Chapter 366: Challenge the King of Tomb and Win the Evil Spirit

[800โ™‚ small รท say โ—Ž net .], wonderful free reading without pop-ups!

Chapter 366: Challenge the King of Tomb and Win the Evil Spirit

Sure enough, this time the punishment was very light, and only Pu Zhen danced the sword.

Pu Zhen has always been good at this, and his attainments in music theory are extraordinary.

Soon, Pu Zhen made a palm and walked another round. The next round of applause is Chen Xiyi, and after Chen Xiyi, it is Wang Yuanyuan. Wang Yuanyuan drew Deng Misan, and Deng Misang drew Yiliang, and Yiliang chose Jiang Xianyou. In these rounds, there are losses and wins, all of which are exciting, and the people around them watch it with relish, and before they know it, only Wei Mingxi is left. Getting rid of the flower order that has appeared, there is no suspense that Wei Mingxi is a peony flower.

Jiang Xianyou is Cai Guolao's nephew and an idle son, but now that anyone has anything to do with the Qi Palace, Fu Rongyue doesn't dare to take it lightly, and sits up straight and watches.

Wei Mingxi raised his hand leisurely: "Please." โ€

Jiang Xianyou reached into the code box and pulled out the note.

Wei Mingxi took it, and it was a very simple word: "Mirror." โ€

"Rotten golden hair, clear things like life. The clouds and the sky are all insightful, and the surface and the inside are empty. Wei Mingxi muttered a few words, then raised his head and signaled that Jiang Xianyou could guess.

Jiang Xianyou is not a mediocre talent, frowning and thinking for a while, he finally has some eyebrows, but in the past, Wei Mingxi was also a poetic and elegant person, and he was very clear about learning him, and there was no reason to give him such an obvious clue. He didn't dare to say that it was the word mirror, for fear that this was the bait thrown by Wei Mingxi, and he tried to think deeper.

Seeing that the hourglass was dripping to the end, the more anxious he was, the more messy his thoughts became.

In the end, Jiang Xianyou had to admit defeat: "Lord Wang, I can't guess." โ€

"It's not that I can't guess, it's that I'm smart but I'm smart. Wei Mingxi smiled faintly, opened the two words in the mirror, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Do you think that I will come up with an extremely difficult guess for you?" Jiang Gongzi is thinking too much, as Princess Qi said, it's just a game, I don't bother to spend that effort. โ€

Jiang Xianyou immediately regretted not being at the beginning, but he had to be impressed by Wei Mingxi's psychological warfare, and said sincerely: "Lord Wang, please punish him." โ€

Wei Mingxi stretched out his hand and drew a lot from the wooden box at random, but saw that it was written: Only the peony is true to the country, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom;

It's a challenge lot!

Wei Mingyuan smiled in his eyes, originally thought that Rong Sheng had destroyed the second wooden box, and there was no way to achieve this paper punishment, but he didn't expect that there was a providence in the dark, and he still let Wei Mingxi win.

Fu Rongyue's heart tightened, and she subconsciously clenched Wei Mingxi's hand.

Jiang Xianyou's face was slightly sent, he stood up and smiled: "In this way, Jiang Mou has the courage to challenge His Highness!"

"The ninth brother took action in person, which is rare. Come on, send the weapon!" Wei Mingyuan didn't wait for Wei Mingxi to speak, so he hurriedly ordered his subordinates: "I remember that the ninth brother used to learn the sword, and there are good weapons in my house, but the ancient sword is evil, and the ninth brother can take advantage of it?" and turned his head to look at Jiang Xianyou: "What kind of weapon are you using, I will let people take it together, and it will save you an extra trip." โ€

"His Royal Highness King Qi, Jiang is used to using guns. Jiang Xianyou said hurriedly.

Pu Zhen couldn't stand it on the side, and said first: "His Royal Highness the King of Ling hasn't chosen anything to compare, you ......"

"Hey, since it's a competition, of course it's martial arts, do you still need to guess?" Cai Zhiqin interrupted Pu Zhen with a shy smile: "Pu Gongzi, His Royal Highness the King of Ling is a person who kills on the battlefield, where do you care about these literary and scientific contests, of course, a real gun and sword competition is a man!"

When she said this, even if Pu Zhen felt that it was inappropriate, it was not easy to say anything more.

Wei Mingxi pinched Fu Rongyue's hand, only to feel the cold sweat on her hand, knowing that she was worried, he patted her lightly and gave Fu Rongyue a reassuring look.

It's not a competition with Rong Sheng, he's really not afraid of anything!

Wei Mingxi got up and walked calmly to the courtyard, everyone leaned close under the corridor, waiting for this contest - compared to the competition between Yao Yuan and Rong Sheng's guards in the main hall a few days ago, this time it was Wei Mingxi himself!

Thinking about Wei Mingxi's posture in a wheelchair at the beginning, and then looking at his upright appearance now, everyone is curious about whether he still has martial arts!

Soon, the guards in the palace of the King of Qi carried a heavy Nanmu box, which contained an ancient sword with an extremely simple pattern. The other guard held a spear in his hand and handed it to Jiang Xianyou's hands.

Wei Mingxi walked up to the wooden box, and did not immediately take out the evil spirit, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the ancient sword, as if he was caressing his beloved child. At this moment, Wei Mingxi's expression was a little strange, only Fu Rongyue saw it, and the moment he saw the evil spirit, a faint light flashed in his eyes. It took him a while to grasp the hilt of the demon's sword and take it out of the wooden box.

"Good sword!" Wei Mingxi did not hide his praise and liking, and sighed bluntly.

Wei Mingyuan saw that he hadn't done it for a long time, and thought that he was taking the opportunity to delay time, so he couldn't help but smile on the side: "Of course the sword is a good sword, since the ninth brother likes it, he doesn't have to watch it all the time." If you win, I'll give this sword to the ninth brother. โ€

"Really?" Wei Mingxi raised his eyebrows.

Wei Mingyuan laughed: "Then there is still a fake?"

Wei Mingxi nodded, the tip of the sword pointed straight at the ground, without any superfluous movements, and looked at Jiang Xianyou: "Please!"

Rong Sheng walked to Fu Rongyue's side at some point, the two stood side by side, Rong Sheng frowned and looked at Wei Mingxi in the field: "The spear and the short sword are against each other, and the advantage is more than one or two points, and the King of Ling is afraid that he will suffer." โ€

"It's nothing but enemies. Fu Rongyue's reaction was flat, "If you can't beat it, just admit defeat." โ€

"I'm afraid King Ling is not so open-minded. Rong Sheng chuckled, the nobility and nobility in that man's bones would never allow him to bow to this kind of person. At this point, he is very similar to Wei Mingxi, it is easy to see through Wei Mingxi's thoughts, so he doesn't want Wei Mingxi to lose.

Fu Rongyue didn't speak, Wei Mingxi moved, and her mind followed.

As Rong Sheng said, Jiang Xianyou used a spear to fight against Wei Mingxi, and the advantage was very obvious, and when the spear danced, Wei Mingxi couldn't get close at all.

But Wei Mingxi has one advantage that Jiang Xianyou can't match, that is, weapons!

The ancient sword is evil, and in ancient times, it was a sharp weapon that galloped across the field, and it was stained with blood, and it was extremely angry. Wei Mingxi injected a little internal force, and the sword seemed to come to life, and with a slight touch with the spear, a piece of sawdust was cut off. As soon as he fought, Jiang Xianyou didn't dare to fight Wei Mingxi hard.

Wei Mingyuan couldn't help but snort when he saw this, he knew that this was the case, he shouldn't have used this sword to provoke Wei Mingxi to make a move!

Wei Mingxi didn't dare to delay for too long, for a long time, he would definitely let Rong Sheng see the clues, he found an empty space, and took advantage of Jiang Xianyou's sideways to avoid his sword, so he turned slightly, did not dodge or avoid the head of the spear that was sent, and directly slashed at the gun in Jiang Xianyou's hand. Jiang Xianyou knew the power of the evil spirit, so he hurriedly turned around, and the head of the spear was still cut off by the evil sword. Wei Mingxi didn't bully him, he instantly handed over the evil to his left hand, his right hand was loosened forward, and he grabbed the empty spear and pulled it to his side, Jiang Xianyou was pulled by this huge force, and when he reacted, the spear in his hand had already fallen on Wei Mingxi's hand, and the wooden stick without the head of the gun was on his neck.

From beginning to end, Wei Mingxi didn't move a single step!

Wei Mingyuan couldn't help but bite his ears with Princess Qi beside him: "You can see it, his movement is still inconvenient, if Jiang Xianyou moves faster, he will lose." โ€

"It's a weakness. Princess Qi said happily: "I finally know his weakness." โ€

"Hmm. This evil is worth it. Wei Mingyuan nodded.

As he spoke, he stepped forward and applauded: "It's really wonderful." Ninth brother, I didn't expect you to have such a high attainment in martial arts, and the third brother is afraid that he won't be able to beat you. โ€

"It's just that I learned the superficial kung fu from my subordinates in the military camp, and I took advantage of it all by relying on the sharpness of the evil in my hands. Thank you third brother for cutting love!" Wei Mingxi liked to stroke the sword body of the evil spirit, and refused to wait for a moment, so he asked the guards to take the wooden box and put it up, handed it to Luluo to hold, and asked Luluo to take it back to the carriage immediately.

The eyes of the two met, and the green pothos blushed with shame, and even Fu Rongyue ignored it, and walked away quickly with the evil in her arms.

Seeing this, Fu Rongyue's face immediately sank and snorted.

Princess Qi had already seen all this, and stepped forward to blow the wind in her ears at the right time: "The relationship between the ninth brother and the ninth brother and sister is really good, you see, he trusts your girl very much." My prince will not be like this, when we were not married, the girl next to me, he has always been difficult to call. Even now, whoever he wants to use me will let me do it myself. โ€

"It's really!" Fu Rongyue gritted her teeth and burst out from between her teeth: "I didn't know it before." โ€

Princess Qi didn't say more, beckoned everyone to sit down, and wanted to open the second round of the flower order.

This time, there was another group of people, Fu Rongyue was obviously in a bad mood, and Princess Qi didn't ask her to go up, and accompanied her to watch others play quietly on the side.

Wei Mingxi won one game, a little absent-minded, and shirked in the second game.

The corridor was lively and lively for more than an hour, until the cold became thicker and thicker, and they couldn't stay any longer, everyone returned to the hall, drank wine for more than an hour, and saw that it was getting later and later, and they all slowly dispersed.

A few people sat back in the carriage of the Lingwang Mansion, and the green pothos couldn't wait to tell what happened in the side hall, and Fu Rongyue also said what she heard, as soon as the two of them combined, Fu Rongyue sneered: "I just turned against Aunt Cheng, and then I came to provoke the two of us, and the next step, I'm afraid I will use you." โ€

"Do you know why King Qi is suddenly so anxious?" Wei Mingxi stroked the evil spirit, and asked casually.

Fu Rongyue also couldn't figure it out, although today's New Year's banquet was stormy, it was not the imaginary storm, King Qi and Princess Qi obviously made a move, how could they let them go so easily?

Wei Mingxi closed the box and said in a firm tone: "The news of the affairs over there in Jiangnan has spread to the capital. โ€