Chapter 51

However, when the other half of the mask also fell, and Qi Rong's whole face was exposed, he would find that it was not very similar. Although the outlines of the two mouths, nose and mandible are similar, the eyebrows and eyes are completely different. Thanks for the pity, calm and gentle. Qi Rong's eyebrows were raised high, and her eyes were more slender. Although he can definitely be regarded as a handsome young man, but looking at this face, he knows that this kind of person must be extremely difficult to deal with. He was beaten with blood flowing from his eyes, and he was able to open them with great difficulty, but he vaguely saw that the person who caught him was a different appearance, vaguely a red-clothed boy. Although Qi Rong has never seen the true face of Huacheng, when he saw the red clothes, he was shocked and angry: "It's you. It's you!"

Huacheng has shown his true face and said: "You haven't answered the question just now. How did King Anle die?"

Because his eyes at the moment are really terrifying, Xie Lian rushed forward and said: "Sanlang!"

Everyone in the cave has been scattered, Xie Lian grabbed him and said: "What's wrong with you? Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's okay. You calm down first, it's okay..."

He gently stroked Huacheng's shoulder a few times, and his voice became lower and lower. When Xie Lian was young, he was angry or sad. His parents were like this, stroking his back and comforting him softly. Therefore, he also used this method on Huacheng. Unexpectedly, it was really effective. There were a few chaotic colors in Huacheng's eyes. After being stroked by him for a while, his lips moved slightly, and finally slowly cooled and settled down, revealing clarity.

Seeing this, Xie Lian breathed a sigh of relief. Who knows, the breath has not been released to the end, the next moment, Huacheng suddenly shot, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

Under this shot, Xie Lian instantly fixed his figure.

He was completely unprepared that Huacheng would do something to him, so he settled for him. He didn't know what Huacheng was going to do, but he was not worried about himself, only worried that Huacheng would get out of control like before. He opened his mouth to ask, but found that not only could he not move, but he could not make a sound, so he couldn't help feeling a little bad.

Although Qi Rong couldn't fight at all, his mouth was very hard, and he scolded with blood on his head: "You crazy dog ​​one-eyed dragon! Did I provoke you by eating at home?!"

Huacheng smiled and slapped his head into the ground again. After filming, he brought it up again and said, "How did King Anle die?"

Qi Rong said: "What the fuck does it matter to you..."

Huacheng took another slap and said: "How did King Anle die?"

Over and over again, Huacheng always maintained a decent smile, regarded his head as a ball, and slapped the ground nearly ten times. Although it was said that Qi Rong couldn't die, it was because he couldn't die, so it was not enough. Even a cast iron head couldn't stand such a shooting method. Finally, Qi Rong couldn't hold it anymore and changed his mouth: "You're fine, don't you? Can you flip through history books?!"

Huacheng sneered: "If what is written in history is true, I will ask you what you are doing with this waste?" He raised his hand again. Qi Rong shouted and said: "It's Lang Qianqiu! Killed by Lang Qianqiu!!!"

The tumbler in Xie Lian's arms shook, and then shook violently.

He shook too much, and thanks for his pity, he couldn't press him down, and finally watched the Qianqiu tumbler fall out, spinning wildly on the ground. Huacheng didn't look back, but he solved the spell. A burst of red smoke burst out, and Lang Qianqiu's figure jumped up from the fog.

He is a noble man and has never been wronged by this in his life. He pointed at Qi Rong and said angrily, "Why are you spraying people with blood, and you just come here? Anle and I are friends. Who do you think killed him!"

Qi Rong was surprised when he saw him suddenly jumping out, and said, "Are you Lang Qianqiu? Why the fuck are you here?!"

Lang Qianqiu couldn't figure out why he was brought here, but he was angry with Qi Rong's accusation, so he had to make it clear to him: "King Anle clearly died of illness, why do you inexplicably say that I killed him!"

Huacheng watched from the sidelines, and didn't use his head as a racket anymore, and Qi Rong also got involved with him, saying: "The shit died of illness, and only you believe it. He died not long after the gilded banquet, it must be for You assassinated! It wasn't you who killed it, but also those old dogs in Yong'an."

He was messing around, and Lang Qianqiu was so angry that his face was blue, and he said: "No wonder everyone says that the green ghost is inferior. When I see it today, you are really inferior."

He blurted out a sentence, but it happened to touch Qi Rong's inverse scale. After Qi Rong became famous, for hundreds of years, he was ridiculed by all kinds of gods and ghosts for his inferior taste. He hated this section and immediately changed his color, saying: "I am inferior, it is better than your stupidity. Open your mouth and close your mouth, friends, what peaceful coexistence, immortal Can Le and Yongan people be friends? There is peaceful coexistence?

Listening to him mocking his parents, Lang Qianqiu said angrily: "Shut up! My father and mother are sincere, so they are not pretentious, you must not insult them!"

Qi Rongba said: "It's just after a group of rebels and thieves, what a big dog face! Where is Zhicheng? Give Xianle people a king's fief? It's shameless to give to others with things stolen from others. You Everything we own is originally our Xianle!"

Lang Qianqiu was not good at arguing, and said: "You! You..." was actually stuck. Seeing him stuttering with anger, Qi Rong was very pleased, and determined to be more mad at him, haha ​​said: "But even though you killed Anle, this child died for a profit, Xianle killed him one, and you Yongan lost a liu The Golden Palace. It's a pity that I didn't kill you together, and I will teach you the taste of the afterlife!"

Hearing the words, Lang Qianqiu stayed and said: "...What did you say?"

Xie Lian secretly cried in his heart.

He can't wait to jump up and slap Qi Rong back into the ground like Huacheng, and tell him to shut up, but Huacheng has fixed his figure, and he can't earn this spell. Lang Qianqiu said: "What is it that you didn't kill me together?"

Qi Rong was determined to avenge him for his inferiority, and said proudly: "What kind of life is it really? Your stupidity spanned a hundred years, which opened my eyes. You don't even think about it, Xianle people are disgusting to death, you Yongan. , if anyone doesn't hate you, then they don't deserve to be Xianle people! If you really are the descendants of the Xianle royal family, will you befriend the descendants of your Yongan royal family?? It's just to set the details of your palace, to facilitate the arrangement of plans, and bloodbath It's just a gilt banquet for your birthday!"

Xie pity is still struggling, and Lang Qianqiu is stunned. After a long while, he stammered: "...King Anle, and the national teacher, yes, is it all the way?"

He only thought that his teacher and friends colluded to deceive him, and his heart was full of grief and anger, and it was extremely uncomfortable. Who knows, Qi Rong said: "National teacher? What kind of demon heart do you say? Who is with him?"

Lang Qianqiu listened to his question, and was confused again: "You...you said that Anle wants to wash the gilded banquet with blood, but the one who washed the gilded banquet with blood is obviously a national teacher, so aren't they all the way? I..." Can't understand .

Qi Rong said: "The ghost knows where the demon is coming from, it's none of his business! Lang Qianqiu, listen carefully: your Yong'an Kingdom's gilded banquet was washed with blood by Xianle people! Originally, Anle had already taken the dog at the banquet as planned. The descendants of the rebel army were all killed, and who knew that your quirky national teacher suddenly broke in. An Le thought that the matter had been exposed, and hurried back to ask me what to do if I was seen. Who knows that night I heard about the bloodbath and gold banquet It is your country's national teacher, who is wanted across the country."

Lang Qianqiu was stunned for a while before he reacted, and said: "If this is the case, why didn't you say it earlier??"

Qi Rong sneered: "Do you have a problem with your brain? Why should I say it? Is it bad for someone to help you? Can you make me do it if I tell this lie?" At this point, he gloated: "Ah yo yo, I understand Now, you can't believe it, right? I heard that you nailed your master in a coffin later, hahahahaha, you stupid bastard, you killed the wrong person!"

Xie Lian closed his eyes and listened to his vicious laughter, and cursed in his heart.

Lang Qianqiu was so angry with him that the knuckles rattled and said: "...Fake!" He turned around suddenly, and thanked him: "If it is true, even if he doesn't say it, what about you? Why don't you? Say?!"

Qi Rong spat out a knocked-out tooth and said, "Who the hell is this? Are so many of you coming to my cave for a banquet???"

No one paid attention to him, Lang Qianqiu questioned Xie Lian: "If you didn't do it, you clearly didn't kill anyone, why did you admit it?!"

At this time, Xie Lian relaxed all over.

Huacheng finally unlocked the spell to fix him, however, I am afraid it is already a bit late. Lang Qianqiu waited for his answer, Xie Lian stood up slowly, alive the bones of the wrist, and after a while, spit out a few words:

"What nonsense!"

Originally, Lang Qianqiu thought he would say "really, that's what he said". However, Xie Lian just said these four words in a cold tone, completely denying what Qi Rong said was beneficial to him. Qi Rong was unhappy and said, "Who are you calling nonsense?"

Thanks for the pity: "You."

He looked down at Qi Rong condescendingly, and said, "It's all empty talk. What evidence do you have to prove that the blood-bathed gilded banquet is a descendant of the Xianle royal family?"

Qi Rong seemed to be amused and said, "Killing is killing. What evidence do you need? Besides, hundreds of years have passed, what evidence can there be?"

Xie Lian said: "That's why I said that you are nonsense. Xianle and Yong'an are both old dynasties, and they have long since disappeared. Now you are still trying to provoke those old things, what's the point?"

The tone of his speech made Qi Rong startled, as if he remembered something, and narrowed his eyes. Xie pity turned to Lang Qianqiu again, and said calmly: "I killed your father, you saw it with your own eyes. It was not many years before I was demoted for the second time, and I was unwilling to make a big mistake. It was my fault. Yes. But I don't think it's necessary to involve an irrelevant person. This person makes up his mind and does not hesitate to throw dirty water on King Anle, but he just wanted to avenge you for calling him inferior. "

It would be funny to teach others to listen to this conversation. The title of the murderer of a cruel murder still has to be fought over and over again. Those who don't know it may think that the bloodbath and gilt banquet is a great achievement. Lang Qianqiu's thoughts were confused, he held his head and thought for a long time, and said: "Yes... it's you, not someone else."

Obviously he saw it with his own eyes. That night, he rushed into the gilded hall happily, and saw the black-clothed national teacher pull out the slender sword from his father's chest, blood splashing. And at that moment, his father, the emperor of Yong'an, extended his hand to him, not yet breathless. It was only after he jumped up that he lowered his hand.

At this moment, Qi Rong, who was lying on the ground, suddenly said, "Cousin Prince, is that you?"