Chapter 5: The Strong (Long-Term Final Edition)

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Chapter 5: The Strong
In the afternoon, the orphan camp owner was taken to another place. Leng Feiyan looked around. This is a long-abandoned Colosseum. Rocks are cracked, grass is cracked between crevices, and the center of the sunken field is covered with rusty iron cages. Mottled blood was visible from time to time.
Above the stand, there was only a master's chair, and Murong Yan sat in between. More than a dozen guards were dressed in black and lined up. The teenagers didn't dare to come out. Murong Yan glanced around and said slowly, "I brought you here, I said, I can't save anyone's life. I can only give you time to let you have a new choice. The power of destiny. Now is the time for you to choose for yourself. Take your weapons and fight for yourself. I will take the last person to survive. "
The teenagers were shocked, but did not have time to respond to them. The "Masters" stepped forward, and each of them chose the weapon that was most in their favor, and then pushed the two into a metal cage. Leng Feiyan glanced at the left wolf, who was also looking at her.
Of all the people here, if she must choose the strongest by force, she must survive. There was no time, Leng Feiyan was pushed into the iron cage. Her opponent held a short knife, and her five fingers clenched the knife handle very tensely.
Leng Feiyan turned his head, glanced at the left wolf again, and picked up a dagger. Zuolanglang raised his head, and Murong Yan was sitting in a serious position on the stand. He was not very young, but had an inherent power. She hesitated a little and chose bows and arrows.
This choice obviously surprised everyone. How can the bow and arrow be stretched so narrowly?
Murong Yan watched the field with interest. In the first round of the showdown, in order to have a certain degree of appreciation, they used weak to strong. Several kung-fu teenagers did not meet directly. Leng Feiyan quickly resolved his opponent, and looking back, Yang Lianting had already won the game. His kung fu is not good, at most here is sixth or seventh, maybe there is no chance to match himself.
She didn't know if she should expect him to lose or win. What about winning? But that's the difference between dying in one's own hands, or dying in another's hands. But ... this is the first time in my life that he is a friend!
She turned to look at the left wolf. The left wolf's opponent was not strong, but she did not take advantage of the weapon in hand and was struggling. Bows and arrows cannot indeed be cast in cages. Fortunately, the opponent is not very strong. Although it is difficult, it still wins.
There is no room for mercy in the face of a desperate opponent. The corpse was dragged down quickly, and some of the winners were happy and dignified.
Without a break, the victor quickly met the other victors in the cage. The left wolf picked up the weapon left by the previous opponent, a dagger full of bloodletting grooves. The second opponent caught him as soon as he entered the cage. The left wolf wore a sword to meet him. On the early spring day, it was cloudy and hazy. The wind blew the rain and brought the sharp spring cold. The teenagers were sweating on their heads, and their young eyes were stained with blood, like madness.
The number of people on the field decreased one by one, and the blood was stained on the spring grass that had just emerged. It was not bright. By the last round, Yang Lianting had already suffered multiple stab wounds, and Leng Feiyan was still intact. Most of the blood on the body came from dead opponents.
The left blue wolf looked at her in the cage, Leng Feiyan raised the blade of his hand, licked the tip of his tongue, and rolled off the blood on the blade.
The final showdown was imminent, and Yang Lianting was pushed into Leng Feiyan's cage. Leng Feiyan's hand holding the knife shook slightly, but was calm. Along the way, see how many lives and deaths? I don't want a companion or a friend, just because I don't want this moment. But she couldn't do anything for her life, so she didn't want to say anything extra.
She raised her sword and pierced it. Yang Lianting knew that she was not her opponent, she did not fight back at all, she just defensively. Zuolanglang quickly resolved his opponent, and suddenly picked up a bow that he had never used before.
Then he drew his bow and set his arrow, and the arrow passed through the gap of the iron cage precisely. Leng Feiyan originally faced the left wolf, cursed at once, and waved his sword back to defense. However, the second arrow and the third arrow of the left wolf came quickly!
The space in the cage was small, not to mention she had to guard Yang Lianting and couldn't dodge. She was shot by the left wolf in the right arm.
There was silence in the field, and the instructors secretly looked at Murong Yan who was seated. The corner of Murongyan's mouth was slightly raised, and he saw that between the electric light and flint, the left blue wolf shot another cold thigh in an arrow. She raised her arrow to aim again, Leng Fei yelled, threw away her weapon, and simply gave up her resistance.
Yang Lianting was startled and turned to look at the left wolf. The left wolf was sweating all over his forehead, and his clothes were wet and dry, forming a white frosty salt frost. Her last arrow did not shoot out. She lowered her bow and arrow and knelt down on the ground: "The Lord ordered us to kill each other, and undoubtedly wanted to get the ultimate strongman. But ... but the subordinates thought that human beings have their own strengths. Now, the highest martial art People are already seriously injured, and it is not appropriate to fight again. The subordinates are brave, please leave us with the Lord and allow me to work together for the Lord. "
A brief silence, everyone looked at Murong Yan in the stands. Mu Rongyan turned his hand bones gently, half a moment, and said softly, "Today, you are all very hard. Go on grooming."
The people in the field were relieved. Not long after, the cage was opened and someone led them to bathe and freshen up. As soon as Leng Feiyan came out of the cage, he scolded: "despicable!" Zuolanglang squinted at her, or Yang Lianting stepped forward, examined the wound, and said, "It's okay, I didn't hurt badly. I'll find a place for you Draw an arrow. "
Leng Feiyan gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you win? No, no, I'll hit another place and try again!"
Zuo Canglang ignored him, and several people were taken to a separate house with his attendants, which had already been prepared with hot water and clean clothes beside him. After a while, the maid gave the wound medicine, Yang Lianting bandaged Leng Feiyan, and the three men freshened each. When I was younger, when I came back, I looked at each other and felt different.
The white robe was soft and smooth, and it was like a winter plum blossoming on a teenager. A maid came outside and said respectfully, "His Highness invites the three young masters to take a break, and someone will come to meet you at night."
Yang Lianting immediately fell on the white and soft couch: "Just right, I'm exhausted, I'll sleep for a while." Leng Feiyan fell beside him, and said, "You left me waiting for the wolf, until I get hurt, I'll take you ... "She didn't say the word, and she fell asleep.
Leng Feiyan leaned on the bed, without knowing why, there was no drowsiness. Thoughts began to flow from the moment Nanshan first saw him. Every fragment with his appearance is the seed of memories. His expression, his voice, a meandering pattern in his horns, everything he had was enough to remember thousands of times, lingering in the dark or light river, growing flowers and leaves towering.
Perhaps there was a passing coward who saw all the dry glory and asked, "Why love?"
But at the beginning of a distant person, the first heartbeat accelerated, the first time was helpless, the first lovesickness was not sent, and the situation was like a madman. Who can tell clearly why love?
When it was night, Wang Yunzhao, the head of the Murong Yan House, came to ask for him. Leng Feiyan and the three have all woken up. He often followed Mu Rongyan, and the three knew that his identity was not low, and he saluted. Wang Yunzhao said: "Don't leave, this time His Highness will host a banquet for three young princes in Qian Bilin, and the meeting will be entrusted with a heavy task. How can I afford such a great gift in the next office."
While talking, they led three people out, and the carriage was outside. The carriage is not luxurious outside, but it is large and comfortable inside. Wang Yunzhao and the three were in the same car. Leng Feiyan first asked: "Mr. Wang, are we going to do something in the second house?"
Wang Yunzhao laughed with a smile on his face: "It's impossible to say, maybe His Royal Highness has other arrangements." Leng Feiyan nodded and said, "If you can't go to the house, you still don't want to go to the house. I'm used to it, Don't like places where there are too many rules. "
Wang Yunzhao said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is not yet married, the personnel in the house are simple, but there are no such rules." Leng Feiyan was curious: "His Royal Highness does not have a concubine?"
Wang Yunzhao poured tea to the three and said, "Not yet, but His Royal Highness has already made a marriage contract, and the wedding is coming soon." Leng Feiyan glanced at the left Canglang and asked: "His Highness has made an order Anyway? Which girl? Is it pretty? "
"It is the daughter of right-handed prime minister Jiang Sanyi. Alas, the three young juniors grew up in orphan camps from an early age. They want to come and not know much about Dayan personnel. If there is an opportunity in the future, the husband will talk more about it."
Leng Feiyan nodded, and Wang Yunzhao asked Yang Lianting something about the Yang family. He said, "When I wanted to come, Mr. Yang Xuanhe and Yang Ye had also diagnosed her mother. I didn't expect the times to change. The Yang family would be in great trouble. It's kind of heavenly. "
When Yang Lianting heard that he knew his ancestors, he immediately asked a lot about his ancestors. The carriage rushed through the night, and on both sides was the night view of Jinyang City, the capital of Dayan. Zuo Canglang raised the curtain, and Wang Yunzhao pointed out the famous scenes from the window from time to time. There was no place in the world where she was familiar.
After a long drive, the car finally stopped in a place where the flowers were clear. The coachman helped Wang Yunzhao down, and the three immediately jumped off the carriage. Wang Yunzhao said, "Three young princes, here is Qian Bilin. Your Highness has been waiting for a long time, and the three please follow me."
The three followed him and passed through the Qujing deeply, but when they saw the buds of the cherry blossoms, they would not bloom. There was a kind of sweet fragrance in the air, and there were mountains like daisies in the distance. At the end of the trail, the early-opening cherry blossoms are stacked on top of branches, but under the tree, there is a small red clay stove, and the wine is warm on the stove. There were cases set up on the ground, and Murong Yan sat beside the case without any other guards.
The three approached and saluted him. He scalded the cups in boiling water, clamped them out with wooden clips, and said, "Sit." The three men sat around the stove, Murong Yan smiled, and handed them the cups one by one. The three ate Startled, stood up and picked up with both hands.
Mu Rongyan signaled that they didn't need to be courteous, and first told Yang Lianting: "After the Yang family was cut and chopped by the door, no one collected the body. I buried it under Nanshan. If you want, you can go to worship and rebuild the ancestral tomb. After all, the circumstances of the case are unknown and the monument should not be erected. "
Yang Lianting burst into tears: "Thank the Lord for his great gratitude! But Lord, my Yang family was framed! My father wanted to reveal the part of Wen Weishu's private slaughter, and the sale of troops and horses ..."
Murong Yan interrupted him and asked, "Do you have any evidence?" Yang Lianting paused, then suddenly said: "After the death of his father, the zipper is unknown, and all his correspondence with Tu are gone."
Murong Yan said: "Wen Weishu is a servant today, and has been in charge of Ma Zheng for so many years. You can say in a word that he is a private person, who would believe it?"
Yang Lianting lowered his head and Murong Yan said, "Patience, wait for the opportunity."
Yang Lianting held the cup tightly, but still nodded.
The maid began to serve, and Murong Yan took a chopstick and motioned them to eat. The three then moved the chopsticks. The dishes are very rich, but Murong Yan still chops on chopsticks and doesn't do it anymore. Leng Feiyan asked, "Lord, what are we going to do next?"
Murong Yan said, "You accompany Yang Lianting first to repair the grave and worship the ancestors. I will make another arrangement in two days." Leng Feiyan nodded and waited until the meal was almost finished. Both held black trays.
Murong Yan said, "I'll send you a greeting." On the tray, a blood-red sleeved sword, a box of gold needles of varying length and thickness, and a bow and arrow. It is the weapon that the three usually use. The three had their weapons for the first time, and for a moment forgot their words. Murong Yan said: "Thousands of forests are different from other places. You can stay here. It is also not interesting to take a night tour. If I am, I am afraid that you will be restrained and you will simply leave."
"Congratulations to the Lord." The three men saluted together, and Murong Yan got up and left. Wang Yunzhao was waiting to accompany him, and the surroundings suddenly quieted down. Leng Feiyan touched the blood-red sleeved sword in his hand. The sword edge was translucent, and the cold light was faint. She sighed admiringly, "His Royal Highness really knows our thoughts."
Zuolanglang looked at her, she leaned over and suddenly straightened up: "Azuo, such a person, just think about it, don't take it too seriously."
Zuolanglang looked reddish and slap her: "What nonsense you!"
Leng Fei giggled, turned his head and squeezed to Yang Lianting, and said, "Don't cry, where's that maidservant? Go, my sister takes you to unload him eight pieces in order to revenge!" Suddenly I came back, and there seemed to be a cluster of sparks in my eyes, burning quietly. Leng Feiyan said, "I'm serious, it's not difficult to do this."
Yang Lianting gritted his teeth, and the left Canglang said, "Fei Yan!" Leng Fei Yan smiled and poured her another glass of wine, and said, "Speaking of fun, let's go. Let's go outside.
The scenery of Qian Bilin is just right, the cherry blossoms fall, and the ground is like a brocade. Three people passed through the flower forest, and half-angled crescent moon protruded out of the air, leaving only a thick black shadow on the earth. The sound of the piano was so long, Leng Feiyan said, "I really want to hold the tree and shake a petal rain."
Zuo Canglang said, "Master Qian Bilin would not allow it, otherwise I would have done it already." Yang Lianting disdain: "You are all boring!"
Leng Feiyan shook his head and said: "This is a girl's feelings, I don't understand!"
"Girl? You?" Yang Lianting glanced at her, Leng Feiyan spread his hands, and went on. Yang Lianting approached a cherry tree, intentionally or unintentionally, bumped it, and suddenly the British fell down in a colorful way. Leng Feiyan took over: "Yang Lianting, continue!"
Yang Lianting looked around without people, simply climbed to the tree, and shook off a cherry blossom. Leng Feiyan and the left wolf are under the tree, and petals fall like rain, covering the hairline shoulders. The two girls picked up each other and threw them at each other. In the end, he played too much and was discovered by the night watchman. Even people ran away with dogs and chased Yang Lianting into the mountain.
Leng Feiyan and Zuo Canglang laughed with stomachaches, none of them meant to help.