Infinite Heroes Seat

At noon, the warm sunlight entered the room, casting specks of light and shadow on the wall, Xia Chan whispered, as if in the quiet bedroom against the hustle and bustle of emptiness, Mo Wen stretched out only when he heard the slight noise on the bed. Lazy, poked his head out of the bed, and then slowly got up, looking at the already bright sky, his eyes were slightly narrowed.

"Hmm -" The sun shone into the bed, and a low whisper sounded, seeming to be a noise that was undoubtedly made in his sleep.

Under the cover of the thin bedding, Shang Xiufang's convex and concave curves are exquisitely manifested, and there are peaks and valleys everywhere, and the hair is scattered on the shoulders, but it adds a natural and charming style and a ruddy face. As well as the exposed snow-white skin, there are traces of the joy of last night, and the scenery of the beauty of Begonia sleeping in spring makes a heart move.

Looking at that attractive body, Mo Wen's mouth was slightly provoked, and he unconsciously recalled the madness of last night. It was a good night. I have to say that some women are born stunners, although for the first time, She didn't know martial arts, but Shang Xiufang still brought him incomparable enjoyment. The world's number one prostitute, not only singing and dancing well, but also very talented even on the bed, thinking that she could be taken as a forbidden in the future, Mo Wen felt that it was worthwhile to fight against Xiang Yutian with the wonderful scene of training every night.

The hand ran across Shang Xiufang's pretty face. Before Mo Wen could make any further movements, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house.

"Master, worship the Zi Ting and summon everyone." Zong Xianghua's voice rang, mentioning the former master, the tone did not change in the slightest.

"Do you know what's going on?" Stopping the movement in his hands, he didn't even know what was going on, and just asked indifferently.

"This morning, Goguryeo Master Yijian Fu Cailin's motorcade has entered the city. We will host a banquet in honor of Zi Ting and Vonanda. We invite everyone to go."

"Is that so?" Mo Wen groaned, and looked at Shang Xiufang, who was still sleeping, and smiled slightly, "Forget it, Xiufang is not awake yet. Let her rest. Let me go with you. I think that worshipping Zi Ting will not fail to give me face!"

Longquan Palace. Under the leadership of Zongxiang Flower Land, Mo Wen walked through the garden and entered the quiet and elegant Qifeng Pavilion. Although the guards along the way were a little surprised why Zong Xianghua brought a man instead of the Shang family, she didn't ask much because of her status as the leader.

Qifeng Pavilion is located on the bank of a small artificial lake that introduces hot spring water in the West Park of Longquan Palace, and is connected to a promenade around the lake. Surrounded by paulownia trees, towering cypress trees, mottled bamboo shadows, the scenery is extremely beautiful, the hot spring pool heated by the sun shines, forming a wonderland of hydrocarbon clouds, which is a curved corridor. The water pavilion platform adds infinite poetry, and it is a different kind of atmosphere than the Tai Chi Palace in Chang'an.

On the platform facing the lake. However, several banquets have been set up, and the guests and hosts are seated, each with extraordinary appearance.

Sitting on the main seat is a middle-aged man with wide forehead, big ears, two large earlobes, a lion nose, a medium build, and a graceful manner like the son of the middle-earth and high-class family. Modest and moderate implies superiority. Arrogant, with a pair of daunting and shrewd eyes, with a deep-seated look on his shoulders, and an old and unmoving smile on his face.

Starting on his right side, he was a thin, black, tall, deep-nose Tianzhu man, wearing an orange and apricot-colored extra-wide white robe, and his hair was **** in a bun with white gauze, making his nose look taller. His eyes were deeper and unpredictable, and it was difficult to tell at a glance whether he was handsome or ugly, and how old he was.

On the left hand side of the middle-aged man, there is a man with a strange appearance. His forehead is very high, his chin is slender and his pockets are a bit cumbersome, and his bent nose is unusually tall. It's huge, but the man doesn't look ugly. Under his eyes like a star in the night sky, the whole face is instantly transformed into a very character shape, blurring the boundary between extremely ugly and extremely beautiful in an instant.

Behind the man stood two beauties, all dressed in white, floating like a fairy, the larger one, with a frosty face, but full of charm, and the smaller one, which was born tender and tender like a blooming peony, chic and innocent.

The two women are outstanding people, and they would draw people's attention everywhere, but at this moment they stood quietly behind the man without the slightest dissatisfaction. Looking at it, there was no sense of incongruity in this scene, as if it should have been. So, so the man is more perfect.

From Mo Wen’s point of view, although there are others present, no one can compare with these three in terms of temperament. Among the three, the middle-aged man and the fan monk have extraordinary auras, but they are better than that. The strange-looking man is still a bit short, should he be called the master Yijian of Goguryeo, but only with this demeanor, Fu Cailin has already overwhelmed Zi Ting and Vonanda.

And just as Mo Wen was paying attention to everyone in the dinner, everyone was also looking at them.

Seeing Zong Xianghua leading a man over, Bai Ziting frowned first. He was inviting everyone to come. He thought it was an accident, but at the next glance he was overwhelmed by the demeanor of the visitor. Seventeen or eighteen years old, a well-fitting white robe, a jade belt hung on his waist, and cloud boots on his feet. The simple dress looks harmonious and handsome on this person. Liao Ruochenxing’s eyes raised his hands. There is no need for anyone to explain the noble temperament between the feet. If you say that Fu Cailin blurs the boundary between the ugly and the beautiful, then this person is a symbol of the beautiful, and he really can’t think of it. Who in this world can be better than this person in appearance.

Not only worshipping the Zi Ting, Vonanda and Fu Cailin also secretly thought about the identity of the visitor. Fu Cailin felt that the two disciples behind him trembled inexplicably when they saw the visitor. The situation was like an ordinary person saw the visitor. Like a viper.

Thoughtfully, Fu Cailin looked at his lower hand side. There was a man with an aura and a long sword on his waist. Although his temperament was not as good as that of Zi Ting and others, he was still quite good. At this moment, this man is Looking at Zong Xianghua who came with Mo Wen, she didn't know what had come to mind, her face was terribly gloomy.

"Marshal, do you know who is here?" Fu Cailin asked indifferently. For this cheap disciple, he still loves a little bit. Although he saw it for the first time, the relationship is good, especially the identity of the other party and the commander of the Jiangbei coalition army. One of the commanders, if it works properly, it might really make the Central Plains no longer unify. Leave some time for him Goguryeo.

Kou Zhong took a deep breath, suppressed the bad thoughts in his heart, and waited for an answer when he worshipped Zi Ting but spoke first.

"Xianghua. Who is this?" He looked at his subordinate. I don't know what I'm thinking about.

On the other side, Mo Wen gave a smile, and replied calmly: "No Wen underneath. Come uninvited, don't blame the Lord!"

"Nothing in the next", just a few words changed the expressions of everyone present, this is more than just a name. Rather, it represents an identity, the world's first master, the southern hegemon, and the most hopeful person to rule the Central Plains.

Although I knew that Mo Wen had come to Longquan for a long time, he didn't expect that he would come here in such a grand manner. Isn't he afraid of Turkic troops to encircle and suppress him? You must know if you can get rid of him. Before the Turks went south, the Central Plains would have no chance to unify.

Bai Ziting secretly considered various gains and losses in his heart, but there was a smile on his face, "It turns out that Emperor Chu has arrived. It is really an honor to be here, how can you blame it? Please take a seat!"

After saying that, there is a slight embarrassment in worshipping Ziting. It turns out that the seats here are already in charge, and only the seat for Shang Xiufang is left. It is on the side of Vonanda. Although Shang Xiufang was famous all over the world, after all It’s not as good as Fu Cailin and Vonanda’s status. It’s not impolite to sit in this way, but it’s a bit improper to entertain Mo Wen. In his capacity, he should sit in the position closest to his master. You can’t ask Fu Cailin or Vonantuo to get up and give up your seat. This is a bit of a slap in the face. Let alone the status of these two people, even ordinary warriors can’t stand the humiliation. One is not good. It is estimated that blood will be splattered on the spot.

Looking at Bai Ziting's embarrassed look, Mo Wen smiled, and walked to Shang Xiufang's position casually and sat down, with no dissatisfaction on his face.

After a sigh of relief, Bai Ziting turned his head and looked at Zong Xianghua, "Zong Yuwei, I'm sending someone to invite everyone, I don't know why I didn't come?"

Kou Zhong's eyes were slightly narrowed, but his expression was a bit nervous. Although he had some bad guesses, he still held a ten thousandth expectation.

Zong Xianghua was silent, but Mo Wen on the side smiled and said, "Sorry, worshiping the Lord, but last night, the monks talked about music theory, and forgot to rest for a while. Everyone just went to bed this morning. She couldn't bear to be disturbed. Hearing the invitation from the lord of the country, I decided to wait for her to come to the banquet. The lord will not blame it, right?"

With a soft "click", Kou Zhongyi missed his hand and broke the chopsticks in his hand. His face was pale and his shoulders were shaking constantly, as if he was about to shoot, but after all, he is no longer that little bastard. After years of experience At this time, he also had some city palaces in his heart. After a while, he suppressed the murderous aura, and asked the waiter for another pair of chopsticks if nothing had happened.

It’s just that the murderous intent in his eyes can be concealed from Bai Zi Ting and the others, he glanced at Kou Zhong calmly, Bai Zi Ting smiled and said: "Where, since everyone is unwell, I can’t wait. Come, I will respect Emperor Chu first!"

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In Chang'an, the eldest princess Li Xiuning walked on the street alone, dressed in disguise, without any entourage, watching the pedestrians coming and going, her face was unwilling and resentful, but she could only slowly move in one direction. Go.

Liu Fook Casino, looking at the name, Li Xiuning sighed slightly, his thoughts diverging unconsciously.

The civil turmoil in Chang'an a year ago greatly hurt the entire Li Clan’s vitality. A group of Li’s children fell, and many others were involved and relieved of their posts. Therefore, among the few remaining Li Clan’s direct lines, she was Li Xiuning. Because she also led the troops in battle, leaned against her second brother when standing in the team, and her identity, and thus was reused. Her men led a group of people, which was considered a high-powered person. In Chang'an, she was the best, but even so, she was also Can't get rid of that shadow.

Under the guidance of a maid, she quietly walked into a secret room on the second floor.

At this time, there were three women standing in the secret room, all of them beautiful and graceful. One of them smiled when Li Xiuning came over, "Sister Xiuning, you are finally here. My sister has been waiting for you for a long time!" "

Li Xiuning frowned and said coldly: "Yun Yuzhen, stop talking nonsense, what is the matter for asking me to come?"

Yun Yuzhen didn’t care, she glanced at Li Xiuning charmingly, and then smiled: “It’s okay. Your second brother was in a hurry to attack Luoyang, so Marshal Shen wants you to cooperate with us to take Chang’an and give him Lesson!"

Li Xiuning's expression changed. What is meant to be a lesson? This is basically to destroy the Li Clan in one fell swoop and force her Li family on the road to the end.

"Dreaming! Do you think it is possible for me to agree!" Li Xiuning clenched her fists. Born into a wealthy family, she was educated to be loyal to the family since she was a child. At this time, Yun Yuzhen asked her to betray the family.

On the other hand, Yun Yuzhen frowned, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Do you think it is possible for you to refuse?"

She looked up and down at Li Xiuning. It was a joy to see her slightly trembling body, and gently raised her chin. "Do you want the master to order it personally? If we do it, then how to deal with your Li family? We can still talk, but if the master orders you to do it, it doesn’t necessarily matter what your Li family will end up with? Except for our existence, the master doesn't care about the life and death of those little pawns!"

Speaking, Yun Yuzhen turned his head and looked at a petite and exquisite woman, "Xiao Ji, how about the Xiang family who took the initiative to take refuge in the master?"

Yin Xiaoji frowned slightly, and then said indifferently: "Sister Qian and I have sucked up everyone's power with Beiming magical power, and then killed them all!"

Yun Yuzhen shrugged, then turned around. He smiled and said to Li Xiuning: "A Xiang family who took the initiative to take refuge in, the owner will kill as soon as he says to kill, how do you think he will deal with your Li family?"

Listening to this, Li Xiuning's face flushed first. But then it was pale, and in the end he could only lower his head feebly, and said somewhat sullenly: "You have to guarantee the blood of my Li family——"

"This is natural!" Seeing the goal achieved, Yun Yu really smiled, with a faint divine light in his eyes.

"Come on, let's talk about the defense situation of Chang'an first. How many people can follow your princess' orders?"

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Under the Pi, shouting to kill, there are people fighting everywhere on the endless battlefield. The Yangzhou Army and the Jiangbei Allied Forces are constantly colliding, and soldiers fall in a pool of blood at all times, and the blood that flows out will cover the ground. Dyed red, the remnants with broken blades, broken flags, and the surrounding fireworks, everything looked extremely tragic and tragic.

In the camp of the head coach of the Jiangbei coalition army, a voice was roaring loudly.

"What are you talking about? Those Turkic **** actually withdrew their troops. What are they thinking about, they are blinded, and let us fight the Yangzhou Army alone!" Liu Wuzhou snarled loudly while pinching a signal soldier's neck. Roaring and shaking desperately, the strength almost suffocated the soldier.

"Okay! Let go of him, and don't care about him." A tired voice came from the camp, and Xia Wang Dou Jiande rubbed his red and swollen eyes and persuaded him.

Liu Wuzhou discovered the soldier's flushed face, frowned, let go of his hands, he looked at Dou Jiande gloomily, "Xia Wang, what do we do now, we are not an opponent of the Yangzhou Army at all, let's fight like this. Go down and it's all over!"

Dou Jiande smiled bitterly. He didn't know how in this situation, the Yangzhou Army's own military strength was above them, and it was also well-equipped and well-equipped. The commander-in-chief Shen Luoyan changed the style of making good use of conspiracy in the past. Take up all the advantages. On their side, their own numbers are below each other, and as a coalition army, there is a bit of intrigue in secret, and they can't use their full strength. The losses in several confrontations are horrible, but there is no way.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Dou Jiande calmly analyzed: "We also have hope. As long as the Emperor Tang breaks Luoyang and joins us, there is still hope of victory under the attack from both sides. And the Turkic people have said that, they are. The second withdrawal was to encircle Emperor Chu Mowen. As long as Mowen dies, the Yangzhou army will be in chaos, and we can win without fighting!"

After hearing Dou Jiande's words, Liu Wuzhou's expression eased a bit, and then he let out another cold snort, "These Turks are eager for us to fight to death and life here, they will be good fishermen by then!"

Among the coalition forces, Liu Wuzhou had the closest relationship with the Turks, so the withdrawal of the Turks also made him the most resentful. Of course, there is no shortage of words to express his position to Dou Jiande.

Shaking his head slightly, Dou Jiande did not reply, but looked out of the account. After a long time, he sighed slightly, "Oh, I hope the Turkic party can go well, otherwise we really can't hold on!"

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On a lake near Longquan, a small boat slowly rowed towards Jingbo Pavilion. The look of a lonely, lonely Shizhixuan was sitting on the boat, looking around the lake with smoke and smoke in silence. After a long time, there was a light sigh, like Resentment is like sadness, like sadness and sorrow.

With this soft sigh, several figures appeared one after another, faintly surrounding the small boat.

"Shi Zhixuan, today is your end!"

After Yin Zhu Yuyan came over with the barefoot Houhou in white clothes~www.wuxiamtl.com~ She looked at Shi Zhixuan's complexion, with hatred and resentment, sentiment and regret, and finally turned into a naked murderous intent.

Behind her, Houhou held the double blades of the Heavenly Demon, and glanced over Shi Zhixuan, not knowing what was thinking in her heart.

On the other hand, Shi Feixuan held the Sekong sword and stared at Shi Zhixuan indifferently. Compared with the first meeting, Shi Feixuan at this time is still like a fairy who can't eat the fireworks and fireworks. Everything, but now another thing has been added to the noble temperament, I saw the occasional coquettish, the tens of thousands of styles between the smiles and smiles, which makes people not dare to profanity, but also makes people dreaming. , Unforgettable, these two completely different temperaments are weirdly combined in Shi Feixuan's body, but they are not at all contradictory. The charm is so strong that you can only stand behind her with a little bit in his eyes. The obsessed Xu Ziling can know one or two.

Without mentioning Shi Feixuan's changes, Shi Zhixuan shook his head slightly and turned around with a bitter smile over there listening to Zhu Yuyan's tender drink.

"Yuyan, do we have to get this far?"

ps:

Thanks for being lazy for the monthly pass.