Red Heart Survey

The weather was very good this day, and the warmth flowed with the streamer.

In the residence of the envoy of Chu State, Zhong Liyan, who was famous for beating dogs in the street, was practicing sword in the courtyard.

His movements are very slow, which is completely contrary to his violent personality. The feet were rooted to the ground, and it took a quarter of an hour to pick just a slant. The heavy Nanyue Sword is very light at this time, as if if one does not hold it firmly, it will be blown away by the wind.

The whole body is full of blood and energy, and the light is like a dream. The small courtyard is quiet.

The domineering and egotistical martial artist looks like a flower waterer at this moment.

"My lord." A soldier of the Divine Crime Army came in at this moment, holding a gold-plated post: "Do you want to watch the duel between Lord Dou Zhao and Marquis Wu'an of Qi State today?"

While practicing his sword, Zhong Liyan gave this post a disdainful look.

The sergeant had a square head and a broad face, but he was clever. He added cautiously: "Lord Dou Zhao left it for you. If you have time, you might as well go and see it. There are not many places to watch the battle this time. I have this with me. won't be blocked."

"What's he pretending to be!" Zhong Liyan laughed out loud, "There were not many places for the match between me and Jiang Wang. Those who went to observe and study were all prestigious people."

The sergeant didn't speak.

Zhong Liyan suddenly asked again: "What was that guy talking about?"

The sergeant said: "This is probably what my subordinates conveyed."

Zhong Liyan said seriously: "I want to listen to the original words."

He added: "Don't worry, I won't be angry."

The sergeant looked at him cautiously: "I told you to keep your eyes open and learn a few tricks carefully, so as not to embarrass Chu again."

The expression on Zhong Liyan's face was quite peaceful.

But the floor tiles under his feet were already cracked.

"Oh." He sneered: "Tell me the truth, I fought with Jiang Wang the day before yesterday, and Dou Zhao also went to see it secretly, right? Otherwise, how could I know the result so early? Let me tell you, even if he won today, That's also my credit. I leveled all the pits for him, do you know?"

The sergeant said: "Master Dou really didn't go, he has been practicing swords in the yard."

"He said he practiced the sword, so he practiced the sword?"

"It's real sword practice, many of us are watching."

Zhong Liyan looked at him and said, "Then I won't go today either."

He casually took the post in the sergeant's hand, flung it high into the air, and disappeared in an instant.

Only then did he snort coldly: "The chickens are pecking at each other, what's there to see?"

The sergeant looked up at the sky where the post disappeared, his eyes full of regret.

You don't want to see it. You can leave it to me, I really want to see it!

"What are you looking at!" Zhong Liyan slapped him on the head: "Okay, okay, get out of here, I want to learn peerless martial arts behind closed doors, and I will find Jiang Wang to win back the game in a few days. Don't come in to disturb me. Firstly."

"How many days?" The sergeant asked in a daze.

Zhong Liyan stared at him: "Is this something you worry about?"

The sergeant walked away with his head in his arms.

boom!

The courtyard door closed behind him.

Not long after, the glow of the formation appeared, showing General Zhongli's determination to retreat.

As one of the core temples of Eagle City, Minhe Temple covers an extremely large area. With the main hall Guangwen Yexiewu Hall as the center, there have been many expansions over the years, and now there are 28 auxiliary halls, corresponding to the stars.

Around each auxiliary hall, there are many other buildings accompanying it.

For example, the area where the envoys of the Chu State are located is around the side hall corresponding to Jing Muyan Xing Xing.

If you look down from a high altitude, you should see golden brilliance like a tide, a cloud of precious energy, and a clear pattern.

Of course, no living beings are allowed to fly over the high sky of the Supreme Royal Court. Those who are lucky enough to see this majestic scene are just wandering in the sky.

At a certain moment, in the area of ​​the side hall corresponding to Jing Muyan's constellation. There was a black figure that suddenly rushed out from the back door of a certain courtyard. Extremely fast and light, within a few ups and downs, it disappeared without a trace.

...

The light of the sky flows like water, shining from one side to the other.

The residence of the envoys of Jing State is located in the side hall area corresponding to Doumuxie Xingxing.

The architectural style here is different, with several military forts connected together.

At this time, on the high platform of one of the military forts, a reclining chair was placed, and a sunshade was set up above the reclining chair. Next to the lounge chair is a wine table, under which there is mist and landscape sculptures. There is a jug of fine wine and several plates of snacks on the stage.

Huang Sheli, who peels peanuts, sits on the deck chair.

Her mouth was filled with indignation: "Jiang Wangmei cares about looks, and she is charming. Dou Zhaomei cares about looks, like Wang Yang. I was hesitant about who to support, but now I don't hesitate!"

There is a small half circle of battlements in front of the high platform, which could have been used for ballista.

Murong Long stood with his hands behind his back in front of the battlements, looking coldly into the distance, as if he was studying how to bring down the Supreme Royal Court, how to cut off the blood vessels of this great city in the shortest time.

Huang Sheli crossed his legs carelessly, peeling, eating, and cursing while eating.

"Why?" After listening for a while, Murong Long asked a question suddenly.

Huang Sheli is also used to it, and explained very seriously: "This kid Dou Zhao won't let me make money! My old lady went to negotiate business with him with good intentions, provided him with a duel venue, helped him find customers, and speculated on prices. He didn't even let me sell tickets! For this duel, neither he nor Jiang Wang can bring more than three people."

"That is to say, only six tickets can be sold?" Murong Long asked.

Huang Sheli gulped down half a bowl of wine, feeling very distressed. After all, if you don't make a profit, you will lose: "None of them have to be sold. These places can only be decided by him and Jiang Wang."

Murong Long was thoughtful: "If you don't enter the audience, this is going to be serious."

Huang Sheli clenched his fist hard and slammed it in the air: "This ignorant person, let's see how my Jiang Wang beats him!"

Murong Long frowned and said, "Since you can't make any money, why are you so worried? The opening cost of Qingya Terrace is not low, and repairing it is even more troublesome."

"Oh." Huang Sheli let go of his fist, and said dejectedly, "Who made me want to watch it? I will give one of Dou Zhao's spots to watch the battle."

Murong Long said angrily, "Can you be a little promising?"

Huang Sheli smiled, raised a finger and said: "The first rule of life, don't be angry with beautiful women. You will become unhappy."

Murong Long said with a cold face: "It's all messed up. Look at the women you raised, how you have been used to them, and they are all lawless."

"Why are you acting like an old pedant, every day." Huang Sheli rolled his eyes: "Beauty needs to be irrigated with love. If you don't pamper and love, where does the bloom come from?"

Murong Long only responded with a cold snort.

"Then tell me, if you were me and Dou Zhao made you unhappy, what would you do?" Huang Sheli started peeling peanuts again.

Three peanuts and a sip of wine, happy like a fairy.

"Let him go with a pigeon first. After they both arrive at the arena, tell them suddenly that the arena is closed today. Maintenance, fasting, whatever, just find any reason that seems perfunctory." Murong Longqie His eyes were still cold, but he was eager to try.

"And then?" Huang Sheli asked.

"Both of them must be uncomfortable, and then they'll come and pick me up. Then I'll beat them both to death—what?"

"You are a genius." Huang Sheli rolled his eyes, pulled up the shirt next to him, put it on his body, and walked away in the air: "I'd better go to see a beauty play a big show, and I'm too lazy to talk to you !"

Murong Long glanced at the peanut shells on the ground, and then looked into the distance again.

The tents in the distance stretched like waves in the sea of ​​clouds, and a group of priests in gorgeous robes were passing by.

He couldn't help frowning and said, "When will these prairie people know that we don't like living in military forts?"

The pastoral country allocates different living areas for the envoys of each country. In these areas, some local characteristic buildings have also been built, which can be regarded as intentional.

But this "heart" is a bit too rough.

There is no danger in the north of Jing Kingdom, and the military fort is a military building that Jing Kingdom has slowly evolved in the history of fighting against the demons.

The construction cost is low, the defense is high, and the toughness is strong, which is completely in line with the war environment of fighting with demons.

But as a living environment...

You shepherds go to the grassland, do we ask you to sleep on horseback?

...

...

The complaints of the Jing people did not affect the duel.

At this time, in the Qingya Terrace of the Canglang Arena, there were only a few scattered people sitting in the empty stands.

East and west sides, three on one side.

This makes one of the guys wearing a cloak and covering his face very conspicuous...

Dou Zhao did not allow the Canglang Arena to sell spectator tickets, and limited the number of duel parties to the arena to watch the battle within six people. Of course, this is a kind of attention, and it is also an attitude - he did not hesitate to flip his cards in this battle!

The covenant of God's arrival last year outside the Da Chu King's Capital is now being fulfilled in the Great Shepherd King's Capital.

He is serious.

There is no grievance or entanglement, and it has nothing to do with the interests of individuals or the country. It's just pure, one strong person's expectation for another strong person.

Jiang Wang was very willing to respond.

Marquis Wu'an of the Great Qi came to the grasslands and never participated in a one-day diplomatic activity. I met a few people on the first day, and I still only know a few people now.

Therefore, the three spectator quotas on his side were simply given to Helian Yunyun, who would be allocated by the Great Shepherd Princess herself.

Regardless of what Zhao Rucheng thinks, he and He Lianyun have already agreed to this marriage.

At this time, Helian Yunyun was sitting in the middle of the east stand, wearing a grassland-style emperor's crown uniform, bathed in the light, which was beyond words.

Sitting next to her was a nun in black, about thirty years old, mature and beautiful, but her temperament was cold.

Yu Wenduo, who occupied the last place to watch the match because of Zhao Rucheng, sat obediently in the corner of the stand.

Among the three people sitting in the west stand, the most conspicuous one was of course the masked stranger. As if no one could recognize him, his body was stiff, and he sat there pretending to be calm.

Poor Zhong Liyan thought it was the same as the last match, at least there were hundreds of people watching the match. He shrank to any position at random, retracted his momentum, and pressed the eaves of the cloak, who could notice him?

I never thought that there would be only six people sitting in such a large grandstand.

Don't you think it's a waste?

The eyes of the rest of the people occasionally looked over, as if they were looking at fools. He ignored them all, and only said silently in his heart: "I don't know me, I don't know me, I don't know me."

The most imposing one is Huang Sheli.

Dama Jindaodi also sat in the center, his eyes crossed the martial stage, staring straight at Helian Yunyun on the opposite side, and occasionally moved away to look at the beautiful nun next to her.

Helian Yunyun glanced at her, and she smiled brightly at Helian Yunyun.

Helian Yunyun smiled back politely, and she grinned.

After repeating this for several rounds, Helian Yunyun got used to it and let her watch.

The last person on the west stand was Jin Gonghao, the eldest son of the world famous general Jin Tandu, a son of true blood, and a strong man of God. He also has a younger brother named Jin Ge. It was the one who was elected to the Yellow River meeting, but was squeezed out by Zhao Rucheng in the end.

Dou and Jin have some business contacts, so Dou Zhao and Jin Gonghao know each other. Although not too familiar, Jin Gonghao said that it doesn't matter who he is for the spectator spot.

Jin Gonghao, who is twenty-nine this year, together with Yu Wenlie of Yuwen Clan and Wanyan Clan of Wanyan Clan, are also known as the "Three Horses of Qionglu". Achieved God's Realm.

It's just that they couldn't compete against Cang Ming in the run-off for the Yellow River Meeting in 3919 of the Dao calendar.

And Cang Ming, who is the best in the grassland...failed even if he didn't make a single move at the meeting of the Yellow River.

Time, luck, and fate.

The heaviest blow that the Jin family has suffered in the past hundred years is definitely not that Jin Gonghao failed to climb the Guanhetai, nor was it that Jin Ge was pulled down before taking the stage, but Muguo's disastrous defeat in this battle of Jingmu.

Compared to other true blood families, his Jin family was on top of Tie Futu, the Sixth Cavalry Army in the world!

But sitting on the spectator seat today, Jin Gonghao's brows did not show the slightest worry. Some are just self-confidence, just calm, just strong.

Under the watchful eyes of these six spectators, the arches on both sides of the Qingya Terrace slowly opened, and the two protagonists of today's duel came into the arena.

One of them was wearing a military uniform with a red background and gold trim, but nominated Dao Tianxiao, like the scorching sun moving across the sky.

One, with a sword hanging on a blue shirt, walks slowly, like a cloud floating down the sky.

"Huh?"

On the east stand, the nun in black made a somewhat unexpected sound.

"What's wrong?" Helian Yunyun asked in a low voice.

The black-clothed nun smiled thoughtfully: "Some people say that Jiang Wang is extremely ugly. When I saw him today, I knew that the rumors were not credible."

"Beauty and ugliness depends on who you compare with. Marquis of Wu'an is not so ugly..." He Lian Yunyun said, and then took a closer look at Jiang Wang: "But he is indeed better looking than the meeting of the Yellow River."

The two of them can become friends because apart from common interests, they naturally have similar interests, such as appreciation of beauty.

The black-clothed nun smiled and said, "Historical records record that Emperor Huai of Qin had an all-powerful appearance. I heard that your Ying Ziyu is as good as Emperor Huai was back then. When will you let me see him?"

Helian Yunyun just looked at the field with a smile: "Next time."

It was noon and the sun was high.

Two figures, one red and one green, stood face to face on the martial arts stage.

The distance between each other is only ten steps.

There is no master of ceremonies today.

There isn't any extra pair of eyes.

The wandering clouds on the other side, the free sunlight, and even the flow of air.

Everything suddenly stopped.

And in Dou Zhao's bright eyes, there is a little bit of red gold... It suddenly magnifies!