golden bottle

In the next few days, apart from the routine inspection of the body and inquiries, Wan Guchangkong took a jug of wine to Shi Nuhua's room as soon as it was free, and drank silently until late at night.

Once the high priest opened the door and was surprised that Wanguchangkong was still in the room, his eyes were bloodshot after several days of restless investigation, but they were still shining brightly.

The high priest saluted and asked him why he didn't go to rest. Wan Guchangkong's eyes looked sharp and menacing under the moonlight. He stood up slowly, picked up the wine jar and planned to go out, but stopped when he passed the high priest.

"Did the saint really get stabbed to death?"

The high priest saluted somewhat humbly, "Indeed."

Wan Gu Changkong left the room without saying a word.

The sun-blind people had to prepare for Qianye Legend's entry into the palace, and the time was very tight. Qianye Legend didn't rest for several days. When he came out of the high priest's room at night, he was reminded again. The moment the door was closed, I felt a strong wind blowing from my back, my eyes were stern, and the sword behind my back was unsheathed. The two of them had gone through several moves in the dark, and the person who came didn't make any noise, the breathing was not disturbed, and the sword was sharp. One of the best.

Qianye Chuanqi raised the corner of his mouth, and abruptly withdrew his move, holding his saber behind him, not dodging or dodging, letting the sword point directly at his face, the hair on his temples by his ear was blown by the strong wind, and a little sword light suddenly retreated in front of his eyes, stop in front of you.

"Why don't you hide?" the person came, his voice hoarse, depressed and deep.

"Why do you want to hide?" Qianye Legend raised his eyebrows, "It's you, the deputy commander of Eternal Sky, who is in my room at this time, what is your intention?"

The candles in the room were dimly lit, Qianye Legend sat down on his own, poured a cup of tea and drank it, turned over another cup and poured tea, handed it to the person standing upright, Wan Gu Changkong stared at him After a while, he lowered his eyes and took it.

Legend of Qianye put down his sword, untied the complicated headdress, shook his head a few times, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the eternal sky with a pair of black smart eyes, "Now you can talk, what do you want from me?"

Wan Gu Changkong was still standing by the curtain, his face was uncertain under the faint candlelight, "Your sister is dead, why do you not look sad at all."

Qianye Legend smiled, "I'm sad, I'm hurting my heart, so why show it to everyone?"

"...You told me that you rushed into the room after the saint was assassinated. There were two assassins. One jumped out of the window and walked away. The other saw you enter and fought with you. You were injured by him, and the saint was already stabbed , I was stabbed again to save you, and the second wound is here." Wan Gu Changkong stretched out his hand and stroked his heart, "It was hit with one hit, inserted into the center, and the saint was killed on the spot."

"Yes." Chiba Legend looked down at the teacup in his hand, and said slowly, "Why, does the deputy commander want me to repeat it again?"

Wan Gu Changkong stared at him, as if he was holding back something, and said every word, "I just want to know the reason for your lying."

"I lied?" Qianye Chuanqi stood up and walked in front of Wanguchangkong. Qianye Legend was still a boy, only reaching Wanguchangkong's chest, and raised his head to look at him, "Why should I lie? The person who died is my sister, you Rather, tell me, where can you tell that I am lying."

"The most deadly wound of the saint is on the heart. You told me that the two assassins used daggers, but the two wounds on the saint are different. The edge of the sword on the heart is sharper. The sword is drawn out quickly after being pierced, and the blade is not stained with blood."

"That's really a good sword." Legend of Qianye's meaning is unclear.

Wan Gu Changkong was silent, and looked up at him, "You should understand what I want to say."

Qianye Legend stroked his long hair, his eyes were as cold as autumn water, and suddenly said, "Sky, let me ask you, do you like my sister?"

Wan Gu Changkong was taken aback for a moment, suddenly he didn't know what to say.Seeing this, Legend of Qianye just raised his eyebrows and sighed, "I knew you had feelings for the saint..."

"The point is not here!" Wan Guchangkong stretched out his hand to grab his shoulder, but suddenly felt a strange smell from his nose, suddenly dizzy, and staggered under his feet. Qianye Legend stretched out his hand to support him, and said with some concern, "What's wrong? No Comfortable?"

Raising his hand to support his forehead, Wan Gu Changkong felt dozens of big clocks clanging in his head, which made him dizzy and dizzy, and there was a fog in front of his eyes. He tried to open his eyes but only saw blurred figures shaking, and someone whispered in his ear. Thinking of the eternal sky, are you in love with Shi Nuhua, are you in love with the saint of the sun-blind tribe, your thinking is chaotic, you can't control your thoughts, you have to firmly grasp the arm of the visitor and fall forward.

The face of the person in the arms is blurred, the body is warm, the wrists are slightly cold, the skin where the tentacles are touched is smooth, and the nostrils are fragrant, with bursts of youthful fragrance.Trying to open his eyes, he found that the person in his arms was Shi Nuhua, and suddenly it was Chiba Legend's face again, the pair of dark and bright eyes when they first met.Shaking his head and trying to wake himself up, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a flame burning rapidly in the deepest part of his body, which was uncontrollable.

Wan Gu Changkong tried hard to push him away, but his intuition told him that the situation was very dangerous now, the flames in his chest were burning hotter and hotter, so that the string called reason was already within reach. Grabbing his collar and pulling it down, he precisely found the position of his mouth, and quietly leaned forward.

A little spark bloomed, and then it was out of control, and the soft touch touched each other. The eternal sky saber fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and the long hair between the fingers was entwined, scattered like a spider web, tightly bound people, unable to escape.

In a trance, he heard someone whispering his name, Wan Gu Chang Kong, Wan Gu Chang Kong, Shi Nu Hua, and I are just a helpless pawn, forgive me for dragging you into this deadlock for selfishness.

Do you know that for the sake of the sun-blind people, I can give up anything.

Wan Gu Changkong's eyes were red, he pushed the person against the wall, his hands were hot, touching the cool skin, the trembling feeling spread all over his body, the excitement almost made the scalp tingle, his heart beat like a drum, his breathing was short, The lips rubbed together, warm and eager, and the jerky reaction of the person in his arms made Wan Gu Zhangkong uncontrollably grabbing his hair and pulling it back, forcing him to raise his head to kiss him, and with one hand, he pulled off the belt of his clothes, Chiba Legend only felt a chill, and then the whole person was crushed to the ground, his shoulders hit the table foot, and he felt a sharp pain, but he didn't bother to care about it. He tried to raise his hand to touch Wan Gu Changkong's face, but he was pulled down by a rough squeeze. on the side of the face.

Qianye Legend's eyes were covered, but in the darkness he remembered that when he met Wan Gu Changkong for the first time, the person who was staring at him blankly in the hot spring pool was pulled by his hair, and his eyes didn't know where to go The person who was posing, that idiot who just patted his head blankly in the face of all kinds of provocations and ridicules during the short time we got along.

That idiot who followed Shi Nuhua all the time.

When Wan Guchangkong woke up, Legend of Qianye was sitting at the table drinking tea, his face was pale and his hands were trembling. Seeing him propping up his body, he looked at him blankly, just put down the teacup, and said lightly, you have two One option is to expose me and let the entire sun-blind tribe be buried together, so that you can avenge the saint, but the sacrifice of the saint is in vain.The second is to keep it secret, pretend nothing happened, and when I enter the palace, the sun-blind people can also get the blessing of the beginning...

Qianye Legend hadn't finished speaking, a wisp of sword energy had already come from the sky, but it deflected abruptly, cutting off a strand of hair around his ear.

"You have no right to say that about your sister." Wan Guchangkong put on his clothes and got out of bed, reached out to pick up the saber on the ground, and the three-foot autumn water came out of its sheath, reflecting his bitter eyes, "The sacrifice she made for the sun-blind people, You'll never pay it back."

After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

Chiba Legend smiled, stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, his hand was unsteady, the teacup was overturned on the table, soaked a stain on the snow-white tablecloth, his shoulder was aching, he frowned and rubbed his shoulder, wanted to call sister, suddenly I want to cry a little bit, but I can't cry.

Three days later, Chiba Legend of the Japanese Blind Clan entered the palace, conferred the title of Zhaoyi, and gave him the residence of Tianqing Palace. The assassination of the saint girl of the Japanese Blind Clan was due to the dereliction of duty of the deputy commander, Wan Gu Changkong, and should have been severely punished. He was dealt with lightly, downgraded two grades in a row, fined for three months, and repented behind closed doors.

On the day Chiba Legend entered the palace, it rained lightly, and getting married in winter was a hassle. Although the royal ostentation was a must, everything should be kept simple.After entering the palace, he went to pay homage to Taijunzhi, but was told that Taijunzhi was unwell and did not want to see each other, so he ordered Jiang Nanyu to pass on some old sayings, and told him to step down after a few instructions.

After Chiba Legend left, Jiang Nanyu entered the room, looked at Taijunzhi who was wearing clothes and reading a book, and whispered that Zhaoyi had stepped back. Taijunzhi was stunned, smiled wryly, raised his pen and continued to annotate something, Jiangnan Yu watched from the sidelines, feeling a little unbearable, so he changed the subject and said that he had heard that His Highness Qiuying Shifeng had made a great contribution this time.

Taijunzhi didn't answer, but looked out of the window, and a gust of cold wind came, and he couldn't help wrapping his clothes tightly.

According to the etiquette system that night, Ye Shibingquan stayed in the Tianqing Palace. Legend of Qianye was still a boy, with slender hands and feet, and a snow-white face. In addition, he had black hair and black eyes, which were rarely seen in the early days. For a while, Ye Shibingquan had Hobby, I had only seen him in court before, a young man dressed in cold black with a somewhat haughty appearance, now lowering his brows and narrowing his eyes under Cheng Huan's body, he couldn't help being fascinated.

Qianye Legend was under him, thinking about the eternal sky in his mind, he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous, but his heart was as cold as a stone, he stretched out his arms to wrap Ye Shi Bingquan's neck, his eyelashes drooped quietly.