The Glorious Summoner

  Chapter 414 Young Master Qingji

  Weiguo, heavy snow, mountains...

  The snow began to fall last night, and it has been a long time since the mountains and plains are covered in silver, and there is a cold wind roaring in the mountains.

  More than ten miles away from this mountain, it is the city of Ai.

  Ai City is a small city, and it is also shrouded in snow in the sky at this moment.

After Wang Lao Wu was assassinated by the experts, as the son of Wang Lao Wu, he fled to the city of Ai, where he began to recruit soldiers, train soldiers, and frequently send envoys to communicate with neighboring states of Wu, vowing to repay his father. Enmity, and ready to regain the throne of Wu.

This kind of Qingji naturally became Helu’s confidant concern. After he let Zhuanzhu kill Wu Wangliu, he asked Wu Zixu to help him continue to find master assassins, and he planned to continue to use assassins to kill Qingji. That’s it. Xia Pingan was again recommended to Helu by Wu Zixu.

In order to assassinate Qingji, he tried to get close to Qingji's side. He deliberately sacrificed his wife and children, and let He Lu chop off his own arm, so that he achieved Qingji's. Trust, after escaping to Weiguo, he approached Qingji's side and lurked patiently. Finally, when Qingji was on a boat, he finally found a chance to kill Qingji.

Xia Ping’an was once curious, why he could be so cruel to Li, in order to kill a person, he did not hesitate to take the lives of himself and his wife and children in, only after becoming Li, Xia Ping’an finally understood that Li was so cruel. The root of the reason lies in the father who is about to leave.

  The father who is about to leave is also an assassin, and he wants to leave the family of assassins. In the Spring and Autumn Period, assassins are also a profession.

The father who wants to leave is an assassin, but he has always been unknown and has not done any feat that can be remembered. This has become a regret for leaving his father for a lifetime. In this way, under the education of his father, to leave the ears and eyes of his childhood, he is determined to become an assassin who can move the princes, so that his father's regrets will no longer be his own.

  Why is it so cruel to leave the thorn Qingji? It is because he is carrying the ideals and destiny of their family.

But what Qing Ji bears on his back is another kind of fate and tragedy of the Wu royal family. This tragedy originated from Helv’s father. When Helv’s father passed the throne to his brother instead of Helv, Wu The tragedy of the royal family has been buried.

  Wang Lao who was assassinated by Zhuan Zhu was actually the son of his third uncle Helu, and Helu was a cousin.

  Qingji is Helu's cousin.

  An assassin, a royal noble, will collide here tonight.

  ……

Xia Pingan holds the long sword in his hand, wears a dog-skin hat, and wears a leather jacket. He sits in a thatched pavilion halfway up the mountain. Charcoal fire is burning in the thatched pavilion, and the wind is leeward. It is much warmer than outside, and he sits in the thatched pavilion. , You can see the situation of Aicheng to the bottom of the mountain.

  Xia Ping’an is warming up the wine in the Caoting. At this moment, his identity is to leave.

  This world bead wants to break through the fusion, and wants to get away from what he does, he can’t do it!

  At sunset, a knight wearing a black cloak riding a horse with a spear in his hand came to the foot of the mountain from Ai. The knight left the horse at the foot of the mountain, and then went up the mountain alone, holding the spear.

The man’s hand stretched out was extremely vigorous. Under the heavy snow, the mountain road was mostly covered by snow, making it slippery and difficult to walk, but the man was running like a tiger and leopard, very agile, running and jumping, and in a short while, He was already halfway up the mountain, saw this pavilion, and walked over with a spear.

  The wind and snow fell on the man's thick eyebrows. Under the thick eyebrows, there were a pair of brilliant eyes. The man stared at Xia Ping'an who was sitting in the pavilion warming wine.

  If there are people from Aicheng here, you will recognize this man if you see this man, this man is Qingji.

   "Since the son is here, let's have a cup of warmth..." Xia Ping'an said to the man, then picked up the warm flask and poured two glasses of steaming wine.

Qing Ji strode forward, came to the pavilion, sat down in front of Xia Ping An, looked at Xia Ping An, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know when Helu's subordinates had an assassin master like yours. You could have been Kill me, why don't you kill?" Qing Ji said, with a snap, he put a sheathed dagger on the table.

  This sword is the Yuchang Sword. It is a weapon specially used to assassinate his father, and it is also something Xia Ping’s wants from Helu again.

Qing Ji woke up this morning and found that beside his pillow, there was the fish bowel sword that assassinated his father and a bamboo slip, which made Qing Ji startled in a cold sweat, and then he followed the agreement on the bamboo slip. Without any entourage, a person came to the hillside outside Ai City and saw the man who left the sword.

"The son is a hero I respect and admire. He should not die in his sleep. I think even if the son is going to die, his eyes will be open, not closed. The son should die in the real fight, not under the dark sword. , So I asked the son to come here today, and I want to be here to assassinate the son in an open manner!" Xia Ping'an said while looking at Qingji.

Qingji, in the eyes of Xia Pingan, is the representative of the true aristocracy of China in the Spring and Autumn Period. The son Qingji, born in the royal family of Wu, has practiced martial arts since childhood. , They all bring Qianqi, Xiao Guanhuagai, tiger and leopard giant elephants, walking through waterfalls and streams, stumbling bears and struggling tigers, fighting leopards and fighting, and are extremely brave.

But what really embodies the aristocratic temperament of the son Qingji is not this luxurious pomp, but his attitude towards quitting. He wants to assassinate him after gaining his trust. When qingji is seriously injured and is about to die, what he thinks is not. Killed the one who deceived him and put him to death to retaliate and vent his anger. Instead, he ordered his subordinates to be the real warriors of the world, so that they should not hurt and leave, let them go, let them leave, and let them leave.

   Therefore, it was not in the revenge of Young Master Qingji to die at the end, but the one who could have left alive must finally choose to commit suicide and accompany the assassinated Young Master Qingji who really understood him to Huangquan.

It is precisely because there are young sons celebrating the jealousy, there are assassins who want to leave such countless wonderful characters, and the history of China is so bright. The entire Chinese nation has endless vitality, and the Chinese civilization can last for thousands of years. Never cease to extinct.

  "Excuse me, your surname?" Qing Ji asked, raising his glass.

   "Leave!" Xia Pingan also picked up the wine glass.

"Haha, interesting, interesting, an assassin like you can sneak into my bedroom at night, and leave my sleeping great head without taking it, instead leaving the fish-gut sword, asking me to come here to fight to the death. If Helu I know, maybe you have to beat your chest!" Qingji laughed.

  "My son, you could have found the assassin to assassinate Helu to avenge your father, but why did you never find it, but instead lay the groundwork in this city of Ai?"

  The two looked at each other, each drank the wine in their hands, and the husband did something or not.

  The two continued to drink until they drank all the wine in the hip flask. After drinking, they warmed up with blood.

After drinking the last glass of wine, dropping the glass, the son Qingji stood up, untied the cloak and threw it on the ground, picked up the spear beside him, "Happy, I can fight with you today, whether it's life or death, I have no regrets. Please!" As he spoke, he walked out of the grass pavilion and came to the hillside outside.

  Xia Ping’an picked up the long sword beside him, and walked out of the Cao Ting, "please!"

  The two stared at each other, their eyes interlaced, and they moved their hands almost at the same time.

Qing Ji's long spear pierced, Xia Ping's long sword pierced out, and the point of the pierced long sword hit the point of the spear of the spear with a heavy blow, and the two of them flew behind them at the same time. out.

Compared with Xia Ping An, Qing Ji’s horror in his heart is even more difficult to speak, because the shot he took was Xia Ping’s chest, and Xia Ping’s sword took the tip of his spear, so exquisite. His swordsmanship is rare in the world, and the huge power from that sword almost made him unable to hold the gun.

  Qingji didn't know that the one who was fighting with him at this moment was not about to leave, but Nie Zheng and Xia Pingan.

  This is a battle of life and death. Qing Ji roared, and his spear was like a dragon.

  The clanging of guns and swords clinked and clashed, and the two of them, like dragons, danced and whirled on the snowy hillside, directly turning into two shadows.

A few minutes later……

   "Boom..." Qing Ji's long spear flew the entire Cao Ting with one shot.

In the sky full of grass splashing, Xia Ping’an’s figure flashed under Qingji’s spear head, and she evaded in an instant, her figure swiftly approached like a ghost, before Qingji took her gun away, Qingji only felt that she was in the neck. Yiliang, the blade of Xia Ping'an's long sword was already attached to his neck.

  The sky full of thatch finally fell, and neither figure moved anymore...

  Qingji froze, dropped the spear, and sighed softly, "I'm convinced by the loss, you can do it!"

  Xia Pingan cut out with a sword, Qing Ji only felt cold on the top of his head, but the hair and crown on the top of his head were cut off, and his head was scattered all of a sudden.

  Xia Ping'an flicked his sword lightly, "Young Master Qingji was assassinated today in the mountains outside Ai City. The bones rolled down the mountains, fearing being eaten by tigers and wolves, there will be no Young Master Qingji in the world!"

  After saying this ~www.novelmt.com~ Xia Ping'an put away the sword, turned around and left.

  Because Young Master Qingji is a real nobleman, this decisive battle can be ended in a real noble way.

  The sword just now, Gongzi Qingji is actually dead!

Qing Ji stood blankly in the snow, watching Xia Ping’an’s back gradually disappear, until Xia Ping’s back disappeared completely, Qing Ji raised his head to the sky, sighed, and then found the fish intestines under the straw pavilion. Sword, he struck his face heavily with the fish-gut sword, and the blood was all over his face at once, and the hideous wound made his face no longer look like it used to be.

  Qingji bleeds down the mountain and re-rides the horse, but instead of returning to Ai, he disappears in the opposite direction to Ai, and disappears just like that when he disappears into the twilight.

  One day later, news of Qing Ji’s disappearance came out from Aicheng. The whole Aicheng was panicked and rumors were flying everywhere.

  A few more days later, Ai Cheng rumored that Qing Ji was dead. Qing Ji’s old soldiers and horses who had stayed in Ai fell apart, and the whole Weiguo was saying that Qing Ji was dead.

  Qingji never appeared again.

  The world of Realm Orbs shattered.

  (End of this chapter)