Passing through the deck of the dragon ship, the river breeze was densely blocked, and the armor soldiers on both sides stood with halberds, standing silently and solemnly, making way for Qi Shu.

The deck of the dragon ship sank slightly.

Someone jumped high and then fell, making a small splash of straw sandals.

Qi Shu made a "please" action for Ning Feng's sleeve.

Give somebody a dose of his own medicine.

Ning Fengsleeve looked around, he was sure that these halberd soldiers were all good players in Qi Liang's army...... And at this moment, he did not hide his anger towards himself.

"Since it's a negotiation, you and I will be honest with each other. Qi Shu smiled and said: "Qi is just a scholar, and he has a small life...... Please also Mr. Qi, unload the gun. ”

Ning Fengsleeve was wearing a reckless linen robe from the Eight Great Kingdoms period, and he didn't even carry a piece of close-fitting soft armor.

Because he knows—

Negotiations on this dragon ship...... If the talks collapse, it is likely that there will be no return.

He left the gun at the end of the deck and whispered "Don't dismantle the cloth" without the slightest hesitation, following Qi Shu's steps.

Walking forward, behind the deck of the dragon ship, there was a wide corridor, and Ning Fengsleeve looked left and right, not only halberders, but also shield guards and crossbowmen...... The entire dragon ship is full of all kinds of troops.

He followed Qi Shu in silence.

"Chen Wanjuan did something unforgivable...... You and I both know the essence of this matter, how to argue is meaningless, since it is on the table, then you should understand that the Northern Wei Dynasty needs to pay the price for the matter of the only son of the champion Hou. ”

Qi Shu walked all the way, opening his mouth all the way, followed by the cautious Wang Luo Great Divine General.

A high platform was built on the dragon boat, and at the top, there was a pavilion.

Ascending the gazebo, the cool veil rolls, you can see the distance, and a thin river fog rises on the river surface at this moment.

Ning Fengsleeve only glanced at it slightly, unable to see what was happening in the distance.

"The letter of the purple robe...... To be honest, it surprised me. ”

Qi Shu, who was sitting on the side of the pavilion, lightly knocked on the table with his fist: "Luoyang is willing to cede territory...... As a price in exchange for peace. ”

Ning Fengsleeve came to his senses at this time.

He was ordered to come to Qijiang in danger, and the information he got was very simple, no matter what Qi Liang asked, in order to save the last breath, the Northern Wei was willing to agree.

But he didn't expect that Luoyang had already made the choice to cede territory.

Ning Feng's face was not good-looking.

The soldiers who surrendered without a fight, and cut the land of the Great Wei without a fight.

He thought that Luoyang would be willing to give a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry, or a part of the trade negotiations, in exchange for a short period of recuperation...... He never thought that the situation had become so urgent that Luoyang was forced to make this choice.

Next, Qi Shu looked at Ning Fengsleeve like a fool, and more like looking at the purple-robed great master who wrote a letter to him.

He said with a little playfulness: "What is the territory you choose to give up...... Xiguan?"

Wang Luo, who was standing on the side, lowered his eyebrows, and when he heard this sentence from Mr. Qi Shu's mouth, he only felt extremely funny.

Tiger venom does not eat children.

One country, cut land and seek peace...... Those who chose to cede were the regions with the most powerful combat power and the strongest in recent years.

"It seems that Luoyang has lost hope of subduing Xiguan. Qi Shu closed his eyes slightly, and the gaze that occasionally leaked out fell on the Jiang Wu in the distance: "Is this counting on Qi Liang helping the Northern Wei Dynasty to beat Jiang Qingyi to his knees and recover the territory for the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

Ning Fengsleeve kept smiling, and his fists resting on his knees were slowly clenched.

He took a deep breath quietly, but the green tendons on his forehead bulged uncontrollably.

Wrath.

There are no more emotions than anger.

Whose idea was this......

Those people, those people in Luoyang...... Why do you refuse to admit your mistakes, why do you have to force people to a dead end? Jiang Qingyi has come to the present step by step, which step is not Luoyang's persecution, which step is not Luoyang's self-righteousness to cut off all retreats and force people to a desperate situation?

The civil war in the Northern Wei Dynasty also involved Qi Liang and suppressed Jiang Qingyi together.

Can this usher in peace?

Jiang Qingyi died, luring the wolf into the house, is that the peace they want?

The outcome of this negotiation is left aside for the time being, and the content of this negotiation alone...... How ridiculous is that?

"Knowing that this is a fire pit, and still willing to jump into it, I have to admire your courage...... And ignorance. Qi Shu smiled, the distance was not more than a foot, and he asked slowly: "Luoyang is not naïve to think...... Lanling City chose to become a teacher because of Chen Wanjuan? Things have come to this point, and there is still room for redemption?"

Ning Fengsleeve suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the hairs on his body stood up.

The crossbowmen who stayed on the dragon boat began to silently reload the strings, pressing the arrows onto the machine springs.

The aura of slaughter swept by, and the sound of loading arrows on the deck of the dragon ship was one after another......

Qi Shu asked softly, "Is Mr. Ning angry for Xiguan?"

No waiting for an answer.

His Majesty was equally outraged and ashamed of such a betrayal of his comrades. ”

Separated by a green pear wood table.

Above the gazebo.

Qi Shu stood up.

"The dignified Great Wei, vainly the northern country, 40,000 miles of floating land, abandoning Xiguan to live and die, and treating living beings as grass mustard ......"

"Today, I am Qi Liang, striving for a million halberds, 100 dragon ships, the name is justified, the sky and the people return, one is for the revenge of His Royal Highness, and the other is for the cangli and violent ......"

Qi Shu's eyes were firmly fixed on Ning Fengsleeve, who was sitting opposite the pavilion, the four feudal kings of the Northern Wei Dynasty had already gone to the third, and the only one was the Heavenly Wolf Domain King in front of him.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite the gazebo already knew that this negotiation was just a joke when he heard Qi Shu speak...... The fire pit, this is indeed a fire pit, but no matter how big and deep the fire pit is, now it is placed in front of the Northern Wei Dynasty, is there still a choice?

The vigilance of the martial artist made Ning Fengsleeve sit on the gazebo chair, as if sitting on pins and needles all the time, still holding his knees at the moment, with the last trace of luck in his heart, he sighed and asked, "Sir...... What exactly do you want to say?"

The weak scholar who stood up smiled, took out the purple talisman on his waist, pressed it on the table, and slowly pushed it forward.

A Tiger Talisman.

From the south up.

Qi Shu stared at Ning Feng's sleeves.

The next sentence was to be spoken for the old man who was standing on the riverbank and staring at the northern kingdom at the moment.

On the tiger talisman, the fierce gods are vicious and lifelike......

Just like His Majesty said, Qi Liang has nineteen Dao realms, nineteen great vassal kings, and one hundred and thirty-seven thousand eight hundred divisions...... Brilliant and mighty, heaven and earth can be measured!

Qi Liang fierce tiger, riding the wind to the south.

I've been waiting for this moment for too many years......

There was silence up and down the dragon boat, the sound of the bow and crossbow taut was mixed with the sound of nervous and faint breathing, and only Qi Shu's firm voice could be heard from the pavilion......

"I want to destroy Wei. ”

......

......

"Huh. ”

After a brief silence, the man sitting across from him smiled self-deprecatingly.

There are many meanings in laughter, there are painful struggles, there is relief, and more is mockery of oneself.

I had already expected the current outcome when I set off, but I never thought about the so-called negotiations...... The ending of failure is so crisp and neat, there is no room for redemption.

"I guess Qi Liang's dragon boat is ...... now When I arrived at the southern line, I took advantage of the fact that I was not prepared...... It's shameless and reasonable. ”

Ning Fengsleeve slightly loosened his fists, and after learning that there was no room for recovery, he seemed to be relieved, calmly staring at the eyes of the young scholar in front of him, Qi Shu did not nod or shake his head, so he got his own answer, through the thick river fog, he turned his head slightly, obviously he couldn't see anything, but he seemed to see the conflict that broke out at this moment on the south bank of the river line of the Northern Wei Dynasty...... Now that the war has begun, then sit in the gazebo and wait for the long-awaited negotiations, which have not had time to start, have already ended.

Ning Fengsleeve lowered his head, smiled, and muttered softly, "Why is this so?"

Qi Shu said expressionlessly: "You have to blame yourself." ”

"Ah......" Ning Fengsleeve was slightly stunned, raised his head after a while, and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

In the next moment, the pavilion tulle collapsed, Wang Luo pressed Qi Shu's shoulder and threw it back, and in mid-air, his palm exerted force, and he pushed the scholar out of his hand gently.

Qi Shu was caught by the armor waiting under the gazebo, staggered two steps, his face was a little pale, looked up, beside his ears, the arrows burst out, and the cool breeze above his head rolled upside down - the curtain of the pavilion collapsed in an instant, the two figures stuck together, the palm claws were like tigers, Ning Feng's sleeves lifted the table, the fragile green wood table was smashed by the whistling palm wind, Wang Luo Dashen grabbed the green wood with one hand, and pressed it on the shoulder of the great feudal king in front of him, and his complexion changed slightly in an instant.

Ning Fengsleeve has been immersed in martial arts for many years, and when the Eight Great Powers conquered, he was among the few nine products, and he was forced by the demons in his heart to continue to break through.

Tianque's intelligence gave a very regrettable evaluation of Ning Fengsleeve.

Stop at nine products for life, and it is difficult to advance an inch.

The time of the Eight Kingdoms is very different from the Spring and Autumn Period, when the nine products are like dry seedlings, and at this time they are like carp crossing the river, but if they have some qualifications, they are young enough, they are willing to work hard, and they have the support of pills...... It's always that far.

However, under this grasp, Wang Luo was extremely shocked, his fingertips fell, and there was a loud sound, Ning Feng's sleeves, who were dressed in a simple warrior suit, trembled slightly, and the palm he fell was shocked and bounced open, the tiger's mouth cracked, and his five fingers were numb.

He also refines his body...... What kind of physique is this?

It's not just the realm of Little King Kong!

Before he had time to think, the sound of the scalp-numbing arrow breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and Wang Luo took a step backwards, grabbed the big pillar of the pavilion with one hand, and the thick stone pillar was broken by him, and it was in the center of the column...... Grab a big gun!

Qi Liang's second god general, who once fought with the demon clan's great sage, poked out the spear in an instant after taking out the spear, the tip of the spear was like a dragon, and the entire pavilion shattered under a shot, flying stones splashed everywhere, and then the overwhelming shadow of arrows flooded the high platform.

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（PS; 1 Sorry, there was a clerical error in these two chapters, Ning Fengsleeve first wrote it wrong as Ning Zhiyuan, and then miswrote it as Ning Fengzhi...... Changed back. 2 Recently, I tried to save the manuscript of the code, and I want to ask everyone, if the code is out of the manuscript, are you willing to see the outbreak of the concentration, or are you willing to send it out directly?)