Qi Songhui knew that his friend was sad, so he reached out and patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Okay, let's go to the bar. We have wine now and we will get drunk today. Don't worry about those troubles!"
South Vietnam.
"Who is playing the piano?"
"Your Majesty! What's the matter?"
"Did you hear the sound of the piano?" The South Vietnamese emperor's eyes widened, feeling inexplicable fear.
However, the guard who came did not realize the seriousness of the matter. Instead, he smiled and said: "Perhaps one of your majesty's concubines is playing the piano in the harem, hoping to win your majesty's presence tonight!"
"Nonsense, this is the imperial study. How could the music from the harem reach the imperial study? And... the music sounds so familiar!"
The Emperor of Nanyue was frightened and pushed open the door of the royal study, walked to the corridor, leaned on the railing and looked around, but he heard the sound of the piano, but no one was there.
"No...this song...is from Gongyu Changqing! It's Gongyu Changqing! Hurry! Hurry up and order someone to protect me! Hurry--"
The Nanyue Emperor's old eyes were filled with fear, and he was trembling with fear. The guards looked at him and felt strange.
Li Qing flicked the guqin and played Gong Yu Changqing's murderous sound from memory. Although the sound he played could not kill people, it could. Heart-breaking.
He did this deliberately to make the South Vietnamese emperor feel guilty and confused.
That night, he lit the guard's acupuncture points and secretly sneaked into the palace of the South Vietnamese emperor. Sandalwood for sleeping was burning in the palace.
The Emperor of Nanyue finally drifted off to sleep, but his forehead was dripping with sweat, his brows would wrinkle from time to time, and he kept mumbling: "Gongyu Changqing - don't kill Gu! This is not Gu's fault! No!" Gongyu Changqing--"
Suddenly, he felt as if someone was approaching his body in the room. He suddenly woke up from his sleep and saw a tall man standing behind the half-covered bed curtain.
He was dressed in white clothes hanging down like water, carrying a long harp on his back, and his white hair was spread on his chest. He looked at himself with a cold brow and a pair of vicious eyes.
The Emperor of Nanyue fell into panic and couldn't tell who the man with disheveled hair was. He just saw that he was carrying a long piano on his back and had white hair, so he subconsciously thought he was Gongyu Changqing.
"Ah - Gongyu Changqing, what do you want to do? Don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want!"
Li Qing stretched out her cold fingers, pinched the South Vietnamese Emperor's neck fiercely, and asked sternly: "Why did you order Wu Ajin to poison me with the withered autumn poison back then?"
Li Qing's words caused the Nanyue Emperor to collapse on the bed. He thought that what he saw in front of him must be Gong Yu Changqing's innocent soul coming to claim his life. Otherwise, how could he know that the name of the person who caused the poison was Wu Ajin, and that it was him? Harm him.
The Nanyue Emperor, who had been frightened to the point of collapse, was trembling all over. He just knelt on the bed and begged: "Master Gongyu, please spare Gu's life! What I did back then was just because I valued you and hoped that you could stay." Come down and be the military advisor of the South Vietnam Kingdom! Help Gu lead his troops to eliminate some of the remnants of Xi Yao! But you are stubborn and unwilling, so I have to think of this way, let Wu Ajin give you the withered autumn Gu, and frame it for the people of Xi Yao. Then let you kill them!"
Li Qing tightened her grip on his neck and said, "It's full of nonsense. The reason why you ordered someone to give me the Withered Autumn Gu is because you want to use me to help you deal with the Xiyao people. Then, after the big thing is done, Then use Kuqiu Gu to kill me, otherwise why would you use Kuqiu’s deadly chronic poison?"
"I...I...I was wrong, Mr. Gongyu! I was wrong, please let me go!"
At this moment, the South Vietnamese Emperor's treacherous plot was discovered. Finally, he no longer dared to lie to ghosts in front of him. He knelt on the bed and cried for mercy. Even Gu did not dare to say anything anymore, but was so scared that he said "I".
A person who dares to deceive even ghosts, what else can't he do?
The sinner turned out to be this man in a high position. He was so powerful that he fooled all living beings. He wore a mask of hypocrisy and deceived the kindness of others. He was ambitious and his evil claws were rampant.
I'm afraid Gong Yu Changqing is not the only one behind him to do evil things. If such an evil person is allowed to live any longer, I'm afraid he will do more abominable things.
The evil in the human heart is sometimes more terrifying than ghosts.
The anger in Li Qing's heart had reached its peak at this moment. The Li Qing Sword in his hand flashed with white light, and a stream of blood fell on the bed curtain. There was an extremely small sword mark on the South Vietnamese Emperor's neck.
He covered his wound and shouted: "There is an assassin - come and save him!"
As he screamed, blood on his neck poured out from the wound.
Li Qing kicked open the door of the palace and walked straight out.
???????????????The South Vietnamese Emperor rolled down from the bed with a thud, and the bed curtain was torn to the ground by him. He covered his neck with one hand and tried to grab it forward with the other. What are you wearing?
The hazy moonlight reflected on Li Qing's white clothes. He slowly pulled off the white wig on his head, stood upright, and glanced sideways at the king who was still staring at death.
The wind gently blew his white clothes like an immortal, blood spattered drop by drop on the long sword in his hand, and a bright moon just fell on his jade-like face.
There was no extra expression on his face, it was cold and cold, and the tenderness in the corners of his eyes turned into tears at this moment.
Chang Qing--I finally avenge you! Rest in peace!
If fairness and justice in the world cannot be upheld, then let the souls of the dead complain and complain! Revenge!
He lowered his eyes slightly, tears slowly sliding down the side of his face, sliding over the corners of his warm lips, turning into a bitter taste.
The swordsman is gentle, but the swordsman's sword is also cold. The sword of separation is naturally ruthless.
The Emperor of South Vietnam was assassinated, and the whole country of South Vietnam was in chaos. The prince was
He succeeded to the throne in a hurry amid chaos.
The reason for the death of the South Vietnamese Emperor has yet to come, but there are rumors in the palace, which may be related to a knight-errant from many years ago.
However, from then on, playing the piano was prohibited in the Nanyue Imperial Palace. Once the sound of the piano was heard, it would make Xin panic and have nightmares one after another. Once the qin player is found, he will be sentenced to death. So far, there is no sound of the qin in the Nanyue Palace. This is another story.
It was said that Qi Ranhun was very worried after Li Qing left, but he couldn't do anything. When he thought that a dead man could have such a deep bond with Li Qing, he sometimes felt powerless.
Drinking all day long seems to be a pleasure, but in fact it is just to drown one's sorrows and numb oneself.
It was a cool night under the pine moon, and he fell asleep at night. Qi Ranhun had that sweet dream again. He was still lying alone under a peach blossom tree, with the gurgling water beside him.
He was drowsy in the dazzling sunshine, and he vaguely saw a pink peach blossom falling. In the distance behind the peach blossom, a white horse drank water in the river, and a beautiful woman in white stood by the river, with his reflection reflected in the water. shadow.
After just a quick glance, he was shocked. He turned around, mounted his horse, and left with the white sword on his back.
The clatter of horse hooves touched his heart, and he sighed that he had met a god in his drunken dream. His appearance was astonishing, his behavior was dignified and generous, and he walked away like the wind.
Many years later, he found out that this person turned out to be Li Qing, the legendary leader of Nanhai Piao Miao Sect among the Twelve Sects of Five Sects, Seven Palaces.
There is a gentleman who is dressed in white like a fairy, has green silk hair like ink, and looks like a jade. He stands by the water, with a pavilion like a pine tree, and his reflection is calm.
Amazing time, the spring breeze is short, and the horse is riding. The white horse enters the dust and travels to the end of the world, unstained by the wind and flowers, which is admirable.
Qi Ranhun was among the crowd, his eyes resting on the white clothes, carefully hiding his thoughts, pretending to be calm, pretending to have never known each other.
He often wonders, what kind of story happened to that person? What kind of person would he be?
"Dye the soul--"
It seemed as if someone was calling Qi Ranhun's ear gently, like the breeze at dawn, gently passing by his ears.
He was startled and suddenly opened his eyes. The faint morning light shone outside the window screen, and the reflected bamboo leaves swayed gently in the wind.
The copper bell hanging on the eaves made a slight knocking sound, and the sound was clear and sweet, as if it had awakened today's time.
For some unknown reason, his heart beat suddenly, as if he sensed something, and he immediately pushed the door open and went out.
The autumn wind mixed with a hint of ice and snow chill came towards him, so that he, who was wearing a white singlet, felt a slight chill. Looking at his bare feet without shoes and socks, he felt that he was probably a little crazy.
Qi Ranhun turned around and went back to his room in disappointment. Just as he was about to step through the door, he heard a calm call from behind him.
"Dye the soul--"
This time he was not dreaming. He was shocked and quickly turned his head to see the man in white standing in the faint morning light.
He is the returnee, the one he is waiting for.
A bright smile appeared on Qi Ranhun's face: "Li Qing, you are back!"
Li Qing smiled tenderly, and that smile was something he had never seen before.
This is a brand new smile, the smile that belongs to this moment, and also belongs to his Qi Ranhun.
Yue Lang Country.
After Fan Ji repeatedly begged, Yu Fengxing finally let Ye Zhenfeng and others leave the Yuelang Kingdom.
At the same time, the Yuelang Kingdom sent troops to attack the Mengzheng Kingdom, and Gong Bingyan served as the vanguard and led the troops.
Along the way, Gong Bingyan and his team happened to meet Ye Zhenfeng and others who were leaving.
She is armored and has a heroic appearance. He dismounted and said goodbye to everyone.
Lin Qianxue said: "General Gong, Emperor Yuelang sent you to go on an expedition to Meng Zheng Kingdom?"
Gong Bingyan nodded helplessly.
Meng Tianyan said: "Aren't you going back to the Demonic Clothes Sect's Jianyue Mountain with us?"
Gong Bingyan said: "I also want you to go back to see Yueshan together, but the current situation is no longer possible. If I want to survive, if I want Yu Fengxing not to go against Yueshan, I can only continue to serve him. He has no choice but to Meng The Kingdom of Zhao has been coveting it for a long time, and has long been preparing to send troops to expedition to the Kingdom of Mengzhen. Now he has sent me as the expedition general to go to the Kingdom of Mengzhen. I have no choice but to go on the expedition. Now that the "Sixth Life Book" has been destroyed, I will lead the army for him. Fighting, this is probably my last use!"
Ye Zhenfeng had experienced Qianliyue's war. When he saw Gong Bingyan now, he couldn't help but think of the female general. He said: "Everyone has a choice in life, but everyone in this world has We are helpless guests, the battlefield is cruel and merciless, General Gong will cherish this trip!"
