Chiwuxing

Chapters [-], [-], and [-] - When the water is full, the hope will be difficult to understand, and the feast will be broken. The barbarian burns himself

Beside the brocade table, Fu Xuan lowered her eyes, watching the colorless trickle in the wine pot under her hand, slowly flowing from it into the jade cup, without even a single drop leaking out.

The doors and windows in the hall were locked and the light was dim.Although the wine was poured slowly, if you look closely, there is still a circle of shallow foam floating around the edge.Fu Xuan lifted the small lamp, and shook it lightly back and forth, but the microfoam did not recede, instead, deeper and thinner ones of the same kind emerged from the bottom of the lamp one after another.

Suddenly there were two knocks on the door outside, followed by a human voice:

"Honorable Master, the young master has already listened to your words and took people away."

Fu Xuan didn't say anything, and saw her own face in the faint reflection in the wine.

At first glance, it is still familiar, but when you look closely, the fine lines at the corners of the eyes can't be covered by the foam.

With the hair crown removed, the usual fierce look was lost.But the pomp and majesty of being in the top position for a long time has already added a lot of vulgarity to the complexion in his cheeks.

He stared coldly at the reflection in the wine, this face he hated so much when he was young.

He hated people who compared him to a woman the most, and even after ascending the throne, anyone who touched this taboo would be shot to death.

Fu Xuan turned her eyes to a finely carved dagger on the edge of the table, sneered silently, closed her eyes and sat quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, another voice came from outside the door:

"My lord, the people have arrived...the group of Yan people have been released as you ordered."

Fu Xuan frowned slightly, opened her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "...is it already noon?"

"...Not yet, about half an hour."

Fu Xuan raised her lips lightly: "Just let him come in, and you don't have to take care of the rest."

After a while, the door of the palace opened, and the blazing light of day opened and closed with the crack of the door, and a figure sitting cross-legged slowly slid inside.

The sudden white light disappeared as the waiter closed the door.

Seeing the approaching people, Fu Xuan still tilted her head, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "...are you that 'Qiu Feng'?"

"Exactly." The visitor said hoarsely.

"Oh, as expected," Fu Xuan was not surprised, "The lonely king should have thought of it earlier, but there are not many Yan people who dare to challenge me so openly."

The visitor was dressed in black and had gray temples, his collar was wrapped high, and even half of the skin on his hands was not exposed, showing a heavy and deep murderous aura.It is covered with a black copper-patterned animal mask, which Fu Xuan is familiar with.

Qiu Feng remained silent, and Fu Xuan didn't mind, just poured another glass of wine, and said: "... I was very sad when I found out that you died. I said decades ago, after you Before we die, we will meet again sooner or later, but the lonely king feels really guilty for not being able to catch up..."

"I have never heard of a culprit who can speak so brazenly."

Fu Xuan sneered, and said: "Even if I ordered you to win or lose, what's the point of not knowing the look of admitting defeat from your face... Fortunately, it's a pity that you are not so easily defeated by petty tricks." knocked down."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Fu Xuan held up a cup and said, "I haven't seen you for more than 20 years... come and have a drink with me?"

Qiu Feng just sat quietly where he was, neither answered nor stepped forward.

Fu Xuan didn't threaten, just smiled and drained the wine cup in his hand: "Non-toxic... I won't poison the wine, it's just seeing an old friend again, and my heart is disturbed. You don't appreciate it... From the beginning to the end, And it’s all by myself.”

The hot wine tore off the smile lines on his face, and he drank the wine in front of him again, expressionless.

Fu Xuan squinted his eyes again to size up his posture, and said, "Your appearance...is caused by Tongcheng a few years ago?"

"What's the point of asking knowingly?"

The flames burned his body, and it was impossible to recover his life safely, but it was a pity that he had a good appearance in the past.

Fu Xuan knew the reason, but she was nostalgic: "Take off the mask, let me see what you look like now... Even if it is a burn, it's not like you can't even see a piece of flesh?"

"It's amazing how bold you can be."

Qiu Feng didn't move, and Fu Xuan didn't force him, she just smiled and said, "So what? When you were tied up, you didn't want to lose your face. In the end, I didn't take it with my own hands?... It's just a matter of time." Heh, every time I heard about your prestige in the Yan army, I always thought of that time...you were just a captive who was slaughtered, my defeated general."

"Always remember the [-]% chance when you lose," Qiu Feng said coldly, "You are only worthy of this."

Fu Xuan's curly hair fell on his side from his face, and suddenly smiled and said: "I never knew, with your face, you can tell who is close between Yanman and man at a glance, why bother to go back and forth, in the end My own family beat my own family... If you were willing to be captured then, you wouldn't have to be such a crippled half-trapped cripple at this time, there are many famous mountains and rivers in Nanban, wouldn't it be nice to come with me to appreciate the fine things?"

Qiu Feng moved slightly, and then said coldly: "You have to share rewards with others. Going with you will only make me feel extremely disgusted."

Fu Xuan's body froze, and he didn't know what angered him by these words, her phoenix eyes suddenly slanted with outrageous intentions, and said: "You hate me, it should be justified... What is it about me that makes you sick so much?"

"I'll give you the same words. It's only natural for you to hate me. Why do you have to keep pretending to be nice?"

The corners of Fu Xuan's lips curled up slightly, her eyes wrapped around people, and she said: "...you are wrong, I never hated you."

Qiu Feng snorted coldly and remained silent.

"Whether you believe it or not," Fu Xuan said, "the Nanman had something more insidious than the Gu poison on your leg back then. , also because the mountain is high and the road is far away, I did not join the army, the generals under my command would have misunderstood it, and the ghost in your army moved too much, so I set up a trick. From the beginning to the end, I did not intend to let you die."

"Then I should thank you," Qiu Feng said coldly, "You want me to live and be humiliated by you again in the future?"

Fu Xuan smiled, took another sip of wine, and then slowly said: "...you know, in the royal family, my elder brother died, and he was a pair of dragon and phoenix sons and daughters, one died and one fled, even my Father and son, right now, you don't want to get close to me, thinking about how to escape and live his pure life. When things come to an end, I have become the so-called "lonely person" in Yandi... I didn't expect it at the beginning, If you can think of today..."

He stopped talking, as if he was also considering this non-existent possibility.

"You asked for it yourself, you can't blame others."

"...You are not much better than me, are you?" Fu Xuan smiled at him, with a ferocious pleasure in that smile, "I heard that when King Yu went to the funeral, he had no wife and no children, and there was even a funeral attendant. There are no people, not to mention that the Emperor of Yan Kingdom doesn't like you at all, and the mansion is very deserted. I told you that you went to the wrong place, but you still don't believe me. If you go to Nanman, you will definitely not be treated like this."

Qiu Feng sneered: "If I go to Nanman, you will be the funeral attendant...then I'd rather not go."

"I said, I won't let you die," Fu Xuan repeated, but her tone was a little impatient, "Since you and I are not the same, why bother to blame each other."

Qiu Feng sneered again and remained silent.

"Actually... there is a secret, I wanted to tell you when I met you back then," Fu Xuan smiled, "but I thought it was funny at that time, and I always wanted to find a better opportunity in the future to tease you fan."

Qiu Feng didn't move.

Fu Xuan continued: "When I saw your face for the first time, I felt that your eyebrows and eyes looked like someone I knew well... Unfortunately, I happened to be very unhappy, and I even had a grudge against you. At that time You have suffered a lot..."

Qiu Feng sat still, obviously not disturbed by his words: "Do you think I will believe your words?"

Fu Xuan laughed and said: "Believe it or not, anyway, now... it doesn't matter..."

The barbarian king's curly hair was disheveled, and his dark purple thin shirt was uncommonly unsuitable for decorations. When he lowered his eyes, there were a few strands of madness and drunkenness, and there was an unusual and dangerous aura spreading around his body.

Qiu Feng clenched his fists in the dark.

"Your hair is all white..." Fu Xuan raised her eyes a little, with a distant expression, "You are much older than me. After all these years, I am only half white now... Worrying and worrying for half a lifetime, I ended up like this You don't regret it if you end up like this?"

"Never regret it."

Fu Xuan snorted coldly, not knowing who she was mocking: "...I don't believe it."

"I'm afraid you regret it now."

he?

How could he regret it?

All he wished for in this life has been fulfilled, regardless of the disappointment at this moment, in this Southern barbarian, there is honor and wealth, beautiful girls and delicacies, what else has he not obtained?At most, it is impossible to swallow Yan's soil right now, but killing and looting Yan people in this battle is already enough to relieve his hatred and passion, so what else does he have to regret?

Even if he dies, he still has the qualifications and ability to choose his own path and choose to see off pedestrians...he doesn't regret it.

Qiu Feng looked at the barbarian king with his head lowered and paused for a long time, then said:

"...You call yourself 'Qiu Feng'...you must still remember me."

"Pretending to be passionate." Qiu Feng snorted coldly.

Fu Xuan looked clear, and smiled vaguely: "...Even if I hate the enemy, I still remember it in my heart. I still miss you. I didn't expect to meet again at this time."

The two talked to each other normally, and suddenly heard a cry from outside the door, followed by the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Before Fu Xuan could react, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall human figure stood majestically by the door.

"...Since you are thinking about me, maybe even people can admit their mistakes."

From noon to noon, the sun was shining brightly.

Fu Xuan squinted her phoenix eyes, and only after getting used to the light did she gradually see the face standing against the light.

Deep eyebrows and eyes, sharp jaws, ax-like thick brow tails and deep eye sockets unique to barbarians, as well as that kind of docile and lonely air that cannot be ignored and has not changed for several years, even The warm sun behind him can't melt half of it.

Such a description of temperament, after many years, it is impossible to admit it wrong.

Fu Xuan stood up hesitantly, for a rare brief moment of bewilderment: "Are you...Zongzheng?"

Looking at the man in the wheelchair in a blink of an eye, he saw that his reaction was faster, a sharp light flashed, and a dagger was already lying across his neck.

Through the mask, facing a pair of gray eyes:

"No matter how stupid the lord is, he will definitely not lose sight of the current situation. You should not act rashly at this time."

The astonishment only lasted for a moment, how could Fu Xuan be startled by such a scene, and then smiled and said: "Your Excellency is too overestimating the lonely king, the lonely king doesn't know how to use force, how can he have the ability to hurt him?"

As he spoke, he turned his eyes to Zong Zhengxi and said:

"I was wondering why you came here so early today, and you talked more than before. I think you are not a person who is willing to be courteous to others just because of threats... It turns out that after a long while, the person here is pretending to be you. Counterfeit."

"lay down."

The man's indifferent words reached Fu Chen's ears, and he knew it was meant for him.After hesitating for a moment, he removed the blade and took half a step sideways, not daring to stand too far away.

When he turned his eyes to look at the door, his pupils trembled slightly, thinking that his eyes were dazzled, but his slender figure was clearly standing...

When can he stand up?

Fu Chen frowned, this is impossible... He had touched a man's leg before, and it had already become dry bones, no menstrual blood, how could he stand upright...

The young man withdrew his blade to the side, Fu Xuan just let out a cold snort, and then sat back on the chair, leaning against the table, still looking reckless.

But instead, he recalled that just now he had spoken to outsiders for a long time, and then he was annoyed in a muffled voice, and said sarcastically: "I think according to your nature, you definitely don't bother to do such a thing of asking someone to pretend. Look at you Knowing him... I haven't seen him for a few years, but you can't even control your subordinates, it really surprises me."

The man took two steps forward from the door, and stopped a few feet away from Fu Xuan, neither far nor near.

Fu Chen didn't move extra, but stared at Zong Zhengxi's two steps, stepping on his heart like stepping on it, causing his heart to wring out and his breath to stagnate.Although his two steps didn't look abnormal, he could clearly feel the stiffness of his movements.

Not a sign of recovery at all.

Fu Xuan also glanced at his movements, seeing him in the wheelchair just now, at this moment she focused on other things:

"...It turns out that you are not useless."

Zongzheng Xidan raised the corners of his lips: "Very disappointed?"

"It's so disappointing," Fu Xuan smiled ferociously, "I want to see your proud body being ground to pieces, crippled and embarrassed, shameless... I can't wait to see you begging for mercy before you die. too long……"

Fu Chen's expression became more and more cold, Zong Zhengxi held his hand in front of him, his face remained unchanged, and said: "That will really disappoint you to the end... In this life, you will never have this chance."

"If I can't do it in this life, I will spend it in the next life. I have enough energy to spend with you." Fu Xuan's expression became grim, "If I had known today, then I shouldn't be merciful, and I will just abolish you as a human being, and there is no need for future troubles." .”

Zong Zhengxi did not show any anger or disdain because of his words, and he still had the calm demeanor when he entered the door.I saw him pull out his right hand from behind, slowly lift it up, calmly made a "stop" gesture on the battlefield, and then slowly lowered it, saying:

"Don't always focus on the past... Fu Xuan, you have already lost."

"...Oh, is that so?" Fu Xuan suppressed her breath and said with a smile, "What about you, you won?"

"Obvious."

Fu Xuan suddenly asked again: "You wrote the letterhead that was shot into the forbidden palace the month before last?"

"Yes."

"A few years ago, you used the flying eagle to send a letter, suggesting that our army should attack Maocheng by storm. You also wrote it?"

"Yes."

"...Heh," Fu Xuan said with a smile, "You are willing to deal with the army of Yan State like this, you must already know that you are actually a bastard who got out of the way?"

The whistling wind turned, and the young man who was standing beside him turned again, this time the dagger blade went straight into the neck, and it turned red immediately.

"If your lord can't speak, I don't mind pulling out your tongue first to cure the plague." Fu Chen said coldly.

"...Where did you come from?" Fu Xuan was not as polite as before, and raised his eyebrows regardless of the pain in his neck, "I heard that Zong Zhengxi used to be strict in his army , the army is famous, how come even an unknown soldier dares to offend nonsense?"

At the same time, he boldly stretched out his hand to remove the copper mask on the man's face, revealing a face that was much younger than he imagined, and somehow familiar. Somewhat familiar.

"...So they are also barbarians." Fu Xuan turned to Zong Zhengxi again, and said with a smile, "It seems that I can't blame you, but me. All these years have made these people of the same clan forget their roots and go out to betray their relatives. .”

"Fu Xuan," Zongzhengxi said with a faint smile, "you are only willing to show off your prestige when you have no bargaining chips. Tell me, what do I have to care about with you? Do you still want to use it?" These words make me angry, I'm afraid you think too highly of yourself."

"Really," Fu Xuan laughed back viciously, "Am I not right? Now that you are winning, what position do you occupy? What can you get in the end when you lead Yan soldiers to crusade against your mother's family? I see, you also It's just deceiving yourself... I lost, but you were destined not to win from the beginning. The two of us, don't look down on the other."

Fu Chen tried his best to restrain his men's movements, knowing that he had to give this man some time to breathe, and also buy time for his fellow soldiers who were fighting against the remaining barbarians outside.Reluctantly, the savage lord could not hold back his words, so he almost wanted to plunge the blade directly into the rolling veins in his throat.

It's been a long time since he wanted to kill someone.

"Let you put it down."

There was a heavy sound from behind, and I don't know how Zong Zhengxi could see through his mind.

Fu Chen took the overall situation into consideration, so he removed his dagger, and stood a few steps away from him, staring at him coldly.

When he got close to him just now, he really noticed that this barbarian king is a master who has been pampered all the year round, he has no inner martial arts, and he is wearing only single clothes, no place to carry hidden weapons, it seems that there is no threat.

But it would be even more ridiculous to say that such a proud person let Zong Zhengxi come here just to reminisce and ridicule.

Since Fu Xuan was able to behead his subordinate general first, it was already an obvious sign of death, and there must be some dangers that he didn't realize.

Thinking of this, his eyes became heavier.

This time, Fu Xuan raised his hand and poured half a bowl of wine, picked it up, and said, "Just now I poured a cup of wine for this kid, but luckily he didn't drink it... The good wine should be given to a bosom friend, I brewed it myself a few years ago , the snakes, scorpions and centipedes dipped in it are all top-notch treasures, come and taste them?"

"It's better for you to drink this wine alone," Zongzheng Xi said coldly, "other people won't be able to appreciate the taste of it."

"...Yes, yes."

Fu Xuan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, lifted the porcelain bowl the size of a human face, and poured it directly into her throat.

The liquor trickled down the front of the front, soaking the dark purple thin clothes, making it look more black and dark.

This kind of action obviously didn't match his appearance and temperament, Fu Chen looked at him secretly, and finally knew why he felt displeased when he saw this person.This barbarian king has a feminine appearance and vicious methods, very similar to many hateful people he has interacted with in the past.The only difference is that this person holds the entire Nanban kingship in his hands, so he has the ability to turn the situation upside down.

He looked at Fu Xuan here, and Fu Xuan also looked back at him attentively, then turned to Zongzheng Xi and said: "...Who is this person? Can he be cleared out? I seem to remember that I said, let you alone Come here, just let people go, are you going back on your promises?... Those Yan people have already been let go, Zongzheng, I remember, you never broke your promise before."

"Then let's divide people up," Fu Chen said coldly, "or is it that the lord didn't understand the current situation?"

Fu Xuan sneered: "Since you all think that I am bound to die, why are you still afraid of me, a dying person who does not know martial arts?"

"You go back." The man ordered again, this time his tone was much softer.

"No," Fu Chen turned his head and refused, "I won't leave. Since I've come, there's no reason to turn back."

Zong Zhengxi said slowly: "The internal and external situation is unknown, if you don't pay attention to both sides, how will you know what to do?"

When Fu Chen moved, he was also thinking about the pros and cons of staying. The man on the other side said again: "This place is empty and there is no one there. It is really dangerous, and I am not here...I haven't settled the debt with you when I came here. Do you still want to pay for it?" Add another one?"

"...The matter has come to this point, but there is a difference between one more thing and one less thing." Fu Chen answered coldly, he was not afraid of men's threats, and he was still dissatisfied with his coming here again.It's just a temporary reminder, he came in a hurry and didn't want to check it carefully, so it's not safe. Fu Xuan secretly set up a trap nearby, he might as well go and investigate first, and even if there is no result, he can meet with his brothers outside the palace and lead the way here. Save some travel time.

After thinking about it, he wiped off the blood stains on the blade of the dagger with his sleeve, stepped forward and handed it to Zong Zhengxi.Without saying much, before leaving, he glanced at his legs and left straight away.

Fu Xuan poured himself a drink and listened to his voice.

It's not that he couldn't understand the meaning of what they said, and naturally Zong Zhengxi didn't want to hide it from him.Fu Xuan knew that Zong Zhengxi's arrogance and self-confidence in the frontier battles when he was the Red Armor's coach was reflected in his ability to always make the opponent admit defeat in an upright way, and he could not beg for mercy.And this is also the reason why he has been unable to judge whether Qiu Feng is him recently, because in the past, this person must have disdain to use some insidious tricks and conspiracies.

But now, he has obviously changed a lot.

"...Give you the knife, do you want you to kill me?"

Fu Xuan narrowed her eyes, looked through the rim of the cup, and looked at him lazily, with a half-smile.

But Zong Zhengxi turned his eyes and threw the dagger blade at him. Fu Xuan's body subconsciously tensed up, but she didn't dodge it. She saw the dagger landed firmly on the table he was leaning on.

It was only a few inches away from his right hand touching the lamp.

"Or, you come and kill me."

Fu Xuan touched the handle of the dagger, and said inexplicably: "Just now when you were coming, I said something to that kid, which was supposed to be to you... I said, 'From the beginning to the end, I didn't intend to let you die '."

"……Oh?"

Zongzheng Xi gave a faint sound, also unaware of his emotions.

"I've lived for so many years, but I haven't killed anyone yet." Fu Xuan said with a smile.

"You're wrong," Zong Zhengxi said coldly, "It's just that you haven't killed anyone with your own hands, but the number of people killed by you is definitely in the tens of thousands."

Fu Xuan picked up the dagger, pointed the sharp silvery point at Zong Zhengxi from a distance, and said, "...you don't intend to kill me?"

Zong Zhengxi pulled the corners of his lips slightly: "I want to kill you, but I don't need a weapon at all. Similarly, if you want to kill me, no matter how many weapons you use, it will be useless."

"...As expected of you, Zongzheng," Fu Xuan was a little dizzy, and she glanced at the standing figure, "Unfortunately, with such a cruel heart, you still can't achieve great things... Heh, you You must hate me very much, you hate me for ruining your hypocritical and stable life."

"It's just your wishful thinking." Zong Zhengxi looked at him indifferently, "Even if you hate it, it's because you disregarded the lives of the living, fought on the sidelines, ruined the lives of countless Yanman soldiers for decades, and in the end, it was just your vain ambition. "

Fu Xuan sneered, and overturned the round wooden table, spilling wine all over it, and the crisp sound of tiles shattering.

Looking at the wet ground everywhere, he laughed again until his face was flushed red and he was almost out of breath, then he barely stopped coughing.Bowing down, he picked up the dagger and walked towards the man step by step.

Zong Zhengxi still stood in the same place, silently watching his movements.

When he got close, Fu Xuan realized that this man was half a foot taller than him.He has been a barbarian king for so many years, but whenever he is an elder, no matter whether he is a civil servant or a military general, he always bows down and bows down to answer his questions.For an unknown number of years, he has not looked up and seen a person standing in front of him.

This feels a little fresh, but more trance.

"I really hate the way you look..."

Fu Xuan raised her head slightly, her eyes locked on the man's brows and expression, and she gritted her teeth.

Zong Zhengxi lowered his eyelashes, still calm, and even the contempt and hatred that Fu Xuan wanted to see disappeared... Those eyes seemed to be looking at an unknown dead body.

The more he thought about it, Fu Xuan's heart was full of evil, and he showed some sinister smiles... No one has ever dared to look at him like that.

"...Come on, Zongzheng," Fu Xuan smiled and passed the dagger in his hand, "You want to avenge those people, the opportunity has come. My life is in your hands, it's not a loss..."

Zong Zhengxi still looked at him indifferently, and there was no emotion in his deep pool-like eyes:

"I won't move you, so as not to dirty my hands... If you want to die, you must have found a way for yourself, why let me get involved with you again."

Fu Xuan stared at him, the crooked smile on his lips spread wider and wider, finally he opened his mouth and smiled a few times, half of his body trembled, but he didn't make a sound.

"...you are ruthless, you are so ruthless," the light in his eyes gradually fell, until the last expression disappeared, "...I admit it now, you have won."

After finishing speaking, the barbarian king turned around, swung his sleeves suddenly, brought a few sparks of light from nowhere, and swept them down to the ground.

The wooden floor immediately burst into flames.

Steaming.

Zong Zhengxi narrowed his eyes.

It turned out that the floor had been tampered with in advance, and from the position of the table it was used for, a series of hard-to-see wooden seams were cut radially.And when the wine on the table is scattered, it will flow along those gaps to various corners of the floor of the whole hall.And in the missing place, there are countless burning logs on the other side, just waiting for the fire to flash, the whole house will be swallowed and burned.

Fu Xuan turned around again, and even the front of his chest was lit with flames, it was the water stains from the wine just now.

His eyes were red, and when he turned around, regardless of his appearance, he charged at Zong Zhengxi and threw him to the ground.

Regardless of the burning sensation lingering on his front, Fu Xuan pressed his chest, exhausted his last breath, and gritted his teeth next to his ear:

"...I've missed you for 25 years...you won't even die..."

"If there is an afterlife... I..."

The burning fire rubbed against the skirts of the two people, and it became more and more intense.

What Zong Zhengxi felt at the end was the familiar burning pain in his heart and the lingering hatred in the eyes of the person on his body.