Chapter 129： Demonstration (two more)

Chapter 129 Demonstration (two more)

"It's such a lively night this evening." Chu Yi said with a smile as he walked slowly towards the pavilion.

His handsome face was glowing with warm orange fire, with a smile like a spring breeze, warm and clean.

As if the wind and snow in the sky were softened with his arrival, the wind was soothing, and the snowflakes were light.

Volume Bi was relieved.

Gu Yanfei in the pavilion turned to look in the direction of Chu Yi.

At the moment when the two of them looked at each other, Chu Yi smiled slightly, and the smile could not stop overflowing from the bottom of his eyes, making his face even more moist.

The world walked beside him like a shadow, holding a tung oil umbrella in his hand, and Gu Yuan rushed to Zhuangzi with Chu Yi.

Gu Yuan walked right behind Chu Yi, quietly slung the long knife on his waist in one hand, strutting his head high and radiating vigor.

He looked around vigilantly at the shadows lurking in the darkness around him, and he was relieved: fortunately, my sister is safe and sound, fortunately...

Gu Yuan is now on duty, so he can't say anything casually, he can only wink at her quickly, meaning, are you alright.

Gu Yanfei nodded slightly, with a calm expression.

The snow suddenly became smaller and the breeze was breezy. After a while, there were only a few scattered snowflakes left in the night sky.

Soon, Chu Yi walked to a place less than ten feet away from the pavilion, and his eyes slowly moved from Gu Yanfei's face to the beautiful young man in red across the table.

He raised his lips and smiled lightly, his eyebrows stretched, his eyes fixed firmly on the face of the young Qingguo Qingcheng, and he pointed out the identity of the other party:

"Lord Xiahou, long time no see."

"Your lord came to the capital, why didn't you tell me, I can entertain your lord well and talk about the old days."

The gentle tone is neither slow nor slow, neither light nor heavy.

Gu Yuan heard it, of course, he was startled for a while, then he reacted and realized who the name represented.

The young man in red sitting with his sister in front of him turned out to be Xiahouqing of South Vietnam.

The lord of Tianxuansi, who is rumored to be in charge of half the sky and half of the military power in Nanyue, is a figure who even the Prince of Nanyue has to yield three points when he sees him, enough to turn his hands into clouds and rain in Nanyue!

According to rumors, Xiahouqing was ruthless and decisive in killing and killing. He once helped Nanyue win the southwestern Qiang people in one fell swoop, allowing Nanyue to expand 30% of its territory. They denounced each other, but Xia Houqing still went his own way.

This Xiahouqing is a lunatic. It is said that there was a censor in the Nanyue Dynasty who impeached him with a word of "treachery", and he killed him on the spot.

The list goes on and on.

Gu Yuan's complexion changed uncontrollably in an instant, his heart tightened slightly, and he couldn't help but feel scared for a while, and again happily secretly said: Fortunately, he didn't come too late.

If Xia Houqing wanted to kill anyone, no one could survive under his hands. The lives he had in his hands were probably more than the entire population of this capital combined.

Gu Yuan stared at Xiahou Yuan in the pavilion with all his attention.

"It turned out to be Young Master Yi." Xia Houqing smiled familiarly, her red lips raised high, as if she had recognized Chu Yi at this moment, and said lazily, "The reception is exempted, this seat has always disliked these red tapes."

His dark, ink-like eyes flashed with a dangerous ray of light.

Many kinds of guesses flashed through my mind like a glimmer of light.

Chu Yi smiled slightly and walked beside the old man who was described as withered. His steps were graceful and steady without any change.

The silver-haired old man's body was tense, and a fierce murderous intent flashed across his eyes, but when he saw that the master did not speak, he remained motionless, rooting there like a dead tree.

Chu Yi walked into the pavilion alone, and sat down comfortably in the seat between Gu Yanfei and Xia Houqing without being invited.

Almost at the same moment, Xia Houqing opened his mouth and instructed the old man: "Old Qi, let them retreat."

What? ! The old man widened his eyes in disbelief and looked at Xia Houqing intuitively.

Xia Houqing casually stroked his sleeves.

The dignified Prince Jingguo dares to come to the pavilion alone, what is he afraid of? !

Besides, Chu Yi has to be willing to do something to him. At this moment, it is not just the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who brought this village.

How dare the old man question Xia Houqing's decision, put his fingers in a ring between his lips, and immediately blew a sharp whistle.

Immediately, those shadowy shadows on the roof, wall, tree canopy, etc., were silently hidden in the darkness.

Sihai glanced at Chu Yi's eyes, raised his hand and made a gesture of waving back.

The next moment, the surrounding royal guards withdrew like a tide without hesitation.

The torches also retreated, and the surroundings became dark again.

On a night without the wind and snow, the stars and moon in the sky appear dimly among the dark clouds, and it is peaceful and serene.

This courtyard was instantly empty again, leaving only muddy footprints on the snow.

Chu Yi looked at Gu Yanfei with a genial smile, raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled at the end of his eyes, and looked gentle.

Gu Yanfei rolled his eyes, held Xueqi in his right hand, exchanged a tacit glance with him, and started talking:

"It's better to catch up early than to catch up. I'm thinking about helping Young Master Xiahou seize the power of Yue Kingdom."

When she spoke, it was still in a casual tone, as light as she was playing a game.

Hearing that, the old man outside the pavilion twitched the corners of his mouth again.

Chu Yi's eyes lightly swept across the red and purple pinch marks on Gu Yanfei's neck, his voice was a little cold, and he said lightly, "This matter is simple, Master Xiahou, do you want to listen to me? "

He imitated Gu Yanfei's tone and renamed him Young Master Xiahou. In one sentence, an invisible line was drawn between the three of them.

He and Gu Yanfei were on this side, and Xia Houqing was on the other side.

"Simple?" Xia Houqing's final voice rose, and his eyebrows and eyes curved into a strange arc, making people unable to see his emotions, let alone his true emotions.

"Yes." Chu Yi nodded simply, his smile was as clean as the spring water dripping down after the snow, "Do you want to talk?"

The soft evening wind blew, and the snow on the bamboo leaves fell like icing sugar. The low and unbroken green bamboo proudly straightened its back, and the green onion was still there.

A faint, cold bamboo fragrance floats in the air, with a hint of cool water vapor, quiet and elegant.

Xia Houqing's fingers began to rub the blood ring again, looking at Chu Yi, and then at Gu Yanfei.

The two of them were together in Tianyin Pavilion that day.

"You said." Xia Houqing finally spit out two words, and a sinister smile formed on the corner of his lips.

While speaking, Chu Yi's gaze swept across the short sword on the table and the red sleeve cloth on the ground, knowing that Gu Yanfei was definitely not at a disadvantage.

Chu Yi picked up the short sword and said slowly: "The current saint of Yue Kingdom, Bai Lihong, has been on the throne for more than 20 years.

"However, in the past five or six years, Baili Hongnian has become old and weak, arrogant and extravagant, and indulged in pleasures. He has neither the ambition to expand the territory nor the determination to work hard in the past."

"The country of Yue appears to be flourishing, but in fact it has long since disappeared."

His warm voice flowed in the air as cold as ice water, with a slight smile on his face, a self-confidence that was hard to ignore in his bones, with a kind of Yue Zhiyuanting imposing manner.

paused, the corner of his eyes glanced at Gu Yanfei's focused little face, the corners of his eyes were curved, and the warmth was infinite.

The flowers and trees in the courtyard danced in the evening wind, and the rustling sound was like a low voice.

"According to the hexagrams, the monarch is seriously ill." Gu Yanfei pointed at the compass with her index finger, and said solemnly, "The prince is in charge of the country, the brothers are in charge of the wall, the nine princes are fighting for the peak... Your country is in chaos!" She concluded with emotion.

"I remember that the fifteenth son of the emperor, Fang, turned one year old." Chu Yi answered again in a timely manner.

As soon as the two of them sang together, they almost said, how about simply holding the emperor to make the princes? !

Xia Houqing's eyes twitched invisibly, and he began to look back and forth between the two, his charming pupils were as deep as a deep valley that was impossible to see through.

He can at least be sure that Chu Yi and Bailiyin are definitely not together.

"Really standing in that supreme position is much more interesting than watching the wars between Yue and Jing from afar." Chu Yi took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the blade of the sword.

The silver blade radiated a chill colder than snow in the light.

The corners of Xia Houqing's mouth were slightly condensed, and he stroked the broken left cuff, and hid it under the stone table. ridicule.

The young man in white clothes like snow is white and thin, with immortal air fluttering, giving people a feeling of being weak and invincible.

"Young Master Yi," Xia Houqing raised her lips and smiled, her flawless brows and eyes became more and more beautiful and radiant, "In Yue Kingdom for eight years, you have not shown a single trace. It's really hard for you."

What a sick boy!

Chu Yi’s words were to convince himself to rely on the Son of Heaven to order the princes. Naturally, it was not good intentions, but he hoped that the country would be in chaos in Vietnam, so that Jingguo could get a breathing space, which was similar to his own strategy of “distracting water from the east”.

Xiahouqing clapped his hands in admiration and mocked: "I am ashamed of myself!"

The narrow, thin, bright and smooth blade clearly reflected Chu Yi's eyes that were deeper than the night sky.

Chu Yi smiled without saying a word. Suddenly, he twisted his wrist and danced a beautiful sword flower towards Xia Houqing, radiating silver.

However, Xiahouqing did not dodge at all, but the old man changed his face and exclaimed: "Honorable Lord!"

The sword light flashed away, and the next moment, the short sword had been retracted into its sheath, making a crisp crashing sound.

The movement of returning to the sheath is as smooth and natural as running clouds and water, and it is not sloppy at all.

And there was a bloodstain on the back of Xia Houqing's right hand.

The red blood is in stark contrast to the white skin.

This is also a response from Chu Yi.

is also a demonstration, right?

Xia Houqing's gaze swept thoughtfully across the few pinch marks on Gu Yanfei's neck, licked the blood on the back of his hand with the tip of his tongue, and his lower lip was stained with a little blood, which made him more charming.

(end of this chapter)