Chapter 789 Conflicts are meant to intensify
“Sword of Ceremony?”
Master Bai He and Lan Xiyu said in unison, surprised.
But after just a blink of an eye, Master Baihe laughed: "It is indeed a good idea, then... let me try it."
After that, she turned her wrist , broke away from Lan Xiyu, then took a step back and walked straight towards the sword stand of the Lijian.
Seeing this, King Xishuo in the audience's eyes froze, and his hand tightened on the wrench.
"No..."
Lan Xiyu spoke subconsciously.
But she only said the word "no", and Master Baihe turned his head and sneered: "What, Junior Sister Lan, are you even interested in the ceremonial sword? Why don't I give this sword to you and let me try it out? Zhijian? "
Lan Xiyu stretched out her hand in the air and slowly tightened it.
Master Baihe sneered, ignored her, walked leisurely to the sword, and slowly turned his wrist, as if he was preparing to test the sword.
In the audience, Zhao Xia quickly walked back to King Xishuo.
"Uncle."
She came closer and whispered: "No abnormalities were found in the Twelve Earthly Branches... But Zhenxian Palace Jingming and Wandu Mountain Yuyuexian are missing. . ”
King Xishuo did not look at her, but looked directly at Master Bai He on the stage.
"Fu Qingzhou is reenacting the drama of Changqing Escort Agency."
He frowned and whispered: "Bai He is conspiring with him to act... a boring trick, just trying to deceive the king into taking action and asking the king to be here. Showing his face to everyone in the world."
Zhao Xia's eyebrows jumped: "What?"
"Haha."
King Xishuo smiled and looked at the person on the stage. Master Baihe, at this time, she was mumbling something to the sword, not knowing what to say.
"Let Mr. Jiang come out..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw Master Baihe shaking his head.
“Forget it.” She suddenly flicked her sleeves: “The poor Taoist master, if he takes this sword, he will have to go to Mingjian Pavilion to be controlled by the court. It is really not worth it. Let's play."
As she said that, she smiled at Lan Xiyu, Fu Qingzhou and others: "Sorry for causing a little trouble - I won't try this sword."
< br>Huh?
Don’t try anymore?
Lan Xiyu's body was slightly stiff - she was not in a hurry to try the Wisdom Sword just now, but kept looking at Bai He nervously, but she didn't expect... Master Bai He, don't try it anymore?
Countless people in the audience all exclaimed, "Huh?"
No, you just made such a fuss, and you were so close to a fight with each other, but now you don't try?
How about playing?
Not only them, King Xishuo also stopped mid-sentence.
He was stunned, with a rare "confused" expression.
"Uncle?" Zhao Xia asked softly from the side: "Do you still...please Mr. Jiang to take action?"
"Heh."
King Xishuo was very quick. After calming down, he smiled slightly gloomily: "In that case, don't worry, but this scene is not very good."
As he spoke, he shook his sleeves and said, "Go ahead and get everyone ready. After Xiyu gets the Zhi Sword, I will go up to the stage to get the ceremonial sword. When I get the ceremonial sword, I will start taking action."< br>
Zhao Xia's eyes lit up, he lowered his head in response, and then quickly left.
At this time, Lan Xiyu on the stage finally reached out to Zhijian.
When she stretched out her hand, she was reciting something softly like Motoko, but it was covered with black gauze, so no one could see her moving lips.
Only Fu Qingzhou heard it clearly... She was also trying to persuade Zhi Jian.
Of course, compared to Yuanzi's truth, she spoke much more straightforwardly, that is, she talked about how Qianfang Baixiaolou had extensive knowledge and how he could help Dayan Jiangshan with his complex intelligence analysis capabilities. She also said that no one but her could Other than the owner of Fang Baixiao Tower, no one is more suitable for Zhijian.
So, without any surprise at all, she just held the sword.
But this time, the eyes of the people in the audience no longer admired, worshiped, or cheered.
They watched with complicated expressions as Lan Xiyu raised the sword of wisdom high, feeling the same slight earthquakes as before, but everyone's eyes were filled with some inexplicable emotion. .
Lan Xiyu refused to let Master Baihe try the sword.
As the owner of Qianfang Baixiao Tower, she rushed onto the stage without any reason or mercy, and strangled Master Baihe's hand.
She seemed very sure that if Bai He tried the sword, it would not be her turn. In other words, she seemed very sure that...if she tried, Shirakawa would have no chance.
And the facts proved that she did lift the Wisdom Sword easily.
Is there something going on here?
Ah no.
It should be said that there must be something going on here! But what is it?
Could it be that... is there any way to securely obtain the Eight Swords of Kings?
A secret operation?
Everyone looked at Lan Xiyu on the stage with complicated expressions, and some secretly observed Fu Qingzhou’s expression, but whether it was Lan Xiyu, whose face was covered with black gauze, it was as if she had a smile welded on her face. There was nothing strange about Fu Qingzhou's face.
In the audience, King Xishuo breathed a sigh of relief.
Although some branches have arisen, at last the Renjian and the Zhijian are still in the hands of our own people.
He has actually guessed what Fu Qingzhou is preparing and planning, but...
It's not important.
In the face of absolute power, nothing matters.
"Hahahaha, great joy, great joy!"
Fu Qingzhou laughed and said on the stage: "Ren Jian has just recognized its owner, but I didn't expect that Lord Lan would obtain the Wisdom Sword! The two divine swords have already recognized their owner, The sword ceremony must not be far away!”
“Congratulations to Mr. Lan and Mr. He Xilan!”
He clapped his hands, and some people in the audience followed suit. .
Compared with Yuan Zizhen's previous treatment, Lan Xiyu is obviously not that popular now, and many people look at her with suspicion.
Including... one of her direct disciples.
"Alas."
Zhao Hao sighed: "I didn't expect that the master would also..."
"I didn't expect that." Zhao Yuan sneered: "If she and If your father has a bad relationship, will your father send you to be her apprentice?"
Zhao Hao curled his lips helplessly.
"Okay, don't sigh, it's your turn."
Zhao Yuan smiled: "Hurry up, now!"
"Now?" Zhao Hao was surprised .
"What?" Zhao Yuan narrowed his eyes: "You don't want to know the truth anymore?"
Zhao Hao gritted his teeth: "Okay!"
On the other side, King Xishuo watched Lan Xiyu fluttering off the stage. He also took a long breath, straightened his clothes, took steps, and prepared to walk towards the stage.
But at this moment, a long roar sounded along with the sound of the wind!
"Fu Qingzhou! Let me try this ceremonial sword!"
King Xishuo's pupils froze and he raised his head suddenly.
I saw a fat figure flying by like a big bird. He tore off the clothes of the Mingjiange secret envoy in mid-air, revealing the gorgeous silk clothes underneath. This figure was Xi The son that King Shuo knew very well... his son.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Hao landed lightly on the high platform.
"Young Master, Zhao Hao."
He knew that his father was in the audience, but he did not turn around to look. Instead, he gave a fist to the crowd of black crows. After calming down, he showed his signature dandy smile that he had not seen for a long time: "The Crown Prince of Xishuo is the one who wants to try the ceremonial sword!"
In the audience, Wang Shen of Xishuo Downcast.
His face has never looked so ugly.
(End of this chapter)