Jun You Ji Fou

The showers are in a hurry, and at sunset, they suddenly stop, and the rest of the ground is red.The shadow of the sun is slanted, the night is layered, and the sound of the dripping of the sycamore leaves is soaked in a dampness in the dark night.

Chu Mingyun pushed the door out, stepped into the atrium, took out the blue whistle in his sleeve to summon the black feather bird, stuffed a secret letter into the bamboo tube and let it fly away.

The branches and leaves of the sycamore tree are dark green, and footsteps suddenly sounded in the silence, as if someone was walking quickly from outside the courtyard, approaching from a distance.

Chu Mingyun withdrew his far-sighted gaze, and looked back inadvertently, there was a shadowy figure at the gate of the courtyard, and suddenly a white shirt passed by, which was particularly conspicuous.

He frowned slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed behind the man, "...Master Su?"

The other party froze suddenly, then turned around, Su Shiyu's face appeared under the dim light, and he nodded as a response.

Chu Mingyun frowned, then relaxed, and chuckled, "What are you doing?"

But he didn't say a word, he looked around and found no one, so relieved, he put his index finger to his lips and gave a silent 'shh', then turned around and walked into Chu Mingyun's room.

Chu Mingyun stared at his movements thoughtfully, followed him back to the room after he signaled, closed the door and leaned against it, and looked at him with folded hands.But the other party turned around and took a few steps closer, Su Shiyu's gentle and handsome face approached with a smile.

Chu Mingyun allowed him to get close, he narrowed his eyes and glanced coldly at his face, then looked straight into those eyes again.The other party lowered his eyes, staggered his gaze, and tilted his head slightly, his ambiguous and slow movements seemed to want to kiss him.

But in proportion.

Chu Mingyun suddenly raised his hand to strangle him by the throat, and there was a bang of bone cracking accompanied by the crisp sound of 'clang', and a short knife fell out of his plain white sleeve.He tore off a human skin mask with a wave of his hand, and the delicate face exposed under it suddenly turned purple, and blood gushed out when he opened his mouth, struggling unspeakably.

The mask is soft to the touch, very similar to human skin, and the workmanship is exquisite. Chu Mingyun looked carefully at the candlelight for a moment, and sneered: "I can't even imitate half of the mood, and dare to pretend to be Su Shiyu to assassinate me." The other party had to leave his feet off the ground, "Let me think about it, should I praise you for your courage, or think that your life is too long?"

A broken and painful whimper came from the other party's throat, and there was a sudden tremor in response, his tense body softened, and he lost his breath.

Chu Mingyun let go of his hand, and the corpse fell to the ground dully. He didn't bother to look at it any more, and instead handed the mask to the candle flame, burning it into a black ball, and an indescribable strange smell permeated the room.

Chu Mingyun frowned and thought for a while, then walked towards Su Shiyu's courtyard.

After a few bends in the corridor, after a turn, I suddenly saw someone walking towards me, it was Yuwen Falcon, who was alone.

The night was getting darker, and there were bright lanterns hanging on the corridor of the vermilion palace, and there was no one around.

Chu Mingyun walked forward without seeing him, and was about to pass him by.But Yuwen Falcon stopped suddenly, unable to restrain himself from recalling the embarrassing situation during the day.I can't think of what exactly Chu Mingyun said to Su Shiyu at that time, so that a gentle and Confucian person can reach that level, resentment and resentment will be in his heart all his life, and the sarcasm will come out naturally: "General Chu is so late. Is there anything else to be busy?" Yuwen Falcon snorted and laughed, "That's right, it's really hard to imagine how a beauty like the General got this seat."

When Chu Mingyun heard the words, he stopped and looked at the candles flickering not far away, and suddenly asked, "Who are you, Yu Wenxiao?"

Yuwen Falcon was inexplicable for a while, "It's my elder brother."

"Based on the tone, you admire him very much?" Chu Mingyun asked.

"Naturally." Yuwen Falcon looked at Chu Mingyun's back, and couldn't help being a little arrogant, "Back then, the elder brother of the emperor swept across the three prefectures and twelve counties, making you Han people unable to eat. With such a spirit, even if we died in the battle, it would be us Hero of the Huns! Who doesn't admire?"

"Heh, died on the battlefield." Chu Mingyun smiled softly, looked back at him, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, dim, "Do you want to know how he died in my hands?"

Yuwen Falcon was taken aback, "What... what?"

"The Xiongnu won't tell you if you think about it." Chu Mingyun slowly turned around and faced him, "I can go straight into the desert and the vast sea without losing my way. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Yuwen Falcon asked subconsciously.

Chu Mingyun raised the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: "Your eldest brother Huang told me."

"Nonsense!" Yuwen Falcon said angrily, "Brother Huang will never betray our Huns!"

"Then how do you explain that I have never been ambushed in the desert?" Chu Mingyun raised his brows slightly and looked at him quietly. I broke half of Yu Wenxiao's bones and captured him alive. There was a lake next to the camp where he was stationed, so I tied him upside down to a wooden post in the lake."

Chu Mingyun's tone was light and careless, but his smile deepened bit by bit. He looked at Yuwen Falcon and said, "Shall I tell you how it feels?"

"He won't die, but the sea water will pour into his mouth and nose one after another, he will struggle to breathe in the tide all the time, and the salt water will soak into his muscles, lingering his wounds, tortured repeatedly to the point of suicidal thoughts There is no time. Moreover, the blood all over the body will flow up to the head, and after a long time, the eyeballs will fall out and roll to your feet."

Yuwen Falcon stared blankly at the handsome man in front of him and smiled, and said words without a trace of emotion, as if sea water poured into his chest, and the blood all over his body cooled down little by little.

"He couldn't stand it in just two days. When he put it down, he lay at my feet. Do you know what it looks like?"

His throat seemed to be tightly clogged, Yuwen Falcon's face was pale, he could clearly hear what Chu Mingyun was saying, but he could only utter one sentence: "You...how could you...how could you treat him like this?!"

"Being the king or defeating the bandits, why not? Yu Wenxiao should have such awareness when he slaughtered the city before." Chu Mingyun said, "When Yu Wenxiao met me for the first time, he said something similar to you. If you are a beautiful woman, you should capture her alive for fun in the army."

"When he was lying in front of me like a dog, I asked him: Your Royal Highness, do you still think I am beautiful now?"

Chu Mingyun slowly approached Yuwen Falcon. When he took a step closer, Yuwen Falcon took a step back, until his back touched the upper corridor pillar and he could not retreat.Chu Mingyun stood still in front of him, leaned slightly to look into his eyes, and suddenly showed a captivating smile, "Your Highness, do you still think I am beautiful now?"

Yuwen Falcon opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound, he was grabbed by the neck.

Chu Mingyun's smile was all gone, his brows were as sharp as a knife blade, "It's true that you are young and vigorous, you have never even smelled the bloody smell of the battlefield, and you dare to show off in front of me."

"How dare you..." Yuwen Falcon grabbed his hand and hissed, "...let go!"

Chu Mingyun leaned over and said in a low voice: "I can tell you frankly that there is nothing to discuss about the covenant of land cession. If all of them agree, then I will kill you. So what if the two countries are at war? Will you be afraid?"

Yuwen Falcon grabbed his fingers and desperately tried to break them apart, but that hand was as firm as cast iron, and the suffocation did not rise, only the red eyes were still staring at him.

"However," Chu Mingyun suddenly let go of his hand and took a step back, "I don't think the king of the Huns would be so stupid as to go to war with Da Xia for an unfavored son." He glanced at his eyes and covered them with a half-smile Yuwen Falcon coughed, "What do you think?"

Yuwen Falcon struggled to breathe calmly, without saying a word, his eyes completely darkened.