Chapter 23: The Royal Family and the New Party
Feng Zhimu knew very well that there was no one behind him, but the cold touch from the palm of the opposite sex on his back was extremely real, and the woman's voice seemed to be close to his ear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Is this some kind of ability?
The hand moved forward from the back of the wood, stayed on the chest that was not very strong for a moment, and then gently stroked his ribs and lower abdomen downward, and the cold fingertips pinched the little fat on the waist and put it on the navel of the wood, just as the cheeks were slightly red and the wood was looking forward to it, the touch from the small hand that suddenly appeared between the clothes and his skin stopped abruptly.
The voice with a warm breath in his ears said, "Judging from the condition of your muscles and bones, you don't usually exercise much." The speed and intensity of qi and blood are only half-baked, are you the one who completely relies on the ability to transform into a butterfly? It's rare in the Twelve Families. ā
Feng Zhimu swallowed his saliva, and the cold little hand just now brought him an inexplicable heat for some reason.
"Are you...... The sister of the family? He remembered some of the things his uncle had told him before leaving, and asked softly.
Nowhere to be seen, but it seemed that the woman lying in his ear denied Feng Zhemu's speculation with a soft nasal voice.
"Your family is a neurotic called Feng Zheji this year, and I am the elder sister of the Xiang family, little brother. Can you tell my sister your ......?"
Before Feng Zhimu could speak again, the wisp of butterfly power that seemed to be away from the lingering butterfly suddenly disappeared as if frightened, and the lazy voice in his ears and the cold little hand no longer appeared, like a daydream.
Daydream? Feng Zhemu was inexplicably a little stunned in his heart, and then he realized that he had closed his eyes at some point.
When he opened his eyes, three meters in front of him, there were two figures, one thin and one fat.
The fat man with binoculars around his neck shook his head and said, "Look at his expression of dissatisfaction." ā
The tall thin man with hair like withered yellow weeds looked at Feng Zhimu sympathetically: "We are a step late, Xiang Yuliu has already touched him thoroughly." ā
Song Xuefeng and Feng Zhemu sighed in unison, and continued to look at Feng Zhemu with the kind of pity that saw an ignorant girl being played with by a scumbag.
The "two ......" sealed the wood was a little uncomfortable, patted the dust and stood up.
The fat man said, "Good question! I am Song Xuefeng, who is as cold as snow and as fast as the wind! ā
I didn't ask you...... And your name is written on the name bag at your waist...... Feng Zhimu thought silently, but he did not complain about energy-savingism.
The summer rain, the southern rhinoceros Song, he noticed the raindrop-shaped family pattern on the fat man's binoculars.
"Then this is the brother of the family?" He asked the tall, thin, yellow-haired man next to the fat man.
Feng Zheji took two steps forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a sad tone: "Brother, I'm one step late, brother, you have already been defiled." ā
"Staining or something, it's too serious. The sister of the Xiang family just touched ...... Uh, touched me a few times. Feng Zhimu thought of that cold little hand and that strange heat, and his face turned red again. Uncle said that there are many cases of intermarriage within the twelve families, if ......
"That's not good, before the constitution was changed, it was the rhythm of touching and cutting, listening to my brother's words, starvation is a small matter, and a loss of festival is a big thing, and the so-called defense of men and women has to be ......"
Song Xuefeng kicked open the endless chatter: "Shut up!" Feng Zhimu, right, what did she ask you before we came? The fat man thought for a while and said, "Xiang Yuliu has touched you, the level of qi and blood and physique can't be hidden, have you told her about the school you practiced and the ability to transform into a butterfly?" ā
Feng Zhimu said: "She disappeared before she had time to ask this, Xiang Yuliu is her name?" He suddenly understood something, "You just happened to appear when she disappeared, and she was avoiding you?" Why, aren't we all the big candidates for the summer three? ā
Song Xuefeng sneered: "The great comparison of the twelve families is not only about force, but also about strategy. As long as you can execute it, no matter what the plan is, the family will not stop you. Xiang Yuliu hooked up with the royal family and the New Party, probably wanting to use our intelligence to exchange benefits from there, and this woman's intentions are not small. But she also wants to win the championship, wishful thinking. ā
"The royal family, the new party?" Feng Zhimu was a little incomprehensible, "Isn't the Twelve Great Rivals a traditional project of our Northland aristocratic family, why does it have something to do with the royal family, and who is the new party?" ā
The branch of his family had little contact with his own family, and his father and uncle rarely talked to him about his own family, so he had no idea about the forces in the upper echelons of the empire that could be compared to the twelve families, and Song Xuefeng also thought of this, so he explained.
"Needless to say, the royal family, since the past dynasties, we have never stopped fighting openly and secretly with the royal family as the family gatekeeper, and the result? The royal family changed stubble after stubble like leeks, and our twelve families remained unmoved. After the constitutionalization, the royal family is like a dry bone in a mound, and a hypocrite still wants to jump on something, but occasionally he is unwilling to be lonely and cheat the corpse. ā
Song Xuefeng talked eloquently, looking quite smug: "As for the new party, the original source was the new aristocrats and bourgeoisie who dominated the constitution seven hundred years ago, and the ancestors at that time did not move at the right time, but it was ridiculous that the group of people still thought that they were the victors who overthrew the aristocratic forces, and who in the Qunsen Continent seven hundred years ago could stop the sharp cavalry and musketeer phalanx of the twelve families?" Not to mention the fact that we also have full-fledged artillery units. If our army continues to advance, will those gangsters with mantis arms as cars be able to stop it? ā
This fat man talked about military history, and he deviated from the topic in minutes, and turned out for hundreds of kilometers before returning to the original road: "After more than 700 years, most of the new party of the year has become a nobleman with a little foundation. However, there will never be a shortage of fools who will be cynical if they have some ability, and who will not be able to eat without attributing the fault to the existing system, and most of the current New Party is composed of these people. Did you see that special guest, Mei Katsuragi, when you entered, she was a member of the New Party, and this time both the royal family and the New Party sent contestants to participate in the competition. ā
Feng Zhimu digested it for a moment and said, "You said that poker-faced aunt...... I originally thought that Dabi was just a traditional project for the exchange of feelings between the nobles of the Northland, but now it seems that this is not the case, what does it mean to win the championship? ā
"Good question!" Song Xuefeng raised his finger to the sky, and under the effect of the butterfly wishing the god falling feathers, the blood-rust-colored broken feathers were still falling, constantly replenishing the physical strength of the players.
"The large-scale event that has attracted the attention of countless people has gathered an astonishing amount of spiritual surge, and the consumption of a large-scale universal butterfly celebration of this scale is only a drop in the bucket, and it is a violent thing. My twelve, the royal family, and the new party all have one or more secret butterfly blessings in their hands that can transform the spiritual surge of the contest and add it to the human body, and if done properly, it can even make the blessed ones below the national warrior butterfly rank rise by two levels, and it has another miraculous effect.
The way of the butterfly blessing emphasizes the name and the truth, the general saying is that the name is deserved, but the butterfly blessing is the name is deserved. If you want to get the blessing of the ritual, you must get the corresponding ranking, and the ranking obtained in the competition is different, and the maximum amount of spiritual surge that can be distributed in the ritual is also different. The champion received the highest reward and became a sixth-order butterfly to stand out among the younger generation.
And according to the information I have received, this year's 12 big competition is different from usual, the royal family and the new party have bet on their quota for next year's Central Butterfly Affairs Hall to be admitted, and as long as they enter the top 12, they can get the position of the Central Butterfly Affairs Hall. In previous years, the last six would have to start in the local butterfly affairs hall. However, there are advantages and disadvantages, those who participated in the big competition in previous years can be blessed by the ceremony, and now the strength of the royal family and the new party to join the candidates is not weak, this time I don't know which unlucky ghosts will be squeezed out by them. ā
was silently dissatisfied with the words that Song Xuefeng kicked aside and ordered him to shut up, why can you say so much, I also know these things!
Feng Zhimu muttered: "No wonder Dabi is hiding behind the National College Kendo Competition, why do the royal family and the New Party want to join us and return the quota of that hall, can't they just run other large-scale events by themselves." ā
Before Song Xuefeng could speak, Feng Zhiji, who had been holding back for a long time, hurriedly replied: "It's not so simple to take advantage of the large-scale spiritual surge, especially in the martial arts competition where the emotional fluctuations of the audience and the players are extremely intense, the relevant researchers of the Imperial Academy of Sciences who have been turned into vegetative people are almost full of the senior nursing ward of the Beijing Second Hospital, not to mention that a careless ceremony may cause a tricky butterfly disaster."
Such a ritual requires so many professional butterflies, techniques, and consumables that even the twelve of us can't afford to do so a few times a year. The royal family still has some background, and the poor sour group of the New Party may only be able to take advantage of events of this level as the Spring Games for elementary school students. ā
Song Xuefeng hahaha: "Feng Zheji, you are exaggerating, those poor people may be able to take advantage of the regional-level singing and dancing competition for the elderly." ā
Feng Zhimu, who grew up in the division of his family, did not have the same sense of superiority as them, but secretly wrote down to be careful of players from the royal family and the new party.
"And then we're going to wait here for the first battle to end?" He asked.