Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

In the martial arts field, facing the cool September wind, Chi Heng put the saber back into its sheath with a smile when his elder brother unexpectedly returned the carbine.

The "two brothers" competition is different from the usual competition. It aims to simulate the dangers in the arena and improve the ability to adapt to changing situations.

After nearly two hundred rounds, Chi Ying showed appreciation and patted her on the shoulder: "Good job, Ah Heng!"

As expected of the person with the highest martial arts talent in the Chi family, he had a hunch that Ah Heng would one day achieve amazing achievements in martial arts.

In previous fights with his eldest brother, Chi Heng had a lot of losses and few wins. After half a year of experience in the rivers and lakes, he has seen the bloody winds of swords and swords, and the actual combat ability honed at the critical moment of life and death is incomparable.

She is not yet a big brother's opponent, and she is not complacent when she hears this, her pretty red face is dripping with sweat, she cups her fists at Chi Ying and salutes: "Thank you, big brother."

Chi Ying smiled and touched the top of her hair.

Qinghe looked at the two 'brothers' happily sharing their post-war sentiments while holding the dish, eyes downcast, and pinched a piece of crystal-clear fruit to the dish with his slender fingers.

Grape entrance, look up and see the two are still "you touch my head, I pat your shoulder", thought: These grapes are really sour.

Her vinegar pot was about to be kicked over, and Ah Heng was still standing and chatting with her elder brother under the sun. Mrs. Chi clicked her tongue, and couldn't help but wonder who Ah Heng had followed.

I think when A Yan was chasing her back then, he was very clever and used all kinds of tricks one after another. In those two years, when she went out, the noble ladies of every family had to say something bitter when they saw her.

When it was her daughter's turn, Madam Chi squinted her eyes without knowing that she was secretly admired: Sure enough, the one who fell in love earlier would be more troubled.

I really couldn't see the girl next to me eating grapes without saying a word, Madam Chi waved her hand: "Ah Heng!"

"Huh? Mommy called me."

At this time, Chi Heng noticed that there was a beautiful and gentle beauty sitting beside A Niang, his eyes lit up, and he approached at a faster speed than usual: "A Niang."

She looked at Qinghe and smiled even wider: "Sister Qinghe."

Qinghe put down the white porcelain plate: "Come here."

Chi Heng took two steps forward to look at her closely, the grape juice moistened her lips, her jaw was pointed, her neck was like new snow, she was fascinated by it for a moment.

The dazed Madam Chi didn't look at her at all, flicked her sleeves, and walked away quietly without disturbing the two of them.

She could see it, Qinghe knew it clearly in her heart, she should be clear, she shouldn't be clear...

Her heart skipped a beat, and she recalled what she had said before: Shock is surprise, joy is joy, what did Ah Heng do to surprise the other party?

She couldn't bear to think about it, she shook her head.

After taking two steps and looking back, she saw Miss Shen holding Ah Heng's chin to wipe away the sweat.

The marriage of the two families has passed the Ming road, and Chi Heng beat everyone on the day of recruiting, and no one was an eyesore at this time.

Chi Ying and Chi Ai led the left and right behind Mrs. Chi and left. In such a large martial arts field, except for the servant girl who retreated far away, there were only her two left.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the chirping of birds on the trees came into my ears. Chi Heng raised his face and said, "Sister, when did you come? Why didn't you tell me? If I had known you were coming, I wouldn't have chatted with my elder brother." gone."

She undoes the acetic acid that Qing He ate from eating grapes by mistake, and Qing He wipes the fine sweat from the tip of her nose with a handkerchief: "It's not long since I've been here, what do you do? You're better than yours, I'll see mine." .”

This is the reason, the little general raised his eyebrows: "Sister, am I powerful?"

"sharp."

A small face was clean and fresh again, adding to the heroic spirit of a young man with passion and enthusiasm. She sat down with Chi Heng, and Liuqin, who was sticking to her side, prepared clean water for her to wash her hands early.

The slender and tender knuckles of the scallions were washed with water, and Chi Heng couldn't take his eyes away from those jade hands for a long time.

"Come and taste, I peeled them one by one."

Seeing a plate of peeled fruit, Little General Chi couldn't help but feel distressed: "It's fine to teach the servants to do such trivial things in the future."

The round and juicy grapes were fed to her lips. She opened her mouth, patronizing and admiring the beauty, but forgot to chew the grapes in her mouth.

When Qinghe came back to remind her, she only heard a 'gudong', and she gulped it down.

Chi Heng's jade-white face flushed red, his butt shot up like fire, and he pointed at his throat: "Sister, I, why did I swallow it?!"

If you want to talk about what young General Chi is most afraid of eating, Mrs. Chi will definitely smile and say: "I am most afraid of eating grapes without spitting out grape seeds, and eating fish without spitting out fish bones. Anything with skin, seeds, and thorns must be eaten." It was only because of her that she picked it clean before she would obediently enter the mouth.

Speaking of which, this was an embarrassing thing that Mr. Chi did when he was young.

In order to prevent the younger brother from eating indiscriminately, he deliberately made up half a book of weird stories to scare the little general who would stuff food into his mouth whenever he saw something to eat.

Chi Heng was so anxious that his forehead was sweating again, Qinghe couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't help but wonder how her A Chi grew up so hard before she was six years old?

Afraid of seeing a child born, afraid of eating grapes without spitting out the seeds, and a vine growing in the next day.

Qinghe held back a smile to comfort her: "It's okay."

After being coaxed by her soft voice for a while, and regaining his rationality after being scared away, the little general Bai Nen's ears also turned red.

She felt ashamed, lying on the table silently covering her face.

"I was more afraid of this seedy thing than you when I was young. I was afraid that if I accidentally swallowed it, the seeds would germinate and grow weird things that would burst my stomach." Qinghe lay next to her ear: "Because of this, I secretly hid and cried. After all, I thought my life was not long."

This matter is really fresh, Wanwan is still so cute?

"I was four years old..."

The warm breath sprinkled on the ears, just like the dew condensed on the flowers in the morning. Chi Heng's ears were itchy, and he couldn't wait to hear the follow-up. His face lit up from the crook of his arms, and his eyes were smiling and curious: "Then what? Then what?" gone?"

"Then, Mammy found me and said that every seed I accidentally swallowed was protecting me from disasters, because God likes innocent and harmless children and will bless them to save them from danger."

"Really?" Chi Heng's eyes showed yearning: "This statement is really interesting."

"It's interesting. Two months later, there will be a martial arts competition to recruit relatives. This grape seed will take away all the bad luck of A Chi in advance."

"Not bad!" The little general cheered up: "Wanwan, you feed me another one, I ate it too fast just now, and I didn't even taste the taste."

"Ah."

She was no longer ashamed of accidentally swallowing grapes, Qinghe picked a round and lovely fruit from the fruit plate and fed it to her.

Seeing that she is eating happily, she is also happy in her heart.

In fact, she lied to A Chi by making up a half-truth and half-fake story.

When she was four years old, Mammy looked in the wrong direction and couldn't find her. She hid in the corner and watched two cats fight, crying out of breath, thinking that she would not live long, even the peach blossom soup that she liked to eat tonight Can't eat anymore.

Now she no longer likes to eat sweet and greasy peach blossom soup, and the mother who devoted herself to her also died of old age.

"Sister, you eat too."

There are twinkling stars in Chi Heng's eyes, which makes people forget their worries.

After they finished eating a plate of fruit, General Chi came from not far away, and she took out a handkerchief to wipe off the juice stains on her lips: "Sister, dad is here, I'll go first."

"Go ahead. It's time for me to go back."

Liuqin and Liuse helped her young lady to leave, Chi Heng watched her go away, when the cool wind blew, she rubbed her face with her hands, turned and walked towards the training ground.

"Ready to get punched?"

General Chi was not afraid of fighting, he held the Tang knife in his hand, and the blade was out of its sheath: "Just let the horse come over!"

Chi Heng took turns receiving hard training in the mansion, and another person fell down in Lan Shaoshi's mansion. Lan Xianzhi repented his efforts, and dismissed the dead people on the ground who had exhausted their internal energy.

Feeling the soaring skill all over his body, he was full of confidence in the martial arts competition two months later: "If you teach me to meet Chi Heng at this time, Dad, I have the confidence to take his head!"

Master Lan is satisfied with such a reply.

Cao Li is a person in the rivers and lakes, and the people in the rivers and lakes rely on his martial arts to travel the world. Without martial arts, life is tasteless.

He didn't understand that his nephew would rather risk the rest of his life to be a useless person to win, so he said seriously:

"The body is like a container. Everyone's body can hold a limited amount of internal energy. Unless you expand your tendons and increase the capacity, you will only cause irreversible damage to yourself due to the mixing of true qi and inability to integrate.

This method is harmful to the peace of heaven, and it can only be brave for a day.On the second day, the pain of the collapse of the internal force will make life worse than death, even if you get through the pain, you will never be able to use force for the rest of your life, just like a disabled person.If you go back on your word, I can still perform exercises for you now. "

"Why should I regret it?" Lan Xianzhi raised his arms to feel the pleasure of being filled with inner strength: "In my whole life, I have been chasing fame and fortune, and even if I get the number one in the exam, I will not be satisfied. I want to go to a higher place and marry the most beautiful woman in the world." Women, enjoy power. These, I will soon be able to do."

At least he remembered not to get carried away in front of the owner of the [Grass Building], bowed and said, "I would also like to thank my uncle for teaching my nephew this method."

He indulged in it, and rashly cut off the possibility of practicing martial arts for the rest of his life in order to be proud of one day. This move was short-sighted. Cao Li had seen many such people in those years, so he stopped talking.

For the martial arts competition in November, not only the Chi family and the Lan family are preparing nervously, but the children of other generals' families are also gearing up to practice martial arts diligently.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a compromise method for His Majesty to become a new favorite minister, killing two birds with one stone and cutting off the possibility of marrying the two mansions of Chi and Shen.

Smart people dare not stand between the royal family and the general's mansion, and most of the candidates are planning to make friends with martial arts.

Chi Heng is the son of a general, and his father is a general in command of the three armies. Now half of the generals in the court are single-handedly promoted by Chi Yan.

Who among those children from the general's family would dare to compete with the son of the general?

They can't fight, they don't have Lan Xianzhi's courage, and they don't have His Majesty's favor, so they can't stir up troubled waters.

But in the end, it was a martial arts competition for the imperial critics to recruit relatives, and if no one joined in, wouldn't it be a loss of face to the royal family and the face of the general Zhen Guo?

In the midst of intensive preparations, late autumn comes quietly.

In November, there are still twelve days before the competition to recruit relatives.

Across a wall, the master of [Xiuchun Yard] had already put on the winter white fur earlier.

Her delicate appearance appeared in front of Mrs. Chi every now and then, which often made Mrs. Chi know that she had a deep scheming heart, but she still couldn't help being enthusiastic.

"The next door sent another steamed cake, saying that Mrs. Chi made it herself, let the young lady have a taste."

It is indeed a taste, the steamed cake the size of a child's palm is cut into eight small squares, not many, and it has just been delivered, and the surface is still steaming.

In late autumn, the dew was heavy with frost and cold. Two days before Qinghe, he suffered from a minor illness. Before he recovered, he ran around and stayed in the courtyard to recuperate carefully for a few days.

Fortunately, perhaps half of the cold poison was on Chi Heng's body. This autumn, she was just a little ill, and she had a smooth time.

The steamed millet cake was delivered to her eyes, Qinghe put down the hand stove to warm her hands, Qingbo's bright eyes were filled with a warm smile, and a slender stick was inserted. In the steamed cake, she took a sip, and the taste was unexpectedly good.

With such a consummate culinary lady making snacks in different ways, it's no wonder that A Chi was picky when he was young.

Thinking of Chi Heng, she faintly smiled: "Send the [Broken Formation Diagram] that I drew a few days ago in my study to Mrs. Chi."

"Yes, ma'am."

In exchange for a piece of steamed millet cake for a battle-ready picture of a broken formation, Mrs. Chi sat in the room admiring the picture with great interest, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she was taking advantage of others.

Originally, sending steamed cakes is just a matter of lifting your hands, making steamed cakes is easy, but painting is delicate work.

Not to mention that Qinghe is sick and weak, and it takes more time to make a painting than others. She deserves it, and turns her eyes to the middle scene of the painting.

The children of the military generals in Shengjing can draw the artistic conception of "killing and breaking the formation", and there are very few girls' families.

In this way, her "prospective daughter-in-law" is really not simple, she is sick and weak, and she is very angry.

She couldn't help sighing: What kind of luck did Ah Heng get, he won the heart of a girl's family that is more precious than gold in a daze.

Just as he was thinking, a voice came from outside the door, and the little general stepped into the door in twos and threes: "Mother, where are the steamed cakes? Feed me a couple of bites, I'm about to starve to death!"

"..."

When she entered the door, she saw the steamed cakes on the table that were originally prepared for her, her eyes glistened, as if she had been reincarnated from starvation.

The only promising thing is that he is a "starving ghost" who eats a lot of food.

Mrs. Chi was so worried, she swallowed the words, and asked, "How many tricks have you tried at your father's hands today?"

Chi Heng spoke in a hurry, and moistened his throat with the warm tea at hand.She was full of energy and her eyes were bright: "Mother, why don't you guess?"

Madam Chi just smiled and said nothing, the little general was waiting for her to ask, but she didn't ask, the novelty was over, she said honestly: "Eighty tricks! If the last trick wasn't tricked by daddy, I can last until a hundred tricks!" defeat."

"It's right to cheat. Who will pay attention to the way of a gentleman when you are in the ring? Marrying a wife is a big deal. You and your sister's happiness for the rest of their lives rests entirely on you."

"I know."

Speaking of this, Chi Heng didn't dare to be arrogant: "There are still twelve days, I will work harder."

She ate five or six pieces of steamed millet cake one after another, and gulped down three cups of tea, her stomach was full of tea.

Daddy gave her a quarter of an hour to rest, and she was not in a hurry to go out, she glanced at the [Broken Formation Picture] that Madam Chi hadn't put away, and her brows were instantly lit up with joy: "It was drawn by Wanwan, and her skills have improved again. "

After she was six years old, she often climbed over the wall and went to the [Xiuchunyuan] to watch her paint, and she was very familiar with her brushwork.

There was one time when she went early and Wanwan was not there. She was bored waiting and slept on the long table. When she woke up, she accidentally knocked over the ink in a corner. The ink stained her clothes and face, and ruined her life. Wan Wan put the painting on one side.

Recalling the past, Chi Heng lost his playfulness: "Mother, I'm going to practice martial arts."

She walked gracefully and briskly.

Looking at her thin and thin back, Mrs. Chi wished that the martial arts recruitment would start earlier and end earlier, so that the day-to-day practice would not hinder the child's growth.

After months of hard work and various feedings, she is still the same as before she just came back. There is not much flesh on her face, and her heart aches when she sees Zhijiao as a mother.

After putting away the [Broken Array Diagram], Mrs. Chi sat on the couch and thought about what snacks she could make.

In the martial arts field, for the remaining [-] days, what Chi Heng had to learn was to deal with the sudden plots of his opponents on the ring. As the saying goes, it is easy to hide from open spears, but difficult to defend against hidden arrows. If you want to win, you must have both offense and defense.

The days of martial arts competitions to recruit relatives advanced day by day. In order to prevent accidents, she didn't even go to Shen's house these days, and devoted herself to hard training at home.

But the accident still happened.

Eldest Master Chi was competing with others on horseback riding skills in the school grounds. At the critical moment, the horse went mad, causing the eldest son to break his leg. There was no danger of his life, but the broken leg would not be able to clear the obstacles in front of Chi Heng.

"Brother was hurt because of me." Chi Heng sat in front of the window sullenly.

"So?" Qing He asked softly.

"So..." Little General Chi swept away his frustration, and jumped up against the case: "Those who hurt elder brother will never have a better life. In tomorrow's martial arts competition, whoever dares to block me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Her fighting spirit was completely aroused, and a fire was burning in her heart.

She also wanted to know who caused the eldest brother to break his leg at this juncture, and she wrote down this grudge.

The news of Chi Ying's injury spread to Lan Shaoshi's mansion, and Lan Xianzhi drank a cup: "If it's not a good time to move the general's mansion, I must let Chi Heng feel the pain of losing his brother."

"Don't be impatient, don't spoil His Majesty's important affairs."

"Don't worry, father, tomorrow's battle will be a glorious battle for our Lan family!"

On November [-]th, the Grand General's Mansion of Zhenguo complied with the holy will to recruit relatives. On that day, the red silk was flying, and there were crowds of onlookers.

The first daughter of the Shen family was dressed in fresh clothes and a fiery red cloak. She was dressed warmer than anyone else, holding a stove in her hand. Wen Wen sat quietly beside General Shen, with an outstanding complexion, she looked more like a fairy than a girl.

If it weren't for General Shen's naturally cold face and bluffing, stretching his neck on tiptoe, there would be more people looking at Miss Shen.

Chi Heng followed his father and brother with keen eyes and saw Wanwan and her wearing the same color clothes, and he smiled instantly.

When she looked over, she just happened to catch up with Qinghe raising his eyes, his gaze intersected with each other across the crowd, and the little general smiled innocently with a row of small white teeth.

The smile didn't last long, when she saw the annoying Lan Xianzhi, she let out a cold snort from her nostrils, and Qing He's lips curved slightly when she saw someone through the door.

"General Chi."

"Master Lan."

"Please."

When everyone was seated, they noticed the displeased eyes of General Shen on the high platform, and Lan Xianzhi hurriedly withdrew her gaze, not daring to look at Miss Shen again.

In this martial arts competition, the children of various families entered the arena in an orderly manner. It was not until Zhao Qian showed up with the prince that the marriage recruitment officially started.

Originally, the Chi family had decided that Chi Ying would clear the stumbling blocks in front of Chi Heng, but the plan was disrupted.

Chi Ying fell off the horse and hurt her leg. She didn't want to miss the scene where her younger brother carried the beauty home, so she was carried over with her injured leg.

With the martial arts competition imminent, whether the injury of Young Master Chi was accidental or man-made, it is difficult for anyone to speculate.

He couldn't leave the field, and the person who assisted Chi Heng was replaced by Chi Ai, whose martial arts were not as good as Chi Ying.

At the beginning of the competition, the children of each family were eager to try. Usually they didn't see His Majesty many times, and it was rare that they had this opportunity to be caught in His Majesty's eyes. This time, they might be the next "Lan Xianzhi".

Just to ask for His Majesty's reward is enough for many people to fight for their heads and blood.

Martial arts competitions to recruit relatives, the most powerful ones are chosen to play at the back.There were two generals sitting in command at the same time, and Shen Yanen carried all the miscellaneous fish who dared to play tricks to the ring with one hand.

With the lessons learned from the past, the subsequent contests tended to be normal.

An hour later.

Chi Ai stared at the man who had won [-] consecutive victories in the arena: "Ah Chi, the second brother will go find the way for you first."

"Second brother, be careful."

"It's okay."

Chi Aiti flew to the ring with his sword, and Chi Heng sat upright, not daring to blink his eyes to watch the situation.

The second brother's martial arts is not as good as that of the eldest brother, so she is worried that he will be injured.

They wanted to get a 'Pathfinder Pioneer', and the Lan family naturally wanted it too. Everyone wanted to use their own people to defeat the opponent and end the competition early.

If the second brother wins everyone, she only needs to go through the motions and 'beat' the second brother to become the winner today.

But in her heart, she didn't want to be invincible, and in the end she was awakened by Wanwan's few words——

"What kind of gentleman do you want to be with them? You don't tire of cheating. You have a good brother who goes to the front for you. This is your good fortune. The process is not important, but the result is important. If you win, I don't need to marry others. If you lose, I will marry you later." You can't see me either."

Chi Heng clenched his fists tightly, feeling that what Wanwan said made sense.

As soon as Chi Ai came on stage, Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the throne, couldn't help but straighten his body and watch the battle.

Jiangmen Chi's family, the tiger father had no dogs, Chi Yan was lucky enough to have three sons in a row, and all three sons, none of them were cowards. The eldest son was brave, the second son was smart, and the youngest son was smart.

Zhao Qian is in poor health and has few heirs. After years of hard work, he only has one son, the prince sitting on his right hand.

Chi Ai ended the men's record of twelve victories without any risk, and won eight games in a row afterwards, which inevitably made the frail emperor scold "trash" in his heart.

Just one Chi Ai carried the prepared spears and arrows for Chi Heng. He was really a good son raised by the Chi family, and he deserved to be a brother.

He was tired of watching, without showing it on his face, casually glanced at the favorite minister on the seat who was watching with gritted teeth.

After receiving his signal, knowing that there was no way to avoid it, Lan Xianzhi got up slowly: "Lan Mou came to teach the second young master Chi's tricks!"

What Chi Ai insisted on until now was to force him to end. Seeing others standing in the ring, he took a deep breath and cheered up: "Please!"

……

"What's going on, why hasn't Second Brother defeated him yet?"

Chi Heng leaned forward, trying to make himself see more clearly, in case Lan Xianzhi, who had been unable to attack for a long time, made a dirty trick.

She took strict precautions, and Chi Yan, who was sitting on the high platform with His Majesty, was more concerned about his son's safety. He said with a smile: "I never thought that the son of the Lan family would have such abilities. Master Lan has such good jade and does not want to send good generals for the country, but Look down on this general, look down on Your Majesty?"

"The great general Zhe Shalan. Xian'er is the number one scholar handpicked by His Majesty next year. Aren't civil servants and military generals all loyal to the country? Why don't you look down on it?"

Chi Yan intentionally frightened him with words, seeing his cautious servant, he secretly sneered: Some people read the books of sages and sages, and they are flattering slaves, and they are used to pretending to be noble every day.

He concluded that Lan Jiazi's physical strength was different, and he squeezed his hands covered in his sleeves, with a smile on his face: "Where is it, this general just said casually, Master Lan is making a big deal out of a molehill."

Master Lan took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his temples.

Zhao Qian turned one eye and closed the other, satisfied with Lan Xianzhi.

"Second brother!"

Chi Heng watched helplessly as his second brother was kicked off the ring and vomited blood, so anxious that he ran over.

Chi Ai fought against Lan Xianzhi for hundreds of rounds despite his exhaustion. He had tried his best. He grabbed his younger brother's wrist tightly: "Aheng, be careful, he..."

Knowing where the second brother was defeated, Chi Heng's heart sank suddenly; "Is there such a weird method?"

"Be careful, Ah Heng."

The son, who was born in a scholarly family, has learned the art of killing well. This is the biggest strange thing in itself. He can see it, and his father and General Shen who are sitting in the top position can also see it.

Chi Heng looked towards the high platform, took one last look at Qinghe, jumped up, and came to the ring in the blink of an eye.

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. Lan Xianzhi regretted being escaped from the palm of Chi Ai by the slippery Chi Ai. He didn't want to miss it when Chi Heng came to his door. He grabbed his clothes and knelt in the direction where Zhao Qian was. , fight to the death with Young Master Chi!"

The word "life and death" came out, and there was an uproar: Why do you have to fight for life and death in the martial arts competition?

"The feud of seizing a wife is irreconcilable. Chi Heng seizes the love in my heart. I cannot tolerate it. I am willing to fight him to the death in the arena! Please allow me!"

He slammed his head down, making Shen Yanen's impersonal face turn cold.

"Ridiculous!" Chi Heng cursed angrily: "When did Qinghe's sister become your wife? You've ruined her reputation with all your nonsense, but you know the word shame?!"

Ignoring the young man's scolding battle, Zhao Qian's heart was biased, and he asked directly: "Chi Heng, are you willing to fight him?"

"Avoiding and not fighting is a coward, Chi Heng is willing!"

This battle was inevitable, and the elders of both sides had no opinion. The two signed their names in the life-and-death contract. When the word "heng" fell, she threw away the brush and waited for the order from the superintendent.

Before the word "beginning" fell to the ground, Lan Xianzhi grabbed an eighteen-jin long knife and collided with [Wan Xing].

Chi Heng used [-]% of his strength when he hit it.The long saber is a vulgar weapon, it cannot withstand the power of the Tang saber at all, the saber snapped from it in an instant, and the young man took advantage of the situation to pursue it.

In the first hand, Lan Xianzhi was caught off guard, and almost let out a breath of sulk.

Fortunately, there are weapons on both sides of the arena, he didn't dare to push it too hard, and he poured his internal energy into the weapons to bear the advantage of [Hanging Star].

"Good knife." Zhao Qian praised it.

At this time, if there is a courtier who knows how to cater to the holy will, he will definitely offer the knife on his own initiative.

But [Wan Xing] was made by Chi Yan for his daughter, not to mention that Zhao Qian is a senseless and stupid king, the chief culprit who caused the ruin of his previous family, even if he is a wise king, Chi Yan can't do this.

He pretended to be deaf, and Zhao Qian was so angry that his heart was cut off immediately, but he had to worry about the power of the general's mansion and temporarily avoid the edge.

As soon as they fought, Chi Heng and Lan Xianzhi each turned red-eyed.

In addition to her own years of painstaking practice, Lan Xian also absorbed the 30-year fruits of three martial arts masters. It sounds terrifying, but the fact is that the forcibly added internal power is chaotic and mixed, which is incomparable to what Chi Heng has accumulated over the years. Compare.

The power of a hundred years is used, but half of the power is not there.

He was exhausted by Chi Ai before, Chi Ai was slippery enough, and Chi Heng was even more cunning!

After fighting for a long time, without even touching the corner of his clothes, Lan Xian's breath became disordered.

He suddenly became evil, and lowered his voice: "Chi Heng, do you know who bought the murderer to intercept you when you were traveling? How did your elder brother fall off the horse?

It's a pity, originally your second brother was also doomed, but he was alert and escaped from my grasp in advance when he sensed something was wrong.

You signed a life-and-death contract with me, but you can't even fight me head-on, what a coward!For no reason, you have fallen into the prestige of the generals of the Chi family!Just relying on you, you still want to marry Shen Qinghe?Tell you, she is mine! "

"dream!"

Chi Ai could see clearly from below that Lan Xian's blindness to anger Ah Heng was to use the same trick to absorb Ah Heng's internal energy again. It is rare for this child to have strange internal skills. Once he gets close, Ah Heng will be in danger.

But if he didn't get close, he couldn't hurt Ah Heng, and Ah Heng couldn't hurt him either, so he was in a dilemma.

"According to elder brother, what should Ah Heng do?"

Young Master Chi sat on a stretcher and watched the battle; "I remember going out for a trip two years ago, and accidentally learned that there is a forbidden law in Jianghu, which is to absorb people's internal energy for personal use.

This method hurts the peace of heaven, how can there be a once and for all method in the world?

The internal strength of the human body is limited, unless the talent is very high, the muscles and veins are broad and different from ordinary people, otherwise it is difficult to escape the backlash of overdose.

You can see that his eyebrows are in a state of madness, and the veins on his forehead are ferocious, and he is afraid that he is about to reach his limit.He is not greedy enough, why not push the boat along with the current, if you can't kill him, then support him to death. "

"Huh? Ah Heng started to attack me close?"

"Good time!" Lan Xianzhi shouted.

It was too late and then too fast, trying to get injured, Chi Heng used pure yang energy to protect his heart veins, and let the yin and cold air flow through his veins.

The cold poison spread along the blood, and Lan Xianzhi was accidentally frozen by the cold air, his limbs were all cold, and his body became stiff.

The cold air was poisonous, he didn't dare to fight, and was about to retreat, when the cold light shone, taking advantage of his inconvenient movement, the Tang knife pierced straight into the heart, and the emperor's favorite minister's blood spattered on the spot!