Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Most of the time, Sikong Zhaixing would not feel bored for no reason, but in the few days after Guo Qingtian left, he really felt the emptiness around him.

For a prodigal son, when he is used to being alone, his only weakness is that there is someone who joins inexplicably next to him.

Guo Qingtian came to Sikong Zaixing's life, and then walked away calmly. Sikong Zaixing silently looked at the sky, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

This emotion made him feel particularly strange, even slightly panicked.

It is precisely because I have never cared about anything that I am particularly worried about my emotions.

However, Guo Qingtian never went far. The moment he left Sikong Zhaixing, he soberly responded to a question——

Nowhere to go.

It was as if the days of messing around with Sikong Zhaixing were enough to make Guo Qingtian forget his identity in this world, that is, a black household.

A black household with no reason at all, no relatives, and nothing to do.

If people like Tang Ziqi are suitable for being a killer, Chu Cichao is suitable for being a doctor, like Lu Yao and Lu Xiaofeng can go to investigate cases together, then Guo Qingtian has become a real loner with nothing to do.Follow those people, Guo Qingtian shrinks his neck, forget it, he is afraid of being beaten.

So the only fun is to follow Sikong Zhaixing.

Guo Qingtian took out a wine gourd from his waist as if conjuring, picked it up and poured it into his mouth, and smacked his tongue. Hey, it is really difficult to move in this era when there are no skills. Is it okay to be a star as a peer?

It's just that this idea was turned around in his mind and he dismissed it. As a good young man who grew up under the red flag, we resolutely resist violations of law and discipline, and we must fight to the end.

With such thoughts in mind, Guo Qingtian had something to do in an instant.

That is to sabotage Sikong Zhaixing!

Guo Qingtian made up his mind at the bottom of his heart, if it was said that Sikong Zhaixing went to steal people's things again, he would resolutely crack down on it and ban it, confiscation of stolen goods was a necessary punishment, otherwise how could he set the record straight?

However, after following him for a while, Guo Qingtian sighed silently... Because Sikong Zhaixing is a typical example of robbing the rich and giving to the poor, he is not a thief in the ordinary sense, but a thief with principles.

He never stole money that shouldn't be stolen, and he was even used to finding out who was going to steal it first, and then carried it out methodically.

Sikong Zhaixing's theft technique is not so much a means of earning a living as it is an art.

Guo Qingtian felt that his life was corrupt like this, which was very shameful.

However, Sikong Zhaixing became more and more aware that something was wrong. He knew that he was being targeted by someone recently, but he couldn't detect the other party's malice, and he couldn't figure it out.

Even when he was at his peak, that person would always find a way to follow him like a ghost shadow, silently, with a sense of inexplicable entanglement.

Sikong Zhaixing subconsciously touched the broken water at his waist, and stopped in a gloomy alley.

He rarely does this. Generally speaking, after implementing the plan, he will change his disguise as quickly as possible, and then quickly hide in the crowd. However, this time is an exception, because Sikong Zhaoxing understands that no matter what he Where to hide, he is determined to never escape from that person's grasp.

It was precisely because of this that Sikong Zhaixing stopped and chose to confront the person in the dark head-on.

"I don't know what's important, brother?" Sikong Zhaoxing said loudly, he was standing in the middle of the alley, his mask was perfect.

Guo Qingtian was sitting on the wall, his eyebrows frowned slightly, he could feel that there were three people in the alley, besides him and Sikong Zaixing, there was another person hiding in the dark, that person's breathing sound was extremely shallow, but he was The moment Sikong Zhaixing opened his mouth, he became serious.

What Sikong Zaixing discovered was probably the person hiding in the dark.

"Heh..." The man smiled slightly, with a slightly creepy smile.

Sikong Zhaixing didn't move at all, he stood tall, the outer robe on his body was extremely thin, the sleeves of his robe fluttered gently with the evening wind, and then settled down silently.

"It's your ability to discover my existence," the man's voice was cold, "Boy Sikong."

"I wonder if your Excellency can show up to see you?" Sikong Zhaixing didn't smile. In fact, no one would laugh at this kind of time, because the surrounding atmosphere is too desolate and cold, and this person's voice is too loud freezing cold.

That person didn't seem to mind at all, and stepped on the wall lightly: "Boy Sikong, it's your honor to see me."

Sikong Zhaixing raised his head, but he happened to see the sharp blade less than a foot away from his chest.

Further forward, it was the face of the man who was covered with a black cloak and could not be seen clearly.

This time Sikong Zhaixing didn't panic at all, he just looked at the person in front of him calmly, and then smiled slightly: "Wujingmen?"

The blade in the man's hand didn't deviate at all, he just let out a laugh from his throat.

Sikong Zhaixing just looked at the person in front of him, and then asked in silence for a moment: "Wuzongmen has been away from the disputes in the Jianghu for a long time, I don't know why it came back out of the Jianghu this time?"

"We want you to do one thing." The man sneered and pushed the blade forward.

"I don't like people asking me to do things with a sword." Sikong Zhaixing smiled wryly.

"This is not a request," the man raised his brows slightly, and his voice became even colder: "This is a threat, if you do it, you will live, if you don't do it, then..."

Sikong Zhaixing suddenly smiled: "Will you kill me? Then Brother Guo, it's time for you to go."

He suddenly raised his head and looked right at Guo Qingtian, who he thought was hidden.

Guo Qingtian raised his eyebrows in surprise, meeting Sikong Zhaixing's smiling eyes: "Long time no see."

This time Guo Qingtian really had nowhere to hide, because in the next second, countless hidden arrows flew towards him!

The arrow array seemed to have been placed for a long time, but at this moment it was about to explode!

Guo Qingtian clicked his tongue twice, turned forward slightly on the wall, and jumped down in the air. There was a little playfulness in his eyes, and he stood silently behind the man in black, and then smiled slightly Smiled: "Here, let me tell you, if you don't go that way now," he stretched out the bamboo pole and pointed to the side, and said with a smile: "Then I will beat you to the sky, you know What is hit to the sky? That is dun dun dun! Although you are not a healer, but..."

"Draw your sword!" The man in black felt a group of flies buzzing around his ears, which almost made his brain hurt.

Sikong Zhaixing smiled complacently by the side with his arms folded, and he swayed slightly to the side, exposing his arms, ready to attack Guo Qingtian on both sides at any time.

Guo Qingtian stared at the man in black with an extremely perverted need, perhaps because he hadn't fought for so long that his mind was full of the urge to fight.Thinking of this, Guo Qingtian took a step back, stepped on the ground with all his strength, raised his hand suddenly, and rushed towards the man in black in front of him!

This action is extremely chic, showing a kind of unruly style, but the moment he approached the man in black, Guo Qingtian's old problem broke out...

He picked up the man in black by the waist, and then flew into the sky in front of Sikong Zhaixing who was ready to fight!

This movement was so fast that not only did Sikong Zhaixing fail to react, even the man in black who was being carried into the sky did not react...

The moment when both sides reacted, the man in black became furious and almost uncontrollably stabbed his sword towards Guo Qingtian, who was hugging him tightly. Before letting go, Guo Qingtian chose to let go.

"Paji." Guo Qingtian dubbed a voice without feeling guilty, then rubbed his head, and continued to fly away in an extremely chic posture. After thinking for a while, he turned back and picked Sikong Jie As soon as the star is picked up, it will fly with the person in the same posture.

Sikong Zhaixing sighed silently: "Is this how you fight?" This kind of sense of sight of a hooligan...

Guo Qingtian rubbed his head, and made a mistake again: "Are you angry? Well, it's really my fault. I shouldn't hug other people's waist casually, especially if you hug someone so tightly. I won't dare next time."

Looking at the little daughter-in-law Guo Qingtian, Sikong Zaixing only felt a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, and asked after a long while: "I forgot to ask you before, what are you going to do with me all this time?"

"I'm just a little bored," Guo Qingtian sighed, and instantly felt that he had lost the upper hand, but when he saw the broken water hanging from Sikong Zaixing's waist, he felt better for a moment, so he directly pulled Sikong Zhaixing made a 360-degree spin in the air: "Now I decide to pursue you."

Sikong Zhaixing was suddenly very thankful that he was not using lightness kung fu at this moment, otherwise he would probably fall down after a moment of anger.

Looking at Sikong Zhaixing who hugged him tightly silently, Guo Qingtian twitched his lips and smiled with great satisfaction: "Well, that's good, if you are afraid of Zhaixing, you can hug him a little tighter."

How shameless is this... Sikong Zaixing spat out a mouthful of old blood, and suddenly felt that he had really wronged Lu Xiaofeng before, and Lu Xiaofeng would feel no pressure after Guo Qingtian exploded, okay?

It is simply the face of the pinnacle.

On the other side, Chu Cichao and Gong Jiu had just arrived in the palace. Zhu Yijun didn't embarrass them this time. In fact, he really couldn't embarrass them.

Since Zhu Yijun ascended the throne, it was the first time that he did not go to court because of his illness.

Chu Cichao was sitting on the soft cushion beside the emperor's couch at this time, reaching out to take Zhu Yijun's pulse, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Gong Jiu was also sitting beside him, with such a dignified expression, his eyes showed a little disgust and meaninglessness, and he tried hard to hold back the thought of pulling Chu Cichao back.

"Your Majesty's poison, maybe Chu can solve it, but the most important thing is..." Chu Cichao's gaze moved up a little, and fixed on Zhu Yijun in front of him.

Zhu Yijun's obviously pale face slowly showed a little smile, that smile was a bit bitter: "I believe in you."

"Okay," Chu Cichao smiled, stretched out his hand and began to write the prescription, "Maybe it will be helpful for the emperor to add these medicines when taking a bath, and Chu will come back to give the emperor acupuncture in a few days."

"Very good," Gong Jiu stood tall, and handed the prescription to Zhu Yijun who was on the sick bed, with obvious impatience on his face: "Then we can leave."

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows.

Gong Jiu then raised her eyebrows, and said calmly and coldly: "Could it be that you still want to watch the emperor take a bath, that's disrespectful." And I plan to kill the emperor even more disrespectfully, what should I do?

Chu Cichao rubbed his eyebrows: "Chu just wanted to tell the emperor that the water temperature should not be too high, otherwise it will affect the efficacy of the medicine."

Zhu Yijun turned his head slightly, holding back a smile.