The bright moon sits on the ground

Seeing that Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng were suddenly silent, Zhang Yu realized that they had misunderstood what she meant, so she waved her hand and explained, "I don't really want Master Fang to marry my younger sister? She is used to being unrestrained. It was my father who insisted on forcing her to get married in this way, and when she became rebellious, she made an appointment with me, no matter who won the first place, I would help her escape."

She paused, then continued: "However, since the two of you have a special relationship, this method will definitely not work."

Leaving personal affairs aside, I have to admit that the method mentioned by Zhang Yu is indeed the safest.

At that time, there will definitely be people joining in the fun on the street. No matter how dissatisfied King Zhen'e is, he will not drive them out in public.

However, Fang Qisheng could not be asked to go.

After making up his mind, Nie Qiu said: "Madam, I can participate in the martial arts contest to recruit relatives."

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, then her gaze shifted to the Hanshuang knife on Nie Qiu's waist.

She thought to herself, she was almost deceived by her appearance, and forgot that the person in front of her was a martial artist. She was not a weak "high priest" and could sit on the right guardian. Perhaps it was because of her strength that she was The leader's Fang Qisheng is on par.

so much better.Zhang Concubine was about to respond when Fang Qisheng blocked her words.

"You don't want me to go, but you want to go?" He said blankly, "Is this your decision, right protector?"

Zhang Yu's heart is not good, the leader of the Demon Cult must have drunk a pot of vinegar, and there is a smell of vinegar all over his body, which can't be ignored.She hurried out to smooth things over, and comforted her: "It's okay, and I don't have to use this method."

"No need." Fang Qisheng directly rejected Zhang Yu's proposal, his tone was cold, his words were clear, and he said every word, "Since Guardian Nie wants to participate in the martial arts contest so much to recruit relatives, let him go."

Nie Qiu: "I didn't mean that..."

"It's okay, I understand." Fang Qisheng seemed to be tolerant, but he didn't look in his direction, put his hands on his chest, took a deep breath, and said to Zhang Yu, "I'll go too."

Zhang Yu took a few seconds to digest Fang Qisheng's words.

What he meant was that he would also take part in the martial arts contest to recruit relatives.

Zhang Yu shook the hand of the fan for a while, feeling that this matter was suddenly out of her control.

In fact, after she discovered that the relationship between Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng had changed, she had already thought of a new way.

But she's not going to say it because—isn't it funny?

The leader of the demon sect and the protector of the right fought fiercely in the arena of the martial arts competition to recruit relatives. One used a sword, and the sword energy pierced the sky like a rainbow, and the other used a knife, and the blade cut off the water flow like a mirror. The scene is bound to be very lively.

She stopped persuading her, and confirmed with a smile: "The two of you mean to go?"

Fang Qisheng said "yes" first, and before Nie Qiu could speak, there was a commotion downstairs, listen carefully, there was the innkeeper's compliment, and An Pi's deliberately raised laughter, and then, all the time Lingxi, who was standing outside the door, knocked on the door twice, and reminded in a deep voice: "Girl, it should be the master, please follow me back to Zhen'e Mansion as soon as possible."

"Master An's calculations are really accurate." Zhang Yu made a slight bow and said, "Then I will leave first."

When she left, she quietly observed the expressions on Fang Qisheng and Nie Qiu's faces, and gently shook the round fan in her hand. She was in a happy mood, and decided that the matter of martial arts and recruiting relatives was [-]% sure, so she stepped forward. He left with Lingxi.

The door opened and closed, Nie Qiu watched the door close again, turned to look at Fang Qisheng, and sighed helplessly: "If we hadn't been together before, I would suspect that you had discussed it with Mrs. Concubine in advance. Calculate me."

Wanting to make an excuse but having no chance to do so, from the moment Fang Qisheng opened his mouth, even Zhang Yu ignored Nie Qiu intentionally or unintentionally.

He said: "Are you really angry? I don't mean anything else, I just don't want you to go. You see, you are so nice, and you are the best at making people happy. If the youngest daughter of King Zhen'e moves on you What should Fangxin do?"

Fang Qisheng's lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't help laughing, and refuted the second half of Nie Qiu's sentence: "You are thinking too much, and you are probably the only one in the world who thinks that I am good at coaxing people." I’m happy, it’s too late for others to see me and hide.”

After finishing speaking, he pressed the center of his eyebrows and said, "I was really angry for a moment."

Where is the moment, at least one cup of tea is full of anger.

Although Nie Qiu thought so, he didn't say that, and he didn't ask why. He knew that Fang Qisheng was always easy to coax. If he apologized, acted like a baby, and said two or three nice words, Fang Qisheng's face would look much better, just like An angry wild wolf is obviously still sullen, but he still turns over his soft belly and asks him to touch it, which is simply a matter that can be solved by smoothing the hair.

It's a good deal, so every time Nie Qiu finds out that Fang Qisheng's mood has changed, he will choose to give in first.

After persuading him with kind words, Fang Qisheng's tone eased, and he asked, "Do you know why I agreed?"

These words are like an egg rolling to the edge of the table, it is precarious, and if you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces.

Nie Qiu thought carefully for a while, feeling a little nervous for some reason, and asked tentatively: "What you are interested in is not the matter of martial arts competition itself, because the method Zhang Yu said only needs one person. What are you interested in?" It's 'Join me in a contest to recruit relatives', so...do you really want to compete with me in public?"

He guessed very well, and Fang Qisheng really thought so.

Ever since he saw Nie Qiu's chop//horse//knife, Fang Qisheng became interested in his martial arts. Later, when he was drinking and having fun in Xiayan City, he heard Nie Qiu drunkenly say that he was "reelection The first place in several martial arts competitions, he studied under Lieyundao, Hongxueyanmei's junior, and Shenyun Pavilion's closed disciple", Fang Qisheng then thought of competing with him, but he never had the chance.

Later, his injuries were healed, and he was about to leave the imperial city again. After returning to the head of the Demon Cult, Fang Qisheng also mentioned this matter to Nie Qiu openly and secretly, but Nie Qiu beat them all back.

Fang Qisheng thought that Nie Qiu didn't want to do anything at first, but Shi Huang excitedly came to Nie Qiu and dragged him to the competition. After being tortured by Shi Huang for a few days, Nie Qiu finally agreed and had a competition with him. Also just to the point.

But it was still enough for Fang Qisheng to drink a pot of vinegar.

You can agree to anyone, but if you don't agree to him, isn't it annoying?

It happened that Zhang Yu proposed the method of participating in the competition to recruit relatives. Fang Qisheng admitted that when Nie Qiu agreed, he was really angry. After thinking about it, he thought it was an opportunity, so he followed the trend and agreed.

Fang Qisheng curled his knuckles, pressed them against his lower lip, and said with a smile in his tone, "Since you already understand what I mean, then I don't need to hide it from you. You can withdraw in time now, and don't go to the martial arts contest to recruit relatives. It's too late, but..."

But are you willing to watch me go to other people's competitions to recruit relatives?

Nie Qiu was speechless, and seeing Fang Qisheng's expression, he really wanted to pinch his face and ask him what he was thinking.

When Fang Qisheng mentioned that he wanted to compete with him, Nie Qiu politely refused.Because of his previous life, he was terrified when he thought of the scene where Fang Qisheng drew his sword, let alone really wanted to compete with him, it was impossible.

Moreover, to be honest, in Nie Qiu's eyes, doing that kind of thing with Fang Qisheng is no different from fighting.

Blood dripping, scars all over, biting and licking, wishing to swallow each other into the stomach, isn't it different from fighting.

There were fights on the bed, and there were fights under the bed. Nie Qiu really couldn't understand Fang Qisheng's strange thoughts.

But thinking that Fang Qisheng was going to participate in other people's martial arts competitions to recruit relatives, Nie Qiu suddenly understood why Fang Qisheng was angry before, and he wanted to be angry too. I'm afraid no one can bear this kind of thing.

He is selfish and serious, and he doesn't want others to see Fang Qi's vigorous appearance.

However, after thinking about it, it's useless for others to like it, anyway, he already got there first.

Nie Qiu exhaled lightly, looked up at Fang Qisheng, and said, "You have already set up a trap with all your heart and soul. Do I have any other choice besides jumping into the trap? As long as you don't regret it when the time comes."

He felt that he might have never been so partial to someone in his life.

Fang Qisheng didn't accept this favor, but said: "I won't regret it, and you don't have to worry about me. You can make moves as you like. Walking in the rivers and lakes, bumps and bumps are inevitable. You don't have to show mercy to me."

After so long, Nie Qiu was finally willing to agree. Fang Qisheng's face turned from cloudy to clear. He looked Nie Qiu up and down, raised his hand to cover his left half of his face, looked at it for a while, and then changed to cover him again. lower half of the face.

Nie Qiu asked softly, "Huh?", very puzzled.

Fang Qisheng hesitated for a moment, and finally made a decision, "When the time comes, you can buy a mask and wear it, the kind that will cover you tightly."

Nie Qiu began to bargain with him: "Okay, then you have to wear a mask."

"Both of us wear masks?" Fang Qisheng was amused when he thought of that scene, "One black and one white, it looks like..."

"A pair?"

Fang Qisheng was stunned, and quickly covered Nie Qiu's mouth tightly with his hands, coughed twice, and said, "It looks like a gang. I think you have said too much recently, and you can't help it." It’s time to converge.”

What are the breeze and the moon, the bright and aboveboard, the jade and the ice, those words don't apply to Nie Qiu anymore.

Fang Qisheng thought, he is clearly a cunning fox who can hide, and a few simple words can make people unable to look away.

So he became fierce and threatened: "Don't bargain with me, do you wear a mask or not?"

"Understood." Nie Qiu narrowed his eyes, his voice was vague, and obediently agreed, "I will wear it."