Lanling covered the moon

"Gao Changgong!"

Xiao Zimo was standing in front of the Yongyan Palace looking up at the sky, when suddenly she heard someone calling her from behind.Looking back, it was Yu Wenyong.

Why. . . . . .Zimo sighed and turned back to continue looking at the sky. The sky in Chang'an was blue, but the carrier pigeon she had been waiting for flew out for two days and still didn't come back. Not only did Yecheng's marriage to Yu Wenhu mention it, but there was no news. What is even more troublesome is that Master Yuwen Yong has been fighting with her every day since he was thrown out of Yongyan Palace by her that night.

"Take the sword!"

Zimo stretched out his hand to hook, and caught a sword thrown to her by Yu Wenyong.

"I don't believe it. The martial arts that my master taught me will be defeated by you in a row. I have solved the trick you made yesterday, and I will compare it again today!" Mr. Yuwen danced the sword flower, like a broken bamboo. , stabbed at Zimo.

Xiao Zimo didn't move, the sword edge brushed past her cheek and settled at a short distance away.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Yu Wenyong held the sword and looked at Xiao Zimo's expression.

"Competition is also white. Mr. Yuwen is very skilled in martial arts, but he is in the deep palace, and he has never fought with his life before. The moves are exquisite and fancy, but they are not murderous. You just fight me for dozens of times. The same result." Xiao Zimo turned his head and said lightly.

"You...!" Yu Wenyong's face changed suddenly, he had never been looked down upon so much.Although he is not the eldest son and grandson of the Yuwen family, his father Yu Wentai praised him since he was a child, "he who will become my ambition must be here."When had he ever been so slighted?

"Gao Changgong, do you think I'm not worthy to be your opponent?" Yu Wenyong's eyes were sullen, but he was not convinced!

Xiao Zimo turned his head and saw Yu Wenyong trembling with anger as he grasped the sword, and remembered how he must fight for a long time in the outskirts of Yecheng because of a windmill, and said: "Your martial arts are not weak, but after all, you are a god. Huang Guizhou, even if there is a big inner guard to accompany you in a fight, you will not dare to be serious, how can you win me if you are not ready to kill?"

"Well, Gao Changgong, you are two years older than me and started to teach me in this tone. I am a child of the royal family and have never been to a battlefield. I am a canary in a deep palace cage. How about you? Are you not Proudly holding the posture of King Lanling, looking down at the world? I heard that you are also the king who was recently crowned, so you said it as if you have been on the battlefield? If you say murderous intent, then I ask you, how do you deal with a king? Is it just that people who have exchanged skills with each other have murderous intentions?"

"Lord Yuwen said it well, so you and I didn't meet on the battlefield, so why do you have to fight with me all day with a sword? Sir Yuwen, please sit down, it's better to drink tea together than swords and swords." Xiao Zimo sat down Beside the stone table in front of the hall, he dusted the stone stool with his long sleeves and invited Yu Wenyong to sit down too.Yu Wenyong stared angrily, slapped the sword in its sheath on the stone table, and snorted coldly.

"It was a bit embarrassing to meet in Yongyan Palace that day. Chang Gong was rude that day, Lord Yuwen was a little concerned, and wanted to beat me every day to vent his anger, so I understood." Zimo poured a cup of tea for Yu Wenyong , mentioned what happened that night, Yu Wenyong was holding the teacup, watching the tea leaves flying in the water, he couldn't help but have some strange pictures in his mind, his face was reddened with annoyance, he put down the teacup and said: " That time was that time, a martial arts competition is a martial arts competition! One after another, I'm not as petty as you say!"

"Okay, it's Chang Gong who said something wrong again, and I'm apologizing to Lord Yuwen with tea instead of wine." Zimo respected Yu Wenyong with a cup of clear tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"This... there is no need to make amends. But if you want me to ignore the past, then you can tell me the secret of why you are so powerful!" Yu Wenyong raised his eyebrows with great interest, "I am really interested in your skills I think I have been learning art from a teacher since I was a child, and I have never neglected it. I am diligent and diligent every day when I hear the chicken dance, but I don’t believe that those masters in the palace will compete with me seriously, so I went to Yecheng to find someone to practice my skills. , I found you and your younger brother as soon as I searched. I can't figure it out, why even though I have worshiped the most powerful master in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, I still lose every time when I fight against you, can you enlighten me?"

"Master leads the door to practice on one's own." Zi Moyun was calm and breezy. She was very anxious just now counting the birds flying past in the sky, but now she is not so boring with Master Yuwen. Tea, a rare leisure time.

"Gao Changgong! You beat around the bush and said I'm incompetent!" Yu Wenyong was young and energetic, and felt that the yin and yang of Lanling King was teasing him again.

"Lord Yuwen, remember that day when I competed with you in the bamboo forest by the river in Yecheng, how many moves did you and I have to stop?" Zimo asked.

"There are dozens of moves, and I'm not boasting. My martial arts moves are obviously more subtle than yours. You were always at a disadvantage before." Yu Wenyong replied.

"Yes, this is indeed the case. If you lose to me, you lose at the last move."

"Yes, yes, your strange move to restrain me is really hard to guard against, and your shot is so precise and ruthless that you have no power to fight back. It's a one-shot decision. Dare I ask what the trick is? ?”

"Murderous intent." Zi Mo replied.

"What?" Yu Wenyong frowned.

"You had the upper hand with the previous dozens of moves, but you never thought of taking my life but wanting to subdue me, because you were fighting with me, and I, taking advantage of your unpreparedness, knew the last thing that killed you. Good timing, this is murderous opportunity, you say, how can you be undefeated?"

. . . . . .Yu Wenyong was taken aback for a moment, but was speechless by Xiao Zimo's words.

"Then I dare to ask, how can I have such insight into the murderous intent and win with one move?" After a long time, Yu Wenyong asked.

"The current Lord Yuwen is not suitable for such a method." Zi Mo said.

"Why?" Sure enough, Yu Wenyong approached with a puzzled face.

"Lord Yuwen has no intention of killing." Zimo replied.

"This...how can we meet by chance?"

"Yes, this is also the difference between me and you, my lord. Learning how to kill and actually killing is a world of difference."

"How many people have you killed? It's as if you came out of a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire." Yu Wenyong disdainful, this Gao Changgong is also the fourth son of Emperor Wenxiang Gao Cheng, look at his delicate skin and tender flesh, doesn't he just stay in the prince's mansion every day Enjoy?

"I don't remember, if I don't kill people, I will be killed. How can I count these things? At the beginning, I couldn't control it. It was all my instinct to protect myself. When I dreamed back at midnight, I felt that my hands were covered in blood, and there were wandering spirits beside my bed. After floating around, I gradually understood how to use the sword with killing intent but no longer take people's lives hastily." How old was Xiao Zimo at that time?She was woken up by the nightmare, and Cui Niang ran into the tent, hugged her and coaxed her, saying that those were all damned.But in fact, when the two armies are facing each other, there is no one who deserves to die. There are only people who are not strong enough on the battlefield. If you are strong enough, a single threat can already frighten the opponent, so why must you kill him off the horse?The highest state of killing people and conquering land is to surrender without fighting.

"Are you the leader of the army? Why have I never heard of it?" Yu Wenyong asked.

Xiao Zimo just smiled when he heard that, the leader of the army would not have the fear of being crushed into pieces at any time like an ant. The hopelessness and determination before.Only such pawns can best know how to find every opportunity to survive and destroy the opponent.

"I'm nothing. If I could, I would also like to learn martial arts like Lord Yuwen, just to strengthen my body and improve my skills. I wish my lord would never have that kind of killing intent with the blade in your hand. This would be a boundless merit." Zimo picked up the teapot and filled Yu Wenyong's teacup.

Yu Wenyong was drinking tea, but looked at Xiao Zimo suspiciously.This person is only a little older than him, so he speaks in a mystical way, like Master Fo Tucheng, talking endlessly, really angry!

"I, I think you are just a natural talent. You are just a natural martial arts prodigy. If you get cheap, you will act like a good boy. If you want to say that I am not as good as you, just be more direct. Why go around in circles like this." Yu Wen Yong was unhappy, he felt that this person was different from others, no matter when he was fighting for the windmill for his idiot brother, or talking with him now, helping his opponent figure out the reason for his defeat.

. . . . . .Maybe the King of Lanling didn't regard him as any rival, so he told him all about the city?

Thinking of this, Yu Wenyong became even more displeased.

"Lord Sikong." A servant came over to pass the news to Yu Wenyong.

"What's the matter?" Yu Wenyong asked.

"This..." The subordinate hesitantly glanced at Xiao Zimo next to him, and hesitated to speak.

"After all, His Royal Highness Lanling is my distinguished guest from the Northern Zhou Dynasty, so there is no need to hide it." Yu Wenyong said.

"Yes! Sir Sikong, this morning Turkic Mugan Khan suddenly led hundreds of people to visit our country of Zhou. Now Zai Otsuka and a group of ministers have already greeted him outside the palace."

"Turkic Khan?" Yu Wenyong was also very surprised, looked at Zi Mo beside him, cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness Lan Ling, I have to leave first, thank you for the good tea."

"Master Yuwen, please do what you want, and don't send it away." Zimo also replied.

Watching Yu Wenyong and his men leave in a hurry, Xiao Zimo had a bad feeling in his heart.

Although the Turks had a close relationship with the Northern Zhou Dynasty, it was rare for the Great Khan to visit Chang'an in person like now, and the timing was really coincidental, just when the Qi and Zhou kingdoms were planning to make a treaty with each other. . . . . .There must be something strange about this.

"Car guard!"

"Yes, what is your order?"

"Before sunset today, you must escort those civil servants and envoys out of the Weiyang Palace, select a few capable soldiers to stay in the palace, and the rest of the soldiers will also go out of the palace in batches. If anyone asks, they will say that I ordered them I went out of the palace to buy some local products in Chang'an City and wanted to bring them back to Ye City."

"My lord, is the situation a little critical now? If so, you should leave the palace as soon as possible!" Che Yan said.

"Guard Che, the peace agreement has not been settled yet, how can I leave now? You don't have to worry, just do what I say."

"Yes! This subordinate obeys the order." Che Yan followed the order and went down.

Xiao Zimo looked at the sky above Weiyang Palace, and was very glad that he left Zheng Er in Jinyang and did not bring her to this dangerous place.