Marriage of the Di Daughter

Yin Zhan did not speak, picked up the wine altar and saluted Ji Zhan at a distance. He raised his head and drank the wine clean.

Ji Xiao smiled and drank a glass. His actions were elegant and distinct from his exuberant grandeur. There are two very different styles, but there is a strange fit.

“Yin Zhuoli should be ready to start his army.” After a drink, Ji Ji laid down her drink and asked carelessly: “Let me think tonight, besides me, you have a queen in the palace, the emperor is like a tiger with teeth pulled out, let you set it up. Yin Zhili started in Qingzhou, taking the Great River as the boundary. Even if you can't take Yan Jing for the time being, you can set up a new dynasty as South Yan. I just don't know what the seal name of King Xiasheng is. Is the emperor made by King Xiasheng, or by Yinzhi Li? ”

Yin Zhan's face remained the same. "If I were alive, I'd do it. If I die, my son will do it! ”

“Well, guess what, you're dead or alive tonight? ”

His tail was still gentle and he was the only one in the atmosphere with swords drawn and crossbows. Yin Zhan said: "What do you think? ”

“Before I left, I glimpsed a gossip that said that there was no need for post-blessings in the Great Undead.” Ji Xiao understated: “At least I don't have to die tonight, I see. ”

Yin Zhan laughed: “Su Guo customarily believed. ”

There are dozens of ambushes in this red building tonight. But even if they knew it was a trap, they both had to come willingly. Because only if they bait each other and take risks will they be able to get close to each other. And the only reason for taking any risk is to put each other to death. As long as they're alive, they can't feel comfortable with each other.

Spike the nail in your eye and pull it off. If you don't pull it out, you're dead. Worst of all, it can only be two losses, both of which are lost.

Yu Ji walked out of the account and sang back: “Look at the king sleeping well in the account. I am out of the account and sad. Step forward and stand still in the wild suburbs, and look up at the moonlight. Look at the clouds, the sunny skies, the ice wheels, the sunshine and autumn! ”

Ji Li raised his glass and looked at the wine in his hand. "If I don't die, I will kill the King of Xiashin tonight. Then the Empress's life threatens Yin Li. Yin Li throws herself into the net and then Yin Li. And your hosts, those who surrender, will return, and those who do not surrender, will not perish. ”

“The Su Guo is too young to think too easily. With my life I have opened the way for my son. I will not throw myself into the net because of the Queen. Besides, you underestimate Zoca.” He sighed, as if a good elder had heard the words of an unknown and shallow minor, half laughing and half explaining, “As for the soldiers and horses of my family, none of them came down. ”

“That would be easier.” Ji Xiao smiled lightly, "I will kill you first, then the queen, then Yinzhi Li, and finally 100,000 Yin soldiers. ”

“Lord Su Guo is careful to kill too much sin. ”

Ji Xiaomei picked out, “So what? I'm a tough guy. ”

Silence in this regard.

Yin Zhan opened another pot of new wine and poured it on his back.

Yu Ji sang a long voice: “I thought to myself in this room and heard Chu national anthem in the enemy camp. Oops, stay! How come there's a Chu national anthem inside the enemy building? What's the reason? I think there must be something strange about this, and the King knows about it. ”

From the second floor, a few pearls fell on the fan and continued to land in the emerald porcelain bowl. The pearl is lined with jade and brilliant.

Yin Zhan smiled. "No, drink! ”

Ji Xiao picked up the bottle.

One is elegant, one is haughty, one is accommodating and one is arrogant. It is also a good sight, full of guests quiet, as if the world were suddenly silent, only the people on the stage, tirelessly performing a sad divorce.

This is an ambush assassination that has been known for a long time. We both know that each other has a backhand, but we just don't know when to start and when to end it.

Until Yin Zhan drank the last glass of wine, he held the bar single-handedly and smiled beautifully, as if he were still the brave General Zhaode on the sand, but at that moment...

He rushed towards Ji Xiao!

Ji Zheng seemed to have noticed a long time ago, put the folding fan motion in motion and even took the chair backwards to avoid the fierce knife!

In that instant, full of guests, shooting the case, soldier pong, each in a group. In the middle are Yin Zhan and Ji Qian, one with a rough coat and one with a red coat. Nobody can do anything about it.

The weapon is a knife. The knife looks extremely heavy. The handle of the knife engraves a lukewarm wolf head, but when it is waved by him, it is as light as a feather. He couldn't see the golden wire folding fan of Ji Qian. "Nephew, your weapon smells a little too fatty! ”

Ji Xiao smiled lightly: "Just use it.” The fan closing room swept past Yin Zhan's side. Yin Zhan's face suddenly added a trace of blood.

He erased the bloodstain with no concern and said, "This darkness is poisonous! ”

“After all, Uncle Shi's despicable, parents have taught, and you dare not take it lightly to be a nephew.” Ji Lazy replied.

The knife is as silver and snow, and the lining of the wolf's head is also quite lethal, about because it was followed by a sword that had been on the battlefield, under which countless dead souls were laid, and the knife was also wicked by the fierce god. However, the knife entangled a gorgeous fan, the blade wounded people, the fan also wounded people, a few rounds against each other, both wearing colors.

The plays under the stage are singing, "Princess, you know that! The former, the heroes of each road fight each other, and the lone family can wipe out one place and occupy another. Nowadays, all roadmen and horses are attacking together; this army is running out of food, and it cannot be defended; 8,000 children's soldiers, though fierce and strong, how can they be dispersed; lonely soldiers battle the thief, victory and defeat is uncertain. Oh, the princess! Depending on the situation, it's your day and mine! ”

Pearls in a green bowl, gold in a silver plate. Yin Zhan sighed and saw over the red building. After several bead curtains, dozens of soldiers in armour jumped out. "“ Uncle Shi is despicable and sincere, "said Ji Xiao. ”

“The waves behind the Yangtze River pushed forward," Yin Zhan also said: “The soldiers are not tired of fraud. Look at the knife! ”

Ji Xiao also laughed. He laughed as if he were sarcastic. He saw the young man on the floor, inside the bead curtain, and appeared full of jade bands.

He's got a kill move. Why doesn't he try it?

Yen Zhan's face did not look too unexpected, as if this moment had already been anticipated. They both know exactly what the other person wants to do, but who's luckier and who's harder. Ji Xiao is harsh, and Yin Zhan tastes nothing. How can he taste a soft heart when he can betray his own flesh and blood and kill his brothers and friends?

Above the red tower, the sound of a sword suddenly filled. Those blooming red candles, all dumped on the ground, and the snow-white wool carpet, were already covered in human blood. Corpses fly across, flesh and blood. And the two men in the middle, the knife, they die, they die.

“After all, my nephew lived decades less than I did.” Yin Zhan laughed: “Even though you're brilliant, you're a little softer. ”

“Each other,” Ji Xiao smiled softly, "compared to me, as if you had more soft ribs. ”

Yin Zhan's smile is slightly stiff, his soft ribs, Lin Zoujia is his soft ribs. Yin Zhili is also his soft rib. Indeed, he had many soft ribs. By comparison, Ji Zheng was heartless, and there was no one close to him. Even though he was his only grandfather, he didn't make out. Maybe one more ginger pear today, but it's also a gamble, and no one knows how much ginger pear is worth.

He hopes to kill Ji Xiao, the existence of Ji Xiao, is too great a threat to Yinzhi Li. Just kill Ji Xiao, Hung Xiaodi is not afraid, the world is under control. But today he saw Ji Xiao, and he knew that he could not have walked out alive. The child had been stuck for decades, and patience was frightening, and the debt he had to collect was inescapable.

But even if he dies, he has to clear the way for Jodja and Yinzhili! He will go to hell with Ji Xiao. He will go to hell with Ji Xiao!

Yu Jisoft on stage sang: “Encourage the King of the county to drink and listen to Yu song, relieve the monarch of worrying dancers. Qin Qin did not tear the river and mountains apart, and the heroes went all the way to Gango. Since ancient times, he hasn't lied to me, and he died in the first place. Relax and drink the treasure book. ”

A strange smile appeared as she wrapped herself around Ji Qiang. “Burn! ”

The torch, which was used to make the beast's appearance, was thrown over the hanging red net, and the fire broke out. The pavilion is a wooden pavilion, and the second floor is full of fire.

“You really don't intend to go back alive," Ji chuckled. "Even your own path is burned down. ”

“As long as I can kill you.” Yin Zhan replied, "Even if I die, it's worth it.” His knife went straight. Those wrestling men could escape, but on the second floor, Ji Zheng's footsteps were stumbled with death, leaving him unable to escape. But then again, Ki Hao didn't want to escape at all. His fans were in the flames, winding a wonderful arc, like a beautiful light dance, like the legendary assassination of the king, just waiting to see the poor dagger.

The pear garden brother on the stage didn't realize, as if he hadn't seen the fire, or Mars falling off the second floor. Singing the most wonderful scene of the show, Yu Ji said: "Oh, my lord! The concubine would not involve the king. If there is any disadvantage to this troop contribution, and it retreats to Jiangdong, the troop will move back. May the King's sword between his waist, before taking the throne, do not miss his concubine! ”

The hero exclaimed: "This… princess… you cannot find this short. ”

“Hey, King! Han soldiers have been slightly, singing on all sides. Your Majesty is so angry, he's a concubine! ”

Four-sided trumpets, four-sided trumpets! The road to the downstairs was almost burnt out by fire, where the two of them stood and gas fired under their feet. Fighting in the Fire Sea, the rest of their men struggled, and they couldn't help themselves. Both of them were scarred, but as if they didn't notice the pain, they had to tremble so tirelessly until the entire red building burned to ashes.

At this moment, from outside the Red Building, suddenly another person rushed in. The man was carrying snow and wind, and his hair was white, and he was old. He held a three-foot green sword and went straight to the second floor. He did not move as well as the young soldiers, but was extraordinarily quick. It seems that there is no light at all, and the shadow is resolute, never hesitate.

In the fire, Ji Zheng's fan cut his neck open, blood flowed directly, the sword cut off his back, and the red coat was wet. Neither one of us will stop. "Dear nephew, why don't you come with me to Hell, the great river mountain of Beiyan, or leave it to my son to enjoy!” At this time, Ji Zheng's fan had stabbed him in the chest and had not yet been pulled out, while he himself did not care, but while the fan had not yet been pulled out, his opposite hand stabbed Ji Zheng's back.

But he didn't succeed.

At that moment, there was a figure rushing to the second floor, he was old, he looked vibrant during the week, he was easily tired, and he was very reluctant to rush into the sea of fire. When he saw this, he pushed Ji Qian away with only one hand, and the sword in his hand went straight towards each other.

His sword pierced his back, and his sword pierced his throat.

Yin Zhan answered and went down.

“Grandfather!” Ji Xiao lost her voice.

The actor on the stage as Yu Ji has spoiled herself, and has arrived at the final scene by the river. The hero of Gestapo sang: "If the lonely family has lost so much, what face will it have to go to meet Jiang Dong's father and old man? Send the lone horse across the river and let it go. ”

Old General Ji fell to the ground, his mouth was bleeding, he only had time to make the "ho... ho" sound, his head was lost, his face still had a strange smile.

Ji Xiao came downstairs with General Ji. Downstairs is also a tragic death, all seven vertical and eight dead. He grabbed General Ji and placed him gently on the bloodstained wool carpet, screaming, "Grandfather. ”

His voice was shaking.

Old General Ji's blood bled out of the wound, and the white carpet was stained red with the blood. When he was young, he marched the battlefield and suffered countless injuries. He walked from the Yan Wang Palace several times and returned undamaged. He was always bright and smiling. Even if the Ji family had suffered so many unnamed disasters, even if he had been guarding the cold government for the rest of his life, he would never be concerned.

He should be very angry and yell at people: "Get me a doctor!” As if he would never die, as long as the doctor came to heal him, he would surely be able to stand up soon and become the reckless old boy in the national government.

However, his wound was so deep, the cave was astonishing, as if it were going to drain the blood all over him. Yin Zhantong's object of attribution to his heart was Ji Xiao. He did not give Ji Xiao another way to go. He worked hard for a knife, a knife in exchange for his life, the five spirits of medicine, can not be saved.

“Ah…. Ah-jung...” General Ji's name is Ji-jung.

Ji Zheng held his hand.

“I know that you resent me... When I was younger, I knew exactly who this had to do with, I knew exactly who killed Chi and Red Leaf, but I refused to avenge them. You are the only seedling of the Ji family, I can't put you in danger. I put up with it for more than 20 years, I put up with you growing up and Yin came back to me, I... I can finally avenge Chi.” He spits a lot of blood.

Ji Xiao looked at him and a tear dropped on his face.

No one has ever seen Ji Weiqi cry, it seems that the child was born without grief, without fear, without crying. It seemed that he would never cry again except as a toddler who had no idea. Even Old General Ji has not seen Ji Xiao cry.

“Why are you crying...” Old General Ji smiled, "Not like a man. ”

After Yu Hong Ye's death, General Ji had also looked into it. The reason why he did not let Ji Ling continue to look into it was because he felt that Yu Hong Ye had entered the palace at the time, and the body appeared outside his home somehow. At this moment, the people in the palace were responsible for it. Afraid of Ji Qing's cold impulse and other people's ways, he did not know that Ji Qing could not tolerate his wife being insulted and killed. He had to find the real killer even if he broke up with the whole family.

On the night of the Red Mountain Temple, Ji Ling, in addition to his own trip, took his seventy-two rides with him. The royal archer was ambushed, 72 red roller rides were overthrown, and the last person alive took Ji Qing Cold back to hide. A year later, he tried to contact General Ji and tell General Ji the truth. After a few years, the person died and entrusted his son to General Ji, who was the father of Wenji.

Old General Ji knows the truth, but he can't do anything. Lin Zoujia has given birth, he has no proof. It is important that Ji Xiao is young. Once Lin Zoujia is aware, he will only take the lead against Ji Xiao.

They will be left alone in the future. He can't let Ji Xiao go wrong.

He grew up a day smarter than General Ji thought. Ever since he learned of the strange disappearance of his parents, he has been investigating. He must have found something that Old General Ji could feel. Every day he became dull and speechless and uncertain. Since he was a teenager, he was no longer close to anyone. He got what he liked, got what he liked and didn't cherish. Depending on his life like grass mustard, he seemed to care nothing. In fact, he was sober about everything.

“You blame me... Alan, I'm sorry...” Ji Lao General Dao. Had it not been for his tolerance, Ki would not have known the truth prematurely. He had walked into hell in an absolutely cruel way, and the child had been created by his own hands.

“I don't blame you.” Ji Xiao softly said: “If it were me, I would do the same. ”

Old General Ji looked at Ji Xiao and looked at him for a long time. He had never seen such a gentle child without any sharp edges. He looked at himself with an eye that could forgive everything.

“This sword...” He tried to touch the sword around him, "Green Plough, this is my sword... it's also your father's sword, you have to protect it. ”

Yin Zhan's men have all been solved, and many of them will never wake up again. Zhao Qiu and Wenji stood beside Ji Qiu, and they were also scarred, but silently refused to speak and stared sadly at Old General Ji.

The old general is dying.

Ji Qiang grabbed the sword and sounded softly like she was afraid to scare him, "Okay, grandfather. ”

“This play... good, good.” Old General Ji said, his eyes fell on the sky, as if there was something there. He stretched out his hand, pointing distantly at the sky, smiling, "Cold, red leaves, madam, you... you have come to pick me up... ”

The hand suddenly drowned and General Ji closed his eyes.

His mouth was still smiling, his divine state was very peaceful, as if he were happy, and as if he had removed the burden for many years, he was finally relieved of his burden at this moment.

Ji Zheng fell on his knees and kowtowed his head deeply to General Ji. He did not rise again, but lay on the ground for a long time. I don't know if I'm crying or if I can't make a sound because of my grief.

Xiang Yu sang: “Oops! General! Eight thousand sons and daughters have disappeared, and Wujiang can't afford to be alone. How can I meet Father Jiang Dong and others? Let's die and live! ”

He died on his own, on the edge of the Wujiang River, without this hero ever again. The winner is singing: "Recruit!” The visitors were not happy about the victory, and no one applauded them and sat silent.

The show broke up.

On the table in the first row, the silver plate was neatly lined with gold yuanbao, just filled with plates, the middle layer of emerald bowl grain piled with white pearls, just a bowl. This is the reward for the play.

Two more lives.

The flames burned, over the burning red building, as if robbing the clouds over nine days, the actors scattered, the play opened full of colors, but few people heard the song end.

The general in the theater stayed by the Wujiang River, and the general outside the theater crashed into the red building. Cui Huanzhu circled, no one remembered the years of pride.

The General died on the battlefield, standing on top of the sky, it was a good play; before the beauty set herself up, it was meaningful, it was a good play; the winner shouted the knife for the army and won the return to the Dynasty, it was a good play.

But there's only one person left to watch the show.