Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Chapter 175

Sikong Zhaixing felt that he had been blocked and had nothing to say, so he sighed silently, walked back a little distance, took a deep breath and asked, "What exactly do you want? Guo Qingtian, You and I both understand that you don't like me."

Guo Qingtian's expression immediately became very painful, he stared at Sikong Zhaixing for a while, and finally said quietly: "I really like you."

"Brother Guo..." Sikong Zhaixing said seriously.

"I'm bored." Guo Qingtian stretched out his hand and gently hooked Sikong Zaixing's chin. The action was a bit frivolous, but he withdrew his hand in the next second, and the appearance of laughing at Yan Yan made people feel uneasy Come.

Sikong Zhaixing only felt helpless, he looked at Guo Qingtian for a while, and finally asked: "How about you go to investigate the case with Brother Lu and the others?"

Guo Qingtian thought for a while, then shook his head: "I still think it's more interesting to follow you."

"I'm going..." Sikong Zaixing was annoyed, but he couldn't say what he did openly.

However, Guo Qingtian understood it instantly. He nodded seriously and said: "Well, do you need me to help you watch the wind?" After a pause, he continued seriously: "In our hometown, there is such a saying It's called if you kill someone, I'll hand you the knife, if you want to do something bad, I'll help you watch the wind... If you want to roam around, I'll accompany you wherever you go."

This kind of love-like language came out of Guo Qingtian's mouth, and there was a sense of joy inexplicably.

If it was someone else, maybe Sikong Zhaixing would still think about it for a while, but it was Guo Qingtian, his only feeling was that he couldn't laugh or cry.

This is why most people will tell you that you should not be too flamboyant or glib, because you will be regarded as a lie if you say too much in the future.

For example, the current Guo Qingtian.

Sikong Zhaixing stared at him for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to untie a waist knife from his waist and handed it over: "I went to the Western Regions to get the strange thing a few days ago, how about giving it to Brother Guo this time?"

"Brother Sikong." Guo Qingtian's eyes were full of tears, and he almost wanted to reach out and hug Sikong Zhaixing.

However, Sikong Zhaixing moved extremely fast, he paused almost subconsciously, and then stood firmly, his gaze was very calm, but it contained a meaning that Guo Qingtian would not dare to move rashly: "There will be a period later."

"Brother Sikong." Guo Qingtian's tone returned to his original normal. He thought for a while, then took a step back, and rushed towards Sikong Zhaixing in an instant, grabbing Sikong Zhaixing's waist Just run into the air.

This was caught off guard, Sikong Zhaixingrao is so good at light kungfu, but he couldn't withstand someone's sudden madness, and was pulled into the sky by someone.

However, Guo Qingtian's movements were extremely fast, and within a few dodges he disappeared from everyone's eyes with Sikong Zhaixing.

It took Sikong Zhaixing a while to come back to his senses, he felt his breath stuck in his throat, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Brother Guo, what do you mean?"

"We have a saying there, it's called flying together with love," Guo Qingtian said without blushing: "Do I need to be responsible for your reputation?"

Looking at Guo Qingtian who suddenly became distressed, Sikong Zaixing felt powerless from the bottom of his heart, and silently gritted his teeth: "No need..."

The feeling of being held around his waist, as if he had turned into a girl, this illusion made Sikong Zhaixing a little uncomfortable, but he still didn't say anything.

It is very rare that when you can fly around the imperial city, Sikong Zhaixing looks at the scenery seriously, feeling emotional from the bottom of your heart, and then the next second...

He was thrown straight away!

The feeling of being thrown from a high altitude was so bad that Sikong Zhaixing was stunned at the time. Fortunately, his lightness skills were excellent. After a few steps, he stabilized his figure.

Raise your head again, how can there be that person's shadow?

Sikong Zhaixing gritted his teeth, feeling that he was almost going to be driven crazy by that person's weird brain circuit...

Shaking his head slightly, Sikong Zhaixing subconsciously went to his waist to find something, only to realize that there was already a gadget hanging from his waist, it was a small and delicate——

Pink waist drum?

Is there a normal person who would give this kind of thing to a man? !

Touching it again, it was a small and exquisite waist knife, with several small editors engraved on it——

Cut off the water flow.

Sikong Zhaixing was inexplicably startled, he didn't realize when he was approached by this person, let alone put these things on him.

The eyebrows and eyes that always had a three-point smile showed a little bit of surprise, then shook his head and walked away in a good mood.

Not far away, Guo Qingtian, who had settled down steadily, just watched Sikong Zhaixing leave step by step, then smiled and walked away.

He was walking in the opposite direction to Sikong Zhaixing, and he swayed happily step by step, like a drunk person, who often has a kind of drunken pleasure.

He felt that it was time to let go, for example, this Sikong Zhaoxing was just a passerby.

At that time, Qi Mingyuan was thinking about the same thing. He walked all the way, forcing himself not to think about Zhu Yijun.

He is not a god, what Chu Cichao said is absolutely correct, if he must act against the sky, it must be him, Qi Mingyuan, who will be the first to suffer tragedy in the end.

Perhaps Qi Ming is far from afraid of tragedy, after all, he here is just an ordinary statistic, the real him is still in the real world, once he returns, everything will be as usual.

However, he still has a bit of luck in his mind, maybe when all the dust settles, he can stand together with Zhu Yijun in this thousand li river and mountain.

Above thousands of miles, he will no longer be left alone.

Thinking of this, Qi Mingyuan finally followed the feng shui veins to find a feng shui treasure that is easy to divination and stopped, and then made a divination to calculate the fortune of the palace.

It's just that this time before he had time to calculate, he had already noticed something was wrong.

Because it was windy.

The things he had just arranged were blown by the gust of wind, and then scattered little by little, finally forming a strange hexagram——

Big change.

Such hexagrams are never good or bad, and can only be reversed by manpower. Qi Mingyuan was slightly startled, and stood still on the spot with his brows furrowed.

He believes in Zhu Yijun's ability, but he still can't help but worry.

At this time, something really happened in the imperial city.

Gong Jiu and Chu Cichao hadn't arrived yet, but the prison was broken.

A group of monster soldiers came from nowhere and snatched the Zhenxi King from the prison.The big prison in the capital city has always been unbreakable, with many guards, not to mention the perfect defense system, the prison officer knelt at Zhu Yijun's feet, almost shaking like chaff.

Zhu Yijun stared at him and asked, "How about the guard's casualties?"

"All the guards died that day, but the door was unscathed, presumably those people didn't pass through the door." The prison officer was suspicious when he said this. But it disappeared without a trace.

"This time, maybe it's just a wake-up call," Zhu Yijun frowned, his fingers trembling slightly, which he hid in his sleeves, not revealing the slightest clue, "Go back and check under the big prison, is there any evidence?" typical."

Although he didn't want to believe that under that prison that was almost made of copper and iron walls, someone could dig a tunnel with supernatural powers, but this incident was full of evil spirits and strangeness from the very beginning, and Zhu Yijun had to think more about it. Some.

The prison officer seemed to be sure that he would not be ordered to leave the palace this time. After all, he accidentally lost the court's felon, and directly caused the loss of so many good soldiers in the prison. That's why, when he heard When Zhu Yijun spoke, he almost raised his head in disbelief: "Your Majesty..."

Zhu Yijun took off the veil from his lips calmly, and a flower of blood bloomed silently on it, which looked shocking.

His movements were really safe, but even so, he still couldn't escape the prison head who suddenly raised his head.

The prison officer looked at the handkerchief that Zhu Yijun took off in amazement, and then suddenly kowtowed: "Your Majesty... please take care of the dragon body!"

"I can save myself," Zhu Yijun's voice was calm, and he said slowly after a long while: "It's just that if Mr. Li leaks this matter, you should know what the consequences will be."

This time, Zhu Yijun's tone was a little cold and warning. It was such a simple sentence, but it carried an inexplicable deterrent force, which made the prison officer almost sweat, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Little The younger ones dare not, the younger ones dare not."

"Go." Zhu Yijun said calmly, and just stretched out his hand to cover his chest carefully the moment the prison officer went out, the heart in his chest seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, and it made him feel a little angina. It hadn't been written in any pharmacology book before, so he really didn't have the slightest idea.

I can only hold on, and hold on with this life.

Zhu Yijun's cold brows and eyes were slightly clouded, but he heard the eunuch outside say: "Your Majesty, there are hidden guards outside who have received a message from Prince Taiping's son."

Palace Nine.

A look of surprise appeared in Zhu Yijun's eyes, but he concealed it well: "Come in."

The hidden guard came in and knelt down and said: "Reporting to the emperor, someone shot him on the tree trunk in the imperial garden this morning. I only saw it when my subordinates went to inspect it. Please forgive me."

There was a strange bright red on it, which was exactly the appearance of Gong Jiu's favorite letterhead, but Zhu Yijun didn't blame the hidden guard for his disadvantage, just nodded and said: "Go down."

He unfolded the thin piece of letter paper by himself, and slowly read the words on it. He had to say that it was still Gong Jiu's style, concise and ironic——

"Gu and Cichao are coming to the imperial city, please take care, Your Majesty."

Zhu Yijun stared at the letter for a long time, finally smiled faintly, and shook his head silently.

He couldn't figure out whether he could believe this man's words, as if he could see the hesitation in the last two words, and the gentle doctor must have asked him to change it, otherwise how would Gong Jiu write it with his temperament?Zhu Yijun narrowed his eyes, thinking with great interest that it should probably be——

Don't die.