"This dancing girl?" Zhong Xihou couldn't help but staring at the white-clothed dancing girl, plus today's night banquet was mostly a blood-active diet, and the thoughts in his mind were already fluttering.

"The lord of Zhongcheng is talking about this white-clothed dancing girl? This dancing girl's name is Zang Yan, a foreign woman. ”

Woman, beautiful woman, beautiful Fanbang woman. This beautiful Fanbang woman also has red hair, and the red-haired woman is disgusted and secretly seductive. Those elegant people always accuse and scold openly, but secretly they think about this and that, and the kung fu of the red-haired fox girl is generally not bad in private.

Zhong Xihou wants to accompany this dancing girl, he wants to see this dancing girl dance that neon dress and feather dance, what kind of style will she dance this dance?

Zhu Yinuo drank there, he didn't like this deer blood wine, but King Jinling and Zhu Jiannan often drank this wine. Zhu Yinuo drank in order to find something to do, he didn't go to see Zhongxihou or do anything else, he just drank there. It's also boring, it's all because Brother Da Hong has to take Mo Ming to some academic research and elegant painting, it's boring, it's boring.

The vocal music sang in unison, the dancing queen danced, and Zhong Xihou stood up, he was attracted by this dancing girl who called Zang Yan. He was curious about the dancing girl, and he wanted to bring the red-haired and bewitching dancing girl back to the city that never sleeps.

Zhong Xihou clapped his hands, completely ignoring his status as the lord of a city, and watched the dance to the beat to the music.

This woman's hands were truly beautiful, as if he had never seen such beautiful hands. This hand is as soft as boneless, like green onion and white jade, slender and flawless. Such hands should not hold a sword, should not cook, should not play the piano.

Zhong Xihou's expression did not change, and his foot stepped on his sword, which frightened the Qin Ji beside him to collapse to the ground. His sword cannot be touched by others.

Hearing the sound of "poof" again, Zang Yan retracted a broken blade from his sleeve and stabbed Zhong Xihou. Zhongxi Hou had never seen the Qin King Breaking Array Dance, and if that dance was so rude, then he would have lost interest.

With a step on his foot, he grabbed the dancing sword with his hand, and turned his body and patted the slender jade hand of the dancing girl with the other hand. This dancing girl is undoubtedly stupid, if he is angry and angry, he can kill her with a sword, even if Zhongxi Hou does not kill her, when she is at a disadvantage, this old fox of Jinling will also kill her.

Zhong Xihou saw that this woman's eyes were hollow, and this woman's brows were furrowed.

As the city lord of the West held her hands, she was like a puppet entangled in silk threads, and the two of them danced their swords like a different scenery. The woman's hands were not cold, they were still hot. Is the heart beating too fast, or is the blood tumbling too fast? Is it the person who is hot, or is the heart hot?

He grabbed her like that, and the two of them danced round and round in the lobby. The broken blade was a few moments away from his throat, and then it was removed in a moment.

In the center of the hall, the black charcoal of the West surrounded a fair-skinned red-haired beauty danced, and everyone in the audience thought that it was a good dish to drink, and they couldn't help but applaud, and couldn't help but drink a few more glasses of deer blood wine.

Naturally, when everyone's attention was attracted by the black and white duo's dancing, the old dragon king in the city greedily drank two glasses. I drank too much and blushed, but I saw the old dragon king covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves, sticking out his tongue and licking the oozing wine from the corner of his mouth.

As for the guests here, they drank too much deer blood wine, and their blood was boiling, and when the banquet was over, they should go to Huole to have fun.

Zhu Jiannan has always been in poor health, and he also drank three or two glasses of wine today, so he changed to a cup of strong tea to sober up, took a sip, and looked at the two dancing in the center of the hall with a smile.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Lincheng glanced at a few sword guards on the side, and the guards in that column understood, and were about to step forward with the hilt of their swords, but their faces turned depressed and frightened. Zhu Jiannan glanced at it, and the appearance of the more than ten guards was quite ridiculous, and it was indeed embarrassing.

They were trying to draw their swords, but strangely, the sword seemed to be sealed in a scabbard, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get out of the sheath.

After dancing like this for a moment, Zhong Xihou insisted on taking the dancing girl Zang Yan back to his seat and sat down, holding the previous cup of deer blood wine and drinking it all.

After a happy time, he slapped the wine glass on the table, making a soft sound, and then, hearing the sound of a sharp sword unsheathed, the thirteen guards who tried to draw their swords unsheathed their swords together, and saw that the guests present looked stunned and in the clouds.

Zhu Yannan frowned slightly, but in an instant, he scolded the guards angrily, and said: "The lobby is just this little place, what are you guys making a fuss about, and when you turn back to the courtyard to set up a banquet, you will show off your sword dance to all the nobles here." ”

The attendant at the head was quite grateful, clenched his fists and bowed, and said: "The prince forgives his sins, and the reckless man is led by the heroic appearance of the lord of Zhongcheng, and he can't help it······"

"That's it, get down!"

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the thirteen guards with swords and light armor, and they really rolled over and fought, and rolled out of the banquet all the way, and there was a burst of laughter at the banquet.

Zhong Xihou looked interesting, but he heard a crisp laugh, and turned his head, it was the red-haired dancer who covered her mouth and laughed.

The slightly green autumn eyebrows, red lips and white face, and the laughter of the wind chimes are a little less charming and a little more playful.

"Lord Wang, please ask the prince to give him a gift. ”

Don't say that Zhu Lao Wangye, Zhu Jiannan also understood what Zhongxi Hou meant, Zhu Jiannan looked at his grandfather, the old dragon king in Lincheng nodded slightly, pretending to be generous, and drinking half a glass of wine from his own childhood. It's just that he was greedy for half a glass of wine, Zhu Jiannan frowned slightly, and it was not good to say much.

Zhu Jiannan's helplessness and bad performance on his face were not good, even if he was out of sight and out of mind, he turned his head to look at Zhong Xihou, smiled, and said softly: "Heroes should use three thousand beauties, since the Zhong City Lord does not abandon the dance Ji and the inferior color, he should be ordered to serve the Zhong City Lord." ”

Zhong Xihou was not pretentious, he took Zang Yan into his arms and lightly picked the beauty's chin. The red-haired dancer was resentful, hateful, and helpless.

"Refreshing, why don't you give this girl to Gu as well, and make three hundred taels of gold?"

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes were focused on the previous Qin Ji, and the twenty-eight-year-old girl was so frightened that her face turned pale and bloodless. Seeing that her body trembled slightly, everyone here thought that she was frightened by this black barbarian from the West.

Zhu Jiannan shook his head, Zhongxi Hou knew that there was a following, so he listened to Zhu Jiannan continue: "Yellow and white things are vulgar, it's better to be like this, I heard that there are tens of millions of treasures in the city that never sleeps, so the Zhongcheng Lord owes Xiao Wang a proud sword today, how about it?"

Zhongxihou laughed, slapped the table, and said loudly: "Okay, I'll send the order over tonight." ”

Zhu Yanan shook his head and added: "Ordinary swords Xiao Wang can't look down on, what Xiao Wang wants is a famous sword that can be ranked 100 on the famous sword spectrum." ”

A group of guests at the banquet couldn't help but whisper softly, and they all guessed that Zhong Xihou was not going to ask for this little girl, but how could they have thought that this dead black charcoal, I don't know if it was for the joy between the legs of this little girl or because of the loss of face, but after laughing a few times, not only promised a famous sword that ranked among the hundredth on the sword spectrum, but also a high-quality sword.

At the end of the banquet, a bunch of gossip that this black charcoal in the West is really like a wild dog, and it can't be fed. said that this barbarian wants two little beauties at once, and guesses that he will go out with a wall tomorrow morning. After making such a speech, he laughed at this barbarian man for just buying the Qin Ji, and he took the red-haired dancing girl for nothing, and he didn't know how to exchange etiquette.

But what these people don't understand is that Zhongxi Hou is determined to return his life for a life, even if he understands how his subordinate died tragically, he doesn't plan to seek revenge.

However, even if he killed the person under him, he didn't plan to seek revenge, but it didn't prevent him from spreading his resentment on the evil son who killed the spearman, and his fist shook Chunqiu's head. He is not prepared to discern whether the Son of Heaven is really one of those murderers, the literati are better than ink, and the martial artists fight their fists, and they will fight first.

After the guests dispersed, the night was quiet, Jinling Palace, Zhongxi Hou raised his head and looked at the moon that was half covered by the eaves. The moon of Middle-earth is indeed different from that of the Westland.

The old fox and the little fox knew that the red-haired dancing girl could not get close to him, let alone hurt himself, if he hadn't begged for it, it was estimated that the old fox would have ordered someone to cut off her tendons, carved words on her face, and expelled her from the palace.

Zhong Xihou's brows furrowed slightly, this method was undoubtedly the most cruel. But even so, Zhong Xihou will find her, he will bring this woman back to the city that never sleeps, and he will find the most famous doctor in the world to heal her hand.

"King Jinling is really not an ordinary person. ”

"There was once a man in Lincheng who wrote well and was loved by his father. ”

Lincheng calligraphy and painting are famous all over the world, and good calligraphy and painting have a place to stand. People from decent families in the city will also start to ask a husband to teach their children poetry and painting when they are seven or eight years old, which is the same as the martial arts in Bangfeng City.

"This man did one thing wrong, and he wrote a poem. ”

"Oh, what poem is so infuriating?"

Zhu Jiannan sat down, sat on the long wooden chair next to the lotus pond, and shook his fan to think deeply.

"In the raw Xiumu Nailin, there is no wind and no rain and I am sad. The dragon dives in the black water and does not hear of the world, and travels in vain to see Kyushu. In troubled times, it is difficult to calm Lingyunzhi, and my flowers bloom in autumn and fall red. Grinding guns and listening to fencing on moonlit nights, waiting for the wind and rain to complain. ”

Zhong Xihou could tell that the person who wrote this poem was a rough man, this man was young, and he was pretentious at that age. He wants to walk the world, he wants to win the world, he is ambitious and wild.

"It's a troubled world that is difficult to calm Lingyunzhi, and my flowers bloom in autumn. ”

Zhong Xihou can hear this sentence, if he listens to it intentionally, if he listens to it crookedly, black can become white, let alone such a lyrical poem. It's not that my flower doesn't bloom, it's that you don't bloom at the right time, and you don't know the timing. When I bloom, it will be when you wither.

"The poem has no intention of being ambitious, but it is born into the emperor's family. ”

"This person, Xiao Wang is also afraid that Zhong Daxia knows. ”

Zhong Xihou really didn't know who Zhu Jiannan was talking about, these people always thought that people who were a little famous in the world in the rivers and lakes should understand and should know, Zhu Jiannan continued: "His real name is inconvenient to say, he gave himself a name, after he left Jinling, he used this name to break through the world, he called Wen Jiu." ”

"Wen Jiu?"

This name, Zhong Xihou, really remembered that this person's time had passed far away, and this person's time was an era earlier than Zhong Nanyan. When he was a child, he heard Zhong Nanyan laugh and talk about the world's affairs, Wen Jiu, this person made a silver overlord gun, and it is not uncommon for many people to make the gun, what is strange is that this Wen Jiu only has one arm, and his other arm is wasted, hanging to the ground, unable to exert strength and unable to hold things, and it is also a cumbersome waste arm as an ornament.

"It's the man with one arm and one spear. ”

"He was originally the prince of the Zhu family, and he was deeply favored, both civil and military. Because of this, he is destined to be caught in a power struggle that he does not want. ”

So what kind of struggle?

The prince arrested him on the pretext of rebellion and abolished his right hand, which held a pen and wrote. All thoughts were lost, this person left Jinling, traveled the world, and walked the world with a hand that was not good at holding a pen or a sword. A few years later, he came back, in order to help his second brother win the throne, he returned to Jinling, he held a spear in one hand and killed a total of eighteen good players around the prince, and those masters were all within a hundred on the hero list in the past!

And his second brother killed the son with an arrow mercilessly.

"A throne, fratricidal?"

Zhongxi Hou is not the blood of the emperor, nor was he born in the emperor's family. He was born into a peasant family, but just a few months after he was born, his home was destroyed and his hut was washed in blood by a group of robbers. Zhong Nanyan, who was passing by, took the child away, and he washed the group of robbers in blood.

When the child was three years old, Zhong Nanyan told the child.

To live, do you want to hold a sword, or do you want to live in the world and do nothing?

The answer is already known to the world, and this child is standing here.

Zhu Jiannan suddenly knelt on the ground and knelt in front of Zhongxihou, how could Zhongxihou expect this Jinling prince to come out like this. That little thunder also knelt down and knelt beside Shizi.

Oh, you Central Plains people, don't you keep saying that men have gold under their knees? Aren't you too rich to look down on gold?

Zhong Xihou was not surprised, he lowered his head to look at the black and white two.

"I think that Hou Ye has also seen through Xiao Wang's body, and if he can survive, he will not have much time to ······"

Zhongxi Hou stretched out his hand and motioned for this person to stop, there are not many people who are used to calling him Hou Ye, and there are not many: "The dignified prince of Jinling is kneeling with people like this, it is really undignified, not to mention that you Central Plains people always say that there is gold under the knees of men." ”

"Do you know the pain of being born in the emperor's family? brothers and siblings can't love each other like normal people, I thought our family would be different, the eldest brother sits firmly in the world, I can wander around the cities at will, a promise ······"

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and it is not much use to vomit bitter water with loneliness. ”

"Master Hou, the man only asks Master Hou for one thing. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"He promised to take power in the city one day, and asked the Hou Ye to help. One-third of the wealth of Lincheng can be returned to the Hou Ye who never sleeps in the city······"

This kind of trading can only make money and not lose money, and today's Lincheng power is second only to Naguwei City. However, the financial resources of Lincheng are insurmountable in Guwei City.

"Is this to buy the lonely with money? Shizi, Shizi, don't forget, although the city of Lone Never Sleeps is small, the people are healthy and the city's treasury is sufficient. Even if your third brother really fulfills his promise, these riches and orphans are just numbers and decorations, and there is no other use. ”

"Then dare to ask what conditions the Hou Ye is willing to accept?"

Zhong Xihou smiled, he knew that this son of the world had recognized him. For the sake of Zhu Yinuo, who was angry at him, he had given up his dignity, and the gold under his knees could not be brought into the underworld.

"Lone's eyes and ears are all over the world, but he can't find a few organizations in this world. ”

"Yan Yun rides, the ······ of the Yama Palace" Zhu Jiannan paused, "Yi Shuihan." ”

Zhong Xihou clapped his hands, Zhu Jiannan is a smart person, a smart person who is difficult to use in his mouth.

"Yan Yunqi is so lonely and uninterested, the eyes of the Yama Palace, the Dusk Han Building, the eyes and ears. Yi Shuihan, you might have a good talk with Gu?"

"Why is Master Hou interested in Yi Shuihan?"

"On the day Lone Cai came to Jinling, four swordsmen died in Jinling City, and in terms of ordinary martial arts, four swordsmen of the first class of the ancestors. ”

Zhu Jiannan didn't speak, but he hooked his lips and smiled, too, when did a martial artist in the Yuan Ancestor realm suddenly die so cheaply?

Zhongxi Hou Yuguang swept Zhu Jiannan's smile, and secretly laughed in his heart, but then said something that had nothing to do with the previous conversation: "A few days ago, the little prince went to the city that never sleeps with the son of the Mo family, and he also inquired about a thing, its name, Naga Returning Life Pill. ”

When the words fell, Zhu Jiannan's pupils widened, and then he smiled again, and then laughed.