Ye Xilou actually said that he and a woman had been having a good time all night. Xuanyou's face was extremely ugly, his eyes were full of hatred, and he was obviously very angry. Standing there, you could feel his displeasure no matter how far away you were.
Xuan Luo also had a strange expression on his face, but he was more calm and calm, and ordered: "Today, the Crown Prince and the Imperial Brother are going to reward the entire army together. I ordered you to go down and prepare a hundred jars of good wine to celebrate General Mu."
The whole army became excited again and shouted: "General Mu! General Mu!"
Feng Ji'er's appointment ceremony ended with a louder cheer.
After reviewing the soldiers of the three armies, it was almost dusk. The soldiers were together, lighting a bonfire, drinking wine and talking freely. However, Xuan Luo really did not intend to return to the palace. Feng Ji'er thought of Mrs. She's words and secretly marveled at her understanding of Xuan Luo.
Remembering her instructions to let the prince return to the palace, he took the initiative to come to Xuan Luo
"Aren't you going back to the palace?" There were no words of respect or concern. Feng Ji'er was always straightforward with Xuan Luo, and she could omit any polite words.
"Do you have any objections?" Xuan Luo drank a lot of wine, and there was a little color on his face. The original blackness faded a lot. He was really benefited from Feng Ji'er's unkind question.
"His Royal Highness, it is best to return to the palace."
"Why?"
"Didn't His Royal Highness hear the words of praise for me from the whole army? Everyone said that General Mu is as beautiful as a fairy. If His Highness does not return to the palace, believe it or not, rumors will spread tomorrow saying that His Highness is interested in General Mu. If
These words reached the ears of the Northern Emperor. I would like to ask, should Mu Si be the general of the Northern Kingdom, or should he be..."
Xuan Luo remained motionless, listening to her quietly, expecting her to finish the rest of her words, but Feng Ji'er suddenly stopped. She originally just wanted to warn Xuan Luo, but when she saw his dark eyes, she was stunned for a moment.
Staring at myself, I suddenly couldn't speak anymore
Mrs. She's words seemed to ring in her ears. She said, when the prince was seriously ill, he only called you by your name... He kept calling you, sometimes in pain, sometimes with a smile. The scariest thing is, do you know what it is?
?
...He said that as long as he gets you, he is willing to pay anything
At that time, she was all thinking about whether the black wound on Xuan Luo's body might be caused by evil spirits. Later, she studied the ancient books and never thought about Mrs. She's words. Now she seemed to be looking forward to it when facing Xuan Luo.
This face is a little helpless
"Why don't you continue talking?" Xuan Luo asked knowingly.
"You must return to the palace tonight, otherwise, I will no longer be able to be a general."
Xuan Luo laughed and said, "Forget it, just go back to the palace. The days are long and I don't want to lose such a beautiful general."
Feng Ji'er rolled her eyes at Xuan Luo, picked up the wine glass and just brought it to her lips, Ye Xilou suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, took the wine from Feng Ji'er's hand, drank it in one gulp, and sniffed the wine glass with unfulfilled interest.
After a while, he said: "His Royal Highness is talking and laughing here, and even the wine is a bit mellower. Seeing that it is getting late, why is this day in the military camp so difficult? I, the city lord, have begun to miss the feeling of having a beautiful woman in my arms."
After saying that, he purposely glanced in Feng Ji'er's direction. If he thought Feng Ji'er would avoid his gaze, he was wrong. Not only did she not avoid it, but she looked at him with hatred, waiting for him to put the cup back.
Returning to her table, Feng Ji'er shouted: "Come here, bring me a bowl!"
"General Mu is a girl after all, why should he be so coy? The battlefield is different from the boudoir. From now on, if the general kills the enemy with blood, how can he care about sharing the same cup with others? Maybe, sharing the same quilt with others
, generals have to endure it."
"Lord Yecheng is right. I only heard the prince say how brave Coach Mousse is. It's a pity that Xuanyou didn't have the opportunity to see him. We are gathering on the battlefield today. I wonder if there will be a chance. Xuanyou has no other hobbies. He likes to be with others the most.
Let’s compete in martial arts. We happen to be in the military camp today. How about we have a competition with the four of us including the prince, Lord of Night City, and me?” The eldest prince Xuanyou encouraged him in this way, firstly, to test Feng Jier’s strength, and secondly, he
I can't find a chance to get close to Ye Xilou...
"Okay, I support brother Huang's proposal, how do we start?" Xuan Luo stood up and took off his shawl and armor.
"In the first game, it's better for the Crown Prince to face General Mu. I will compete with the Lord of Night City. The winner of both sides will compete in the final competition. It would be meaningless if there is no reward. Since the suggestion is mine, I will take out an ingot of gold. In the end,
How about the person who wins the game gets this ingot of gold?" After Xuanyou finished speaking, he actually took out an ingot of gold from his body as a last resort. He didn't have anything valuable with him, so let's just take the ingot of gold.
take meaning
Everyone had no doubts, Xuan You said: "Then let the prince and general Mu compete first."
The vast grassland suddenly became quiet, and the soldiers turned their attention to their Royal Highness the Crown Prince and General Mous.
Xuan Luo had taken off his military uniform and was wearing a brocade robe. He was standing in the night wind, still as elegant as ever, with a warm smile on his face. Feng Jier was distracted for a moment. He was also like this that night in the Ice Pond.
Standing in front of her like this, when they met again, she felt that those smiling eyes seemed familiar to her, but she didn't recognize him earlier.
A soldier handed over a long sword, and Xuan Luo said: "We only compete in swordsmanship, not internal strength, until we reach the point, General Mu, I accept it!"
Xuan Luo standing with a sword made Feng Jier lose her mind again. If asked which Xuan Luo she would rather see, she would answer, the one standing under the moonlight that night in the Ice Pond, not the one holding a long sword.
this
A soldier beat the drums. After three drum beats, the competition officially began.
Feng Jier picked up the long sword, and her strength seemed to have returned to her body. When she was sent by the boss to learn Chinese Kung Fu, swordsmanship, and Tai Chi, she never thought that one day she would be able to use it in this era.
When she was in Regiment Z, no one knew how amazing her swordsmanship was, because no one had the chance to compete with her. When she went on missions, they were equipped with modern high-tech equipment, and there was no need for a long sword at all. She always just
As a hobby, the kung fu she practices should only be used to train her agility and body flexibility, because in modern times, there are too many ways to kill people. If she can kill with one shot, she will never waste time fighting with others.
She was used to drawing the sword from behind. Now that someone offered the sword, Feng Jier simply turned around and turned her back to Xuan Luo
"Start taking the move!" After Feng Ji'er finished speaking, she made a beautiful spin and flip. The sword in her hand seemed to come alive. Following the speed of her body's rotation, the sword's sharp edge went straight towards Xuan Luo!
Xuan Luo avoided several of her moves and couldn't help but take a few steps back before he could take a few of her moves. However, he had no advantage at all and could only meet her rapid and fierce sword wind again and again.
There was a calm look on Feng Ji'er's face. She only gave herself five minutes and counted the time silently in her mind. Xuan Luo's swordsmanship was top-notch, but it was not difficult to defeat him.
After Feng Ji'er and Xuan Luo exchanged a few moves, the sword was pressed against the ground, and her body seemed to be one with the sword. When she turned over in the air, the sword quickly turned over and seemed to be bent. Wait
When she landed, she stood beside Xuan Luo. The sword was already pressed against his throat. However, the sword Xuan Luo held in his right hand fell aside in vain, unable to resist Feng Ji'er.
The venue burst into thunderous applause. Led by the hundred-man army, they were so excited that they even whistled to cheer Feng Jier. They seemed to have forgotten that their Crown Prince would not be able to leave the stage at this time...
"General Mousse's swordsmanship is amazing, I am willing to be defeated." Xuan Luo chuckled and sat back on the table.
He didn't blame himself for losing, he just blamed Feng Ji'er's sword power for being too strong. He couldn't even get close to her. It was a missed opportunity. After returning to the palace tonight, he didn't know when he would be able to see her again.
I feel a little disappointed
"Lord Yecheng, the swordsmanship contest between the Crown Prince and General Mu was really exciting. How about we change the contest to a method that doesn't use internal strength and fight with bare hands?" Xuanyou said.
"Is the eldest prince sure?" Ye Xilou stood towards that point. He was already so imposing that he outshone the slightly thin Xuanyou, not to mention the contemptuous smile on his face at the moment.
Xuan You replied affirmatively: "I'm afraid that the main body of Ye City will be exhausted, so don't fall into the arms of this prince for a while."
Ye Xilou stopped answering, put one hand behind his back, stretched out the other in front of him, and even hooked his fingers at Xuanyou, gesturing for him to come forward.
Naturally, Xuanyou didn't waste time. He jumped forward in a few steps and was about to clamp down on Ye Xilou's shoulders with both hands. Unexpectedly, Ye Xilou actually held his waist with one hand and swept him five steps away.
Xuanyou didn't even touch him!
Feng Jier glanced at Ye Xilou and saw him standing there steadily, arrogant.
No wonder, this man is so incredibly strong that he can knock people down with one hand without using any internal force. If placed in a modern judo competition, he would definitely defeat all the invincible opponents in the world.
"Master Yecheng is so skillful!" Xuanyou praised, with admiration in his eyes, and then stepped forward.
This time, Ye Xilou held the hem of his clothes with one hand to avoid Xuanyou who was rushing towards him. He ducked behind him, aimed at his lower back, and punched hard. Not only that, he also gave a palm, which was bound to hit Xuanyou.
He had to hit him until he was lying on the ground... He did do it. I don't know how strong he was. Anyway, Xuanyou was knocked to the ground by his punches and palms.
At this time, the whole army was solemn and no one dared to cheer.
Who would have thought that Ye Xilou would dare to knock the eldest prince to the ground. Looking at the move, he only used three moves, which were not worthy of the eldest prince. They were fast and ruthless. Apart from Ye Xilou, there is probably no other person in the world.
Two people dare to do this
After Xuanyou stood up from the ground, he glanced at Ye Xilou with a slightly resentful look.
Ye Xilou cast a mocking look at him, but said: "I'm really sorry, Xilou was reckless. Whenever there was a competition or something like that, he only focused on winning and ignored His Highness the First Prince..."
"It's okay. The competition strives to be fair. Why should Lord Yecheng blame himself?" Seeing that he actually said sorry to him, Xuanyou softened for a moment and returned to the table to sit down.
In fact, his back was seriously injured, but it was inconvenient to show it in front of others, but with Ye Xilou's comforting words, he could ignore it.
Ye Xilou stood still in the center of the field, his eyes firmly fixed on Feng Ji'er
It was too late for Feng Ji'er to regret it. At that time, she only thought about getting the ingot of gold. As Wu Huan knew, if you have enough silver, there will always be something useful. What's more, the ingot of gold was enough for her and Wu Huan to save.
It’s been ten or eight years
Ye Xilou is clearly waiting for this moment of duel with her
You can never guess what kind of mood is hidden under that sneer face - because he is Ye Xilou
Feng Ji'er stood opposite him, and Ye Xilou said: "Why don't you fight with bare hands? This seems to save time. You can tell the winner in a while, and you can save time to see some tricks. What do you think, General Mu?"
Feng Ji'er naturally had no objections. She also wanted to win a quick victory, which was what she wanted.
Without further ado, Feng Jier stabilized her posture, drew a "Tai Chi" pattern with her hands in front of her body, calmed down her mind, and thought, if you can defeat me in three moves, I can give up being in the Z group.
The name "jill" makes everyone ecstasy when they hear it!
I thought that Ye Xilou would make a move, but I didn't expect that he would just accept the move. Not only that, when Feng Ji'er made the move, he didn't follow the logic at all and only disrupted her steps. Every step was just for...
...close to her!
If he was as powerful as a lion a moment ago, now Ye Xilou is like a hidden old fox. Not only can he deal with Feng Ji'er's novel and weird tricks easily, but he can also disrupt her rhythm many times.
, approached her again and again, until he finally took the opportunity and held Feng Ji'er in his arms.
Ye Xilou chuckled softly and said in her ear: "What a charming body. Now I think about it again..."
Feng Ji'er was irritated by him, and her attacks became more intensive and cruel. Ye Xilou dodged again and again, but he was able to hold her in his arms again in the gap, and put his hand on her waist in an ambiguous and intimate posture.
Ye Xilou laughed and said to the audience: "How come fighting with General Musi reminds me of the woman last night? General Musi, are you sure you can be a good general and let others do nothing wrong to you?"
Do you think so? You are a woman after all, and a very beautiful woman..."
Feng Ji'er's eyes darkened. Such a tight hug made her panic, embarrassed, and angry. The quickest thing she could think of was to kick him in the crotch.
Ye Xilou cleverly avoided it and caught her feet instead. He laughed again: "You can't just kick her here casually. If you kick her, it will be considered a foul by General Mu. You can't win without force!"
As soon as Ye Xilou finished speaking, he burst out laughing, but the whole place suddenly became silent. The soldiers did not dare to speak out, and some even lowered their heads silently, not daring to look at the arrogant look of Ye City Lord.
Xuan Luo and Xuan You have also stood up, with frightening looks on their faces. Xilou is too bold this night!
Do you still see the presence of their Northern Prince and Crown Prince?
It was just a competition of martial arts, but he openly teased General Mu, in front of the entire army, without scruples. Xuan Luo's eyes already showed a hint of impatience...