withered prosperity

This man called "Xiao" is said to be a close friend of Chi Lian's uncle Xie Zhilan. This time Xie Zhilan entrusted him to escort Chi Lian all the way to Beijing.

"It doesn't sound like his real name, and he hides his head and face." Murong Yu was talking about him while shaking his glass: "I think he has such a murderous look, and he is probably from the Tianji Tower. Many people there use Weird nickname. Yan Hai, do you know Tianji Tower?"

"Princess, it's getting late, and you have to hurry tomorrow, you'd better go back to your room!"

"The people in Tianji Tower are full of people who buy their lives with money." Murong Yu propped his face with one hand, and reached for the jug with the other. "As long as you can afford it, there is nothing you can't buy."

"Princess, I can't drink any more." Yan Hai took the jug into his hands first. "That's all for tonight, go back and rest!"

"Murongji said that Tianji Tower is the property of Xie's family, secretly."

Yan Hai paused for a moment, and then told her: "Princess, these things should not be let me know."

"Who will believe you when you tell it! You are not Murong Ji!" Murong Yu laughed loudly.

"Princess, you are drunk."

"Life is alive, how can you relieve your worries, and only drink the wine in the glass." Murong Yu stood up, put one foot on the chair, with a high-spirited look: "Everyone lives for a lifetime, it's so boring to follow the rules."

Hearing what she said, Yan Hai couldn't help but smiled along with him: "I think that if the princess can be born a man, he is really a good man who can travel all over the world and be proud!"

Murong Yu was a little dazed, she slowly withdrew her feet.

"If I was born to be a son..." She snatched the jug out of Yan Hai's hand and filled it up for herself again: "What's so good about being a man? I was born a daughter. Isn't it just as chic and unrestrained and happy for the rest of my life?"

Yan Hai watched her swallow the wine in one gulp, and hurriedly prevented the aunt from continuing to drink.

"I was wrong." He pulled Murong Yu's wrist: "How can a princess like a woman compare to ordinary men?"

"Really?" Murong Yu tilted his head and asked him.

"It's true."

"Very good!" Murong Yu patted him on the shoulder: "You have vision!"

Her hands were so strong that she only slapped Yan Hai in severe pain.

Enduring the pain, Yan Hai waited for the opportunity to take down the wine glass in her hand, and continued to persuade: "Then please ask the governor to sympathize with me and let me rest earlier!"

"You rest!" Murong Yu drank more than usual tonight, and became a bit more drunk. She pointed to the bed and said, "Don't worry about me, you go to bed first!"

It was the first time Yan Hai encountered such a scene, and he was at a loss for what to do.

"Why don't you sleep?" Murong Yu was still excited, grabbed his wrist and dragged him onto the bed: "Sleep, sleep!"

"Princess!" Yan Hai was angry and funny: "Let me go!"

"You're tired! Then I'll hug you..." She was about to say shocking words, but suddenly she jerked and flicked the wine glass out with her backhand.

The wine glass spun and shot out from the open window, followed by a crisp sound, the wine glass was neatly divided into two halves.

The wine glass, which was split in two, clanged again, knocked down all the way, and fell on the grass.

Yan Hai looked out the window.

They are staying in the yard of a local squire tonight. Although it cannot be regarded as a prosperous place, the squire's yard is very delicate. Although the window of Yan Hai's room faces a corner, it is also made of rocks and banana trees. A delicate view.

At this moment, there was a man standing on the rockery, with black clothes and black hair, tall and slender, holding a four-foot long black sword in his hanging hand.

From the fingertips to the eyes, the man was almost completely covered, only the part above the eyes was exposed.

"It's you, I have something to ask you!" Murong Yu had already moved to the window, and shouted at the man, "How do you usually eat?"

The man didn't speak, just looked at the lonely men and widows in the room coldly.

"Look at you! Do you really think you are a night owl?" Murong Yu giggled, "Aren't you lost! Chi Lian doesn't live here! There are only me and Yan Hai here!"

Yan Hai believed that even if he couldn't see it, there were at least three or four people brought by Maojiang who kept guarding in the dark.

But now that Murong Yu's voice is so loud, I don't know how far it can be transmitted at night. I'm afraid everyone knows it by now...

"Princess!" Yan Hai hurried forward, trying to prevent her from saying any more absurd drunken words.

"It looks amazing!" Murong Yu hooked his foot, and took the bow leaning on the side into his hand: "Shall I try?"

The last word "try" was still on her lips, she had already pulled the bowstring at a speed that no one else could see clearly, and shot an arrow.

The man just turned his head to avoid the thundering arrow.

Murong Yu has already drawn three more arrows from the bow box, and shot them one after another in a row.

The angles of her three arrows were tricky and ingenious, and they blocked all the trajectories that the opponent could avoid.

The man just raised one hand, and lightly drew a half circle in front of him, deflecting all the whistling arrows, and flying past his body.

"Interesting!" Murong Yu's eyes lit up immediately, and he drew five arrows between his fingers at once, and put the hand holding the bow flat, and aimed at the man as if he were using a crossbow. "Be careful!"

After she finished speaking, she let go of her five fingers, and the arrow shot straight away like a thunderbolt.

Murong Yu was born with supernatural powers. It is said that she could pull a one-stone bow before she was ten years old. Others only thought she was using a two-stone bow, but they didn't know that the bow in her hand had three stones. , I'm afraid it can really open mountains and crack rocks.

Everything was like lightning, almost in the blink of an eye, Murong Yu could only raise his head and look down at the point of the sword that was only an inch away from his throat.

In fact, the sword was not out of its sheath, but she could clearly feel that even if it was out of the sheath, the sword could easily stab through her throat.

But the problem is, she didn't understand how this person avoided her arrow at all, and then ran up to her and pointed her sword at her throat.

Cold sweat broke out from her forehead, taking away all the alcohol.

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

Several shouts came over at the same time, and after a burst of shouts, six people surrounded them from all directions.

"You madman, quickly put down your sword!" Someone shouted, but no one dared to approach.

Because of the closeness, Murong Yu clearly saw the only pair of eyes that were exposed among the facial features of this man.

The owl is fierce.

And those eyes were dark and full of hostility, which was so fierce that it was frightening.

"Good swordsmanship, good martial arts." With the sharp blade in his throat, Murong Yu didn't even dare to make big ups and downs in his words, and could only praise in a very plain tone: "It's amazing."

Suddenly, there was an extra hand on the black long sword.

Murong Yu gasped, but the expected scene of blood splattering did not actually happen.

Because the murderous intent was too fierce and strong, she didn't realize that the sword was actually still in the scabbard.

So in fact, this hand was just pushing away a sword that was still in the scabbard in front of her.

There was silence all around.

"This Mr. Xiao." Standing beside Murong Yu, Yan Hai said respectfully, "The Princess is just here for fun, just joking with Mr. Don't take it seriously!"

Xiao glanced at him, withdrew his long sword, and stepped on the rockery back to the wall with a light leap.

"Don't do anything!" Murong Yu stopped those guards who were about to move.

Xiao Xiao didn't seem to care about it at all, just like when he came here, he quietly blended into the night.

Murong Yu lay down on the window frame, she was completely sober at this moment, she fell down because her feet were weak and she couldn't stand up.

"It's horrible," she murmured. "I thought there were multiple holes in the throat."

"Princess, are you okay?" Yan Hai comforted her: "I think he just wanted to scare you because you suddenly shot him with a bow."

"What do you know, he..." Murong Yu suddenly stopped, and then looked Yan Hai up and down.

Yan Hai was flabbergasted by her, and took a step back.

"You grabbed that sword just now!" Murong Yu looked at him in disbelief: "Don't you feel it at all?"

"what?"

"Murderous! When he pointed his sword at me just now!" Murong Yu hung in front of the window and gasped, "This man has killed countless people, and that look is so fierce that it scared me to death. .”

"I don't know martial arts."

"Yeah! I keep forgetting about this!" Murong Yu felt that she couldn't turn her head around. "Forget it, I'd better go back and drink some wine to calm the shock!"