Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The moment the eyes of the two sides met, Jing Hongzhui subconsciously activated the Nightmare Art to fight against the overwhelming suffocation.

The two dots of light under the hood of the man in black suddenly dimmed, and the chaos of consciousness seemed to affect his tricks, resulting in a short blank.The tip of Jing Hongzhui's sword pierced into his chest, and he spit out forcefully, wanting to directly break the opponent's heart.

Unexpectedly, the opponent was wearing some hard object under the knotted black robe, which bounced back the force, and the sword edge broke into several pieces with a bang, and the iron pieces flew.

Jing Hong's heart shuddered, remembering what Su Yan said when he persuaded him to change his sword.

He is proud of his martial arts, relying on his firm heart and pure sword intent, he believes that internal cultivation is far superior to external objects, and when the realm is reached, flying flowers and picking leaves can also hurt people.Therefore, he can still make a broken sword with three taels of silver, and the sword "nameless" he used to use is also very ordinary.

However, Su Yan, as a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, knew nothing about martial arts, but reminded him that state is important, but in the case of similar state, the quality of weapons, even if they are only a little stronger, will play a decisive role.

Facts have proved that Su Yan is right.

Without any hesitation, Jing Hongzhui switched from the long sword move to a short sword, and Duan Ren slashed at the opponent's throat with his backhand.

But the moment his sword broke, the black-robed man had already shaken off the influence of the Nightmare Art, and a strange magic weapon appeared in his hand at some point.

It was an old barbell.The long-term infiltration of blood and oil formed a dark brown patina on the three-foot-six-inch long birch handle.There are seven brass bells of different sizes clustered on the head of the pole. With the shaking of the gesture, it makes a buzzing sound that does not resemble the sound of a bell.

This sound is very strange, it reminds people of broken silk and bamboo, or a swarm of bee nests exploded, but it is nothing like it at all.It seems to come from a very high place in the sky, or an extremely deep underworld. Although it is far away, its sharpness does not decrease, and it makes people tremble.

The humming sound poured into the seven orifices one after another, as if a hurricane set off a bad wave, stirring up the true energy in the body and moving against the veins.

Jing Hongzui spat out a big mouthful of blood, endured the severe pain caused by the internal injury, and stabbed into the black robe resolutely without retreating.

The feeling from the tip of the broken blade told him that the other party was not a monster or ghost, at least he would suffer flesh and blood injuries.

——As long as he is still human, it belongs to the professional field he is good at, and he will never lack the confidence and courage to kill the opponent.

The man in black gave an annoyed "Hey", as if he was afraid of the imposing manner of the sword coming out of nowhere, he took a step back to avoid its sharp edge.

Obviously the black-robed man is only good at tricks, not fighting, and maybe he has never met such a tenacious and powerful opponent as Jing Hongzhui. And on the opportunity.

Jing Hongzhui took advantage of the situation and pursued, her sword energy was like gangrene attached to the bone, chasing after the opponent's vital points.Blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, but his sword hand was still as firm as a rock.

After receiving several blows in succession, the man in black wanted to retreat.He moved the bell to his chest, and knocked on the magic mirror hanging inside his robe, making a piercing sound that tore the eardrums.

Jing Hongzhui's heart veins seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and thin and meandering blood flowed out from the seven orifices.He half-kneeled staggeringly, and supported his upper body with the broken blade.

This seems to be a move that hurts both sides, and the man in black is having a hard time. He clutches his chest and retreats quickly. Before he leaves, he glances unwillingly at Altan on the ground at the end of the alley—it is only a few tens of feet away, but because of this halfway The difficult swordsman killed had to give up the prey that was at his fingertips.He muttered a curse in a barbaric language, and his slender figure disappeared into the twilight.

Jing Hongzhui maintained a half-kneeling posture, trying to calm down the retrograde qi and blood, but her breath became more disordered, and her mind began to be in a trance.

"Although the technique of nightmare charm is powerful, it is also dangerous. It can confuse people's minds. Naturally, because the other party's spirit is strong and can't be charmed, it will backfire on one's body, leading to insanity. Remember, if you encounter a witch, Tao, Fang, Warlocks and the like, be careful in what you do, so as not to break your halberd."

Master's instructions resounded in his mind, but he couldn't hear the words clearly, and there was only a chaotic echo in his ears, and the world in front of him was like a kaleidoscope, colorful, twisting and spinning.

He knew that this was a sign of going crazy, and he also knew that some of his former fellow apprentices were paralyzed and crippled in martial arts because of "going off fire", and some were confused and went crazy because of "going crazy".

As for whether he can turn the danger into a breeze and survive this difficulty, even he himself doesn't know.

The only thing he can do now is to stay away from Altan, and even leave the Qingshui Camp while his mind is still a little clear, so as not to accidentally injure the friendly army after going crazy.

Jing Hong chased away the broken sword, rolled down from the roof, and fell to the stone floor with a muffled sound.Then he got up on hands and feet and stumbled away.

Altan suddenly opened his eyes.

He realized that he had fallen into a coma before, but he didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

Twilight hung over the land like a veil, and he estimated that it had only been two quarters of an hour, or less.

What just happened?

He only remembered that after knocking down those sneaky stalkers, he felt a sudden pain in his back and lost consciousness. After waking up, he became the current embarrassed appearance lying on the ground in a remote alley.

"...Altan! Altan!"

He heard his companion calling him in Oarat language, so he staggered up, and was about to raise his voice to respond: "I am here!" But he found that his throat was swallowing charcoal, and the pain was like a knife cutting fire, and he could not make a sound.

In desperation, he grabbed his waist knife and hit the ground, making a loud and crisp sound.

Not long after, the Vala men heard the sound and rushed over to help him.

Someone cried out: "Prince, your hair—"

Altan bent his body, lowered his head, and saw that the curly hair hanging down from his shoulders had changed from the original black and shiny to a miserable white like snow.

He grabbed a braid of hair in surprise and found that the hair was all white from tip to root.

The companion pulled out a pitch-black black iron flying needle from his vest, with an ominous blue luster flowing on the surface, obviously poisoned.

Altan moved his lips, but couldn't speak. A wave of grief, anger and fury roared in his chest——

The roar finally turned into a mouthful of black blood, spraying on the skirt of his clothes and the ground in front of him.

In the east city, Huo Dun specially vacated an exquisite and spacious house for the newcomer Su Yushi to live in.This house is next to the garrison camp, which is convenient for the [-] elite soldiers brought by Jin Yiwei to protect it at any time.

Today is August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the officials of each department are on vacation.Although the garrison in the barracks can't go home to visit relatives, they can still eat a big pot of stewed meat as a festival reward.

Huo Dun and Yan Chengxue had bought a large table of good wine and food for Su Yan, and prepared them in his backyard, where they could eat and drink while admiring the moon.

Since Su Yan accepted the two people's surrender, he still had to give some face, so he accepted it without pretentiousness, and warmly invited them to participate in the departmental dinner.

Yan Chengxue felt heartbroken when she saw Su Yushi's face, and didn't want to have dinner at the same table with him, so she found an excuse to shirk it, and left with Huo Dun.

Su Yan didn't hold back either, and smiled and pulled the servant to sit at the same table with the Jin Yiwei.

He looked at the sky and muttered, "Why hasn't Ah Zhui come back?"

Chu Yuan said: "Brother Jing Hong is strong in martial arts, so he will definitely not be in danger. I think the situation is complicated and it will take time to investigate. Let's wait."

Gao Shuo said: "Qingshui Camp is quite prosperous, and it coincides with the festive festival. It is very lively, and there are many Goulan courtyards. Maybe he was blinded by the flowers and went to find entertainment."

Su Yan laughed: "How can it be, he can't do such a thing."

Gao Shuo said seriously: "You can't say for sure, man, it's not shameful to find a bustard to vent his anger after a long time."

Su Yan glanced at Gao Shuo, raised his eyebrows, "According to this, you guys have done this a lot? Where's your superior?"

Gao Shuo knew that he was asking about Shen Qi.Originally wanted to give Jing Hong an eye salve, but unexpectedly brought Shangguan into it, he couldn't help feeling bitter, and said awkwardly: "He's a clean... ok..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.Probably remembering that when the two met for the first time, he himself was there and saw Shen Qi being provoked by his subordinates, and on a whim, almost tied Su Yan, who was dressed as a scholar, back to "drink sober soup" - it didn't look like a person at all What a clean person can do.

Su Yan snorted: "Come on, don't put gold on his face."

Before he took part in the examination, he also spent several months at the fireworks site, where he became quite congenial with the famous courtesan Ruan Hongjiao.At that time, if it weren't for the fact that she was still young, afraid of premature ejaculation, and the loss of Yuanyang would cause her to grow short in the future, she might have had sex with Ruan Hongjiao.

——Unexpectedly, it still didn't last, and fell into the hands of a spy chief who took advantage of the fire.

His first night (in this life)...not only did he not have the indoctrination of a mature and beautiful sister, but he was also beaten to death by a man.

Damn Shen Qi.

After eating and wiping it up, he didn't even come to give him a ride, you bastard.

Su Yan gritted his silver teeth, and said calmly, "They're all men, who doesn't know yet."

The brocade guards laughed sparsely and winked at each other, as if they were being told.A few even met in low voices, and went out to enjoy the moon after dinner to relax—as for how to relax, it was naturally tacit understanding.

Chu Yuan has a family in Beijing, and has a calm temperament. Instead of just joining in the fun, he glared at them and warned: "Don't talk nonsense in front of Mr. Su, you have a mission, be your job well, don't go out and fool around! "

A Jin Yiwei laughed and said: "We are no better than Commander Chu. There is no one in the family who knows the cold and the hot, and we are not allowed to relax outside? You can take turns to go, and it won't take much time. Don't worry, we won't delay the errand."

He turned his head and asked Su Yan: "Master Su, do you want to go with me? I can also guard you at any time, killing two birds with one stone."

Su Yan lazily chewed the fried peanuts as an appetizer: "Go if you want, I'll go back to the house and sleep. I'm exhausted from running around all the way, who is as energetic as you martial arts practitioners."

"Master Su, this is Fenghuang looking at pheasants, can't you look down on them?"

There was another burst of good-natured laughter, and they toasted to him one after another.

Su Yan did everything in a very face-saving manner.

Although the wine from the Western Regions is not high in alcohol, it is sweet and sour, but it has a lot of stamina. After a round of drinking, it is also four or five points drunk.He pointed to the table full of dishes, and greeted everyone: "Use your chopsticks and eat while it's hot. Anyway, the table is full of twelve people, even if Ah Zhui comes back, there won't be enough seats. I'll cook a small stove for him later."

After Su Yan spoke, the Jin Yiwei guards were able to move their chopsticks, and they ate hungrily one by one.

Only Su Xiaobei and Su Xiaojing still cared about their duty as servants, grabbed a lot of food in front of their chopsticks, piled it in Su Yan's bowl, and whispered: "My lord, eat quickly, they are all starving ghosts reincarnated, slow down." In one step, even the plates are divided up."

Su Yan rubbed their heads with a smile: "You two eat too, don't just grow big but not fat."

He ate some meat and vegetable soup, the smell of alcohol welled up, he was a little top-heavy, so he got up and said, "I'm going to wash my face, you guys continue."

Xiaobei and Xiaojing hurriedly wiped the grease from the corners of their mouths, and wanted to come over to serve them, but Su Yan sent them back to continue eating, saying that he had hands and feet, and could someone wash his face for him?

He walked through the courtyard illuminated by the bright moon, and slowly walked up the steps. Suddenly, he saw a slim woman standing in the shadow by the bedroom door, with her head down, looking shy and waiting. She was startled and asked, "Who are you?" , how did you get in?"

The woman blessed her body with a delicate voice: "My servant Huang Lier, aged [-], was ordered by Li Siqing to serve you."

Immediately before Su Yan's eyes, Yuanmasi Qing Li Rong's round, smiling fat face appeared, and he thought that this fat man not only flattered his ass, but also was good at giving bribes and gifts, and shooting sugar-coated cannonballs. It's a pity that my lord doesn't like this set.

He said to the pretty girl: "Miss, go back and tell Li Siqing that I'm not a womanizer, and it's wasted his efforts."

These words sound righteous and dignified, but they actually imply ridicule and teasing. I don't know if Li Rong can understand it, or if she sees that beauty won't work, I will really change another way next time.

Huang Li'er is a rookie with a very high vision. When she heard that she was going to serve a high-ranking official from the capital, she thought she was an old man, and she was very depressed behind her back.When I saw this handsome censor whose age was almost the same as hers just now, I was immediately elated, but now I heard the other party claiming to be "not close to women", my mood took a turn for the worse, with regret and resentment at the same time——

If it's not feminine, it's masculine.These days, three out of ten handsome gentlemen who can catch the eye are Long Yang, and half of the remaining seven are on land and water. It's really hard for these prostitutes to live!

Huang Li'er slandered secretly, not daring to say anything more, she bowed deeply, bowed her head and retreated.

She walked gracefully through the path in the back garden, and suddenly an arm protruding from the shadow of the bush grabbed her neck and dragged her in.

The man's cold and hoarse voice locked her scream in her throat.

"Are you going to serve him? How to serve him? You know how clean he is, how could he accept bribes from such filthy people! Li Rong should be damned! No one can drag him into the water. With me guarding him, no one can touch him." he!"

This was said in a topsy-turvy manner, and her tone was so harsh that she didn't sound like a normal person. Huang Lier was so frightened that she trembled, and was pinched so that she couldn't make a sound, so she could only whine and beg for mercy.

The man suddenly shut his mouth, remained silent for a while, and said in a serious voice, "Take off your clothes!"

Huang Li'er burst into tears, not daring to delay for a moment, she took off her jacket and skirt.

Just as she was about to continue taking off her obscene clothes, the man shouted again: "Get out!" She saw a pair of scarlet eyes emerging from the dark shade of a tree, like beast pupils, and she was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, then she suddenly came to her senses and rolled Run away with a crawl.

A moment later, a tall woman walked out of the bushes, wearing a double-breasted jacket with tassel pattern makeup and flower satin, and a skirt of eight-treasure phoenix cloud knees, wearing a cascade of flowing blue silk, and her steps were erratic towards the direction of the master bedroom. went.

After Su Yan washed his face in the copper basin in the house, the smell of alcohol dissipated a little, but he became more and more sleepy, so he planned to take a nap, and wait for Xiaobei and Xiaojing to finish their meal before calling them to boil water.

Because he hadn't bathed and changed his clothes yet, he didn't get on the canopy bed, but leaned on the arhat couch next to him, closing his eyes and dozing off.

Suddenly he heard someone close to his ear, whispering: "Master Su...Master."

It's Ah Zhui's voice, but it doesn't quite resemble it... It's too close!

Su Yan shivered, opened his eyes and saw a woman standing in front of him, at first glance at the clothes, he thought it was Huang Lier who had gone and returned, immediately frowned and said: "Didn't I let you go, why did you come into my room again?" .Let’s go, or call someone in, you are a girl, where will you put your face.”

"Master Su wants to drive me away?"

It was indeed Ah Zhui's voice!Su Yan blinked his sleepy eyes, and after looking at the face of the person, he couldn't help laughing: "Achai, you stripped off the girl's clothes? What are you trying to do secretly, and you need to dress up like this?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. The pupils of the other party turned a strange scarlet, and there were blood stains left by the corners of the eyes and mouth and nose, and his expression was different. He looked like he was not conscious. look.

Su Yan sat up, grabbed Jing Hongzui's hand on his shoulder, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Your eyes—"

"Eyes, yes," Jing Hong chased him by the shoulders, slowly bent down, her eyes bloodshot, "Master Su, look at me, look at me."

As if pulled by an irresistible gravitational force, Su Yan couldn't help looking into the depths of his pupils.

He has seen this pair of bewitching eyes, cold and beautiful, attracting the surrounding light like nebula swirls, making people unable to think, only intoxicated and dazzled.

But it was different from what I saw at this moment—this was not a nebula, but a sea of ​​blood devouring souls.