Lie Junhou [Rebirth]

Nie Yanli's figure is flexible and slender, with a narrow waist and long legs, black hair hanging down, and a thin skirt with wide sleeves, which looks cold and somewhat enchanting. In addition, the pair of soul-stirring beautiful eyes exposed above the veil, if not for Those who are familiar with him will never think that this is a man.

Lin Yi couldn't take his eyes off it. Xiao Huan knew his friend for many years very well, so he smiled and said nothing.

"He... is pretty." Lin Yi came to such a conclusion.

"He has been beautiful since childhood." Xiao Huan said.

Lin Yi laughed, then turned around and asked Shao Chongyou: "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Shao Chongyou sat on the chair mountain very relaxedly, looked at the figure on the Mingguang platform, and said seriously and playfully: "It is more beautiful than when I was a child."

Nie Yanli and Mansha agreed with each other and made moves almost at the same time.Both of them are stunning, with a scimitar and a long sword, the sleeves of their clothes fluttering in the air, the cold light is like a phantom shadow, and the golden hands are clear.

Mansha's footwork is neat and smooth, she swung her scimitar, wiped it horizontally, and stabbed it, just like a passionate troubadour under the setting sun in the Western Regions, her sharp edge burst out.

Nie Yanli, on the other hand, is like a smear of ink on the rice paper. The Yinchun Sword is three-point leisurely and three-point elegant. , black hair and wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, the posture is more than a willow, and the body is more than a shock.

The crowd around Mingguang Terrace held their breath, not daring to miss a single moment, even Emperor Yongguang and Concubine Luo were excited to see it.

In a blink of an eye, Mansha and Nie Yanli had already gone through dozens of moves. Nie Yanli swung the Yinchun sword obliquely, her sleeves like flowing clouds hung down on her wrist, and the scimitar in Mansha's hand also flashed a ray of brilliance. With an arc, the two of them were able to resist each other's vitals at the same time.

"Leave me alone." Mansha said frankly, "You... are very good at swordsmanship."

Nie Yanli rolled his eyes but smiled, but did not respond, nodded slightly, the two put away their swords, the applause broke out from the Mingguang stage, and it lasted for a long time. They try a few more games.

Mansha was a little curious about Nie Yanli, so she stopped guarding the ring, got off the Mingguang Stage, turned her head to look at Nie Yanli again, saw his elegant and graceful back, and suddenly felt familiar.

She couldn't understand it, she never thought that she always loves women and disguises herself as a man to go out, and when she meets someone who is reversed, she fails to recognize it.

Lin Yi was very excited, muttering that he would appreciate Nie Yanli up close when he went back.Wulanjia slipped over while the excitement was coming. He hadn't seen Lin Yi for many days, and he missed him very much. He was holding back his words, but when he saw Shao Chongyou next to him, he was a little confused.

"Little Curly, what are you doing in a daze." Lin Yi dragged him to sit beside him, and stuffed a snack in his hand.

Wulanjia took a bite of the snack in a daze, and asked vaguely, "This is..."

Shao Chongyou smiled helplessly. He was very impressed with this kid. A while ago, Wulanjia was almost beaten in an alley by Mansha, and Nie Yanli imitated Wulanjia and asked him for a hug.

"This is the fourth prince." Introduced to him.

Wulanjia said "oh", then understood, and greeted, "Your Highness."

Leaning forward again, looking past Lin Yi at Xiao Huan, he said obediently, "General."

Lin Yi was happy, and rubbed his curly hair: "I want to bring you home to be with He Xiheng, you two must be able to play."

"Who is He Xiheng?" Wulanjia finished his snack in a few mouthfuls, then reached for it again, his cheeks puffed up slightly.

"It's my little nephew." Lin Yi put a plate of dim sum in his hand, "In the Yueshi palace, your brothers must be much older than you, and no one will accompany you."

"Well, they think I'm too young and won't take me to play." Wulanjia sat on the chair dangling his legs, and there was a hint of loneliness in his words.

"Actually, you are very sensible." Lin Yi put his arms around Wulanjia's shoulders, "It's a bit simple, but very sensible."

Xiao Huan took the Fang Suya Jinpa and handed it to Lin Yi. Lin Yi wiped the crumbs from the corner of Wulanjia's mouth. Shao Chongyou turned his head to see him, and said casually, "The three of you are like a family."

Lin Yi also replied casually: "If He Xiheng is here, there will be a family of four."

After hearing this, Xiao Huan turned to look at Lin Yi, and Lin Yi mouthed to him: "Sanggong." Then he blinked, and for a brief moment when the two looked at each other, the excitement around them seemed to disappear.

"Hey, where did he go?"

Lin Yi suddenly noticed that Nie Yanli had disappeared, and even Shao Chongyou didn't know. He only saw Nie Yanli passing by the envoys of various countries on the other side after getting off the Mingguang Terrace, and he didn't know where he went.

At this moment, a maid hurried over and reported in a low voice beside Xiao Huan. Lin Yi saw that it was Ye Tang.

"Sister Yetang, what's the matter?" Lin Yi asked.

Ye Tang bowed to him, and said to Xiao Huan: "The royal family member in the envoy team is the prince of Southern Xinjiang. This man likes beauty. Originally, I planned to try to get close to him, but I happened to meet Mr. Nie. After he found out, Let me not act for now."

Xiao Huan seemed to guess something, and asked: "So he went for you?"

Ye Tang was a little anxious, and nodded: "It seems that it is true, Mr. Nie just left from the southern border envoy, maybe it was to attract the prince's attention."

Xiao Huan pondered for a while, and said to Ye Tang: "Nie Yanli's kung fu is good enough, if he can't handle it, you will suffer even more if you go. He probably saw the problem and stopped you."

"Is it because of the Wu clan?" Lin Yi recalled that there was a member of the Wu clan mixed in with the Southern Xinjiang envoys, most likely with the Southern Xinjiang prince.

Xiao Huan nodded: "Most likely."

Several people looked at the position of the southern border mission team in the distance. The prince of southern border had already left the table, but the people from the Wu clan were still there.

"Will it be very dangerous?" Lin Yi's eyelids twitched a little. He thought of the spell cast by Concubine Jin on Xiao Huan, and he knew that the witches in southern Xinjiang were not easy to dismiss.Nie Yanli and Yetang are also acquainted, and they love each other, so they should have taken this into consideration, so they didn't let Yetang go.

"They won't cause major troubles in Jinling, but it's not difficult for people to suffer." Xiao Huan said, and then said to Ye Tang, "Nie Yanli's consideration is correct. It involves the Wu tribe in southern Xinjiang. Everything should not be taken lightly. If it were you You shouldn't use your body as bait."

Ye Tang lowered her head: "This subordinate has rushed in."

Xiao Huan waved his hand to signal that he shouldn't take it to heart, and was about to give instructions when Shao Chongyou next to him suggested, "I'll go find him."

Xiao Huan and Shao Chongyou looked at each other, Shao Chongyou said: "You pay attention to the envoys, I'll go find Nie Yanli."

Right now there is indeed no more suitable candidate than Shao Chongyou, Xiao Huan thought for a moment, nodded, discussed it, and Shao Chongyou left the table.

Just at this interval, the crowd suddenly became noisy again.

Following the prestige, he saw a tall and thin man on the Mingguang stage, holding a strange weapon in his hand, with a cold light, waiting for his opponent to challenge him.

The man was haggard and thin, standing there like a skeleton in a black linen shirt, exuding a strange and chilling aura all over his body.

His kung fu is like a man, treacherous and terrifying, several people in a row failed to defeat him, and even when everyone was defeated, they couldn't figure out what happened.

Not only that, but his attacks are extremely ruthless, and those who are defeated either lose a hand or a kick, or have their eyes bloodied, most of them will have permanent effects, and the path of martial arts will come to an abrupt end.

"Who is this?" Emperor Yongguang asked.

There is no rule in Mingguangtai martial arts competition that no one is allowed to hurt people, since it follows the rules, it is not easy for Emperor Yongguang to intervene.

"Your Majesty, this is a warrior from southern Xinjiang." An envoy from southern Xinjiang stood up and replied, his expression was rather proud, "I don't know if anyone can defeat him today. We still have many warriors like him. There are six people here this time, I didn't expect to send only one to guard the ring for so long."

What the envoy wants to emphasize is nothing more than one point - "We have six of them who can fight like this."

His words were a bit insolent, but that's how it was in a martial arts competition. Everyone disagreed, but they couldn't refute it.

Lin Yi gave a "tsk", and said in a low voice: "Let the bastards in Chaozhong take a good look at what real arrogance is and need to be dealt with, so as not to keep staring at Benhou dissatisfied."

Xiao Huan patted the back of his hand and said with a smile: "This person is incomparable to you. You are usually very humble, but if you really get serious, you can trample him shut with just one word."

Lin Yi was a little embarrassed, and gently scratched Xiao Huan's palm: "But I usually don't lose my temper."

"It's good to have a big temper." Xiao Huan said.Lin Yi sometimes gets angry, and his rebellious posture of going to heaven and earth is indeed quite exciting.

The Southern Border warrior on the stage defeated another person, and when the opponent stepped off the stage, his tendons had been severed.

According to the rules, if this warrior wins enough times, he can then choose his opponent, and if he wins a certain number of times, he must be forced to stop and give up the competition stage to others.

Lin Yi was absent-minded on the surface, but he kept paying attention carefully, and said, "General, that man's skills seem to be a bit evil."

Xiao Huan also noticed something wrong, put his arm on the side of the chair, and tapped on the armrest with five fingers, "He uses sorcery. If you are an opponent with him, just stare at his tricks, and you will be affected unconsciously." Bewitched, naturally it is impossible to defeat him."

"Is it witchcraft or spells?" Lin Yi asked.

"It doesn't count, it's more like Jianghu illusion. If he doesn't recognize it, the rules of Mingguangtai can't do anything to him." Xiao Huan said.

"Is there no one left?"

The samurai looked around, showing a cruel smile, full of white teeth.

Lin Yi frowned, and this person would force someone to go up to compete with him next time, but in the current situation, as long as he goes up and faces this sorcery, he will definitely become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he will goug out his eyes and cut off his veins.

Just as the warrior was staring at a young warrior, Lin Yi stood up leisurely, and said loudly: "This Marquis is willing to give it a try, how about it?"

The young martial artist escaped and heaved a sigh of relief.

Everyone looked at Lin Yi, only to see a playful and indifferent smile on his brows, handsome and unrestrained, and his red clothes were particularly dazzling, looking at the southern Xinjiang warrior, but he didn't seem to be looking at him at all.

The so-called clean eyes, inherently unruly, is exactly like this.

The samurai stared at him suspiciously for a moment, then grinned and said, "Marquis Lie Jun? Of course it's very good."

Lin Yi didn't care when he saw him staring at himself as if he was staring at his prey. He walked to the Mingguang stage, gave an order to the palace man, then tapped his toes, jumped onto the Mingguang stage, and took off the lightsaber around his waist with a light swing of his clothes. .

He walked up to the warrior, smiled and said: "Your Excellency is looking at Benhou like this, are you thinking about whether to abolish Benhou's left hand or right hand later?"

The samurai's thin and deeply sunken face was a little frightening, but he was very confident: "Your Majesty can choose it yourself."

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, and said in an exaggerated tone: "It's so hard to be human, so cruel."

The samurai was noncommittal, just smiling grimly.

Lin Yi leaned over and asked him: "Left hand or right hand, do you want to know my answer?"

Warrior: "I would like to hear more about it."

Lin Yi smiled mischievously: "Of course...hit the hand that you obediently admitted your mistake."

The samurai glared, and Lin Yi laughed.

The warrior was extremely conceited. He saluted Lin Yi, then looked at the audience, and said, "According to the rules, I can choose an opponent. Do you mind, Lord Hou?"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Really? Do you want one against two?"

The samurai nodded, seemingly confident in his sorcery.

Lin Yi said: "Choose, there are so many people."

The samurai raised his finger to point at the banquet, and it was Xiao Huan's position impartially.

"Please advise General Fengdu."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Xiao Huan didn't ask anything, got up as he said, and went to the Mingguang Terrace.

The samurai stared at Xiao Huan with ambition in his eyes. Lin Yi knew that he didn't know Xiao Huan's status as a prince, and he just wanted to defeat Marquis Lie Jun and General Fengdu in one fell swoop for the face of Yan.

Xiao Huan said: "I just heard that you have six masters like you?"

The samurai nodded: "That's right."

Xiao Huan said lightly: "Well, then let's come up together."

The samurai froze for a moment, he didn't expect that Xiao Huan looked low-key and rational, but he was as arrogant as Lin Yi.

"Are you sure?" the warrior asked.

Lin Yi grinned and said, "We've all said it together, so let's go together as a whole, don't miss any of them."

The spectators were in high spirits, the warriors did not expect to be dominated by them, Emperor Yongguang said: "It's a different idea, let's follow their orders."

The envoys from southern Xinjiang had no choice but to let the other unknown warriors go into battle together.

The palace servants came up as ordered, and raised the lacquered wooden tray above the top, with two black brocade belts inside.

Lin Yi took one, smiled at Xiao Huan, and said in a low voice: "If you are not used to it, just leave it to me later."

"It's nothing I'm not used to." Xiao Huan casually took off the mask and put it on the tray, and also took a brocade belt.

The two were in a tacit understanding, and turned their backs to each other, handing over the empty door to each other, and at the same time raised their hands to tie the brocade belt in front of their eyes and behind their heads.

Everyone in the audience was startled, some wanted to see General Fengdu's real face under the mask, but because of the ingenious angle, they could only see Xiao Huan's side face covered with brocade sash.

Xiao Huan was handsome and clean, wearing a general's military robe, although blindfolded, he relaxed naturally in every move, with the aura of passing thousands of troops alone.

Lin Yi's pale and handsome face was slightly thin, his thick black eyes were covered by brocade belts, his nose was narrow, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile. He found the direction of the warrior accurately, and raised his chin towards him: "Later Don't cry, son."

The samurai's face became ugly and complicated.

If you don't look, you won't be affected by the illusion, but if you don't use your eyesight, can you really defeat the six of them?

The six southern border warriors were almost identical in appearance, tall and thin in black clothes, like six skinny walking corpses, with strange sharp weapons in their hands glowing with poisonous light, surrounding Lin Yi and Xiao Huan in the middle of Mingguangtai.

On the Mingguang stage, the breeze is in the ears, and the sound is returning to the heart. Lin Yi and Xiao Huan turned their backs to each other, with brocade belts in front of their eyes, and the lightsaber and drunkenness slowly came out of their sheaths.