[mouse cat] special way

"We won the first game, which is really a good sign!" On the viewing platform on the second floor of the Royal Corridor to the east, Chun Ni leaned half on the railing, and saw that Wuzang Wushan in the opposite camp lost his hand and was captured by Li Yuanhao. The tall Xia country nobleman taught him a lesson.

"En." Shao An nodded, took a sip of tea, and pushed the dim sum plate on the table to the right, "Don't you like Xiangtangzi the most? Lao Zhang made it specially in the kitchen, try it." He said Sitting on the right is the young master "Bai Yutang" who has been "harassing" him these days.

Zhao Ling didn't dress like a man today, but wore a goose yellow long skirt.She picked a fruit with a sullen expression, held it in her hand without saying a word, and only glanced at Xuande Building from time to time.

"My brother, what's the matter today? Didn't you look forward to today's competition yesterday? Why are you listless now?" Shao An touched the teacup in front of her and found that the tea was already cold, so he asked the boy who came with him to change it for a cup. .It is hard to find a private seat in this viewing platform, but it is not difficult for him.Cleanliness is the most important thing about an elegant seat, and the servants can bring refreshments, so you don’t have to squeeze around with others.I thought it would make this person happy, but now I don't know what happened, her face is so ugly.

"Brother Shao, she's fine." Chunni turned around when she heard the sound, "Lingling is wearing women's clothes, isn't it a bit strange for you to call her a good brother?" Who would be happy when they met a competition where they were the prize?

"Oh, yes." Shao An couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong with Lingling, can you tell me?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Ling looked away, "I'm just a little worried about Big Brother Bai and the others."

"Brother Bai is very skillful, I think I'm sure." Shao An took the freshly brewed tea from the servant and placed it in front of Zhao Ling.

As he was speaking, the second match had already begun.

This time, they are fighting against Ye Lili Qingyuan and Yingsan of Xia Guo.

Yeli Qingyuan is also a nobleman of Xia Kingdom, more precisely, he comes from Li Yuanhao's mother clan.Yeli Qingyuan is about thirty years away, tall and straight, and very thin. His face is deep and contoured, and a pair of eagle eyes are piercing.He stood on the stage with his thin lips tightly closed, holding a black iron mace in his hand.

Yeli Qingyuan is a well-known expert in Xia Kingdom, and also the instructor who trains killers in Yipintang. A mace makes Yipintang obedient.Moreover, he is courageous and good at planning, which is far from being comparable to Wuzang Wushan who was blindly brave just now.The wolf teeth on the stick were shining with a biting black light, as if trying to tear the opponent in front of him into pieces.

The two confronted each other for a while, seeing that their opponent was not moving at all, Ying San gritted his teeth and had no choice but to move forward with his sword.

"Why do people in Xia Kingdom like to use this kind of weapon?" Zhao Ling in the viewing platform seemed to be in a better mood, and asked curiously, "I saw that Brother Zhan and Brother Bai are all using long swords, even Xu Xun The hammer used by the third brother is not as big as his?"

"Maybe it's because of the different ways of martial arts. Mace is a rare weapon in the Jianghu. The weight in his hand is probably not less than a hundred catties. The wrist strength of the people of Xia is really amazing." Chunni held her chin, knowing that she and Brothers all use long swords.

Shao An didn't speak, just held his teacup and looked at the two wrestling on the stage, seeing Yeli Qingyuan under the heavy hand, Ying San dodged frequently, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and sighed in his heart: I'm afraid this battle will be Can't win...

Right now, Ying San has been forced to the edge of the ring, he swayed his shoulders, stepped a little, trying to get over Ye Li Qingyuan's head.

Where did Yeli Qingyuan make his wish come true, in an instant, the mace swept across with the sound of a tiger roaring, hitting Yingsan's ankles directly.Ying San hit back with his long sword and tapped on the mace, you must know that the sword is light and the stick is heavy, if the two hit each other, the long sword will break.

"Not good," Zhan Zhao said, "the difference in strength between the two is too great, Ying San is going to be seriously injured if he pushes on like this."

Sure enough, Ying San's tiger's mouth was split open, and the long sword in his hand was broken into three sections.He didn't even look at the wound in his hand, and put on a stance, planning to fight again with his bare hands.

The two fought for another ten moves, Yeli Qingyuan had a contemptuous smile on his lips, and the mace swept towards him. Halfway through, he suddenly turned from sideways to straight, and suddenly attacked Yingsan's ribs...

No one can withstand the power of this stick.

Ying San was sent flying far away, knelt down on one knee, clutching the injured area under his ribs tightly with one hand, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and the blood oozed from between his fingers.Nori Qingyuan strode forward, waiting for the final blow to his opponent.

"Amitabha," the dead wood master stepped in front of him, "since the benefactor has won the victory, why bother to commit murder."

Yeli Qingyuan gave the master a cold look, put away the mace and turned to step down.On the east side of the green tent, someone had already rushed to help Ying San down, and sent him to the tent to heal his injuries.

Master Deadwood announced: "In the second round, Xia Guoye and Li Qingyuan won."

In Song Guo's tent, everyone surrounded Ying Ying into a ball.

Ying Sanshang couldn't lie down under his ribs, so he half leaned on the chair.His face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were slightly closed, and the unstoppable blood at the corner of his mouth made people tremble with fear.Ying Shiwu was best friends with him on weekdays, but now he was squatting aside and grasping his hand firmly, his knuckles turned white.

"Brother," he said with trembling lips, "hold on, you'll be fine."

The third round of competition outside is about to start, and Xia Guo warriors are already standing on the stage. The man Xia Guo sent for this battle is called Li Ziming. This man was originally a villain who escaped from the Song Dynasty.Ying Yi frowned, and was about to go on stage as soon as he lifted his robe.

Bai Yutang patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Be careful, this guy is very vicious, he can use hidden weapons."

Ying nodded and flew onto the ring.

"Get out of the way, the Imperial Physician is here." A eunuch outside the tent led the imperial physician over, and the people around Ying San opened a gap to let the imperial physician in.

Bao Zheng walked in to see this situation, pondered for a while, then called Zhang Long out, and asked them both to go back to Kaifeng Mansion to pick up Gongsun Ce.Because they didn't know what the Xia people wanted to dig, Gongsun Ce and Chao Han stayed in the mansion.Seeing Yingsan's half-body blood-stained and dying appearance, Bao Zheng couldn't help but worry, if anything happened to Zhan Zhao and the others, Gongsun Ce's medical skills were more reliable.

In this room, the imperial doctor gently lifted the clothes on Ying San's chest, and everyone saw the hideous wound on his rib that was bleeding.The imperial doctor frowned, he couldn't bleed any more, and if he bleeds again, he couldn't keep it. He kept making simple bandages for Ying San, and softly called the wounded patient to keep him awake. Call him along with the imperial doctor.

Ying San's drooping eyelashes moved, and suddenly he spurted out a big mouthful of blood while supporting the handrail.

The imperial doctor saw that the blood was bright and frothy, and he was in a bad mood, the stick probably hurt Ying San's lungs.

Ying Shiwu panicked, and clenched Ying San's hand even more tightly, only feeling that his hand was getting colder and colder, as if he couldn't hold it.

Seeing that Ying San's condition is not good, Zhan Zhao pushes away the crowd and walks to him, intending to channel internal energy for Ying San to continue his life, but he stops him when he doesn't want to.

"Master Zhan, don't waste your energy." Yingsan's voice was weak, and the blood from the corner of his mouth was still flowing, "I have an old disease, and this time it happened to be injured on it. You still have to compete, so don't waste your energy .”

"Stop talking, build up your strength." Zhan Zhao supported his shoulders, comforting him softly.

Ying San seemed not to have heard his words, staring straight at the direction of the tent, said quietly: "I am incompetent, please lead me to ask the emperor for my sin."

"Don't say that, you've tried your best. What you need to do now is to heal your wounds..." Zhan Zhao took a deep breath and continued, "Brothers are still waiting to drink with you." They are all martial arts practitioners , although they have only been together for a few days, they have already formed a deep friendship.They originally planned to go to Juxian Tower together after this ring competition is over, where Bai Yutang has booked his daughter Hong for 18 years.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait, brother, I'm sorry." Ying San's voice gradually weakened, and his eyes that had lost their light gradually closed.He has always been a person who performs tasks in the dark, and it is already the dream of the shadow guards to die under the sun like this under the name of Shan Ying.

"Brother San..." Ying Shiwu's eyes were red but he didn't shed a single tear. He just silently helped Ying San put on his clothes and wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth so that he could sit more comfortably.

After a while, Yingyi also came down from the stage.Because of Bai Yutang's reminder, he didn't suffer any injuries, but that Li Ziming was really cunning, he forced him into a corner and kicked him off the ring with poison.

Master Deadwood shook his head slightly. Although Xia Guo won the third game, he won the third game, but it was not a forceful victory.

Now, Song has one win and two losses, and is temporarily at a disadvantage.

"Yingyi is ashamed." The person who just came down from the stage saluted Master Bao, and then cast a questioning look, everyone lowered their heads and couldn't bear to say any more.Ying Fifteen raised the curtain, shouted "Big Brother" with red eyes, and Ying Yi understood.With a sigh, he entered the tent, together with Ying Twenty Seven, he groomed Ying San and sent him back to the palace.

Ying Shiwu, who had just sent his elder brother away, wanted to invite a fight, but Bao Zheng dismissed him because he was emotionally unstable.Seeing that the people from Xia Guo had already come to the stage, Yang Wenguang, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang from Song Guo had yet to fight.

Zhan Zhao looked up at the ring, and there was a tall man standing on the stage. He was wearing a dark red smock, and he just stood there carelessly, with his hands tucked into the wide sleeves of his robe, and his picturesque face was flirtatious. 's smirk.Who else is He Huan who is neither human nor ghost?

Zhao Hu shivered suddenly, and muttered, "Whether this guy is a man or a woman, it makes people panic."

Bai Yutang said coldly: "He's a demon from the beginning, and he's a very powerful one." He held the goose's feathers and turned his head to ask, "Mao'er, how about I go?"

Zhan Zhao thought to himself, two consecutive games ended in failure, this one must be won.It's just that He Huan's kung fu is very weird, and Ying Fifteen might not be his opponent.And that Xiao Meng and Xiao Yang haven't played yet, there are eight out of ten (==) nine out of ten people who are Xia Guo's leading figures.Based on his practice of fighting with two people side by side, we must also send two people to fight. I originally intended to fight Brother Xiao with Bai Yutang.This battle...

He turned around and cupped his hands at Yang Wenguang: "Young General Yang, this man is very powerful, please go ahead in this battle!" Mrs. Yang nodded, she also understood the importance of this battle, that Ying Fifteen was too impulsive at this time , it is not suitable to play, and Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao... She secretly sighed, the Xiao brothers are not something her grandson can deal with now.The Kaifeng Mansion also took care of the Yang family and took over the heaviest burden.

"Okay! Put it on Wen Guang!" Yang Wenguang strode onto the ring with a silver gun in his hand.

On the stage, Master Deadwood looked at He Huan, who was exuding a demonic aura, and Yang Wenguang, who was upright and awe-inspiring, and announced calmly: "In the fourth competition, He Huan from Xia Kingdom will face Yang Wenguang from Song Dynasty."