Then it was really prophesized by Gao Shun.
Yan Qing fully utilized his huge connections in Lu Bu's army, telling all the main generals except Wei Xu and Song Xian to agree to the Guan statement, and purposely chose a perfect time when Lu Bu was in a good mood to quickly propose this travel plan.
There are Gao Shun, Zhang Liao and other people actively help, Jia Yan is not righteous, but also did not say anything about the two do not help, even so, can not shake Lu Bu's determination to categorically reject.
Regardless of how much Yan Qing tongue lotus flower, also ignored to say how much sea and sky, more ignore those who move to reason, Xiao Xiao feelings, Lu Bu straightforwardly eyes closed, arm a hug, long legs a stretch, as if this can be manually open the closed-ear plug listening mode as if.
It always comes down to this - Objection! Disallow! Useless! Not allowed! No way! No way!
It's useless to say a hundred words of reasoning, refusing is refusing.
It is also to Yan Qing, Lu Bu only to this negative attitude to deal with, change for Yan Qing off said bystanders, Lu Bu is not so gentle, directly dead frowning, put the eyes dangerously narrowed, with a ferocious gaze gouge out the past, do not hide his impatience and cold threat.
All the generals are more or less aware of Lu Bu's Jairus, after receiving the scan of this death sight, they know that if they help the military division again, the next thing waiting for them will be the tragic autumn settling of scores.
Lu Bu's action was thus quite effective, and within three breaths he could silence his opponent.
Yan Qing could only watch as the friendly troops gradually and miserably fell under the invincible silver might of the Great Tiger of Bu, and one by one, they threw a look of love and helplessness at him bitterly, and found excuses to leave.
Inside the council chamber, only Gao Shun Zhang Liao, the two righteous iron brothers are still holding out, with an onlooker, purely watching the fun, Jia Yan.
Seeing Lu Bu raising his eyebrows and about to win a great victory, Yan Qing involuntarily touched the three flashing peaches in his sleeve, and in a moment of urgency, he simply put his heart across and said, "My Lord said that Qing is a weak scholar and is afraid of being caught in a bad situation, so he didn't agree to this proposal, but is that so?"
Yan Qing's momentum is so compelling that Lu Bu, who originally wanted to pretend he didn't hear and continue to play dead, only slightly lifted his eyelids to a slit and looked at him with a narrowed gaze, obviously on guard with all his heart and soul, and answered with great care: "Bu does have this intention. Chongguang is Bu's backbone, even for a day, I don't want to let Chongguang leave my side, not to mention that the road is long and dangerous."
Yan Qing suddenly changed his words: "The Lord's bravery and roar of the tiger can be said to be the best in the world, and there are only a few people who can withstand the Lord's power of the prima donna, and who can hold out under the halberd for a couple of times."
Lu Bu did not have the same feeling of relief as in the past when he was praised by him, but instead, his heart instantly alarmed, rarely racking his brain, Yan Qing's words over and over again a few times to think about it, did not taste out what is not right, and only then slowly replied: "Bu is not talented, but there are a few insights into the bow and horse together, and there are indeed few opponents. At present, the only people who have fought with the Yan people and the red-faced big man at the Tiger Prison Pass have some fighting power, so they can be used as an after-party."
Lu Bu was extremely proud of his own martial arts, so he was suddenly modest, which surprised Gao Shun and Zhang Liao.
What made them even more alarmed was Yan Qing's next words, "In that case, in order to prove that Qing still has a few points of self-preservation, does the Lord dare to fight with Qing?"
Lu Bu wrinkled his brows and rejected without hesitation, "Chong Guang don't ever make such a playful remark again."
Even Zhang Liao and Gao Shun thought that Yan Qing was confused with anxiety, and kindly helped to pass the steps to prevent Yan Qing from riding the tiger.
However, although Yan Qing was just a temporary idea, he was also determined to open this mouth, where would Lu Bu hide away, and in a few words, Lu Bu was wound up.
Tell Lu Bu to promise that if he remains unharmed after catching the three halberds he chopped down with his full strength, he will allow him to go to Yanzhou as a proposal of goodwill.
With dignity and face at stake, after vaguely feeling underestimated by the typically soft civil official Yan Qing, Lu Bu stared unhappily at his thin arms and legs that could be broken by his own, snorted disdainfully, and arrogantly said, "Not to mention three jabs, even if you ask Mr. Bu to be unharmed after a single move by Bu, Bu will believe that he has been wrong in looking at himself today, and has failed to recognize a member of a deeply hidden proud and courageous Tiger General."
Yan Qing, however, did not want to give him any reason to back out afterward, and provoked him again, "Avoiding one strike is a fluke, not a skill, three strikes is three strikes, would you be willing to bet on it, my lord?"
Lu Bu was a good deal taller than Yan Qing, and when he stood tall, his aura was even more overwhelming.
Hearing that Yan Qing not only didn't know how to repent, but also provoked him in front of his subordinates, Lu Bu lightly grunted, and swept him with a deep gaze, and said with a * tone: "Since Shiguang is determined to do so, Bu can only accompany him. However, the sword and spear have no eyes, if one is not careful and injures Chongguang, you can't blame Bu for not showing mercy."
Yan Qing got what he wished for, he let out a sigh of relief in his heart, but on his face, he smiled slightly, "If the Lord doesn't do his best, how can he measure whether Qing is not measuring his own strength, or he really has some skills?"
Full of reluctance Lu Bu was urged by Yan Qing to the schoolyard, carelessly took over the square sky painted halberd, casually a pull, a swing and a chop, full of perfunctory meaning to the refusal to use any weapon Yan Qing attacked.
Yan Qing stood there motionless, watching as the blade reached his eyes, his supple body suddenly tilted, as if the slanting wind had swung the willow ground as naturally as it did, dodging it without any effort.
Lu Bu suddenly glared at his eyes, rather unexpectedly "um", only as his own too lightly carelessness led to a miss, and not too much to dwell on the loss of the initial battle, but in the blink of an eye to clean up the chaotic and complicated mind, concentrate on the backhand swing, swift as the wind straight to the back of the heart of the Yan Qing stabbing.
However, the moves look dangerous and harsh, Lu Bu always maintains his strength in the degree that can be withdrawn at any time when he sees that the situation is not good, only to see the arrogance of Yan Qing, he smothered in silence and also uphold the heart of the Yan Qing to suffer a little bit, and will not be able to ask him to avoid by fluke again.
As a result, the unimaginable scene reappeared - Yan Qing, as if he had eyes behind his back, easily avoided the blade of the painted halberd, not even half of his hair being cut off.
Once again, Lu Bu realized that something was wrong, and immediately withdrew his momentum, glancing incredulously at the calm Yan Qing, and checking his own weapon as usual, failing to detect any signs of being tampered with.
Seeing Lu Bu's face change unpredictably, Yan Qing faintly smiled and warmly reminded, "Three has been out of two, there is still one, Lord don't forget to count."
Although he has always been pretending, this time the effect is particularly powerful - after all, he has just dodged Lu Bu's continuous attacks calmly with his frail body, and this cloudy look falls into the eyes of the onlookers, and it is a little more inscrutable flavor.
Lu Bu's eyes glanced at him with a deep glance, but at this reminder that was tantamount to provocation, he rarely composed himself and did not return half a word.
When he struck again, however, it was the opposite of a calm demeanor, it was a real move.
This time no longer and earlier that, even on weekdays with Gao Shun and other people can not be counted as a test exercise, purely as a playful like to leave the face, but to make nearly eight points of power, serious moves against the enemy -
Yan Qing, however, remained unperturbed, even if the halberd blade was instantaneous, he was not moved in the slightest, remaining as immovable as a mountain, and only lightly drank a sentence, "Flash."
To everyone's disbelief, the outstanding halberd skill of Lu Bu's killing move that was as powerful as a million pounds was completely neutralized by him along with the words of this sentence.
After the three strikes, Yan Qing was really unharmed, and smiled leisurely, "Thank you, Lord, for your mercy; in that case, Qing will go and prepare for his trip to Yanzhou."
Gao Shun and Zhang Liao could not stop Yan Qing at first, and had to watch the battle from the sidelines with a worried and anxious heart, but they did not want to see a shocking reversal, and could not believe their eyes.
When he regained his broken mood, the look in his eyes when he looked at Yan Qing again had also changed radically.
Unlike Jia Yan, who does not know martial arts and therefore only thinks that Lu Bu is seriously letting off steam and intentionally letting Yan Qing pass, with their outstanding strength, they can naturally see a few things, and know that in the last hit, even though the Lord did not put in his full strength, he was definitely serious about it.
Yan Qing knew that Lu Bu must be in a bad mood at the moment, and while he was still in a state of confusion, he immediately turned around and wanted to leave after saying this, lest he be swept away by the tail of the typhoon.
It was a pity that Yan Qing's organs were so calculating, but he had far underestimated the extent to which Lu Bu would not play by the rules.
After all three of his strikes were dodged by Yan Qing with his bizarre stance, Lu Bu's reaction was neither petty annoyance, nor atmospheric willingness to gamble, nor pondering on his own about the cause of his blunder, but rather-
Don't believe me, try another chop and see what happens.
Yan Qing, who had just used up all of his three flashes and had not yet refreshed his hand, was now empty, with only one Peach left that could not be used up easily, and was at his most vulnerable moment.
However, Lu Bu knew nothing about this, so this strike, which was supposed to be just a test strike, had far less momentum than the third strike before it, but it knuckled down and slashed squarely.
Yan Qing was listening to the unique whoosh sound when the sharp air breaks the wind, also instinctively feel bad, side to avoid, just with his own real reaction ability to avoid Lu Bu's hands of the square sky painted halberd, with slow motion encountered fast-forward triple speed, where it is possible to come in time.
In fact by the time he sensed the blade, it was too late.
As a result, Yan Qing could only watch expressionlessly as the brilliant frosty blade of the Fontainebleau halberd, which drank countless amounts of enemy blood and was invincible in the battlefield, plunged ferociously into his own shoulder, like a knife cutting through tofu, cutting a large gap in the snow-white and delicate flesh at once, with bright red warm blood gushing out crazily.
In the clear feeling of the knife into the flesh of the moment, Lu Bu realized that the previous few times are the last minute to the unspeakable secretive body to calmly flash away Yan Qing, this time for some reason is not really able to avoid, surprised and puzzled hastily withdrew his hand to draw back, at least did not cut the bones underneath to the same.
If it wasn't for Yan Qing's extreme insensitivity to pain, she would have only felt a slight stabbing pain in the face of such a serious injury, and only then did she manage to hold on to her comportment and not scream out in disgrace.
But just looking at the staggering amount of blood loss was enough to make him dizzy.
Yan Qing: "............"
For the first time in his life, he really felt like blowing up.
Me, shit! Lv Fengxian your ass!