In order to strive for realism, Wen Qifeng asked Song Yi to drink some wine, although it was not as many as thousands of cups in the script, but it also made the corners of his eyes crimson and drunk.

At this moment, the prince of the Great Yan Kingdom was drunk on the long table full of bronze wine glasses, supporting his forehead with one hand and pinching the last wine glass with the other, and his face was a little more elusive than the usual elegant jade.

He raised his eyes to look at the crown prince of Zhao Guo who was sitting on the high seat and the crown princess beside her, "The last cup, the prince of Zhao Guo, please keep your promise." ”

In the script, the prince of Zhao Guo Lang is known to all countries for his tyranny and murder, but he can't get the world, and finally died in the bed of the crown princess Wanrong.

"Prince Yu is not in a hurry." The crown prince of Zhao Guo looked at Ying Zhaoli, who was standing quietly on the side and was holding a sword in black, and smiled playfully, "I have a favor, very vicious, no mortal can be tamed, if the prince can make him obedient, Lang will respond to his request." ”

After finishing speaking, Prince Lang high-fived, someone pushed a huge iron cage into the hall, and the huge black wolf opened his bloody mouth, with red pupils and grinning teeth, he roared and pounced on the edge of the cage, fiercely locking the drunk and hazy Prince Yu.

Prince Yu squinted at the narrow phoenix eyes, glanced at the ferocious hungry wolf in the cage, and looked at the prince Lang who didn't care much with cold eyes.

"You don't mean that, why humiliate it?!"

"It's your own convenience." Prince Lang laughed, whether to borrow troops or not is all his intention, even if he insults him, he doesn't believe that he has three heads and six arms to borrow troops from Wei in a short period of time, even if he borrows troops from Wei, I'm afraid Yan has already changed hands.

Prince Yu staggered to his feet and walked towards the iron cage, he looked down at the pair of green wolf eyes, laughed, and looked sideways at the woman who had been ten steps away from him.

She was forever only ten steps away from him, neither advancing nor retreating, neither increasing nor decreasing. The people in the rivers and lakes said that the sword in the left hand should be taken away, and one person should be killed in ten steps, and it is because of this that she never wants to take a step closer, as if she feels that ten steps away, she can also protect him.

The glance that seemed to come from across thousands of mountains and rivers made Ying Zhaoli's hand holding the sword body tighten, his lips pursed into a line, and he silently looked back at the man who was like water and moonlight.

Prince Yu lifted the robe and pinned it behind his waist, motioned to the people on the side to open the cage, and then bent down and walked in.

Ying Zhaoli didn't blink, didn't miss a minute and a second looked at the wolf in the cage, the scabbard in his hand was slightly open, and when the giant wolf pounced on the prince feather, the long sword came out of the sheath.

Everyone saw a flash of cold light and black shadows, and before they could react, the wolf's head was cut off, and the huge body fell to the ground, Prince Yu looked at the wolf blood on the ground, and chuckled, she finally made a move, faster than he imagined.

Ying Zhaoli looked at him with a cold expression, her eyes were complicated and indistinguishable forbearance, look, she still couldn't help it, he was more important than she imagined, and she was reluctant to do anything.

Countless guards instantly poured into the main hall, and the crown princess stood up gracefully and magnificently, walked down the steps step by step, and finally stood in front of Ying Zhaoli.

"You're really presumptuous!" With that, she raised her armoured hand, deliberately curled her fingertips, and slapped her face fiercely.

The hand-carved armor is sharp and hard, and if this slap falls on a person's face, it will not only be red and swollen, but also most likely leave a few blood marks, which is no different from disfigurement.

Zhou Ran's eyes lit up, add drama, I'll accompany you.

The hard scabbard blocked Tao Feiyu's fierce fanning hand, how much strength she used, how much pain her hand was now.

"Ahh The intense pain made her can't help but exhale in pain, and she looked at Zhou Ran resentfully.

"The rivers and lakes are unrestrained, and the royal family dares to kill!" Zhou Ran ignored her anger and continued to speak the lines, and with this cold sentence, the killing intent that destroyed the world overflowed and flocked to her.

Her eyes showed a devastating murderous aura, so frightened that Tao Feiyu couldn't help but take a step back, no one could feel Zhou Ran's eyes more deeply than her, except for her, no one could know the feeling of being trapped by the boundless cold eyes that seemed to be white bones, and a cold felt from the soles of her feet that permeated her whole body, penetrating into her heart and bones.

The director didn't shout to stop, Tao Feiyu could only continue to act, her lips trembled a little, "Since you are from the rivers and lakes, why bother to get involved in the royal family?!" ”

"To me, where are the rivers and lakes?" Zhou Ran's expression was even colder, such an unchallenging drama scum is really uninteresting.