The "White Dragon Horse" who was held in his hand seemed to realize that something was wrong with the master over there at this time, and he became slightly restless, snorted, and wanted to kick Song Yu, but Song Yu pulled the reins casually-

"Be honest with me!"

Syllable!

The reins were like whips, making a crunch.

The handsome horse's first life, which was about to be raised, was pulled down and let out a wail, and the strong and majestic body trembled visibly to the naked eye.

"You ......"

Jiang Su's eyes widened angrily and glared at Song Yu fiercely.

The next moment-

The body shook and plopped...... He fell to the ground on his back and slammed into the gold bricks with a muffled sound.

In the Jiying Palace, except for a few people, the rest were stunned by this scene.

It's good, how can it be ...... Down?

"Su'er!"

Jiang Yong, the number one Confucian in Northern Qi, couldn't calm down, couldn't sit still anymore, quickly got up and walked to Jiang Yong, who didn't have any external injuries, tremblingly stretched out a hand and put it under Jiang Su's nose.

"Don't tempt the old gentleman, he's already angry." Chu Xiang, who had always been sitting there quietly, said: "Song Xuanzheng's sword contains supreme sword intent, the sword that just cleaved down, the sword intent entered Jiang Su's body, damaged his viscera, and his vitality has long been cut off. ”

Jiang Yong was dumbfounded on the spot, sat on the ground, and instantly became depressed!

Jiang Su is dead?

The first kendo genius of Northern Qi, the future hope of the Jiang family...... Actually, that's it...... Killed?

The people in the Jiying Hall were all so shocked that they could barely speak.

Especially those literati who have not yet recovered from the shock brought by Man Jianghong, they are even more shocked at this moment!

Wen can put pen to peace in the world, and Wu can go on the horse to determine the world!

In the past, they have used such words many times to describe those who are both civil and military.

I don't know how many people have been praised in public or private.

But at this moment, they suddenly felt that no one seemed to be more worthy of these two sentences than the young man in front of them.

The official family sat quietly in the first place, looking at Song Yu's gaze, only relieved.

Queen Cui and Wang Guifei, who were on the left and right beside them, looked at Song Yu with surprises in their eyes!

Compared with the amazing literary talents, they prefer the martial arts of slashing the "enemy general" with a sword!

Say that Zhao people can only move their mouths?

Say that our Song Yu can only play tricks?

also killed Song Yu first, and then killed Ye Sanniang, and blew a basket of big words, and finally this is it?

These two harem nobles who have been on the battlefield are not the kind of little women who hide in the arms of the official family when they see a dead person.

Not to mention that Song Yu killed people so literary, so elegant, and so subtle, even if Song Yu split Jiang Su in half with a sword, all the internal organs came out, and blood flowed all over the ground!

These two were still able to sit there quietly with the official family, drink a drink, and express their joy.

What kind of mother there is, what kind of baby there is.

Zhao Huan, the eldest princess with a beautiful face and outstanding temperament, was completely relaxed at this time, calming down, stretching her eyebrows and eyes, and looking at the young man holding the white horse at the entrance of the hall with bright starry eyes.

Beside her, Xiao Qing finally breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced at Chu Xiang's side with her eyebrows, and saw the solemnity in the other party's eyes, she got up gently, gently pulled up Song Xueqi, who had a damp palm, and quietly left the table.

On the side of the Northern Qi mission, everyone was stunned.

Zhao Wang Qi Jue was still sitting there, as if thinking about the ultimate problem of mankind.

Jiang Tong lowered his eyelids, his finely curly eyelashes fluttered slightly, and sat there quietly.

I don't want people to see her eyes without much sadness at the moment.

Only Song Yu's sentence echoed in his mind: I promised a person that you would use two swords to kill you.

It's really two swords.

A pry, a split.

There is no blood, no tyranny.

As if a gentle and warm wind was blowing, her cousin Jiang Su, who had only died on the first day of the Northern Qi Kendo.

After a dozen breaths of silence.

The official who was sitting in the first place suddenly sighed and said, "The old gentleman also asks for condolences, the widow just said...... So now, I can only express regret and ...... Prepare a good coffin. ”

Jiang Yong worked for a while, as if he was dozens of years old, and his old eyes were full of tears.

He stood up reluctantly and bowed deeply to the official family: "Thank you to the official family, it is my family that Su'er is not good at learning and art, so I can't blame others, and let the old man ...... Let the child's corpse be collected, don't let him be here, disturb the officials and your ...... Interest! ”

The official waved his hand.

A few powerful eunuchs quickly came over and carried Jiang Su's body down.

Then he glanced at Chu Xiang and those members of the Northern Qi mission, and said: "Mr. Jiang said, don't let this matter disturb everyone's interest, too, young people fight, victory and defeat are commonplace, and widows have seen a lot of life and death on the battlefield back then." I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to be so open-minded, which is admirable...... Musicians, play a cheerful tune and let everyone relax! ”

The corners of Song Yu's mouth, who was leading the horse at the gate of Jiying Palace, twitched slightly, and he inexplicably thought of Uncle Huang's "then play music and dance"...... I feel that if the official family comes to say it at this time, it will also be very appropriate.

When Jiang Su's body was carried past him, the big white horse was a little restless again, and Song Yu shook the reins expressionlessly, and the strength made the big white horse sore, unable to move at all.

Then he said loudly to the official: "Official, the official is a little unwell, so he will retire first......"

"Go for it......"

The official sat there and waved his hand.

Song Yu gave Sun Zhiping a look, turned over on the horse, and pulled the reins with both hands.

Sigh law ~

The big white horse suddenly raised its two front hooves in a rage, and then rushed out of the Jiying Hall like an arrow off the string.

Da-da-da-da!

On the square outside, there was a dense sound of horses' hooves, accompanied by Song Yu's shouting: "Be honest with Lao Tzu!" ”

The sound faded away.

Qian Zhenren, who was beside Chu Qinghui, suddenly stood up and was about to retreat quietly.

The official smiled and said: "Qian Zhenren, the widow toasts you." ”

Qian Zhenren paused, stopped, and then raised the wine glass with both hands very respectfully: "The official family is polite, and the poor road will accompany you." ”

The official held the wine glass in one hand, and gently knocked on the table in front of him with the other-

Three long and two short, two short and three long.

With a bright smile on his face: "The widow remembers the first time I met Qian Zhenren, it should be fifteen years ago, right?" ”

Qian Zhenren: "That's right, fifteen years ago, on the eighth day of September, the chrysanthemums were in full bloom at that time. ”

"Or Qian Zhenren has a good memory, time flies so fast, so many years have passed in a flash, Qian Zhenren said, how many fifteen years are there in life?" The official asked quietly.

"When I go back to the official family, I seem to be an outsider like the poor road, because I know some health preservation methods, I can live a little longer, but I am also sad for a hundred years; Ordinary people in the world are usually only a few people. "Money is really humane.

"Yes, life is only a hundred years, how many outstanding people in ancient and modern times have finally turned into loess, the years in the world are short after all, but because of this, everyone cares about what kind of reputation they leave after death, so as not to be scolded for eternity, you say right, Qian Zhenren?" The official picked up the cup, gestured to him, and then drank it all.

Qian Zhenren took the cup with both hands, drained the wine in the cup, and said: "Poor Dao is a monk, and Taoism only talks about this life, so as a poor individual, I don't really care whether I leave a good name for the ages or an infamy for the ages......

The official smiled and said: "Qian Zhenren is really free and easy, come here, give him and Chu Xiang wine, oh yes, don't forget these people in the mission, the widow is happy today, and I want to drink three hundred cups with you!" ”

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……

Song Yu rode the palace and galloped out of the imperial city.

There was a sword spirit who secretly suppressed his spiritual power, and just now purely relied on the powerful qi and blood brought by the cultivation of the Linzi Secret Treasure and the shocking sword of Dajiangdong to wipe out Jiang Su's vitality with sword intent.

The weakness he showed afterwards should have successfully deceived Chu Xiang and Qian Zhenren.

Supposedly, there was no need to leave in such a hurry, and he should even be dragged in the palace for a whole night.

After all, it is impossible to leave the hospitality mission after eating, and there are all kinds of singing, dancing and acrobatic performances behind, which is the time to really have a good drink.

He can also use that time to "recover."

But there was no way, after Jiang Su's dog thing died, the yin ghost did not leave, but directly entangled him!

Qian Zhenren's demon Dao should have also noticed something, and secretly glanced at him several times.

In the palace, there is a powerful magic circle, and in that kind of place, even if Qian Zhenren has the means to reach the sky, he does not dare to make small moves in secret.

So I just had some suspicions, and I didn't really find anything wrong.

Regarding Song Yu's departure, he probably just guessed that after cutting such a terrible sword, he would definitely be weak and weak, and he didn't want to be seen before he left in a hurry.

This big white horse is indeed not so easy to control, and it can clearly sense that Jiang Su's ghost is still there.

After leaving the palace, all kinds of stumbling people did not cooperate.

was ruthlessly forced by Song Yu to go down a few times, and finally became a little more honest.

But at a very fast speed, he walked out of Lin'an Mansion along the horse road and headed in the direction of home.

At this time, night falls, and pedestrians become scarce after leaving the city.

Song Yu pulled his horse, stopped on the side of the road, and said lightly: "You are the one who provoked me several times, and you are the one who wants to kill me...... Or you! Jiang Su, you, the first day of Northern Qi Kendo, are really a little ignorant of life and death. ”

At this moment, his spiritual power was fully opened, and the meridians were like rivers rushing, and the roaring sound was like thunder!

A body of blood is like a scorching sun to Jiang Su's yin soul.

"No!"

He let out a scream of horror and despair.

In a flash...... Ashes!

At this time, the sword spirit suddenly said in his mind: "There is something in the lake......"

Song Yu was slightly stunned.

The sword spirit suddenly became more serious than ever, and said to Song Yu: "Hurry up and send the horse back, Yi ...... Go to the middle of the lake! ”

Song Yu immediately did not hesitate, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and after Jiang Su's yin soul was gone, the big white horse that became quiet took a step and ran towards the direction of Song Mansion.

At this time.

Thirty or forty miles away from Lin'an Mansion, on the surface of a lake blocked by mountains, a three-zhang whirlpool suddenly appeared, and it was constantly expanding rapidly.

In the dark night, like a terrifying beast, it opened its bloody mouth and chose people to devour.

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