The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

The style of the courtyard is completely different from that of Canglangzhou, which is hardened by wind and sand. In the small pavilion made of white stones, a table of exquisite wine and dishes has been set up.Xiao Zhi and Ji Zheng had a good deal of courteous manners, but in the end they shirked the official duties and arranged a banquet to make amends at night, and then stayed with Shi Qi to accompany them.

"Is this the way you treat guests in Chengxi Wangfu?" Fang Qian sat on Ji Zheng's shoulder and shook his feet, looking at the table full of dishes that he couldn't eat with a bit of pity.

Ji Zheng lifted his robe and sat down. At this time, the trapped formation in the courtyard was still being blessed by those hard-to-use practitioners desperately, and he hid with the guards not far from the courtyard and was always ready.After the fight just now, Ji Zheng has a [-]% chance of winning in his heart, and he can kill the people who set up the formation.

It's just...he still has to wait until nightfall.

Facing the food and drink in front of him, Ji Zheng didn't take a bite.

Shi Qi couldn't help smiling, raised his hand and poured out a glass of spirit wine, but it was delivered to the little porcelain man: "The little thing in your arms also likes the spirit wine of the palace. Although he has no mouth and can't drink it, but the smell is also good." That's right. What's more, I have a connection with him, maybe I can find a way to make him sober?"

Ji Zheng originally focused his attention on his surroundings, but the words "connected mind" pulled him back forcibly, and he couldn't help feeling angry.He frowned tightly, lowered his head and met the little porcelain figure in his arms, and then saw the little porcelain figure desperately shaking his head.

The ghost is connected with this woman who doesn't know what it is. Fang Qian pushed the huge wine glass in front of him helplessly. Is such a big thing for him to take a bath?As a result, the wine glass was not pushed away, but a fragment was pushed away by the hand.

Fang Qian withdrew his hand with a guilty conscience, but Ji Zheng held it down one step faster.

Ji Zheng's eyes were gloomy, and it was not easy to repair the special material of the little porcelain figurine.

Fang Qian patted Ji Zheng's arm reassuringly. In fact, he is not dead, and he will return to his body sooner or later.Not daring to try to go back indiscriminately, on the one hand, it is because of the boredom of the world with no exit, on the other hand, it is mainly because I can't let go of this silly boy.

I don't know why he ran wildly, he ran outside the gate of the fairy Taihang, and sent himself to the royal family.

Getting in and out of this tiger's lair might not be so easy.

"I'm nothing, but I can hear you, isn't it considered a connection?" Shi Qi smiled and took the actions between the two into his eyes, and then asked Ji Zheng: "It's always a small thing calling , I don’t know what his real name is.”

Looking at the little porcelain man, Ji Zheng replied with a cold smile, "His name is Old Man."

call you uncle!Fang Qian rolled his eyes, the child will not be obedient when he grows up.But I don't know if it's his illusion, it seems that Ji Zheng's attitude towards the little porcelain man has changed?

While Fang Qian was meditating, he suddenly heard a voice transmission from Seventeen: "I know you are not an ordinary weapon spirit, and I also know that you refuse to reveal your real body to me. In the palace, every trace of your heart misses me. I can hear you clearly, so I advise you not to make any extraneous incidents. Otherwise, I will definitely kill Ji Zheng if I am blamed by the prince and I have no cultivation."

Fang Qian was taken aback, then turned to look at Shi Qi.There was a gentle smile on the corner of this beautiful woman's mouth, and there was no murderous look in her whole body, but he knew in his heart that she was serious.

From the very beginning, she did not set up the formation in the room to prevent herself from running.In fact, there is only one purpose...to let Ji Zheng die.

Ji Zheng still had a cold face, watching the crazy eye contact between his little porcelain man and Seventeen.He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Girl, please go ahead, I have something to say to this old man alone."

"Of course, Shi Qi has something to do and won't continue to accompany him." Shi Qi and Ji Zheng smiled affectionately, but Fang Qian felt cold in his heart.

Shi Qi took another look at the little porcelain man, then got up and left.After Shiqi left the courtyard, Ji Zheng swept away the food and wine on the table, arranged the little porcelain figurines, and met his eyes.

Fang Qian originally wanted to educate Ji Zheng's behavior of "taking himself into the net", but he looked at Ji Zheng before he rolled up his sleeves, but he was a little at a loss, and subconsciously put his cracked palm behind his back.

Ji Zheng didn't miss Fang Qian's actions, but he didn't care to ask: "It's you?" His voice was very hoarse, and he added, as if worried: "Is that right?"

When you say that, I don't know who you are asking.Fang Qian had a big head, and he didn't dare to think too much, lest Shi Qi hear his voice, which was really difficult for a lumpy head.

Ji Zheng waited for a while without waiting for the little porcelain man's answer, and at the end he laughed first, and put his fingers against the little porcelain man's forehead: "It's okay, it's enough."

Fang Qian didn't understand, so he took a look at Ji Zheng, but in the end, he let himself go again.

He also has a lot of questions he wants to ask Ji Zheng, but these must wait until he is safely evacuated from the palace. I am afraid that the night banquet tonight will not be a good one.

"Soldiers are coming to stop you." Ji Zheng could not hear Fang Qian's voice, but he seemed to see his expression: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Fang Qian froze for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

A joke... When did he look at Shu Xianjun and be afraid of it?

……

In front of Xiao Zhi's study, Shi Qi gently pushed the door open and entered.

In the west palace of the city, there are three study rooms for Xiao Zhiguang.This room is the smallest and most austere.This is the only room with a formation, and only Xiao Zhi and Shiqi can enter, and even cleaning up and cleaning is done by Shiqi himself.

Shi Qi walked into the study, his face sinking like water.

Xiao Zhi sat on the couch, frowning tightly.Seeing Shi Qi coming, the viciousness in his eyes eased a little, he stood up and greeted Shi Qi proactively, with a gentle voice: "How is it, are you feeling better?"

Shi Qi knew that the affection in his eyes was not directed at him, so he couldn't help but feel a little ironic.The study room is full of Xiao Zhi's paintings, whether sitting or standing, they are all portraits of women.These portraits are all similar to Shiqi in terms of figure, but none of the portraits have faces.

There is also an unfinished new painting on the table, it is still a portrait of a woman, and she is wearing exactly the same clothes as Shi Qi, but a huge peony flower is half hidden behind it.

Xiao Zhi didn't seem to notice the shock in Shi Qi's heart at all.He took off the dance clothes on Shi Qi, stroked the peony pattern on her smooth back with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Your injury, do you want me to ask someone to look at it?"

Seventeen narrowed his eyebrows and chuckled: "I don't know what kind of person the prince is looking for to heal the injury of a mere weapon spirit?"

Xiao Zhi's fingertips stopped, and he looked at Shi Qi with inexplicable disgust and even more pain.Shi Qi put on the dance clothes one by one, and smiled at Xiao Zhi: "It was Shi Qi who contradicted the prince, please punish him."

Xiao Zhi didn't continue what Seventeen had said.He stared at Shi Qi's face for a long time before he finally found his old tenderness, but his words were already business-like indifference: "I heard that you fought against him last night?"

"Yes."

Xiao Zhi narrowed his eyes: "He is only at the Golden Core Stage, so he can escape from the Chengxi Palace from your hands?"

Seventeen paused before replying, "He has dragon spirit."

As soon as the four words came out, Shi Qi felt that Xiao Zhi's neck was suddenly tightened.The gentle and calm King Chengxi suddenly pushed Shi Qi against the wall: "Then why didn't you say it yesterday?"

Seventeen did not answer.She looked at Xiao Zhi, and actually smiled softly and freshly.

The King of Chengxi didn't care about the beauty, he just let go, and then hit Shi Qi against the wall again: "If you didn't remind me before, then you are like this...why are you doing this, is it because you want to kill her?"

"Perhaps, to avoid the prince's punishment?" Shi Qi's breath was tightly choked by Xiao Zhi, but she was still trying to laugh, holding Xiao Zhi's hand with both hands, "My lord, I don't want to die."

She gently touched Xiao Zhi's wrist with her hand, unabashedly using all her means to tease Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi looked at Shi Qi.He didn't let go, but kissed directly in this posture.

……

As night fell, palace lanterns were hung around the palace, and the blue curtains fluttered with the wind, making the lights look like stars hidden behind thin clouds.

Not far away, there is a qin cup for joy, and several graceful women shuttle between the curtains holding delicate dishes.

The song didn't stop, and the seventeenth song arrived. She changed into a moon-white robe with water sleeves. On the corner of the skirt was embroidered a lavender butterfly that was about to fly. The tassels of the same color fell on her forehead, and she walked left and right with her light steps. swing.

She came to the long pavilion and looked at Ji Zheng who was still sitting there with a smile: "My lord, the prince is here to invite you."

Now that Ji Zheng has recovered his original appearance, he put the little porcelain figure back on his shoulders and walked out of the room.

"Do you want to escape from the palace?" When the two passed by, Shi Qi suddenly said softly, "I can help you leave."

Ji Zheng finally turned his head and glanced at Shiqi, but his expression was a little unpredictable: "I don't want to."

Of course Ji Zheng didn't want to, the person he was looking for had already been found, but because of this, he wanted to go to that place even more urgently.

That person was supposed to make wine from pine flowers, make tea with spring water, and talk about elegance every day.

Ji Zheng was reluctant and unwilling to be trapped on a porcelain doll who couldn't even speak.

"That's a pity." Shi Qi smiled and didn't care, and turned his head to lead the way.

Xicheng Wang Xiaozhi held a banquet in the main hall. Before Ji Zheng and others approached, they heard bursts of fairy music. A girl dressed in thin sand was standing on a huge drum. When Ji Zheng stepped in, , stepping out of the toes to the sound of passionate war drums.

Xiao Zhi, who was sitting on the main seat, smiled slightly, and nodded the seat beside him: "Please sit down, don't be restrained."

At a glance, Ji Zheng recognized that the few people present were basically the people who had besieged him yesterday. He sat in the position Xiao Zhi pointed out to him naturally without changing his expression, but he had no intention of moving his chopsticks at all.

On the contrary, Fang Qian, who was staying in his arms, poked his head out to take a look at the banquet, feeling that he was really depressed this day.

"Why, not to your liking?" Xiao Zhi didn't care too much when he saw that Ji Zheng had no intention of answering the question, and continued to beat the drum with his fingers intermittently with the sound of the clanging drums: "I used to be with you in the early years." My father and king went out together, and I don't like other rhythms in my life, I only like this drum, I wonder if Ah Zheng can get used to it?"

Ji Zheng looked down at Fang Qian in his arms and his expression softened. It was still some time before midnight, so he paused for a moment and asked directly: "What does the prince want? You might as well just say it."

Xiao Zhi didn't expect Ji Zheng to be so straightforward, and narrowed his long and narrow eyes for a moment: "This king really wants to... use your dragon energy."

As soon as his voice fell, the sound of the drums became sharper and more impatient, as if directly pulling people into the battlefield!