"Master, don't argue with that person! Don't make fun of the body of ten thousand gold!"
"Master, don't drink! This subordinate will spill it!"
A group of loyal servants panicked and hugged the Jinyi man's thigh in a distraught manner, desperately trying to get the master to dispel the absurd idea of "suicide by taking poison".
Although ordinary people don't want to take poison well, but our family can't say for sure, maybe he wants to taste the taste of poison when he is interested? For others, such a thing as "getting interested" may be riding a horse or hunting or something, but for my master, it is called "everything is possible". Last time when he was in a good mood, he roasted a bully from the queen's natal family, and distributed the meat to the common people. Every commoner who came to receive the meat not only didn't ask for money, but also gave him a copper coin...
The man in brocade was startled, first frowned unaccustomedly, then looked down at the guards with blurred eyes, a strange look gradually appeared on his face.
"You really won't let me drink?"
The Chinese put on a sincere face and nodded frequently, for fear that they would not be able to impress their master who is known as the "No. 1 Monster in the East Hall".
The man in brocade was silent, and said, "Bring six bowls."
Deutsch went to fetch six bowls, and Jin Yiren said, "Ladle out the soup."
The six bowls were full, and the brocade-clothed man nodded his chin, motioning for each of them to take a bowl.
The guards vaguely understood what he was going to do, and their faces gradually turned pale.
"You won't let me drink it," the man in brocade clothes said with a charming smile, "then you can drink it yourself."
"Master!" Chinese lost his voice.
"Drink." The man in brocade clothes put his hands on his knees, with a friendly expression, "You have worked hard too, let's have a drink of soup."
The Chinese people want to cry but have no tears—why did you show envious and jealous eyes to the charcoal that drank the soup just now?
"What's the matter?" The man in brocade clothes pressed on, "It's rare for me to give you soup, but you don't want to drink it?"
"My lord!" Zhong Zhong gritted his teeth, "The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers must die. You are our king, and your words are the will. Thank you, master, for your kindness!"
"Master..." Deutsch said tearfully, "Although we don't understand why, we will not disobey your will even if we die..." He also drank.
"My lord!" the Italian said loudly, "we won't be here anymore, the Japanese **** can't serve you well, you have to take good care of yourself..." He drank it dry.
English, Latin and French were also drunk, all kinds of heroism.
The man in brocade looked at them with a half-smile, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Seeing that they had finished drinking, he also picked up the bowl in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
"Crack." The six bowls fell to the ground, and the Chinese were stunned as they watched the Jinyi man drink the soup, and it took him a long time to realize that they all rushed towards him, crying, and hugged his thigh again.
"Master, you don't have to die with us..." Zhong Wen burst into tears.
"Master, I knew you couldn't bear to part with us, the Japanese **** just couldn't serve you well..." Italian hugged his legs and choked up.
"Go away. A bunch of idiots. I've lost all my face." The Jinyi man kicked away one by one, picked up a piece of magnolia slices and ate it, and glanced outside the house, with an expression on his face that didn't know whether it was a sigh or a happy expression, it was so complicated very.
The Chinese people looked at the slowly calming hot pot, as if realizing something... Well, there is no poison in the soup?
"The little ones suffered a loss, but I found loyalty." The Jinyi man didn't know who he was talking to, and raised his bowl, "The second round is still a draw."
He seemed to have finally become interested, and he ate a full bowl before ordering De De to remove the pot. Deutsch put the pot down inexplicably, thinking that if the problem is not in the soup, then where is it?
The man in brocade clothes was full, wiped his mouth, folded the towel squarely, and said: "No way. You are in the dark, you are in the dark, you are up and down, you are active and I am passive. My group of guards are still stupid, so I will lose. It's time for me to come up with a question..." He suddenly smiled and said, "Go and kill that woman."
"Yes." Chinese set off immediately.
There was no movement around, the man in brocade raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said: "It turns out that you are not concerned about her, you are sure you want me to kill her. Then what is the purpose of your coming... ah, you are not here to visit Am I two pounds?"
There was still no movement around, and the man in brocade said in a manly voice: "You don't care about that female officer, so let me guess who you care about. If I guess right, would you like to come out and have a heart-to-heart talk with me? Oh yes, Chinese. "He and his big guard said, "I heard that Her Majesty the Queen is in the front hall?"
"yes."
"Tell me, if I send someone to tell her that everything is ignorant, it's not in a dream. It's just because someone deceived you. Will she come and see me?"
Suddenly there was a thin sound outside, which sounded like a thin ice crack.
When the man in brocade clothes raised his hand, the melon seed shells on the table suddenly gathered together, with their pointed ends pointing outwards, piercing through the window paper like a black whirlwind, and rushing out of the window.
From a distance, it looks like a wide black sword, the sword picks up the darkness.
The melon seed shells are light and soft, but the sword of the melon seed shells broke through the window paper in an instant, and even the wooden window lattice was smashed into pieces. It is conceivable that if these melon seed shells hit a person's face, that person will be pockmarked from then on.
But the melon seed husk didn't seem to hit the entity. With a "shua", a sound of wind rolled back from the broken window paper just now. Things, if you look carefully, the shells of melon seeds came back, but each melon seed was covered with a layer of hard ice and snow.
The icy melon seeds flew into the room, directly hitting the man in brocade clothes' body!
The Chinese, German and others immediately rushed forward, brandishing their swords to block. The man in brocade was looking at him casually with a smile, but now his face changed, and he shouted, "Stand back!"
As soon as he gave the order, the guards retreated without hesitation, but they were already a step too slow. The ice and snow melon seeds that had been rushing towards the man in brocade suddenly scattered and hit the guards.
"Idiot." The man in brocade clothes raised his hand, and the chestnuts in his hand flew out, but they didn't fly out of the window, but shot straight into the sky. A chestnut shattered into a tile at an extremely fast speed, and the broken tiles splashed everywhere with a crackling sound. The tiles on the entire roof, like being played on a piano, are flying and beating.
There were also snow-white clothes corners that flew off. Every roof tile was smashed, and there was a flash of snow-white clothes corners, which flashed to the next roof tile. Every time he was able to dodge before the roof tiles shattered and sank, the white shadows and blue tiles flashed continuously on the roof, dazzled the group of guards.
This is a competition of speed versus speed, if the roof tiles can be broken before Shirai Shadow dodges, causing Shirai Shadow to fall, Shirai Shadow loses.
But every time Bai Ying managed to get out of the way before the roof tiles shattered, it seemed that the man in brocade clothes couldn't win. The guards breathed a sigh of relief—the man in brocade clothes hit the four corners of the roof tiles first, and then hit the central roof ridge, and the place surrounded the center, forcing the opponent to gradually dodge in the middle, so when all the roof tiles were smashed, the man would have nowhere to go When it is in place, it will definitely fall.