The banquet in the Qinglong Hall of the Kunwu faction has been lined up, and Yan Feixue deliberately added an extra carved rosewood chair with gold trim next to the main seat to entertain Yang Zhe, a distinguished guest from the capital. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe tense atmosphere between the two sides has long disappeared, Yang Zhe is holding a wine glass to persuade Yan Feixue to drink, Yan Feixue is smiling and returning the salute, and the bystanders are also happy.

The main figures of the two sides were present on the left and right, but there was no hostility, and everyone chatted happily, as if the recent war was just a dream.

The leader who followed Yang Zhe to visit the major factions this time seemed to be Yang Muchen, the young lord of the Moon Mansion, after the battle of Huizhou, the former young master was a lot calmer, dressed in a cyan robe, with a smile on his face, and his eyes slightly revealed a trace of essence, which invisibly made him add some city mansions.

I don't know what the reason is that Yang Xuerao, who has a pivotal position in the Moon Mansion, did not come this time, maybe it was because it was inconvenient for her daughter's family to show her face, maybe she was accompanied by Yang Muchen, a cousin, to be closer to the emperor's own family, or maybe it was the cultivation of her own son, these are all the considerations of Yang Xiaotian, an old fox, how can outsiders know everything.

Yang Muchen was toasting frequently with the first man who was a mighty horse, and if the young mansion master could intersect so tortuously, his identity would definitely be noble. The man was wearing a seven-foot sword, and he was neatly dressed in the mighty Mingguang armor on a hot day, covering the well-proportioned body without a trace of fat, sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, bronze skin, and explosive muscles, which made people can't help but admire at first sight, he is really a good man.

The man returned the salute to Yang Muchen calmly, and the wine was only a superficial taste at the moment, Yang Muchen did not feel embarrassed, and continued to signal the clan disciples sitting at the end with his eyes, so that they could toast with the general man one by one. And he himself stood up, picked up the exquisite gold wine glass, and toasted to Yan Feixue, the head of the Kunwu faction: "Little nephew Yang Muchen, on behalf of the father of the family, I respect the head of the Yan family! The last time I was in Huizhou, my father deeply regretted it! I hope that I can see the demeanor of the head of Yan at the martial arts conference of the Lantern Festival next year, and I believe that the people of the whole capital will rush to crowd the gate of this mansion!"

"Giggle......

Yan Feixue smiled with a smile, she raised her glass and saluted back: "Mu Chenxian's nephew is too polite, please tell your father, Yan Feixue will definitely visit the martial arts conference! ”

Hearing this, Yang Muchen turned to Yan Qing and said sincerely: "Brother Yan, Mu Chen toasts you!

Yan Qing was still struggling with the battle just now, and when she heard this, she hurriedly picked up the wine glass and stood up, drank all the contents of the cup, and saluted back: "Brother Mu Chen is polite! Although Kunwu Mountain is located in the north, there are still a few passable scenery, if Brother Mu Chen is interested, he will accompany him!"

"Brother Yan invited, Mu Chen did not allow it, such a magnificent scenery is rare in the capital!"

Yang Muchen said calmly: "It's a pity that the Kunwu faction suffered heavy casualties in the battle of the Huizhou Senate, and the foolish brother didn't help much, so I'm deeply ashamed!" But Brother Yan was in Huishui City at that time, but he didn't attend the meeting, I don't know what the secret is, otherwise we should have become friends a long time ago!"

Yan Qing had already learned from Luo Cheng what kind of person Yang Muchen was, of course it was impossible to become any friends with him, but this kid seemed to have grown a lot, and Yan Qing had to deal with it well, he put down his wine glass and hugged his fists and said: "Yan Qing acted according to orders at that time, and it was a pity that he lost all hands with Brother Mu Chen!"

Yang Muchen was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Zhe: "You two are not too tired, Brother Mu Chen, you are less noisy, and the younger brother can't wait to see the singing and dancing specially prepared by Master Yan!"

Yan Qing heard the words and sat down on the donkey, he was worried about Luo Cheng's life and death, and worried about the grudge between the two sides, where did he have time to deal with the straw bag, and drank wine by himself, now even Li Lao is gone, he has become a lonely person in the Kunwu faction, and there is only one relative of the master. The wine was sad, and after a few glasses, Yan Qing's head was already dizzy and almost didn't know where he was......

Yang Muchen was choked by his cousin, who was a few years younger than him, his face was slightly embarrassed, he quickly covered it up by pouring wine, and when he sat down, his expression was already as usual, and he staggered with his brothers with a smile.

Yan Feixue smiled and took in everything, patted the jade hand, and six beautiful flower butterflies floated in in response, each butterfly was dressed in a light silk robe, and the belly pocket on the chest could only cover the most important parts, making the proud twin peaks more prominent, the slender waist, slender legs, and the crystal jade feet with the shining silver bells on the ankles reflected each other in the graceful dance posture, and the crisp bell also made everyone feel that the cat's claws tickled and sultry......

Although he was left out in the cold, the wine and meat monk was contented, his eyes lit up as he looked at the fleshy singing and dancing, his saliva flowed, and he completely forgot the unhappiness just now.

The Lu Daoren beside him was cut off by Fang Yi's right hand during the battle, how could he forget this kind of festival with his character of being a fierce match, he had no intention of drinking, his eyes glared fiercely at the enemy on the table, eager to eat his flesh and blood. On the contrary, Fang Yi responded to his hatred with a smile, and raised his glass to each other like a friend, which made him even more angry, and his bull's eyes were about to bulge out, and it was very ridiculous to look at it.

Qiu Hei sat down and poured himself a drink under Yan Feixue, his face was unfathomable, now even Li Ruihai's old guy was squeezed out, he was already under one person in the Kunwu faction, and he had no intention of participating in the intrigue between juniors, but it was a pity that he didn't pull out the thorn in the side of Luo Cheng and Li Ruihai, otherwise the old guy should have a good drink now.

Leng Ao dealt with Pan Ziling without a match, thinking about the future in his heart, he was a little confused for a while, today's battle, he was shaken by his own treasure pressure on the Kunwu faction, where to go in the future, but he had to think about it, he didn't want to be tied to this tree.

On the contrary, Pan Ziling's heart is hot, in the faction he hates Yan Qing the most, now seeing that the opponent is depressed, he is extremely happy, although the words of the head just now seem to mean something, but the time is still long, although this war did not achieve the expected effect, what he did is remarkable, I believe that the head of the family will also remember it in his heart, who can laugh to the end and see!

Everyone has their own agendas, but they are all muffled by the noise of singing and dancing, and perhaps the only one who really appreciates the singing and dancing is the man who looks like a general.

After the singing and dancing, the six beautiful butterflies floated away, Yang Zhe was still unsatisfied, and proposed to Yan Feixue: "The singing and dancing just now is not very enjoyable, is there any other entertainment program for Master Yan?"

Yan Feixue asked rhetorically, "What is Yang Gongzi's good proposal?"

Yang Zhe opened the paper fan and shook it gently, pretended to think about it for a moment, and proposed: "All of you here are children of the rivers and lakes, and it is common for you to meet friends with martial arts, why don't you and I have one person each, and it is better to try it with bare hands?"

"Just as Yang Gongzi invited!"

Yan Feixue looked around at everyone and said in a low voice: "The disciples can voluntarily step forward, and it is inevitable to be afraid of fighting hand-to-hand in martial arts, and it is better to use weapons, but remember to stop at the point, don't hurt the harmony of the two families." ”

"Since Master Yan agreed, it won't work without a lottery!"

Yang Zhe took off the double dragon jade pendant he was wearing, solemnly showed it to everyone, and said with a smile: "This jade pendant is said to come from the flying stone outside the sky, and it is also a treasure in the royal family.

Yan Feixue smiled and said: "How can ordinary people tolerate such a valuable thing, Yang Gongzi can really joke, or this seat uses his own swordsmanship as a color! If any talent can be better, this seat promises to teach him three swordsmanship, so good?"

Yang Zhe saw that the treacherous plan succeeded, and took the lead in applauding and cheering, which immediately led the emotions of everyone present, although it was a pity not to get the treasure jade, but Yan Feixue's swordsmanship was not idle, if he really understood such martial arts, everyone would be used for a lifetime, and the family knew which was more important. Pan Ziling was the first to stand up, clasped his fists to the opposite side and said: "Pan Ziling of the Xia Kunwu faction, I am willing to teach the high moves of the Moon Mansion!"

Yang Muchen is also very eager for that swordsmanship, although his father also uses a sword like a god, but he has many skills that are not pressing, and he can also probe the bottom of the opponent for his father, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds. However, he respected his identity and never dared to end up easily, so he could only use his eyes to signal the children of the clan to explore the reality of the other party first.

Yang Fan, as a master second only to Brother Nai in the Moon Mansion, stood up, hugged Pan Ziling slightly, and said: "Brother Pan is so interested, Yang Fan of the Moon Mansion will meet you for a while!"

Without Yan Feixue's orders, the disciples quickly stepped forward to help everyone clean up, and after a while, a large area was vacated, except for Yan Feixue drinking Yang Zhe, everyone else sat close to the wall, and watched the competition while tasting wine and food, which had a unique flavor.

In the center of the field, the two stood facing each other, their eyes were staring at each other, looking for a flaw, Yang Fan stood with his sword, quite a bit arrogant, seeing that the other party had no weapons in his hand, he was stunned and said: "Brother Pan, don't deliberately want to let it, otherwise it won't be glorious if you win!"

Pan Ziling smiled slightly, and said confidently: "Although Brother Fan is attacking, he has his own means!"

"Since Your Excellency wants to bring humiliation on yourself, then Yang Fan is offended!"

Yang Fan stepped on the unique unicorn step of the Moon Chasing Mansion, and in a moment he flashed to Pan Ziling's side, and with a move to chase Yan Attack diagonally towards the flying slash, he tried to cut through the opponent's robe and make him make a fool of himself in public.

With a "ding" sound, the sword didn't know what it had collided with, and he couldn't move forward half an inch, but Yang Fan was so shocked by the force of the shock that he almost let off the long sword. Frightened, he hurriedly wanted to get out and regain his strength, how could Pan Ziling let him get his wish, he was good at using darts, the self-made darts were made of stainless steel, not only sharp but also extremely hard, just now he took advantage of Yang Fan's arrogant psychology, and blocked Yang Fan's blow with the darts hidden in the palm of his hand.

Yang Fan hurriedly waved his sword to protect him, but he barely blocked the three darts that flew in, but Pan Ziling had already bullied him, and with a light pat, Yang Fan suddenly took off his long sword, 'Bang'...... The piercing voice made Yang Fan blush as if drunk, and he retreated back to his seat in a daze, forgetting even the most basic courtesy......

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