The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

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what what? ? ?

Marquis Sima Wei had question marks all over his face, and then he realized that the co-author was not angry at all for the fact that the Marquis of Jibei's mansion hadn't done anything serious in the past six years. Beside, Sima Weihou also couldn't laugh or cry.

"I swear, I don't have that impulse towards Master Hou."

"Then what did he do to you?"

"What I like is Ying Jingwen... bah... what I like is Shen Qinghan, who is so powerful. Although the bachelor of this university is also handsome and handsome, he is far worse than his Qinghan children. Woolen cloth."

"Then what does Shen Qinghan look like? If I don't see it for myself, I won't believe it."

"If I had to use a poem to describe it, it would be that only peonies are truly beautiful, and they move the capital when they bloom." Marquis Sima Wei smiled after finishing speaking, and turned his head towards Mo Nanfeng who was lying on the roof. Looking around, the two people's eyes met, and the smile on Sima Weihou's face became even bigger, he said, "Is that right? Mr. Mo?"

Kao...

Mo Nanfeng's feet were slipping, and he was playing with him along the way.

Barely a carp jumped up from the roof and was about to run away. Who knew that as soon as he turned around, he heard the person behind him come out of the slope, and accompanied by a few 'rustling' sounds of weapons, it sounded like he was about to get close to him Mo Nanfeng had no choice but to turn around and cut off the leaf that Han Li had knocked out with his sword.

After knocking out the hidden weapon, he turned around and wanted to escape, and Sima Weihou's silver long sword was already resting on his neck.

Mo Nan stopped at a risk, but luckily he didn't put his neck on someone's sword for an intimate touch.

Han Li said, "This kid is the young master of Mobei Lin'an? The one who likes Shen Qinghan?"

Sima Weihou laughed and said, "That's right, I was in Youzhou some time ago, and it made Lord Hou jealous, and I tossed Shen Qinghan for several days before I calmed down."

Mo Nanfeng frowned, held the long sword in his hand, and was furious but didn't know what he could say.

Han Li said, "Yo, it's really amazing to provoke our Lord Hou to survive, that's amazing."

Sima Weihou said, "Shen Qinghan knelt down and begged for mercy. Lord Hou can't see the person he likes shed tears the most. If his heart softens, why don't you just let him go?"

The two of them sang together, and every word they said was like slapping Mo Nanfeng, one after another, it hurt people's faces

Han Li said again, "But my Lord Hou is always cruel and ruthless, Shen Qinghan is such a good baby, he won't be as rude as those before the tossing."

Sima Weihou said, "Hey, although I'm close to Lord Hou, it's a private boudoir matter after all, he won't go into details with me."

Mo Nanfeng's face turned red, he raised his sword, and in a blink of an eye, he bypassed the sword raised by Sima Weihou. After he cursed, "shameless", a blue sword went straight out play.

The force was so great that the tiled roof that Han Li stepped on before he jumped away was shattered. Sima Weihou was also swayed back twice by the strong wind, but he raised his sword , is also able to block this angry sword energy with ease.

Han Li hid on another roof and watched. When he saw that Mo Nanfeng was really murderous, as soon as he made a move, a green leaf appeared between his index finger and middle finger.

Marquis Sima Wei stretched out his hand to stop him, "No need, my lord can meet him with one hand."

Han Li thought about it, no matter how awesome this Mo Nanfeng is, he is just a brat, what kind of waves can he make? If Marquis Sima Wei can't even deal with this kid, then don't stay in Hebei and lose Ying Siyin Face, as soon as possible to go back to his hometown, weaving and plowing is the only way out, so he put his hands down, and then completely became a bystander.

Mo Nanfeng gritted his teeth, raised the sword in front of him, raised his hand to infuse a burst of true energy, mobilized the sword intent in his whole body, and was about to fight to the death with the person in front of him.

Fortunately, Marquis Sima Wei's attack is not as powerful and vicious as Ying Siyin's. It's not a trick to kill someone. He said it was one hand, but he really only used one hand. The right hand raised the sword, and the left hand held the sword behind him. There was no intention of hurting others. Compared with Mo Nanfeng's aggressiveness, Sima Weihou seemed a little more relaxed.

If he could hide, he would dodge, if he couldn't, he would raise his hand to block, he would jump up and down on the roof in a circle, his two sets of sleeves would be entangled and flying, his body was nimble and his moves were graceful, and Han Li was even able to stand aside It was a bit pleasing to the eye.

Gu Zexiao didn't know when the child heard the sound, and when he sat next to Han Li, he asked involuntarily, "Why are you fighting again?"

Han Li just glanced sideways at Gu Ze and smiled, then said with a light smile, "You think this is a fight?"

Gu Ze smiled and shrugged his shoulders, "I didn't feel it just now, but now I'm really fighting."

Han Li turned his head, and found that Mo Nanfeng's aggressive attack didn't seem to be exhausted. On the contrary, it became more and more menacing. Marquis Sima Wei was not as relaxed as before, and it was obvious that he had received a few strikes After a bit of difficulty, he took several steps back before narrowly dodging the two sword qi.

Han Li frowned, then stood up, "Marquis Wei, don't waste your energy, tie up this kid, and wait for Master Hou to come here in a few days before we can deal with him."

Sima Weihou smiled, turned around and dodged a burst of piercing sword energy, he said to Mo Nanfeng, "It seems that the rising star is really underestimated, Mr. Mo has a promising future, and his future is limitless."

Mo Nanfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking nonsense, where is Shen Qinghan?"

Han Li said, "Yo, you're still looking for Shen Qinghan, you're here to save that friend you lost this morning?"

Mo Nanfeng forced Sima Weihou back again and again. The two couldn't hit each other, and couldn't shake off each other. It seemed that they were fighting whose stamina was longer, and then exhausted one's strength. .

Gu Zexiao knew that Sima Weihou's martial arts were not low, but he never expected that Mo Nanfeng also had two brushes. It was clear that he saw Ying Siyin making a move in the Jibeihou's mansion that day, so Xiao took down this boy with one move. , At that time, he still thought that Mo Nanfeng was just a paper tiger, and his reputation as the number one in the younger generation was all blown out.

Today I really saw it, and then I realized that this number one is also a real reputation without water.

Knowing that Marquis Sima Wei is also stubborn, at such a time when everyone rushes to help, it seems like they are looking down on him. After all, Gu Zexiao is looking after his own family. He clearly cannot help Marquis Sima Wei, but secretly divides Mo Nanfeng's heart always can.

So he stood up with his Jing Tianlei on his back, put his hands on his hips and shouted, "Mo Nanfeng, everyone is here to save Shen Qinghan. Now that they haven't been found, why bother to start fighting with each other? You too You see, brother Sima didn't kill you, everyone exchanged ideas and learned from each other, it's all about thinking, why bother to win or lose?"

Mo Nanfeng caught up with two steps, "It's fine if you want me to stop, but you hand over Mu Feiyun first."

Han Li followed, "Mr. Mo, we did this because Mobei has always been respectful to Lord Hou, so we didn't bully you three-on-one. If we really want to talk about conditions, do you think you are qualified to talk to us?"

He admitted Mo Nanfeng's strength in his heart, but he refused to admit defeat in his mouth and hands. The two were of equal strength, and Sima Weihou's swordsmanship was softer. His hands were more ornamental than practical. It seemed to be dancing, and Mo Nanfeng's swordsmanship actually had a bit of Ying Siyin's meaning.

No sloppy, no superfluous movements, only one target from beginning to end, no dodging or avoiding, fighting to the death, not giving the opponent any chance to breathe.

Even if Mo Nanfeng wanted to practice to Ying Siyin's current level, it would still be a relatively long way to go, but for a young man in his early twenties, this skill is enough to stand at the top of the list.

Marquis Sima Wei blocked it with his last sword, shaking off Mo Nanfeng who was chasing after him. The child stepped back a few steps and then raised his sword to stab him. Unexpectedly, Marquis Sima Wei's bland words struck him immediately. on the spot.

Sima Weihou said roundly, "It's almost done. My lord didn't want to hurt you. I told you so many things in the room just now. I followed your mind to the ends of the earth. Can't you understand?"

Mo Nanfeng didn't dare to relax, but he didn't rush forward. The people in northern Ji said that they would save face if they didn't come up to besiege him. Although Marquis Sima Wei couldn't kill him, he couldn't kill Sima either. Marquis Wei, the two of them are entangled except for entanglement, not to mention that Marquis Sima Wei was always better than himself when he practiced martial arts. If he really worked hard and survived to the end, he might be the one who suffered the loss.

Thinking of this, Mo Nanfeng put away the long sword in his hand.

There were Gu Zexiao and Han Li by his side, no matter how he looked at himself, he was at a disadvantage. Mu Feiyun's 'fool' sounded like it really made Mo Nanfeng a bit more rational, he stopped and said.

"You've said so much nonsense, what exactly do you want me to understand?"

Marquis Sima Wei shook his head in despair, "I kind of know why you haven't been able to catch up with Shen Qinghan in ten years."

Sure enough, Ying Siyin's methods were simple and rude, and he was able to hug a beautiful woman back that night, which is wonderful, wonderful.

Gu Ze smiled and said, "Mo Nanfeng, don't you know that Shen Qinghan was injured and is now missing?"

"What?" Mo Nanfeng turned his head abruptly, his feet slipped and almost fell, he said anxiously, "Hasn't Qinghan been with Ying Siyin all the time? How can you not look at him with so many people? How did you get hurt?" ? How is the whereabouts unknown?"

Gu Ze smiled and pouted his lips. Seeing Sima Weihou nodding at him, he didn't hide anything, and opened his mouth and said, "It was planned by Ying Jingwen when we entered the palace. At the same time, poisonous smoke was released and assassins were sent. I don’t know exactly what kind of injury Shen Qinghan suffered. In short, the ten fingernails must be gone, and when we found out, the bed was full of blood, right? He didn't know, the injury must have been serious. On the way to escape, he rolled down the rapids along the underground river in the palace. Now, no one is alive, no dead body is seen. We have traveled thousands of miles just to run Those who come to the lower reaches of the lower reaches come to catch people."

Mo Nanfeng hurriedly looked at Sima Weihou in panic.

Sima Weihou waved his hand and said, "He's right. I didn't kill you because I was afraid that if Shen Qinghan didn't die, he would cry and make noise after he found it. My Lord Hou had a headache because he was so noisy. After all, Lord Hou agreed If you do, he will save your life."

This is really a perfect excuse, and I have found an excellent step down for myself.

Marquis Sima Wei began to lament his witty IQ.

The author has something to say: No, no, no, no, no manuscript.

I was about to get naked and shivered.