Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

Chapter 17

The moonlight tonight is really beautiful, a crescent moon hangs high in the sky, not at all robbed of its brilliance by the bustling underground Fuyuki City, on the contrary, it looks brighter and quieter, as if it is within reach.

The winter trees in early spring are still a bit cool. There is a small garden in the old-fashioned house. Several cherry blossom trees have been planted in the courtyard, and they are trembling in the warm wind.Under the cherry blossom trees that are blooming and falling, tender pink petals can be seen sporadically.

Kyogoku ordered the little monsters to set up tables and chairs in the open space of the courtyard, and took a wine cup to fill it with fine wine. Get drunk first.

His expression was rare tranquility. He sat quietly under the tree and looked up at the crescent moon like a hook. There was a bit of unconscious melancholy and tenderness in his brows and eyes. He changed into a dark red and golden crane cloak, which perfectly matched the crimson in his hand. Colored glazed jade cup.

However, this kind of softness was only a flash in the astonishment, and the eyes turned back to the arrogant and indestructible look when they opened and closed. He raised his jaw slightly to look at the void, and said with a smile: "Since you are here, you still have to hide. How is it different from Xiaoxiao?"

"I don't see servants to greet you, and it's such a shabby place, there's no place to stay." The gilt brilliance shone, and gradually gathered a figure on the roof, with facial features and a wanton smile, and a very mocking aura with his mouth.

"You're an uninvited guest, I didn't kick you out directly, it's enough courtesy." Jing Jiyan sneered, and the aura that was restrained inside was fully released, "Don't kneel down to thank you!"

"You're very courageous, bastard." The visitor's scarlet pupils narrowed, but he was still smiling, but the unsteady aura around him was obviously furious, "Why don't you cut off your legs so that you can never stand up again?" ?” During the conversation, a large golden ripple appeared behind him, and dozens of weapons with infinite power revealed their sharp tips.

"If you dare to speak wild words in front of the imperial court, even the extinction of the nine clans will not dispel my anger." Kyogokuhiko showed no fear on his face, the wine cup in his hand was turned over and he smashed it to the ground. The long sword pointed straight at the approaching person, and a faint blue flame jumped from the edge of the sword. The moment it ignited, the world dropped several degrees, white mist could be seen in the breath, and there was a suffocating aroma of wine.

The two looked at each other, and found that the other was as unlikable as they had expected.

While the treasure was flickering coldly, the long sword was ready to go, but no one was willing to act first when facing each other. The atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a while. Kyogokuhiko squinted his eyes at the visitor, and criticized him with a sneer in his heart. The bad taste of pure gold armor all over his body, the Shamat style with his golden hair erected on his head, and the inexplicable second-level breath of opening and closing his mouth, he raised his chin even more proudly in an attempt to look down on him in terms of momentum.

——No way, according to the young master's height, he can only look down on others in terms of momentum.

The night breeze in early spring is still a bit cool, not to mention the fire spread silently to cover the sky and the sun, so that a layer of hoarfrost condensed on the cherry petals, and the dew fell silently on the tip of the grass.

And those petals that floated to the eaves were torn into powder by the sharp energy emitted by the treasure before they got close, and fell into pieces in the grass, adding a three-point cherry blossom fragrance to the wine.

Time passes here very carefully, every minute and every second are silent, as if a little more noise will be destroyed directly, only dare to mix in the moonlight, step by step with the dark clouds.

A gloomy cloud came from nowhere, broke into the stagnant atmosphere without eyes, and drifted with the breeze. For a second, the bright moonlight covered it, and the sky and the earth went dark for a moment——

"Ding!" "Ding!" There were two crisp sounds of gold and iron clanging in the darkness, and the faint blue flame collided with the golden sharp edge, which was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and it disappeared in less than half a second. trace.

The dark clouds drifted away slowly, and the clear moonlight fell again, but the oppressive atmosphere was no longer seen. Kyogokuhiko lowered his head and caressed the fine dark lines on the wide sleeves of the crane cloak, and let out a chuckle from his throat.

The visitor was also laughing, laughing without any concealment, his figure turned into an illusion from the roof and then solidified again under the cherry tree, he laughed wildly, bent down and looked into Kyogokuhiko's eyes: "I am the King of Heroes Gilgamesh."

The narrow and bright red pupils are as sharp as the pupils of a poisonous snake, facing the young man's eyes, pure black eyes, tearing off all cover, revealing their sharpness and indifference without reservation.The two pairs of eyes are full of similar arrogance and madness, with a power that seems to be able to swallow the world, and full of interest, like finding a new toy.

The height difference is a bit much, but the momentum is not bad at all.

"Did you know that staring at someone for more than 3 minutes will make you fall in love." Kyogokuhiko said suddenly, "We've been looking at each other for two and a half minutes."

"Oh, you say that, don't you admire the majesty of the king?" Gilgamesh's mouth curled up in a nasty arc, and his eyes turned a little more charming.

"Don't worry." Kyogokuhiko slapped his face away, and wiped his hands at the corner of his clothes in disgust, "I'm not interested in the second-year illness that is still in my teenage years."

"You don't even have full hair, do you really know what 'sex' is?" Gilgamesh clasped his hands together and laughed.

"Back then, I was better than you." The young master raised his eyebrows. Although he had never met those men and women who climbed into bed by themselves, the enlightenment of the royal family was varied enough, especially after he realized that he had never touched those people. The tricks that come up are becoming more and more novel every day, from the secret art of the former court to the flower street and willow alley, I just hope that which one can get the favor of His Majesty, and even the lower head can match what he likes, so that the eyes will not be blackened like headless flies. .

Therefore, the young master lacks practical experience, and theoretical experience can indeed kill a certain king in seconds.

After all, there is still a cultural development gap of thousands of years.

Gilgamesh looked at Kyogokuhiko from top to bottom, and let out a sneer, obviously taking the young master's words as a stubborn young man, and didn't believe it halfway, and asked instead: "The one you raised What about rabies?"

"Diarmuid is not here." Kyogokuhiko tilted his head, and laughed happily as if he had discovered something, "Is it because I have been paying attention to him so much, do I have ulterior motives?" He didn't wait for Gilgamesh to speak, and then went on Said, "It was the same last night, and in the middle of the night, I had to peep from afar. If I hadn't reacted in time, he would have fallen into your hands now."

"I don't have the slightest interest in down-and-out dogs." Gilgamesh said, "Compared with Saber's awe-inspiring state of trapped animals, isn't it more beautiful?"

"It's a pity that there is an unlovable Master." Kyogokuhiko said, "Things that are too noble, like this cherry blossom, have a short flowering period, and they can't match the decadent posture after withering, which is long and beautiful." The cherry blossom petals withered in a blink of an eye, wrinkled and shrunk together, showing the young master's favorite, faded red color full of sadness.

"Such as Lancer?" Gilgamesh curled his lips, "You really are a terrible joke."

"You and I, each other." Kyogokuhiko let the petals fall on the grass with his backhand, smiling like a child in a trance, "Or do you think I'm some kind of savior fantasy with stupid compassion, trying to put Save the poor little one who fell into hell?"

Don't be kidding, the young master has never been so boring in his life, just like he can adapt Diarmuid's most painful stories into dog-blood novels without hesitation, and the servant who repeatedly commits crimes is just after dinner He admired the battle of trapped beasts in hatred, played with his heart that was tainted and lost its discernment, and guided the direction at will, allowing the youth to completely lose their direction.

"Of course not." Gilgamesh sighed softly, "Compared to me, you are more like the incarnation of evil."

"Really." The young master made a surprised expression, "It's all thanks to the Holy Grail." Or maybe it's the credit of the world that has the most malice towards him—although it's only a little bit, but the twisted things in the Holy Grail Through some channel, the idea actually infiltrated certain parts of his consciousness.

Especially the part about the poor dog.

The two of them were talking, when they suddenly heard the sound of thunder rumbling in the sky, so they stopped the topic together, and made way for an open space for the ox cart of the King of Conquerors to descend slowly.

"What you want." The King of Conquerors took out a food box and handed it to Kyogokuhiko, complaining, "It's hard to find your place, and you can't even sit down. How can you drink freely?"

"Don't worry." Jing Jiyan opened the food box and took a look, took a bite out of one, and said vaguely, "I'm just waiting for you." While speaking, there were silver-blue ripples under his feet, The familiar magic fluctuations made Weber's eyes widen, and he lost his voice: "Inherent enchantment?!"

"Forget it." Kyogokuhiko recalled the wonderful taste of whipped cream and strawberries mixed in the ice skin in his mouth, and replied absent-mindedly. They were no longer in that small house, and the soft touch of silk was under their feet. A whole piece of azure silk was spread on the grass, next to a small stream. The water was so clear that a few small fish could be seen swimming there. There were a few tufts of aquatic plants among the round pebbles at the bottom. On the ground, he grabbed a few grasses and turned them into thin emerald strips. His hands trembled in fright, and the emeralds fell into the water, turning into soft grasses and flowing away with the water.

True. Poor Webb stared at the green grass all over the ground, refusing to calculate its specific value.

And the really rich Kyogokuhiko has taken off his shoes and socks, sat barefoot by the stream, teased the small fish in the water with a piece of grass, and an open food box in front of him, inside were neatly arranged glutinous rice balls, half Red beans are dotted on the transparent ice skin to make eyes, and mint leaves are colored to make ears, just like a bunny.

Yu Erzhong’s Kansai-limited new product Snow Skin Whipped Cream Strawberry Cheese Mochi, the young master used the privilege to pre-order several boxes half a month ago, and specially airlifted a box to try it out.

——Although Wei Bo was sent to help pick it up along the way.

By the way, the price of such a box is worth half a month's living expenses of the poor little Weber.

The King of Conquerors was naturally aware of the subtle hatred of the rich in his little master's heart. He rubbed his short hair with a smile, and sat down, crossed his legs and forced Weber to be beside him, facing Kyogoku. Yan asked, "Where's the wine?"

"The curved water flows, and the wine comes." Jing Jiyan pointed to the end of the creek, and the glass wine cups floated down the water. When they encountered reefs and the water slowed down at the place where they were sitting, they stopped one by one. , dangling in the water, ups and downs, small fish swim back and forth around the wine cup, poking their heads from time to time, the wine cup full of wine will sway, a few drops of wine splash into the water, overflowing strange wine fragrant.

"I specially found wine from the Western Regions from a private warehouse, please." Kyogokuhiko scooped up a wine cup from the water, picked up the second glutinous rice dumpling, soaked it in the wine, and stuffed it into his mouth .

King Conqueror fished out a glass of wine from the stream, took a sip, the rich aroma brightened his eyes, and exclaimed: "Good wine!"

"Your servant will serve you a drink." The maidservant in red brought a bamboo jug with a bamboo straw inserted in it. Wei Bo took it over and saw that it was bright red and sweet, and it was clearly a whole water bottle. jug of grape juice!

What?You ask Gilgamesh?

The young master didn't buy him a drink, and kicked him out when the barrier was opened.

The author has something to say: Kick out Jin Jingying [laughs]

Little Master and Jin Jingying are not so much king to king as they think they have found a fun new toy [laughs]

The part where the king cherishes the king may have to go to the back [Turn head [I didn't say anything]

I’m going back to school tomorrow, the stupid author has no motivation QAQ, little angels give me some comfort QAQ

And a little angel mentioned the problem of gun brother ooc, here are two statements:

1. It is certain that Gunge hacked OOC in the early stage, after all, the stupid author buried a stupid foreshadowing

2. OOC in the later stage is also very possible. It is still a bit difficult to grasp the character of the gun brother, especially the mad dog gun who is slightly blackened and will not come.

So, if the little angels think there is something wrong, please leave a message to correct me, and urge the stupid author to make progress [laughs]

The conditions for adding updates remain the same. By the way, the limit for a long comment seems to be more than a thousand words. Little angels are fucked!After the stupid author falls into the exam hell and the manuscripts are exhausted, the benefits are likely to be gone QaQ