Ying Guangmo laughed loudly and said that Lin would not reveal too much information to her. She only said that the young master of the Gao family looks just like you. I believe she will be willing to cooperate with you to finish this play. play.
Sure enough, it’s all a routine!
Yi Jing had to sigh that Ying Guangmo was the emperor of a country after all, and he really didn't expect this method!
In this case, there is nothing more to say. I agree to go to Zhongzhou after this matter is settled. The limelight there should probably dissipate, and most of the geniuses who entered the mysterious space are almost back!
Yi Jing's eyes couldn't stop being excited when he thought of those monsters from all the major states!
Qingya Xiaozhu, according to what Ying Guangmo said, the first thing Gao Qiu did when he got up in the morning was to paint. Yi Jing once asked Ying Guangmo why, but he laughed and said nothing.
In fact, maybe he doesn't have any special thoughts. The first ray of sunshine in the morning seems to make him feel proud and paint freely.
As the soul level rises, the traces from his paintings seem to be endowed with spirituality, making people want to enter his paintings and become the subjects of the paintings at a glance.
At the grand temple gathering, Yi Jing received an invitation from Ying Jiangmo, asking him to come to Tingfengxuan to have a drink together.
Ying Jiangmo is naturally Gao Qiu's good friend and Ying Weiwei's brother. The current prince of this country is naturally just cooperating.
Tingfengxuan was a romantic place, but Ying Jiangmo liked the little songs played and sung by businesswomen there, and he couldn't forget to go there. He would lie drunk and play the flute almost every day.
Since agreeing to Ying Guangmo, Yi Jing has been looking like he has been doing nothing else for three days except for writing poems and painting and traveling alone. For this reason, Ying Jiangmo always teased him and said: If you still remember who you are, you will never visit Tingfengxuan again.
The wind at night is very gentle, graceful and spiritual, like an innocent girl laughing beside me.
Yi Jing did not go directly to Tingfengxuan. Instead, he came to the bridge and watched the bustling crowds chatting, guessing lantern riddles and making wishes under the wishing tree.
Whenever he sees a pair of couples walking out of the Yuelao Temple with smiles on their faces, a smile will appear on his lips.
At some point, Tingfengxuan heard the faint and weeping voice of a businesswoman. Yi Jing looked at the top of Tingfengxuan with a sighing expression. This song was different from the Qingqingzi chants sung passively by businesswomen in the past, and it lingered in my heart.
The song is full of endless pain and sorrow, as well as nostalgia and remembrance of the homeland.
It is said that the Sang Kingdom was destroyed by Ying Guangmo ten years ago. All the royal family of the Sang Kingdom were killed, and the beautiful businesswomen were also brought back as trophies.
Yi Jing could not forget that look burning with hatred. He doesn't like to force others, and he knows what she said about returning to Sangguo, and he will never be a human being! What means!
War is indeed disgusting. It is synonymous with evil and a tool used by those in power to satisfy their selfish desires. They never care about the feelings of others.
But who can control the real world
When Yi Jing climbed to the top of Tingfeng Pavilion, he saw Ying Jiang Mozheng and several well-known talents toasting and drinking happily. Seeing his arrival, the talents all started to greet him, "Brother Gao, don't come Nothing?"
Yi Jing returned the favor with a smile, "Thanks to your concern, my life is pretty decent."
His words made everyone laugh.
Yi Jing took his seat, and Ying Jiangmo filled a glass for him personally, "I'll punish you for coming so late."
The crowd booed, but he smiled like the wind, "I'm willing to be punished."
He held the cup and drank it all in one gulp, and everyone applauded.
Facing his indifferent and elegant expression, Ying Jiangmo couldn't help but pat his forehead, "I asked you not to be like this all day long. No, it should be all year round."
Yi Jing's expression remained unchanged and he nodded to him. He cheered, picked up the wine in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.
"Snapped-"
Ying Jiangmo snapped his fingers.
The singing and piano music behind the thin green gauze curtain stopped, and a pair of delicate bare hands parted the thin curtain, revealing the delicate face of a businesswoman without any makeup on before everyone's eyes.
Her bright eyes stared at Ying Jiangmo, "Shang Nu has met all the gentlemen leisurely."
Ying Jiangmo motioned for her to come over, and she nodded meekly, walked to the table, knelt down, and poured wine for everyone.
"What does this girl look like?" Ying Jiangmo looked around, and the talented people all praised her, and they kept praising her for a while. His eyes turned to Yi Jing again, "How is this girl?"
Yi Jing smiled and said, "Skeleton."
He was puzzled, "Why?"
Yi Jing did not answer, but with a casual stroke, a ray of soul power swept towards his back.
"ah!"
The merchant girl screamed and fell to the ground, one hand fell to her side, and there was a magic weapon dagger flashing nearby.
Her face was pale, one hand covered the wound, and she glared at Ying Jiangmo angrily, "Shameless thief, I can't kill you today, and I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost in the future!"
Ying Jiangmo's face was cold, and people who knew him well knew that this was a sign of his anger.
Tingfengxuan's boss Ben was waiting outside. He knew something was wrong when he heard the shouts inside. When he walked in and saw the situation on the ground, he immediately sweated like rain, "The villain is here."
Ying Jiangmo played with the wine glass and said calmly, "How many businesswomen are there in this shop?"
The boss knelt on the ground and his body was like chaff, "Go back to Your Highness, there are twenty-five businesswomen."
"Twenty-five..."
He threw the cup to the ground casually, "Kill them all."
The boss responded tremblingly, and found someone to carry the nearly fainting businesswoman out, and then cleaned up the mess on the ground.
Ying Jiangmo toasted to Yi Jing, "You saved my life again."
Yi Jing drank it all and said with a smile, "This is what I should do."
Ying Jiangmo put down his wine glass and said to several talented people who were sitting upright, "I have disturbed everyone's enjoyment today."
The talented people waved their hands hurriedly, "I'm serious, I'm extremely proud to be invited, how can I ruin the fun?"
He laughed loudly and said, "That's good. Let's stop the gathering here for the time being. Today is a grand event in the temple. Please do as you please."
The talented men quickly stood up and left.
After everyone left, they were the only two people left in Nuo Da's room.
Ying Jiangmo played with the wine glass and looked at Yi Jing, whose face was as warm as the wind, "Am I too cruel?"
Yi Jing stood up, walked to the balcony with a cup in hand, and responded in a low voice, "A king should have the bearing of a king. However, I think Ying Weiwei still hopes that you can be a kind king in the future."
Ying Jiangmo came to his side, looked at the sea of people laughing and laughing below and sighed, "Little sister, do you really think that? But it's not that easy. Power can easily corrupt people. I have had supreme power since I was a child, so You should be very clear about my style of doing things."
"I want to ask, if I become a heinous and cruel monarch in the future, will you still help me?"
Yi Jing drank the wine in the glass, turned around and patted him on the shoulder, "Everyone has the most precious things or people, as long as they don't touch them."
Ying Jiangmo smiled and punched him, "I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who dares to threaten me like this."
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Yi Jing doesn't have much sympathy for the daughter of Shang after what happened today. If Qin had been defeated ten years ago, who can guarantee that the Sang royal family would not have treated the daughter of Qin like this...
After all, human nature reflects each other.
No poverty, no wealth!
There is no good or evil!
Without prisoners, what is a king
The night is deep, the moonlight is brighter, and the silver light is spreading all over the world. The souls of lovers and concubines are lingering under the flowers. The bustling temple gatherings have long since disappeared, and everything is so quiet and peaceful.
Yi Jing sat on the top of Tingfeng Pavilion and poured himself a drink. Ying Jiangmo had already fallen asleep on the table. As the future supreme being, he seems to be enveloped in endless loneliness, and perhaps only he can feel the chill that pierces his heart.
When a person stands on the top of a mountain, it is extremely cold.
Ying Guangmo sent someone to report that the girl Ying Weiwei had indeed sneaked out again. He would seize the opportunity and try his best to escape. There was really no way!
Yi Jing made it clear and would go find her to cooperate in this play. As for the hungry ancestor, Yi Jing still had no idea!
But if Gao Qiu's identity can really be used, it would be great if we could get some skills from the ancestor...
More than thirty miles away from the royal city, there is Taisui Mountain, where the royal family of Sang Kingdom was once executed.
Later, the people nearby said that it was haunted, and people often heard the faint crying of women coming from the mountain. For this reason, the people did not dare to go out at night.
Under the blurred moonlight, there are jagged and strange rocks everywhere, a few dead old trees swaying in the wind, and dense dead branches swaying left and right like a group of demons dancing, which is extremely scary.
Ying Weiwei stared blankly at the unfamiliar surroundings. The night wind blew, and she couldn't help but shudder. What the hell is this place? Why did I get lost
Damn it, I was caught this time, I don’t know if Yi Jing went to Yuecheng!
As she gritted her teeth and muttered, she heard an unusual noise. She frowned and looked, "Where is this?"
Ying Weiwei patted her disheveled head in distress, her mind was very confused at the moment. She tapped her brow gently and thought hard. Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the bright moon in the sky.
No one responded, it seemed like an illusion!
It was so bizarre to be lost alone in this strange environment in the dead of night!
"Did I sleepwalk? And then I came here?"
After thinking for a long time, Ying Weiwei found a reason that seemed reasonable.
After thinking about this, he stopped panicking and turned around and walked down the mountain. But as soon as he took a step, there was a crisp sound under his feet.
Click—
This is the sound of broken bones!
Ying Weiwei was not unfamiliar with this voice. She thought she had heard it frequently in the Taekwondo gym.
She lowered her head curiously, and then saw a scene that she would never forget: beneath her feet was a gray headless skeleton, and her feet were stuck in the skeleton's chest!
"ah!"
Even Ying Weiwei's big nerves couldn't withstand such a fright. She immediately jumped up and down and ran far away, stopping at a seemingly flat place.
When she looked back, a layer of white sweat suddenly appeared on her back.
I saw that the place where I was standing just now was full of gray headless corpses, scattered on the ground.
There is also a hazy mountain of bones nearby, full of human skulls!