【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

Yuan Zhongxin followed behind Ning Shu, without saying a word, with a gloomy face—a quarter of an hour ago, Ning Shu came to Lou Changsi and Yuan Zhongxin, and pointed out that Ning Qi wanted to see Yuan Zhongxin.

Before leaving, Lou Changsi held Yuan Zhongxin's hand worriedly: "Yici, no matter what Ning Qi says, don't believe it lightly, and you must not confront him right now, you understand?"

Yuan Zhongxin's eyes were extremely dark, he evoked a faint smile, nodded in agreement, and when he turned to leave, the smile on the corner of his mouth immediately shattered, replaced by a sharp knife-like danger between his brows and eyes.

Walking through a long stone road, it took Yuan Zhongxin and Ning Shu a stick of incense time. When they reached the end, there was a tall stone wall standing in front of them. The wall was rough and cold. There is a gap, from which a few wisps of coolness emerge from time to time.

Ning Shu took a deep look at the expressionless Yuan Zhongxin, walked to the lamp post on the right, reached out and turned the candlestick to the left for a circle, the crisp sound of metal collisions came from the stone wall, and it seemed that countless An iron chain was tightened and pulled, and the thick stone wall was slowly opened. The dazzling light from behind the wall rushed in. Ning Shu frowned uncomfortably, turned sideways, and looked at the quiet Yuan Zhongxin.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yuan Zhongxin looked like a palace made of countless huge stones. The stone pillars on both sides of the palace were inlaid with fire candles. But the hall was full of coldness and ruthlessness, and the dim lights and candles illuminated the shadows of swords and swords, which made people creepy——Yuan Zhongxin glanced at it slightly, and walked out without much reaction.

Ning Shu didn't follow up, Ning Qi pointed out that he saw Yuan Zhongxin alone, even though he was full of worries, he could only turn the candlestick back to its original state, the stone wall was closed again, Ning Shu passed through the gap, Watching Yuan Zhongxin's back disappearing from his field of vision little by little.

Yuan Zhongxin was silent in the center of the hall, and at a glance he saw a priceless sapphire desk chair in front of him. The sapphire desk chair was very conspicuous, but Yuan Zhongxin focused all his attention on the person in front of the chair. Ning Qi sat obliquely on the ground covered with tiger skin, supporting his body with one hand, his slender legs were put together casually, and the loose purple shirt slipped from his left shoulder, but Ning Qi didn't care, and fiddled with him carelessly. The white jade chessboard in front of him.

Without turning his eyes, Ning Qi picked up a sunspot and dropped it on the plate. Suddenly, Ning Qi spoke in a low voice: "Not long ago, I asked Chang Si why he believed so firmly in his My son can beat me, do you know how your father answered me?"

Yuan Zhongxin pursed his lips tightly, and there was a glint of fire in his deep and gloomy eyes.

Ning Qi glanced at Yuan Zhongxin contemptuously, with an arrogant expression: "Chang Si said, because you are his son, the Lou family, you will never give up easily." After speaking, Ning Qi seemed to have heard a big joke, His shoulders were shaking from laughing, and his expression suddenly became fierce: "The Lou family, what can you do! Your generals of the Lou family in the Song and Modern Dynasties have only produced two geniuses, one is your second uncle Lou Mo, who was subdued by me. Now, the other one is your father, Lou Changsi! What's going on with him now, he has been lying under me for 20 years, wishing to die, pinning his hopes on you?"

boom!

Ning Qi threw all the white pieces in the box to the ground with one palm, and the pearls and jade fell to the ground, making a crisp and unbreakable crackling sound.

Ning Qi stared at Yuan Zhongxin: "It's absolutely absurd!"

Yuan Zhongxin's eyes were scarlet, and from the moment Ning Qi uttered the first word, he felt a murderous intent, Yuan Zhongxin said in a hoarse voice: "Ning Qi, you don't deserve to love my father at all!"

No one can hurt anyone in the name of love, absolutely not!

Ning Qi keeps saying that he loves Lou Changsi, it's all bullshit, all these things he did are because of his despicable heart, selfishness and shamelessness to the extreme, but he still thinks that he is giving the other party that pitiful affection Not to mention now, Ning Qi is still proud of Lou Changsi's humiliation, intending to hurt Lou Changsi's most valued son!

Such Ning Qi is not worthy of a lover at all!

There was an inaudible crack in Ning Qi's stern expression, and he gritted his teeth: "I don't care, as long as Lou Changsi is alive, I will never let him leave my side, my heart, even if he Even if you don’t want to, you have to accept it!”

Facing Ning Qi's self-deceiving words, Yuan Zhongxin remained silent.

Seeing that Yuan Zhongxin had nothing to say, Ning Qi had a mocking arc on his lips: "Lou Yici, whether it is you now or in the future, you will only be defeated by me, Lou Changsi, and Those friends of yours who are far away in the Song Dynasty put all their hopes of victory on you - just this one move, they made a mistake."

Yuan Zhongxin looked directly at Ning Qi coldly: "Don't forget, I won the game three years ago."

For Mi Pavilion and Da Song, it was a dead end, but Yuan Zhongxin won.

Ning Qi couldn't help laughing: "Three years ago? Lou Yici, I told you because I felt sorry for you. I didn't take that incident three years ago to heart at all, because I never took you seriously. I just wanted to You die, but compared to the death with eyes closed, I will put you in pain that is worse than death—the torture of eternal life you have suffered makes me feel more happy!"

Yuan Zhongxin clenched his fists: "Wishful thinking!"

Ning Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled ferociously: "Is it wishful thinking? You know better than me—Yuan Zhongxin, you don't naively think that you can win the 80 elite Yin soldiers who are full of weaknesses. Court?"

"Chang Si must have told you all about how your brother and your compatriot died, how your mother died, and how the people who died in the secret pavilion died—after going through all kinds of things, Yuan Zhong Xin, what qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

Ning Qi called "Yuan Zhongxin", not "Lou Yici".

Lou Yici is the orphan of the Lou family, all alone, with no relatives or reasons, apart from Lou Changsi, he has nothing to lose.

But Yuan Zhongxin is different, Yuan Zhongxin has family, friends, and the only person he loves in this life, those people in Song Dynasty are all Yuan Zhongxin's life.

Ning Qi was reluctant to deal with Lou Changsi, so he aimed all his spearheads at Yuan Zhongxin's life.

Yuan Zhongxin's eyes were about to burst, he dodged forward, his five fingers curled up, his killing intent surged, his target went straight to Ning Qi's gate of life!

Ning Qi looked fierce, raised his hand to block Yuan Zhongxin's palm wind, raised his left hand, and slapped Yuan Zhongxin's confidant fiercely, the latter couldn't stand it, and was forced to take a few steps back, a trace of blood came from Yuan Zhongxin The corners of his mouth overflowed, but he didn't care about it at all. He pulled out a long sword on the weapon chain, exerted force under his feet, and jumped up. His figure burst towards Ning Qi. With a wave, the sword pointed directly at Ning Qi's eyebrows.

Ding!

Yuan Zhongxin's tiger's mouth was numb, the stone bricks under his feet were shattered, and a domineering and fierce sword energy hit his heart. Yuan Zhongxin only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat. He was powerless to suppress it, and the blood sprayed on the cold stone. On the surface, Yuan Zhongxin knelt on one knee, his right hand holding the sword trembled faintly, and his left hand supported himself on the stone surface with difficulty to prevent himself from falling down.

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a cold light, the forehead was cold, Yuan Zhongxin raised his eyes, and saw a young man with a black mask pointing at him with a sword, his eyes were cold and disdainful, but his eyebrows made Yuan Zhongxin inexplicable Feel somewhat familiar.

Yuan Zhongxin endured the throbbing pain in his chest and abdomen, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ning...book?"

No, it's not Ning Shu, Ning Shu has never had such a big killing intent towards him. If the young man in front of him had Ning Qi's consent, he might already be decapitated.

Ning Qi slowly stood up from the tiger skin, put on the purple dress elegantly, and said in a tone full of contempt: "I thought you had the momentum just now, more than enough to hurt me, but who knows, you can't even beat Ning Qi. "

Yuan Zhongxin was stunned: "Ning Qi?"

Ning Qi looked down at the stunned Yuan Zhongxin from a high position: "Do you feel that this person is somewhat familiar?" He smiled viciously, "He is someone's twin brother, Ning Qi."

Yuan Zhongxin froze in place as if hearing thunder, Ning Shu never told him that he had a twin brother.

Looking at Ning Qi's indifferent and penetrating eyes, Yuan Zhongxin's mind shook inexplicably, as if he had sensed something, but the feeling was only for a moment, and when Yuan Zhongxin came back to his senses and wanted to catch and think carefully, he noticed again. There is nothing wrong with it.

It was as if the answer was right in front of him, but Yuan Zhongxin unconsciously missed it.

Ning Qi flipped his loose sleeve casually: "Ning Qi, treat him well."

Ning Qi flipped his wrist, and the blade of the sword crossed Yuan Zhongxin's neck.

Ning Qi said "be careful, don't play to death", turned around and left.

Yuan Zhongxin was furious, and wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Ning Qi, who raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and his voice was calm, but his tone was full of provocation: "Yuan Zhongxin, long time no see."

Suspicion flashed across Yuan Zhongxin's eyes: "Have we met?"

Ning Qirao looked at Yuan Zhongxin with a look of astonishment with interest: "When I was in Wumu Village, I saw you from a distance. If Ning Shu hadn't stopped me, I would have gone to say hello to you."

Yuan Zhongxin didn't say a word, a subtle struggle flashed in his eyes. When he looked at Ning Qi, he was very clear about his hostile position with Ning Qi, but for some reason, Yuan Zhongxin couldn't see the other party as It's the enemy, just like now, Yuan Zhongxin can calmly listen to the other party's chat-like conversation.

Ning Qi didn't overlook Yuan Zhongxin's tangled look, he chuckled, his voice was calm, but what he said made Yuan Zhongxin's eyes instantly red: "Yuan Zhongxin, do you know that you are facing Who is it, don't forget, three years ago, Lin Yao was asked to disturb your secret pavilion, and I have a share of the credit."

The secret pavilion three years ago will always be a wound in Yuan Zhongxin's heart. Touching it will make him angry. Ning Qi's just a word provoked all the repressed anger in Yuan Zhongxin. He swung his right hand across and rushed up with the sword.

The corner of Ning Qi's mouth under the mask twitched into a malicious smile, with the sword lying across his chest, he leaned forward and jumped towards Yuan Zhongxin.

Yuan Zhongxin attacked Ning Qi like crazy, every move was chaotic, angry and loud, he said unwillingly, "Why did you do this!"

Ning Qi dealt with Yuan Zhongxin's messy sword with ease: "Why?"

Yuan Zhongxin's eyes were red, like a wolf driven into a desperate situation, fierce and hopeless.

Ning Qi squinted his eyes, and the dangerous message flashed by. He sideways avoided Yuan Zhongxin's crazy cold sword. At the position of Yuan Zhongxin's heart, the sharp blade in his left hand cut Yuan Zhongxin's right arm mercilessly.

Yuan Zhongxin's offensive was broken in an instant, and the long sword fell to the ground. He held back his blood forcefully, trying to get out of Ning Qi's attack range, but his left wrist was firmly grasped by the opponent's palm, Yuan Zhongxin He was already extremely angry, but now he was injured by Ning Qi and Ning Qi's palm wind one after another, he already lost the strength to struggle.

Ning Qi's strength continued to tighten, he suddenly pushed Yuan Zhongxin against the stone wall, and grabbed the opponent's slender neck with his free hand, watching Yuan Zhongxin's gradually pale lips, and the corners of his eyes streaming out from the difficulty of breathing. Tears, Ning Qi's eyes flashed with complex emotions, he said calmly, "Why?"

Yuan Zhongxin was dying, and weak whimpers came from his throat.

Ning Qi's eyes were hazy, and the resentment and unwillingness that had been suppressed in his heart for many years broke out violently at this moment: "You actually have the face to ask me why!"

Yuan Zhongxin's mind began to become blurred, he couldn't even hear what Ning Qi was saying, and his eyes went black.

Before fainting, Yuan Zhongxin seemed to hear a humble whisper: "Obviously you don't want me, obviously it's you..."

In the northern Xinjiang garrison camp, Wang Kuan was studying the boundary map of Song and Xia left by Yuan Zhongxin in his tent, holding a pen in his hand, marking on a piece of clean paper. Suddenly, Wang Kuan's heart trembled uncontrollably. The pen tip that fell on the paper forgot to take it back, the ink smeared, stained the strong and powerful handwriting, and disturbed Wang Kuan's thoughts.

After Yuan Zhongxin left, Wang Kuan, who had always been calm and self-sufficient, lost his feet for the first time. He bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up and forced himself to calm down, but his eyes were on fire, and he wanted to burn everything:

"Yuan Zhongxin, you must not have any accidents again, absolutely not!"