Chapter 395 The Battle Between Men!

Wanyan Mingzhu also thought in her heart that Song Yi was not good or evil, because she missed the only chance to sneak up on him.

It's a pity that the golden people don't pay attention to regrets! Achievement is success, and failure is failure.

She was defeated again, but she was suddenly relieved. Looking at his angry and domineering face, she smiled strangely.

Laughing... Even the pain in the abdomen and chest doesn't matter.

Song Yi snorted coldly, picked up the home book on the table and walked out of the room.

The house was silent, leaving only darkness.

Wanyan Mingzhu opened a pair of eyes, exuding a strange look, stretched out the soft tip of her tongue, and sent the blood stains from the corners of her lips into her mouth, as if she was intoxicated with the smell of blood.

Song Yi took the golden sore medicine for himself and was angry, but at least he suppressed the idea of cleaning up the woman again, let Wu Jian spread the family letter, and then let Wu Jian take good care of Wanyan Mingzhu, and quietly walked out of the courtyard.

The atmosphere in the city is still depressing. Even people walking on the street seem to be in a hurry and alert. It seems that as long as there is wind and grass, someone will run away.

In front of a broken house, Song Yi saw a blind old man repairing a broken military tent, and there were some broken objects piled up next to it, including military tents and damaged armor...

The old man's eyes were like two black holes deep in, but his hands skillfully shuttled through the thick tarpaulin of the military tent with a very thick iron needle, and quickly sewed the torn openings very tightly.

This simple scene made Song Yi fall into appreciation.

The old man noticed something, stopped the movement in his hand, raised his head and asked with a peaceful look, "This gentleman, what can I do for you?"

Song Yi was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said, "How does the old man know whether I am a man or a woman, young or old?"

"Ha ha. The old man has been blind for a long time. If he wants to survive, he naturally needs better ear power! Heavy footsteps, light footsteps, calm or floating steps... The old man can still tell the difference. The old man said calmly, as if he were talking about a simple thing.

"Are these all sent by the military?" Song Yi asked.

"Yes, many people have lost in the war over the years, but my bad old man has survived by this... Ha ha, but I still hope that one day I won't eat this meal!"

"Then you don't worry about what you can do if you don't repair the military account?"

"I can mend the umbrella and repair other things, and... At my age, what does it matter how many years I live? That's all you can do. If you can't fight a war, you can't help the crisis... Damn it, just die."

The old man spoke calmly, but suddenly looked up at the other side of the long street.

Song Yi looked in his direction and saw a group of people coming this way. Wherever you pass, pedestrians retreat!

Song Yi's pupils contracted slightly, and then his face was calm.

At the other end of the long street, Zhao Ze, the extraordinary king of Kang, walked slowly, with a deep and meaningful smile in his eyes, looking at Song Yi from beginning to end.

It's close.

"I have met His Royal Highness King Kang." Song Yigong saluted.

The sitting old man was stunned, quickly abandoned the work at hand, knelt down and shouted and saluted.

"Why didn't you say anything when you came?" King Kang frowned slightly, and there was nothing else in his eyes except Song Yi.

The old man knelt and dared not stand up.

Song Yi frowned slightly, but he understood that this should be the so-called momentum that the king should have, otherwise how could he be different from mortals and how could he be respected.

He replied calmly, "Your Highness takes care of all the opportunities every day, and how can I, a soldier, dare to talk about the time for Your Highness to rectify military affairs?"

"Ha ha. Who dares to say that you, Song Mingzhuan, are a soldier? The flower was ordered by my father, and he was entrusted with... You are self-deprecing. King Kang said with a smile.

The old man on his knees is not deeply wrinkled, and the lines in the wrinkles are like ravines on the dry land.

"It's Song Yi who was rude. Don't blame your Highness!" Song Yi frowned slightly and said in an apologetic tone.

"Hahaha... How dare I blame you? I should have picked up the wind and washed the dust for you, but why is everything complicated? It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Why don't you come to me for a cup of tea? Zhao Ze laughed.

"How dare you waste Your Highness's good tea? Song Yi is learning the skills of sewing tents, so he won't go to Your Highness. Don't you think this tent is very neatly repaired? Song Yi said with a faint smile.

Others didn't know, but Zhao Ze sneered in his heart! Unsurprisingly, he was rejected by Song Yi again, which could only make him more disgusted with Song Yi. But now, he has to say lightly, "The old man works hard for the army. Please get up..."

The blind old man thanked him, and then stood up with difficulty, but he didn't dare to sit anymore and stood with some restraint.

"It's been a long time since I said goodbye, and your Highness's demeanor is still the same." Song Yi said with a smile.

"You're also good, but what's wrong with the wound on your neck?" Zhao Ze saw a circle of white cloth wrapped around Song Yi's neck and asked playfully.

"Oh... I heard that there are people in Shu who are good at control of beasts, but I don't know whether it's true or not! If I could learn a little fur, I wouldn't have been bitten by a tigress. Song Yi replied with a faint smile, saying a pun.

"Hehe... Is that so? I heard that you caught Wanyan Hongliang's sister Wanyan Mingzhu? Zhao Ze suddenly asked, and his eyes were awe-inspiring.

The old man beside him shook his body again. Although his eyes were deep, he still looked at Song Yi in surprise...

"Yes. On the way to Ruzhou, she happened to see that Cao Shenjun, who had assassinated his Highness, was running away and was captured. She should have been taught to the military department, but it's a pity... She owes me one thing and hasn't returned it. When she returned my things, I will definitely send her to the military headquarters by myself. Song Yi said seriously.

"Since she is Wanyan Hongliang's sister, how can I not see her... Take me to have a look." Zhao Ze said coldly, with an ordered tone.

"Of course, Your Highness has an order, how dare you not obey! The old man... See you later." Song Yi waved to the blind old man and then turned around and left.

Zhao Ze followed with a group of people.

The blind old man stared blankly at the invisible direction, with a thoughtful expression.

...

A moment later, Zhao Ze appeared in Wanyan Mingzhu's room.

"I want to ask her something alone..." There was no one else in the room, Zhao Ze said to Song Yi.

is to say, not to ask, which means that he is ordering, without Song Yi's consent or not.

Song Yi frowned slightly and stared at Wanyan Mingzhu. After hesitating for a moment, he left the room.

With a complicated mood, he waited for a cup of tea in the courtyard. Zhao Ze walked out of the courtyard with a gloomy look and left without even saying hello.

Song Yi was a little surprised, and then quickly entered the room and saw Wan Yan Mingzhu curled up in the corner of the bed, but looked at Song Yi with his Gong's eyes.

"Don't you thank me?" Wanyan Mingzhu opened her lips and said.

"Why didn't you let him take you away?" Song Yi asked suspiciously.

Wanyan Mingzhu smiled faintly and replied, "I thought about it before, but you are so cruel to me, I still want to take revenge with my own hands!" Otherwise, if I go there, maybe I can't see you again, then I can't take revenge. Isn't it a pity? So I didn't pay attention to him and made you feel good! Don't you say thank you?"

"Thank you? Ha ha..." Song Yi turned his head and let her see the white cloth wrapped around her neck. Then he sneered and said, "Although I'm a little satisfied with your performance this time, I won't be kind to you for another moment. Moreover, even if you want to go with him, I won't agree..."

"Even if he is King Kang?" Wanyan Mingzhu frowned and was slightly puzzled.

Song Yi replied firmly, "Even if he is King Kang!"

"Ha ha. It seems that there is some truth that I fell into your hands. I think it will be very interesting in the future. Wanyan Mingzhu smiled, and the color of charm appeared in the peach blossom eyes.

"You can't escape from the palm of my hand..." Song Yi sneered and turned around and walked out of the room.

Wanyan Mingzhu's eyes are brighter.

In the small courtyard, Wu Jian frowned slightly and walked to Song Yi and said, "He left someone outside."

"Let him go. Since he has seen me, he won't come to the dark, and he doesn't know how he will go next..." Song Yi replied indifferently.

"Is your injury all right?" Wu Jian said suspiciously.

Song Yi smiled confidently and said, "In three days, you will definitely recover. Now I need you to do something, because there is already someone to protect here, and you can walk around at will."

Wu Jian asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Yi said something next to Wu Jian's ear, and then Wu Jian stared at Song Yi with a puzzled face. He didn't know what medicine was selling in his gourd.

"What else is this going to do?" After Wu Jian asked, he felt that he was quite stupid, because Song Yi would definitely not tell him in advance.

Sure enough, Song Yi just smiled and didn't answer, but asked about other things...

Although Song Yi seemed to look calm, the moment King Kang took the initiative to appear, he knew that the battle between the two had begun.

Generally speaking, the duel between two men should be to show their swords and then fight each other until they win or lose.

However, there is some difference between King Kang and Song Yi. The difference is that King Kang not only wants to win or lose. What he wants is Song Yi to die, and his power is also overwhelmingly stronger than Song Yi, but he still has his own fear, which makes him have to think of other ways.

And Song Yi also wants King Kang to die, but compared with King Kang, Song Yi is too weak... So much so that in the eyes of others, his idea is no different from Yugong Yishan.

One is that the lion can't fight the rabbit to rule the world, and the other is that Yu Gong must move the mountain and move the stars.

The battle between the two men brewed waves under such a silent tide.