"There is a sword gate in front of you, and a sharp blade on top of your head. The Weihou people lie safely in it. You really have the style of an ancient knight, haha." Lu Zhiyan squinted one eye and looked at Feng Zhiwei, and a slight flicker of light flashed in his eyes. With a look of helplessness and regret, he suddenly sighed, stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, I know you want to let me let you go with those three conditions, bring them, there are two left."
"Ah... I missed Jingzhou so carelessly... It's a pity... It's a pity..." Feng Zhiwei sighed slowly, took out the piece of paper with the seal of Changning Fan, and handed it over, "The first request is to let us out. "
Lu Zhiyan suddenly retracted his hands, folded his hands on his chest, squinted his peach eyes, turned his head to look at Feng Zhiwei, and said slowly: "I suddenly felt, why do I have to retract one by one, because you restrained me?" What? Why can’t these three cards be taken back at once?”
"Oh?" Feng Zhi looked at him with a smile, "Why do you take it back at once?"
"For example." Lu Zhiyan smiled, showing his white teeth. He looked like a peach-eyed fox just now, but now he looks like a peach-eyed wolf. "Speed up that knife a little bit, and cut you off. When you become corpses, Wouldn't things be taken back?"
He winked slyly, and said: "I promised to give you three demands, but I didn't say that I can't take it back like this. Are you right?"
"You really want to kill me?" Feng Zhiwei looked at him interestingly, "Have you thought about how to deal with the aftermath?"
Lu Zhiyan turned his head to look around, flicked his fingers on the wall, and said leisurely in the echo of Qingyue's pig iron: "This room is a movable room that can be disassembled, right? After you are dead, this room can probably be turned into a The iron coffin, containing the corpses of Tiansheng's envoys, appeared anywhere in the wilderness of Jincheng. Let our regent worry about the rest. It is best for Tiansheng to be angry and send troops to attack. Hehe, how happy is it to completely settle the old grievances from twenty years ago?"
"What a joy! So you, Changning Fan, fish in troubled waters, or start a new one. In short, it is best for Tiansheng and Xiliang not to form an alliance. The more chaotic the better, the chaotic, only someone can benefit from the fisherman." Feng Zhiwei applauded, "A wishful thinking wishful thinking."
"Praise." Lu Zhiyan bowed gracefully, looking like an aristocrat.
"Then let's do it like this." Feng Zhiwei squatted under the desk, the long knife had already reached the desk, the tip of the knife pierced countless holes in the desk, and it might pierce the top of her head soon, she didn't even look at it , very sincerely said, "However, I would like to advise you, when you prepare an iron coffin for us, remember to prepare one for yourself."
"What do you mean?" Lu Zhiyan squinted at her.
"A person with arrogant self-importance can survive today, but not tomorrow." Feng Zhiwei said flatly, "You have underestimated others, so naturally you have to pay the price."
Lu Zhiyan didn't speak, the corners of his lips curled up, but his expression became a bit more serious. This person is also a smart person, and he knew who Feng Zhiwei was referring to.
"The regent is ambitious and maintains good relations with everyone. Tiansheng, Changning Fan, and even Dayue are now gathered in Jincheng. The regent is trying to find the most reliable ally among them. This is a bold attempt and a risky move. "Feng Zhi smiled and said, "Since he dared to do this, how could he not guard against the three parties fighting each other and harming Xiliang? I think, if you really attack us here today, Tiansheng will ask the culprit Well, the regent will find a way to hand you over tomorrow—you are now in Xiliang, not Changning."
Lu Zhiyan sneered, although he was still disdainful, his expression was no longer as casual as before.
"Besides, Lu Rui may not be willing to take on this trouble. As a close friend of the Prince Regent, he may not have any good intentions in notifying you today." Feng Zhi smiled, and said casually, "Okay, Fourth Prince , don’t waste time here, even you know that you can’t kill us today, want to see me beg for mercy? Forget it.”
Lu Zhiyan stroked his chin, looked at her with great interest, and suddenly said: "Has anyone ever said that you are actually quite domineering?"
Feng Zhiwei replied softly: "Everyone praises me for my benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness, gentleness, respectfulness and thrift."
"Haha." Lu Zhiyan laughed dryly, and suddenly said: "During the banquet in Changping Palace, did you go to the balcony of the water pavilion in the main hall of Changping Palace?"
"Is there a terrace there?" Feng Zhiwei was surprised, "If I had known there was a terrace, I would have gone there for a rest. The main hall was full of noise, and my mind is still buzzing."
Lu Zhiyan glanced at her suspiciously, thinking that he could never get a reliable answer from the expression on this person's face, so he sighed and spread his hands.
Feng Zhiwei took out a scroll with Changning's seal on it, and handed it over.
Lu Zhiyan was a little bit unwilling and thankful, and reached out to pick it up through the knife door.
The moment his fingertips were about to touch the scroll.
Feng Zhiwei suddenly flashed his finger, grabbed Lu Zhiyan's finger, and pulled it in!
Lu Zhiyan's attention was all on the scroll, how could he prevent this person from making a sudden attack at this time after some negotiation, being pulled by this, his arm was immediately pulled into the knife door!
The knife door was touched, and immediately began to stagger and sink!
Seeing that Lu Zhiyan's arms were about to be divided by the elbows!
"Crack."
There was a muffled sound of the machine spring, and the staggered two knives stopped suddenly when they were only a few millimeters away from Lu Zhiyan's elbow!
"Snapped."
Suddenly, a drop of water fell on the ground—beads of cold sweat rolled down Lu Zhiyan's forehead.
"Ha ha."
The short laughter came from Feng Zhiwei, without the trepidation that the victim should have, she stared at the side of the knife door, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, someone is controlling it." With a flick of her finger, a piece of gravel flew away. It came out, and it was stuck at the place where the previous "click" sound came out. The knife door shook and then did not move.
When the knife door swayed, Lu Zhiyan was so shocked that he was covered in cold sweat again, but Feng Zhiwei had already smiled and pulled the scroll back from his stiff fingers, and said softly: "Such a precious thing is wasted on For such a small matter, I can't bear it." While stuffing the things back into his arms calmly, he calmly pushed Lu Zhiyan's hand away, and took her Young Master Gu across the sword gate leisurely, before leaving I still remember patting Lu Zhiyan who was standing there in a daze, leaning close to his ear, and said with a smile: "Oh, little lord, actually the terrace is quiet and cool, it's really nice."