[comprehensive] superior skills

The blood on the floor tiles had been cleaned up, and the still warm body was dragged by the servants to make fertilizer.

The man in black who shot before stood quietly behind the woman, his clothes were not stained with blood, and a pair of murderous hands hung obediently on both sides of his slender and powerful thighs.

In just a few breaths, five lurking Japanese spies were missing from the hall, and a pair of astonished Han officials were added.

However, the reason why the old eunuch and the military general changed their colors was not because the mere five Japanese thieves died, but because at the moment when the palace was full of killing spirit, the general's gray hair and temples that were stained with wind and frost were also like After the ice and snow melt, the revived spring willows spit out tender shoots.

Except for the man who was bent on killing, everyone was taken away by the general who had been resurrected for 20 years.

Even the old eunuch couldn't help staring at Qi Shaobao who was ordered to accompany him to sea, if not for his irreplaceable majesty, he would almost suspect that this was another son of the Qi family.

"The rumors are true, King Sai Yan really has a book of life and death in charge of the world."

Lu Xiaofeng was amazed in his heart, but couldn't help but look at the peerless beauty with a cinnabar mole on her brow, her eyes without any evil thoughts fell from her white hair hanging around her shoulders to the python pattern leather whip wrapped around her waist .

"I was negligent for a while, and treated the distinguished guest slowly."

There was no sincerity in what the hostess said, but at this moment the only few living people in the temple didn't care about such trivial matters.

"Palace Master."

It was the old eunuch who couldn't help it first, "Our family has the emperor's order and dare not delay, so I ask the palace master to resign."

He was indeed eager to return to the capital, and even more eager to present the living rejuvenated man before the emperor.

Although the first encounter with the Jingu was not a good fortune, but this adventure was enough to explain to the emperor.

Thinking that he, an eunuch, was lucky enough to fulfill a grand long-cherished wish that even Xu Fu, who had placed high hopes on the first emperor, could not achieve, the excitement in his heart was incomparable even if he found the lost treasure.

"Please."

As if he had expected it long ago, Song Ci clapped his hands again, "On the first day of the new year, send two guests out to sea."

The servant who had led the way for Lu Xiaofeng and the other two came slowly from outside the hall, holding a flat and round brocade box in his hand, "This is the Longxiao Palace Earth Ritual, as a farewell gift to those who are destined."

The old eunuch bowed to take it, only to find that the outside of the brocade box was wrapped in a layer of cold gauze that was not slippery.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately thought of the legendary crocodile silk that is worth hundreds of gold without getting wet in the water.

What made the old eunuch even more curious was what kind of parting gift was worth dressing up with such precious treasures.

But the answer to this mystery that made him itch could only be left to the emperor to reveal when he returned to Beijing.

After saying goodbye, the old eunuch pretending to be calm and Qi Shaobao, who seemed to be floating in the clouds, were sent to the surface of the sea by the servants.

Now only Lu Xiaofeng and his friends are left in Longxiao Palace, and a sleepy thief has to be hunted down.

"Are you here to enjoy the scenery?"

Song Ci glanced lightly at the three men with their own merits, "If you miss the tide, I'm afraid you will stay in Longxiao Palace forever."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled brightly and said: "If you can be lucky enough to be next to such a peerless beauty as the palace master in such a fairyland, it may be the luck that many people dream of."

"Does the guest not know that nothing in this world is unchangeable. When luck is exhausted, good luck may also become bad luck."

Song Ci also said with a smile: "After all, besides a mistress, this Longxiao Palace also has many exotic flowers and plants with strange temperaments, and they also like living people very much, especially when they can swallow those people into their stomachs. "

Suddenly remembering that he had already had a full meal and that Sikong Zhaixing was lucky enough to survive, Lu Xiaofeng was suddenly at a loss for words.

But he is not a person who is easy to admit defeat. He pointed at the man in black standing behind the hostess like a shadow guard, "Then what about this ninth son? From my point of view, he is neither the Dragon Silk Palace The distinguished guests are not nourishment in the flower pond, but they still stand here."

Song Ci tilted his head and glanced at Gong Jiu, whose face remained unchanged, "The reason he can stay is because he lost himself to me as a bet."

Living alone in a huge palace is unavoidably lonely, Song Ci played role-playing games after being bored.

She found out the costumes she collected many years ago when she and the housekeeper attended the training class of the Drama Academy. Her face was painted with ever-changing makeup that was sometimes beautiful and sometimes seductive.

As for Gong Jiu, it is because since the day they met 20 years ago, he will persevere in launching new challenges to Song Ci every other year, and he will never give up even after repeated defeats.

Really didn't know what to do with the eldest son, Song Ci deliberately asked him to act with him, hoping to take the opportunity to scare people away.

But let her do thousands of calculations but forget that there is a kind of person in this world who is different.Ever since she inadvertently took out a python whip three years ago, she was destined to never get rid of Gong Jiu, a torturer.

"You bet on swords?"

Ximen Chuuxue stared intently at the saber on the edge of the throne.

"I also bet on everything you can think of." Song Ci replied.

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "Swords are used to kill people, not to gamble."

His words were like hailstorms sweeping from an extremely cold place, instantly turning the hall, which was as warm as spring, into an eerie chill like an ice cellar.

"The murder sword in your hand is sure to take over my bet sword?"

Song Ci smiled lightly, and leaned lazily on the backrest, "Come and tell me these things on the day you can walk with a sword."

Her words clearly expressed one thing, the rules are made by the strong, and those who are unable to fight are not qualified to ask for more.

Hearing this, Ximen Chuuxue's pale fingers clenched the scabbard tightly, "At most ten years, I will definitely fight with you."

I thought that the only opponent in the world worthy of drawing my sword would be Ye Gucheng, the master of Feixian Island, but who would have thought that there is one person in this world who is not even qualified to draw a sword.

He is not afraid of death, but he is not willing to miss the opportunity to comprehend the pinnacle of kendo.

If there is anything in the future that is worth everything, it is the highest state that Palace Master Longxiao said, using Qi to control the sword.

Feeling the raging fighting spirit in Sword God, Song Ci gently touched Gong Jiu, who was still concentrating on playing the death guard, with a whip, "I've been waiting for him for 20 years, and I don't mind waiting another ten years .”

"What about you?"

She turned her head to the man with four eyebrows and said, "Is it because of the promise many years later?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, "I don't have any more time to waste. I think so do my friends."

He had never been sure that he would be able to retreat completely when facing Ximen Chuuxue's sword edge, and it was even more so now that he was facing an opponent of another realm.

Fortunately, he still has two fingers to use, two consonant fingers with infinite changes.

Song Ci asked again: "What do you want? Or, what steps can you take to realize your long-cherished wish?"

Everyone who came to Longxiao Palace had unknown ambitions.

Over the years, she has been used to seeing greedy people whose hearts are far uglier than their faces. They are either seeking money or power, and there is no shortage of idiots who try to occupy the magpie's nest.

The only similarity is that everyone is cold-blooded enough and never willing to sacrifice for others.

She really wanted to know if the famous prodigal son in front of her was willing to do anything for her friend.

Lu Xiaofeng took a step forward, "I have heard that the palace master likes to gamble with others, but I am a person who is very afraid of death. It is also said in Jianghu that as long as you can provide the best cook and the best special skills, you will have the opportunity to look forward to it." Come to the palace lord to take a look. Lu Mou only knew how to drink and have fun all his life, but he happened to have the most magical two fingers in the world."

He put his index fingers together in front of his eyes, "I would like to exchange a single finger with my unique skill for a pill that can restore the light to people's eyes."

His words were plain, but they impacted the hearts of everyone present like waves of water.

In the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue, Lu Xiaofeng is a rare and unrestrained and unrestrained outlier in the world. How could a person who is not swayed by the desire for power risk his life to come to Longxiao Palace where the future is uncertain?

Unless there is a reason for him to come, the appearance of Huamanlou is enough to explain everything.

Until now, Ximen Chuuxue had to admit that he still misjudged him.

What do Jianghu people value most?

Family wealth, fame, or a beautiful wife and young children?

In fact, every quack who walks on the tip of the knife has already given a common answer in the life-and-death struggle, and that is their life-saving skills.

Just like Ximen Chuuxue never knew how to untie his sword, without Wushuang's consonant finger, would Lu Xiaofeng still be the original Lu Xiaofeng?

He may still be alive, but he is half dead.

A person is willing to exchange half his life for a friend's eyes, this is what really moves Ximen Chuuxue.

Also shocking is Huamanlou.

He originally thought that after Ximen Chuixue made a ten-year agreement, Lu Xiaofeng would give up his original plan in spite of the difficulties.

It was only now that he understood what Lu Xiaofeng's promise in the sea represented.

It is like a heavy boulder falling on Huamanlou's chest, but it does not suppress the pain, it only makes the blood surging between the heart valves more powerful.

Song Ci imitated the way the visitor put his fingers together and looked back and forth, "I have a good understanding. It turns out that it is Lu Xiaofeng, Master Lu who is well-known in the martial arts world."

She suddenly looked at Hua Manlou who had never said a word, "Why is your friend blind?"

Lu Xiaofeng replied: "When I was seven years old, I was disabled due to an injury."

Although he did not reveal the past of the Hua family, but only briefly mentioned it, but others could hear how dangerous the situation was from these short words.

Song Ci sighed, "A person who won't even let a seven-year-old child go, really doesn't deserve to live."

She went on to ask: "Since your friend only hurt his eyes, why didn't he even say a word? Could it be that he broke his throat later and became dumb?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, "He's not dumb."

Song Ciqi said: "You are willing to use your unique skills to seek medicine for him, but he is so indifferent. Are you really friends?"

Lu Xiaofeng let out a long sigh, "It is precisely because we are very good friends that he refuses to speak. How can a person who is so considerate that he is reluctant to hurt even flowers and plants have the heart to watch his best friend sacrifice for himself?" Woolen cloth?"

"In that sense, you are indeed true friends. Rare, rare."

After Song Ci praised it, the topic changed, "Can you catch Ximen Chuuxue's sword?"

Lu Xiaofeng replied honestly: "Only a half chance."

Song Ci laughed after listening, "Then what do you think this half chance is for me?"

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, and after a while he opened his mouth and said, "It's useless."

Song Ci smiled happily, "Then why should I waste time learning a martial art that is useless to me?"

She walked down the jade steps slowly, carefully sizing up Lu Xiaofeng with a pale face, "But besides those two fingers, there are two things on your body that are worth exchanging."

"What?" Lu Xiaofeng asked suspiciously.

He really can't think of anything in himself that is more valuable than a consonant finger.

Song Ci wiped his upper lip with his fingers in a serious manner, "Young Master Lu, you may have forgotten that besides those two fingers, you are most famous in Jianghu, and you also have four eyebrows."

Lu Xiaofeng's face became even more bitter, "Palace Master is joking?"

This time it was Song Ci who shook his head, "I never joke. Two eyebrows for two eyes, isn't this a good deal?"

Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to respond against his will: "I also think it's a good deal."

Hearing his insincere words, even Hua Manlou couldn't help smiling.

This smile is like a hundred flowers blooming, and like the lingering sound left by the breeze blowing through the bamboo sea, it is so fresh and pleasant.

Song Ci stared at the corner of his raised mouth, "It seems that you can't wait to see Lu Xiaofeng who only has two eyebrows."

Hua Manlou followed the sound and turned his gaze, "I think that must be an unforgettable scene."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and smiled wryly, "Even Hua Manlou said the same thing, I'm afraid another friend of mine won't object."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't even look at him, "When you first brought trouble to me, I wanted to shave off your mustache."

He has always been reluctant to say too much, and now it is extremely rare to be able to say so much in one breath.

At some point, Gong Jiu came behind Song Ci and said coldly, "This subordinate is willing to do the work for the Palace Master."

Anyone who has seen him gouge out his heart with his bare hands will not doubt the result of those ten pale pink nails sliding across his face.

Not to mention the two small eyebrows, even the skull can be pulled out.

Lu Xiaofeng might be able to catch his finger knife, but he didn't dare to take the risk of disobeying the order of the master of Longxiao Palace, especially when the life and death of the two friends are in the hands of others.

Even though the hostess seemed to be easy to talk to, who among the strange people in the Jianghu was not deviant, arrogant and uninhibited, especially the woman in front of her, who could be called the strangest of the strangest, should not be underestimated.

So he could only fondle the mustache under the bridge of his tall nose with nostalgia and regret, and sigh in his heart that he won't be able to see them for a while.

Under the burning eyes of the other four people, Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, intending to use the unparalleled consonant finger to complete the trivial matter of shaving.

Unexpectedly, just as his finger was about to touch the Yingxiang acupoint, it was held by another warm jade hand that was as fast as lightning.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the other party suspiciously, "Why did the palace master stop me?"

Song Ci lightly parted his lips with a half-smile, "Because all I want from the beginning to the end is the other two eyebrows."

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