"You, please change places!" Yuchilan blushed, pushed Xu Zhiqiong, and rubbed the peach.
She learned a new set of marksmanship from Li Xuefei, which was quite mysterious between advancing and retreating, attacking and defending, and she asked Xu Zhiqiong to practice it.
Xu Zhiqiong is happy to accompany her, but Yuchilan knows that Xu Zhiqiong’s cultivation level is much higher than hers, and she tells Xu Zhiqiong not to use Qi, but only to practice moves.”
Xu Zhiqiong agreed, but even if he only practiced the moves, in Xu Zhiqiong's opinion, there were too many flaws in this set of marksmanship.
Li Xuefei found it easy to use because she was of a delicate figure and could make full use of the opponent's opportunity to underestimate the enemy and win by surprise.
Seeing Yuchilan's figure, the opponent generally won't underestimate the enemy.
Xu Zhiqiong took advantage of the elder sister to draw her gun, walked around behind her, and pinched the peach on the left side.
The senior sister was in pain and felt shy, so she turned around and swept away with her gun. Xu Zhiqiong dodged and pinched the fat peach on the right.
Being pinched several times in succession, Yuchilan's marksmanship was messed up. After more than ten rounds, Xu Zhiqiong took full advantage.
Yuchilan put down his spear and said with a blushing face: "No more training. You are not learning martial arts with me."
Chu He said from the side: "You're right, I also think he has evil intentions. Senior sister, you should practice with me!"
Xu Zhiqiong said with a straight face: "Sister, I have been practicing with you with all my heart. I have not spared any move. If I suffer some setbacks, I will give up halfway. Senior sister does not really want to learn martial arts."
Yuchilan blushed and felt that what Xu Zhiqiong said made sense. He picked up the spear and continued to practice with Xu Zhiqiong. After dozens of rounds of fighting, Yuchilan suddenly gained some insights and started to think about the marksmanship moves again.
This is the benefit of practicing martial arts with strong people, you will make progress without even realizing it.
Xu Zhiqiong urged Yuchilan to move faster, but Yuchilan was still concentrating on thinking.
Lin Qianniang suddenly ran over and whispered a few words to Xu Zhiqiong. Xu Zhiqiong hurried to the main courtyard and saw Liang Yuyao sitting in the main hall, silently looking at the invitation in her hand.
"King Shu invited me to have a banquet at his residence. Do you want to go or not?"
King Shu Hong Zhenji invited Liang Yuyao to a banquet.
Needless to say, this must have been under the instructions of Hong Juncheng, otherwise Hong Zhenji would not dare to associate with foreigners easily.
Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said: "Since he came to invite you, just go."
Lin Qianniang frowned and said, "I'm worried that he has bad intentions, but if he doesn't go, I don't know how to evade it."
Lin Qianniang was right, the other party definitely had bad intentions.
According to the custom of the Qiancheng Kingdom, no formal things are done on formal occasions, and occasions like eating are not so formal, which is when they do business.
What is the key thing Hong Jinji should do?
There are only two things, one is about Yu Xianhuang, and the other is about Liang Yuyao.
He wants Liang Yuyao to change his attitude towards industry, and may also directly threaten Liang Yuyao's life.
From this point of view, it is indeed a wise move not to go to the banquet.
But since this was Hong Juncheng's idea, if he shied away once, there would be another time. Instead of being so entangled, it would be better to resolve the matter this time.
Xu Zhiqiong said: "There is no need to shirk it, I will go with the princess."
Liang Yuyao also had the same idea: "Qianniang is going too. If he mentions the old emperor Yu Xian again, please help me to respond."
After the matter was settled, Liang Yuyao ordered people to prepare some gifts and went to Prince Shu's Mansion for a banquet at dusk the next day.
The banquet was held in the front hall, and everyone sat at separate tables. King Shu expected that Xu Zhiqiong would come, so he left the second seat for the guests to Xu Zhiqiong early.
Everyone was acquaintances, and after a brief exchange of greetings, Hong Zhenji announced that the banquet was open.
Xu Zhiqiong was used to King Shu's luxury, so naturally he would not let down the table full of delicacies, and he opened his mind to enjoy it.
After three drinks, King Shu gave three high-fives, and ten dancers walked to the center of the hall and danced to the song.
In accordance with royal etiquette, Liang Yuyao raised her glass and took a sip, quietly enjoying the dance.
Xu Zhiqiong stopped eating and drinking, and focused all his attention on the dancing girl.
Hong Zhenji has a good taste and the dancers he chose are outstanding, from face to figure, everything is impeccable.
Moreover, this dance is not as elegant as that of Yinggeyuan. The dancers' consciences tremble and their fat peaches are swaying lightly. They dance in a very approachable way. Looking at the beautiful dancers, and then thinking about Hong Zhenji's appearance when he cursed the hook,
Xu Zhiqiong admired King Shu's face even more.
Lin Qianniang had no intention of enjoying the dance. She only felt that Hong Zhenji's behavior was abnormal.
From the beginning of the banquet to the present, Hong Zhenji's words were all polite, and he did not mention anything related to Yu Xianhuang.
Could it be that he had worried too much before? Did Hong Zhenji really just want to treat Liang Yuyao to a dinner?
While I was thinking about it, the lights were instantly extinguished and the hall was dark.
Liang Yuyao was startled. Two envoys in red behind him, Pang Jiafen and Shi Yanru, held down the hilt of their swords and prepared to draw their swords.
Xu Zhiqiong's expression was calm. With the light of night, he could clearly see everyone in the hall.
There are still the same few guards around Hong Zhenji, no change.
There were no changes around Liang Yuyao for the time being. No assassins appeared, and no magic circles or mechanisms appeared.
What is the purpose of Hong Zhenji suddenly doing this?
Xu Zhiqiong turned his attention to the center of the hall. There were originally ten dancers, but suddenly there were eleven.
The extra person is very special. Compared with other dancers, her figure is not round. Although she is thin, she has sharp edges and corners.
This is a man.
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the man calmly, watching him dance vigorously but slightly messy steps among the dancers.
Hong Zhenji picked up the wine glass and said: "This is the original "Drunken Immortal Offering Treasures" created by one of my dancers. I also ask for your Royal Highness Yuyao's advice."
It turned out to be a drunken dance, no wonder the steps were so weird.
The man advanced and then retreated, his steps first fast and then slow, but he was always under the direct control of the music, which shows his superb skills.
Suddenly there was a candlestick in his arms, and the flickering candlelight just illuminated his face and the blurry outline of the dancer next to him.
Liang Yuyao squinted her eyes, trying to see the man's face clearly.
The man's figure changed very quickly, and the candlelight in his hand flew up and down with the changes of his footsteps. As the light and shadow changed, his appearance could not be clearly seen.
call!
A gust of cold wind suddenly blew up, a bit cold and a bit murderous.
Pang Jiafen's left hand never left the hilt of the sword, and Shi Yanru was ready to rush to Liang Yuyao to block the knife at any time.
As the candlelight flickered, the hall flickered in and out of light, and the dancing man seemed to be using magic.
Hong Zhenji suddenly raised his glass to Liang Yuyao and said, "Your Highness Yuyao, Marquis Yun, let's have a drink together!"
Liang Yuyao picked up the wine glass, looking slightly flustered.
Xu Zhiqiong lifted the wine glass and just brought it to his lips, when he saw the candle in the man's hand suddenly flew into the air and flew towards Liang Yuyao.
Shi Yanru stood in front of Liang Yuyao, and Pang Jiafen leaned down and hugged Liang Yuyao.
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the direction of the flames and suddenly turned his eyes back.
He realized that the flame was not the point, the point was the man.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to the candlelight, and everyone ignored the dancing man.
The flame turned into a ball of fire in front of Liang Yuyao and disappeared immediately.
The man suddenly stood up and rushed over. Instead of rushing towards Liang Yuyao, he rushed towards Xu Zhiqiong.
Xu Zhiqiong did not rush to respond. It was not difficult to dodge this attack. What was really difficult to guard against was the opponent's back move.
He couldn't dodge rashly, otherwise he would fall into the opponent's trap. He controlled the Yuanyang Blade and prepared to parry the blow.
Unexpectedly, the man came closer and stopped suddenly. In the hall, the lights suddenly turned on, making everything bright.
Everyone looked at Xu Zhiqiong.
Xu Zhiqiong was looking up at the man opposite.
The man was also looking back at Xu Zhiqiong. Pang Jiafen only glanced at the man's side face, then increased her strength and continued to hold the princess tightly.
"It's boring, it's boring, it's boring to death..."
Pang Jiafen is a conscientious person, but this made Liang Yuyao very depressed.
Liang Yuyao finally broke free, took a breath, looked at the dancing man, and almost slipped back into Pang Jiafen's arms.
This man was born extremely ugly, with a pair of pure round eyes, the same length and width, with only the whites of the eyes and no kernels.
There are no eyebrows above the eyes, but there are two tufts of black hair under the eye sockets.
The bridge of the nose was collapsed, the tip of the nose was split in two from the middle, and for some unknown reason, the two nostrils were completely separated.
There were no lips, and there were messy scars on the corners of his mouth, as if someone had used a knife to open a mouth on his face.
This ugly man, holding a piece of jade in both hands, looked up at Xu Zhiqiong.
Hong Zhenji said: "'Drunken Immortal Offers Treasure', please accept it with Marquis Yun's approval."
Xu Zhiqiong actually laughed.
The jadeite was the size of a fist, and the water used to grow it was extremely precious. Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "Thank you, King Shu, for your kindness!"
As soon as he touched the jadeite, he suddenly saw the man smile.
When he smiled, his originally ugly face became even more ferocious.
A chill surged from the soles of Xu Zhiqiong's feet to the top of his head.
At the same time, he felt a tremor in his heart, as if something had bitten him.
"Marquis Yun, don't you look down on this small gift that I have prepared?" Hong Zhenji urged again.
"Where!" Xu Zhiqiong picked up the jade and put it aside. "Just because it is precious, I played with it for a while."
Hong Zhenji smiled and said: "If Marquis Yun likes it, I will prepare a few more small gifts tomorrow and send them to Marquis Yun."
Xu Zhiqiong nodded: "But it cost King Shu money."
Xu Zhiqiong's voice was trembling, which made Liang Yuyao very nervous.
"If you feel unwell, let's go back home now." Liang Yuyao was worried that Xu Zhiqiong had been poisoned or had been hit by some kind of magic. If he went back to find Tong Qingqiu, he should be able to deal with it in time.
But Xu Zhiqiong knew in his heart that Tong Qingqiu couldn't handle this matter.
Horrible!
He had just been frightened.
This thing is just like a wasp. People who have never been bitten by a wasp will be a little scared when they see a wasp.
But those who have actually been bitten will get goosebumps as soon as they hear the cry of a wasp.
Xu Zhiqiong had been bitten, and he noticed it from the moment the bite touched him.
He lowered his head and ate his wine in silence. Compared with just now, he was much less energetic.
This is not an act, this is a normal reaction to being frightened.
Xu Zhiqiong felt the chilling position while drinking.
The ugly man just now took advantage of Xu Zhiqiong's momentary fear and planted fear into Xu Zhiqiong's soul.
His techniques are very proficient, and he is at least a fourth-level intermediate cultivator of the evil path of Yongzhao.
Fortunately, he didn't know how to use the soul-splitting technique. The breath only stayed on the surface of the soul, not between the two souls.
Over the past few days, Xu Zhiqiong's soul-dividing technique has improved a lot through repeated practice in the meditation room. He closed his eyes for a moment, mobilized the power of imagery, and searched for the breath of the soul.
I found it, just above the chest of the soul. The little insect was still very peaceful, lying tightly and motionless.
Xu Zhiqiong separated his three souls in his body, took out the breath that was originally on the surface of the soul, and placed it between the heavenly soul and the human soul.
Isn't this a waste of yourself?
He could have mobilized the power of imagery to take out the horror, but now what would he do if he put it between the two souls?
Not only was it placed between the two souls, Xu Zhiqiong also made a hanging bag on the soul with a hanging bag bamboo.
If Liang Yuyao knew what Xu Zhiqiong was doing at this moment, he would be furious to death.
Seeing Xu Zhiqiong lowering his head and closing his eyes, silent for a while, Hong Zhenji raised his glass and said: "Marquis Yun, have another drink!"
Xu Zhiqiong opened his eyes, held up the wine glass, looked at Hong Zhenji and said, "Thank you, King Shu, for your kindness."
Looking at Xu Zhiqiong's pale face, the corners of Hong Zhenji's mouth turned up slightly.
Xu Zhiqiong stared at Hong Zhenji for a long time, always with a sincere smile on his face.