Midnight in midsummer, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an.
This most prosperous city in the south is still sleepless all night and the traffic is busy.Businessmen from all over the country came to the night market in groups and entered and exited the restaurants and music halls.
There are laughter and joy, noisy.Between the lights and wine, there are music and dances.
As the most famous song hall in Lin'an, even in the middle of the night, Yueyi Tower is brightly lit and full of laughter.
tonight.
A group of people took over the venue here, and the host was Mr. Liu, the prefect of Lin'an. Those invited were Deputy General Wang, Wu Hanlin, and General Lei Gan... They were all very popular under the prime minister Jia Sidao of the dynasty.
The pearls on the seat are shining with the sun and the moon, and the dancers are like smoke and clouds under the hall.
The adults sat crookedly, with a beautiful singer beside each of them, sometimes teasing, sometimes playing, and even kissing enthusiastically and fiercely after being drunk. The singers were all charming and exquisite, with their jade breasts looming behind the gauze dress, and their beautiful legs seemed to be tightly opened under the thin skirt.
When you sing and chant, you will be charming and charming.
A woman in a night-dressed dress was lying on the beam of the roof. She covered her face with black gauze, wrapped her breasts tightly, tall, round buttocks and plump breasts, and was concave and convex. If she was present, the singers and dancers would lose their color. However, she was like a cold and arrogant killer, lurking quietly, observing everyone present.
Lord Liu, Deputy General Wang, Wu Hanlin, and General Lei Gan, these popular official figures are no different from native chickens and dogs in her eyes and are not worth mentioning.
However, one person made her extremely alert, and the man hid behind the distinguished guest in the east.
He was dressed as a Mongolian warrior, his muscles were kneaded, and his temples were raised high, obviously carrying peerless internal strength.
This man was not drunk, standing behind the distinguished guest, looking around at everyone present. If she hadn't held her breath and focused, he would have probably discovered it.
The Mongolian nobleman in front of him was big and round, wearing gorgeous clothes, with a general's belly bulging, and staring at the beauty in the venue in a daze.
Suddenly, the curtains rose.
A sword came out of nowhere. In everyone's surprised eyes, a white-clothed swordsman held a sharp blade and took the Mongolian nobles straight away!
Bang!With a loud bang, the sword fell to the ground. The Mongolian warrior flew up and hit the blade. What's even more terrifying is that his foot was not cut into two pieces by the blade, but instead bounced the sword away. Immediately afterwards, the Mongolian warrior punched another heavy punch, and rushed towards the white-clothed swordsman like a tsunami. The white-clothed swordsman was shocked and dodged desperately. Unexpectedly, the warrior turned a corner in the air and walked around behind the white-clothed swordsman.
Bang!One punch hits the back!The white-clothed swordsman blew blood and flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Haha, Lord Liu, you are not good at being the prefect. There are such strong men at the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, and you still want my people to take the thief for you.The Mongolian nobles looked at Liu's prefecture lazily. The prefecture Liu was so scared that he was sweating in cold sweat. If the assassin stabbed the Mongolian nobles to death, Lord Jia Sidao would never let him go!
The Prime Minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, Jia Sidao, secretly invited the Mongolian secret envoy Irhan to Lin'an to discuss the peace of land cede and indemnity.
The news was originally airtight, but somehow, people from the world received the news that recently, three assassinations against Irhan appeared. Without exception, the assassins died under the mysterious Mongolian warriors under Irhan.
Haha, look, you scared, don’t worry, with my warrior Huo Shan here, you guys from the Southern Song Dynasty will never hurt me!
Huoshan!On the beam of the roof, the woman in black was hiding in her heart. She had heard of this name. Huoshan was the stunning demon who circulated the Western Regions. The evil among the evil. Before he started the Zoroastrianism, he used to rob merchants in the Persian desert. When he saw a caravan coming from afar, he sat on the ground and beat his chest, calling for the sky and the earth to cry. The merchants must come over to ask.
He suddenly kicked off the flying sand, which attracted the eyes of the merchants. He immediately stabbed the sword, which instantly caused dozens of merchants to stain the yellow sand with blood.
Even the Persian No. 1 master Yin Kexi can't pass three moves under Huo Shan!
Unexpectedly, this muscular Mongolian warrior was Huoshan!
The woman in black browsed, completely dispelling the idea of assassinating Ilhan head-on. Looking at the young dancers waiting to dance behind the screen, she had an idea and had a plan...
With a move of elegance and dust, even Huo Shan did not notice her movements.
Come!What are you afraid of!Let's drink!The Mongolian secret envoy Irhan raised his wine and laughed. Lord Liu and his friends quickly raised their wine glasses with them, and the scene suddenly became lively again.
This most prosperous city in the south is still sleepless all night and the traffic is busy.Businessmen from all over the country came to the night market in groups and entered and exited the restaurants and music halls.
There are laughter and joy, noisy.Between the lights and wine, there are music and dances.
As the most famous song hall in Lin'an, even in the middle of the night, Yueyi Tower is brightly lit and full of laughter.
tonight.
A group of people took over the venue here, and the host was Mr. Liu, the prefect of Lin'an. Those invited were Deputy General Wang, Wu Hanlin, and General Lei Gan... They were all very popular under the prime minister Jia Sidao of the dynasty.
The pearls on the seat are shining with the sun and the moon, and the dancers are like smoke and clouds under the hall.
The adults sat crookedly, with a beautiful singer beside each of them, sometimes teasing, sometimes playing, and even kissing enthusiastically and fiercely after being drunk. The singers were all charming and exquisite, with their jade breasts looming behind the gauze dress, and their beautiful legs seemed to be tightly opened under the thin skirt.
When you sing and chant, you will be charming and charming.
A woman in a night-dressed dress was lying on the beam of the roof. She covered her face with black gauze, wrapped her breasts tightly, tall, round buttocks and plump breasts, and was concave and convex. If she was present, the singers and dancers would lose their color. However, she was like a cold and arrogant killer, lurking quietly, observing everyone present.
Lord Liu, Deputy General Wang, Wu Hanlin, and General Lei Gan, these popular official figures are no different from native chickens and dogs in her eyes and are not worth mentioning.
However, one person made her extremely alert, and the man hid behind the distinguished guest in the east.
He was dressed as a Mongolian warrior, his muscles were kneaded, and his temples were raised high, obviously carrying peerless internal strength.
This man was not drunk, standing behind the distinguished guest, looking around at everyone present. If she hadn't held her breath and focused, he would have probably discovered it.
The Mongolian nobleman in front of him was big and round, wearing gorgeous clothes, with a general's belly bulging, and staring at the beauty in the venue in a daze.
Suddenly, the curtains rose.
A sword came out of nowhere. In everyone's surprised eyes, a white-clothed swordsman held a sharp blade and took the Mongolian nobles straight away!
Bang!With a loud bang, the sword fell to the ground. The Mongolian warrior flew up and hit the blade. What's even more terrifying is that his foot was not cut into two pieces by the blade, but instead bounced the sword away. Immediately afterwards, the Mongolian warrior punched another heavy punch, and rushed towards the white-clothed swordsman like a tsunami. The white-clothed swordsman was shocked and dodged desperately. Unexpectedly, the warrior turned a corner in the air and walked around behind the white-clothed swordsman.
Bang!One punch hits the back!The white-clothed swordsman blew blood and flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Haha, Lord Liu, you are not good at being the prefect. There are such strong men at the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, and you still want my people to take the thief for you.The Mongolian nobles looked at Liu's prefecture lazily. The prefecture Liu was so scared that he was sweating in cold sweat. If the assassin stabbed the Mongolian nobles to death, Lord Jia Sidao would never let him go!
The Prime Minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, Jia Sidao, secretly invited the Mongolian secret envoy Irhan to Lin'an to discuss the peace of land cede and indemnity.
The news was originally airtight, but somehow, people from the world received the news that recently, three assassinations against Irhan appeared. Without exception, the assassins died under the mysterious Mongolian warriors under Irhan.
Haha, look, you scared, don’t worry, with my warrior Huo Shan here, you guys from the Southern Song Dynasty will never hurt me!
Huoshan!On the beam of the roof, the woman in black was hiding in her heart. She had heard of this name. Huoshan was the stunning demon who circulated the Western Regions. The evil among the evil. Before he started the Zoroastrianism, he used to rob merchants in the Persian desert. When he saw a caravan coming from afar, he sat on the ground and beat his chest, calling for the sky and the earth to cry. The merchants must come over to ask.
He suddenly kicked off the flying sand, which attracted the eyes of the merchants. He immediately stabbed the sword, which instantly caused dozens of merchants to stain the yellow sand with blood.
Even the Persian No. 1 master Yin Kexi can't pass three moves under Huo Shan!
Unexpectedly, this muscular Mongolian warrior was Huoshan!
The woman in black browsed, completely dispelling the idea of assassinating Ilhan head-on. Looking at the young dancers waiting to dance behind the screen, she had an idea and had a plan...
With a move of elegance and dust, even Huo Shan did not notice her movements.
Come!What are you afraid of!Let's drink!The Mongolian secret envoy Irhan raised his wine and laughed. Lord Liu and his friends quickly raised their wine glasses with them, and the scene suddenly became lively again.
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