As soon as the golden knife entered the ring, the people in the audience were fried. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Di Rong's people shouted and cheered, praising her as a good prince of the first class. The people of the dynasty laughed at Dijon's incompetence and let a woman fight.

"Oh, isn't the Golden Knife adding to the chaos!" the Queen of the Golden River sighed softly, with a worried expression on her face.

"I want to see what the Golden Sword Prince is capable of?" Dongfang Zheng smiled lightly, thinking that this boring game was finally a bit interesting.

"Where does she have any ability! Queen Jinhe said.

Dongfang Zheng glanced at her, and the two laughed "haha" at the same time.

The golden knife in the ring attracted everyone's attention, and Chu Ziyu naturally stared at her in the ring and asked me, "Who is this woman wearing a red envelope?"

Before I could speak, someone of understanding said, "O Prince of the Golden Sword of Dijon!"

"Oh! she was the Prince of the Golden Sword. Chu Ziyu touched his chin and looked thoughtful.

Chu Ziyu followed his second uncle to run horses outside for many years, and Di Rong also ran long-distance routes. I have long heard of the great achievements of this prince of the golden sword, and things like resisting foreign invasion and quelling civil strife are all passed on by word of mouth among the Dijon people.

The image of the Prince of the Golden Sword in his mind is as fierce as the door god in the painting, and he is no longer a woman at all. Now I saw that the Prince of the Golden Knife was just a red-faced brute girl, and I was very surprised. This aroused his curiosity even more, and he was very suspicious that this Prince of the Golden Sword was as powerful as rumored?

"Fierce, looking like a man's wife, no wonder no one wants it!" someone said.

Some gossipy people continued: "Even the groom of the Northern Palace's mansion is unwilling to ask for her, do you think anyone else is willing to want her?"

Chu Ziyu's eyes were deep, and he muttered unconsciously, "Is she that bad?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone cast disdainful glances at him. As soon as I thought that the bad boy and the brute girl were very suitable, such a combination must have passed the days of chickens and dogs, and the scene of the golden knife chasing him all over the street with a whip flashed in my mind.

"Hey, hey, hey" I chuckled, thinking that if only I could match them.

"What are you laughing at?" Chu Ziyu suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it in front of my eyes.

"Didn't laugh at anything. I slapped his hand open.

"If you laugh so obscenely, you must be either a traitor or a thief. "It was as if he had seen through me.

"You're a traitor!" I glared at him, but his attention had already flown to the ring.

After the golden knife entered the ring, Shen Yuan was surprised at first, and then waved his hand at the golden knife with a sneering face and said, "Isn't there a man in Di Rong? Let a woman fight." Go down quickly! I am far from being compared to a woman. ”。

"Are you not comparing with women, or are you afraid that you will lose face by losing to women?" Jin Dao smiled calmly and confidently, showing some kingly demeanor,

"Hey~, there are no eyes in my fists and feet, I'm afraid that you won't be able to serve the man when you go home, aren't you kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs?" Shen Yuan didn't know the golden knife, let alone know that she was the prince of Dijon, so he spoke so presumptuously.

His words drew laughter from the imperial side, and Dijon gritted their teeth with hatred.

"Ahem~ahem~, how can this Hercules speak so rudely!" Queen Jinhe almost squirted water out of her mouth.

Dongfang Zheng didn't speak, Rong Lu bent down and looked at his face, and said to Queen Jinhe: "He is a country man, he is reckless, and he asks the queen not to mind." ”

Queen Jinhe didn't say anything after hearing this, and her eyes moved to the ring again. If he relied on her, Shen Yuan should be severely punished. But Dongfang Zheng didn't mean this, and she could only endure it.

This Shen Yuan doesn't pay attention to the occasion when he speaks, and he really has no strength to humiliate a woman in front of so many people. I suddenly felt that Shen Yuan's character was really bad, and I began to dislike him in my heart.

Jin Dao sneered, domineering sideways, "Hmph~, I'm afraid that I will hurt you and you won't be able to serve women when you go home!" She gave me the impression of being a savage girl, and it was really unexpected to see her perform so calmly and domineering in the ring at this time.

In the ring, Shen Yuan's proud and arrogant face became gloomy, and the corners of his mouth on one side curved upward, "Among women, you are the most courageous and courageous." ”

"Wrestling is about the hands and feet, not the words. I advise you to save this nonsense and compete with me if you have the guts. The golden knife replied.

"Okay, but I want to remind you, if you break your arm or leg for a while, it's not me Shenyuan who bullied you, it's you who brought it on yourself. Shen Yuan said.

"You should worry about not crying like a!" replied the golden knife with contempt.

Shen Yuan's eyes were full of anger, and he roared, then bent down and put his hands on his thighs, and stomped his feet into the ring. The ring creaked and shook for a moment.

Everyone below seemed to feel the tremors, and they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for the golden knife.

Looking at the golden knife again, she bent down very calmly, she stretched out her hands forward, and said to Shen Yuan, "Come on!"

Then both men rushed to each other, grabbed each other's arms and began to wrestle. Shen Yuan has a lot of strength, and with the strength of rushing over, he immediately forced Jin Dao to take a few steps back, don't look at Jin Dao as just a woman, but she is a person who practices martial arts, and her strength is not small, so she quickly stabilized her footing.

Jin Dao gritted his teeth, and beads of sweat immediately oozed from his forehead. Shen Yuan looked at her struggling appearance, smiled slightly, and only used a little more force to push the golden knife straight towards the edge of the ring.

The foot of the golden knife is already half in the air, and the victory is in sight. The men of the dynasty began to talk and laugh again, and they all felt that Jin Dao was obviously a woman but had to be strong, and in the end it just became a topic of conversation after dinner.

Dongfang Zheng's brows also frowned, is this the ability of this golden knife like this? According to what he has heard, this is not the case, is the rumor exaggerated?

But the Queen of the Golden River was not worried at all, or she had not been worried since the beginning. She knows best about the ability of the golden knife, her younger sister went to the battlefield to fight at the age of fifteen, which can be described as a great achievement, and has the courage of ten thousand people.

A tribe as weak as Dijon still exists, on the one hand, because it is protected by the imperial dynasty, and on the other hand, because of this prince of the golden sword. Don't look at her, she is usually a rude, pungent and unreasonable master, but once she goes to the battlefield, she will be unusually calm and calm.

Just as he was about to make a move, he saw the tip of the golden knife on the edge of the ring, and with the support of Shen Yuan, he turned back onto the stage, but Shen Yuan was thrown off the stage by him. The golden knife smiled back, thinking that he had won. Unexpectedly, Shen Yuan's feet did not touch the ground, but he grabbed the edge of the ring and jumped up again.

"Good!" The audience immediately burst into thunderous cheers, and the people who despised the golden knife just now couldn't help but regret it a little. Dongfang Zheng finally saw his satisfied scene, and he had a smile on his face like Queen Jinhe.

"Do you still have some skills?" said to Shen Yuan with a smile.

"Nonsense, come on!" Shen Yuan bent down with his hands on his thighs, sweating on his body. I regret that I was too underestimating the enemy, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he would have fallen out of the ring.

"Okay!" Jin Dao also posed, and the two of them began a second round of wrestling.

"That's right!" Chu Ziyu stared at the ring, his hand still touching his chin.

"What's right, what's right?" I asked him, and he saw what was going on.

"The Prince of the Golden Knife has an excellent reputation in Dijon, and the people of Dijon worship her almost as a god. It is said that she is invincible and invincible on the battlefield, and now it seems that there is a little bit of meaning. Chu Ziyu replied, revealing a strong interest in the golden knife between his words.

"What do you think of this woman with the golden knife?" I asked him cautiously.