"Tsk, it's really the sun coming out in the west!"

Shi Zhixuan rubbed a letter in his fingertips, frowned, and muttered to himself.

This letter came from the Yin Sect, but it was passed on to the "Black Heaven Demon Venerable" through Zhang Sengqiu's channel.

The letter was concise and to the point, saying that it was for the "Black Heaven Demon Venerable" to leave the location and secret mark of the joint, meet again, discuss cooperation, and hint that he was willing to grant him the [Heavenly Demon Strategy] stored by the Yin Sect......

Of course, Shi Zhixuan didn't believe this kind of "sincerity" that seemed to be true to the falsehood, but he was 100% sure that the Yin Sect was going to play tricks again.

Not to mention that the Yin Sect has not reached the point of exhaustion, let's just say that the style of people in the Demon Gate harms others and is not beneficial to themselves, and the possibility of pulling people to back their backs is much higher than the possibility of compromise!

Shi Zhixuan didn't think about capturing Lou Zhaojun and Zhu Yuyan and forcing them to hand over the [Heavenly Demon Strategy] of the Yin Sect, but he was not sure that he would wipe out the Yin Sect.

Therefore, in this way, the biggest possibility is that Lou Zhaojun and Zhu Yuyan swear to the death, and the remnants of the Yin Sect will lurk and find another daughter with excellent qualifications to inherit the Heavenly Demon Strategy, and then when will the old-fashioned retribution be done......

Otherwise, Shi Zhixuan would have used the vest of the "Black Heaven Demon Venerable" to attack the Yin Sect's lair in Northern Qi and do whatever he wanted...... Ahem!

After thinking about it, Shi Zhixuan still decided to make an appointment, no matter how the Yin Sect calculated, he always had to give some sweetness first, just like fishing, he had to throw away the bait.

Otherwise, if they just talk in the vernacular after meeting, not only will their calculations be unsustainable, but they will also make the "Black Sky Demon Venerable" resentful of being shabu-shabu - if a supreme assassin deliberately adds to the blockage of the Yin Sect, it will definitely be enough for them to drink a pot.

The palm was blazing and the true qi was slightly exhaled, and the letterhead turned into ashes in an instant. Float out the window.

Shi Zhixuan's eyes flickered. Secretly thought: Swallow the fragrant bait in one bite. The bright and dangling fish hook is not sensitive!

It was dusk in the western mountains, and it was dusk in the blink of an eye.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

There was a knock on the door, and Shi Zhixuan, who was splashing ink at the desk, kept in his hands, and said lightly: "Please come in!"

A janitor came in to salute and report: "General Pei, Duke Wei has prepared a singing and dancing banquet in Manqingyuan to celebrate the victory of our army. You can go to all of them. ”

What kind of moth is Yu Wenzhi doing again?...... Shi Zhixuan raised his eyebrows, thinking secretly.

Speaking from the bottom of his heart, he despises these emperors and princes nowadays, down to the rivers and lakes wanderers, who are like bees smelling honey, they love to go to the Qinglou, and they think they are stupid manifestations of amorous * elegant things.

Don't they know that the first-class brand of Qinglou is just a peripheral defective product cultivated by the Yin Sect, and the Yin Sect and Cihang Jingzhai have one genuine product per generation. Is it really collectible?

After thinking about it, he turned to the guards and said, "You thank Your Majesty for Ben General." Let's just say that Ben Jiang occasionally felt it today, and he was about to retreat and practice for the night, so he didn't go to join in the fun.

I wish Your Majesty and all your colleagues a happy return!"

The Janissaries were ordered to leave.

coincided with You Chuhong coming in, and when he heard that he had rejected the Qinglou Meicha that men were eager for, his beautiful eyes flashed with joy, but he pretended to be surprised: "When did you change your character?"

I heard that Man Qingyuan's top brand color and art are excellent, and they have recently trained a group of Qingwan people who are very good at singing and dancing, and they may have to open *** buds tonight......

It's too late for you to regret it now, do you want me to call back that janissary for you?"

"The new Qingwan man?" Shi Zhixuan pinched his chin and muttered to himself, gradually frowning, and immediately felt that something was wrong.

After all, according to Yuwenzhi's greedy and despicable nature, if there is really a stunning pure man, he should hide it and eat alone.

And once the banquet of the monarch and the ministers is organized, the distribution power of the Qingwan people will fall into the hands of Yuwen Yong, and most of the good goods will not be Yuwenzhi's turn.

In this kind of thing related to the enjoyment of the lower *half* body, Yuwenzhi is definitely not stupid, how could he send a ** girl to Yuwenyong for nothing?

Don't give thorny roses, do you?

You Chuhong looked at him contemplatively and was silent, thinking that he was really tempted, and couldn't help but snort angrily.

Shi Zhixuan came back to his senses and said with great righteousness: "We are righteous men and gentlemen, pillars of a country, how can we go to the Qinglou *Chicken* Pavilion and other places where dirt is hidden?"

It's just a vulgar powder, what a way!"

You Chuhong snorted twice, and then his eyes wandered: "Forget you!"

As night falls, the lights come on.

On weekdays, singing and laughing, the Manqing Garden, where the warblers and swallows are endless, is lonely and quiet today, and in the afternoon, thousands of guards come here to clear the blockade, and the surrounding water is impassable.

From the beginning of autumn, when the first touch of cold light was sprinkled at the gate of the courtyard, Yu Wenyong and the generals came belatedly, and entered the flower garden under the enthusiasm of the old bustard of the half-old and several popular girls.

Yuwen Zhi followed closely by Yuwen Yong's side, regretting that "Pei Ju" did not arrive this time, but with a roll of his eyes, he said in Yuwen Yong's ear: "Brother Huang, Pei Ju is so fateful and disobedient to the good intentions of the imperial brother, it is really ill-intentioned......"

Yu Wenyong glanced at him with deep meaning while driving straight in, and said lightly: "Pei Qing has such skills at a young age, and most of them are stoic and ascetic.

It's common sense that these people are not good at fishing, and the emperor doesn't have to worry about it!"

Yuwen hung his head to cover the gloom in his eyes, and responded: "What the imperial brother said is very true!"

The old bustard pointed to the most beautiful Qingmei Pavilion in the garden, and flattered: "Your Majesty, please!"

Yu Wenyong bowed slightly, and when he slowly stepped on the wooden steps first, he suddenly felt a gaze on the side, and quickly turned his head.

With his sharp eyesight, he only saw a light skirt at the corner of another attic more than ten feet away, and he couldn't help but be secretly strange.

Yuwen saw that he suddenly stopped, and asked softly, "Brother Huang, what's wrong?"

Yu Wenyong pondered for a moment, and always felt that the gaze seemed familiar, but he was not sure, so he could only shake his head and say, "It's okay, let's go......"

When the backs of a group of dozens of people gradually disappeared into the attic, just as far as Yu Wenyong's line of sight could see, a beautiful figure with a light veil and a masked face quietly emerged.

There was a slight smugness in his eyes, and he snorted in a low voice: "What Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is eloquent and strategic, wise and martial, but he is just a young and young child!"

If your aunt and grandmother really give you a taste of sweetness, you won't obey your aunt's words?"

After a giggle and a sneer, she brewed a little, the charm between her eyebrows disappeared, her eyes became pure and lovely, and her posture was like a girlish figure to a spacious wing room in the attic, and she pushed the door in.

I only heard the words of Yingying Yanyan inside, and a middle-aged woman greeted: "Cai'er is here, wait a while, your song and dance, but the finale, especially Cai'er, must not make a mistake!" (To be continued.) )