Outer History of Martial Arts - One Horseman

, the heart is clear.

Fang Xinqi silently covered his face in his heart - he didn't know that his brothers liked older ones...well, he really wasn't against sibling love...

The thin whip in Hong Ji's hand flicked towards Lai Qiuhuang with a snap, causing a bloody wound on the man's back, and at the same time touched several acupoints of the man.

The thin red whip turned again, the whip tied Lai Qiuhuang slightly, and Hong Ji withdrew her wrists, Lai Qiuhuang who was tied up like a rice dumpling was pulled back, and fell to the ground involuntarily. Can't move.

Fu Ziqing's throat was wriggling, and her face was faintly blue.

Hong Ji took the other end of the thin whip, and slowly stepped up the stairs, heading for the high place where the Happy King is at the throne.The Happy King hiding behind Fu Ziqing didn't stop her. The fiery red beauty walked up to the lavender beauty, and her slender fingers with blood-stained fingernails picked up a small silver knife for cutting barbecue on the table. It was stuffed into Fu Ziqing's hands.

"W-what...?"

Fu Ziqing stared blankly at Hong Ji, and then turned her eyes to the hall. She looked at each person one by one. Although no one avoided her gaze, it was more chilling than turning a blind eye.

She is like a puppet that attracts everyone's attention on the stage. Everyone is looking at her and looking forward to the next story, but no one cares about the puppet's fate and mood.In the warm spring-like hall, Fu Ziqing shivered violently. She subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look at the man behind her, the man who spoke softly and pitifully to her just a moment ago.But just as she was about to move, Hong Ji had already held her wrist, half-leading her and leading her down the high platform, towards Lai Qiuhuang.

"Sister Ziqing, sister, this is for your own good. Don't you hate him, and now the opportunity for revenge is right in front of you."

Hongji retracted the whip tail in her hand, and Lai Qiuhuang rolled to the feet of the two of them.She pulled the whip effortlessly, forcing the man to half kneel on the ground, raising his head to reveal his fragile throat.Hongji held Lai Qiuhuang in one hand, and gently stroked Fu Ziqing's hand holding the silver knife with the other hand, as if bewitching, leading the other party to stretch out the sharp cold blade to the man's fatal point little by little.

Fu Ziqing's expression seemed to be in a nightmare, she was like a marionette, manipulated by Hong Ji, the focus of her sight was on Lingling's saber light, she closed her eyes, and let the other party hold her hand, The silver knife cut into the skin on the side of Lai Qiuhuang's neck.

"don't want----!!!"

Fu Ziqing opened her eyes suddenly, and shook off Hong Ji's arm forcefully. With a wave of the arm, the silver knife drew a long arc in the air, and fell to the corner with a clang.

She knelt on the ground with her hands covering her lower abdomen, and moved towards Happy King on her knees. She stopped under the steps, touched her forehead to the ground, kowtowed and said, "I beg you... Please... ...Leave us alone...I'm pregnant...I'm pregnant...I'm pregnant with this man's child...Please...please let us go..."

I don't know who gasped, the performance so far did not surprise everyone, but the news that Fu Ziqing was pregnant was a big surprise.

Calculating the time, the fetus in Fu Ziqing's womb is at most two months.If Lai Qiuhuang hadn't come out today, this woman would be able to rely on the child on Happy King's head in the future.The happy king may not mind that the woman around him once had other men, but it is absolutely impossible not to mind that the flesh and blood in his belly belong to another person.

Happy King's face was a little gloomy, and he was almost taken advantage of, which must be uncomfortable.

Hong Ji's complexion was also a bit ugly, if she hadn't contributed to the flames, this play would not have been so exciting.But if Happy King wants to find someone to take his anger out on, she will be the first one to blame.

Happy King's icy eyes glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, Hong Ji's knees softened, and she knelt down with a bang, her head hanging down, not daring to make a sound.

The second rider's shoulders trembled, and he couldn't help leaning forward, as if he was about to stand up.Fang Xinqi took a sip of his wine, sighed resignedly, raised his hand to his brother's shoulder to push him back, stood up by himself, and after saluting, said: "My lord, the dozen or so people who bought it a few days ago The Persian dancer is already ready outside the palace, is the prince going to teach the song and dance now?"

Happy King raised his glass to his lips, restrained his emotions by drinking, and gave Fang Xinqi a sneaky look.

Stare, stare, at worst, throw him back to Anbu and continue to cat - Fang Xinqi is already a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water...

The song and dance were passed on, the beauties came, Lai Qiuhuang and Fu Ziqing were dragged down, Hongji and Jiangzuo Situ sneaked away with a very winking look.The second rider was worried about Hong Ji, and disappeared after sitting for a while, presumably to comfort the beauty.Fang Xinqi originally wanted to slip away, but was pinned to his seat by Happy King's eyes.After finally staying up until the banquet was over, he was sent to watch the night by his old man.

Happy King was in a bad mood tonight but was in high spirits. Fang Xinqi watched helplessly as his boss swaggered and led five beauties with different styles into the room. Kind of sound like a river crab.

The prince is mighty, the prince is rippling, the prince is so skilled, the prince is so elegant...

Even if Fang Xinqi closed his ears with all his strength, he couldn't resist the endless spring light. This is a corridor. Although the night is dark and deserted, it is hard to guarantee that there will be people who are bored passing by occasionally... DIY or not... Special What a big problem!

***

The next day, Fang Xinqi went back to his room and took a nap after noon, until the second rider poured ice water on him to wake him up and told him that the prince had summoned him.

Fang Xinqi wiped the water stains on his face expressionlessly, got up to wash and change clothes, and left the task of washing and drying the wet bedding and pillows to the second rider before going out, and he was wrapped in a ghostly cloud in the winter. The rare sunlight drifted towards the study.

As soon as he walked in, Fang Xinqi found that besides Happy King, there were two other people in the study, no, it should be said that it was a standing man and a lying male corpse.

The standing man was dressed in gray, with a cold expression and an ugly appearance. Fang Xinqi recognized him. This man was the rich envoy Jin Wuwang next to Happy King.He nodded friendly to this colleague, and Jin Wuwang gave him a faint glance as a greeting.

Fang Xinqi recalled the plot quickly in his mind, and wanted to rush forward and shout "The protagonist's future good friend, please cover me, please hug my thighs and all kinds of requests", when I thought about the Happy King sitting on the seat, I held back. Fearing that people would find out that his expression was different, he quickly lowered his head and pretended to look at the corpse.

...Ah, it's Lai Qiuhuang.

Fang Xinqi looked at the corpse again without being surprised, not stupid enough to wonder about Fu Ziqing's fate.Going forward to kneel down to salute, Happy King asked him to stand up lightly, took a sip from his teacup, and flipped through two pages of the book before slowly explaining the reason for calling them here.

Happy king said: "In the past, when the king was in the Central Plains, I got a treasure map, but because of various things, I have not been able to go to it. Now this treasure map is entrusted to the envoy of wealth. If there is no hope for gold, you will replace it." The king will go and have a look."

Fang Xinqi secretly recalled the details of Happy City's income and expenditure during this period in his heart, calmly and silently sighed with emotion that the financial deficit was fiercer than a tiger, and then he heard Happy King call his name.

"The first rider, from today onwards you are no longer the first rider of Gale City!"

----Huh? !

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17. Riding the world of mortals

Carrying the plot prop [Lai Qiuhuang's Corpse] with him, he has transformed from the first rider of Gale City in Happy City to the Fang Xinqi of an unknown swordsman in the desert. At the beginning, the main plot was immediately triggered.

At that time, he was leading a scrawny sorrel mare on the windy and dusty street, passing by the Yuelai Inn that he had been to a year ago again along the way.The name of the inn is still the same, but the signboard has been changed, and the word "Wang Ji" is missing.Fang Xinqi looked forward, and there was a long street full of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, and shops from all walks of life. I don't know where Wang Lianhua has moved her base to hide in the city.

The street is not very lively, but it is not very deserted either.However, as long as the pedestrians passing by took a look at Fang Xinqi's place, their faces would change drastically, and they all took a detour, just because of the dead body on the back of the skinny horse he was leading.

The cold air of northern Xinjiang in winter made the corpse on horseback hard, and a layer of hoarfrost formed on the surface of the corpse, and only the face could be vaguely recognized.Fang Xinqi led the horse and walked forward at a leisurely pace, when suddenly there was a sound of hoofbeats in front of him, and a tall horse galloped towards him.

Fang Xinqi looked at the horse enviously. In this era without cars, if the horse was driving a Lamborghini, he would be leading a Phoenix bicycle.

The rider's horsemanship is quite superb, galloping on the street like flying, but always avoiding pedestrians just right.The steed approached quickly, and when they passed by, Fang Xinqi saw clearly that there was a very down-and-out young man on the horse's back.

——Then, Fang Xinqi was stopped.

Just as he was about to continue walking, there was a distant cry from behind, and the distant sound of horse hooves suddenly returned. Fang Xinqi could only feel a black shadow passing by with a cold wind, his eyes blurred, and he focused his eyes Looking at it, the rider who had just passed by reined in and stopped in front of him.

Only then did Fang Xinqi see the opponent's appearance clearly - the rider was wearing a ripped