Nirvana In Fire

It's early today, isn't it? Hey, it's not because I'm up early, it's because I haven't slept...

This is the morning faint split line.

Simple and simple, just because it came out of Mae Chang Su's mouth, there seems to be a thunderstorm, no one can easily question it. King Jing stared at the elegant scholar in front of him and remembered the waves he had caused in the dark since his arrival in the capital. His heart was emotional. I just don't know how this Jiang Zuo Mei Lang from all over the world so determined to choose himself? Is it true, as he said, that supporting an unpopular prince can gain more weight and higher status?

“Your Highness, how special is the military today?” As if he didn't know what he was thinking, Mae Chang-su put his hands in his sleeve and asked casually, "It was not too early for me to come, but I saw that you were still in the process. ”

“The usual business was handled quickly, and today's delay was due to a difficult matter, and the high lord of the Jing Zhao Yin Mansion came to me for help. ”

“Trouble again? The tall adult had a good shipping lane this year,” May Chang Su couldn't help laughing, "but I didn't give him any trouble this time. What the hell is going on? ”

“It's not a brainless matter. It's just a matter of brute force.” Jing Wang Dao, “a monster recently appeared in the eastern suburbs of the mountains, disturbing the mountain people, reporting the incident to the capital of Jing Zhao Yin. Those who arrested the fast men had limited force and could not catch it, so they came to borrow some generals from me. It wasn't that hard, but we wanted to discuss how we could capture the monster alive and see what it was. ”

“Even if it's a suburb, it's Emperor City. How can it be a monster? It's strange, Your Highness. When you catch it, don't forget to open my eyes. ”

King Jing picked out his eyebrows. “I didn't expect Mr. Su to be curious...”

“In His Majesty's eyes, is Su only full of sinister water?” Mae Changsu made a mockery of himself because he felt his feet were stiff, and he got up a few steps and walked to the west window, wanting to touch the red iron bow hanging from the wall next to the window.

“Don't move!” The King Jing shouted immediately. Mae Changsu stopped in shock and sighed slightly. He slowly lowered his arm and never turned back. He lowered his mouth and said: "Sorry. ”

King Jing also felt some disrespect. He explained, "It's a relic of a friend. He lived... he didn't really love strangers touching his things...”

Mae Changsu nodded indifferently, not commenting, and stood in front of the window for a second. He didn't say anything, so suddenly he said goodbye.

King Jing only assumed that he was upset because he was not allowed to touch the iron bow, and his heart was a little overwhelmed. But if you want to apologize, it's impossible. Besides, Lindsey's iron bow can't be touched randomly. At the moment, it's just as if you don't know, get up and give it away.

The two men walked out of the study side by side, the atmosphere was slightly awkward. It seemed that Mae Chang Su did not want to talk, and Jing Wang was not good at hitting Ha Ha, so he walked silently to the martial arts, and the two men stopped walking together.

Actually, there's a straight main road to the gate, on the other side. But the reason the two of them so tacitly chose the opposite direction to come here is because they both guessed that the current must be here.

King Jing is a member of the military brigade. Unlike other royal palaces, the inner courtyard is very far apart and small. Instead, the front courtyard occupies a huge area. In addition to several martial arts fields with infantry, there are horse tracks where riding is practiced.

The situation in the central martial arts at this moment can be described as “lively”. Flying Stream is merely a guard, but his fame in Jinling City, not only is not half as bad as Mae Changsu, but even for some warlords, the weak and lean scholar can not attract much attention, but is more curious as a flying stream of martial arts warriors.

So the courtyard students who were supposed to entertain flying streams had long been squeezed into the periphery, and they were challenged by flying in circles, all of whom were war generals under King Jing.

From the flightless expression, but from the bright crystalline eyes, the teenager is having quite a good time today. Because in Jiang Zuo Alliance, everyone was busy every day, rarely so many people with him to practice martial arts, not to mention these people are good martial arts, and they are all very serious, no one meant to tease him.

Seeing King Jing come, the people at the tip of his eyes have made their way, bowing and saluting. King Jing looked at Mae Chang-su without saying anything else and waved: “Go on. ”

At this time, it is the chance to deal with flying shooter, a pair of twin brothers who make long guns, but not older than 256, the uniform color should be the rank of school captain, both made strong, a gun dancing tiger, the cooperation is also very tacit, if put on the battlefield to kill enemies, of course, a good hand, unfortunately facing martial arts master, the bottom of this battle is not enough, flying shooter is not someone who will be merciful to other people, when he comes up, he throws his two brothers left and right one off the field, his face is also a little tight, probably think this round of opponents is too weak and not fun.

“Don't let that happen. Let His Highness see something wonderful!” With this coarse voice, a figure of great stature but not bulky appeared in front of the flying stream, holding a long-handled machete, strong eyebrows, powerful, yet unspoken, and has a first-hand momentum.

“General Chi! General Chi!” The surrounding crowd got very agitated at the moment.

General Qi Pingsen is a beloved general who has been following King Jing for many years. He is also very popular in the army. He comes out and the atmosphere is naturally more intense. Even the flying stream feels that this person should not be an ordinary generation, so there is a slight feeling of joy between the brows.

Jing Wang stood steadily against his hand in a crowd of gasoline, and his expression was very cold.

Because he knew that Chi Mu couldn't possibly have been an opponent of the flying stream.

Indeed, at first, the flying stream was very interested in the curved knife with its peculiar shape, so let go of a few tricks. After seeing it clearly, the palm wind suddenly turned strong. Yu was deeply bent on Qi Fenggong, combined with natural divine power, and couldn't resist. He took several steps backwards, behind the trailer, the back of the snowy knife suddenly snapped a shock, and he actually flew out a knife in the knife. If the meteor went out, he accidentally went straight to the flowing door. This move was a fierce assassin, who also defeated powerful enemies and helped him in many battles. However, for a flying stream, this level of attack was not surprising enough for him to shoot the knife over a tree and nail it at random. Qi Zheng frowned and shouted "Out!” The back of the knife trembled and another bright light flashed through.

Mae Chang Su's complexion has not changed, but her dark pupils have suddenly contracted sharply.

Because this time, the flying knife came straight to his throat.

In the case of Lindsey, such a flying knife would not naturally be in the eye, but now that his full strength has been exhausted, he is afraid that an ordinary strong man will not be able to fight, and it is impossible to avoid such a snowblade.

If you can't hide, then why do you have to hide? So Mae Chang-su stood still and the tattoo didn't move.

The figure of the flying stream has also turned into a knife, coming straight after it, but it is late to start, a step behind.

The handle of the flying knife was finally caught in the hands of Jing Wang. The tip of the knife was distant from Mae Changsu's neck. However, the four fingers were wide, but the direction was slightly missed. Even if Jing Wang didn't do it, he would surely only rub his neck.

Mae Changsu gently made a gesture toward the flying stream. No one could understand what it meant. All he could see was that the flying stream stopped all movement and stood still quietly.

Qi grabbed his head and laughed. “I missed it. You readers don't know the knife or sword, are you scared? ”

Mei Chang Su's face was frosty and his eyes locked like ice needles on his fierce face.

This scene is not uncommon in the military, treating newcomers, treating the transfer of foreign troops, treating all other people who do not like it, often come down to Marvel like this, if the other party performs well, it can get preliminary agreement.

Lindsey has done this before. That year, when his father introduced a skinny, 40-year-old and idle member of the army into the Red Flame Army for a key position, the young and cheerful Major General deliberately broke his sword and flew a shard of sword to that thin figure to test his courage.

On that occasion, his father's stick was punished with an extra heavy penalty and he could barely get himself up for three days.

Mae Chang-su believed that King Jing must remember this, remembering what his father had said at the time.

At the scene of the execution, Nie Zhen, the client, did not say a word to plead, because he knew that Lin Shu had been beaten not because he provoked Nie Zhen, but because when he provoked Nie Zhen, His Royal Highness stood beside Nie Zhen.

Just like when the flying knife came, King Jing stood beside himself.

Though Chi did not have malice, although his goal was never King Jing. But after all, he turned the Blade Blade in the direction of his monarch.

If King Jing keeps the status quo, and if his future ends with only a grand general, then this scene can be laughed at.

But this is no longer the case. When his ambitions and aspirations point to the supreme throne of the Great Beam, he must consciously cultivate his own temperament as a monarch, a temperament that must never be allowed to be neglected in any way.

Looking at Jing Wang's shady face like a piece of iron plate, the original giggling feeling of Qi Feng was getting worse and worse. He gradually panicked and couldn't help but throw his gaze in front of his left.

Jing Wang's higher-ranking generals all stood there. Everyone's expression was a little nervous. One of them made a hidden gesture, indicating that he knelt down.

“It was the last general who recklessly compensated the mister, please read me coarse, don't look weird.” Qi thought abruptly, thinking that King Jing was angry because he loved Su Zhe and hated himself for being rude to him, so he immediately went from kindness to making a mistake towards Mei Chang Su.

“Don't apologize to me,” Mae Chang-su smiled coldly, saying like a poisonous knife, "Anyway, it was His Royal Highness King Jing who was ashamed, not me. ”

He ignored the disturbance caused by his own words. His eyes were still chilling. He shifted from Qi Feng's face to Jing Wang's face: “A certain Su Ben Jiu Mujing Wang's military style was disappointed at first sight today. No wonder His Majesty's eyes are blue. It is a good rule to throw a flying knife in the direction of His Majesty King Jing. You can imagine His Majesty's power among his people. He is no better than my master of the Jianghu Gang. Mr. Su really opened his eyes today... goodbye! ”

By the time his words were halfway through, Qi's fierce forehead was already covered in cold sweat, and he fell on his knees with a thump. Jing Wang looked at him coldly, silent, face like water, all those present were chilled, kneeling continuously, even the incomprehensible gardener was frightened by this atmosphere, quietly kneeling down. So when Mae Chang-su took the flying stream and went straight out of the house, no one dared to stop him from arguing.

Because everyone realizes that Su Zhe's words, though unpleasant, are not wrong.

Although testing outsiders is customary, the presence of King Jing and the absence of King Jing should be very different after all.

“Your Highness,” the highest-ranking middleman in the Palace of the King Jing will finally speak low and low, "Your Highness is aware of the mistake, please rest in anger and your subordinates are willing to confess punishment. ”

Qi slammed his head down and shook: “Your Highness, please punish me. ”

King Jing's gaze swept around coldly, and the audience all lowered their heads to avoid his gaze before turning back to Qi Feng.

In his sharpest words, Mae Chang-soo left him with a big subject - the whole interior. Because once that path of supremacy had been chosen, much more would have changed than expected, and while obtaining other capital from the invasion case, he had to find a way to forge up and down King Jing's Palace and forge a solid iron plate.

For the first time, King Jing felt the weight of his shoulders, but his waist was straightened as a result.

“Qi was rude and disrespectful. He went on to beat 200 sticks and dropped to a hundred. Warring Young, you're jailed. ”

Just saying this, King Jing turned around and stepped away, leaving a large group of overwhelmed men on the campus.

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