Chapter 732 An irresistible offer
“Uncle Qianlong, I wonder if you would like to leave us two here, what advice do you have?”
Zhao Xia looked calm, holding a tea bowl, and asked leisurely.
At this time, all the powerful Cave Heaven Realm experts have left, leaving only Zhao Xia, Lan Jingsong, and Fu Qingzhou.
Lan Jingsong also smiled and said: "Yes, Brother Fu, now that Qingjiangzi has been captured, shouldn't you interrogate him?"
"How can I interrogate him?"
Fu Qingzhou laughed dumbly: "Several seniors combined are only less than 50% sure, so I won't get involved - leaving the two of them to talk alone is actually I have a big matter that I want to entrust to you."
As he said this, his face became serious: "I want to ask you two, if you want to kill Jiang Baichuan with all your strength, Xishuo Palace and Qianfangbaixiao Tower. , How much effort can we exert?"
"I will do my best."
Zhao Xia smiled and said: "Jiang Baichuan is the common enemy of the world. Since the two of us are here, we will do our best. Do your best to help.”
Lan Jingsong nodded in response.
Fu Qingzhou did not smile, but said seriously: "You two, what I want is to go all out."
As soon as he said this, Zhao Xia's smile also faded.
Lan Jingsong frowned: "Brother Fu, even with all the elites from Mingjiang Pavilion and the Forbidden Army, they can't stop Jiang Baichuan. Do you really think we can do it?"
Fu Qingzhou's expression Unchanged: "If I can't do it, what am I busy with here? Why do you two come here?"
"..."
His words made the two people opposite him speechless for a moment.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Xia pursed her lips and said softly: "Uncle Qianlong, if you still have some trump cards, please reveal them as well."
"Not bad."< br>
Lan Jingsong also echoed: "With just the few seniors in the Cave Heaven Realm, plus a few of us, not to mention keeping Jiang Baichuan, if we can keep him from being killed, that's enough. Awesome.”
"Brother Fu, if you have any other means, please tell us clearly..."
He considered his words and added: "If there is really hope to kill Jiang Baichuan, we can accompany you without hesitation. Do this!"
"Otherwise, we cannot bear this responsibility." Zhao Xia took over and said: "This time, more than two hundred people from Mingjiange and the Forbidden Army died. What a horrible thing? Neither Xishuo Palace nor Qianfang Baixiao Tower can bear such losses."
The words between the two made Fu Qingzhou look embarrassed.
He frowned, gritted his teeth, and kept clenching and unclenching his hands, as if he was trying to convince himself to make a certain decision.
"Okay!"
Finally, Fu Qingzhou spoke and waved his hand: "In that case, I won't hide it anymore!"
After that, he stretched out his hand to draw out the German sword behind him and held it up. In front of him: "You two, do you recognize this sword?"
Seeing the German sword, the two of them looked at each other at the same time.
When Fu Qingzhou wielded his sword to quell the dispute among the Dongtian Realm experts, they showed similar expressions.
"This sword..."
Lan Jingsong was the one who finally spoke: "Could it be one of the Eight Swords of the King's Way?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "As expected, it is indeed the Qiangbaixiaolou Disciple, you are really knowledgeable."
As he said that, he turned to Zhao Xia: "Princess, as a royal family, you should know it, right?"
"Of course."
Zhao Xia's eyes sparkled and he replied: "Back then, my ancestors of the Zhao family relied on the Eight Swords of Kings to guard the country and achieve peace for generations. Unexpectedly, Uncle Qian Long was one of the sword masters?"
< br>"This sword originally belonged to Jiang Baichuan."
Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "The virtuous sword belongs to the virtuous. Now that Jiang Baichuan has lost his virtue, the divine sword will naturally change its owner."
>Lan and Zhao both showed a little warmth in their eyes.
No one can remain unmoved when seeing a divine sword like the Eight Swords of Kings.
"But... this sword alone may not be able to control Jiang Baichuan." But soon, Zhao Xia said leisurely: "What's more, he used to be the master of the Virtue Sword, and now his strength has greatly improved. Could it be that Uncle Qianlong Aren't you afraid that he will take away the divine sword?"
"Haha."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "One virtue sword is not enough, but if you add two more, What?"
"What?" The two people on the other side were shocked!
Fu Qingzhou said, raising his left hand, the metal bracelet on his wrist swayed slightly, and two glimmers of light suddenly flashed.
The next moment, there were two long swords floating quietly on the table in front of him!
The sword body is slender and elegant, and the patterns on the sword body are complex and exquisite, like a well-dressed Confucian scholar.
The shape of the other sword's body is nothing special, but its entire body is deep blue, and there seem to be twinkling stars on it, like the Milky Way at night, or the endless deep sea.
It is the two swords of etiquette and wisdom.
Seeing these two swords, Zhao Xia and Lan Jingsong could no longer sit still and stood up suddenly!
There was fanaticism in their eyes at the same time, they strode forward and stretched out their hands slightly.
“Be careful.”
Fu Qingzhou reminded softly: “If you are not the sword master, you will get hurt if you reach out and touch.”
Hearing this, Zhao Xia was slightly shocked. The hand stretched out for the ritual sword retracted.
But Lan Jingsong stretched out his hand longer, and before he had time to retract it, he lightly touched the hilt of the Zhi Sword. The next moment, he screamed in pain and jerked his hand back, but his palm was already a bloody mess.
“Brother Lan!” Fu Qingzhou was shocked.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
Lan Jingsong himself didn't take it seriously, but his face was full of surprise. He tore off a corner of his sleeve at will, bandaged the wound, and asked: "Brother Fu, you, why do you still have two divine swords?"
Zhao Xia reacted and suddenly said: "Uncle Qianlong, your position as the special envoy of Mingjian Pavilion is for this reason. ! ”
Fu Qingzhou nodded lightly.
"Master Xiangjian, asked me to find new sword masters for these two swords."
He said quietly: "In my opinion, I can now eliminate evil and kill thieves for the world." People are naturally qualified to hold swords."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xia and Lan Jingsong's eyes lit up like stars!
Of course they are not qualified to be the master of this sword.
But as long as they bring this news back to King Xishuo and the owner of Qianfang Baixiao Building, and add a little bit of jealousy to the matter, the credit here is not ordinary credit!
Zhao Xia was relatively calm. Although her breathing became rapid, she patted her heaving chest and asked softly: "But Uncle Qianlong, who chooses the master of the divine sword, who are you talking about?" "Yes, who is it?"
"Of course the master of the divine sword will be chosen."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "But if the other party has enough virtue and the secret method of Mingjian Pavilion, it will be natural. Ask him to hold the sword."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, touched the two swords of Li and Zhi, and said: "King Xishuo has always respected ancient rituals, and everyone has done so, so he gave the sword as a gift. It’s worthy of the name.”
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xia's eyes burst into joy.
She could no longer hold back and bowed deeply to Fu Qingzhou: "When the prince holds the ceremonial sword, that is when all the guests of the Xishuo Palace will come out and kill Jiang Baichuan!"
Fu Qingzhou smiled and turned to Lan Jingsong.
Brother Lan, the anticipation and ecstasy in his eyes are already overflowing.
Fu Qingzhou did not disappoint him, and said with a smile: "Qianfang Baixiao Tower is well versed in the world's intelligence, and thousands of affairs are involved in its network. It deserves the word 'wisdom'. This sword of wisdom belongs to Master Lan. It’s a matter of course.”
Ning Baimei had said before that the owner of Qianfang Baixiao Tower was from the Lan family, so this name should be correct.
Lan Jingsong was so excited that his whole body was trembling: "Thank you, Brother Fu! Thank you, Brother Fu!"
"You two... don't have to be like this."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said : "We are just taking what we need - the most important thing is that these two divine swords must be held by the sword master. I hope that you can invite King Xishuo and Master Lanlou to come and have three divine swords in your hands. Jiang Baichuan cannot escape.”
“Of course, we can’t take advantage of the Changqing Escort Agency for this battle.”
He said softly: "The grand ceremony of Luoyi Xuanmeng is not far away. At that time, all parties in the world will come. We will take this opportunity to give these two divine swords to King Xishuo and Master Lanlou, and then use the power of the entire world to deal with Jiang Baichuan." , isn’t it perfect?”
Zhao Xia and Lan Jingsong looked at each other, and there was a strange light in their eyes at the same time.
Tightly holding on, they smiled at Fu Qingzhou in a tacit understanding and saluted accordingly.
(End of this chapter)