When Qiongying was young, her mother was coveted for her beauty, so she planned to assassinate her father. Unexpectedly, her mother also had a strong temper and would rather jump off a cliff and commit suicide than give in.

At that time, Lu Junyi was ordered to patrol the Hebei Road area. When he came across this incident, he rescued Qiongying. Seeing that her daughter Yuxue was cute and had excellent bones, he adopted her as his adopted daughter and taught him martial arts.

However, later Lu Junyi was sent to participate in the conquest of Xixia. After returning, he worked as an official in various places. He returned to Daming Mansion the year before last and spent less time with Qiongying.

Thanks to Qiong Ying's own efforts and proficiency in martial arts, Lu Junyi taught her how to use bow, horse, sword and spear after returning. Seeing that she performed extremely well, he couldn't help but be even more delighted and gave her all his money to teach her.

Today, Qiong Ying sent a message saying that the areas that had been difficult in the practice for a long time had recently become enlightened and new progress had been made. In this name, he invited Lu Junyi to come and get together.

"Father, please go sit down in the garden, have some wine and food, and watch me practice my marksmanship."

Qiong Ying led Lu Junyi and Yan Qing into the small garden. The flowers and trees here were carefully cultivated and pruned by her, and the ground was paved with gravel and the winding paths were unique.

The stone table and round stools are placed in just the right place. Amidst the light fragrance of flowers and the shade of the trees, you can enjoy the coolness in summer and avoid the cold in winter.

After Lu Junyi and Yan Qing took their seats, they saw that bowls and cups had been laid out on the table, and the maid brought the wine jar. After opening it, the fragrance immediately hit their nostrils, soothing their minds and making them relax unconsciously.

"What a good wine." Lu Junyi couldn't help but praise, and hastily picked up the empty glass in his hand, just waiting for the maid to pour the wine.

Over there, Qiong Ying was holding a gun and walked to a place with sparse flowers and trees in the garden. She suddenly shook the gun tip, the white tassel rolled lightly, and the gun tip was handed over ten feet away.

The dust is not disturbed under her feet, and the green grass is not broken by trampling. People follow the gun, flying around, and the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, as if the gun is the keel and the human beings are fairy mist, shuttling between the flowers and trees, from the leafy place.

, passing by in a flash.

Some of the pink and white petals fell off in shock, and stuck to the tip of Qiong Ying's clothes. Let her come and go like the wind, but the petals could actually stay on the tip of the spear.

When the gun finally stopped, the petals were still tender enough to ooze dew.

When Lu Junyi watched her dance with the gun, he had already tasted three glasses of wine, and felt the aroma permeate his heart, as if he were ascending to an immortal pavilion. Kuai Zi had not moved yet, so he unconsciously drank two more glasses.

"Okay! Ying'er is indeed improving very quickly, but your gun looks good, but it still lacks a bit of murderous intent."

After making two comments with a smile, Lu Junyi stood up, took Qiong Ying's gun, grabbed the tail of the gun with one hand, his wrist sank slightly, and the tip of the gun suddenly hung on the ground nine feet away.

"Look carefully, the gun is for killing the enemy, and the stick is for punishing people. The skill of the gun and stick is not enough if it does not have enough majestic and murderous aura."

He was still holding the wine glass in his left hand, and with a flick of his right wrist, he raised his hand and stabbed out.

In an instant, the green grass in the garden stood upright, the flowers and trees shook wildly, and thousands of petals rose from the treetops and branches. They only floated up to a height of a few feet, and then suddenly solidified in the mid-air.

Lu Junyi looked at the tip of the gun. The murderous aura condensed into frost and snow on the hanging petals. In the blink of an eye, every withered petal was covered with a thin layer of cold white.

Buzz!!

He lifted the tip of the gun upwards, and the ice blossoms shattered, and a clear sheet of snow shot straight into the sky from the garden.

Qiongying applauded: "My foster father's marksmanship is still so good. I don't know when my daughter will be able to catch up to her foster father's level."

"Haha, you are a girl after all, so it's understandable that you don't have murderous intent."

Lu Junyi sent the spear aside, placed it among the branches, and returned to the table.

Qiong Ying also sat down and asked for some advice on marksmanship. He kept asking for drinks without leaving a trace, and later talked about some trivial matters at home.

Before he knew it, Lu Junyi had drank four or five jars of wine, and his face looked a little drunk.

When he holds the gun, he is majestic, as if the essence of ten tiger kings and a hundred lions are gathered between his beard, hair, and eyelashes. He is truly worthy of the title of Jade Qilin, the best gun and stick in the world.

But once he doesn't hold the gun, his eyes are like a big buffalo that is dull, slow, and even a little ignorant.

As he drank, Lu Junyi's eyes became a little confused and he pulled himself together and said, "You can't drink any more, or you will get drunk."

"It's better to be drunk." Qiong Ying said with a smile, "I have more than one room in the garden. My adoptive father rarely comes over. If he gets drunk, he and Brother Xiao Yi can stay here for one night."

She looked at Yan Qing as she spoke, and suddenly realized that Yan Qing was not drunk at all. It seemed that he had only tasted half a glass of wine from beginning to end, and she couldn't help but feel guilty.

Yan Qing only smiled at Lu Junyi and said: "Master, you have been working in various places over the years. You have good skills, but you have nowhere to show them. The prefect invited you to a banquet, and you didn't feel comfortable drinking. It's rare that Qiong Ying found such a good person for you."

It’s such a good wine, how can you not drink it to your heart’s content?”

Lu Junyi and Yan Qing are called masters and servants, but in fact they have a deep friendship. They often ask Yan Qing's opinion when doing things in daily life.

Since Yan Qing had said so, Lu Junyi simply let go and drank. The more drunk he got, the more he told all the things that happened in the world in the past few years.

I don't know how much wine Qiong Ying had brought. The dishes on the table had been changed five times, and there were more than twenty jars piled next to them. Lu Junyi was finally drunk and unconscious, and gradually fell down on the table.

Yan Qing patted his back. Seeing that he was just snoring and not responding, he turned to Qiong Ying and smiled: "The bar that can make the master drunk must be brewed by a warlock and a wizard. You spent a lot of money on this one today."

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Qiongying said: "When my adoptive father left Daming Mansion, he entrusted me with all the family property. Today, these wines are nothing."

Yan Qing said: "But I heard that the housekeeper and servants that the master left for you usurped the family property in less than a year, and also wanted to poison you under the pretext of being seriously ill. You escaped from the Lu family alone and ate outside.

It took several years of hard work to regain the property."

"I really can't hide everything from Brother Yi."

Qiongying smiled and said, "Brother B, do you want to guess what I will do next?"

"I don't think so." Yan Qing took out the iron flute and said angrily, "My flute is also stained with wine. Let's go wash it first."

Before he finished speaking, he stood up and left.

The maids stared at his back nervously and whispered to Qiongying: "Miss, do you want to put some anesthetic to numb him? Several sisters saw that he was good-looking, so they secretly practiced some peach blossom miasma. I

Find them and start working together, and it will probably work."

Qiong Ying glanced at her angrily: "We have had a hard life since childhood. How lucky are we to learn martial arts and magic? I asked you to practice hard, and you just practice these things?"

The personal maid secretly pressed her chest. She also hid two handkerchiefs that could release peach blossom miasma in her arms. She said aggrievedly: "I don't have any."

Qiong Ying snorted coldly: "Brother Xiao Yi is a transparent person. Now that he's gone, we don't have to worry too much."

She took off Lu Junyi's Xuanfu envoy belt, left two maids, and told them to take good care of Lu Junyi, and to pour more bottles if he woke up.

Then Qiongying led people outside the city and drove a large herd of cattle and sheep, probably thousands of them, to the barracks of Daming Mansion.

"Xuanfu knows that you are training hard every day, so he specially sent us to buy some cattle and sheep to reward the brothers."

Qiongying showed her waist card and entered the military camp with the herd of cattle and sheep.

Because there were too many cattle and sheep, Qiongying suggested that the cattle and sheep should be dispersed throughout the military camp, slaughtered on the spot, and a big pot set up, so that it would be convenient to eat around the big pot.

The commander-in-chief of the army and horses thought it was reasonable, so he thanked her and dispersed the cattle and sheep.

The military camp was already filled with joy, and these soldiers lived a rather poor life. Although there was not much shortage of ore used for training, the food was bland and did not even taste strong in salt.

Those with official positions naturally have access to large amounts of fish and meat, but ordinary soldiers rarely have the experience of eating large amounts of meat, so they can't help but be greedy for these cattle and sheep.

Immediately, someone sharpened his dagger, found a big cow with a fat butt, and wanted to stab the knife into it.

The big cow reacted very quickly. He turned around and screamed: "My ass."

The people around were dumbfounded when they saw the cow uttering human words.

While they were in astonishment, suddenly all the cattle and sheep in the camp stood up, their hides and sheepskins split open in the middle and fell off from their bodies, revealing more than a thousand well-dressed men and women.

Everyone unanimously took out pots and drums, pots and pans, handkerchiefs, hairpins and other magical instruments.

Five-colored clouds and smoke filled the entire military camp in an instant.

Qiongying grabbed his horse and overturned the commander of the troops with one shot. All the soldiers in the battalion were poisoned one after another and passed out.

The person with the fastest reaction could only jump out of the fence and run fifty feet away, but he still fell to the ground.

"Brothers and sisters who are twenty-five years old or older will stay in the camp to deal with these soldiers. The rest will follow me to the prefect's mansion."

The officials of the Daming Prefecture were caught off guard and the minor officials were beaten back. Half of the prefect's official residence was in ruins and collapsed.

The colossal statue of clouds and clouds that the prefect used to condense the dynasty's luck method created a torrential wave of air with every movement of his hands and feet. The surrounding eaves only reached the waist of the giant statue.

However, Qiong Ying's spears were combined, and the flying sky exploded into pieces of clouds and brocade that spread out in all directions.

When she raised the gun and landed it on the ridge of the prefecture's mansion, the ends of her eyes turned red, and she looked back at the torn-down prefect, her expression burning like red gold.

"You have a salary and a salary, and the people care for you. I dig three feet into the ground, break your bones and suck out the marrow. Since you are used to doing this kind of thing, don't blame me for breaking your bones!"

The gun blades were blaring, jade springs were washing stones, and snow was falling everywhere. If Lu Junyi could see this scene, he would have discovered that Qiong Ying's murderous intent was even more powerful than his own marksmanship.

In the distance, the tune of Yan Qing's iron flute came slowly. I don't know where he was, but I could only hear the sound of the flute getting louder and louder.

Accompanied by such music, the rebels raised their banner and captured Daming Mansion.

Less than a day apart.

On Jingxi Road, suddenly there were soldiers and horses all over the mountains and plains, attacking the city.

The defenders on the city were so frightened that they blew their iron whistles and started fighting, but the number of rebels was beyond comprehension. Countless flags were flying up and down the mountains and fields, fluttering in the wind.

There are Cao Ziqi, Liu Ziqi, Sun Ziqi, as well as Lu, Zhao, Dian, Guan, Ma, Zhang and other flags.

Colorful armor and flags rolled up to the top of the city like a tide on the Qiantang River. What was strange was that all the horses and infantry moved silently.

There were high-ranking officials and generals in the city, each using their magical powers to kill large numbers of soldiers. After the soldiers and horses were killed, they were rolled into the air lightly and turned into pieces of colored paper that burned.

"It turns out it's just a piece of paper, saber and spear skills, a trivial evil magic!"

One general Yun Gong shouted, "As long as you keep your spirit and are not intimidated, the killing power of these thieves will naturally be weakened."

Before he could shout, a soldier beside him was cut in half with a knife.

The city is already in chaos, and even calm can be calmed down. As long as those paper men and paper horses are alive, when the swords and guns are swung out, they will be just like real swords and guns.
To be continued...