Yanzhou City, Duobao Pavilion!

At this moment, there was a banquet in Duobao Pavilion.

Of course, it was no one else who was invited to the banquet, but it was the King of Swords, Zhou Zheng, and the Sword of Sweetmen, Tsui Hark.

These two people have been to Duobao Pavilion for three days. They have good wine and dishes every day, and they have been served during the day and until night.

Look, when I woke up early in the morning, Hou San prepared a table of seafood.

When the Hundred Sword King Zhou Zheng saw him, he laughed and said, "Hou San, I have eaten so much early this morning. Master Xu and I are about to gain weight."

"Where, where, you two, are both martial arts practitioners, and they consume a lot of physical strength every day. They need to make up for it!"

"Hou San" patted the palm of his left hand with the back of his right hand.

His eyes were admiration and his expression was flattery. Seeing the Hundred Sword King "Zhou Zheng" and the Sangmen Sword "Tuei Hark" were full of joy, and he felt that this "Hou San" was indeed a good match.

The two of them sat down, looking at the table full of wine and food, but did not move their chopsticks.

"Hou San" understood, and took the wine glass and poured it on one glass first and said, "The villain tried it and see if the wine and food are clean."

"Hou San" said, not only drank a glass of wine, but also tasted every dish.

The Hundred Sword King "Zhou Zheng" and the Sangmen Sword "Tuei Hark" met, and then they moved their chopsticks.

And at this moment, a handsome young man walked in outside the door.

This young man has a low figure, fair skin, a jade-like face, and looks weak. If it weren't for the man's appearance, I'm afraid the Hundred Sword King "Zhou Zheng" and the Sangmen Sword "Tuei Hark" would think that this is a stunning woman.

This boy is so beautiful that many women are not even as good as him.

"Is this?" Tsui Hark's eyes were circling on the boy. He thought, how great it would be if this was a woman.

Zhou Zheng was also straightforward. If it weren't for his identity here, he would have wanted to go up and strip the other party naked and verify his true self.

"Two masters, this is Mr. Zeng, a good song played by Mr. Zeng. I heard that the two masters came here, and they came here." "Hou San" walked aside.

"Okay, what a boy, he is so handsome. How can you play songs?" Tsui Hark said.

"I'm so ugly!"

"Zeng Fan" gave a slow gift, with a graceful figure. Tsui Hark and Zhou Zheng were filled with joy and even felt like they wanted to have a love affair.

Although they are all men, you can see from this that this "Zeng Fan" is good-looking.

"Okay, okay, no matter what you play, we love to listen to it."

Tsui Hark said two good things in a row, and while watching "Zeng Fan", he was drinking.

At this time, "Hou San" said, "Two masters, you eat slowly, there are still vegetables below, I'll let the kitchen get faster."

"Also? Enough to eat!" Zhou Zhengdao. Because there were more than a dozen dishes on the table, they probably couldn't finish them.

"Hey, I'm going to give you food to you, how dare I be negligent!" "Hou San" said in a vain.

"Yes, yes, let him go, and remember him with filial piety!"

Tsui Hark said on the side that "Hou San" took the opportunity to go down. At this time, "Zeng Fan" was playing the piano, and the two boys were lighting the incense burner.

Zhou Zheng said alertly: "What kind of fragrance do you smell?"

"This is sandalwood, which has the effect of awakening the spirit. Are you afraid that this fragrance will be poisonous?

If so, I will be poisoned to death by the first one, but what about me!”

'Zeng Fan' smiled and Tsui Hark said, "Old Zhou? You are so careful. He sat there and lit the incense burner. He was the one who was poisoned first!"

"Yeah, I'm too worried." Zhou Zheng also said, and at this time the incense burner had already been lit, "Zeng Fan" closed his eyes and concentrated his mind for a while, and said, "The two masters are all martial arts practitioners. I have a 'golden sword and iron horse', can you hear it?"

"Golden swords and iron horses? The Tao has a bit of masculinity." Zhou Zhengdao.

"Yes, yes! This song is very good, and it has a touch of love and love, hahaha!" Tsui Hark laughed.

In fact, he doesn't understand any rhythm, he just listens to a tone, watches a woman, or something.

At this time, the beauty is ahead. Although she is a man, the word "beauty" has never been missing. What do you care about?

So the two of them were eating dishes while listening to music.

"Zeng Fan" held the pipa in his arms, his fingers moved slightly, and the tune suddenly started. The sound of golden swords and iron was scattered, which made people feel like they heard the sound of the golden drums and the fierce scenes of the shouts of the soldiers before going to war.

Music gradually fades from scattering and rapidity, the complexity of the mode and its alternating transformation make the music more instability.

Zhou Zheng and Tsui Hark were stunned immediately.

The two were not proficient in music, but at this time, they seemed to have been brought to the battlefield before the battle by the music of "Zeng Fan".

With millions of soldiers ahead, the trumpet of the expedition has been sounded.

At this moment, "Zeng Fan" used continuous long-wheel fingering techniques and "buckle, wipe, bounce, and wipe" combination fingering techniques to show the two of them the mighty and majestic spirit before the war.

The two of them were wearing armor and wielding millions of troops. Their spirit even made their blood boil.

In vain, the fingering method of "Zeng Fan" changed again, using the "block, divide" and "block, and draw" techniques to further show the brave and agile posture of the army. At this time, the troops had already set off, and people shouted and neighed, which was even more vivid.

Tsui Harman drank a glass of wine and shouted in his heart: "Happy." Unexpectedly, the single singular rhythm boiled his youthful blood again.

The same is true for Zhou Zheng. All these two people were deeply attracted by the rhythm of "Zeng Fan".

The man shouted and the horse was neighing, and the two were thirsty, so they kept drinking.

At this time, "Zeng Fan" changed his fingering again, as if he brought the two to the night before the final battle.

The general ambushed was on the side of the mountain, and the temperature around him dropped sharply, so cold that it was as if the sound of a needle falling, it could be clearly heard.

The two of them held their breath and were completely infected by the atmosphere. But at this moment, close forces were connected, swords and guns were fighting each other, and the sound suddenly burst out, and the music was unfolding step by step. Tsui Hark and Zhou Zheng couldn't help but shout: "Ah!..."

The word "Ah" blurted out, and Tsui Hark and Zhou Zheng both blew blood at the same time, causing both internal burning.

"This is the wine that's poisonous?"

Tsui Hark said angrily, but the pain in his abdomen made him unable to stand up.

This poison is really strange. With the strength of Tsui Hark and Zhou Zheng, it did not appear.

Just imagine, the body of a warrior in the Yuanqi realm contains vital energy and how sharp the senses are?

When ordinary toxins enter the body, they immediately feel it.

But at this time, there was no such feeling at all.

After the toxin was made, the two people realized it, but it was too late. The toxin was extremely strong, and the intestines were instantly pierced and the pain was too great.
Chapter completed!