Zhong Xihou was sitting in the inner courtyard pavilion in the back garden of the Forbidden City. Such a quiet nightclub would make people slack off because of the comfort.
And this comfort can sometimes cost people's lives.
"Brother Jiannan, do you know who the Taoist priest who died in Jinling City a few days ago was?"
However, more than an hour ago, Zhu Jiannan was still shocked that Jinling City had strange phenomena in the sky and stars falling. How could he have expected that the person who caused such strange phenomena in the sky and earth would soon come to his place.
"I've heard that his name seems to be Kang Jinlong, but Xiao Wang has heard that he is not only a Taoist priest, but also a demon who liked to skin and draw scriptures from death row prisoners many years ago."
"Is that so?" This was true. Zhong Xihou was surprised by the information gathering ability of the Jinling Palace.
How could he not know that Kang Jinlong was once an imperial general before he became a jailer, with extraordinary martial arts skills and a passionate heart to serve the country. But sometimes, if the meat is eaten, the wild horse will be hard to subdue. Men and women who taste the forbidden fruit will become obsessed with the sun.
I thought about it at night, but after enjoying killing others, hearing others scream, begging for mercy, cursing, moaning, etc., the pleasure of this powerful golden dragon is unstoppable.
People's desires are endless. Kang Jinlong voluntarily left the military camp and became a small jailer, only torturing the prisoners on death row. But desire was like gluttony, how could it be satisfied? He began to attack ordinary people, watching them struggle, watching them helplessly
Helpful.
That feeling was too wonderful to be described in words.
The cold sharp instrument cut open the skin and opened the blood vessels, and the blood inside slowly flowed out, until the man died from excessive blood loss. He was addicted to it and became uncontrollable.
"What the Marquis wants to say, but this Kang Jinlong died in our Forbidden City?"
Zhong Xihou smiled, raised his glass and took a sip. This grape wine produced in the west of the city that never sleeps is indeed different from other fruit wines, astringent and sweet.
"Kang Jinlong's death in Jinling is not something that should be discussed with Brother Jiannan, but the jailer has changed his name to Kang Jinlong, so Brother Jiannan should understand what he is talking about."
"I heard that Venerable Ying Ruge of Muhan Tower once conquered many of the most heinous people in the world, and then some of these people were eventually hunted down or killed themselves because of their past evil deeds."
"Someone dares to name such a wicked person Xingxiu, which shows how much this person values these people."
"These people are indeed amazing. Yinuo and Mo Ming have seen these people when they were in the teahouse. In the teahouse on the third and fourth floors, these people just clicked their fingers and didn't ask where the stairs were. Can the windows be locked?"
"That's why I came to ask you, how do you plan to deal with this matter? Although Kang Jinlong is a small character, if a native dog has an owner like a general, it is also a hunting dog. Not to mention that these people are not native dogs, but fine dogs.
dog."
"Xiao Lei, how do you think Kang Jinlong died?"
This Lei Niu was silent, and Zhu Jiannan sighed again. Since the last time he saw Marquis Zhongxi, this Xindu man has been like this again, silent, and he doesn't understand what he is after.
"I have been in contact with this person many times. If we cannot form an alliance with this person, we cannot let him go."
"Just like the previous Marquis?" Zhu Jiannan laughed loudly after saying this, "People who are capable must be arrogant. If the Marquis is like this, then Ying Ruge must be like this too. The Marquis must be like this."
And why do you care so much about his Tianluan killer?"
"Li Gu was assassinated in Jinling during the day. Did you listen to my advice?"
"Zong Hengzi said it all."
"Although I don't know much about Yan Yunqi, Yan Yunqi is divided into eight divisions, the eight divisions of Tianlong."
"The one-day crowd, the two dragon crowds, the three yakshas, the four gandharvas, the five asuras, the six garudas, the seven kinnaras, and the eight mahurakas. What the Marquis encountered were the four people of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the heaven and earth smiled back. Guo Yi Shuihan, these four people belong to one of the nine dragons..."
"I heard that the nine members of the Dragon Clan are second only to the twelve masters of the Celestial Clan of Yanyun, but they are vulnerable to the wind, rain, thunder and lightning."
"If a chess piece is no longer needed, it will definitely be used to its fullest effect when discarded. Lord Marquis, do you think something happened to Yan Yunqi?"
"I just want to tell you that Ying Ruge is a person who cannot be abandoned. Yan Yunqi has twelve riders, and Ying Ruge once had twelve subordinates. What Jinling has to do is to find out who killed Kang Golden Dragon.”
Zhu Jiannan's bloodless and pale face showed a hint of confusion, but only for a moment, he asked: "Then is this person surrendering or abandoning?"
"The master of Tianluan Killer is Ying Ruge. Behind Ying Ruge is the entire Muhan Tower. You should also know the identity of the current owner of Muhan Tower. After weighing it again and again, I dare to ask, Brother Jiannan, do you have any questions? "
"What a waste of talent."
"For Mu Hanlou, Jinling City is a new debt that has not been settled yet."
Zhu Jiannan looked sick, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed lightly, felt relieved, and asked:
"The city lord made it clear?"
"Brother Jian Nan, please remember the day when Zhong Xihou entered Jinling. Many Jianghu people died on the streets."
Zhu Jiannan frowned and asked in a confused tone: "There are quite a few martial arts knights traveling to and from Jinling. Occasionally, it is normal for people to die or be injured due to fighting with weapons. What happened that day?"
"Those who died are the backbone of his Mu Han Tower. Although Ying Ruge never asked his male brother or the old prince to give an explanation, or he was worried about the non-governmental organizations on one side and the imperial government on the other. Well water and river water do not interfere with each other.”
"Oh, it turns out those people are all from Muhan Tower. So, do they have the city lord's subordinates?"
Zhong Xihou smiled and did not answer, but asked again: "How are you going to deal with this Muhan Tower?"
Zhu Jiannan stood up, walked a few steps, stopped, turned around, smiled at Zhong Xihou: "Since Ying Ruge, Muhanlou, is not a kind person, then treat him with courtesy. But Jinling has never interfered in Jianghu affairs. How did those people die and why did they die in our Jinling City? It is hard for Jian Nan to hold him accountable. But if one of his powerful generals loses his life in our Jinling City, even if he is no longer willing to fight with our Jinling City There are intersections in the city, but it’s hard to swallow the anger and we can no longer avoid it.”
Zhong Xihou really didn't expect that Zhu Jiannan would have such a plan. He suppressed his smile, took a sip of wine, and asked, "What is Brother Jiannan's next plan?"
"I have to trouble City Lord Zhong to take action to relieve my worries."
"You can say it clearly."
"If Ying Ruge's men select the most important person, kill him and expose his body, and dump the body beside the wall of my palace, Ying Ruge will come to his door no matter what."
Zhong Xihou chuckled: "I am not good at killing people. I really can't do anything like this."
"Really, but why did the city lord come to Jinling and kill six or seven people in just one month, especially in the past few days, even adults are not spared, which can't be considered merciful." Before Zhong Xihou could defend himself, Zhu Jiannan continued. He said, "Since those people threaten the city lord, how can this subordinate Ying Ruge not be a threat?"
Zhong Xihou looked at Zhu Jiannan with great interest. His Royal Highness had a scholarly demeanor and was extremely elegant. But why, it made people's scalp numb. Looking at this handsome His Highness, it was like seeing a man who could eat people without vomiting.
Demon of Bones?
"Does the prince know that Gu and the Lord Controlling Ghosts came from the same sect?" Zhong Xihou's eyes were dark and deep, perhaps because of his dark skin, which made his eyes brighter. But the brightness was like a sharp sword, hanging on the
The top of a person seems to be shot down at any time.
Zhu Jiannan sighed, and used his right hand that obviously didn't have much strength to squeeze the ebony folding fan. It made a "squeaking" sound, as if there were several battles between heaven and man, and finally returned to the half-smiling look, with a laughing but respectful tone.
Feifan said: "Then, Lord Hou, will he forget that the great hero Zhongnan Yanzhong was his greatest enemy during his lifetime?"
Zhong Xihou became even more interested in the words of His Highness the Crown Prince. Was Zhong Nanyan his greatest enemy during his lifetime? There were too many. Which one could Zhu Jiannan want to talk about? Zhong Xihou did not say anything, but gave Zhu a look with a look.
Isao continued,
His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of Jinling City, softly whispered three words: "Bai Xiaotian!"
Zhong Xihou lost all his smile and looked at Zhu Jiannan expressionlessly. What kind of drama was this?
"My adoptive father did discuss swordsmanship with Bai Xiaotian many times during his lifetime, so what about the way of being a martial artist and making friends?"
After Zhu Jiannan heard this, he paused for a few moments and laughed loudly. Is this the way for a martial artist to make friends?
"Oh, if so, if Bai Xiaotian had revealed Zhong Daxia's secret to the world, the secret that Zhong Daxia had guarded so hard would have greatly damaged the reputation of a certain deceased person, and ultimately made Zhong Daxia die of mental and physical exhaustion. This is a friend.
What you did?"
For some reason, Zhong Xihou felt that what Zhu Jiannan said was somewhat familiar, and was about to ask Zhong Nanyan why he had kept the secret during his lifetime. When the words came to his mouth, his eyes were empty, and he forgot what he wanted to ask!
Although this feeling is disgusting, why does it add a sense of familiarity?
Although Zhu Jiannan was not a first-rate warrior, his ability to observe words and emotions was better than most people. He did not understand how Zhong Xihou suddenly lost his mind and then became calm for a moment. He did not understand that Zhong Xihou knew this secret and was surprised.
Will he use this as a bargaining chip today, or does he, Zhong Xihou, have no idea that Bai Xiaotian betrayed Zhong Nanyan?
Zhu Jiannan listened to his thoughts and continued: "Does the Marquis remember the palace incident many years ago?"
Mentioning this, Zhong Xihou's eyes changed drastically, and he stared fiercely at Zhu Jiannan. Someone also noticed the change in Zhong Xihou's aura. He originally closed his eyes and rested on the big red pillar, but in an instant he opened his eyes and secretly activated his skills to
Be prepared for the unexpected.
But in the next moment, Zhong Xihou lost his murderous intention and looked up to the sky with a smile.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, do you know what is the most depressing thing in the world?"
Zhu Jiannan put away his fan, intending to hear it
detailed.
Then I heard Zhong Xihou continue to say calmly: "You know the affairs of the world and don't say too much."
Zhu Jiannan frowned, "You know the affairs of the world and you can't say too much?" The only way for people to learn a lot is to preach, teach, and solve doubts, and talk about everything they know. Why did Zhong Xihou say that he knew the affairs of the world and shouldn't say too much?
Zhong Xihou looked contemptuously and continued: "What's more interesting is to know what's going to happen in the future, cook tea and meat, and wait for the good show."
Zhu Jiannan's brows tightened. What was the implication behind Zhong Xihou's words?
"It seems that His Highness, the young junior brother Gu, will have to hire someone else to get rid of him."
After saying that, he stood up and went back to see the little red-haired lady, but he heard the person behind him also laughing up to the sky. After a series of hahaha, Zhu Jiannan said softly again, and he asked: "What if, Bai Xiaotian's children are called
Qin Yue'er, so what?"
Zhong Xihou was stunned on the spot, but when he heard Zhu Jiannan ask again, his voice rose and fell, he said, "What if Qin Yue'er also knows about the person Zhong Nanyan is protecting?"
The West City Lord slowly closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and said nothing.
Foster father, what should I do?
Zhu Jiannan was not prepared to let go of Zhong Xihou at all, and took advantage of the situation to continue: "As the lord of a city, the great hero Zhong Nan Yan Zhong actually abandoned the life and death of the people of the city and was willing to sacrifice the lives of three million people for the sake of peace.
The bet was risked by oneself, but what he did was just a trace of his own lust. If this matter were told to the world, wouldn't it be a joke? If this matter were told to the people of Xicheng, wouldn't it be chilling? "
Each word was like a sword, and the sword was carved into his heart. The air around Zhongxihou's body was whirling rapidly, but Zhu Jiannan did not see the scene he wanted. The scene where Zhongxihou was so angry that he wanted to stab himself to death with a sword and silence himself.
Thunder Niu had already tightened his grip on the iron chain, ready to fight with the Lord of the Nightless City at any time. However, he saw snow falling in the sky. It was May, and there was snow falling inexplicably in Jinling City. The air flow around Zhong Xihou dispersed, and he stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes.
.Only when I touched my fingers, the snowflakes were like sharp blades. They touched each other and cut my fingerprints. The wounds were as thin as hair.
Zhong Xihou looked at his fingers blankly, and saw that the sword energy was actually extremely strong. Then he looked up at the falling snow in the sky, and he couldn't help but smile. The falling snow in the sky was filled with extremely pure sword energy. Look at the falling snow again.
, the scene changes, like a rain of swords from the sky.
The lord of the West City, a swordsman of a generation, couldn't help laughing out loud.
After all, Zhong Xihou is a man who uses swords, and he can be regarded as half a swordsman. Together with his machinations, it is a headache. At this moment, he is even more curious about who he is, and he is born with strange things.
"There is such an incredible swordsmanship in the world!"
Zhu Jiannan couldn't help but let out a breath of white air and felt a chill. Looking at the snow falling in the sky, he couldn't help but smile. Although it was an unknown vision, the crown prince of Jinling City actually smiled like a child. He raised his hand.
Going to pick up the snowflake, they made a simple move. Zhong Xihou and Lei Niu had sharp eyes. Just as they were about to stop him, the snowflake had already fallen into Zhu Jiannan's palm.
But, it was just a snowflake, a snowflake without any abnormality.
The snowflake paused for a few seconds on Zhu Jiannan's pale palm. If he looked carefully, he could actually see the edges of the snowflake. Each edge was as beautiful as an arrowhead made by a famous craftsman. The snow melted with his body temperature and turned into a small puddle of snow.
Water slipped from the palm of my hand.
Zhu Jiannan laughed, he laughed, he also laughed like a child, tears unexpectedly fell from the corners of his eyes and cheeks, and he unconsciously uttered two words in his mouth: "Brother!"
"Brother Jiannan, I never thought that you still have such a swordsman genius in Jinling City who is unparalleled in the world."
Zhu Jiannan smiled bitterly, how could this be an auspicious sign? He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Zhong Xihou, bowed and saluted with a gentle voice, and said: "City Lord Zhong is laughing, is there a prodigy in the sword?"
But how can we know who this sword prodigy is?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Xihou's ears hurt, and Thunder Niu had the same reaction. The two of them heard a dragon roar, which was the low sound of a sharp sword. They both couldn't help but look to the south, that was the source of the sound. This
, it was exactly the same as the vision at the banquet, or even more intense.
Zhong Xihou covered his ears, feeling pain, pain.
No matter how hard it was to suppress, he roared to the sky.
But with a roar, the drifting snow disappeared. Similarly, Zhong Xihou's whole body turned into a goose-yellow sword aura as thick as smoke. Looking at the West City Lord again, his eyes were as green as coral, which was extremely terrifying.
Zhong Xihou drew out the Wuyu sword, looked at Zhu Jiannan, and roared in a low voice: "Listen to the rain sword, listen to the rain sword..."
Zhu Jiannan instinctively retreated and looked at the person in front of him. He was unfamiliar and scary, and indeed frightened. Thunder Niu untied the iron chain that was tied to his body, and his eyes were filled with anger, unreserved, and full of murderous intent.
Zhong Xihou grinned, sheathed his sword, and looked at the panicked His Highness the Crown Prince of Jinling. His blood redness receded, his black eyes were extremely bright, and his eyes were also contemptuous.
Turn around and leave, stepping into the wind and snow without saying a word.