Just like at this moment, Zhao Junhong stopped to say hello at an inappropriate time. To the other nobles, it might have been a joke, but when it came to Zhao Junhong, it was not necessarily to deliberately embarrass them.
Song Ziqi could only calm down, put on a smiling face, and took over Zhao Junhong's words. Song Zining was already good at dancing, and his two short greetings were even more refreshing.
So the group fight with swords and crossbows drawn was instantly transformed into a greeting scene of noble princes meeting again after a long absence. However, Song Ziqi had just suffered a big loss, and now he had to swallow it back. His mood must not be much better.
Qianye looked at the three people from behind and looked like they were having a good conversation. He couldn't help but admire the ability of these high-ranking disciples to be different from what they are. Even Song Ziqi, who had a bad appearance when he appeared on the scene, had lost all his anger at this time.
He has the style of a descendant of the Shang clan of the Song Dynasty, and his conversational style is exquisite and elegant.
Qianye felt someone was looking at him again. He looked up and suddenly found that at this moment, everyone present fell silent in unison, and they were all looking in the same direction.
At some point, there was an extra person sitting next to the car in the center seat of the Zhao clan's motorcade.
That person was extremely young, with a long and tall body. At first glance, her face was as beautiful as that of a good girl, so bright that it seemed to radiate brilliance, but at second glance, it was as cold as ice, as if it was about to cut someone's eyes in the next moment.
He walked straight towards Qianye, as if there was no one around, but the soldiers of the Song clan involuntarily gave way to the passage. Suddenly someone screamed, it was one of Song Ziqi's men, covering his eyes and rolling to the ground, blood leaking between his fingers.
Bleeding comes.
No one knew how the soldier was injured, but the two soldiers next to him had clearly recognized the young man's identity. They looked frightened and did not dare to help him.
Song Ziqi's expression changed, how could it be this evil star!
This man is more beautiful than most women, but he is the most taboo about others mentioning his appearance. In the Taichu Academy in the imperial capital, almost half of the students were beaten by him just because of this matter, even the sons of the princes of the clan were not beaten by him.
Fortunately, Song Ziqi's men must not know who he is, there is something wrong with his eyes, and his eyes must be blind now.
Although Song Ziqi broke through the general, he had no intention of competing with him. He didn't dare at all!
He secretly cursed his eyeless subordinate. Just when he was thinking about what to say, Zhao Junhong suddenly turned his head and said calmly: "My fourth brother has a bit of a temper. He just came here to get to know Song."
Just the seventh young master."
Zhao Jundu walked to a stop more than ten steps away, took off his glasses, and a layer of purple smoke slowly appeared in his dark eyes, "Song Zining?"
Qianye's face darkened and he stepped forward, but was pulled back by Song Zining.
Blossoms of purple fire suddenly swayed out of the void, determined the four corners, and then split into two. Each purple fire turned into a purple air, soaring upwards, forming a total of eight purple pillars, surrounding Song Zining.
Area: Blockade in all directions!
That is the strongest field of "Western Purple Qi". It is an ability that can only be driven by a warrior. Today, Zhao Jundu is the only one who can master it.
Song Zining's gentle smile did not change at all, and said: "I am."
There was only a muffled sound of "falling" on the ground, and countless flowers and leaves rustling down from the void in a radius of ten feet, as if a violent wind and rain were coming, falling fast and urgent, blocking out the purple energy from all directions.
Song Ziqi choked on Zhao Junhong's words and almost choked at the scene in front of him. He started using his domain. Are the Zhao brothers sure that they are not here to seek revenge?
However, he reacted quickly and immediately got off the donkey along the slope and said: "Brother Jun Hong, please excuse me. I have also made an appointment with someone to go first. When Brother Jun Hong arrives at Wen Dao Manor, please be sure to come to Yunguan Hall and let me take a look.
As a courtesy to the landlord." After explaining the situation, Song Ziqi summoned his men and left immediately without any delay.
Zhao Junhong glanced at his back and stopped paying attention. The sons of the Song Dynasty were indeed businessmen, and most of them were very aware of current affairs, but sometimes they were too aware of current affairs, which was disgusting.
At this time, Zhao Clan's convoy and Song Zining's soldiers all got the order and retreated a hundred meters away. Only four people were left facing each other in the field.
Zhao Jundu stretched out his hand, and the shadow of a fallen leaf was sucked in, and then condensed into a real shape in his palm, and was crushed into pieces. His face was as cold as a glacier rock, and his voice did not contain any warmth, "
A graduate of Huangquan, only know this kind of girly stuff?"
Song Zining raised his eyebrows. Even in the Song clan, few people knew that he had been to the Huangquan training camp. Who was Zhao Jundu checking? Him or Qianye?
"Underworld is actually not as scary as the rumors outside." Song Zining finally put away his gentle and harmless expression and revealed a smile with deep malice, "For a high-ranking heir like me, identity is the guarantee of making it out alive."
He said the four words "the legitimate son of a high family" very clearly and slowly, and the purple meaning in Zhao Jundu's eyes suddenly deepened.
Among the four major secret training bases in the empire, Huangquan is characterized by the law of the jungle that is brought to its extreme. It is said that the attrition rate of each class of students is 99%. So how did Qianye get out of it?
Zhao Jundu took a deep breath, stopped arguing, and said directly: "Qianye can't fight for you in the life and death arena. If you replace someone, I will double all the losses to replenish you. Otherwise, you don't have to take any big exams."
Already."
Of course, Zhao Jundu was well aware of the contents of the Song Clan's successor exam, so as soon as he recognized Qianye, he immediately realized that there was absolutely no second reason for his appearance in the Song Clan's territory at this time other than to serve as a guest warrior.
Qianye, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke and said calmly: "Zi Ning is my brother, and we have been on the battlefield of life and death together, let alone the same arena." There was no fluctuation in his tone, and there was no emotion at all. He was simply making a statement.
fact.
Zhao Jundu's always ice-like expression in front of outsiders suddenly changed. Zhao Junhong next to him sighed and wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.
Song Zining smiled slightly at this time and said: "Sir Young Master Zhao, you just want to say that I take advantage of Qianye. However, if the child back then had been a little less lucky, he would have turned into a skeleton in some corner. So
Many years have passed and you are just talking about this now. Is there really no benefit at all?"
Zhao Jundu's eyes suddenly became filled with murderous intent, and the purple fire in the air began to rotate, slowly moving toward the center.
Song Zining's face immediately turned pale. He raised his hand and touched the air in front of him. The flying flowers and fallen leaves stopped wherever he passed, and a sharp cold light flashed around the edges.
There is no falsehood in the killing in the field, the superiority and inferiority are clear, and the judgment of life and death is determined.
However, Qianye suddenly moved at this moment, and punched the purple fire with a single punch. When he punched, everything was silent for a moment, then the sound of tides rose up, gradually like thunder, deafening, and finally it was like thousands of horses galloping.
!
Qianye punched out, and Zhao Jundu's Eight Directions Lockdown suddenly swayed. At the same time, Song Zining also seized the opportunity, and all the fallen leaves and floating flowers spun around, gathering into a huge tornado, blasting towards the purple air from the inside out.
.
Amidst the loud noise, a force storm collided, rolled, and swept through the air. From time to time, fallen leaves, flying flowers, and tiny purple fires fell through the net like meteors.
Suddenly, Qingyue's sword chant sounded, and eight silver sword rays rushed into the storm, crushing the light of the force that remained after the explosion without distinguishing between friend and foe. That was Zhao Junhong's flowing silver sword finger. Until the second wave of sword rays,
Only then did the remaining force power disappear.
All four of them staggered back.
Zhao Jundu's face lost all color for a moment, and then returned to normal. The expressions of the other three people could not recover. Zhao Junhong actually attacked both sides at the same time, and in the end the battle was evenly divided.
Qianye looked at Zhao Jundu quietly, then nodded to Zhao Junhong to thank him, took Song Zining and turned around to leave without saying a word.
After watching the two of them get into the car and leave, Zhao Junhong said softly: "Fourth brother, have you ever thought about it? It's impossible for him not to hate us after knowing the truth."
Zhao Jundu was silent for a long time and said slowly: "But, I don't allow others to tell him things that are not entirely true."
Zhao Junhong hesitated for a moment and said, "Song Zining should not be such a person."
Of course, it is impossible for Song Zining to know the secrets of the Zhao clan back then. In fact, even the brothers themselves still have unsolved mysteries. However, as they are both disciples of the clan, Song Zining may have guessed something. However, Qianye saw that their reactions were too calm.
It's not like he's heard the rumors.
Zhao Junhong also knew that the fourth brother had once suspected that Qianye had killed Zhao Youping, the commander of the city defense army in Libin City, and whether there was a reason for revenge against the Zhao clan. Who knew that after the investigation, it was revealed that the Zhao clan firm was actually killing customers and selling goods.
This incident made Zhao Jundu extremely angry. Although the two instigators died on the spot, their relatives were still implicated afterwards. This was a quite severe punishment. However, this misunderstanding may have disturbed Zhao Jundu's mood even more.
.
Zhao Jundu slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his purple pupils returned to a dark color.
He took out his glasses and put them on, and when he spoke again, his emotions could no longer be heard, "Song Qi is inconspicuous in the Song Dynasty, but in fact, the power in his hands has gradually become more powerful, but most of them are outside the family. Shen
In the dark. This man is very deep and unpredictable, but he deliberately approaches Qianye. Who knows what he has in mind."
Zhao Junhong suddenly asked: "Who wanted to kill him back then?"
Zhao Jundu said coldly: "It's nothing more than one, a few, or even all of those old guys. Those old guys are afraid that the world will not be chaotic!" There was deep hatred and hidden anger in his words.
Zhao Junhong sighed in his heart. Zhao Jundu was extremely precocious and could remember things at the time, so over time it became an obsession.
"Fourth brother, no matter what, I will always stand by your side."
"Thank you, second brother."
"My brother, there is no need to say more."
At this time, their other half-blood brother was also full of confusion. Qianye was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What exactly happened back then?"
Song Zining leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest, his face still pale and bloodless. There was a gap in strength between him and Zhao Jundu. After such a long confrontation and the final blow, the force power was almost exhausted.
Hearing this, he opened his eyes and said weakly: "This matter is extremely secretive even in the Zhao clan. How can I possibly know the details? Even if I have some guesses, I can't just say them casually, lest I mislead you."
Qianye smiled bitterly and said, "Can we only ask Zhao Jundu?"
"Sooner or later we have to face this matter. It doesn't matter sooner or later." Song Zining said: "At least Zhao Si has no ill intentions towards you, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to walk out of his territory just now. Now you
He and I are no match for him."
Qianye sensitively heard the hidden meaning in Song Zining's words, frowned and said, "Is it just him?"
"Well, let's add Zhao Er. In a high-sect family, father, son and brothers who are related by blood may not be of the same mind, and they are not completely sure. No one can be trusted." When Song Zining said this, he was so calm that he was almost cold.
The end of the road was at the foot of Yunshan Mountain. When Qianye got off the car, he saw an extremely spectacular landscape painting spread out in front of him.