The two walked to the center of the pavilion, and the sound of the sword sound was not only sobbing, but also noisy. Entering the room, not only is it sharp and high-pitched, but it even makes a very concentrated high-frequency sound like a bird's call, which is extremely noisy. Snakes, insects, rats and ants were scurrying around on the ground, and Jin Wangsun realized that these snakes and rats refused to hibernate because of the influence of the sword sound. Forced to keep them excited every day, in a way, they actually formed a natural protective wall.
The sound of the sword affected their minds. If it wasn't for the fact that both of them were people with deep internal skills, the sound of the sound alone would be enough to make them surrender here.
The room was dark, and although there was lighting, it was not very useful. The ground was full of snakes, worms, rats and ants, which made Jin Wangsun feel disgusted and even more angry.
"Pretend! No matter how powerful you are, you are still human. How can you become a monster for no reason! Guys from Daluoshan are used to pretending to be ghosts!"
Jin Wangsun glanced at Ah Hu, Ah Hu understood, pulled out the tiger owl behind his back with his backhand, and slashed straight ahead without saying a word.
Jin Wangsun also turned around with a knife, and with a roar of a dragon and a tiger, the Golden Crow Devouring the Moon and the Tiger Crow exploded a little spark in the air, making a loud and clear sound! With the two at the center, a layer of sound waves spread out, offsetting the overwhelming jingling in the Zhaixing Pavilion. This little bit of fire and murderous aura scared away the snakes, worms, ants and ants that rushed towards them like a wave.
For a while, Jianming actually stopped, and the whole room returned to silence.
"Hmph, Daluoshan, that's all."
The sound of the sword just now seemed to be a layer of fog covering his eyes, and the chirping dissipated, and Jin Wangsun only saw what he was looking for, but it was actually always in front of him. Zhaixing Pavilion was originally not big, but it was only high. The Divine Relic Engraving came out soon after the entry, and you could see it when you raised your eyes.
It was a huge white wall, embedded in the wall. There was a hole in the roof, and the moonlight shone in at this time, and the room was filled with brilliance.
There are words carved on the white wall. The characters are written smoothly, without paying attention to the rules and regulations. It seems that each character is pursuing different changes, but it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior. It can be seen that the knowledge of the writer is not only profound but also profound, so it is possible to write so many different fonts with the same stable technique. What's even more terrifying is that he actually used a sword to write on the wall, which added another layer of difficulty.
Jin Wangsun secretly admired it when he saw it: "Ahu, don't look at it, so as not to be discovered by the emperor and disqualify me."
"Yes."
Jin Wangsun stared at the words on the white wall. Try to read what is written above.
"Do you know, Long Yin Cheng Old God Cloud Pendant..."
At the end of the reading, I still couldn't understand the meaning, and I was staring at the Divine Relic Engraved in a trance.
- There seems to be a set of swordsmanship hidden in the glyph.
King Jin and Sun's family origin, and his vision is naturally superb, and soon he has seen the extraordinaryness of the engraving.
This swordsmanship is unusual and has never been seen before. Looking at it, Jin Wangsun suddenly felt his blood boil, and only felt a burst of sword intent coming, wanting to swing a sword and dance a sword dance. All kinds of sword tricks came one after another, filling his thoughts.
Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of him, and a sword energy rushed out from the side.
Jin Wangsun was taken aback, he swiped the golden crow devouring the moon behind him, and returned the knife. However, the opponent's sword energy was astonishing, and he was able to draw even with his sword.
"who!"
Before the words were finished, the same sword energy came from the front. Jin Wangsun returned the sword to protect himself, turning the Golden Crow to devour the moon, deflecting the sword energy one by one.
Jin Wangsun saw a total of three swords, but no one was holding them, but they stabbed them from left, center and right. Jin Wangsun resisted with all his strength, but he didn't realize that the sword energy was increasing. And the stamina is extremely tough, and I don't feel any reduction at all.
No matter how deep the inner strength of Jin Wangsun is, he cannot use the Golden Crow to devour the moon in endless defense. Besides, he doesn't even know who the other party is
"Who is it! Who are you!"
The Golden Crow devoured the moon and changed nine sets of sword techniques in a row, but the surging sword energy still had no intention of stopping, and surrounded him like a surging wave.
- Could it be that this is the dangerous place where the white wall remains carved! Are those masters defeated like this
The sword energy was like a tide, and almost thirty swords were fired at the same time.
Since entering the house, this is the most dangerous one. Jin Wangsun suddenly put on the power of eight successes, and a golden light cuts through the darkness.
The sword qi smashed into pieces!
Just after I felt more at ease, I stopped to take a breath, and suddenly the sword qi was regenerated.
- How is this possible! Why! No matter how deep the inner strength is, after 20 years, the strength cannot be preserved! What are these sword qi!
Jin Wangsun had no choice but to continue dancing the sword while shouting, "Ahu, come and save me!"
Ah Hu stood behind him, but didn't know how to help him. After all, Jin Wangsun just screamed suddenly, and then he was holding the knife and waving it like crazy.
Jin Wangsun waved the Golden Crow and devoured the moon by himself for a while, then suddenly shouted 'ah' again, and fell straight up to the sky.
As described by the emperor, he was also foaming at the mouth and fainted.
Chapter 68 The World's Caihuan 'He'
"Sister, let's talk to your elder sister. Are you interested in one of the quasi-concubines?"
After the banquet in Wuying Hall had ended, Jing An did not go to her palace, but took her sister to the side to chat.
Her Royal Highness Hong Zhuang has only loved to practice martial arts and swords since she was a child, and she never discussed the thoughts of these daughters with her sister. Hearing her sister mention it at first glance, her pretty face full of heroic spirit couldn't help but raise two shades of red.
"Sister, don't laugh at me, my little sister is used to being rude. I've always been ignorant of love affairs. It's up to the royal father to handle these matters."
Girls never lie. Looking at her blushing face, hesitating and hesitating, his eyes looked at the appearance of whistling in the sky. If Jing An didn't know she was lying, she wouldn't be called Jing An. Jing An already had further affirmation in his heart. Li Hongzhuang may already have a crush on one of the two, but of course that person won't be King Jin.
Jing An supported Yi with one hand, and said infinitely tenderly, "Hmm... If the girl hadn't fallen in love with one of them, I'm afraid she wouldn't lie in front of the royal sister."
"Imperial Sister!" Her Royal Highness Hong Zhuang blushed and said, "I-I'm not lying!"
Jing An looked at Huang Mei's appearance with a charming smile, thinking in her heart: It's really cute. If I were a man, I would also like girls like girls. No wonder the concubine would want to marry her. He took a lot of trouble to join Six Gates, could it be that he was marrying the imperial sister? Ming Feizhen... Really until the end, I can't see through you.
This beautiful and indescribable piece of Jing An also touched the heart of Her Royal Highness Hong Zhuang.
She has always been informal, and she wears clothes as she pleases, choosing clothes and trousers that are convenient for activities. In her own opinion, who would like herself if she looked like a girl.
Ming Feizhen... If he is the Sanshen Venerable that I am thinking of... God! I lived with him for so long! He saw everything! I ate and slept, spoke viciously, and looked careless, all for him to see. This is how to do ah
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Her Royal Highness Hong Zhuang looked at her sister's delicate appearance and said to herself: This is the woman. My sister is just as good-looking and feminine at all times. No wonder a hero like her brother-in-law also fell in love with her.
The two sisters were half-brothers and grew up in diametrically opposite ways. The elder sister has a noble status but is helpless, and the younger sister's back family is not a royal family, but it is powerful. As a result, two completely different personalities were developed.
After a long time, Her Royal Highness Hong Zhuang said: "Sister Huang, are you... going back to Hangzhou tomorrow? You can stay with me in the capital for a few more days."
Jing An smiled and said, "I just came back to see you. Even your concubine has been chosen, can you still not go back? I am a woman, how come I have been showing my face for a long time."
"What I'm saying is that the little sister was not thoughtful."
There is regret in the tone.
Jing An smiled lightly: "Don't worry, you will choose a date to get married after your concubine is decided. It takes a lot of time to prepare. How can I be hasty when my precious sister is getting married? On your wedding day, The queen will definitely see you again."
"Okay! I just don't know... How are these two quasi-concubines selected now?"
Jing An's eyes swept over her red makeup and snow face, and the worried look on her face was obviously worried about Mingfei's real situation.
"Yeah, I don't know what happened to him."