Chapter 338: Deadly Match (7)

Night came. After hunting for a long time, Xiao Fengyi and Xiao Fengqing have gained a lot. The royal hunting has always paid less attention to enjoying the prey, but in the process of hunting. In front of the camp, guards threw wood into the bonfire constantly. The burning flames dissipated the moisture and a bit of cold at night, and the fire light also dispelled the beasts hidden in the jungle in the distance.
Xiao Fengxi sat on the woolen felt floor and drank with Xiao Fengqing and the messengers of Qin Kingdom.
The envoy of Qin Guo also brought a team of song and dance girls and musicians this time. They played Qin Guo's unique instruments and dressed in exposed song and dance girls dancing exotic dances with music before the campfire. The graceful waist, slender white limbs, and the faint and delicate dance skirts are all bloody, let alone in the vast world, away from the crowd, only a group of people wantonly carnival in the grassland, courtesy and ethics Fading away, the original wild nature gradually rose from the heart. The countless eyes staring at Wu Ji seemed to swallow them alive.
The messenger of Yellow watched with satisfaction that Ying Guo, whether the accompanying courtier or the low guard, was staring at Song and Dance Ji, and couldn't help but smile. He held a glass of wine and stepped forward to respect Xiao Fengyi: "Your Majesty, your skill is more robust than the eagles in the sky, and your bravery is more powerful than the tigers on Mount Tulum. Please drink this glass and accept in the Lower Yerut Huer's sincere respect! "
Xiao Feng chuckled and laughed, drinking the wine in the glass.
After the ambassador of Yelu respected Xiao Fengsong, he toasted Xiao Fengqing again: "His Royal Highness, your manner on the battlefield is praised even by our emperor, and we also feel glorious with your opponent."
Xiao Fengqing smiled, raised his glass, and drank all. His face was even more magical in the light of the jumping fire, and the different-colored pupils looked like beast eyes at first glance in the night. When the messenger of Yerut was in his heart, he suddenly remembered the origin of Xiao Fengqing's identity. He stepped forward and said charmingly: "I heard that His Highness Rui's mother is also a Qin national. It seems that the two countries of Qin Ying have been a family for a long time ... haha ​​..."
He laughed and laughed. When Xiao Feng heard it, his face changed slightly. He was about to talk away from the topic, and only heard a click, Xiao Fengqing's wine glass was shattered in the palm, Xiao Fengqing's thin lips sneered. , Slowly twisting the wine glass in his hand, the porcelain wine glass suddenly became powder and fell from the palm of his hand.
The angel's face turned pale, and the wine glass in his hand could hardly hold it. Xiao Fengqing looked at the stunned Yelu Huer, and for a long time he laughed suddenly: "Is Lord Yelu not aware that the mother of the king is still an excellent dancer?"
He said that he stood up, pulled out his long sword, and jumped into the court: "Let the courtiers dance with joy, I wish the emperor to conclude a peace treaty, and the Yunchuan land belongs to me!"
He said that the long sword in his hand was dancing, and the cold-light sword crossed a bright arc, like a silver-colored painterly paddling across the sky. He was like an eagle, and fell in front of the bonfire. The dancers watched He was different from Ying Yan's handsome face, and after a stupefaction, came forward with surprise and teased.
Surrounded by Wu Ji, he danced a set of sword dances commonly used in the army. The strong and powerful sword strokes, which are refined without adding a touch of tenderness, form a sharp contrast with the charming dancers who surround them. He is long and erect, and his handsome face flickers in the fire, adding unspeakable charm.
The sword is a song, and the wind seems to cheer him at this moment, blowing a bonfire to make the flame brighter. The dancing dancer next to him gradually couldn't keep up with his beat, and the artist playing the instrument was gradually taken away by his sword dance, and the extravagant voice in his hands gradually became a deep rhythmic beat.
The dancers retired with interest, and there was only him in the field. Both the Qin and Ying people on the sidelines watched intently. War has always been a matter for men, and only men can appreciate the dance that evolved during the war. In the bright bonfire, only he was dancing alone, but gradually, that one hand raised his hands and one foot seemed to have evolved into thousands of horses and horses, roaring across the grasslands, hunting flags, the tragic battle of the sand field, all With the expression of his vigorous dance.
"Good!" The enthusiastic Qin Guoren screamed and drank, and Xiao Fengqing's tenderness and laziness in the field disappeared. He was like a of war who fell in nine days, determined and determined, and did not flinch.
Xiao Fengzhen stood up and yelled, "This is the warrior who we should be! This is the coach of the grandma!"
The guards of Yingguo came back from the sword dance and cheered, they were excited, and they drank and danced together.
Xiao Fengxi laughed at the warm atmosphere in the field. Aside from the gloomy and extinguishing flames of the angelic angel, his angry face passed the revenge, laugh, laugh, let you finally taste the joy of victory ...
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Yuelang was thin, and there was no other sound on the grassland except the bonfire that was still burning with the warmth. After the carnival soldiers fell asleep holding their swords. After a day of hunting and carnival, there was no more Nothing is more important than sleep.
A few dark shadows quietly landed around the camp. When they first looked at them, the pair of wolf eyes that were exposed outside the face scarf narrowed. He waved his hands decisively, and suddenly a number of silhouettes jumped from the grass and quickly. Move closer to the camp.
With a "thump", a dormant soldier was cut off his throat, his head tilted, and he quietly died with the dream that had not yet been completed.
The black image was a ghost from the ground, and one after another, a corpse was left where they passed.
"Mother's!" Ouyang Ning, who was hiding in a grassy hill, also noticed the smell in the air. He jumped up, quickly took off his camouflage, and hurried to the biggest camp. That pretty and ridiculous woman was right, Qin Guo's group of thieves really had trouble at this time!
"Damn! Damn it!" Ou Yangning cursed in his heart, where did these ambush shadows come from! it! He stared at the camp for a long time and searched around, how could it suddenly pop out? !!
He ran to the camp quickly, and suddenly he was excited in his heart, and shouted, "Water is gone! Water is gone! Escort! Escort!"
The sound cut through the silent night sky, and it came into the ears of the soldiers guarding the camp account. They were shocked, and when they turned around, they found countless dark shadows fluttering over with their long and sharp swords.
"There are assassins! There are assassins!" The guards cried. The calm camp suddenly made noise.
When Xiao Fengxi heard the noise, he couldn't help sitting up.
"Emperor! There are assassins!" The guard rushed in, and a cold knife chased after him, "snapped" and chopped at the guard's shoulder.
Xiao Fengxuan thought about it, took out the long sword that he carried, and "stunned" the long sword out of the sheath. The sheath flew out and hit the long sword.
The guard exclaimed, watching the emperor in front of him holding a long sword, a cold light flashing, and chopped behind him. "Bashing", blood flowers sprayed, and the sound of falling to the ground came from behind. The guard looked back, only to see a masked assassin kill.
"Emperor! Hurry back to the camp!" The guard hurried. Draw a long sword to stand in front of Xiao Fengyi. Xiao Fengxian's face was fickle, he quickly put on his robe, and flew away with a sword in his hand.
There was already blood on the ground outside the royal tent. The front guards of the Imperial Guard fought against their black men several times. Some people screamed and fell down, but the black men gathered from all directions and rushed forward.
"The emperor, go back to the camp!" The guard in front of the imperial guard hurriedly covered the wound on his shoulder and said to Xiao Fengxuan.
Xiao Feng's face was as dark as clouds: "It really happened at this time! Go and see the camp of the envoys of Qin Kingdom! Don't be taboo, kill without pardon!"
"Yes!" The guard led him away, and after a while, he rushed back, his face changed greatly: "Emperor, the envoys of Qin Kingdom are gone, their camp is empty! It must have been sneaking away during the night!"
Xiao Feng's face sank, and he said angrily, "How about the flag guard camp! Send a signal to let the flag guard come to drive!"
"Yes!" Yu Qian's guards were trained after all. Even after the chaos, they calmed down quickly, took out the fireworks in their arms, lit them, and immediately burst a firework in the sky, shining brightly.
Xiao Fengxuan looked at the front guard who was struggling in front of him, and then looked at the group of black men who were not afraid of death. With a long sword wave, he rushed out to join the banner camp!
When the slain hands of the imperial guards were slashed, the spirit was so excited that someone took the horse that brought Xiao Fengshang to death, Xiao Feng got on the horse, fell his sword in his hand, and chopped down the man in black rushing in front. His sword is cold and irresistible. When he caught a horse, he rushed out with pain. The tall sweat of the BMW was unmatched in the Shenjun, and it quickly smashed a few gaping men in front. The imperial guards kept up.
At this moment, a surprise voice came from the northwest corner: "Emperor! Let's go this way!"

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