"Second Miss ......"

Looking at the back of Liu Chen taking Beigong Fu away, Ji Wanzhu smiled, and a fine light flashed in her eyes from time to time, until the housekeeper walked into the room cautiously and draped a snow-white fur on her shoulders.

"Mama Liu, tell me, has Yi'er changed a lot when she came back from the north this time. ”

Mama Liu laughed dryly, bowed slightly and said softly: "The young master is more like an uncle." ”

"No!" Speaking of Liu Qing, Ji Wanzhu's expression was a little confused, and she was silent for a long time, she frowned lightly and smiled bitterly: "He is not like the second brother." ”

"Oh. Mama Liu smiled and nodded, but no longer took Ji Wanzhu's words, and waited until the weather outside was a little warmer, she helped Ji Wanzhu back to the soft collapse, lit the incense in the room, and Mama Liu retired.

In the early spring afternoon, with a hint of fresh breeze, the crowds on Suzaku Street were crowded, Liu Chen took Beigong Fu to find a tea shop at random, and at the location of the street, the two could clearly see the stage across the street.

Today's performance is Cangzhou's opera troupe, Qinhuaihe's song stage name moves the world, and the Cangzhou opera comes to Chang'an, which is also quite popular.

With the rapid sound of gongs and drums, the huge roller shutters on the stage were slowly lifted, and the horns in different costumes came out, and when the drums sounded in unison, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience.

"What is this playing?" Beigong Fu asked with a smile at Liu Chen while washing the teacup in boiling water: "Xia Guo's opera is very funny. ”

"Martial God Breaking Array Song!" Liu Chen squinted his eyes slightly, listening to the melodious and magnificent music, he shook his head while stretching out his fingers with intoxication, and gently tapping the beat on the table.

"Martial God Breaking Array Song?" Beigong Fu looked at the huge stage, suddenly thick smoke billowed out, accompanied by the sound of drums, two groups of people were fighting on it, and when the fight was in full swing, the cheers of the audience almost covered up the gongs and drums on the stage.

"In the beginning of the Taishi period, the main army of the Protoss stormed Langyatai, Emperor Gaozu took the main force of the Terran and Zhou Xuan for several months, when the two armies were at a stalemate, the eight princesses of the Kingdom of God led the most elite Xue Lingwei of the Protoss to bypass the defense line of the Terrans, so that the lone army attacked Yanmen Pass, and the news of the emergency of Yanmen Pass made the Terran army panic, if the Eight Princesses broke the Yanmen Pass, then the situation we pulled back before would have to collapse. ”

"At the moment of life and death, the martial god Lu Xiu led a battalion of strong troops to rush to help, after seven days of bloody battle, Lu Sheng's array beheaded the eight princesses of the Snow Country, and the Xue Lingwei who had galloped on the battlefield and won a hundred battles has finally become history, when Emperor Gaozu's reinforcements arrived at Yanmen Pass, the entire Yanmen Pass has become a scorched earth. insisted that the army of the Kingdom of God did not cross the Yanmen Pass by half a step. Later, the kingdom of God retreated north, and Emperor Gaozu wrote in his memoirs: 'My brother is repairing, the sword is here, and the country is there!'"

Listening to Liu Chen's slow narration, Beigong Fu looked at the stage in the distance with an indifferent face, and the little student who was dressed as a martial god flew down from a high altitude and directly cut down the eight princesses of the kingdom of God on the horse, and as the eight princesses of the kingdom of God fell to the ground, the fiery red Terran banner finally filled the entire stage.

"You Terrans always like to deify your predecessors, and at the same time you want to scandalize your opponents beyond recognition. "Opera is always too exaggerated, the eight princesses of the Kingdom of God on the stage have been shaped into a monster with teeth and claws, those gods and armies, all of them are ugly and obscene, looking at it, Beigong Fu's brows slowly rose, in her heart, such a distorted interpretation of history is really infuriating.

"When you are in a desperate situation, people need heroes!" Liu Chen smiled, seeing that Beigong Fu's face was not happy, he got up and sat down beside her, patted her shoulder and said: "It is precisely because of the strength of the Protoss that these heroes are needed to dispel the haze in our hearts, they can give us courage and make us understand that some things are more important than life!"

The opera on the other side of the street continued, Liu Chen comforted Beigong Fu, took her chubby little hand, and left the tea shop together and walked through Suzaku Street.

"The Protoss is not as unbearable as you think, you have also seen, our Spirit Race is quiet by nature, and is not good at fighting, but these tens of thousands of years have lived in the barren mountains, the Protoss has treated us very kindly, and there has been no bullying of the weak, I remember when I was a child, most of the time was spent in Chaoge, every day, I have to go to Chaoge with the elders of the clan, trade some daily necessities, compared to the merchants of the human race, we think that the elders of the Protoss are more amiable!"

Liu Chen nodded, did not admit or deny what Beigong Fu said, and when the girl was sent back to the Cangguo Mansion, Liu Chen returned to the academy, and his cultivation was restored, and tomorrow, the competition of the Luming Banquet will continue.

Early the next morning, the square by the Huaqing Pond was once again full of spectators from all over Kyushu, and the deer banquet was nearing the end.

The casinos in the market are full of people, some people lose overnight, some people win a lot of money after a competition, and all kinds of complex voices fill the entire Chang'an.

"Sixteen into eight, the first game, Yibu Liu Mo vs. Wubu Liu Chen!"

With the cheers of the people, Liu Chen and Liu Mo stood in the ring. That Liu Mo was wearing a cotton and linen shirt, his strong and dark forearms were exposed, and his slightly ruddy cheeks made Liu Chen unconsciously think of his third uncle Liu Shayun. That touch of ruddy is baked by staying by the fire all year round.

"I watched your previous competition, your swordsmanship is very exquisite, and your previous opponents didn't let you go all out. After looking at Liu Chen for a long time, Liu Mo said lightly in a dull voice: "I hope my sword can make you go all out!"

"How is it possible, Liu Chen didn't use all his strength?"

"Uncle Ban Ziming, Zhou Xin...... They are all favorites to win the championship, is Liu Chen really so strong?"

"Impossible!"

Liu Mo's voice is not big or small, enough for people who are very close to the ring to hear very clearly, for Liu Mo, people understand, he is a genius from Cangzhou, is the only son of the sect master of the Wind and Cold Sect of the Tibetan Soldier Valley, he has been practicing in the Sword Casting Peak since he was a child, and the peak master of the Sword Casting Peak in the Tibetan Soldier Valley is Liu Shayun, who is the third in the world on the Tianji list, originally when Liu Mo entered the academy, everyone thought that he was going to enter the martial arts department, no matter how bad it was, it was also the Taoist department, but no one thought that in the end he would go to the art department and enter the academy for more than a year, Liu Mo was almost unknown, every day, he stayed in the back mountain of the academy, either striking iron or practicing, no matter what others thought, he himself thought that he was first a swordsmithand then a swordsman.

Liu Mo's reason for participating in the Luming Banquet is also very simple, the reward for the leader is the divine soldier "Moon Cage Sand" cast by Liu Shayun, the world's first swordsmith more than ten years ago, and being able to observe the skills of Moon Cage Sand is the biggest dream of every swordsmith, as for Emperor Ji or something, he has no interest.

"Your apprentice?" In the Accord, Wu Qiuyu sighed lightly, and then looked at Liu Shayun beside him with a smile and said, "Brother Shan, tell me, can this Liu Mo beat Yi'er?"

"Four months ago, Yi'er was not as good as him, and now, he is not as good as Yi'er!" Liu Shayun slowly stood up and walked to the window, he wanted to see this competition more clearly.

"How do you know that I didn't use all my strength?" Liu Chen was a little confused by Liu Mo's words, and after a long time, he replied: "In every game before, I won a good risk, so is it still called not using all my strength?"

"Every time you fight, you use the Sanchai Sword Technique of Wushen Peak, the Sanchai Sword Technique only has three moves, it is the open-door sword technique of the disciples of Tai Chi Guan, which is designed to be fast and accurate, nothing more than a split, a stab, and a pick. If you only practice these three moves, most of the cocoons in your sword holding hands should be in the tiger's mouth position, but I see that in addition to the calluses in the tiger's mouth, you also have a lot of new calluses on the palm mound and palm surface, which shows that in the past two years, you have learned new swordsmanship!" (To be continued.) )