"No need to be formal, come on, everyone, sit down!"
Prince Ping seemed to have forgotten how tired he was during the day, and still kept his face hidden as he greeted a few people to sit down.
The food was really good, but a few people had no intention of tasting it.
Du Cheng's arrival is definitely not a good thing. King Ping's night banquet must have a lot to do with him.
The atmosphere is very subtle.
Prince Ping and Du Cheng drank with each other respectfully, but Gui Yunzheng and the others only tasted it.
Gui Yunzheng thought to himself that Du Cheng came to Xiangyang probably because he was ordered by King Jing to persuade King Ping to choose a side. I just don’t know what King Ping wants, and he knows that King Jing wants to get me and can’t wait, but he lets us meet like this. I don’t know what his intention is? ?
He looked at the four men in mysterious clothes again. They all had deep eyes and bulging temples. They were obviously people with extremely high martial arts skills. No wonder Du Cheng is so confident. Humph, forget it, now that you have entered the tiger's den, let it go and wait and see what happens!
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food. Suddenly, King Ping was seen stroking his head with his hand, as if he was drunk.
"Your Majesty!"
Qing Qing called softly and gently supported King Ping's shoulder with one hand.
"My lord, are you drunk?"
Du Cheng held the wine glass, his face flushed, and asked Prince Ping.
"Haha, I'm old, I'm old, I'm too drunk! Master Du, please let me go down and rest for a while, okay!?"
Prince Ping's eyes were even more confused, and he stood up unsteadily, which meant that he wanted to leave the table first.
However, as a vassal king, he could leave at will on his own land. Who would dare to stop him?
Du Cheng nodded quickly, stood up and bowed to see him off.
Gui Yunzheng and others were still sitting still. It seemed that the fun was just beginning.
As Prince Ping slowly went downstairs with the help of ruthless and nameless people, Du Cheng raised his wine glass and saluted Gui Yunzheng and others.
"Dear heroes, Du gives you a drink!"
"snort!"
Xu Lang snorted coldly, not taking it seriously for the first time.
Du Cheng's face instantly turned from red to red, and his eyes revealed a strong murderous intent.
He slowly poured the wine in the glass onto the ground, then raised his head and looked around at the few people.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty!"
After saying that, he squeezed the wine glass hard, but the skill was not enough, and some of the shards hurt his hand. Blood flowed out little by little. He raised his hand, put it to his mouth, sucked it happily, and slowly retreated to the door.
Uh-huh!
Four men in black clothes stood in front of him, with their shining swords drawn out.
"Okay, okay, what a courtesy first and then attack!"
Gui Yunzheng also stood up and clapped his hands.
"Hehe, what a fucking Hongmen Banquet!"
Xu Lang slapped the table and rushed towards the four men in black clothes.
That's right, people are showing off, so they just do what they say and then it's over.
Lin Zhijing asked Gui Xiaomin and Lin Yin'er to retreat behind him. He also pulled out his sword and struck directly at his opponent with one strike.
Three versus four, the fight was extremely enjoyable on the highest floor of Feifeng Tower.
With the cover of Xuan Yi, Du Cheng had gone downstairs safely.
He, Prince Ping, stood in a pavilion dozens of meters away downstairs, surrounded by guards.
"My lord, I never expected that I would meet such a big fish in your house!"
Du Chengchao took a deep look at Prince Ping and found that there was a mystery behind his words.
But what kind of person is Prince Ping? What you Du Cheng said is nothing more than saying that I harbor imperial criminals, but even if I harbor, what can you do to me?
He ignored Du Cheng, smiled slightly, and still looked up.
The outcome was unimportant to him. No matter which party is killed, he has enough reasons to defend himself. In fact, he didn't want any of them to get out alive tonight.
You pretend to be Prince Jing's emissary and want me, Xiangyang, to depend on you. I won't refuse you on the face of it, but I can always get rid of you with the help of others. When the time comes, no matter how powerful you, Prince Jing, will be, you will have to suffer the loss of being dumb.
