"Oh? It turns out that Master Kongjing is so loyal to the Lord! Since Lord City Lord can't bear our royal city sacred music, then I have to stop the music." Qing Zhan looked back at Jie Lan, his eyes full of worry, he whispered: "You Can you stop it?"
Jie Lan didn't even know what was going on with this Jianming? How did it endanger the life of the city lord, let alone how to stop the sword sound. Seeing dozens of pairs of eyes staring at herself, she was a little helpless.
Qing Zhan smiled lightly and approached Jie Lan a step, and the willful evil spirit rushed over again, "Are you waiting for me to do it for you? That's the case, then I'm not polite." Lan Huan hugged him, Jie Lan took a step back in fright, and took the sword off her back. She firmly held the scabbard with her left hand and the hilt with her right hand, but she couldn't stop the sword's agitation anyway.
The officials began to wonder, Kong Jing looked solemn, and looked at Qing Zhan coldly, but Qing Zhan smiled and said, "It seems that I am too indulgent in his daily life that makes him so reluctant to behave. If this is the case, I have to discipline him. Qing Zhan suddenly turned around, opened her right hand, and waved towards Jielan's wrist. Before Jielan could reflect, she felt that her wrist was painful. She looked down and saw that a very deep line was drawn between her wrists. From the deep wound, blue blood flowed down, to the palm, and to the scabbard. When the angry Jie Lan wanted to resist Qingzhan, she was surprised to find that the Yanlin Sword in her hand gradually calmed down, and even the roar of the alien beast subsided.
Jie Lan suddenly remembered that Qi Xue had said that her own blood could not only summon the soul, but also seal the spirit of all things, so he was saving me just now? Or is it just a coincidence? She looked up at him suspiciously, even though she was so close, it was like a looming phantom in the mist thousands of miles away, you can't catch it, but it entangles your mind.
But if he is really helping himself, how does he know that his blood has the power of a seal? Could it be that those familiar feelings are true, maybe at some time in the past, somewhere between myself and him...
how is this possible? Jie Lan laughed at herself for such a bad idea. If she had ever seen someone as bad as him, let alone remember it, I was afraid that she would have used him early
The officials saw that Qing Zhan actually took action against his own guard for this matter, and they were both shocked and even more confused about his temperament, so they all bowed their heads in fear and did not dare to speak.
Master Yunyao was extremely calm from beginning to end. After the city lord struggled, Yishan's hair was a bit messy, and the two maids who were standing next to him quickly lowered the front curtain. Through the bead curtain, they could be vaguely seen. Panicked and fearful, he tidied the city robe for him. When the tidying was almost the same, he pushed the two maids away. Both of the maids stumbled, but they did not dare to say a word, but there was nothing. He stood up and opened the bead curtain.
The face of the city lord at this time was like a dark sky, and the feeling of suffocation and oppression made the sitting officials uneasy.
"Which subordinate dared to do such a rebellious offense in the Bliss Pavilion, did he want his own life?"