A Tale of Two Phoenixes

I am not tolerant.

Qi Chuyu lowered her head, and couldn't tell whether she felt lost or relaxed at the moment, or both.

On that day, she hurriedly glanced outside the White Horse Temple.

After the boy entered the house, he found a Jindan dumpling and sat down facing the sea. His appearance is very similar to that of tolerance. Whether it is the picturesque eyebrows or the beautiful outline, it is almost the same as tolerance. If you look at it from a distance and add the influence of light, it is really easy to mistake him. Operation is tolerant.

Alas, he is not.

He only had one glance at it, and Chu Yu saw the difference between him and Rong Zhi.

It ’s not a slight difference in appearance. Even if the boy is face to face with tolerance and tolerance, Chu Yu can recognize the separation of them without hesitation—that is a fundamentally different difference in temperament. .

Tolerance is calm, and tolerance is quiet. Even though his heart is full of fierce killings, he always looks so elegant and gentle; but this person is different, his eyebrows are not as convergent as tolerance, he Without concealing his indifference, his whole body is full of noble imposing manner.

However, these are only minor. Chu Yu can distinguish them at a glance, but from another aspect.

Even when the body is weakest, tolerance still gives her a strong feeling. That kind of power is usually not revealed. Only when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, some clues occasionally emerge. He is an irreversible mountain. He is The ocean that never dries ... But the young man in front of him, even though he looks dignified in appearance, but in the deliberately displayed strength, he is always accompanied by the fragile ice blade that is generally easy to break.

少年 This boy ... is not strong enough, or in other words, his strength is not strong enough.

纵 Even though he was surrounded by strong force protection on his side, these were only incidental to the outside.

少年 The boy was born very similar to tolerance. There may be a great relationship between them, but no matter what, he is not tolerance. This realization first made Chu Yu greatly relieved.

Now she also understands what Guan Canghai said. Is this young man tolerant? Only let her use her eyes to confirm that others say nothing, and he asked them to stand behind him as a servant. It's not all for fun, but to give them a good perspective. If you only let them look away, it is easy to confuse the two because of their similar appearance.

Feeling relaxed, Chu Yu began to have time to think about the identity of the other person. Judging from the configuration of the other person, his person should be a high weight, and the protection around him is extremely tight, which shows that his status may put him in a very serious position. In a dangerous situation, guard against attacks and assassinations.

Dignified status, coupled with the dangerous situation, and reminiscent of the emperor's substitution last year, Chu Yu can vaguely smell some hidden tastes. Although it is not yet sure what this boy is, he is inseparable from the Northern Wei regime. Yes, and even, it has something to do with the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Wanting to understand this verse, Chu Yu glanced at the side of Hua Cuo again, feeling helpless at first glance, at this time Hua Cuo had a terrible expression that seemed to swallow the teenager with one eye, his eyes were staring closely. If you don't let it go, it seems like you want to peel off the skin of the teenager.

Hua Cuo ’s face seemed to understand the words “I am not an ordinary person”, and the young man was still calm. Despite being stared at Hua Cuo so much, he still looked like a person who was okay. Quan Dang Hua Cuo did not exist. Just ask some questions about the view of the sea.

Chu Yu originally wanted to listen carefully to what the teenager was asking about watching the sea, but she gave up after listening to a few words. The two talked too much, and said nothing on the bright side. They kept playing metaphors. .

What kind of birds in the sky, horses on the ground, mountains and rivers, spring flowers and autumn leaves, everything that can be used as a metaphor has come out of their mouths, that is, life and death are not mentioned.

Chu Yu could faintly hear that they were talking in secret. Those birds, horses, mountains, flowers, and leaves should not be pointed out, but she was not clear about the background of the conversation and could not deduce the truth one by one. The situation can only be followed by listening stupidly, listening to ten sentences and forgetting nine sentences, and finally giving up simply and not delving into it.

Anyway, it is impossible to run the view of the sea immediately. If she really wants to explore, just ask the view of the sea later.

The young man talked with Guan Canghai for about an hour and then left. When he reached the door, the boy stopped and turned around, glanced at the mistake with a deep and terrible look. The kind of deepness is different from the quietness of tolerance, which is full of arrogant and aggressive pride. Nothing in the world dismissive.

Why is it wrong to stand up to such a mischief, to face the eyes of a boy, and put on his face almost the same as tolerant, even if he knows that this person is not tolerant, he can't control it, and his head buzzes. Rush towards the boy.

Watching the sea moves faster than Huazuo. He picked up the fishing rod quickly, hit his backhand on Huacuo's face, and printed a sharp red mark in the center of Huacuo's face. This one is not heavy, only Letting the flower error slow down a bit, and rushing out regardless, he pulled out the sword hidden behind him and stabbed towards the boy.

功 This moment of work is enough for the teenager. He stepped out of the door, and the guards waiting at the door quickly surrounded him. At present, the two met the wrong flower, and the sound of the sword fighting broke through.

The remaining half of the guards also gathered quickly in the next moment, attacking the wrong from various directions and angles in a very methodical manner. Although these people's martial arts were not as brilliant as the wrong, they were rarely coordinated and fierce. He is not afraid of death, and traps flowers at the door. He can't move forward in one step, and can only watch the teenager walk to the carriage.

The young man didn't bother to spend wrong. He didn't even take a closer look at the fierce battle behind him. He seemed to be accustomed to such sudden attacks. He only took himself into the car, and left the other half of the guards to stay in place with him. .

Even though Chu was surrounded by so many people, Chu Yu looked away from the house, but could not help but create an illusion: the figure of the boy was so lonely.

I watched the boy get off the car all the time. The mistake at the door was the guards fighting. Seeing more and more blood on the floor, Chu Yu couldn't help lowering his head and whispering to the view of the sea: "You don't stop him Isn't it good to fight like this?

Detective Canghai smiled lazily and nodded: "What you said is that if I die in my house, I have to take the trouble to bury people, so I might as well separate them."

His voice didn't fall, and the fishing rod in his hand flashed out. Chu Yu only heard a series of almost crunching sounds ringing in the sound of the sword, and then a few people almost wrangled in the door quickly dispersed.

The boy's guard stepped back a few steps, forming an encirclement situation surrounded by flowers. They all had minor injuries. The blood was splattered on the shirt. The injuries on Huaco's body were heavier than them. Although his sword skills advanced, But this group of guards are not ordinary martial arts, all of them have first-class skills, even forced him to this situation.

Seeing clearly the wrong injury, Chu Yu's heart moved slightly, and the young man's armed configuration was further evaluated.

Detective Canghai said plainly, "It's wrong, you come back."

Bian Huacuo was dripping blood all over his body, his shirt was almost completely red, but the killing in his eyes was extremely bright, and his tone was unshakable and firm: "No."

Detective Canghai smiled coldly and said, "I'm not begging you, I'm ordering you. If you refuse to obey, you will simply die here today."

He had always been very peaceful and intimate in front of Chu Yu to watch the sea. At this moment, he finally showed the toughness and coldness in his bones. His mouth was still smiling, and people inside and outside felt a kind of almost breathless. Coming strong pressure.

This is an unparalleled power, which is different from the mental strength of tolerance, which is not inferior to tolerance, and the terrible strength on the other level.

Detective Canghai said without emotion: "If you have been so impulsive and afraid that you haven't seen him anymore, you don't know who died in it. Rather than letting you die for yourself, let me end your life here."

He spoke in a calm tone, as if he was just stating the facts, but he couldn't help shaking.

He can hear that watching the sea is not a joke, if he doesn't want to obey, I'm afraid he will be killed immediately by him.

At this time, the head that had been wrongly heated by the teenager gradually calmed down. The teenager was not really tolerated. He didn't need to care so much. Take a step back and say that even if he wanted to kill the teenager, he didn't have to. It is clear that the assassination method will be one or two.

I was in a loose mood, and the injuries on my body had an effect immediately, and the flowers fell into a coma before falling to the ground.

Xuanguan Canghai sent the young guard away lightly, and then asked someone to deal with the injury on Huacuo's body. It was only half an hour later.

Xi Chuyu and Guan Canghai were sitting in the gazebo by the garden, and there were snacks and wine in front of them. At this time, watching the sea returned to the normal appearance, but the impression of the talent was still in his mind. When Chu Yu spoke, he could not help but bring a careful feeling: "Watch the sea, can you tell me, what is the teenager who?"

Guan Canghai smiled slightly, took a glass of wine in his hand, but did not touch his lips, and it took me a while to say, "I have promised someone, I will not reveal their identity to anyone, so regardless of what you ask, I will not say of."

Wu Chuyu couldn't help but feel depressed: "Can't say anything?"

自然 "Natural." After a pause, Guan Canghai suddenly smiled mysteriously at Chu Yu, "But I can't say, but you may not be able to watch ... as long as you don't mind continuing to be my maid."

With a hint of mischief, that smile suddenly broke the powerful impression that Chu Yufang had just built in his mind, and couldn't help laughing out: "Of course I don't mind."

On the next visit of the young man, only Chu Yu was standing by the side of Guan Canghai. He had to spend time in bed because the injury was too serious. The young man was still a guessing game with the mountains and rivers of Guancanghai, but this time, the boy stood up after talking, but did not leave immediately. He raised his finger to Chuyu and asked Guancang: Eye-catching, can a prince give her to me? "

Unexpectedly, he was dragged onto himself without warning, and Chu Yu froze.