MTL - Peerless-Chapter 171

Chapter 171

At night, the chill grew.

The spark in the small furnace was near the end of the crossbow, and it was uncertain, and occasionally the wind made it more and more difficult to extinguish.

The cold wind came quietly from all sides, digging into the cuff collar gap, arrogant, and roaring.

The two of them sat opposite each other.

One person looked at ease.

One looked cold.

In the face of Cui's inquiries, Xiao Lu was in no hurry, but laughed out loud: "Cui doesn't go, Cui doesn't go, you clever, why are you suddenly confused? If you can invite me to cooperate, I can't talk to Turks Cooperation?"

Cui didn't go and watched him for a moment. All the sternness was indifferent, and suddenly he was half angry. He nodded and agreed: "Xiao Louzhu was right, I was abrupt."

Xiao Lu admired his culture, and was called to play here for a long time, for fear that he would become furious immediately. Cui could not suppress his temper even if he didn't go. Even Xiao Lu couldn't see his emotions.

All the storms converged and ceased, scattered cleanly, and there was no trace on Cui Buqi's face.

But Cui's failure to calm down does not mean that others can be as calm as he is.

Guan Shanhai next to him couldn't help but Shen said, "For non-ethnic people, their hearts must be different. Anyway, you are a Han Chinese, even colluding with foreigners to mess with me in the Central Plains!"

Xiao Luxiong shouted: "I am from the Southern Dynasties, not your great Sui people, and you have ceased fighting with Turk, and have the Seven Princes worshiped and worshiped. Isn't that also a collusion with Turk?"

Guan Shanhai angered the colors, but forbeared them down.

Without Cui's order, he wouldn't act rashly anyway.

When Xiao Lu saw this, he did not smile at Cui: "People around you, although martial arts are not good, are more loyal than my people."

Cui didn't go coldly: "You brought me here tonight, just to create a chance for the cave to synthesize, what did you collude with?"

Xiao Lu smiled slightly: "I'm here to give you a war post, do you dare to take it?"

He has no hostility in his eyes, but looks harmonious, gentle and calm.

On the contrary, Xiao Lu has always believed that the person who knows himself best in the world is Cui Bugo.

If Cui did not go to obstruct it several times, Yunhai's 13th floor would not repeatedly damage his staff and fail again and again.

It's a pity that the two celestial geniuses, who are also physically disabled, cannot be friends and can only be doomed to be enemies.

Moreover, it is an endless enemy.

However, in this world, it is not only ordinary relationships such as loved ones, friends, and lovers between two people. It is even more rare to meet rivals who are quite equal.

Just as Xiao Lu watched Cui not go, smiling, waiting patiently for his reply.

Cui didn't go and was examining Xiao Lu.

He saw the ambition and madness of each other dormant in silence.

He also understands why Xiao Lu has this madness--

Because unwilling.

If you are born with a disability, you will be a foolish child, and it will be a good life.

The heavens gave him a dazzling appearance and ability, but did not give him a good starting point.

Seeing that the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty was faint and incompetent, that of the Sui Dynasty was growing stronger, and that of Yang Jian having a good daughter, he would be able to win the Ninth Five-Year Plan. Since these people who are not as good as him can become supreme, why Xiao Lu cannot?

Even if you are not an emperor, it is better to live so vigorously than a Southern Emperor and others under the influence of low-key tolerance and humiliation.

Cui didn't look into the other's eyes.

Deep in the darkness, a cloud of sparks loomed, and would not go out in the coldest and most icy winter night.

He was reluctant to lower his head for anyone, even if that person was an emperor.

"Cui won't go, you know me, but you can't win me."

Xiao Lu pointed to Cui not going to the chest and pointed to himself again.

"Your skin and bones are cold, but your heart is hot. And I am different from you--"

He suddenly laughed.

"I'm cold and heartless from the inside and out, no matter how I cover it, I can't cover it."

"So Cui won't go. Do you dare to take this fight?"

"If you don't answer, just give up, leave the capital immediately, go far and fly high, and don't worry about anything here, and I won't embarrass you."

His tone was gentle and elegant, and if a flower bloomed, he slowly turned to appreciate it.

Qin Miaoyu had a string in his heart, and even if he knew that Cui would not be able to leave his responsibility and walk away, he couldn't help being nervous.

She was even more worried. If Cui did not agree, if the surname of Xiao was not soft enough, she would go straight to them.

But before Cui did not respond, a horseshoe sound came from a distance.

The dust was flying and the sound was rustling.

Qin Miaoyu looked back abruptly.

One person and one horse came from the gate.

The other side bends down and lowers his body, and clamps the horse's belly with his legs in order to make his horse run faster.

The strong wind raised the wide sleeves of the robes high, but the figure was almost blurred in the shadow of the lamp.

"Envoy Cui!"

The caller couldn't even wait to make a sound, and Yaoyao shouted.

The sound did not cover the scorching, there seemed to be a rush of military intelligence.

Cui didn't go but suddenly looked at Xiao Lu.

"what have you done?"

Xiao Lu said interestingly, "Do you guess?"

There is no need for Cui to guess, and Pei Jingxuan quickly rushed forward.

In the dim light in the distance, Qin Miaoyu could see the cold sweat on his forehead and his pale face.

"Envoy Cui, something happened!"

Pei Jingxian couldn't even ignore Xiao Lu's presence, and he breathed quickly and pantily: "Somehow, the Prince Qin Mansion broke out, both Prince and Princess Prince were injured. They also said that Lang Jun was the murderer of the injury Now Lang Jun, he has been taken to prison! "

Qin Miaoyu's elder Sun Bodhi and others were surprised at the presence, and never expected that this situation would occur.

All of a sudden they thought of Xiao Lu, and all looked at each other with a bad look.

Xiao Lu reminded with a kind voice: "You may go back now, maybe you have time to ask him for a favor."

Cui didn't go to look at him coldly, strode to Pei Jingxuan, poked his horse, turned the horse's head, and threw down the sentence "Stop Xiao Lu, don't let him enter the city" and then urged the horse to gallop away in the city.

His figure quickly disappeared behind the gate.

Faced with a few people faintly surrounded, the guards behind Xiao Lu also gathered up, and the two sides confronted each other for a moment.

Xiao Lu did not move, neither did he intend to go forward and chase Cui Bugo, nor did they intend to do anything to Qin Miaoyu.

He folded his hands with his sleeves, and if there was no smile on his lips, he seemed to have mastered everything.

"You want Pestle to stare at me here, but I don't want to continue eating northwest wind here, let Cui not go and do it for himself."

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Cui didn't go to urge the horse quickly, while his horseshoes spread his limbs and ran on the official road, his internal organs also seemed to follow a fierce bump, rolling and nauseating.

The wind rushed forward, and the knife was almost like a scrap of skin.

At this time, most people in the city had already gone out of the city to watch the lanterns. There were very few pedestrians on both sides of the official road, so the horses could drive straight in and be unobstructed.

Cui didn't look up slightly.

The sky above this glorious city that never sleeps is making a comeback in the winter, and the wind is rising, endless, trying to destroy the world and freeze it.

He was going to go straight to the palace door, and halfway through, he held the reins by himself, causing the hoof to rise high, hissing loudly.

Cui didn't think about it for a moment, but he turned around and went in the other direction.

There was no delay in this way, and in front of the prison cell of the Ministry of Justice, Cui did not realize that his upper body had been almost numbed by the cold wind. The hand holding the reins was cold and stiff, and his joints rattled when they were released.

Revealing his identity, the guard at the door was embarrassed, but did not dare to stop it. Zuoyue Bureau often dealt with the Ministry of Criminal Affairs. They all knew that Cui Zun made a special identity and was a stubble.

Normally he wouldn't show up in person, but tonight's special circumstances, the guards also knew why Cui didn't go.

Weighing the right and left, they still let people in. Don't forget to ask Cui not to stay for a long time, and by the way, say two more good words in front of their boss.

Standing in the doorway, the black hole in the dark is like a big mouth of blood, which can swallow people at any time.

This is a place for ordinary people to hate and stay away from, and never enter in a lifetime.

Cui hasn't been there but has been here many times, not even he himself remembers the specific number of times.

Because Zuoyue Bureau does not have a private prison, many suspects arrive in Beijing and are often escorted here and sent to other places after conviction.

But this time, it seems different.

As he moved forward, Cui didn't stop suddenly.

He coughed.

One cough followed by another, and the chest coughed.

He then remembered that he had come quickly and urgently, and immediately the bumps and the biting cold wind, this taste was not good for a person who had been sick for a long time.

Especially when turning over and dismounting, the steps are rushed, the breath touches the inside, and the cold and heat collide, and this kind of discomfort is more and more excited.

He tightened his eyebrows, but couldn't hold the throat from itching, and the coughing swelled from his chest, and swallowed again.

The caretaker was frightened and greeted in a whisper, but he didn't know that Cui didn't go and tried it a thousand times. He was accustomed to it and didn't care.

It was easy to endure this cough, and he straightened his body, which was only slightly stubborn, shoved his mask into his sleeve, and walked into the door of the cell.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty and gloomy interior, like an invisible heavy rock, one by one on the suspect.

There was a whine cry somewhere, and there was still a mumble of unknowing content, and some even rushed to the fence and shouted injustice.

Cui didn't go to see this kind of scene, he didn't even reduce the pace of walking. Instead, he was a little timid suspect, narrowed his eyes, and immediately shrank his neck, and did not dare to squeak.

The more you go inside, the more things the suspect commits.

Obviously, if no one boldly assassinates the emperor tonight, no one will surpass Feng Xiao's position.

In the deepest part of the prison, a person sat cross-legged and enjoyed the treatment of a single cell. Hearing the sound of familiar footsteps was getting closer, and there was quietness in his heart.

five four three two one.

The cyan sleeves really appeared in the eyes.

The other side stood sideways. From Feng Xiao's perspective, only half of his face could be seen.

"The lord of Fengfu looks good," the other side teased.

"Isn't this waiting for Cui Zun to bring the hero to save the beauty?" Feng Xiao laughed softly.