Chapter nine hundred and eighty the power of a knife
"Xiang Que, please put your thinking closer to mine. To put it simply, put yourself in my shoes and think about it. Do you think I can agree to the conditions you proposed?" Qixun'er said expressionlessly.
"If you can't agree, why do you want me to come back with you?" Xiang Que asked, squinting his eyes: "You have a say in your home court? Can you be tougher?"
When the conversation has reached this level, it has basically reached the stage where the conversation has collapsed. The man and woman are very smart, and they are both monkey-minded, and each has his or her own plans.
Qi Xun'er transferred Xiang Que to Changchun, and when the great shaman wizard came back, she felt that she had a way to deal with him, and she could use a tough stance to make Xiang Que hand over his things.
When Xiang Que came back with her, he had the bold attitude of a skilled artist. He knew clearly that Qi Xun'er had dug a hole in Changchun waiting for him to jump in, but Xiang Que took the step without hesitation. First of all, he
He felt that the other party could not trap him at all. Secondly, after Xiang Que dug out the secret of the Manchu royal family, he became quite interested.
It all depends on who can win in the end!
Suddenly, Qi Xun'er smiled, which was quite playful and charming, quite charming.
Xiang Que suddenly trembled and said tremblingly: "Your smile reminds me of a leading brand of laundry detergent in the world."
Qi Xun'er was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "What?"
"Blangbai" Xiang Que paused, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "It's so inconsistent with your previous temperament."
"Wow!" Qi Xun'er suddenly grabbed a teacup from the table and threw it towards Que, smashing it on the ground in front of him: "Get out of here, you are hopeless and your words are as annoying as ever."
"Speak what you say, don't use your hands," Xiang Que said angrily after jumping away.
Qi Xun'er's small chest was rising and falling due to anger. She suppressed her dissatisfaction and soothed her restless mood before she said calmly: "Xiang Que, please release Chang Ming Ge Ge's soul."
"Pah!" Xiang Que calmly took out a cigarette and lit it, and laughed: "Have you figured it out?"
"I'm more anxious than you are," Qi Xun'er said.
"Swish, swish, swish" In the house, the doors and windows were closed tightly, the curtains were drawn, and it became extremely dark for a while.
Xiang Que glanced at her meaningfully, and the talisman paper was spread out on the palm of his hand. Then Chang Ming Gege's soul floated out of the talisman paper, standing stiffly in mid-air.
"Poof!" Except for Qi Xun'er who was sitting on the Taishi's chair and Xiang Que who was standing in the middle of the room, everyone else in the room bent their legs and knelt down, prostrate on the ground.
Although it is already the 21st century, in the Aixinjueluo family, the feudal style still remains. You can see it by looking at Xun'er who usually wears palace clothes. This
The family still retains some royal traditions.
Chang Ming Ge Ge, that is a serious status as a princess. Even if she dies, her status is still there, and it is inevitable for her servants to bow and kowtow to her.
"Grandma" Qi Xun'er stood up and walked over, calling softly.
The tightly closed door suddenly opened a crack, and a thin figure appeared outside the door.
"Whoa!" Xiang Que felt chills running down his spine. He turned around and found a little old man walking in.
Xiang Que didn't even need to look, he guessed that the person who suddenly came in must be the great shaman.
The little old man ignored Xiang Que, walked straight to Princess Changming, fluttered his sleeves twice and saluted, and when he stood up again, he turned to face Que.
The two people's eyes met each other. There were no sparks or lightning, but only fear and scrutiny.
Xiang Que was afraid of this shaman, while the other party was sizing him up.
Xiang Que looked at the other party and held it in for a long time before saying, "Am I disturbing your family's reunion?"
Xiang Que's cold humor was still met with a deep look from the little old man. At this time, you can tell how deep a person's rank is. If it were an ordinary person, he might have to say something to you awkwardly.
That's it, but when you reach the level of the great shaman and Mr. Kong Da, not even a single word of nonsense comes out of your mouth. They just look at you and tell you whether you are afraid, right?
In fact, Xiang Que was also quite confused, because after meeting each other, although he had not tested the depth of the other person, he could see that the great wizard was definitely no less than Mr. Kong Da, and the two of them should be on the same level.
Qi Xun'er asked calmly: "Xiang Que, do you want to continue to understand the secrets of our Manchu royal family?"
Xiang Que pursed his lips, stretched his neck and said, "Threatening me?"
"People from Gujing Temple?" the little old man suddenly spoke.
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said yes.
"Who are you, Yu Qiuyang?"
"Uncle Master"
"Haha..." A dry laugh suddenly burst out of the old man's mouth. The laughter was astringent and sad: "I don't know how my old friend is doing now. Boy, I asked you to bring him a message back home.
Bar"
Xiang Que blinked his eyes blankly, and before he could react, the great wizard suddenly stretched out his hand, and the full-moon scimitar Qi Xun'er had attached to his body suddenly flew out of the scabbard with a clang.
Then it fell into his hands.
Xiang Que was immediately confused by the other party's unfriendly attitude and actions, but his reaction was really fast. When the knife fell into the little old man's hand, he just slapped him with his right foot and rushed back quickly.
When the scimitar fell into the old man's hand, Xiang Que had already arrived in front of the door. The great wizard held the scimitar in his hand and said softly: "I don't agree, can you leave as you please?"
Xiang Que drew his sword and was ready to attack.
"Whoa!" The great wizard then raised the scimitar in his hand and slashed straight from top to bottom. An arc of sword energy instantly hit Xiangqi.
Xiang Que held the long sword tightly with his right hand, frantically urging the Tao Qi in his body to flow into the sword. When the Tao Qi of the Full Moon Scimitar struck, he only had time to raise the long sword to block it.
chest.
"Poof!" Xiang Que's body was struck by the knife and flew backwards. His body hit the door panel behind him, and a ball of blood burst out from his right hand.
In a hurry, Xiang Que didn't expect that the old man would take action as soon as he said it. He was not vague at all. He was hit in the right arm by a knife before he had time to react.
"Plop" Xiang Que fell to the ground outside the door.
"Tell Yu Qiuyang that mountains and rivers meet each other. I will get some interest from you on the sword he gave me back then. If he wants to return it for you, come to me here and I will accompany you at any time."
Xiang Que stood up with difficulty, drooping his right arm, and a trail of blood dripped from his wrist to the ground.