Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

"The second condition," Zhang Jun approached Yan Heng, "I want you to continue to be my military adviser, my envoy, representing Guangling, go to Xudu for me, and negotiate with the emperor Liu Yi. I want him to come down Edict, accept my identity as the King of Guangling, and welcome into Xudu openly and squarely."

Every word he said was full of confidence and confidence.

Every time Yan Heng listened to one more word, the smile on his face became more sarcastic.

After keeping a low profile in the south for so long, Zhang Juan finally couldn't hold back anymore, and was about to reveal his ambition to share the wealth.

"How can King Guangling be sure that I will do these things for you when I return to Xudu?"

Zhang Juan laughed: "If you are willing to ask such a question, it means that you will do it for me." With a half-smile expression on his face, he glanced at Xie Wuqiu. I have done some investigations. I never thought that Master Yan is also a man of temperament. Tanwan borrowed a guest from me, so Master Yan must be concerned about him and will come back with good news sooner, right?"

Yan Heng frowned, thinking what's going on in the Central Plains?

He didn't know that the Central Plains has gone crazy now. It was originally said that Tan Wan's guest was fascinated by the devil on the twelfth floor, and he would abandon his background and not his reputation to follow him, but most people refused to believe it. Later, the rumor spread that Yan Heng, the twelfth landlord, was stunned by the guest of Tanwan, because he ignored his identity and danger, and went to the martial arts meeting to help the martial arts to expose Qin. Dragon Boat Festival.

How did Yan Heng know what Zhang Jun had inquired about? Although Zhang Jun had indeed caught his current culprit—he didn't want Xie Wuqiu to have an accident, and he himself didn't want to go into it—but he couldn't understand how Zhang Jun believed it. Will he come back for Xie Wuqiu?Isn't it just pretending to be a husband and wife, and accidentally showing too much concern a few times.

Xie Wuqiu himself didn't believe it when he heard it at this moment.Let Yan Heng go back to the Central Plains, will he turn back because of him?Just kidding.But he doesn't care, since the current situation is like this, he is not in a hurry to do it. When Yan Heng is free, it will not be too late for him to find a chance to escape. Now the plan is simple, he only needs to escape by himself.

So, in order to make Zhang Juan relax his vigilance, he tried his best to put on a more miserable look.

Unexpectedly, Yan Heng said suddenly: "Yes, I agree to the conditions. But, you hold me and let him go." He pointed to Xie Wuqiu.

Xie Wuqiu raised his head suddenly.

Zhang Jun was also very surprised, and then he sneered: "Lord Yan, you must be joking, although I really want to keep you—" After all, Yan Heng holds the lifeblood of the [-]th floor, and Xie Wuqiu is the only restraint to let him go. Zhang Juan was not [-]% sure, "But you can convince Liu Yi for me with your eloquence and strategizing, and he is just a fool."

Yan Heng suddenly showed the golden needle in his hand, and with a ghostly figure, he rushed towards Zhang Jun.

Zhang Juan's heart tightened, and he took a step back subconsciously. The soldiers around him drew their swords to protect him. Yan Heng did not fight forcefully. He just occupied a boundary where he could advance, attack, retreat and defend. There seemed to be a flash of sharpness in the eyes, and the aura of the whole person was wide open, without anger and prestige.

"My lord, be careful! The witch hazel..." someone secretly reminded him.

Needless to say, Zhang Juan also took 12 points of vigilance. The name of the golden hazel song is like thunder, and anyone who does not avoid it is like a snake and a scorpion, and fears like a jackal.Everyone was guarding against Yan Heng's next move as if they were facing an enemy.

Yan Heng said: "Let him go, I will stay, otherwise, nothing will be discussed."

Zhang Juan clenched his fists and stared at him.

Yan Heng said again: "I will teach him how to talk to Liu Yi. Don't worry about that, I don't dare to take my own life as a joke, do I?"

Zhang Jun's brows loosened slightly, and Yan Heng continued: "You also said that I am vicious and insidious, how do you know that I have gone and whether I will come back? That Tanwan borrower is worth a lot of money, and his love is deep and righteous." , it’s better to let him go than to let me go, isn’t it.”

Zhang Juan turned his head to glance at Xie Wuqiu, and saw that he was also looking up at Yan Heng, with an indescribably complicated expression on his face.

Zhang Juan thought for a moment, then said: "It's not impossible, but you are full of tricks, and it's better to keep him safe than to keep you. How can you prove that you can't play tricks?"

Yan Heng didn't say a word of nonsense, he suddenly raised his palm, and slapped his palm on his heart under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone.

"Yan Heng!!—" Xie Wuqiu roared wildly, his eyes tearing apart.

Yan Heng spat out a mouthful of blood. He spat out a mouthful of blood clots, looked up at Zhang Jun, his anger was like a silk, but his eyes were still firm: "I am now... seriously injured, and I can't do any tricks. You hold me, Let... him go."

"Yan Heng, you lunatic!! Are you sick!!" Xie Wuqiu roared.

Yan Heng glanced at Xie Wuqiu at the blood-red spot on the ground, and seemed to smile helplessly and weakly.

"Now, let him come here, and I'll teach him how to talk to Liu Yi." Yan Heng said, "I was seriously injured, and you sealed his internal strength with poison, and we can't escape, so don't worry."

Not to mention that the two of them were so wounded that they were half dead and unable to escape, even if they were beaten hard, they would not be able to escape if there was a net outside.While Zhang Juan was surprised, he also secretly admired Yan Heng.He really treated Xie Wuqiu with all his heart, and seeing Xie Wuqiu's reaction, the two people's affection for each other was just as he had heard.

Now that Yan Heng wants to whisper to him, he just wants to talk more sweet words between little lovers.

At this moment, Zhang Juan was finally willing to show his magnanimity at ease, and signaled his subordinates to step back together, leaving room for them to talk.

The jailer pushed Xie Wuqiu towards Yan Heng, he staggered a few steps forward, threw himself on the ground, then staggered up and stood up.

He patted the straw and dust on his hands, and looked at Yan Heng fiercely, as if he wanted to pounce on him and strangle him to death.

Yan Heng opened his mouth, but before he made a sound, he coughed again. Xie Wuqiu stepped forward to catch his leaning body, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him.

This red is really dazzling, Xie Wuqiu thought.

At this time Yan Heng suddenly took the opportunity to stuff something into his arms, Xie Wuqiu took it and hid it in his arms calmly.

From the perspective of the people behind, the two of them are like a pair of lovers expressing their affection to each other, hugging each other reluctantly.

A soldier beside Zhang Juan couldn't help but be speechless: "I never thought that Xie Wuqiu, a generation of swordsmen, would get together with that demon Yan Heng? He looks quite beautiful...but I couldn't even see that ruthless look just now." Scared. I can be cruel to myself, let alone others."

Zhang Juan said thoughtfully: "Yan Heng is also an extraordinary person, I wonder how he fell in love with that idiot Xie Wuqiu."

At this moment, Yan Heng was whispering in Xie Wuqiu's ear, "I gave you a total of four flying flower tokens, you take them to Xudu and find Ping Junhou..."

Of the four Flying Flower Tokens, two are Tingyulou and Mengyulou managed by Tongque, and the other two are each for Yeyin and Miaowu. After the two of them died, the two buildings in charge were separated by Yan Heng. To Tongque and Feige.

"The two flying flower tokens on Liushang have the same pattern as the four outer circles, and the inside is engraved with..." He drew a few runes in Xie Wuqiu's palm.

"You find someone to forge these two pieces and give them to Junhou Ping. Ask him to give these six Feihua Tokens to a boy named Zhaoping."

When Yan Heng said that name, Xie Wuqiu's eyes suddenly widened.An expression of astonishment and enlightenment appeared on his face. He held Yan Heng's shoulders tightly, as if he couldn't wait to ask him something, but Yan Heng said next: "You don't have to worry about the rest, I will I have my own way out."

Xie Wuqiu suddenly became angry again: "What can you do?!"

Yan Heng frowned.

Xie Wuqiu gritted his teeth and grabbed his collar, pulled him away a little, and looked at him: "Yan Heng, you can't help it."

His tone was affirmative, Yan Heng might have been shocked by his expression, he didn't refute for a moment, Xie Wuqiu asked bitterly: "Why?"

Why would you rather hurt yourself than give him the chance to go.

Yan Heng said in a low voice: "It's okay, don't worry, the palm just now looked terrible, but in fact, I have a heart shield on my heart, and the injury is not that serious."

"I ask you why."

Yan Heng was stunned for a moment, bumping into Xie Wuqiu's serious eyes, his face gradually sank, and after a while, he smiled sarcastically: "I owe you."

"Xie Wuqiu, this trip to the south, there is no news about witch hazel." He said clearly.

Xie Wuqiu sneered: "I already knew."

Yan Heng looked at him motionless.

"But, why do you think that I will help you?" Xie Wuqiu said.

Yan Heng's eyelashes trembled, he lowered his head slightly, and a few strands of hair fell down, looking a little embarrassed.

"I beg..."

"To shut up!!"

Xie Wuqiu roared, he suddenly grabbed Yan Heng's chin and kissed him forcefully.He bit Yan Heng's lips like an enemy, the tip of his tongue pierced his teeth, and drove straight in, attacking every inch of the inner wall of his mouth, sucking the blood in his mouth,

Yan Heng was almost out of breath by his kiss, tried his best to lean back, and let out a "woo hoo" protest sound.

But Xie Wuqiu ruthlessly grabbed his face, not letting him move.The force seemed to kill him rather than kiss him.

"Thanks, thanks...no..."

"No autumn..."

While struggling in pain, Yan Heng met Xie Wuqiu's eyes. From there, he saw a vast blue sea intertwined with sorrow and joy, which made people drown involuntarily.

Yan Heng suddenly gave up struggling, opened his mouth to ask for anything, and let him attack the city.He was infected by the emotion in Xie Wuqiu's eyes, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the other's cheek, as if to comfort him.

Xie Wuqiu's eye sockets suddenly became wet.

He got it, he got it all.

Yan Heng probably thought that he didn't know that secret, but, by chance, he did know——Zhaoping, the name of the Son of Heaven.

He has guessed Yan Heng's ultimate goal. Yan Heng has done so many things, mediating among the forces of all parties, while expanding the Twelfth Floor, while disturbing the world situation, his ambition may be very big. He also wants to divide the Eastern Wei Dynasty For a piece of the pie, what he wants may not only be to dominate the martial arts world, but may even be imperial power.

He went south to help Zhang Jun overthrow Zhai Jing. He expanded and formed an army called the Twelfth Floor. Now, he wanted to bring this army back to Luodu and give it to the "puppet" in the palace.

He was never for the twelfth floor, for himself, he was for the emperor who was about to perish who was ridiculed by the world.He once said that traitors seem loyal and falsehoods seem true, so why not vice versa?

He wants to help that person restore the old house to save the Eastern Wei Dynasty?

How ridiculous! !

In his opinion, the Eastern Wei Dynasty has long been hopeless.He said that the world should only be a spectator, and it is a fool's job to sacrifice his life for benevolence. It is enough for him to do it once, and he will not commit such a fool again.

Yan Heng is a top-notch fool in the world.

Xie Wuqiu bit Yan Heng's lips viciously, and finally withdrew from his mouth.

He closed his eyes forbearance, leaned against Yan Heng's forehead, and said in a low voice:

"wait me back."