Mo Ming was not lying on the bed. He was meditating on the chessboard on the stone table. On the chessboard was Mrs. Qi Shengxiang's "White Feather Tie under the Moon". This kind of chess that started from the star position suddenly made Mo Ming
I feel that my skills are lacking in more than one or two points.
"Yinuo, do you like Mo Yujian?"
"Too dull, not interesting."
Mo Ming laughed loudly and waved his hand. He didn't care about this. No matter how strict the guards were, it wouldn't be of much use.
After all, Zhu Yinuo's cultivation level is limited. How to tell whether a sword is sharp or dull has not yet arrived.
"Don't tell me that something is wrong with your body. Didn't my uncle say that you should learn the ruthless sword again when you are thirty? How come your body and bones are wrong?"
Erlenqing was also having fun, looking left and right, constantly checking whether there was something wrong with Mo Ming, and more concerned about whether there was something wrong with his brain.
"Get away!"
A strong sword energy struck, and Zhu Yinuo, like a dexterous hozen, suddenly jumped four or five feet away from his cousin. He saw the green sword energy suddenly appearing on the folding fan in Mo Ming's hand, with a naughty look in his eyes, and said: "
Come, let me teach you, brother, to see if you, this piece of shit, have made any progress."
Zhu Yinuo chuckled, full of confidence: "Okay, I will beat you today. I want you to see my history in the past two years..."
He couldn't say the second half of the sentence. He touched his waist and said, "Trouble, I didn't bring any weapons." But how could his cousin care about this? When he saw his fan blowing the wind, Zhu Yinuo had to run away.
While scolding, no matter how unpleasant it sounds.
He has scolded Mo Ming's ancestors for eighteen generations, but this rogue has forgotten that he and Mo Ming's ancestors are still the same person. He doesn't care, he can't beat him now, but he can't lose his momentum, so he must
He had to scold him, and if Mo Ming lost his sense in scolding, then he could be considered a winner.
If you lose the fight, turn around and run away, leaving behind a meaningful sentence, "Wait for me!"
If others look at it, these cousins are so fierce and have no manners in their mouths. The girls and attendants who have just entered the house will be afraid to tell the old people that something has happened, and those older people will be afraid.
After hearing a few hehes, everyone went about their own business without any intention of explaining.
Seeing the two cousins quarreling like this, Black-necked Crane felt that Mo Ming was as capable as him, so he left. After he left, he sent a letter to Zhu Jiannan to report something, which made him famous in the world and made people famous.
The famous sword master in the world is frightened and the sword master Linghu Changkong comes to Jinling City.
This man came as he came. His legs were on his body, so it was difficult to stop him. At most, he thought that some unlucky famous swordsman in Jinling City had suffered. But there were a few words at the end, saying that Linghu Changkong seemed to be entrusted by others.
Protect Mo Ming.
How can one not be curious about such a person with a winning streak of more than 100?
But the black-necked crane secretly hid one thing and did not say it, that is, Linghu Changkong had a face that was exactly the same as that of young master Mo Ming, like twins.
"Xiao Lei, do you know why Mohist Confucian merchants can gain a foothold in the world, but they seem to have nothing to do with the wars and chaos."
Xin Dunu shook his head and said nothing.
"In addition to Tianshui Villa, the Mo family also has a manor. The name of this manor changes every generation. It used to be called Tongsang, and now it is called Mingtu. This manor will naturally belong to Xiao Mo Ming from now on."
Zhu Jiannan frowned slightly. He suddenly thought of someone, his sister-in-law, who was Mo Ming's wife.
Suddenly, I was curious as to how Xiao Mo Ming managed to kidnap the daughter of the governor of a county in Yucheng back during her travels.
Naturally, such strange thoughts only last for a moment and pass by.
Xiao Lei nodded and still didn't speak.
"The Mo family's famous sword is called Mo Yu, and the master of the family is the sword wielder. The sword skills of each generation of sword wielders are extremely exquisite and difficult to crack. Similarly, the cultivation level of the head of the Moh family is quite interesting, and it has never been able to measure the ninth level of mortal martial arts.
to divide.”
Zhu Jiannan looked at this Xindu slave, this brute man, when would he be able to talk to him freely? Don't hold back a fart for three or five days. Most of the time he just told himself to pay attention to his body. It's boring, boring.
"This has been the case throughout the ages. The old prince married my sister-in-law to the Mo family to explore the secrets. Who would have expected that my sister-in-law would remain silent and tight-lipped about it after she left."
Zhu Jiannan did not object to this. The married daughter threw water. All hatred can be resolved with love. If Mo Sang truly treats his sister-in-law well, then the only daughter of the King of Jinling should do her best to support her husband and raise her children.
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"You have seen Mo Ming many times, but you haven't seen him wield a sword. This child is different from the previous generations of sword masters. This child is weak in body. Although he has extraordinary talents and Taoism, he can only be regarded as a dabbler."
Zhu Jiannan looked at Xiao Lei again. He was not in the mood to continue talking. It was a one-man show and was boring.
"Forget it, it's pointless to continue with you. You'd better prepare the white horse and send it to that rude barbarian."
Xiao Lei nodded and was about to go out when he was stopped by Zhu Jiannan: "Those who reported the news, please ask if they have spread the news, no matter how many people know it..."
Seeing him wiping the knife on his neck, Xiao Lei understood what he meant.
Let's talk about Zhong Xihou. Yan Hude was reading the letter. The letter was in a state of ruins. The words on it were incomplete and less than a quarter of it could be read.
"Xiao Liang, which Liang family is your mother's?"
"After so many years of investigation, the Marquis also knows the result."
"The Yanhude tribe was such a prosperous tribe among the three tribes and nine kingdoms." Zhong Xihou thought of something and said directly, "There is a Liang family in the northern country, that is, the family of the Jade Dragon General Liang Bohuang. Tell me, your mother is
Liang, could it happen that he is Liang Boxu?"
"The twelve famous Liang families in the world, including Liang Boxu of Wanfeng City, Liang Keqin of Yucheng, and Liang Wenhu of Lincheng..." Yan Hude didn't say much. He naturally knew that every family had such a great man.
I have checked them all carefully.
"Not to mention the things that are detrimental to your mood, that old fox should probably send someone to deliver something."
Zhong Xihou went downstairs. There was indeed a treasure or a living treasure. It was a white horse, a strong and handsome white horse. The person holding the horse was an adult boy. The boy had no expression. He was combing the white horse's hair.
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"This horse is indeed beautiful. Does it have a name?"
The boy glanced sideways at Zhong Xihou, showing no fear. "This horse naturally has a name. If you don't know the name of this horse, you can only say that you are ignorant."
"Oh, then I want to hear what this horse is called."
"It's called Jedi, also called Bai Yi."
"The white horse Jedi does not touch the soil and runs as fast as flying." Zhong Xihou looked at the horse. This horse is indeed handsome. He really likes it. It is even more handsome than the sweaty horse brought by Xiao Yu. "So
It seems that this old prince gave this BMW to the orphan?"
The boy nodded and said, "The prince said that he gave you a white horse. I believe you know what he means. I have to remember your words and deeds and report to him when I go back."
Zhong Xihou looked up to the sky and smiled, very simply. He took out his Wuyu sword. The blade of this sword was smooth and there was no blood-drawing groove. If there was another blood-drawing groove on such a sharp sword, the sword would be drawn out.
The scene of blood splattering out, to be honest, is quite exciting.
Zhong Xihou swung his sword away, falling flowers with one move. The sword energy was like the wind, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
The adult's face changed drastically, becoming pale and angry.
The blood was flowing like a fountain and the fishy smell was very strong, which also showed that this horse was indeed a good horse.
"you······"
Zhong Xihou looked at the dead horse, a BMW with only its trunk missing.
"You, Bai Yi's four-legged orphan, are here to stay. Send this body back to your prince."
"You, why did you kill it..." Chengtong knelt beside the dying white horse, which had lost all its limbs. He stroked the horse's mane with his hands, and tears suddenly fell down.
Zhong Xihou just smiled, but Yan Hude felt inexplicably distressed.
The adult boy took the dead horse away, crying all the way. He didn't dare to offend with words, he could only mumble and curse. But what could he do? He was just a pony servant in the palace, so what could he do?
Yan Hude looked at the four horse legs: "Master Hou, what happens next?"
"I ordered this horse leg to be made into a fine dish. I will eat all of it without leaving any part behind. Naturally, I can't let this go to waste."
When the food came, Yan Hude sat down opposite Zhong Xihou. He held the rice bowl with the five fingers of his left hand, and held the chopsticks in his right hand at seven points. He sandwiched a piece of horse leg meat. It was delicious and delicious, but no matter how capable he was,
Although his appetite was aroused, Yan Hude still felt that the food on the table was too luxurious.
Zhong Xihou put down his bowl and chopsticks, and rarely poured a glass of wine during the meal. He drank it in one gulp, looked at Yan Hude with a smile on his face, and said: "Xiao Liang, do you know why I eat his horse meat and still get a share?"
return?"
Naturally, Yan Hude didn't understand that a good horse was served as a banquet. If you want to eat horse meat, you should go to the market to buy the best meat horse. You can't think of anything that can be trusted to cook a BMW bred to such standards as a war horse.
reasons.
Not to mention that it is no secret that Zhong Xihou, a man from the West, has superb equestrian skills and likes famous horses.
"There used to be an emperor named Liu. Before he died, he killed a white horse and made an oath with his ministers, swearing their loyalty to the death and never betraying him."
When Yan Hude heard this, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. There was a feeling of resentment in his tone.
Zhong Xihou naturally noticed it and asked: "Did you say something wrong?"
Yan Hude put down his chopsticks, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said: "The emperor named Liu is just a reckless person. He has countless subordinates with great achievements. After their achievements are completed, they kill them one by one. After that, the queen
The power of one line dominates the government and the public. The reckless emperor was worried that the country he had just conquered would have to change his surname, so he killed the white horse and made an oath that no one with a different surname would be king."
Zhong Xihou was the same child who was listening to the book in the teahouse. He nodded in agreement, as if to say, oh, so that's what happened. Then he was really wrong. Look at the plate already.
Even though the horse meat was well cooked and extremely delicious, I lost my appetite.
Yan Hude looked at Zhong Xihou without any anger, and then continued: "It's a pity that the country has not changed its surname, but the world has changed its owner. The whole world is not the king's land, but the owner of the world has become a woman. This woman
After the death of this impudent emperor, he tortured his concubines and killed his bloodline. In the final analysis, the white horse oath is no more than the purpose of ruling the world."
Zhong Xihou stood up and slapped the case, which really frightened Yan Hude. He heard him laugh several times and said, "If you say this, I will feel relieved."
Yan Hude didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it, Marquis Zhongxi had no heirs, but the Zhu family of Jinling had been kings for generations, so he understood.
No matter what, just like this horse meat, maybe the Lord of the Nightless City in front of him really wants to eat horse meat on a whim, but with his mouth on someone else's face, there is no way he can influence what others want to say.