The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

Chapter 1139: Mausoleum 8

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She continued: "The Chengying sword is seventeen inches long and nine minutes long. The hilt is made of white jade from the snow-capped mountains. The sword body is engraved with intricate phoenix patterns... These two swords..."

Although these two swords look simple and outdated, all the features are exactly what Li Yaoyao said.

"It is indeed Chixiao Chengying." Nangong Liuyun's voice was very light, but since he said it, he was very sure.

After receiving Nangong Liuyun's affirmation, Li Yaoyao became more and more complacent. She snorted coldly at Su Luo: "You don't even know such a simple allusion, so you don't feel inferior?" What qualifications do you have to stand by the third senior brother

Nangong Liuyun's eyes were like a cold moon, and he glanced at Li Yaoyao.

Although Li Yaoyao remained silent, she was still very unconvinced.

Nangong Liuyun's expression was indifferent and his tone was cold: "Since everyone came here together, this Chixiao and Chengying naturally have a share."

Being swept by his gaze, Luo Haochen froze in his heart, but hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "His Royal Highness King Jin said yes."

Nangong Liuyun's eyes were cold, and he didn't seem to hear his compliment, and he said lightly, "But there are only two swords, so everyone can use their abilities. Whoever has the ability to draw these two swords, just take them. "

After he finished speaking, he put his hands around his arms, leaned lightly on the column beside him, and swept his eyes across the crowd.

Everyone looked different.

Luo Haochen stared at the dull Scarlet Firmament Sword in surprise.

As soon as the Scarlet Firmament Sword came out, who would compete with him? This sword was more attractive to Luo Haochen than any other spiritual treasure. Moreover, Akasaka Sword's recognition of the master is based on fate, but it may not be based on ability.

"Okay, I agree!" Luo Haochen was the first to agree.

Luo Dieyi has been attracted by Na Chengying Sword's full attention. Seeing her brother agree, she nodded hurriedly.

In this team, no one can deny that all of them add up to less than half of Nangong Liuyun's. If Nangong Liuyun is unreasonable and takes these two swords as his own, they can only stare blankly.

Now that he has given everyone a fair chance, whoever doesn't grasp it is a fool.

Situ Ming and Li Yaoyao followed suit and agreed.

Su Luo automatically took a step back, stood beside Nangong Liuyun, and smiled lightly: "Now whoever is interested, hurry up, there are more and more black air currents."

Except for their three-square-meter area, the entire hall has been shrouded in black airflow, and the entire hall looks as pitch-black as ink, like the night.

"Anyway, our place can't get in the black air, what the hell are you doing?" Li Yaoyao glared at Su Luo.

However, Li Yaoyao was quickly slapped in the face.

"Ah, those black airflows turned out to be..." Luo Dieyi covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes widening.

Those black air currents were like smoke, but now, they have assembled and twisted into strands of ropes... and they are still condensing.

Su Luo's face changed slightly: "This is going to be twisted into a pillar..."

Although they couldn't get in like a rope, but if they formed a pillar, the ban on their current safe place would be broken sooner or later! At that time, everyone will die under this black airflow!

"Draw the sword." Nangong Liuyun's expression was indifferent, and his voice was as calm as a lofty mountain, which quickly calmed down the restless heart.

"Second Senior Brother..." Li Yaoyao pushed Situ Ming. She wanted that clear shadow sword.

Before Situ Ming could react, Luo Haochen took a step forward: "I'll come first!"