The handsome man in blue shirt heard the report from the visitor. A strange smile appeared on his usual gentle face. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly: "Today is indeed a good day. Everyone who should come is here."
.Open the city gate and invite them to the table." A faint light came to the corner of his lips, and the mist and rain of Jiangnan floating in his deep and cold eyes, making people unable to see through his eyes.
The visitor was given his permission and retreated respectfully.
After a moment of incisiveness, the gentle and generous Shangguan Yiyun, the calm and wise Su Mingjing, and the lazy and naughty Su Yu, the three of them slowly came to the seats with the leading guards.
The three of them saw the man in blue shirt on the seat, and their expressions were floating and smiling.
"Hello, the second emperor uncle." Su Yu, who was as naughty as a fox, had a gangster-like flash in his beautiful peach blossom eyes. He leaned against Su Li and sat down safely without any scruples.
"Second brother, I haven't seen you for fifteen years, so why are you fine?" Su Mingjing's deep and warm black jade eyes were filled with three points of joy of reunion after a long time. He sat beside Su Ye.
Shangguan Yiyun smiled softly, and a warm look floated between her eyebrows and eyes. "Uncle, it is a blessing to meet again after a long time. My sister-in-law often misses her uncle, and the children often think about her." She sat down beside Su Mingjing with generous support.
The tenderness and affection between people's eyebrows and eyes are full of affection, without any need to explain it, but it is already unforgettable.
Su Mingyi, who was on the seat, smiled softly, and he raised his glass and said, "Brother, sister-in-law, we meet again today, but it is a happy event. I will do it first." He raised his blue spring shirt, raised his sleeves, and drank it all in one drink. Elegant
I put down the jade cup calmly, and the cup was empty.
Su Mingjing's quiet deep black pupils looked at him lightly, then he picked up the wine pot, filled a glass of wine, and toasted Su Mingyi. "The second brother toast a glass of wine, and the eldest brother must also give him a glass of wine.
, I wish you and my brothers a long time to meet again today." He raised his head and poured a glass of wine into his throat, and the wine did not fall.
Shangguan Yiyun stood up gracefully for a moment, and she raised her glass and smiled: "Sister-in-law also toast her second brother with a glass of wine. This glass of wine is for the people of the world. Sister-in-law first to toast her, and the second brother can do it at will." She drank a glass of wine in one breath.
, his face was slightly red, but he was extremely generous and neat.
Su Mingyi smiled quietly, and a glass of wine fell into his stomach again.
Su Li, Su Yu, Su Ye then stood up and raised their glasses to Su Mingyi at the same time. "Second uncle, my nephews, toast you a glass. This glass of wine is a kind of mercy wine. After drinking it,
The uncle and the nephew became strangers, for their opponents.” The three of them spilled the wine from the jade cup to the ground.
Bang—bang—bang—bang—
With three crisp sounds, the jade cup shattered and fragmented.
Su Mingyi still smiled. After drinking the third glass of wine, his eyes became bright and boundless. The jade cup was in his hand, slowly turned into powder, raised his hand slightly, and drifted in the air.
The atmosphere at the dining table changed instantly. In Su Yebing's blue eyes, on the calm and traceless smoke river, a water color suddenly flew, and a faint glow that seemed to be there and not existed, scattering his eyes.
"The second emperor, my nephew, dare, let's fight in a different place. It would be a pity if this place collapsed." A corner of his soft white robe floated away, with the black hair splashing like mountains and rivers dancing with the wind, and a pair of seductive people.
The ice-blue pupils of the soul, the magic luster sometimes floats and sinks, and the brows are faintly flowing. The flawless thin lips pull a graceful curve, just bent out of an evil corner. At this moment, he looks even more and more charming.
Su Mingyi smiled gently and said, "Well, let the second uncle and Ye'er compete in martial arts." His blue shirt was raised, and he flew over the city gate with the wind and followed Su Ye's beautiful figure closely.
Fang Qing, who was sitting in the seat, had a slightly shaking eyes. She looked at two figures that were floating out of the dust, one white and one blue, and went away. She frowned and said, "I'll go and take a look."
Yes, her feeling of restlessness spread in her heart.
Su Li's Qinglong Sword was in Fang Qing's hands, and he was also worried about Su Ye's safety, and said immediately: "Qing'er, brother, let's take a look." He actually wanted to see what kind of Su Ye was using.
Method to deal with Su Mingyi.
"Dad, mom, second brother, everything here is left to you." Su Li turned around and said, he reached out to take Fang Qing in his arms, flew under the city gate flutteringly, and then jumped up again, following closely.
Two figures gradually became light spots in the distance.
Shangguan Yiyun looked at their figures floating away, and her eyes showed uneasiness. "Mingjing, do you think Ye'er would be-" Is the thing she is most worried about still happened?
Su Mingjing's black eyes sank, and he frowned and said solemnly: "Maybe we should have discovered that when Ye'er's body was not right, maybe at that time, Ye'er was elusive, and he should have sneaked into the mysterious psychedelic realm to practice the Nine-level Divine Arts of the Underworld.
"He felt complicated in his heart, and he always felt guilty about this son.
Su Yu's eyes, which had always been lazy, suddenly became silent and depressed at this moment. "Dad, mom, why don't we go and see the battle situation?" He suggested, wanting to help Su Ye with his help.
Outside the door, a guest in Qingyi was intercepting him. He was familiar with his eyebrows and eyes. Feng Yuyang, one of the four great talents. Behind him was the black-clothed messenger of the Nether Palace holding a steel knife with a cold light shining.
"Feng Yuyang, I didn't expect that you would be willing to be accomplices of the tiger. It's really a disgrace to the scholar's courtesy." Su Yu looked at him coldly and said.
But he smiled without mind.
"Second Prince, don't say that, in today's troubled times, those who know the times are heroes. The Palace Master is not bad at home. He has the ambition to unify the world. I admire him very much and is willing to follow the Palace Master and achieve his hegemony. Of course,
This situation of domination of the world is also what I yearn for, and it is my lifelong great wish." He raised his hand and said coldly: "So, it is necessary to remove all the stumbling blocks that hinder his great cause for the Palace Master, including you, the king of Liuli Kingdom
, Queen, and the second prince. I'm afraid you're going to enter the door today, but it's difficult to go out." He smiled coldly and said, "Good! The palace master ordered, kill him without any hesitation!" The black-clothed messenger behind him saw the order, and they all
He rushed towards the three of them with a steel knife.
Su Mingjing followed Shangguan Yiyun and looked at each other. They took a quick move, and they thundered two black-clothed messengers. Su Yu put his fingers on his lips and whistled together, and the Thirteenth Falling Moon Dynasty hidden under the city gate.
Dead soldiers, more than 300 secret soldiers flew to the city gate. The three thousand elite soldiers led by Han Zhong first arrived at Hongfeng Villa. At this moment, they had already joined the 100,000 cavalry who were personally expeditioned by Weishan and the emperor, and rushed to Yu, the capital of the Fengwu Dynasty.
Under the city gate.
For a moment, in the palace city, the black-clothed envoy from the Nether Palace fought with Su Yu, and outside the palace city, the 100,000 army led by the guards of the Nether Palace were fighting with the 50,000 guards led by the Nether Palace.
In this battle, the battle was fierce, with heavy casualties on both sides, and corpses everywhere. The guards formed by the black envoy in the Nether Palace were wiped out. The thirteen dead soldiers of the Luoyue Dynasty and more than 300 secret guards were not spared.
Although the three thousand loyal soldiers fought against ten, they still did not survive. Later, the surviving guards recalled the war and were shocked. They only remembered the red color in front of them, and the blood was dyed red.
Qingxin Lake outside Fengwu Palace was recorded in the history of Tianhe Continent after this war, becoming the famous "Battle of Yucheng Investiture" in later generations.
Feng Yuyang was joined by Su Yu and Weishan at the city gate, and he pierced his throat with one sword and his heart with one sword. Before he died, there was a strange and proud smile on the corner of his mouth.
Su Yu turned around and looked at Weishan, covered in blood. He blinked and said, "Emperor Wei, can you hold on?"
The sword marks and sword wounds on Piao Suyu's body were floating in the mountains. He raised his wild eyebrows and naturally pulled a touch of sarcasm. "I can't die yet, but the second prince, you can hold on.
"Obviously, compared to the wounds on his body, he felt that the wounds on Su Yu's body were much worse.
Su Yu held a fox-like smile on the corner of his mouth, but it pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, making his face wrinkle, but it didn't hurt his lazy and intoxicated ruffian. "What are you saying? A joke, just a little hurt,
How could he not hold on?" As soon as he spoke, the wound was pulled violently, and a bloody color flowed down the corner of his mouth.
Weishan's cold and hard facial features became more and more solemn. He frowned and said, "Still hold on!" He floated Su Yu with disdain. "Come on, I'll help you, you're like this,
It is difficult to walk seven steps." He stretched out his hand to Su Yu, with blood stains on his palm.
Su Yu smiled clearly, and he pressed his hand heavily on Wei Shan's palm, clearly intentional. Wei Shan said nothing, but his strong and wild eyebrows slightly protruded.
Su Mingjing, Shangguan Yiyun and the others are already bloody people at this moment. The two of them crawled out of the piles of dead people and looked at each other with a smile.
"Mingjing, today is not our wedding night. Why are you dressed red like a monkey's butt?" Shangguan Yiyun smiled a little naughtyly, but there was tears in her eyes.
Su Mingjing happily embraced her waist, and he stared at her affectionately. "Isn't that true? Eyun is also red, and the scene seems to be like back then. At this moment, let me first reminisce about the sweetness of the wedding night.
." His blood-stained lips fell slightly coldly on Shangguan Yiyun's lips.
Shangguan Yiyun closed her eyes softly. At this moment, she did not call him old. She just felt that she could still be in his arms and close to his body temperature. She was very happy, indescribable happiness.
In my heart, I felt that my blood was just surging. I didn't know what to do. I just wanted the flames to burn even more and sweep them all into it.
When Wei Shan and Su Yu helped each other out, they looked at the sunset, hugged the two of them like bloody men, watched them kiss wildly, suddenly looked at each other and smiled clearly.
At this time, madness is necessary and necessary. Who told them that they had just walked back from the gate of hell? Su Yu raised his hand and blocked the dazzling rays of light, and suddenly his eyes fell silent.