The water waves are not rising, the wind reflects the color of the sunset, the breeze gently blows a maple leaf on the green field, and the mountains and fields are immersed in orange and red, except for a cloud shirt that is particularly dazzling.

Deng Jiwen squinted at the handsome young man standing in front of Ling Fenghe, a cloud shirt could not hide the temperament of the handsome young man, and the jade pendant worn on his waist was not something that ordinary people could have, and the slightly stiff old man's body standing not far away had not shaken at all.

"It's all done?"

Hearing the slightly light voice of the handsome young man, Deng Jiwen bowed slightly, patted his sleeves, and just prepared to salute, he took a step forward, and the phantom in front of him flickered, and a sturdy man in blue thin clothes was already standing in front of the handsome young man, and resisted Deng Jiwen, who was about to salute, Deng Jiwen had no choice but to take a step back and said softly and respectfully: "If you go back to Your Highness, it has been done." ”

The handsome young man turned around slowly, flying obliquely into the sideburns of his eyebrows, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, his eyes were as elegant as mist, his handsome nose and cherry blossom-like lips, he was really a flawless face.

"Now that it's done, what are you looking for me?"

It seems that the handsome young man has not yet recovered from the scenery in front of him, his elegant eyes are a little flustered, and the corners of his eyes that are slightly lowered gradually return to normal.

Looking at the handsome young man who had become majestic and indifferent, Deng Jiwen knew in his heart that in the face of this Changqi King, who was canonized as King Changqi at birth and stayed in Chang'an for sixteen years before returning to the fiefdom, he must be cautious and careful in his words.

"Someone asked me to bring you a letter. ”

Deng Jiwen reached into the sleeve of his left hand with his right hand and took out a white envelope, and the old man standing not far away leaned forward slightly.

The handsome young man, or the handsome young man who can be called the King of Changqi, glanced at the dark purple pattern on the envelope, waved his hand, and the old man standing not far away stepped forward to take the envelope in Deng Jiwen's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the old man was already standing in front of Deng Jiwen.

As if out of thin air.

Deng Jiwen At the moment when the old man took the envelope, a wordless pressure hit Deng Jiwen's heart, and the air seemed to be stagnant, making it difficult for Deng Jiwen to breathe, and his face turned red.

It is worthy of being one of the eight vice-institutes of the Juewu Academy.

"The person who asked me to deliver the letter asked you to open it yourself. ”

Deng Jiwen barely popped out of his mouth with a sentence, just saying this sentence made Deng Jiwen's forehead bruise, and the Canglong Demon Stick behind him buzzed.

"Your Highness didn't let you speak. ”

The old man glanced at Deng Ji lightly and said dissatisfiedly.

"He has done something for this king, and it doesn't hurt to say a word, but this king is very curious about who knows that this king has returned to Changqi City except for those in the capital. Is it the king's brothers who want to leave Beijing but can't, or those filthy people who don't know how to spy on their whereabouts. ”

The handsome young man frowned, and then the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Deng Ji suddenly throbbed in his heart when he heard this, as a martial artist of his realm, he naturally understood that throbbing would not be born for no reason, and suddenly felt bad, and his steps slowly moved back, but he found that he had been held back by a hard and cold hard object behind him and couldn't move.

"Your Highness didn't say you could go. ”

The wide scabbard on Tian Huayu's waist that was very different from him had been held in his hand, and it looked a little funny against Deng Jiwen's back.

What surprised Deng Jiwen was not the sloppy boy, but the tip of the wide scabbard in the sloppy boy's hand, which was engraved with a line of fly-headed letters.

Divine Craftsman's Mansion, Luo'an.

The world's Xuan soldiers, out of the Heavenly Craftsman City. The world's spiritual soldiers, out of the Divine Craftsman's Mansion.

This wide scabbard is a scabbard that is enough to make the people of the rivers and lakes covet and fight.

"Do everything you have to do and don't keep your tail. ”

The old man stepped forward slowly, obviously still a few steps away from Deng Jiwen, but suddenly appeared in front of Deng Jiwen in the blink of an eye, took off the Canglong Demon Stick behind Deng Jiwen, and pressed the stick with his five fingers, and suddenly the figure in the dark purple-green clothes floating next to the carved Canglong Whisker on the Canglong Demon Stick disappeared in an instant, and the purple-green bird on the tip of the stick struggled for a moment and disappeared completely. After the old man finished all this, he gently dropped the Canglong Demon Stick in his hand, stood sideways beside King Changqi, and half-bowed and stopped speaking.

——

It is like a high mountain that soars into the sky, and white clouds linger.

A pavilion stood on the top of a high mountain cliff, and it was covered with lanterns of various colors and sizes, and suddenly the wick of one lantern went out, and a pale hand took the lantern.

"Heh......"

An intriguing smile echoed in the pavilion.

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King Changqi took the envelope from the old man's hand, approached Deng Jiwen step by step, took off the black curtain on Deng Jiwen's head, and patted Deng Jiwen's face.

"The king hates what he is asked to do, and he hates the rats who hide in the gutter. ”

Deng Ji's five fingers suddenly clenched, and suddenly let go, his face expressionless, still slapped on his face by King Changqi.

Seeing that Deng Jiwen didn't react, King Changqi's elegant eyes glanced at Deng Jiwen's white palm, and his fingers like white jade tapped the purple pattern on the envelope, and in an instant, the purple pattern spread out and soaked into the envelope, and the envelope slowly opened.

Apparently King Changqi was familiar with this envelope.

"All the bells and whistles. ”

Changqi Wang's tone was a little disdainful, his eyelids raised slightly and gently scanned the contents of the envelope, yawned and threw it away, the envelope was accompanied by a cool breeze in the air, and suddenly a wisp of flame ignited in the corner of the envelope, and then the flame rose, turning the envelope into ashes.

"The destruction of corpses and traces seems to be the character of this king. ”

King Changqi waved his hand a little boringly, and Wu Zhiqi and Tian Huayu withdrew within a radius of one mile at the right time.

Wu Zhiqi's eyes flickered at Deng Jiwen's body movements from time to time, his body was tense, ready to make a move at any time. Tian Huayu looked extraordinarily calm, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Aren't you afraid that the prince will have any accidents? If something happens to the prince, you and I will fall to the ground. ”

Wu Zhiqi couldn't help but ask.

Tian Huayu ignored it, and Wu Zhiqi also felt bored and stopped talking.

King Changqi looked at Deng Jiwen quietly with a smile.

"Are you tired in front of this king?"

Deng Ji heard that it was true, and he was not pretending, his palm suddenly clenched into a fist, and he swung his fist at the tall nose bridge of the handsome young man in front of him.

Wu Zhiqi saw this move from afar, his face was shocked, and when he was about to rush over, Tian Huayu gently raised the wide scabbard in his hand, held down Wu Zhiqi, and said leisurely: "If you make the prince unhappy, you will also fall to the ground." ”

"You're not afraid?"

Just when Deng Jiwen suddenly hit the bridge of Changqi Wang's nose with a punch, Deng Jiwen suddenly stopped, and the fist wind rolled up the tips of Changqi Wang's hair, and Deng Jiwen squinted at the handsome young man in front of him.

"You're not going to see me. ”

King Changqi's expression was as usual, and he gently opened Deng Jiwen's fist, his eyes that were as elegant as mist still did not change at all, and his long eyelashes did not change at all.

"That's what you want. ”

Deng Jiwen did not reach out to take the turquoise ring that King Changqi took out from the cloud shirt, but cautiously bent down to pick up the Canglong Fu Demon Stick on the ground, and slowly retreated, "I have already killed so many innocent people and killed so many soldiers for the prince, and I don't want to stain my hands with blood anymore." ”

"It's just some robbers and bandits, it's just some warriors, it's just some damned people. ”

King Changqi said indifferently.

"They are also human beings, and they are also the people of Tianlin. And there are innocent people involved. ”

Deng Ji shook his head coldly and said, once again having a deep understanding of this handsome and slightly younger prince.

"That's my third brother's people, not mine. ”

King Changqi sneered, and then threw the turquoise ring on his hand in mid-air, falling down the hill and into the Lingfeng River.