Infinite Script Killing

"hiss!!!"

Qian Feng took a breath in his chest, and felt that the person in front of him was covered in blood and filled with murderous aura, which made him feel as if he had fallen into hell. The blood in his body was cold, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

For a moment, I was filled with anger, but it was completely stuck in my throat and I couldn't say a word.

When Xu Tong saw that he was silent, he walked forward with a smile, stretched out his hand and put Wu Yanfang's head in Qian Feng's arms: "Please help me take it!"

Although the voice was soft, the words were as heavy as a mountain of stone. They pressed on Qian Feng's shoulders, making his whole body muscles tense, and he did not dare to move while holding the head.

Xu Tong strode over and looked at the No. 2 person in the world in front of him.

The moment the two people looked at each other, a strong wind blew up in the air and swept across all directions, making the civil and military personnel of the court feel breathless.

Several foreigners who were treated as guests by Xu Lai were even more shocked. They felt the unstoppable murderous aura in Xu Tong's body, and they were all terrified.

"What a murderous god, no wonder he has gained a great reputation on the frontier!"

Xu Lai smiled and began to praise, as if Xu Tong's killing of Wu Yanfang was a trivial matter to him.

I saw Xu Lai opening his palms and waving his sleeves lightly, and a warm aura spread out, allowing everyone to relax from the strong sense of oppression just now.

"Thank you Lord Guozhu for the compliment!"

Xu Tong stood up straight and cupped his hands slightly.

"Marquis Shenwu is the hero of this great victory at Langshan. You are a rising star in the world. Jianghu Baixiaosheng has ranked you fifth, tied with Master Jiuyang. Today is just the right time. You might as well sit down and talk about it."

Xu Lai pointed to the seat next to him, with a pleasant expression that made it difficult to tell whether the Guozhu Lord was angry or happy.

At this time, Xu Lai's eyes changed, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he frowned and said, "What evil are you doing!"

The evil obstacle that Xu Lai mentioned was no one else, but Xu Fan who followed Xu Tong.

Xu Fan was used to being reprimanded by his father in public, but for some reason, he felt particularly painful today, especially the look and gloomy look his father cast on him, which made him want to kill him on the spot.

Xu Fan took a deep breath, raised his head and responded with a cold face: "My child is paying homage to my father. My father is hosting a banquet here. My child also came to join in the fun and offer a toast to your uncles. In addition, Shenwuhou has a close relationship with my child. The child specially brought him here to introduce him to his father."

When Xu Fan said this, the officials present who did not know the inside story suddenly became much more relaxed.

After all, Xu Lai would never let the news about the Xu family spread out. If outsiders knew that his eldest son had committed the crime of matricide, it would be a huge blow to Xu Lai himself.

So even Lu Ji, who was once again pregnant with Xu Lai's flesh and blood, only knew that Xu Lai hated Xu Fan extremely, but she didn't know the root cause.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xu Guozhu hates iron for not being able to become steel. In Xu Lai's heart, he had no idea how many times he could not help but cut this evil beast into pieces.

At this moment, Xu Fan behaved politely, and everyone just thought that he had enlightened, and started to praise him one after another.

Xu Lai clenched his fingers for a moment and glanced suspiciously at Xu Fan and Yang Hong, only to see that Shenwuhou actually took Xu Fan's arm and sat on the seat next to him.

The cordial look between the two of them made Xu Lai's nails dig deep into his fists.

"I heard from Brother Xu that it's so gratifying to congratulate you, Mr. Guozhu, that you have a son at this old age. When the child is one month old next year, I will ask Mr. Guozhu to give me a glass of full-moon wine so that I can feel happy too."

Xu Tong raised his glass with a smile and tipped it towards Xu Lai.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. They didn't know this yet. After hearing Xu Tong's words, they immediately raised their glasses and toasted to Xu Lai.

Xu Lai was very happy on the surface, but when he raised his glass to drink together, a coldness flashed across his eyes.

At this moment, a pleasant sound of playing the piano suddenly sounded on the lake.

"Hey, it's that Yao Qing girl who's coming out!"

Everyone raised their heads.

On the lake, I saw a painted boat approaching from a distance. The boat was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, with yellow paint on the top and carved beams and painted pillars. When the boat approached, I realized that even the characters on the lanterns were lifelike. The posture is touching.

It can be seen that the painter of this lantern has a high standard and is already at the level of a master.

The sound of the piano came from the boat.

Just listening to the sound of the piano is like the sound of nature, changing from vague to clear, echoing on the lake. Whether it is tourists on the edge of the West Lake or scholars coming by boat, they all stop what they are doing and listen in rapt attention.

The guqin player's technique is exquisite, which is rare in the world. The sound of the guqin he plays is mellow, sometimes like the sound of pines and waves in the valley, sometimes like the sound of the empty valley, and there is no trace of noise between the ups and downs.

Even Xu Tong couldn't help but feel a little trance when he heard it. He felt that the sound of the piano had a strong Taoist charm, which could wash away distracting thoughts in the mind and make people's thoughts clear and enlightened.

"As expected of a Yaoqing girl, she is a master of piano and painting!"

Even Xu Fan, the prodigal son next to him, was rare and serious. He was full of praise for this Yaoqing girl, but he did not dare to have the slightest thought of blasphemy.

After a long time of finishing the song, the sound of the piano echoed, and the lingering sound was faint and lingering, and everyone by the West Lake was already fascinated by it.

As soon as the boat approached Yingcuiting, everyone woke up and stood up to greet it.

"What's the origin of this bitch?? Isn't she just a chicken?"

Xu Tong lowered his voice and asked Xu Fan aside.

Xu Fan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly signaled Xu Tong to be cautious: "Brother Yang, I don't know that this girl has a great origin. Behind her is the Taiqing Dao, the first sect of Daqian. It is said that she went down the mountain to experience the ordinary mind, which is different from ordinary people. I heard from my father that this girl's cultivation is Although he doesn’t have the power to cut down the path, he still has the ability to reach the heavens!”

Xu Tong's heart moved, and he suddenly became curious. He pulled Xu Fan and asked, "Your father is second in the world, can Taiqing Dao be more powerful than your father?"

"this……"

Xu Fan looked around, glanced at his father Xu Lai, and found that Xu Lai was completely focused on the building at the moment, so he lowered his voice and said: "I don't know, but my dad is very afraid of Taiqing Dao. , It seems that there is a true god behind this Taiqing Dao!"

When Xu Tong heard this, he immediately understood. The script in his hand did mention that Xu Lai was under the control of gods, but there was no clear explanation.

This can only be said that the starting point of the players in the previous round was too low, so that their status was not even enough to participate in this kind of banquet. Naturally, they were unable to contact the successor of Taiqing Dao in front of them. Their level of exploration was low, resulting in many details that were not included in the script. show.

This is why Xu Tong did not intend to use their route as a reference from the beginning.

Two maids in green shirts came out of the boat. Xu Tong took a look and found that these two maids were both masters at the pinnacle of Taoism. He was even more curious about this Yao Qing girl.

And Xu Lai was one step ahead of everyone else, striding forward, slightly arching his hands towards the two maids, and then looking directly at the boat: "Miss Yao Qing's music is moving. I have a music score in my hand, which is from the pre-Qin period. It's an ancient song, and I hope the girl will accept it even if it expresses my feelings a little bit."

Xu Lai took out the score from his arms and presented it to the maid.

The second best person in the world, Da Qian Guozhu, was so humble when facing the girl who painted the boat. Everyone understood what Xu Lai was planning.

Xu Tong couldn't help but said to Xu Fan: "Is your father going to find a stepmother for you?"

Xu Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt.

In fact, this matter is not difficult to understand. Although Lu Ji is pregnant, no one dares to say whether it is a boy or a girl.

What Xu Lai has to do is not just to have one son, but to have a lot of children and find a suitable heir to inherit the Xu family's property.

But with the body of an earthly immortal, it is not easy to give birth to a child, but if the woman has advanced cultivation, this matter will become easier.

After the two maids sent the music score into the building, a moment later a woman's voice of thanks came from the building: "Thank you Xu Guozhu. This music score is very rare. I just heard that this music score is so powerful in the world today." Marquis Shenwu is also here, I wonder if you can introduce him to me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned around and focused their attention on Xu Tong. Xu Lai looked at Xu Tong sideways, and his face became unhappy for a moment.

But Xu Tong picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He tilted his head and whispered to Xu Fan: "It seems that this Yaoqing girl can't be your stepmother!"

The other party was clearly trying to use him as a shield. Unfortunately, Xu Tong had never been a person who liked to suffer losses.

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the boat: "Today I heard the girl's name for the first time. She is indeed an extraordinary person. For this reason, I have also prepared a poem for the girl."

The West Lake Poetry Society is itself a place for poetry and poetry. When everyone heard that Marquis Shenwu wanted to present poems, they immediately became interested. Now everyone in the world knows that this Yang Hong is a scholar from the Xuankun country, and he is quite talented. , just take the opportunity to see what kind of poetry this Shenwuhou can write.

Even the woman sitting upright in the boat couldn't help showing a strange expression, and her eyes under the veil were quite proud.

Xu Tong glanced at the people present with his peripheral vision, and said with a smile: "The smoke is in the cold water, the moon is in the sand, and I stay at the West Lake near the restaurant at night."

"good!!"

Everyone's eyes lit up as soon as these two lines of poetry came out, and they knew that this poem was amazingly talented.

So they all pricked up their ears and waited for the next step.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the smile on Xu Tong's face gradually faded, and his voice suddenly turned colder. He squinted his eyes and read out the second half of the poem: "The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river."

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