At this time, everyone was stunned and stood still. On Fu Jian's neck, there was a bright stainless steel sword. In the blood groove on the sword, a light blue color appeared in the firelight. Under the illumination, there was a strange light flashing. I don’t know if it was transformed by the resentful spirits of the countless dead souls who died under this knife, or the phosphorus fire in their bones and blood. From a distance, it looked like one of the eyes of the god of death. There was a terrible smell of death that made people shudder.
The hand holding the knife was firm and strong. Although the owner of this hand was wearing the armor of an ordinary palace guard of the Qin Army, under the leather helmet, he had a pair of piercing eyes and sharp-edged eyes. His face, with his tall nose and short beard on his cheeks and chin, is like a fierce tiger, calm and powerful. Many palace guards of the Qin army trembled unconsciously when they saw this man. The God of War of the Beifu Army of the Jin State, who swept through thousands of troops in battle like a roll and cut people like thatch, had appeared in the dreams of the surviving Qin Army Guards soldiers countless times, making them hate and fear them. Unexpectedly, This murderous god actually appeared here today, causing many soldiers of the Qin army to look around, instinctively trying to find an escape route.
The two sergeants beside Fu Jian roared and rushed forward, trying to rescue Fu Jian from Liu Yu's sword. Liu Yu sneered and raised his feet, right next to the body of a killed killer at his feet. The saber was lifted up by him, flew into the air, spun around in a circle on his ankle, and then was kicked out with a sharp kick. It pierced the head of a sergeant who was rushing forward. In the pit of his heart, the white knife pierced his chest, and the bloody blade came out of his back. The remaining power was not exhausted, and he flew out more than ten steps away with the body of the palace guard, knocking down four or five people. Suddenly, there was a sound of "ouch" sounded.
The other person who followed the palace guard and rushed forward, as if he had been cast a restraining technique, rushed to less than five feet in front of Liu Yu and did not dare to move anymore. Liu Yu's voice was not loud, but he was full of energy. , using standard Di language for everyone to hear clearly: "I want to see whether it is your speed or the knife in my hand that is faster. This time is a warning. Next time someone will come, you king." I’m afraid there will be some traces left on the noble neck.”
Fu Jian has now recovered from the surprise and panic when he was first restrained. After all, he is also an emperor of a generation. He has experienced life and death many times and is not that fragile. He glanced at it with the corner of his eye. Liu Yu, standing behind him, said in Chinese: "Master Liu, I never thought we would meet again in this way."
Liu Yu smiled slightly: "It is indeed a very interesting thing. How about it, King Fu Tian, my Di language has improved a lot. Just to use it when meeting you. Like you, I am also surprised that we will Meet this way.”
Fu Jian sighed softly: "I have always wondered why Murong Lan wants to take this jade seal. Her damn big brother should not need this. But this jade seal is very important to your Jin country. If you want to take it, This thing, then it makes sense. I just never thought that you would actually cooperate."
Liu Yu said calmly: "We have cooperated a long time ago, Fu Jian, I'm afraid you don't know that the reason why you lost the battle of Feishui was because the Murong family gave us a lot of information."
Fu Jian had a calm look on his face and said: "This matter will not surprise Gu anymore. Ever since Murong Chui and Yao Chang rebelled, Gu thought about it and found that they have been acting for Gu, just to make Gu step by step. The land was caught in a decisive battle with your Jin State. Only Gu was defeated and lost most of their own elite soldiers, so they had an opportunity in the north. Liu Yu, do you think only Gu was deceived? Didn't your Jin State also give They played it in the palm of their hands and finally used it as a wedding dress for their restoration of the country?"
Liu Yu smiled slightly: "King of Heaven, no matter what, our Kingdom of Jin was finally saved and was not destroyed by your Qin army. Therefore, the people of our Jin Dynasty can still live as before, and we will not become like you Hu people are like this. As long as they can help us, that's good."
Having said this, he cast his eyes on Murong Lan who was on the ground. The beauty's face was still pale, her eyes were blank, her lips were starting to turn blue, and there was cold sweat on her forehead. Liu Yu quickly said: "Murong, how are you? Something's happened. ?"
Murong Lan's eyes flashed with relief, and her voice was as low as a mosquito's snort: "I, I'm fine. You, you fool, why, why did you throw yourself into a trap?"
Liu Yu shook his head firmly: "I said, we are brothers, and I will not leave you alone. That is not my style, Liu Yu. King Fu Tian, these military matters are our men's business. There is no need to embarrass a weak woman, as long as you are willing to save her, I promise not to harm your life."
Fu Jian sneered: "Liu Yu, do you think this trick of yours will work on Gu? Gu is a king, he can cut off his head, but he will never kneel down. If he is greedy for life and afraid of death, he will agree to your request, then Gu will still have the honor to sit down." Is this the world? If you have the ability, you can kill the orphan with one blow, but if you kill the orphan queen, you can’t even think of escaping!"
Liu Yu's eyes flashed coldly: "King Fu Tian, I didn't come here to take your life. Otherwise, why don't Murong Lan and I just attack your palace and take your life? Your Di tribe and the Fu tribe, Originally a subject of the Great Jin Dynasty, they sought a way to survive in troubled times and were independent. What you, King Futian, have done can be regarded as a benevolent monarch and a wise ruler, unlike those vicious and cruel barbarians. Therefore, I hope that even if I defeat you, It can also be defeated openly and openly on the battlefield, instead of using such tactics of assassination and surprise attacks."
Fu Jian laughed: "Okay, he is so heroic. He is indeed a man. Liu Yu, I saw you right. If you want to intimidate me, I can cut off my head and bleed, and I will never give in. But if you do it well If we talk, everything can be discussed."
Liu Yu nodded: "Murong Lan lost too much blood. You save her first. We can discuss other matters easily."
As he spoke, he suddenly took the dragon-slaying knife from Fu Jian's neck and put it on his shoulder. At the same time, a strong big hand took Fu Jian's hand and said calmly: "My Lord Xie Xianggong As I said, a king's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold. King Futian, I respect you as a king, and I will not use cruel swords to attack each other. However, your subordinates seem to be afraid of me and hate me, so if you still can, please stay with me for a while."
The coolness on Fu Jian's neck finally disappeared, and his face, which had been flushed due to the accelerated blood flow, became normal. He nodded and waved his left hand: "Come here, please ask the imperial doctor to treat Miss Murong's injury." , you all retreat, and stay alone with Liu Zhuangshi for a while."
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