Xiang Shaolong sat down next to Wu Tingfang. She hurriedly came over and said with concern: "Shaolong, are you okay? I'm so worried. You went to that slut's place last night." She pinched his thigh hard on the bottom of the mat.
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Xiang Shaolong looked at the exquisite wine and food on the table, reached out and touched her thigh and said with a low smile: "Don't worry, your future husband will be fine."
Wu Tingfang was so touched that he felt soft all over. She wanted him to be more unrestrained, but she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it and others would see through her. She was so frightened that she quickly sat down. Fortunately, Xiang Shaolong's five-fingered army finally retreated.
A tall, pale young man sitting in the second seat next to him turned his head and glared at Xiang Shaolong, who was sitting in the back row of the third seat. For a moment, he looked like he was causing trouble.
Tao Xiang, who was next to him, said to Xiang Shaolong: "That's Shaoyuan Jun Zhao De."
Xiang Shaolong responded with cold eyes, his eyes shot out with a cold electric light. Zhao Debo refused to give in and faced him. The warriors on both sides of him turned around and glared at him. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"when"
The bell rings again.
When the strings and bamboos were played, a group of ceremonial bands walked lightly, played and played, came in first, then dispersed to both sides and stood still, continuing to play music.
Only then did Mr. Shao Yuan retract his gaze and head towards the main entrance.
Surrounded by his concubines, King Xiaocheng, the king of Zhao who was in his thirties, walked into the palace proudly, followed by more than a hundred personal guards. Half of them went around the space behind the banquet to stand guard, and only the remaining half followed King Zhao.
The chairman at the end of the hall stepped away.
This King Zhao's face is a little pale due to alcoholism, he is handsome, his eyes are sharp, his forehead is broad, and his appearance is dignified, but he is a little thin, and his lips are not thick enough, giving him the air of a green boy.
He has a long crown plate on his head, with a round front and a round back. There are dozens of beaded jade hanging down from the top, interspersed with red and green colored threads, giving him the majesty of a monarch.
The dragon robe on the body is made of Zeng for the top and bottom, and is decorated with sun, moon, stars, dragons and other patterns. It is very gorgeous.
He walked to the chairman's office alone, and the concubines sat in the three seats at the back. Guards were on both sides and in the rear. He really had the power of the lord of the country.
Everyone knelt on the ground and waited for him to take his seat.
After King Zhao sat down, he said softly: "All the ministers, please sit down."
After everyone sang congratulations, they sat back at the table.
A maid came to pour wine for everyone.
King Zhao raised his glass and said: "The King of Yan is overestimating his own strength. He sent Lifu and Qing Qin to attack, which resulted in a great defeat for our country. Now General Lian Po has been ordered by me to lead his troops to surround Yan. I don't think the King of Yan can even think of one night."
Sleep peacefully and drink a drink for me, Great Zhao Mieyan."
Everyone cheered together, drank loudly, and the atmosphere was warm.
King Zhao suddenly stood up, so frightened that everyone stood up one after another, and laughed and said: "The success of this attack on Yan must be attributed to all the ministers, but without Mr. Wu providing food for the war horses, Mr. Guo
The supply of weapons and ships may not be possible, so let us, the emperor and his ministers, propose a toast to these two gentlemen."
Everyone has another drink.
Wu Shi and Guo Zong were both elated and very happy.
Xiang Shaolong, who originally didn't think much of him, was also heartbroken, secretly thinking that the demeanor of a man who is used to being a king is indeed different from others.
After King Zhao asked everyone to sit down and eat the food, he struck each other with his palms and made a crisp sound.
The musicians who retreated to both sides of the gate immediately started playing vigorously again.
A group of nearly 200 beautiful singing and dancing girls with swallow-tail-shaped buns and long gowns made of translucent light materials danced into the hall gracefully, singing and dancing. The waves of breasts were hidden, and they made various
The graceful posture makes people and gods win over it.
Everyone high-fived and cheered loudly.
Xiang Shaolong looked at the singing and dancing girls singing fairy songs, dancing with graceful and graceful movements, as erratic as dragons. He couldn't help but think of the Tingfang family who was given away. He thought that if he defeated Lian Jin, he could get her back, and he couldn't help but feel ambitious.
Wu Tingfang leaned close to his ear and said proudly: "Fang'er's singing and dancing are much better than theirs. If you have the chance, I will make it a feast for your eyes and ears."
Xiang Shaolong replied: "You are not allowed to wear any clothes on your body."
Wu Tingfang rolled his eyes at him and gave him a sweet smile.
Zhao Mu and Lian Jin, who were looking at Wu Tingfang attentively, were both furious. Fortunately, Xiang Shaolong knew the taste after a while.
The singing and dancing girls stopped dancing and left, leaving behind a hall full of fragrance.
All eyes were focused on King Zhao, waiting with bated breath for his words.
The huge palace is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.
King Zhao occupied the dragon seat alone, looked around at the ministers, and said with a long smile: "Our great Zhao Dynasty started with martial arts, and famous generals emerged in large numbers. Zhao Shai, Zhao Dun, and Zhao Wu all have virtuous ancestors. During the Jin Dynasty, they all had unparalleled military achievements. After the founding of the country, there is no military merit.
Those who do this will not be allowed to receive titles. Without this martial spirit, our country would have been wiped out."
Everyone said yes together.
King Zhao looked proud, his eyes fell on Lian Jin, and he said happily: "I didn't expect that the little country of Wei would have an invincible swordsman."
Lian Jin hurriedly walked to the table, knelt down and kowtowed: "I only have Zhao in my heart now. As long as the king gives the order, I will be furious and will never frown."
Wu Shi snorted secretly, obviously despising him for switching to Zhao Mu's banner.
King Zhao didn't know whether he was influenced by Zhao Mu, so he changed his attitude towards him and said happily: "Employ people based on their talents. As long as you are loyal to me, Lian Jin, I will never treat you poorly."
Lian Jin was overjoyed and quickly agreed loudly.
King Zhao shouted again: "Where is Xiang Shaolong?"
Xiang Shaolong smiled slightly, agreed with a bang, walked out, knelt down opposite Lian Jin, and said loudly: "Xiang Shaolong comes to see my king."
King Zhao's eyes lit up and he said: "With one person's power, you defeated eight hundred horse thieves out of your wits. You are also loyal and courageous. For the sake of the lives of your colleagues, you did not care about staying behind to fight the enemy and promote the reputation of our great Zhao. I admire you very much."
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Xiang Shaolong hurriedly expressed his humility and gratitude with tears in his eyes, but secretly laughed in his heart that things were becoming more and more exaggerated.
King Zhao smiled with satisfaction and said: "Both of you are dragons among men. This time I want you to come to the palace to compete with swords. It is precisely because I want you to set an example for our country and promote the spirit of martial arts, so that you can effectively kill the enemy and serve the country."
Both Xiang Lian and Xiang Lian responded in unison.
King Zhao laughed and said: "I and all the ministers here are impatient, waiting for the two of them to perform their peerless swordsmanship. However, you must remember that this is a competition, and you can only point to the point. The winner will be immediately named the imperial swordsman."
, can lead the army on an expedition."
Zhao Mu raised his voice and said: "Your Majesty, I have a suggestion."
King Zhao was startled and said: "Julu Hou, please tell me."
Zhao Mu stood up and said respectfully: "If Your Majesty stipulates that the martial arts competition should end at the end of the competition, they will not dare to disobey Your Majesty's order and have their hands and feet tied up, making it difficult to wield the sword. Please think twice, Your Majesty."
Mrs. Ya's whole body was shaken when she heard this. She stood up and said in a trembling voice: "Swords are ruthless. If someone is killed, wouldn't a happy event turn into a tragic event?"
King Zhao looked at Mrs. Ya strangely and said, "My dear sister, Zhao Qing, please sit down. I have my own sense of propriety."
Zhao Mu glanced at her coldly before sitting back on the table. He was secretly happy in his heart. Zhao Ya's reaction showed that Xiang Shaolong was really onto something. Who knew it better than her?
At this time, everyone in the palace knew that something was wrong with Xiang Shaolong.
King Zhao's eyes fell on Wu's face and he said calmly: "Mr. Wu, what do you think about this?"
Wu Shi secretly thought that if Xiang Shaolong was defeated because of a woman's lust, he would not be able to blame anyone. It would be better if he died, but if he could kill Lian Jin, he would be so angry for himself. He nodded and said: "Shaolong once
I have told you that he is only good at killing people and performing with a sword, but he is not good at it, so if you want to see his skills, you should not put any restrictions on him."
To say this is to say that the two of them are going to fight to the death.
Mrs. Ya's delicate body trembled, and she finally shed tears because of her stupidity. Xiang Shaolong saw this in his eyes and his dislike for her was slightly reduced.
Everyone in the hall was greatly stimulated and talked a lot.
"when"
The sound of the wine glass breaking made me immediately feel solemn.
After King Zhao threw the cup to the ground, he shouted coldly: "Killing the enemy is a matter of life and death. The way of war is also the way of life and death. A good person will not impose any restrictions. The winner will be the swordsman in front of me."
The two people in front of the dragon table agreed together.
King Zhao said: "The competition begins."
The whole hall was silent, silently waiting for the show to begin.
Mrs. Ya fell into the arms of Mrs. An, her sister beside her, and couldn't bear to witness the tragic killing of Xiang Shaolong.
Wu Tingfang also turned pale, leaned against Nai's father, and said in a trembling voice: "He will not lose."
"Qiang"
Lian Jin drew out his famous golden sword, came to the center of the palace and stood still, holding the sword and bowing with a smile on his face.
Xiang Shaolong stood up, took off his coat with one hand, and casually threw it aside, revealing the warrior uniform specially designed for him by Shu Er and the fourth maid, which made him look even more majestic and majestic with broader shoulders and thin waist.
Originally, everyone thought Lian Jin was mighty and good-looking, but in comparison, Xiang Shaolong showed more upright and heroic spirit, which made men admire him and women fall in love with him.
When Xiang Shaolong pulled out the wooden sword, everyone made a sound of surprise again.
He stood on the other side of Lian Jin and saluted with his sword.
King Zhao was surprised and said: "Shaolong competes with wooden swords, aren't you afraid of suffering a loss?"
Xiang Shaolong smiled faintly and said with an indescribable coolness: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this wooden sword was specially made by me. I am not afraid of sharp weapons."
Lian Jin secretly laughed in his heart, I just want to see how great a person like you is who has lost his body.
Mrs. Ya couldn't help but raise her head and peek at him. Seeing how powerful he was, she felt more regretful and fell into Mrs. An's arms again. She couldn't bear to look at him anymore.
If you want to find the most miserable person in the whole room, it must be her.
Before Xiang Shaolong, Zhao Mu was the one who had always controlled her heart. Since Zhao Kuo died in Changping, Zhao Mu took advantage of the situation and conquered her.
At first, Zhao Mu was very obsessed with her beautiful body, but within a year, he was attracted to young handsome men and women from other countries. Over the years, he kept away from her, and due to loneliness and revenge, she began to have four love affairs.
The hunting man lived a dissolute life until he met Xiang Shaolong, and he gradually replaced Zhao Mu.
This time she was deceived by Zhao Mu into dealing with Xiang Shaolong. On the one hand, she was frightened by his power and was afraid that he would hurt Xiang Shaolong and ruin their good deeds. More importantly, she was subconsciously accustomed to accepting his orders, so that she was temporarily confused.
Create hate.
After Zhao Mu snatched her away from Xiang Shaolong yesterday morning, he tried his best to use drugs and clever flirting methods, combined with coercion and inducement, toyed with her for a long time, and finally succeeded in driving her to carry out his poisonous plan.
The condition is that he will not hurt Xiang Shaolong, and that he will accomplish good things between her and Xiang Shaolong afterwards, and will not harass her again in the future.
Now of course she realized that Zhao Mu was lying to her.
At this imminent moment, Zhao Muchang smiled and said: "Since ancient times, heroes have been matched with beauties. In order to increase the popularity and make the soldiers and civilians of our country understand the intentions of King Yang's swordsmanship, I have another suggestion."
King Zhao was very different from this "lover", so he didn't think so and said: "Juluhou's suggestions are always very useful, please tell me quickly."
Zhao Mu's sharp eyes swept across the audience and he said slowly: "What Wei Chen proposes is that the winner of this sword competition can choose any beautiful woman in this palace to be his wife. Such a beautiful woman can get all the official positions. Isn't it beautiful?"
Please give your permission, Your Majesty."
Everyone cheered together.
Xiang Shaolong couldn't help but secretly praise Zhao Mu for his power, and he also saw through his plot. It goes without saying that if Lian Jin defeated him, he could take Wu Tingfang as his own, and then he could give it to Zhao Mu.
Mu will get what he wants.
Wu's expression changed immediately. He also saw through the opponent's plot, but it was difficult for him to object. Because if it means that the winner will definitely choose his granddaughter, it also indirectly shows that Wu Tingfang is more beautiful than other beauties.
qualifications.
King Zhao was slightly startled when he heard this. He also thought of Wu Tingfang and thought to himself that if he did not dare to issue this order, he would be telling the officials in the palace that he was afraid of Wu. He muttered for a long time and looked up to the sky with a smile: "The sword has captured the beauty and returned.
In this way, tonight's palace battle will be remembered for eternity, and the widow will be invited by Marquis Julu, and the winner can choose any unmarried woman in the court as his wife."
As soon as the dragon mouth opened, the matter was a foregone conclusion.
Everyone's attention returned to the two Xiang Lian in the field.
Lian Jin couldn't hide the joy on his face. He and Zhao Mu secretly agreed that Zhao Mu would own Wu Tingfang for the first three days. From then on, this stunning beauty would be his. Although it was not perfect, it was not as good as his own.
To her, it was already the difference between heaven and hell.
Xiang Shaolong, on the other hand, is calm to the point of being cold and has entered a state where Mozi's swordsmanship nourishes the mind and protects the nature.
"when"
The sword fight begins.
Lian Jin turned to Xiang Shaolong, opened his posture, stood with both feet in a bow, sat on the horse and lowered his waist, leaning his upper body slightly back, the golden sword shining brightly under the light pointed at Xiang Shaolong who was twenty steps away, the hilt of the sword
Holding it close to the chest makes people feel that he is powerful and ready to go.
Xiang Shaolong's eyes were lowered, his wooden sword touched the ground, and he looked like an old monk in meditation, facing King Zhao, still facing Lian Jin with his shoulder.
Although the two did not take action, everyone felt the contrast between movement and stillness, creating a breathless tension.
Lian Jin didn't know that this kind of static state was the essence of Mozi's swordsmanship. He thought that the opponent was timid due to his physical loss, so he laughed and said: "Brother Xiang is not timid anymore."
Mrs. Ya sat upright and looked into the field. She hid a dagger in her sleeve and shouted in her heart: "Don't be afraid, Mr. Xiang. Zhao Ya will go with you."
When everyone said this to Lian Jin, they all felt that Shaolong was timid and started talking a lot. King Zhao and Wushi also looked displeased, and Zhao Mu even sneered disdainfully.
This does not mean that their vision is not bright enough, but that Mozi's spirit of focusing on defense rather than attack is actually very different from the swordsmanship and mentality of the era. Let's ask the two rivals, who is not attacking with all his strength, aiming to kill the enemy in one fell swoop.
A smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Shaolong's lips, and he said calmly: "How can Brother Lian know the superior swordsmanship? Don't do it to make others misunderstand that Brother Lian only knows how to talk."
Lian Jin was so angry that murderous intent shot out from his eyes. He straightened his waist, pushed forward with his hand, and fired the golden light sword away, stabbing the opponent's shoulder and side points quickly, accurately and hard.
Zhao Mu and Shao Yuanjun's seats immediately burst into loud cheers.
Xiang Shaolong was calm and unruffled, not affected by the cheering voices for his opponent.
He had known that once he made a move, it would be difficult to pretend to be weak, otherwise he would be killed by Lian Jin, whose swordsmanship was no less than his own, but he could lure him in strategically.
Lian Jin deceived him because he was weak and weak, so he attacked with all his strength. In addition, Lian Jin hated him deeply and wanted to consume his energy. fell into his plan.
Compared with physical strength, how could Lian Jin be his opponent, who had received the most rigorous physical training?
So when Lian Jin thought that his physical strength was being consumed, it was actually just the opposite. It was Lian Jin himself who was being consumed.
What's more, he also took advantage of the fact that the wooden sword was three or four times heavier. Lian Jin was the one who suffered the loss in the head-on fight.
The golden light sword has arrived and shoots towards the left side of the body.
Without saying a word, Xiang Shaolong took a step back to the right, twisted his body, lifted the heavy wooden sword off the ground, and hit the tip of the golden light sword, which was the opponent's weakest point.
The golden light sword could withstand it and was immediately swung away.
This time it was everyone's turn to cheer, and of course the people from the Wu family screamed the loudest. Wu Tingfang almost smashed his palms.
Even Jin didn't expect that the opponent's swordsmanship was better than the last time he attacked. He was afraid that the opponent would take advantage of the opportunity to pursue him. He picked up the sword flower and returned to guard the empty door. When he was about to draw the sword again, the opponent turned around and retracted the heavy wooden sword slightly, as if About to attack, he was so frightened that he took a step back.
At this moment, the sword in Xiang Shaolong's hand trembled slightly and fell a little, revealing the flaw in his face.
Lian Jin was overjoyed, secretly thinking that the boy showed fatigue after the second sword strike. Naken hesitated, and with a "swish" sound, he raised his sword and struck straight, as if he was about to strike at the opponent's wooden sword. When it was parallel to the shoulder, he rushed forward, The wrist sank and then extended, changing from a straight slash to a flat thrust, aiming diagonally at the opponent's front door. At the same time, he flew up with a kick and kicked the opponent's wooden sword quickly, vowing to kill the enemy with one move.
His movements were as graceful as a swimming dragon, all done in one go, full of murderous intent. Everyone was stunned and worried about Xiang Shaolong.
Mrs. Ya just screamed secretly, and while everyone around her was paying attention to the scene, she stabbed her lower abdomen.
Xiang Shaolong coldly held the golden sword that was as fierce as a poisonous dragon, quickly moved sideways, swung the wooden sword with his backhand, and hit the golden sword hard.
With a "click" sound, the golden sword swung away again.
Everyone was fascinated by it and cheered loudly.
Although Lian Jin's wrists were numb from the shock, because Xiang Shaolong withdrew 50% of his strength, Lian Jin thought that he was at the end of his crossbow. He only relied on his exquisite swordsmanship and the weight of the wooden sword to block the golden sword, and then With a long laugh, he struck out ten swords in a row, each sword being opened and closed, forcing the enemy to fight hard.
Xiang Shaolong secretly laughed in his heart, he didn't use his exquisite and meticulous swordsmanship, just to use his shortcomings to attack my strengths. So he fought and retreated, defending impeccably, whether he was challenging or slashing, he was always able to resolve the slightest danger. Lian Jin's strong wind swept away the fallen leaves' offensive.
On the surface, Lian Jin seemed to have the upper hand, forcing Xiang Shaolong to retreat and have no ability to fight back. However, Lian Jin knew his own pain. Although the opponent seemed to be in danger, he still could not break through his final attack. Line of defense.
Why is this man's resilience so strong after last night's exhaustion?
Everyone had never seen such amazing swordsmanship before, and everyone screamed like crazy.
King Zhao was also moved by it and clapped his hands frequently.
Zhao Mu originally thought that Lian Jin could kill the enemy quickly, but then he frowned and looked at Mrs. Ya. He saw that she looked miserable, and he felt relieved a little.
Mr. Shao Yuan screamed the most fiercely, wishing that he could chop Xiang Shaolong to pieces with just one strike from Jin.
Xiang Shaolong took another three steps back, let out a long laugh, and stood still. The heavy wooden sword slashed diagonally with all his strength. Before hitting the golden light sword, it actually changed twice. Lian Jin, who was so tired that he felt slightly exhausted, also changed.
It took two moves to block the heavy wooden sword.
"When" came out this time was actually similar to the clear sound produced when two iron swords hit each other.
Lian Jinhu's mouth trembled violently, and he felt that the opponent's strength had at least doubled. Even though he was reluctant, he still had to take two steps back, giving up attack to defense. The violent and endless offensive finally collapsed.
Xiang Shaolong's eyes glared, and his stern eyes shot out. His whole figure straightened up like a completely different figure, showing his arrogant heroic spirit, and said coldly: "You have fallen into a trap."
Half a step forward, he shouted loudly and raised his sword to slash at the opponent's front door. The wind howled and was harsh and harsh. What was even more astonishing was that this sweeping sword had a tragic effect like thousands of horses and thousands of troops fighting on the battlefield.
The flood of shouts and cheers suddenly stopped.
This change is so surprising.
Many people stood up unconsciously, and Zhao Mu was one of them.
Mrs. Ya also stood up with a exclamation of "heh", the dagger in her hand slipped to the ground, and she looked at the mighty lover on the field with a happy face.
Lian Jin was frightened out of his wits when the other party said, "You have fallen into a trap." However, he was a master after all, and he tried his best to withstand the inevitable sword strike with a "dang" sound.
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Lian Jin's tiger mouth burst. His physical strength was not as good as Xiang Shaolong's, and he was exhausted from fighting for a long time. In addition, the opponent's wooden sword weighed more than a hundred kilograms, so Xiang Shaolong had to take three steps back with his sword.
Only then did the whole audience burst into deafening cheers.
Xiang Shaolong's eyes showed no expression at all, as calm as water. The heavy wooden sword was put back on his shoulder, and he pressed towards Lian Jin step by step, making a "puff" sound of his footsteps, forming a murderous symphony.
The powerful momentum rushed away, leaving Lian Jin with no chance to breathe.
Lian Jin knew that he must not let the enemy gain full momentum, so he shouted, and the golden light sword turned into blossoming sword light, changing from wide opening and closing to delicate and exquisite swordsmanship.
Xiang Shaolong's heavy wooden sword bounced off his shoulder, came into the air, and said coldly: "It's too late."
The heavy wooden sword was suddenly sharpened, seemingly clumsy but skillful, and struck at the center of the sword's light.
The sword flowers dispersed, and Lian Jinzi retreated, blood escaping from the corners of his mouth.
Xiang Shaolong knew that he wanted to avenge a bloody sea of blood. At this moment, he secretly thought of Shu'er and his wife's names in his heart, rushed forward, and hit Lian Jin with his sword.
The two figures come together and then separate.
Everything stopped, as if time and space had frozen at this moment.
The whole place was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop. Except for Zhao Mu and a few other swordsmen with sharp eyesight, no one could see what was going on.
The two of them exchanged positions, taking a step apart, facing each other from behind.
Xiang Shaolong raised his head to the top of the palace, put the wooden sword back on his shoulder, and saw endless sorrow and resentment in his eyes.
Lian Jin had a look of disbelief on his face. He lowered his head and looked at the place where the sword hit his chest, feeling the shattered sternum and the heart-pounding pain that was gradually spreading.
Everyone was stunned and looked at the two people standing silently in the field.
Lian Jin groaned and knelt down on his knees.
Xiang Shaolong looked up to the sky and smiled, knelt down to King Zhao, touched the ground with his sword, and said respectfully: "I am lucky enough to live up to my fate, and I would like to marry Miss Tingfang of the Wu family." He deliberately said these two words to Lian Jin.
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When Lian Jin heard this, he was so furious that he spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and was killed on the spot as if he was kowtowing in worship.
Zhao Mu was so angry that he turned pale with anger. He clenched his hands into fists and looked fiercely at Mrs. Ya at the table.
Mrs. Ya's pretty face showed a breathtaking ecstasy, her delicate body trembled, Gangyi turned her head and glanced at him, with a disdainful expression on her lips.
Zhao Mu suddenly knew that Mrs. Ya was completely out of his control.
Everyone in the Wu family was extremely excited.
Wu Tingfang covered her pretty face with both hands, tears of love rolled down uncontrollably, she was now his little wife.
Everyone in the hall has still not recovered from the emotion of witnessing the fierce battle just now. They stared in silence, with only Xiang Shaolong's voice echoing in the hall.
King Zhao filled a glass of wine himself, left the table and walked towards Xiang Shaolong, sighing: "Such swordsmanship is really unprecedented. From today on, Shaolong is not only Wu Tingfang's beloved son-in-law, but also my great Zhao's Xi Yuqian."
Lieutenant Bing, let me give you a glass of wine."
Xiang Shaolong put down his wooden sword, kowtowed and thanked him, then knelt down to receive the wine and drank it all in one gulp.
The cheers were loud.
No one was interested in taking a look at Lian Jin's body.