Destined Marriage of Shang Jun

In the setting sun, the warm golden light sprinkled on the front porch, warm and peaceful. It is a pity that the atmosphere in the spacious foyer is somewhat depressed. There were several people sitting or standing, some were quietly drinking tea, some were walking back and forth anxiously, and some were meditating silently. The merchant always kept his head down, his face calmly watching the rolling, slowly blooming tea leaves in his hands, his heart anxious. Since seeing the masked white man in the afternoon, his heart has not been calm. The dazzling white and seductive red constantly stimulated him.

Long Yihai, who has been silent since returning from the court, finally took the lead to say: "Huang Qi has been killed, Long Qimu will continue to eradicate dissidents! Bloody wind is inevitable." Once Long Qimu took over power He wanted to turn defeat into victory, and the chance was even slimmer. He couldn't let loyal people like Mr. Huang die miserably one by one.

King Shang slammed the tea leaves and asked hurriedly: "Master Li told the old man to return home, when will he leave Tiancheng?"

Everyone looked at Xiao Zongqing. No one in Tiancheng knew anything better than him. Xiao Zongqing always seemed to be in a bad mood and replied coldly, "Three days later."

Is it only three days? Lord Li is a veteran of the Three Dynasties. Regarding the widow of the emperor, he must know something they did not know, and now in the court, how many people can be used by him, only Lord Li knows. Taking a look at Shang Jun, Long Yihai said in a deep voice, "We must meet him."

Xiao Zongqing shook his head directly and replied: "His house is surrounded by rigors, no one can enter and exit casually. Except for the most favored criminal servant, Fang Fan, only he can enter with a token. And tokens are not ordinary The token, which is the Yin and Yang card, is divided into two. Fang Fan and the defending general are half of each person. Each piece is one-to-one. It is impossible to forge a piece exactly the same. "

"It's Fang Fan again, this evil villain!" Long Liuli heard Fang Fan's name, a pair of apricot eyes stared, and scolded in anger, "Sooner or later, one day, he will be broken into thousands of corpses." If it wasn't for him The emperor whispered in front of him, and his elder brother and Lord Huang would not incur the murder.

"Now the most important thing is to see Lord Li, his dog's life is saved first!" Speaking of Fang Fan, although Long Yihai's eyes were full of murder, his complexion remained calm, and he said calmly, "Qin Gongzi's Yi Rongshu is very good, as long as we can get the token, we can go in. Just this token, what should we do? "

I ca n’t imitate it, I can only steal it! Everyone thought of it, but this method of stealing chickens and dogs is not bright, but it cannot be said from the king, the population that may become the owner of the country. The business man sneered, and opened his mouth indifferently, saying, "Steal."

Wu Shangjun spoke loudly and frankly, Long Yihai showed embarrassment, Xiao Zongqing couldn't help laughing. The merchant didn't care about the so-called reputation, Long Yihai looked down on him too much. At noon, I felt a little depressed at the moment. Xiao Zongqing laughed: "You can try it. Everyone is tired along the way, take a good rest. I will arrange the token stealing."

He Shangjun took the lead, and Xiao Zongqing didn't hide his eyes in the front hall, holding the merchant's hand, laughing as he walked, "Jun, I help you back to the room."

Jun Shangjun wanted to withdraw his hand, but was dragged tightly by Xiao Zongqing. The Shang smiled bitterly, just let him.

The two held hands like this and disappeared unscrupulously into the sight of everyone. The people in the front hall had different looks. There was a trace of pain in Qin Xiuzhi's eyes, Long Liuli carefully observed his expression, and gently got up and walked in front of Xiu, just about to open, Xiu suddenly stood up and walked in the direction that Shangjun left.

Qilong Liuli stood still in place, did he not even look at her? She wouldn't believe it, she would catch up with her feet up, and behind Long Yihai's voice of consolation came, "Liu Li, he doesn't belong to you!"

Who then does he belong to? The man named Shangjun? She is not reconciled. Ignoring the sigh behind her, Long Liuli raised her skirt and followed the ink figure.

Passing around the front hall, it is a quiet Jiuqu stone bridge. The bridge surface is almost as high as the water surface. Walking on the stone bridge is as if walking on the water surface. The lake is clear, and you can clearly see the red carp swimming cheerfully underwater. The merchant only stepped onto the stone bridge, and the fish swam over and hovered at his feet. Shang Jun could not help slowing down, Xiao Zongqing did not know where to take out a small sachet and handed it to Shang Jun. The merchant took it, poured out some, and found it was fish food.

The cormorant sprinkled some on the water, and the fish scrambled for food, some even jumped out of the water, and the fine water splashes wet the merchant's clothes. Walking along the way, sprinkled with fish food, the school of fish like a bright red ribbon, swinging with the footsteps of the merchant.

Uncle Shang raised his lip corner unconsciously, how long hasn't he had such good interest in feeding fish and playing? In memory, it seems never before. Finally saw him smile, Xiao Zongqing also smiled happily: "It must be that they also think you are too beautiful, they will surround you as soon as you come."

In order to make these fish obedient, he asked a person who was about the same size to wear a white shirt to feed them every day, so as soon as the merchant appeared, the fish would come over. He guessed that the merchant would like it, but unexpectedly he laughed. Finally, he did not raise this red carp for nothing.

nice? The business man laughed. He was thin and shy now, and it had nothing to do with beauty. Shaking the fish food in his hand, Shang Jun laughed, "I've heard that fish saw a beauty sinking into the water with shame. Your fish is special. When you see a beauty, you jump up? Habit of taking fish food? "

Xiao Xiaozongqing reluctantly stared at Shang Junyi's smiling face, and replied with cries and smiles: "Jun! Sometimes ignorance is more lovely."

Mr. Shang raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled: "No talent is virtue?"

"Yes!" Can't he be as proud as an ordinary woman? Surprise? Be shy?

He shook his head distressedly, and Shang sighed, "Then I'm afraid I'm destined to ..." Deficiency!

The two laughed at each other.

Suddenly, if there was a seemingly scent floating in the air, it was so fragrant, the merchant looked around and saw nothing. Xiao Zongqing but smiled, led him across the stone bridge, and reached a yard. The merchant looked up, and the four cursive cursive writings "Ling Around the Heart of the King" were embedded in a delicate sapphire door frame, some of which were not quite appropriate, but stood out.

Had haunted the heart? The merchant stared thoughtfully at the courtyard door, stagnating at his feet.

纵 Xiao Zongqing gently opened the door of the courtyard, and a richer aroma slammed into his face. Under Xiao Zongqing's cheerful eyes, the business man still stepped into the small courtyard, and the beauty in front of him instantly captured the business man's mind.

In the courtyard, dozens of pear trees were actually spitting, and the snow-white flower stamens of the trees were trembling slightly under the breeze of spring, infinitely shy. Take a deep breath, full of intoxicating aroma. The gentleman walked slowly under the pear tree, and a few slices of Jiaohua fluttered down with the breeze. Holding out his hand, a falling flower stopped on his palm, flicking the petals, and Shang sighed, "The pear blossom is blooming, it's beautiful!"

In the setting sun, a touch of golden light shrouded him. Once in a snow-white gown, he stood in the pear flower forest, as if integrated with Jiaohua. Xiao Zongqing looked a little foolish, a touch of sadness, a slender body, a beautiful side, and a beautiful dream! After hearing his sigh, Xiao Zongqing couldn't help replying, "I think you are more beautiful."

Master Shang shook his hands, and the petals slipped from his fingers. Turning his back, the business man stole the moment of fragility and said with a slight annoyance, "Saner, when did you become slick?"

Xiao Zongqing Qing sighed, although it was only a moment of tenderness, he was now satisfied. Without the words of the merchant, Xiao Zongqing pointed at the hut behind Hualin and smiled, "Your room is there. This courtyard is for you alone, and no one will disturb you."

The large garden and the red carp in that pond were specially prepared for him. The merchant turned slowly and said sincerely, "Thank you, Saner." Thank you for everything you have done for me.

Emperor Shang's solemn expression made Xiao Zongqing's heart sink, so he shrugged easily and said, "Just a few pear trees moved you like this? I knew I would plant pear trees all over the city."

其实 "Actually, you don't have to do so much for me. I don't know how to repay you like this."

Sure enough, the next sentence of the business man, Xiao Xiaoqing barely maintained the smile. Holding the businessman's shoulder, Xiao Zongqing bent down slightly, not allowing him to stare into his eyes, saying, "As long as you like it, I will do my best for you."

He was not a tender person, and he did not bother to please anyone. For him, he did everything. Why doesn't he just understand?

For a second, the merchant was tightly embraced in a warm embrace.

"Three children?"

不要 "Don't talk, just let me hug you like this for a while."

The ear-sucking male voice shocked the business man for a while. Is this the proud, overbearing man?

"Jun! I don't want to hear your words of gratitude, and I don't need you to repay me. I just want you, don't treat me as a child, I am a man who can take care of you and protect you! Don't reject me so soon, give My chance, okay? "

good or not?

good or not?

With the embrace of tight embrace, in addition to the strong heartbeat, there were waves of heartache.

In the courtyard, under the flying pear tree, the scene where the two hugged each other tightly fell into the eyes of the sea.

Why?

Why can Xiao Zongqing express her feelings for the merchant so frankly?

Why didn't he dare to show his mind to the merchant, even if it was a sentence?

Qin Xiuzhi, Qin Xiuzhi, why don't you dare to say? why--

Pears are surrounded by flowers, and the rain is flying, and the businessman leans quietly in Xiao Zongqing's arms. They are like lovers in front of them.

It turned out that just looking at him in the arms of others, his chest would tingle with it, and with each heartbeat, the pain was even worse. Even though the pain almost choked him, Qin Xiuzhi couldn't move Keep your eyes open.

Qilong Liuli chased to the front of the courtyard, only to see Qin Xiuzhi's rigid back, looking inward, the scene of the two men hugging each other. Long Liuli sneered, it really helped me. Shang Jun and Xiao Zongqing hugged each other like this. She must let Xiu Zhi know that she is more gentle and considerate than Shangjun's man, much charming and pleasant.

He walked slowly to Xiu Zhi's side, gently holding Xiu Zhi's hand with warm and tender hands, Long Liuli said warmly, "Xiu Zhi, dinner is ready, let's go."

Xiu Zhi's hands were shaking coldly and slightly. Long Liuli held his hand in the palm of his hand, shaking it gently, still so softly calling: "Cultivate it, go!"

Qin Xiuzhi retracted his hand indifferently, his eyes never moved away from the merchant. The expression of pain and attachment stabbed Long Liuli's heart. She was such a charming beauty standing in front of him, why did he have to stare at a man? Holding Liu Xiu's hand tightly, Long Liuli exerted her strength. At this time, no matter what kind of courtesy and courtesy of Jin Zhiyu Ye, she just wanted to drag Xiu away.

Xun was dragged a few steps, Qin Xiuzhi stopped and said blankly, "Let go."

Unsure, Long Liuli shook off Qin Xiuzhi's hand, pointed to the courtyard not far away, and asked indignantly, "You didn't see clearly just now? Couldn't this make you change your mind?"

Do you change your mind? His heart is already tied to that person, how can he change his mind? Qin Xiuzhi laughed with ridicule. If this heart could be controlled by him, how would he be like now?

Taking a deep breath, Long Liuli nibbled at Dan's lips. Although his tone was a bit heavy, he tried to persuade him as gently as possible: "Xiu Zhi, he is a man! Such a relationship will not have a good result, and you will be laughed at, Cast aside, you will lose a lot of things, don't you care? "

Chen Longliu thought that Qin Xiuzhi would be angry, and at least his face would change. Who knew that he just sighed and calmly replied, "I know he is a man."

Does he care? Long Liuli said so, wouldn't he know that everything could not meet the shallow smile of Shang Shang, his heart was no longer his own, what did he care about?

I know he is a man!

What does this mean, does it mean that he cares nothing for the business monarch?

Qiu Longliu stared at Qin Xiu's beautiful face, love and hate, why can't he look at her? It's all because of the merchant. She won't let Xiu Zhi and Shangjun be together, no.

Leng Leng hummed, Long Liuli said coldly, "Even if you don't care what other people think of him, does he not care? Maybe he will even abandon you and laugh at you?"

One word seemed to pierce Qin Xiuzhi's weakness, and his complexion changed. Long Liuli was so happy that he walked to him and continued to softly persuade him, "Cultivate it, let it go."

Let it go……

Shang Shangjun smiled brightly, his eyes fluttering, his every move, every smile, all of his, he could not forget. How does he let go!

Qin Xiu's distressed scene flashed in his mind. No, he doesn't let go! He just had too much scruples and too much anxiety, and now he has never expressed a word with the merchant. Even if he is really ashamed by the merchant, he still has to tell him his heart.

With a decision in mind, Qin Xiuzhi felt a little calmer. Taking a step back and nodding slightly towards Long Liuli, Qin Xiuzhi replied gently and distantly: "I don't have to worry about the lord."

After speaking, she turned and left, ignoring the woman's whistle.

Angrily stared back at Qin Xiuzhi's chic departure, Long Liuli clenched his hands into fists. She cared about him and told him so much that he did so to her. With grievance and resentment, Long Liuli shouted, "Qin Xiuzhi, you fool, he doesn't like you at all. He will never like you!"

Qi Qin Xiu's feet stagnated, still did not turn back, and continued to move forward.

Uh ...

On the night of the early spring, the warmth and coldness of the night, the moonlight was like water, and it was dimly shining on the jade table through the thin window paper. There is a faint scent of pear blossoms in the night breeze, and the breeze blows the stamens from time to time, making low groans, everything is quiet and beautiful, but unfortunately the person sitting at the table has no mood to appreciate them.

儿 Three children hugged him for a while in the evening, then left in a hurry. He hasn't moved since sitting in the afternoon. San'er likes him, he can't escape anymore, but from now until now, he only considers San'er as a relative. What should I do now?

The mood was disturbed, and suddenly a soft knock came. The business man suddenly asked, "Who?"

There was no response outside the door, and it was still that soft knock. The merchant was wary, this man's breath was long and even, just now he didn't hear anyone approaching, this man's martial arts were not weak. The business man stood up and said coldly, "Come in."

With a palm force, the door was swept up, with a pure white pear flower, and a long white shadow appeared outside the door. In the moonlight, the man was entangled in a satin snow-white gown and untied ink hair in the night breeze, dancing wildly, the black iron mask on his face flashed the cold cold light, the bright red paper fan was half open, and he was relaxed in his hands. Play around.

It's him! The man I saw at the corner at noon.

Uncle Shang took a sip of cold air unconsciously. At night, he was even more weird and evil. He was just a person, but he had given the merchants so many years of pressure, even fear.

The man entered the house and closed the door. Everything was so natural, as if this was his place. A pair of eagle-eyed eyes, staring up and down on the business man back and forth, said coldly: "On the 17th, you broke the record of the previous person, I want to see if you can still hit me What's so strange about someone who has lived so long. "

The eyes in the mask were long and cold, without a trace of temperature, and the hoarse voice like a knife cut made people creepy. Is he the head of those black men? No wonder the men in black are so cruel and ruthless. With such a master, how can they be good?

什么 What is the purpose of his visit this time? The business man speculated, his face still calm, and said indifferently, "You see it now?"

As if I knew what the merchant was thinking, the man patted the folding fan, and was as comfortable as a cat catching a mouse, but his voice was still numb: "I was here to ask Qin Xiuzhi's life, but now, I seem to be more to you Interested. "

Repair it? The merchant was shocked, took a step forward, stood opposite the man, stared directly at those evil eyes, and said coldly, "What do you want?"

The man's eyes flickered a little, and his undulating voice was a little bit interesting, "Let me think."

This man is too arrogant. The merchant secretly gritted his teeth, and slowly put his hands on the soft sword around his waist.

Before Shang Shang had time to draw his sword, Yan Hong waved a fan and placed it on Shang Shang's hand. The man said wickedly: "Relax, I can't bear to kill you, I want to see, you can last for a few days."

Shang Shangjun hates that he has a winning ticket in his hands, as if he can play with everyone in the palm of his hands. Lifted in the palm of his hand, the monk struck a palm, and the man flashed sideways, catching the monarch's wrist. The merchant wanted to fight back, but he suddenly urged his internal force just now, and his chest burn was generally painful. Just a little later, the man clicked on Shang's acupoint backhand and sneered, "Someone is here, you can cry out for help, anyway, the result will be the same as your guard."

He was Liuyun, and the business man was shocked and said, "What did you do to him?" With the man's skill and this evil temperament, Liuyun--

The man didn't answer. He pressed the paper fan lightly on the merchant's lips and hummed, "Shh."

"You--" The merchant wanted to speak, and the sound of footsteps came from near and far. Is anyone really there? Footsteps can be heard so far. The high skill of the man shocked the merchant. He quickly stopped and knocked on the door.

The uncle man leaned against the door with a lot of time, and the folding fan in his hand was shaking slightly. Between the red and red folding fans, he could see the silver and white sharply. The business man frowned, none of the men in the house were men's opponents. No matter who was outside the door, calling for help was nothing more than a few deaths. Staring at the man coldly, Shang asked as calmly as possible, "Who?"

A low male voice outside the door knocked, "It's me, fix it."

修 之 ——

Wu Shangjun's heart mentioned his throat, how could it be repaired? How could it be him?

The man was also stunned, the evil charm's eyes lightened, and when he saw the calm and arrogant face of the business monarch, his mood suddenly became very good. Tonight his luck seemed good.

The man shook the folding fan lightly and did not immediately take a shot at Xiu Zhi outside the door, but instead looked at the merchant with a provocative look. The merchant's heart was anxious as if hung in the air, and he was clicked into the acupoint and could not move. While glaring at the man confronting him, he replied as calmly as possible: "I'm tired, let's go. There is something to say tomorrow."

Xun Qin Xiuzhi did not expect that Shang Jun would not let him in, and his cold tone made his heart suffocate as if he had been punched heavily. Does he really have no chance to express it? No, he won't flinch anymore. Even if the answer is no, he has to listen to Shang Jun tell him himself.

She took a deep breath so that her heart didn't beat so quickly. Qin Xiuzhi whispered, "Shangjun, there is one thing I want to tell you. It won't be long."

为什么 Why didn't he leave? Shang Jun was almost anxious to scream. At this moment, the man suddenly put his hand on the door panel in an unbiased position, facing Qin Xiuzhi's chest. He and Qin Xiuzhi stood facing each other across the thin door panel. As long as he struck hard, he would definitely hit Zhong Xiu. At this time, the business man could no longer be cold or calm, and shouted, "I don't want to listen to anything, you go away!"

He shouted differently from the past, calming down Qin Xiuzhi's original still-heartedness and asking in wonder: "Shang, are you unwell?"

Before Shang Shang had time to open, the man flashed sideways across the door, and the door was immediately opened—

"Shangjun?" Qin Xiuzhi stood outside the door, watching Shangjun standing at the table indifferently, with a frightened face, looking at him anxiously. Before he understood what was going on, he heard Shang Jun shouting at him: "Don't come!"

At the same time, a light and shadow flashed past him, Qin Xiuzhi felt only a pain in his shoulder, a huge force lifted him up, fell into the room, and fell heavily to the ground. Qin Xiuzhi felt dizzy only when he could see his eyes clearly. There was still a person in the room, with iron face and white clothes, and evil charm.

Without waiting for Xiu to get up, the man bullied him. The cold iron hand grabbed Qin Xiuzhi's placket and dragged him up, husky with a sneer and sneer: "One bird and two sculptures, I have learned a lot tonight, save me to run again. "

I hate it! The business man gritted his teeth and yelled, "Let's go-open-he!" He adjusted his breath and gathered in Tianchi Acupoint. The business man tried to break through the acupuncture point. I don't know what method the man used. Every time he tried, The pain was even worse, but the acupuncture points showed no signs of unraveling.

Angry? The man's hoarse voice was smug, and laughed, "You'd better not rush into the acupuncture point without permission, or the poison gas will go straight to your heart with your blood, and you will see the King directly.

Shangjun said coldly, "Do you think I would be afraid?" He arrogantly sneered at the man, forbearing pain and trying to break through the acupuncture point by point, even though the blood was surging, the black blood overflowed along the corners of the lips.

The man raised his eyebrows gently. Is he really not afraid of death?

The blood fell on the white blouse along the chin. Shang Jun was unmoved, but Qin Xiuzhi was so distressed that he could not care about his throat and was captured by the man in white. He said hardly, "Shangjun ... don't mess around ... "

Qin Xiuzhi's face turned red, and he was short of breath. The business man was anxious and hated. The man snorted impatiently, "I solved him first, and then I played with you slowly."

The man was struggling with his hands. Qin Xiuzhi immediately felt a severe suffocation in his larynx. A dizziness struck. He grasped the man's hand tightly and exhausted his strength.

Sophisticated? When the man froze, he immediately let go and asked sharply, "What is the secret of Yu Linglong?"

The throat was stinging like a fire, and one of Qin Xiu was coughing and panting. Although the man let go, he was still dizzy. It seems that everything that has happened for so long has to do with that piece of jade. Just now he was betting. The man in white was about to kill him. It was also for Yulinglong. He won the bet. But he really didn't know what secret there was in that piece of jade.

"Don't say?" The man in white snorted coldly, turning the fan lightly in his hand, and several sharp short knives on the fan bone stood. The man only waved gently, and the blade passed over Qin Xiuzhi's right shoulder. Qin Xiuzhi felt only a cold, warm blood had already run down his arm, dyed the entire arm. Qin Xiuzhi didn't overdo it indifferently, without saying a word. He couldn't say, and didn't know what to say. As long as the man wanted to know Yu Linglong's secret, he should not kill him.

The **** smell filled the room for a moment, and the merchant whispered, "Fix it!"

"Don't say it?" The man in white obviously didn't have that patience. There was nothing he didn't know about what he wanted to know.

He doesn't want his own life, does he? What about the life of a merchant? The folding fan pointed at the merchant and aimed at the merchant's chest. The man stabbed without mercy.

Shang Shangjun couldn't move, he could only watch the short knife approaching him, close his eyes and wait for the pain to come. He only heard the sound of sharp blades piercing his chest, and a splash of warm blood splashed onto his neck, but he did not feel the pain. Opening his eyes hurriedly, the business man shouted in panic, "Fix it!"

Qi Qin Xiu blocked in front of the merchant, and the blade passed through his chest. The monarch couldn't see Xiuzhi's face, but the scarlet blood dripped along the edge of Sen Leng's blade onto the slate, drop by drop, like a knife, all stabbed into Shang's heart.

The man did not expect Xiu Zhi to pounce on him. He narrowed his eyes, and this knife was accurate and hated. The short blade in his hand was relentlessly pulled out, and Qin Xiuzhi immediately fell to the ground.

"what--"

The dry air in the chest continued to surge, and Shang Jun finally broke through the acupuncture point, and a blood spurted at the white man. The man leaps away. The business man hurriedly leaned down and was about to raise Xiu Zhi on the ground. The man waved the fan forward again.

I pulled out the soft sword and separated the folding fan. Putting down Qin Xiuzhi gently, Shangjun raised his soft sword and pointed directly at the man in white. There was only one thought in his mind, which was to kill him!

Waving his sword, the soft sword was like a spirit snake, tangling around the neck of the man in white. The merchant just wanted to kill him, regardless of it. The man in white was also taken aback by the savage moves and strong skills of the merchant. This man is really powerful. No wonder he can hold back the toxicity of Ninglu. He has been poisoned for more than ten days and he has blocked the acupuncture points. He still has such skills and dares not to underestimate him. The man in white jumped out.

Shangjun chased out his sword, the night breeze was scorching, and in the rain of the sky, the soft sword in silver and the red folding fan confronted. Shang Jun's eyes were red and bloody, he could only attack and defend, he was deadly, and the white man could not take any advantage for a while. After a few rounds, the merchant gradually became weaker, and the man in white showed his short blade again and took the merchant's throat.

"Ding--"

A bone-piercing nail came out straight, hitting the short blade, which was deflected and rubbed the merchant's neck. The merchant took the opportunity to wave a sword, and the white man turned over and avoided it. Shang Jun raised his sword again, panting, and at this time the pain in his chest could not make him feel pain, he wanted him to die.

"Jun! You don't want to die!" A harsh male voice was uploaded from the roof. If this is the case, if he plays another quarter of an hour, he can be violent!

The Shang Shangjun squinted his eyes slightly. The man on the roof struck a purple shirt with several bone-piercing nails in his hands. His handsome face was covered with frost.

"Uncle Xiao——" Shangjun gritted his teeth and glared at the man in white, humming coldly, "I want him to die!"

Wu Qifenghua frowned, what happened to Xiaojun. The man in white was ready to go. Qi Fenghua flew up to the merchant and whispered, "You are in the advanced house, here you are."

Shangjun still wanted to say something, but the thought of repairing the house, Shangjun took the soft sword and hurried to the house.

Li Xiu's side was lying on the ground, blood stained the bluestone ground, and her bright eyes were now tightly closed. The business man shivered and raised Xiu Zhi in his arms, patted his face, and shouted, "Xiu Zhi, how are you Xiu Zhi?"

"I ..." are businessmen? Qin Xiu's whole body was weak, and the cold feeling seemed to drown him. He grabbed the merchant's hand in trembling, but struggling, but still gasped and said, "I have a word and always want to tell you."

Xiu Zhizhi's cold body temperature and hot blood were suffering him. The merchant hurriedly ordered Xiu Zhi's acupuncture point, and said anxiously, "Don't talk, you have something to say when you are hurt."

Qin Xiuzhi shook his head hard, panting anxiously, "Don't say it now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say it again."

The Shang Shangjun hurriedly pressed on the blood-scarring wound, even though he had already clicked the acupuncture point, but for some reason, blood seemed to be unstoppable, constantly flowing from his fingers. His hands trembled uncontrollably, and Shang ’s heart seemed to be cold with the flowing blood. I do n’t know when the tears have blinded Shang ’s eyes, and I do n’t know whether to comfort or repair himself. The business man kept whispering, "No, fix it, you will be fine! No!"

"Jun——" It was already hazy in front of him, holding the trembling hand of Shangjun tightly, Qin Xiuzhi panted and said, "I ..." Shangjun leaned down and put his ears against his lips. The voice came on and off: "I ... like you." He finally told him, finally with a smile of satisfaction, Qin Xiuzhi closed his eyes slowly.

I like you……

I like you……

Master Shang Shang's mind was blank, a tear dripped down his cheek, and crossed Qin Xiuzhi's brows. What is he telling him? he does not want! He didn't want him to tell him at this time! he does not want!

"Xiu Zhi, Xiu Zhi wake up. Do you not want to hear my answer? You wake up." No matter how he shouted or shook, Xiu Zhi no longer responded. The merchant felt that his heart was cold and hollow.

In a fierce battle just now, pear blossoms scattered in the yard. Under the white petals, the man in white was isolated, and the whole body exuded an unattractive breath. The cold eyes of Sen Leng's mask can no longer be described by cold. The narrow eyes raised are full of evil charm and cold residual light, but just looking at him, Qi Fenghua was shocked.

"Another death killer." The hoarse voice implied internal force, and in the bright red room in his hand, Mori Hanhan was looming.

I have seen the confrontation between the man and the merchant, Qi Fenghua already knows that the man's martial art is definitely above him. Clasping the bone-piercing nail in his hand, Qi Fenghua beat the drum straight in her heart, but she did not dare to show guilty conscience. Cheeky disdain, Qi Fenghua shouted back: "Who is dead is not necessarily, you still have to prepare a coffin for yourself."

Crazy man! The white man's eyes flashed, and he looked at the young man who looked less than twenty in front of him. The young man's face was arrogant and compelling, his breath was even and powerful, but he was by no means a peerless master. The man froze coldly, and it turned out that the newborn was not afraid of the tiger. Opening the folding fan in his hand, the man exerted his strength and attacked Qi Fenghua.

With good speed, Qi Fenghua quickly transported her internal forces and shot several bone-piercing nails in her hand. This method of throwing a hidden weapon is a stunt transmitted by the master's father, and is Qi Fenghua's only powerful skill. If he fights close, he is flat, so he must not let the man approach him within three feet.

When a hidden weapon like a heavy rain came, the man was startled. He had never seen anyone who could send so many and powerful hidden weapons at once. Could he be wrong? The martial art of this young man was really unfathomable?

It was just a moment of loss. The man was stabbed in the right arm with a bone piercing nail, almost at the same time, a spicy pain extended from the right arm to the shoulder and chest, straight into the atrium! The man immediately regained his internal strength, clicked the acupuncture point to protect his heart, and glared coldly at Qi Fenghua, humming, "Do you use poison?"

Seeing him hitting his newly-developed Ma Xisan, Qi Fenghua finally breathed a sigh of relief and said proudly: "It's too late to find out now." At the same time, it can also make people feel heartache. This person just hurt Xiaojun just like that, which is just the right way to deal with him.

The clamor of fights attracted the attention of the patrolman, and the noise of footsteps showed a lot of people. These men are not in their eyes at all, but the paralysis of the right arm is so painful that they have to re-examine the young man in front of them. Suddenly, the man laughed wildly, and the hoarse laughter sounded a little scary. The man leaped up and swept up the roof very quickly, and laughed, "Dare to use poison in front of me, you are the first. Boy, I will come to you again."

He didn't scream out in pain, but still use light work? Does his poison not work for men? Or are men also masters of poison? Qi Fenghua finally got interested, and said aloud, "If you don't die, I'll wait."

The puppet man was so fast that he disappeared like a ghost for a while. After Qi Fenghua was scared, he was shocked. If it was not poison, he would not be a man's opponent. Thinking of Shang Shang's injury just now, Qi Fenghua hurried into the house, and behind him were Xiao Zongqing and Long Yihai who hurried to him.

Xun and his party rushed into the room, and saw that Shang Jun was holding a man covered in blood. On closer inspection, it was Qin Xiuzhi. His face was bloodless, the blood on his chest was still flowing, and the madness and despair of the merchant was even more scary. Qi Fenghua leaned gently on the shoulder of the merchant and said anxiously, "Xiaojun, how are you?"

The stagnant business man seemed to see the savior, and suddenly pulled Qi Fenghua's sleeve tightly with excitement, repeating the two words: "Save him, save him." The voice was getting weaker and weaker, and finally his support Can't help but fall down.

"Xiaojun!" Qi Fenghua held Shangjun in his arms, took his pulse, and looked at the man in the ink coat lying in the pool of blood, frowning tightly.

This is not the first time, why are Shang and Qin Xiuzhi repeatedly assassinated? What secrets do they have? Long Yihai slowly exited the room thoughtfully.

纵 Xiao Zongqing's face was blue and white, and the tears on Shang's pale face were dense. The tears made his heartache more heartbreaking. When did Jun cry like this?

Uh ...

The faint floral fragrance lingers, and the pear blossom under the moon is so pitying. Qi Fenghua leaned halfway on the porch, leaning against the man with a pale face on the side of the bed, and Hu Yan's full face. Xiaojun was in a coma for five days, and he sat here for five days, hardly eating or drinking, his eyes turned red, but he refused to leave Xiaojun a step, and he knew that Xiaojun was a man dressed as a woman. That said, their relationship should be extraordinary, but why does it seem that when he saw Xiaojun's affection for Mo Yi men that day? What is Jun doing?

"Repair it ..."

Murmured low and shallow, faintly came from the curtain, the man outside the tent was shocked, his fists clenched and loose, loose and tight, his face was darker than once. Qi Fenghua sometimes really wanted to ask, since it is so painful, why stay here and suffer?

"Repair it ..."

Wu Qifenghua lamented, and came again.

的 The man who had sat dead for five days suddenly stood up, stood in front of the bed for a while, turned around and strode out of the room without saying a word from beginning to end. The expression of the man could not be seen in the dark night, but the generous back was full of feelings.

"Repair it!" In the tent, the merchant yelled, his breath became disordered. Qi Fenghua immediately rushed to the bed, put on his wrist, and the inner strength of the collision caused the merchant to twist uneasily, pulled out the silver needles, and sealed his several big points, and the merchant slowly calmed down.

Xu retracted the silver needle and looked at the thin face of Shang Jun, Qi Fenghua's heart was as painful as being pinched by something. If this poison cannot be solved, his life is afraid to fail. Even if he is cured, Wu Gong is not as good as before, can he bear it?

"Uncle Little."

Wu Qifenghua returned to God, the merchant had opened his eyes and wanted to sit up. Putting a hand on his shoulder, Qi Fenghua said, "Don't move."

"Repair it, how about repairing him?" There was still chaos in his mind, and the appearance of repairing in a pool of blood had been circling in his head. The feeling of heartache aggravated him more than the pain of the body.

As soon as I woke up, I care about these things. Why doesn't he care how many days he can live? Feeling frustrated, Qi Fenghua replied coldly, "Dead."

died? The business man widened his eyes, and sat up, Xiu's death? His mind was blank, and his chest felt stuffy.

Seeing his face turn grey, Qi Fenghua helped him and said quickly: "Well, I lied to you, he wasn't dead."

Shang Shang turned his head a little stiffly, looking at Qi Fenghua dubiously. Qi Fenghua sighed and explained, "He's lucky, he wiped his sword across the heart, but he lost too much blood and couldn't die. You still worry about yourself."

He's not dead! The merchant's heart was finally relieved, and Li Qili was evacuated halfway and collapsed. Qi Fenghua helped him lie down carefully and couldn't help but count down: "How long did I leave? You made yourself immature. Do you know what the poison is? You dare to urge internal force, you I do n’t want Wugong ’s? I do n’t want my life, do I? ”

Shang Shangjun gently raised the corners of his lips and tilted his head. It was nice that someone cared.

He was so indifferent again. He was like this before. Qi Fenghua hummed, "Don't think that nothing will happen if you don't talk."

"With you by my side, even if I die, I have no regrets." He knew that the uncle was already doing his best, and the pain in his chest was numb. I was afraid it was not so easy to heal.

"Jun!" Qi Fenghua growled, "Why don't you love yourself so much? You let me say what's good about you."

"Uncle Shi." The business man paused for a while, Qi Fenghua listened carefully, only to hear the low voice quietly said, "You are more and more like a master."

What does 意思 mean? Are you getting stingy? Hearing what he said, Qi Fenghua stunned, and scolded: "Dead girl!" After scolding Qi Fenghua, she laughed, no matter how good, but also made fun of him.

Shang Shangjun closed his eyes slowly, and said softly if he said, "Thank you, little master." Thank you for accompanying me along the way, and for bringing me brotherhood. Thank you.

Qi Qifenghua half-knelt in front of the bed, holding the cold and weak hand of Shang Jun tightly, her eyes flushed, and she said, "Thank you for saying anything to me, I won't let you be troubled."

I must not!

Uh ...

Qi Qinxiu half was lying on the bed. Excessive blood loss made him so weak that it was difficult to raise his hands, and the headache he now had was the woman in front of the bed.

Long Liuli carefully blew the soup in her hand, took a spoonful, and gently handed it to Xiu's lips, saying, "Xiu Zhi, the doctor said you must not move, let me feed you." She would not be so easy. She gave up, she didn't believe, her tenderness couldn't capture him.

Shu Xiu tilted his head and said, laboriously, "Thank you Lord, I can drink it myself."

Qilong Liuli pursed her mouth slightly and coaxed, "How can you drink like this? Open your mouth obediently."

Ji Qin Xiu was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to respond, and he really didn't have the energy to deal with her, and whispered, "Raid Mu."

Xi Mu, who had been standing beside the bed, immediately flashed forward and took the medicine bowl in Long Liuli's hand. Qin Xiuzhi quickly said, "It's not early, send the county master out."

Opened the door of the room, and Xi Mu said sternly, "Lord, please."

Well, you Qin Xiuzhi, good intentions as donkey liver and lungs. Secretly suppressing the anger in her heart, Long Liuli got up and said, "Okay, then you take a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."

With the anger, Long Liuli hurried out, colliding with people on the outside. Long Liuli looked up angrily, and she couldn't say anything when she saw the person coming in. This person was the handsome and silent doorkeeper Xiao Zongqing? The beard on his face was described as stingy and frosty.

Xiao Xiaozongqing didn't look at her, rushed into Qin Xiuzhi's room. Long Liuli wanted to stay and see what was going on. Ye Yan, who was standing in the courtyard, appeared coldly behind her. There was no alternative but Long Liuli had to leave the courtyard where he lived.

纵 Xiao Zongqing's tall figure appeared in the room, 通 's face, flushed eyes, and a wolf howling, so that the two in the room were stunned, separated between him and Xiu.

Ji Qin Xiuzhi sat upright and said, "Zui Mu, give me the medicine, let's go down."

Assault Mu hesitated for a while, or handed the medicine bowl to Xiu Zhi, quietly backed out of the door.

In the room, two men, one lying and one standing, face each other.

Outside the door, Zi Mu and Ye Yan stood awkwardly in front of the closed door. The matter between the master, Shang Gongzi, and Xiao Men can be seen by the discerning people. Although they were surprised at first, they have to admit that they have to go along. They have to admit that only unparalleled people like Shang Gongzi are worthy of his master. .

But what's the situation now, do you love each other? Xi Mu and Ye Yan gave each other a look, and kept silent, listening nervously to the movement inside, for fear that their master would suffer.

Inside the door, Qin Xiuzhi and Xiao Zongqing face each other. Xiao Zongqing's full face Hu Hu could barely see his expression, only those angry red eyes, the undulating chest showing his anger. Qin Xiuzhi opened his eyes and whispered, "Did he wake up?"

Almost at the same time, Xiao Zongqing also asked coldly, "Why is Jun poisoning?" For five days, Jun did not wake up. Only he was with him at that time, and only he knew what happened.

He also wanted to know when the Shangjun was poisoned. Thinking back to the experience of that day, Qin Xiuzhi shook his head and replied, "I don't know when he was poisoned. When I arrived in the room, the man in white was already inside. Can his poison be resolved?"

Xiao Zongqing replied impatiently: "I don't know!" Qi Fenghua, who claims to be Uncle Jun, asks everything in an unreasonable manner. If he knows whether Jun's poison can be solved, he still needs to become anxious. .

"Who is that man? Why kill the king?" After checking for a few days, the information about the man in white was almost zero. This is something that Silent Door never happened.

"The person he was going to kill was supposed to be me." It was he who wounded the business man twice and was wounded inexplicably by him for so many years. Even after many times, he almost lost his life, and he was not upset. This time, he hated himself.

He is him again! Xiao Zongqing's eyes were red, and he stared at the bloodless man half-lying on the bed, angrily, "In such troubled times, what he is going to do is dangerous enough. You can't protect him, and you can't help He, just get away from me! Only the real strong are worthy to stand with Jun! "

Qi Qin Xiuzhi held the medicine bowl tightly, his breath was mad, he looked back at the angry Xiao Zongqing, and said coldly, "Are you warning me?"

"What is it!"

"If I say no!"

In the small room that was originally small, two men, one angry, one condensed, not giving up to each other, a tense and depressing atmosphere, even the admirers and Ye Yan standing outside swallowed unconsciously. They followed the master for two years and never got angry with him with no good temper.

He put down the medicine bowl in his hand, Qin Xiuzhi leaned on the bed, stood up strenuously, and walked step by step towards the furious Xiao Zongqing. The scar on his chest revealed a few strands of scarlet because of his actions. Until the two stood side by side, Qin Xiuzhi's cold voice calmly said, "What are you afraid of?"

What are you afraid of? Xiao Zongqing froze, looking into the condensing eyes in front of his eyes, he saw his wild and frantic eyes. He was afraid. He was afraid that Jun would not stay with him in the end. He was afraid that no matter how hard he tried, he would finally have to fight against him.

"Xiao Zongqing, you're here tonight, not just to warn me, just ask whatever you want."

He secretly gritted his teeth, Xiao Zongqing suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and Shen asked, "What is the relationship between you and Jun?"

No relationship? Touching the hot and sore wound on the chest, Qin Xiuzhi lowered his head with ridicule. What is the relationship between them? Qin Xiuzhi was not shy, and calmly replied, "I like him. He may be just a friend to me."

Is he just a friend? Thinking of five days, the constant murmur in his ear, Xiao Zongqing's hand tightened unconsciously. If he is only a friend, when he is in a coma, he will be thinking of him all the time; if he is only a friend, why should he rush over and ask him unreasonably?

Recalling every bit of acquaintance with the merchant, Qin Xiuzhi chuckled to himself: "It is ridiculous for me to love a man, but after meeting the merchant, everything It becomes so natural. "Xiao Zongqing and he should have the same experience.

纵 Xiao Zongqing suddenly looked up, "You don't know him ..." Is it a woman? Qin Xiuzhi didn't know that Jun was a woman? Xiao Zongqing was so shocked that her mind went blank for a moment. He went along all the way, regardless of life and death, blocking the sword for the king, but did not know, is the woman?

"I know that such feelings can cause trouble for him, but I still can't control myself. In fact, I admire you very much. I'm not afraid of anyone's eyes and worldly rumors. But at the end, I dare to say something I like." In this regard, he is indeed inferior to Xiao Zongqing who dares to love and hate.

He sighed, and Qin Xiuzhi smiled lightly: "Let's compete fairly, no matter what the merchant's final choice is, I will accept it and bless him." He couldn't let him go. He couldn't let go of the merchant's choice.

The words "fair competition?" Stimulated Xiao Zongqing, pointing to Qin Xiuzhi. Xiao Zongqing roared out of control, "Why can you compete with me fairly?" You do n’t even know he is a woman, what is it? fair competition. Qin Xiuzhi didn't know that Jun was a woman. He should be happy, didn't he? But why, he felt his heart was punched badly, sore and painful.

Xiao Zongqing's aggressiveness finally stabbed him. Looking down on Xiao Zongqing, Qin Xiu said angrily: "Xiao Zongqing, maybe I don't have the ability to give him more thoughtful protection like you, but I love him and protect him no less than you."

"Enough." Xiao Zongqing roared. At this time, he was more irritable than when he came, turned and kicked the door, and rushed out of the house.

Qi Qin Xiuzhi looked at the back of Xiao Zongqing's frantic movement, unable to move, although he kept himself calm, and his heart was like a wound on his chest, and the blood flow was endless. Only the real strong are worthy to stand next to the king. This was what Xiao Zongqing told him. Maybe he was right. Even if he was willing to guard him, the result was that he was injured again. The thin white coat was soaked with blood, and he didn't notice it.

Running all the way to the tree forest inside the house, Xiao Zongqing punched **** the thick trunk with a violent force, shaking the canopy rustling, and in his hand, the sawdust penetrated deeply into the flesh and flesh. Vague, but he felt no pain at all.

If he hadn't known that Jun was a woman, what would he do now? Maybe give up early, may struggle with self-sorrow, or may still be infatuated.

fair competition? Xiao Zongqing suddenly laughed wildly, and the laughter was mad and stern.