Lin Xi slowly raised her head, with a smile on her lips, and glanced at the attic next to her with a playful expression.
"Hey, little goblin, where do you feel pain? Come here, I will personally come and rub it for you."
Above the attic, there was a charming girl in a purple gown, with a colorful belt tied around her waist, a look of astonishment flashing through her beautiful eyes.
He actually knows my direction?
No, this is impossible!
Meijiao Niang was shocked, gritted her silver teeth and stepped back without saying a word.
Down at the attic, Lin Xi raised her eyebrows and muttered in confusion: "Wrong guess?"
"No way, are you so unlucky?"
After waiting for a while, Lin Xi sneered when seeing that the surroundings were still quiet.
"Oh, how could I guess wrong? Isn't this something easy to do?"
…
the other side.
The woman in purple jumped down from the attic and was about to leave, but was unexpectedly stopped by a slightly immature boy.
The white-clothed Lin Bao held a silver spear in one hand and a silk scarf in the other. He wiped the tip of the spear extremely carefully and said without raising his head: "Black Ice Platform, Taoist with Hundred Faces, Mei Erniang."
The beautiful girl in purple frowned and sneered.
"Dingzhou shines with silver spears and white leopards."
As she spoke, Meijiao Niang rolled her big beautiful eyes, smiled charmingly, and waved her hand in a coquettish way: "Brother, as the beloved disciple of Spear Immortal Liang Tianze, why do you have to sacrifice your life for the Northern Liang Crown Prince?"
"How about, sister, I will take you to a good place to make you feel comfortable, and then take you to meet Her Royal Highness the Princess, okay?"
Lin Bao raised his head slightly, his slightly immature face expressionless.
Mei Erniang's pupils shrank, her delicate body trembled, and she quickly turned around and ran away.
"Boom~!~!~" a sound.
A bright golden gun light flashed past...
…
The backyard of the palace.
Lin Xi sat carelessly on the rocking chair, with her legs crossed and a little book in one hand, while eating the grapes fed by Mrs. Ge Ya, still hating that they had not been peeled.
Chirping, Lin Xi glanced at the study and said softly: "Old man, I almost got hurt just now, but you didn't even come forward to warn me."
"Even if you look down on others and don't want to take action, then just remind the head office."
"Squeak~"
The door slowly opened, and the old man carrying the little book looked at Lin Xi with disgust, and said disdainfully: "I have studied with that boy Tie Wushuang for so long, if I can't stop even a slut, then what? Are you still learning shitty martial arts?"
Lin Xi tilted her mouth after hearing this, and quietly cursed some unforgettable words.
The old man didn't care when he saw this, but stared at the little book with a grin.
"Oh, you've got a new trick up your sleeve!"
The old guy rushed over with excitement on his face. Even though Lin Xi was well prepared, he didn't protect the treasure in his hand. He lowered his head in astonishment, and the little book had already disappeared.
"Let me know, old man, what speed are you doing?"
The old man squatted under the big tree with an obsessed look on his face, reading the little book with relish and paying no attention to it.
Lin Xi's mouth trembled, and she walked forward with a cold snort.
"By the way, Tianqi wants to borrow troops, what do you think about this?"
The old man waved his hand impatiently when he heard this.
"What's the point? The kings can't afford to offend your father anyway."
"If you want to borrow it, you can borrow it. If you don't want to, you can't. It's up to you."
Lin Xi thought the same thing after hearing this. Just when she was about to speak, the old man waved his hand impatiently.
"Okay, okay, don't bother me watching Dream of Red Mansions, you kid, just get out of here if you have nothing to do!"
Lin Xi's eyelids twitched, she turned around with a disgusted expression, and muttered something *%#@￥@% in a low voice.
…
One day later.
Outside the imperial capital, there is a royal martial arts arena.
There are martial arts venues with a radius of nearly a hundred miles, dense jungles, mountains, rivers, fortified cities, and water villages.
Groups of mighty soldiers walked towards their respective camps.
There are eight huge camp gates, each representing a prince of the current dynasty.
Rows of tents of different colors are the unique symbol of the Eight Kings.
Below the prince, there are dozens of military strongholds belonging to major aristocratic families, large and small.
On this day, nearly 100,000 soldiers were gathered in the interior of the martial arts field, and there were even more countless soldiers and horses stationed outside Zhongzhou.
If it were done before, the victor's troops would switch to defend the imperial capital, but now, it seems more appropriate to say that they are holding the battle for their prince.
This is one of the reasons why Apocalypse has not wiped them all out.
Lean less.
A group of boys and girls from aristocratic families in rich clothes came together to inspect each family's camp.
It is said that whoever comes out on top this time will receive a heavy reward from Emperor Tianqi, and you can make a request to His Majesty.
The young men in the imperial capital who were sad because of Xia Xixia were all excited after receiving the news. They all planned to make Lin Xi look good in the competition, at least not to let him win the first place.
Based on this, an anti-Lin Xi alliance was formally established.
In a certain tent.
Several young men in rich clothes sat together, sipping tea and drinking wine.
One of them frowned and said: "The Northern Liang Army has been at war with the Sirius Empire all year round, and is also responsible for suppressing the grassland. They are all experienced soldiers. No matter which one we belong to, I am afraid that they will not be his opponent. "
After hearing this, the other person took a sip of the wine in the glass and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, no matter who we meet first, I will try my best to spend it. Regardless of success or failure, as long as it can weaken the combat power of the Beiliang Army, it will be a better choice for the future." My brother created an opportunity, but I still don’t believe it. How can he, Beiliang, rebel?"
The others nodded slightly and agreed.
"Yes, there are so many of us, plus the kings who are not much weaker than the Beiliang Army. If we can't handle Lin Xi, then we don't have to mess around."
"You're right, then it's settled."
After hearing this, the Eighth Prince on the side had a smile flashing in his eyes.
…
at the same time.
The people of the imperial capital also packed up the prepared food early and set out for the outside of the city, hoping to get a better position.
After all, Dabiko will start in one day.
The bustling imperial capital city gate.
An old man in brocade clothes was riding a horse, holding a little girl in red clothes in his arms, walking leisurely on the road.
Right now.
The little girl on the horse suddenly pointed to the vendor on the side and said in a sweet voice: "Grandpa, grandpa, Duo'er wants to eat candied haws!"
After hearing this, the old man grinned and said quickly: "Okay, okay, eat the candied haws."
After saying this, the old man lowered his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Oh, isn't this the old man from a few days ago? What a coincidence."
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the little boy and the old farmer who were the first to be discovered when the Beiliang Army entered the city.
The grandfather and grandson were also waiting here with large and small packages, and they seemed to be buying candied haws.
The old farmer smiled naively: "Oh, it turns out to be you, old brother. Isn't it a coincidence?"
The old man in Jinyi laughed when he heard this and said softly: "What's wrong? Are you taking your grandson to watch the competition?"
The old farmer nodded after hearing this.
Looking at the extremely cute little boy, the old man in golden clothes grinned.
"Hey, have you ever ridden a horse?"
The little boy, who was only four or five years old, shook his head vigorously, showing a slight inferiority complex.
The old man chuckled, dismounted, and lifted the little boy onto the horse.
"How can I, a man from Daxia, never ride a horse?"
After saying that, the old man in Jinyi turned around and said with a smile: "Let's go together, brothers."
After hearing this, the old farmer couldn't say anything more, so he smiled slightly, picked up the burden and followed.
