Chapter 121: The Gift of Three Invitations

The conversation between the two was not deliberately lowered to cover up, so the people around them could hear it clearly, even if there were not many people left around at the moment.

The trance on Murong Qiu's face had just faded before he heard the last words Li Xiu said.

There was a flash of anger on his face, and he couldn't help but sneer: "It's really unashamed, you are the prince of Chen Liu, and there are only a handful of people in the world who have a higher status than you, but this is Gusu City, it is the Murong family, if you want to kill the head of the family and the old family, is it all up to you?"

Wen Sheng is righteous, one mouth can kill many people, although Li Xiu has read through the world, he is only following the path of martial arts, and naturally he will not become Wen Sheng.

So he can't kill people with his mouth.

"I said you can kill anyone, whether you kill it or not, but you can't. ”

Li Xiu glanced at him and said lightly.

You can't do what I can do, so you can just stand on the sidelines and watch.

Murong Qiu sneered and said, "Then I really have to wait and see with my own eyes how His Royal Highness the Prince of the World destroyed half of Gusu City." ”

Xu Yingxiu looked at him with awe-inspiring murderous intent, and said, "You just need to watch, while you still have your life." ”

"Don't worry, I'll keep my eyes open and not blink. ”

Murong Qiu walked to the distance and stood down, looking at this place with his arms folded with interest.

But there is a secret hatred in your heart, since you yourself have to find death, then it is better to die all.

"Li Xiu, the prince of the Tang Kingdom, please ask Murong Ying, the lord of Gusu City, to talk about it. ”

Li Xiu stood in front of the door of the mansion, bowed to the mansion in a dignified manner, and said loudly.

The faces of the people around changed slightly, and Murong Qiu, who was standing in the distance with his arms in the distance, had a grim expression, his casual standing posture gradually became formal, and the expression on his face became more and more gloomy.

This is the gift of the three invitations, a kind of ancient ritual handed down from a distant time, who created it is not recorded in detail, from the only words mentioned in the book, we can know that the formation of this ritual seems to be related to the conquest between the human race and the ancient gods.

The details are unknown, but everyone knows what the gift of three invitations means.

After this ceremony, there will be no death.

That is, you die, I live.

The house was still quiet, as if there was no sound coming from before, as if you couldn't see the scene in front of the door.

I can't see what I'm wearing

Tsing Yi is a young man with a serious face and a serious salute.

No one answered.

"Li Xiu, the prince of the Tang Kingdom, please ask the old sword god to go out and talk about it. ”

There are three rites, and the rites are all different, this is the second ceremony.

The sun gradually warmed up, the morning dew on the dwarf grass in front of the door began to evaporate, the blood and water mixed with the mud dispersed, the cracks of the green bricks dried up and cracked, and hundreds of sword qi raged vertically and horizontally and cut on the brick wall, leaving small traces one after another.

Still no one spoke.

It's quiet, like an ancient beast that can't see the bottom of the endless sea.

Murong Qiu's hands hung down at his side, and he subconsciously bent his palms into fists and clenched them tightly, it was already the second ceremony, and the young man was still standing there, and the etiquette was perfect to the extreme, even if Shang Ling, the secretary of the Ministry of Etiquette, was afraid that he couldn't find the slightest irregularity here.

Everyone swallowed their saliva, and there was cold sweat on their foreheads that couldn't help but slip down, and after the three ceremonies, it was really endless, and there was no room for negotiation at all, that is to say, Li Xiu's doing this was tantamount to completely breaking Gusu City's regretful and peaceful thoughts.

Why is that?

No one thought about it, but there was no doubt that it was impulsive and not worth it.

Xu Yingxiu was also standing in place, her eyes flickering slightly, and it was obvious that she didn't know why Li Xiu did this.

But that's not important, the prince will definitely have a reason to do so, just like he asked Murong to buy a bowl of egg drop soup not just for a bowl of egg drop soup.

Li Si fell from the sky and stood beside Li Xiu, and at a glance he could clearly see the momentum of the last salute of the three invitations, his eyebrows raised, but he already had a plan in his heart.

So he patted Li Xiu's shoulder with a big grin, and praised: "He is worthy of being a young landlord, and he is worthy of this courage." ”

He didn't shoot too hard, but after all, he was a Grandmaster of the Five Realms, and he had been unhappy with Li Xiu for a long time, and Li Xiu had to shake his body when this slap fell, even if the gift of the three invitations could be completed, it would be ugly.

Li Si wanted to make him look ugly, but he could only think about it after all.

The hand was caught by a small paw a second before it landed on the shoulder, and Li Sileng flickered for a moment, and then saw the raccoon sitting on the shoulder and gave him a blank look.

That's boring, but it's also boring.

He withdrew his hand, touched his chin a little wryly, and stood to the side.

Li Xiu didn't care about him, he raised his hand and his arms were muddy

Round, put your hands together, touch your fingers together, bend your ring fingers on the back of your hand, then bend down and close your eyes.

"Li Xiu, the prince of the Tang Kingdom, invited Murong Xiao in the city of Jiugu Su in the beginning of October in the sixth and seventh year of the Tang Dynasty, and Murong Ying was outstanding!"

The words fell, the eyes were opened, the waist was straight, the autumn wind blew the clothes, and the face was expressionless.

The founding of the Tang Dynasty has only been more than 300 years, but the Tang calendar has been 671 years, this is not a record problem, but because 671 years ago, the first Tang Emperor invited the dean and the national teacher to make a grand wish together.

Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations.

At that time, there were only three people, and there was already a Tang Dynasty.

There was still no sound on the other side of the door, like a real empty courtyard.

They will come out sooner or later, why not come out now?

Li Xiu was curious about why, but he didn't want to know why, because time was precious, and perhaps because the egg drop soup was almost ready.

"Fourth uncle, please do it. ”

He took a step back and spoke.

Li Si smiled, and then his body rose to the top of the air: "You order, I will do it." ”

Murong Mansion is very large, and the people are very small, Li Si stood high in the sky like a black dot, it looked even smaller, he raised a hand and stretched out it to the ground, the sky gradually became stormy, and the ground suddenly rose.

The sun was still warm, and the sun was climbing higher and higher, and the thick golden yellow reflected the whole land, shining on everyone.

Murong is standing at the door of Li Ji's shop in the north of the city at the moment, today is the same as yesterday, the proprietress is here, she is indeed beautiful, and she has her own charm and temperament, but today is not the same as yesterday, because the boss is also here, Li Xiu wants a portrait of the proprietress, he can draw, and the painting is also eye-catching.

But you can't always draw it in front of other people's bosses, what is that called?

At this time, a shadow suddenly passed through the sky, and Murong looked sideways to find a person standing in the sky above Murong Mansion.

A huge shadow hung over the entire mansion, the shadow of a palm.

Li Si stood tall with a smile on his face, and his raised palm gently poked out.

Shadows fall.

There was a loud bang.

Dust and smoke rose in all directions.

The Murong Mansion was reduced to ruins.