emperor cold concubine

Chapter 154
Ziyu started to learn martial arts when he was nearly 20 years old, and his body is naturally not as soft as that of children who practiced martial arts since childhood. When Cang Hao taught him martial arts, he was very dissatisfied with this. The most direct method is also a must for every martial arts practitioner. , Leg press.But for Ziyu, this was the most painful part of his several years of martial arts training.

Flexibility is his weakness, even if he practices hard every day and night, he still can't achieve the ideal effect.And in terms of martial arts training, Ziyu's foundation is not very good. Cang Hao once personally opened up the two veins of Ren and Du for him, and the martial arts taught to him are also specially selected according to the best state his body can adapt to. Focus more on internal strength cultivation.

Competent as the supreme commander of the Huben and Yulin armies, Zi Yu's martial arts is undoubtedly very high, not to mention that no one in the imperial capital is comparable, even in the Nine Kingdoms, there are few people who can match.

However, almost no one knows that the indestructible sub-commander in the eyes of 20 forbidden troops has the biggest weakness that is also the most incredible for those who practice martial arts.

Of course, this weakness is only for him, not an unspeakable secret. For outsiders, even if they know it, it has no real meaning, unless your martial arts are high enough to defeat Zi Yu, and then Capture him alive, perhaps torture or torture him in this way.

Of course, the possibility of being able to capture Ziyu alive is extremely slim for anyone.

Coming to the Jiuhua Palace alone, Su Mo was slightly stunned when he saw the scene at the bottom of the steps.

Zi Yu, who was dressed in black robes, changed from his expressionless and steady face in the past, and put his body into a standard split-horse movement with his legs separated in opposite directions and his buttocks on the ground. From Su Mo's point of view, there was nothing surprising about such a posture.I believe that whether it is in ancient times or modern times, the first homework for all martial arts practitioners, even those professional dancers, is to practice body flexibility, and the split horse is the most common movement among them.

Even more difficult movements than this, Su Mo can do it with ease.

However, Su Mo frowned slightly, stood not far away and looked at Ziyu, his pale face was covered with cold sweat, which kept dripping down, and the few strands of hair that fell on his forehead had been soaked. Wet stuck to the face, although the body tried to keep calm, but trembled faintly because of uncontrollable, clenched fists, tightly pressed the two legs on the ground with the face of the fist, on the ground in front, A small pool of sparkling water had fallen.

Su Mo looked at it for a while, and was sure that there was no other abnormality in his body, but Zi Yu's expression was obviously in great pain - could it be that it was just because of a standard and simple splitting action?

Su Mo's original idea of ​​entering the Jiuhua Palace was dispelled for the time being. Knowing Ziyu's personality, she might not mind being seen punished, or exposing her weakness in front of others.However, she still doesn't want to go over at this time, for these iron-boned men under Cang Hao, she never wants to trample on their self-esteem intentionally or unintentionally, no matter whether they care or not.

After thinking about it, I planned to go back to the palace to catch up on sleep. Just as I was about to turn around, I caught a glimpse of a man walking out of the Jiuhua Palace, a man with handsome features, a man who looked seven points similar to Yue Xiao but had a completely different temperament, Su Moxing His eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.

Cang Fengqi...

Seeing the scene outside the hall, Cang Fengqi was obviously very surprised. He looked at Zi Yu quietly, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

He didn't speak, Ziyu was fighting against his own body, so naturally he wouldn't take the initiative to speak, his face was so pale that no trace of blood could be seen, but his eyes drooped slightly, and he clenched his teeth tightly, trying not to show a trace of pain on his face look.

After being silent for a long time, Cang Fengqi said slowly: "Why are you doing this?"

For the sake of Feng Wang who has lost power, is it worth it to anger his master in exchange for a painful punishment?
Zi Yu didn't speak.

He has always done things only to have a clear heart, and he doesn't need to explain to anyone except the Lord.

He once said that he would try his best to preserve his life before the Lord, and when he said this, he had already committed an unforgivable mistake.He has no right to question how Cang Hao will deal with King Feng, even if he kills him, how can he have the right to speak out about preservation?

No matter what kind of person Feng Wang is or what his character is, just being the son of Murong Qing is enough to ruin his reputation and even put him to death.Even if the Lord does not kill Feng Wang, it will definitely not be because of him.

Up to now, Cang Fengqi knew that since many things had happened, it would be useless to say more. He took one last look at Ziyu, and even though he knew that he might be punished for his own sake, he didn't say "thank you" in the end. The words of class, among them, no longer need this word.

Step by step, Cang Fengqi looked at the empty square in the distance, and the huge palace intertwined with countless palaces, layer upon layer, row upon row. This is the country of the Cang family, the royal family of the Cang family, and he ...

"I'm going back to Cangzhou. Maybe there are very few opportunities to come back in the future, but you can rest assured that if I'm here for a day, no one will be allowed to invade Cangzhou."

After saying these few words, Cang Fengqi walked away without looking back.Even, from the moment he stepped into the Jiuhua Palace to the moment he walked out, he never asked Cang Hao, who is his father?
Zi Yu still didn't speak, or he was in so much pain that he didn't have the extra energy to speak.

Cold sweat kept coming out and dripping to the ground. He felt that the ligaments of his legs were so painful that they were going to be numb. This kind of pain, even after experiencing it a hundred times, was still the most unbearable.

Su Mo seemed a little surprised. Thinking about it, he felt that it was reasonable that although Cang Fengqi was the son of Empress Murong, he was not of the same type as his mother. Among the very few people who knew about it, no one would take the initiative to speak out.Whether Cang Hao wants to kill him or keep him, in essence, it will not have much impact on the situation. To put it a bit willfully, it all depends on Cang Hao's mood.

However, the facts proved that Yixiu's worries were superfluous. He never mentioned that he wanted to meet the person who used to pretend to be his father, and even Yue Xiao, who looked similar to him, had no desire to meet him.

Whether it's an enemy or an enemy, it doesn't seem to matter anymore. In just one night, he has experienced too much. Even if Su Mo didn't see it with his own eyes, he can still imagine it. It can be traced back to everything that happened in the 28 years before Cang Fengqi was born.

After a lot of experience, I became numb, and when I sorted out my mood, the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy.

Being able to accept the reality so quickly, hiding all negative emotions such as pain and hatred, loss and unwillingness in the bottom of my heart or directly leaving them behind, waiting for time to slowly repair the scars in my heart...

Cang Fengqi, it seems that he is indeed an unusual man.

(End of this chapter)