Like everyone in the audience, Wei Shaoqi also doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

I took the money I always came over and discussed with the chief daughter of the Mission Palace to redeem the Virgin.

Are you sure you are talking about the virginity of the hidden daughter of the first heir of Yuan Jun?

Instead of some Yunmengze local specialty with the same name?

Not to mention whether this sale price is a fantasy. Later, the young man in Confucian shirt found that the price was raised with conscience. The bargaining chips given include their... life.

Perhaps it was too outrageous, Wei Shaoqi was not angry at all, or there was no need to be angry, so he just omitted this step.

The middle-aged scholar looked gentle and looked at the bronze mask on the face of the young man in Confucian clothes, and took a step forward before the terrifying smile-smile candle in the snow.

He insulted in curiosity:

"Your Excellency knows what we are doing today?"

Ouyang Rong said calmly:

"Know."

Wei Shaoqi asked seriously:

"Come here, do you want to help them?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

“Unfamiliar.”

On the high platform, everyone's faces changed when they heard this.

The girl in purple palace dress standing in the center, after hearing the word "unfamiliarity", her petite body trembled and her eyes stared straight at the young man in Confucian shirt.

Wei Shaoqi suddenly said: "Your voice is very similar to an old friend I know. He also works in Xunyang City. He once warmly and sincerely received me and Yan Gong. He has not made wine, and he is very good at talking about himself.

Thousands of cups are not poured..."

I saw the young man in Confucian clothes picking off the wine gourd from his waist, tilted his head and drank it, burped slightly, and said:

"You are not familiar with it either."

Wei Shaoqi looked at the young man in Confucian clothes with meaningful eyes, who was neither humble nor arrogant on the ground, and said softly:

"Then you should know our identity."

"Um."

Wei Shaoqi pointed to the circle around him, a little confused:

"But who is the little lady Zhishuang you mentioned? Is there such a person here? You are sure that you didn't recognize the wrong person?"

"I can't be wrong."

Ouyang Rong's wine gourd was hung again, and he raised his head and said loudly:

"She is the first one who has such a big contrast between the name and the real person. What is she really lacking? Besides, she is not convinced by so many fights. Where can she find such a stupid defeated man besides her?"

He chuckled, raised his chin, and signaled behind Wei Shaoqi:

"You said yes, little lady Zhishuang."

One by one, the eyes silently gathered on a certain blond tall beard. Zhishuang... little lady?

Wei Shaoqi did not look back, and reached out his hand a little, blocking the snow candle that was drawing the sword behind him, and said humbly and warmly:

"Your Majesty's daughter hasn't come today. Do you have anything else to do? I and the eldest daughter have to deal with some small things right now. There is no need to show off this kind of verbal advantage. If you have any grudges and misunderstandings, you can talk about it later."

Ouyang Rong's eyes exposed from his bronze mask narrowed slightly:

"She didn't come, where did she go?"

"I don't know." After a pause, Wei Shaoqi added: "Maybe he went back to Jianze and walked with the second daughter."

Ouyang Rong was quiet for a while and nodded slightly to Wei Shaoqi:

"Okay, I can spare your life."

He raised his hand and pointed at the money he always had in the mud at his feet, saying quite sincerely:

"Where is Yunmeng Jianze? You two have received the money and take me there and immediately."

The atmosphere in the whole audience was silent.

Wei Shaoqi heard it clearly this time. Like many people, his first reaction was to be stunned and immediately, he looked around the field.

Wei Shaoqi's eyes swept one by one over the blonde big woman who was about to erupt like a volcano, the mythical white dragon curled around in the sky, and the Zhulin Wu where the sound of the piano disappeared.

His eyes swept over the grandma Song who was seriously injured by Xue Zhongzhu but was also the best-ranked one, as well as other court generals on the platform who were strongly suppressed by Xue Zhongzhu and him.

Finally, Wei Shaoqi did not forget to look behind the young man in Confucian clothes and found that there was no sign of foreign aid except for ordinary people such as Yan Liulang.

It is true that only the young man in Confucian clothes came here alone.

There is only one person who comes to command and order him to the snow candle?

Wei Shaoqi couldn't help asking:

"May I ask, what grade of sword-holding man is it?"

Ouyang Rong did not answer, but the action he made answered this question.

In the snow in the sky, Wei Shaoqi was pushed away with a cold face, and when he walked forward with a cold face, he placed the piano box vertically on the ground, pressed the piano box with his palm, and a light red flashed on the back of his hand, and the spiritual energy was injected into the long piano box.

.

The piano case trembled.

"Oh, the seventh grade of light red..." Wei Shaoqi shook his head and advised helplessly: "Great Girl, don't be impatient. Our primary goal today is the Great Buddha, don't be angry..."

"roll."

The snow-in-law passed by Wei Shaoqi and walked in the air. His cold voice spread throughout the audience:

"Rampant and unrestrained, I have given you a chance to set up a sword. I will give you time to set up a sword. I will be rude and not to set up a sword. I will stop setting up a sword. I don't need purple energy to kill you. You can use your tricks at will.

, After going down, don’t tell the King of Hell that I bully the small ones by the big ones.”

The coldness left a sentence, Jin Da Gao Da Hu Ji carried a long sword on her back, and she jumped down from the head of the dragon.

She did not bring Bai Jiao and her helpers, and fell from the sky alone, with her blonde hair flying up and flying like a golden flame.

In the air, a snow-white long sword was unsheathed. From a distance, the long sword was extremely thin, but the snow-white sword energy was like a torrent, and it could not stop pouring out, like a very small gap, pouring out a surging.

The water of the Yangtze River... is like the water of the river coming from the sky.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was shocked. Not only because Xue Zhongzhu didn't use purple qi cultivation, but the snow-white sword energy alone was so vast and powerful, and the sword talent was almost the best in the world, but also because she had dealt with it before.

The Buddha obviously left a lot of spare energy when he was with the people of the court. When he fought with Madam Song, he did not use all his sword energy at all, but the latter still lost in a very embarrassing way.

On the high platform, Madam Song's expression was both shocked and terrified. The fact that Xue Zhongzhu was fishing before was undoubtedly sure... The old woman with white eyes turned gloomy and gloomy face.

Yi Qianqiu discovered that the Zhenxian Princess next to him subconsciously took two steps forward, as if she was about to rush out of the golden light protection, so she quickly grabbed the cuffs of the girl in the palace dress... Yi Qianqiu's eyes couldn't help but throw them into the snow-white touch in the air.

The torrent of sword energy gathering.

Yi Qianqiu once heard of this kind of move from a very old senior. It seems to be a very traditional competition between sword cultivators, called Sword Questioning, which only competes with sword energy and sword intent, and has nothing to do with spiritual energy cultivation.

.

This is also fair, because it eliminates the imbalance of spiritual energy cultivation.

I heard that Yunmeng Jianze has been having a sword question conference every few years. Every time the sword cultivators gathered in the world compete in this way, deciding the leader in swordsmanship and sword skills.

The leader of the swordsmanship at the recent Taogu Sword Questioning Conference was the Snow Candle. The swordsmanship is almost the best in the world and is recognized by the Jianghu on the Mountain...

In full view of everyone, the snow candle and sword were covered with snow-white sword energy, like a long rainbow falling.

The fall location was exactly where Ouyang Rong and Yi Guanqian were.

Just when everyone thought that the young man in Confucian clothes was going to avoid the edge, he lowered his head and took a sip, and said in a drunken voice:

"Do you know why you should hide the [Wan Soldier] in Taoyuan? This tripod sword hides the sword box?"

He patted the box with his palm and asked and answered:

"Not that, my sword is too sharp."

As soon as he finished speaking, an arc rose from the sword box, circled around the sword master, shook his tail, soared into the sky and went straight into the sky.

This [arc] is plain and light, and there is no power. It is more like a blue crescent moon that soars into the sky, but it is surrounded by a clear blue flame.

This "flame" sways violently in the wind, like a candlelight rising from the dark room.

The young man in Confucian clothes drank and muttered, as if he was saying to everyone in the audience, as if he was saying to himself:

"I'm sure, Dinghuo is used like this."

The next moment, in the air, the huge snow-white rainbow and the tiny blue flame arc touched each other.

The snow-white sword energy that is almost the best in the world is cut open like a piece of cake.

The cauldron fire burns almost everything, including sword energy.

The Arc of Blue Flame is like an accurate scalpel, smoothly and smoothly cutting the bursting sword energy of the candle in the snow, and directly drawing the latter's face, but between the two, there is also a sword Zhishuang.
To be continued...