In an instant, the roof tiles were all broken.
Everyone watched the last piece of broken tile fall from under Bai Ying's feet, and Bai Ying sank.
Everyone was about to cheer, when Bai Ying suddenly paused.
Immediately, everyone opened their eyes wide, and saw an icicle suddenly stretched out from under the feet of the man in white, and the lightning extended to both ends, hitting the left and right roofs.
The icicles became beams, and above the icicles, the ice surface suddenly extended, like two ice tiles extending to both sides, gradually overflowing the roof.
It can be described as a strange scene, an ice beam traverses, the roof above the head is completely made of ice tiles, through the transparent roof, one can see the clear sky, twinkling stars, and a cold moon in the distant clouds.
Looking at the past moon from that layer of transparent ice screen, it is particularly desolate and cool, with some fuzzy light fainting, and the starlight seems to have become a little bigger, in clusters, like cold torches.
Before the ice tiles were completely closed, the man slowly landed and sat gently on the ice beam.
The cold moon and sky are covered with transparent tiles above his head, and the icicles and beams under his body, and the corners of his snow-white clothes hang down, fluttering in the air.
With such a background, such a posture, and looking up at the past like this, that person seems to have crossed the starlight, walked on the cold moon, came from the cold, and was relegated to the world in his snow clothes without being stained by dust.
The guards held their breath involuntarily. While being shocked by the artistic conception of such a fairy posture, they also vigilantly noticed the danger—the icicle was only as thick as an arm, and the tall person sitting there showed no sign of breaking.
This martial art is enough to shock the world.
The guards tried to protect the man in brocade clothes, but the man in brocade clothes smiled and said, "Hey, how are you injured?"
The man on the ice didn't answer, and his clothes were flamboyant.
"Your hands are very beautiful, but is it really good to use ice and snow to heal your wounds in front of me?" The man in brocade clothes still looked too lazy to get up, hugging his three catties of bright yellow soft brocade quilt, shaking his head, "In terms of wisdom, I may not lose Here you are; in terms of force, you are in a period of weakness, if you fight with me, you will lose."
"Injuries are my weakness, but you also have yours." The man in white on the icicle finally spoke, his voice clear and cold, "Fight with me, do you want to be alone?"
The Jinyi man's face changed, he turned to look at his guards, and at some point, they had all fallen down.
He seemed a little surprised, looked at it with a frown, didn't rush forward to check, just flipped over the German under his feet like a dead dog, glanced at it, and sighed.
"Cunning enough."
The corner of the ice man's lips curled up, automatically counting this as a compliment.
The man in brocade raised his eyebrows, and was slightly surprised in his heart—is there such a capable person in the wilderness? If anyone in Dahuang had this kind of wisdom, he would have annexed Dongtang long ago.
He and the man in white had three rounds, and only two of them knew the subtleties. When the first round of Germans carried the bird's nest soup on the road, the men in white sprinkled poisonous fine ice crystals into the soup. Therefore, the surface of the bird's nest soup lost its temperature quickly, and the German was holding the lower half of the porcelain cup, so he didn't notice the cooling of the surface temperature.
The man in Jinyi seems to be casual, but his eyes are like lightning. When he sees that the heat suddenly disappears, he knows something is wrong. When the temperature is restored, the bird's nest soup that starts to vaporize will evaporate the poisonous part on the surface again and send it into the mouth and nose of the people outside.
Of course, the man in white had already left the window at that time.
Both of them saw through the other's plan, so the man in Jinyi said that it was a draw.
The second round of German free hot pot. The man in white was also nearby, so that the yang inner force heated up the charcoal fire, and the high temperature naturally made German feel hot. Feeling hot, he would naturally think of soaking a cotton towel in ice water to cool down. In fact, if he was just fetching water from the water tank at this time, nothing would happen, but after the first round of things, he must be more careful after that, so he wet a cotton towel with lake water. Among the ice floes, there is naturally the poisonous one.
The wet cotton towel is poisonous, and when it is roasted by the charcoal fire, the poisonous gas will come out. Of course, the poisonous gas cannot reach the soup, but it is directed at the guards around the hot pot who are tidying up the table and preparing the dishes, so this time it is not targeted at the Jinyi people. It was his guards, and the guards really spoke.
He used the same method to trick a person twice. He is also a lazy person, but he just poisoned people without even bothering to change, so he brought down a group of people.
That's why the man in Jinyi was very angry. After he extinguished the charcoal fire, he took the opportunity of drinking the soup and slapped his group of stupid guards hard.
In fact, the guards can't be considered stupid, but in front of these two, no IQ seems to be enough.
So the second round was considered a tie. Because although the white-clothed man poisoned the guards of the brocade-clothed man as he wished, the brocade-clothed man saw through it in time. When he drank the soup, he naturally released the antidote.
The antidote was a detoxification pill developed by himself. It may not be completely symptomatic, but it should not cause the guards to be poisoned to death.
However, in the third round, the guards still fell.
Because the man in white only took half of the poison in the second round, it was an introduction. The third round of ice and snow melon seeds is the real catalyst.
He calculated that the guards would protect the man in brocade clothes, so he was waiting for the guards to make a move.
When the melon seeds rushed back wrapped in ice and snow, they hit the guard, causing the remaining poison to explode, and the guard still couldn't escape his attack.
Strictly speaking, the men in white won.
But now, it is still a draw.
Because he was on the icy beam, he coughed lightly, and an abnormal blush appeared on his snow-white face.
The man in brocade listened carefully to the coughing sound, and smiled slightly, "I suddenly feel that I am bored."
The man in white gave him a look of "When are you not bored anymore?"
"Why would I want to fight a dying man?" The man in Jinyi really looked bored, "It doesn't count as my honor to win."
As if he didn't hear it, he rested his hands on the ice beam and looked in the direction of the front hall.
In this game of wisdom, there will never be a winner. Because they may have their own injuries, or you win the last game and I win the next game. Only by working hard can you completely solve the opponent, and a truly smart person will never work hard casually.
"In my current situation, you can keep me even if you are desperately injured." He said lightly, "But you were injured, and the guards died. No one will serve you in the future, and no one will endure your various weird problems. You have to go back alone. More importantly, you have no use value, do you think Ming Yan'an will tolerate you? Will your enemy allow you to return to the country safely?"
"So, if I persist, both sides will lose?" The man in brocade clothes swept all the melon seed shells outside the house, so as not to break them unevenly, which would be annoying to watch.
The man in white didn't answer, like a moon hanging high in the sky, all the answers in this world are only in the ups and downs of fate.
The man in brocade looked him up and down, and suddenly said, "I suddenly became interested in that Queen Jing."
The sleeves of the man in white trembled slightly, not surprised that the man in brocade had guessed his identity, he just said coldly: "That chef **** in your country, I heard that he has the habit of tasting every food he cooks first."
The Jinyi man narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"
Although he was so arrogant and disdainful that he was not like a human being, he had always looked casual and casual on the outside, but at this moment, his dark and deep eyes flashed with killing intent like a sword, and there was a faint circle of blood red around the pupils, as if hiding evil and evil. blood.
At this moment, his Fengshen beauty is full of infinite evil spirit, it seems that he can draw his sword in an instant and kill the whole world.
But the man in white is still the moon, the cold and clear light that has been going on for thousands of years.
"Each each other," he said.
But the man in brocade suddenly laughed again, lay back holding his bright yellow quilt, and simply closed his eyes, "Come on, you are too weak, as weak as you are, with your physique, you can't get out of the wilderness." Keep an eye on your woman here. Anyway, there are not many days left. I'm afraid that no matter how much you follow and watch, after you die, your woman will follow someone else every minute. Don't be angry at that time Just crawl out of the grave."
"Thank you for your concern." The man in white remained expressionless, "You'd better worry about yourself, whether you can be buried in the imperial tomb. I'm afraid that if you can't be buried in the imperial tomb later, you will have to be buried in the stinky ditch early. But that's okay In the future, if your woman follows someone else, it will be easier for you to climb out of the ditch."
"If I bury a stinky ditch, my woman will sleep there with me." The brocade-clothed man ate sunflower seeds with his eyes closed, enjoying himself, "It's better than your woman being buried with someone else."
"It doesn't matter." The man in white said lightly, "I will be buried on my land after all."
The man in brocade clothes raised the corners of his lips and sneered, as if he was finally impatient to fight with such a seemingly elegant but incomparably vicious mouth, and said softly: "You don't seem to be here to save people? Then what are you running here for?"
"I'll make a promise with you." The man in white said.
"oh?"
"With your temperament, you will stir up wind and rain in the tortoise shell." He said, "I allow you to make a move, but I don't allow you to kill Jing Hengbo."
"You want me to be your queen's whetstone?" Jin Yiren reacted very quickly, "Ha, I can consider it if you ask me."
"In terms of mental ability, she may not need you to let me go." He said, "It's just that you are acting crazy and unscrupulous, but she is kind in her bones. In this regard, she has suffered."
"Are you her husband or nanny?" The man in brocade puffed out, "It's more difficult to temper her without letting her get hurt. You can do such a perverted thing by yourself, I won't accompany you. I'm interested Now, if you want to kill, kill her, let her go to the Heavenly King Rakshasa."
"It's okay to hurt, people always grow through hurt." He said frankly, "It's just that you can't take people's lives with vicious means. If you keep the agreement, I will reward you."
"How to repay?"
"I can send you through the wilderness safely and get what you want; I can also promise to help you once when you need it in the future. You can only choose one of the two."
"Maybe you're dead when I need you."
"With your ambition, you will need it soon. Even if I die, I can help you in my own way."
The man in Jinyi stopped talking and began to eat melon seeds. When he was thinking about problems, he liked to peel and eat melon seeds by himself, and used the melon seed shells to make arrays.
He didn’t have this habit before, it was all cultivated by Little Cake. Little Cake said that eating melon seeds will make people’s minds in a state of emptiness, and their thinking will be scattered and concentrated, which is extraordinarily clear and clear. Mechanical movements will make people think more clearly , It is good for calming the mind and clearing the mind, and melon seeds themselves can also nourish the brain. It is a must-have magic weapon for making decisions about home travel.
In the silent room, there is only the sound of him eating melon seeds, which is monotonous and trivial, making one suspect that there is only one big squirrel in the room.
The man on the beam was not in a hurry, he looked at the direction of the front hall leisurely, and seemed to hear the sword energy flying in the air under the sound of silk and bamboo.
After a while, Jin Yi said humanely: "I don't like the existence of weak people. I'll think about it if she can rescue her female officer from me."
"She can." He said with certainty.
He sneered, seemingly disbelieving and disdainful.
The two of them stopped talking, and the superior person left his words blank, and there was no need to say something clearly. Some words understand each other.
After a while, the man in brocade clothes said leisurely: "It's late at night."
The ice tiles on the roof reflected the face of the man in white like ice and snow.
He said, "It will be dawn."
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Ningxue Pavilion had three rounds, quietly hiding murderous intentions.
In the front hall, silk and bamboo are melodious, singing and dancing are loud and clear, and the splendid hall is full of night lights, creating a lively and noisy scene.
Five flavors on the dishes, three rounds of wine - of course Jing Hengbo didn't eat food or drink, she wouldn't be so stupid as to eat and drink in other people's territory.
Although Chai Yu on one side told her that he was willing to taste the wine for her, and that it was okay to drink all the time, but Jing Hengbo still refused to move his chopsticks.
She refused to eat or drink, but Ming Yan'an refused to let her go, suddenly said with a smile: "Why didn't the Queen drink alcohol? Is it because Xiao Wang's wine is poisonous?"
Jing Hengbo tapped the bowl with his chopsticks, and answered bluntly, "Yes."
The hall was silent, and even the dancing girl almost staggered.
It was the first time they had seen someone who was used to hypocrisy, whitewashing, and speaking so nakedly like Jing Hengbo.
But sometimes directness makes people more difficult to resist. Even Ming Yan'an, who has always been calm and modest, changed his face, but he adjusted quickly, and then smiled: "The queen speaks quickly, the most straightforward and amiable. It's just that the queen misunderstood Xiao Wang, no matter how shameless Xiao Wang is, he would not bother to poison in a public banquet in this grand hall. Or if it is the Queen who acts, this is the right time to poison? It is a pity that Xiao Wang doesn't bother to do so."
After all, he couldn't help it, and stabbed Jing Hengbo lightly, Jing Hengbo smiled, and said: "It's not a gentleman to guard against a villain."
Ming Yan'an really didn't want to quarrel with her, the queen's mouth was fierce, he had heard about it, so why bother to humiliate himself. He simply got down from his seat, ordered someone to fetch two brand new wine glasses, filled each, brought them up on a tray, walked up to Jing Hengbo, and said with a smile: "The name of this wine is 'Yizuixiu', the spring tide is chaotic and the pears are white, Throwing rolls and playing chess, Yizuixiu. I am talking about the three famous wines of Shangyuan. Spring tide and rain, pear blossom white, Yizuixiu. This wine is full-bodied in the throat and burning in the lower abdomen, but the stamina is long and refreshing. It is the most peculiar , the queen came to Shangyuan, if I didn’t taste it, it would make people laugh at the lack of guts.”
He signaled the maid to bring the tray, and Jing Hengbo took the wine himself to show his openness.
Jing Hengbo smiled, and took a cup casually, Ming Yan'an took the remaining cup, and said with a smile: "Maybe your majesty can exchange it with the cup in my hand."
"That's unnecessary." Jing Hengbo said with a smile: "I just hope that the patriarch will give the dancer a cup of the remaining wine in this jug."
Ming Yan'an was taken aback, and asked, "Why?"
"I danced so hard, and it's so beautiful, shouldn't I be rewarded?" Jing Hengbo's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that Yan An was dizzy.
"What the queen said is true." Ming Yanan turned around and ordered the maid to bring the wine to the dancer. When she turned around, she winked at the maid.
Jing Hengbo suddenly laughed behind him and said, "Why bother this girl to bring it over and interrupt the dance? I'll do a trick for everyone." Ming Yan'an and the others couldn't help reacting, and with a wave of their hand, the wine jug flew from the tray She got up and flew above the dancing girl, who was turning around and singing, with her body up and her face raised, just as she opened her mouth, the jug was suspended in the air and poured down, a stream of wine poured into her mouth. The dancer took a sip, then lowered her head and flicked her sleeves in the next move, the flagon had already flown back onto the tray, the whole movement was so smooth that the dance was not even interrupted.
Ming Yan'an's complexion changed, and he forced a smile and said, "The queen's magical skills!"
"It's easy to say." Jing Hengbo watched the dance with a look of ecstasy, and seemed to forget to drink while grabbing the wine glass.
She "forgot", but Ming Yan'an couldn't forget, and raised a glass to her with a smile: "Queen please."
Jing Hengbo turned the wine glass, stared at the dancer, and was about to speak when Chai Yu, who was on the side, rushed forward, lay down on her table, and said drunkenly: "...Uh, good wine... really good wine... Your Majesty... The cup... er... give me too..."
It was only then that Jing Hengbo realized that the jug on his table was empty, and drinking at the imperial banquet, of course, he couldn't let everyone enjoy himself, just one jug for each person. Chai Yu sat alone at the table, drinking all the time, drinking one glass to the other, and even drained the whole pot.
Dried up and drunk, he lay on Jing Hengbo's table like a mountain of meat, fat and smelling of alcohol, snatched Jing Hengbo's glass with a drunken eye, and gulped it down in one gulp. Ming Yan'an didn't even have time to stop it.
When Jing Hengbo was robbed of his wine glass, he said in shock: "Chai Yu! Why are you doing this! You are so rude!"
Some palace servants came up and dragged Chai Yu away from her table. Chai Yu still held on to the table. Drunk, he waved his arms and almost scratched the back of Jing Hengbo's hand.
With great difficulty, everyone brought the heavy fat man back to his seat. Chai Yu squinted his eyes and waved to her drunkenly, "Your Majesty...good wine...good wine..."
Jing Hengbo didn't pretend to be angry, and looked at him with a smile on his cheek, and said with a smile: "So loyal, so loyal!"
After such a fuss, Ming Yan'an, of course, couldn't toast anymore. Taking advantage of the commotion just now, he frowned and went back to his seat. After returning to his seat, he seemed to be in a bad mood. He frowned and watched the dancer dance, and suddenly took a heavy drink , Said: "Why is this dance so frivolous! Don't dance, go down!"
"Why bother." Jing Hengbo smiled immediately, "I think the dance is very beautiful, let's continue."
"Such a clumsy dancing posture is unbearable to pollute the eyes of noble people." Ming Yan An still insisted.
"I'm an expert at dancing. If I say it looks good, it's good. Besides, the dance is for the guests, and it's good if the guests are satisfied, right?" Jing Hengbo smiled and refused to budge.
"But such a crude dance hurts my Shangyuan demeanor..." Ming Yan'an was still babbling, when suddenly there was a scream in the field, the voice was hoarse and unrestrained, everyone looked up in surprise, and saw the dancing girl in the field, suddenly became a little bit Crazy, her dancing posture is messy, her steps are crooked, and she violently shook her head and her hair was messed up. The golden wreath crown on her head fell to the ground. She staggered and stepped on it, and the edge of the thin crown cut her toes. Jue, while shaking his head and spinning, made a coquettish murmur, and suddenly raised his hand with a "sneak", tearing the neckline of the thin shirt, leaving a piece of white skin, dazzling people's eyes.
Jing Hengbo gasped, and immediately understood what was in the wine just now. It was indeed not poison, but it was a drug for disorder!
Ming Yan'an intends to make her look ugly!
The dancing girl became such a virtue after only taking a sip from her, she had to drink it herself...
Before she could get angry, Ming Yanan threw the cup suddenly, and said with a livid face: "Presumptuous! How can you do this crazy dance before Huang Huang's guest? Drag it on!"
Immediately, a guard stepped forward and quickly dragged the person out. Ming Yan'an knew that his plan had been exposed, so he acted extremely quickly to avoid Jing Hengbo's trouble.
Jing Hengbo wasn't paying attention to attacking at this time - beside her, Chai Yu suddenly pushed aside the table and stood up.
He was the same as the dancing girl just now, with reddish brows and eye corners, slightly squinted eyes, with an expression of intoxication, pain, and confusion. He couldn't dance, and he couldn't dance because of too much flesh, so he raised his arms and shook desperately. With this shaking, from the neck to the chest to the belly, the fat all over the body is shaking, like a big lump of undulating white meat, it is too horrible to look at.
Everyone was shocked at first, and then they realized that they couldn't help laughing.
"Your Majesty's important ministers are indeed extraordinary...extraordinary!"
"Sure enough, he is worthy of being an important minister. He is loyal, and his weight is also superior to other heroes."
"Look at the flesh of this body, it undulates leisurely, wrinkled like mountains, and the fat is like water, hahaha."
"This weight, one of the three sacrifices to our ancestors during the Chinese New Year, is not as solid as this..."
Ming Yan'an looked at the ugly Chai Yu, his eyes flickered slightly, and his face was a little gloomy.
"...Look at that chest can be lifted up, like a woman..." The ministers were carried away with pride, and the more they said, the more shameful they became.
"That's enough." Ming Yan'an suddenly shouted in a deep voice, all the officials stopped in shock, and looked at Ming Yan'an with some puzzled eyes—it was the enemy who was mocking, shouldn't the more vicious the king, the happier he would be? Has the king changed his gender?
Over there, Jing Hengbo looked up at Chai Yu, he was shaking crazily, but a thin stream of water flowed down from the corner of his eyes.
Jing Hengbo's heart was shaken, and he turned to look at Mr. Mu. Mr. Mu's eyes were also thoughtful, and he flicked his sleeves, and a chopping palm stunned Chai Yu.
Chai Yu fell down softly, and Jing Hengbo hurried to support him. Seeing his face covered with sweat, he couldn't help feeling uneasy, and whispered in his ear: "Mr. was humiliated for me, and Jing Hengbo will definitely repay him in the future."
Chai Yu didn't seem to be conscious, but his head moved slightly, and for a moment, two lines of tears rolled down his face.
Jing Hengbo's hands trembled, feeling guilty for a moment.
Both she and Mr. Mu still had doubts about Chai Yu's identity. This person looks ignorant, but he can see that he has a good heart, but he seems to have suffered some injuries, and he is very silent and clumsy. Most of these people have deep thoughts. He appeared on Qujiang, volunteered to lead the way, and was familiar with the situation in Shangyuan. All these coincidences made it difficult for Jing Hengbo to be unprepared.
So just now she didn't immediately stop Chai Yu, she really wanted to see what he did. But at this moment, the tears on the fat man's face flooded her heart with pain.
Distrust is also a kind of injury.
There was an embarrassing silence in the hall, and then someone whispered: "The queen said earlier that our dance is not bad. I suddenly remembered that the queen is the master dancer in the legend. Since the dancers have already retired, please ask your majesty to let me wait." Looking up at your peerless dance?"
Jing Hengbo let out a "sneer" in his nose, which seemed to be the prelude to "King Zhao playing for King Qin"?
Sure enough, before she agreed, someone had already brought the dance clothes and other things to her, and put them on the ground in front of Ming Yan'an without giving them to her. An old official said loudly to an old man who looked like a historian: "Take a quick note. On the 11th day of the 11th month of the Gengshen year, in the Tiantai Hall, the Queen of Blackwater asked herself to perform a dance for the King of Tortoiseshell."
The official historian didn't even look at Jing Hengbo, and just brushed up his brush to write. All the officials shook their heads and said loudly: "The queen's dancer is the best in the world, she should be the king's dancer!"
"The Queen takes the initiative to flatter the King, and the King will reward you!"
"So, a good story! It is enough to go down in history!"
Ming Yan sat upright, looked down at Jing Hengbo, and smiled contentedly.
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