After the Destiny Child was reborn

After the sixth brother heard the good-bye, his eyes were full of pride, he lifted his clothes and stepped onto the martial stage, and stood behind Liang Tian impatiently.

Liang Jingzhan was just opposite Liang Tian, ​​and there was only one step between them.

Liang Jingzhan kept looking into Liang Tian's eyes, his eyes were as calm as water, but he could still see a bit of worry in them.

He didn't know if Liang Tian hadn't started planning for the crown prince in his heart at this time.

But seeing Liang Tian raised his hand, the palm was facing him, before he could exert his power, a strong wind was blowing up, and the leaves under his feet were blown up again.

There were still a few leaves left on the tree not far away, but all of them fell to the ground fragilely, leaving only one empty and bare trunk.

The Wu character flag planted in the corner also swished and fell forward and backward several times, and the attendants guarding the flag hurriedly supported it.

Seeing that Liang Tian had closed his eyes, Liang Jingzhan came towards him with a palm.

"puff……"

Liang Jingzhan was beaten to a distance of more than ten steps from the edge of the Wutai, and he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood on the ground. He was lying on his side on the ground, and the blood continued to hang down to the ground, staining several leaves red.

Liang Jingzhan wanted to raise his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips, but his hand went against his will and became extremely heavy, like a thick chain on his wrist, making it extremely difficult to move.

With twelve minutes of strength, Liang Jingzhan raised his hand and touched his lips tremblingly. Fortunately, he didn't feel any pain, and even if he was going to die, he wouldn't know in advance.

Liang Jingzhan forced himself not to make any sound, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Bai Shengxue's hand was stained with dazzling bright red.

He got up on his elbows, his movements were as slow as his old age, Liang Jingzhan gritted his teeth tightly.

The people in the audience also looked nervous, "His Royal Highness, don't have an accident!"

Someone frowned tightly, and couldn't help worrying about King Rong: "His Royal Highness, the heart energy has already been damaged at this time, even the body of the most yang can't bear the damage!"

"Third brother, you still don't admit defeat? I only used [-]% of my power just now. I see that I still have two palms. Don't die." disregard.

Liang Jingzhan didn't want to speak, he shook his dizzy head.

Fu Yanning sat upright on the high platform, with her head supported on one hand, and her sleeves slid down her arms, revealing a forearm as smooth as jade.

His other hand was hanging under his sleeve, and blood dripped down the palm of his hand one by one on the ground, splashing impartially on a purple aster embroidered on the clothes.

During this period, his eyes kept following Liang Jingzhan's actions closely, and there was still some invisible emotion dancing in his eyes.

Fu Yanning had just drank wine, and the mellow smell of alcohol lingered on his body. His drunken eyes were blurred, and everything he saw at the moment was fake, except for Liang Jingzhan, who was still standing upright like a pine tree on the Wutai.

As soon as Liang Tian's second palm came out, Liang Jingzhan flew to the edge of the Wutai with his whole body, this time he was still a few steps away from the edge of the Wutai.

He was lying on the ground, coughing constantly, and every time he coughed, blood spattered out and covered his face.

The concubines rolled their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, and the concubine Xian felt pain in her heart, and wanted to stop many times, but after seeing the interest in the saint's eyes, she didn't have the mood to say anything anymore.

He is still alive and has one last palm.

Liang Jingzhan turned over and put his hands on the ground, stood up slowly and laboriously, the blood in his mouth never stopped, he stumbled and walked forward for several steps, until he knocked his head on Liang Tian's shoulder.

"Are you still alive?" The person behind Liang Jingzhan pushed Liang Tian's body and asked.

Liang Tian lowered his head, and slowly reached out to touch Liang Jingzhan's neck, "He's still alive."

"Go on as long as you are alive!" He began to exert force in his hands again.

"Wait a minute, let him take it easy." Liang Tian raised his hand to stop, "There is only one last palm left, don't worry."

"Thank you fifth brother for your understanding." Liang Jingzhan closed his eyes and said vaguely, "I'm just too sleepy...Third brother should have a good sleep after this game is over."

After resting for a few moments, Liang Jingzhan raised his head again and stood opposite Liang Tian.

"Can the third brother hold on?" Liang Tian looked Liang Jingzhan's injuries up and down, every injury was shocking, and blood was dripping out.

Liang Jingzhan patted his chest, "Yes." The smile on the corner of his mouth hadn't fully burst yet, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, "Fifth brother, can you pass me a piece of handkerchief?"

Liang Tian didn't know what he was going to do, but he still took the veil from his bosom.

Liang Jingzhan took the handkerchief, and the long sleeves on his arms shrank slightly. Liang Tian looked down and saw something, his eyes were deep and thoughtful.

Liang Jingzhan thanked him, and carefully wiped his face and exposed neck, and the white veil turned into a red veil.

"Fifth brother, I'll go back and wash the handkerchief, and I'll send someone to deliver it some other day, okay?" Liang Jingzhan carefully folded the handkerchief and put it in his arms.

"Alright." Liang Tian was absent-minded, his eyes still resting on Liang Jingzhan's arm.

"Come on, the last palm." Liang Jingzhan stood still in front of Liang Tian, ​​closing his eyes to receive the palm that might kill him.

The sixth younger brother couldn't wait any longer, with luck between his two palms, he hit Liang Tian heavily behind him, Liang Tian raised his palm and hit Liang Jingzhan.

At this time, a cloud passed over the sun, covering the sun, and the sky became completely dark.

Liang Jingzhan was hit by this palm, and his whole body flew out in an arc.

When it landed, the fallen leaves were scattered, Liang Jingzhan's head dropped to the bottom of the martial platform, but his body remained on the martial platform.

The sixth younger brother urged Liang Tian to say, "Hurry up, beat him down at this moment!"

Liang Jingzhan was still lying on the Wutai, his body motionless.

Everyone panicked, "Is His Royal Highness King Rong still alive?"

"His Royal Highness will not die, will he?"

On the high platform, Fu Yanning frowned slightly, no longer caring about etiquette, and was the first to stand up.

He tapped his toes, flew down the high platform, and walked quickly towards Liang Jingzhan. The carved jade sachet on his waist and the jade pendant collided with each other, clinking like springs and stones.

Xiao Weisheng immediately pushed past the few people standing in front of him, and stepped onto the martial stage, acting anxiously and recklessly, with a heavy complexion as if covered by dark clouds.

The people under the Wutai also surrounded Liang Jingzhan, calling His Highness one by one.

Xiao Weisheng shook Liang Jingzhan's body, and shouted loudly: "You are lucky enough to have my master buy you a drink in this life, but you are lying here. Could it be that you have no luck?"

Liang Jingzhan closed his eyes, and said from his hoarse voice, "Of course not!"

When Xiao Weisheng heard that he could still speak, his uneasiness eased a little.

Fu Yanning straightened Liang Jingzhan's body, but Liang Jingzhan's head was still on his lap as a pillow. Fu Yanning pushed it a few times, but Liang Jingzhan's head was still disobedient, so Fu Yanning let him go.

A few people noticed his actions, and they knew it in their hearts. They finally knew that the rumors that Fu Yanning had always been unreasonable were indeed true. One of them couldn't help but whispered to his companion:

"There have always been rumors in the court that Fu Shizhong is a peerless immortal who is unreasonable and at odds with us ordinary people. Now it seems that this is true, and the rumors are not groundless."

"That's right, Wang Rong, who is about to die now, just wants to find a place to rely on, and he is unwilling to die. But I think he can be called a fairy, in addition to being unreasonable, part of the reason is because of his appearance. !" The companion sneaked a glance at Fu Yanning and replied, covering her mouth.

"Yes, and talent. I heard that he was favored by the saint at the age of twelve or thirteen, and he was well-known in the capital." The man added, "At that time, the Empress Dowager Xiao was celebrating her birthday, and the saint wanted to build a tall building to gather all the people. Qian Sui Yu congratulates Empress Dowager Xiao on her birthday."

"As soon as the news came out, except for Fu Shizhong's father, Fu Taifu, all the officials scrambled to agree, and no one refuted it. After all, Fu Taifu alone was not as good as the words of all the officials. On the contrary, he was impeached and rewarded dozens of times because of it. board."

"When Fu Shizhong found out about it, he immediately wrote an admonishment, taking the virtuous emperors of the past dynasties as examples, to prove the truth of success from diligence and frugality to luxury, from the shallow to the deep, secretly revealing the faults of the saints."

"The sage didn't feel embarrassed when he saw it, but also realized his ignorance. He applauded Fu Shizhong in front of all the officials, met Fu Shizhong in person, and ordered him to come to the court as an official!"

Liang Jingzhan's eyes finally opened, his lips parted and then closed, as if he was calling something in a low voice, Fu Yanning hurriedly leaned over to listen.

The weak voice in the ear repeatedly shouted a word: "Qing..." The word Ping was stuck in his throat and he couldn't find the strength to say it.

Someone heard the words in his mouth and asked his left and right companions: "Who is Qingqing? It sounds familiar."

"You don't even know this, Qingqing is the number one name in the flower building in the capital." Companion, you talk to each other.

"Xiu Wai Hui Zhong is full of talent, dare to ask who doesn't love? You see Rong Wang is dreaming."

Fu Yanning's cold face darkened and became even uglier.

"..." Liang Jingzhan was so anxious that he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Please stop saying that, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it.

He reluctantly opened his eyes to look at Fu Yanning's face again, but Fu Yanning didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and turned his head to look elsewhere.

Liang Jingzhan tilted his head shamelessly, stared at Fu Yanning from a different angle, and grabbed Fu Yanning's hand hanging beside him with one hand.

Fu Yanning's hands were cold, and Liang Jingzhan felt as if he had grabbed an ice cube in his hand.

Fu Yanning felt a warm hand, and he tried to withdraw it, but to no avail.

Fu Yanning's eyes unconsciously blinked quickly, and his eyes were also evasive. Liang Jingzhan knew that Fu Yanning was shy.

"Your Highness, please be respectful. I'm not a courtier." Fu Yanning's voice was cold and distant.

Liang Jingzhan opened his mouth to explain, but suddenly remembered that Fu Yanning hadn't picked up the words yet, so he didn't explain much.

He moved his nose, and when Fu Yanning spoke, there was a faint smell of wine, which combined with the fragrance of lilacs from the jade sachet on his body, it smelled really sweet.

He stretched out his hand to touch Fu Yanning's face, if he could use this to lie on the beauty's knees and caress the beauty's face, it would not be in vain to suffer such a beating!How about doing all the things I didn’t do in my previous life today!

The outstretched hand was about to reach Fu Yanning's neck, Liang Jingzhan was secretly delighted when he saw that he did not hide, and Xiao Weisheng grabbed the raised hand.

Liang Jingzhan:? ? ?

Xiao Weisheng didn't look at Liang Jingzhan, but raised his head to take a deep look at Fu Yanning, but didn't say anything.

The attendants sent by the sage came over, Xiao Weisheng and Fu Yanning helped carry Liang Jingzhan back to King Rong's palace.

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