Wang Quan, Mu Wen, Leng Qing, Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying stood in the front hall of the pure wooden structure of the "Qingxin Palace" and talked for a short time, after learning that Yan Qingqiu was pregnant, Cheng Yiying offered to stay and have lunch in the Chibing Kingdom Palace before saying goodbye. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying came to the Chibing Kingdom Palace today, it was completely because they wanted to come, but the person who came was a guest, and it was just a meal, Wang Quan and the others naturally couldn't refuse Cheng Yiying's proposal, so they agreed.

Therefore, when Yan Qingqiu returned to the front hall of this pure wooden structure of the "Qingxin Palace", what he saw was Wang Quan, Muwen, Leng Qing, Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying, five people sitting around the large round table of golden silk nanmu on one side of the hall, regardless of master and servant.

However, when Yan Qingqiu came back, he didn't come back alone, but also brought back a person - the prince of Yan Kingdom, Yan Bo.

Yan Bo's appearance was not very eye-catching originally, but Yan Bo's appearance was quite ...... It's terrifying, at least Cheng Yiying was shocked-

When Yan Bo appeared in front of Wang Quan, Mu Wen, Leng Qing, Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying, he was holding a three-foot green peak with a cold light in one hand and Yan Qingqiu's wrist in the other. Moreover, Yan Bo's eyes were sharp, and anyone who saw it knew that Yan Bo was only afraid of being angry and murderous at the moment.

Cheng Yiying, who was sitting at the big round table of golden silk nanmu, was originally talking to Leng Qing with a smile across the table, but when she was surprised to see Yan Bo described like this, Cheng Yiying was startled, and almost bit her own tongue, and her voice stopped abruptly.

As a result, in the front hall of the "Qingxin Palace", which could have been regarded as laughter and laughter, because Yan Bo appeared with this evil appearance, the atmosphere instantly fell silent.

And on that side, after entering the front hall of this pure wooden structure of the "Qingxin Palace", Yan Bo didn't care at all about the atmosphere in the hall that instantly cooled down because of his appearance, but with those sharp eyes, he looked at Wang Quan, Mu Wen, Leng Qing, Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying one by one.

When he saw Mu Wen and Leng Qing, Yan Bo's gaze basically passed by. But when Yan Bo's gaze fell on the faces of Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying, he paused for two seconds more, but it was the same. And in the end, Yan Bo fell on the main seat sitting at the big round table of golden silk nanmu, and the face of Wang Quan, who was disguised into Yan Ziming.

After staring at Wang Quan's face that had become a disaster for the country and the people because of his disguise for a few seconds, Yan Bo suddenly opened his mouth, but he said to Wang Quan with anger: "Prince Xu, that's how you treat my sister?"

As soon as Yan Bo's words came out, Leng Qing, who had doubts about Yan Bo's identity at first, instantly understood - this man full of evil spirit was Yan Bo, the prince of Yan Kingdom, who had been rejected by them before, that is, the eldest brother who was like a human spirit in Yan Qingqiu's mouth.

And Yan Bo gritted his teeth like this, and his tone full of evil anger made Cheng Yiying tremble uncontrollably.

And on that side, the words fell, and without waiting for Wang Quan, Mu Wen, Leng Qing, Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying to react, Yan Bo let go of his hand holding Yan Qingqiu, and hurried towards Wang Quan with his sword.

Seeing that Yan Bo rushed in the direction of Wang Quan with his sword, Yan Qingqiu behind Yan Bo immediately reached out and wanted to hold Yan Bo, but after Yan Qingqiu's hand stretched out, he only had time to touch one of Yan Bo's sleeves......

On this side, Wang Quan, Mu Wen, Leng Qing, Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying saw Yan Bo rushing towards them with a sword, although Liang Shengde understood that Yan Bo's target was not the two of them, but he still subconsciously reacted quickly to protect Cheng Yiying and retreated, lest Yan Bo hurt Cheng Yiying.

And almost at the moment when Liang Shengde protected Cheng Yiying and retreated, Wang Quan, who was sitting at the big round table of golden silk nanmu, also moved, looking like he wanted to get up to meet the enemy.

Although Yan Bo's anger came inexplicably, Wang Quan was not a capable person who could sit and let others slaughter!

However, just before Wang Quan wanted to get up, Leng Qing, who was sitting beside Wang Quan, saw that the soft sword hidden in Wang Quan's waist had been pulled out, and the smooth sword body refracted the light in the hall, almost shaking Leng Qing's eyes.

Seeing this, Leng Qing immediately reached out without hesitation and pressed Wang Quan's hand, which was still slowly drawing his sword.

The back of the warm hand was suddenly pressed by a slightly cool palm, and Wang Quan immediately looked at Leng Qing with puzzled eyes.

On this side, when Wang Quan looked at her with puzzled eyes, Leng Qing did not take the lead in responding to Wang Quan's question, but first turned his head to look at Liang Shengde and Cheng Yiying, who had been far away from the large round table of the golden silk nan wood bed, and then Leng Qing looked at Wang Quan, shook her head at Wang Quan silently, and said a word to Wang Quan with her lips. Leng Qing said: "You are Yan Ziming now. ”

With just these silent words, Wang Quan understood Leng Qing's meaning: That's right, he is not Wang Quan now, but the Prince of Chibing Guoxu, who is stupid and deceitful in the eyes of outsiders, who has nothing to do, and who is not familiar with civil and military affairs!

Leng Qing's words were telling him that if he rashly drew his sword against Yan Bo now, it would be equivalent to silently telling Liang Shengde, Cheng Yiying and Yan Bo, the prince of Chibing Guoxu - Huiwu!

So he couldn't move, even if Yan Bo's sword really slashed in front of him, he Wang Quan couldn't pull out his sword!!

So, Wang Quan silently hid the soft sword he had already drawn back into his belt.

And at the next moment when Leng Qing stopped Wang Quan, Mu Wen, who was sitting next to Leng Qing and understood what Leng Qing wanted to do because he witnessed Leng Qing's movements, immediately got up without hesitation and left the big round table of golden silk nanmu.

In just one turn, Mu Wen backhanded out the three-foot Qingfeng that he had placed on the table of the Golden Silk Nanmu Big Round Table, and then he moved neatly to meet Yan Bo, who had rushed to the Golden Silk Nanmu Big Round Table two steps away.

The two three-foot green peaks that flashed with cold light met in the air, and the sharp blades struck out a few sparks, and the loud sound of gold and stone clashing sounded.

The front hall of the empty "Qingxin Palace" has been reduced to a battlefield for Yan Bo and Muwen, and the sound of gold and stone exchanges one after another is endless.

All of this seems so much in words, but it only happens in a few breaths.

Obviously, although Yan Bo's moves are very tough, they are far inferior to Mu Wen, but after a few moves with Mu Wen, Yan Bo has already failed.

It is estimated that he is determined to clean up "Yan Ziming", so Yan Bo suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Bloody Guard!!

As Yan Bo's voice fell, six tall figures wearing dark red night clothes suddenly appeared out of thin air in the front hall of the empty "Qingxin Palace".

Without Yan Bo's command at all, the six tall figures wearing dark red night suits that appeared out of thin air took the initiative to join the battle, and their moves were sharp, and they joined forces to attack Muwen directly.

Although the opponent from the beginning of Yan Bo, there were six more people in an instant, and the opponent's move directly hit his vital point, but Mu Wen still made one move and one style not to be in a hurry, and in the eyes of the few onlookers, Mu Wen was completely at ease.

However, Yan Bo, who summoned those six people, was withdrawing from the battle circle little by little.

On this side, Leng Qing, who was still sitting at the big round table of golden silk nanmu, saw that the situation on Mu Wen's side was not good, and saw that Yan Bo was consciously and purposefully withdrawing from the battle circle, Leng Qing immediately whispered to Wang Quan, who was sitting beside her, "Give me your soft sword." ”

Wang Quan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked Leng Qing in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"Yan Bo wants to withdraw to attack you, if you don't want to expose it, give me your sword quickly!!" Leng Qing's tone was a little eager when she said this, but she still remembered to keep her voice as low as possible, to the point that only she and Wang Quan could hear it.

When Wang Quan heard Leng Qing's words, he immediately glanced at Yan Bo's direction, and sure enough, he saw that Yan Bo had retreated to the periphery of the battle circle, and Wang Quan immediately pulled out the software on his waist without hesitation.

When handing the soft sword in his hand to Leng Qing under the cover of the hanging tablecloth on the large round table of golden silk nanmu, Wang Quan asked Leng Qing with some anxiety: "The soft sword is not as good as an ordinary weapon, can you control it?"

Wang Quan is not worried about whether Leng Qing can compete with Yan Bo with Leng Qing's skills, after all, Leng Qing is a woman, and Yan Bo will never really be ruthless to a woman, so Wang Quan is only worried about whether Leng Qing can control such an extraordinary weapon as software?

Hearing Wang Quan's implicit worried question, under the cover of the hanging tablecloth spread on the large round table of golden silk nanmu, Leng Qing shook the soft sword in her hand, only to feel that the sword was as its name suggested-soft lying on its stomach!

Looking at Wang Quan, Leng Qing suddenly pursed her lips and smiled at Wang Quan. Just when Wang Quan thought that Leng Qing was going to tell him that there was no problem, he heard Leng Qing say to him: "It's too soft, it is estimated that it is not well controlled." "This is definitely Leng Qing's true words!

As soon as Leng Qing said this, Wang Quan almost fell off the stool.

However, in Wang Quan's eyes full of regret and worry, Leng Qing stood up suddenly, raised the soft software in her hand, and shouted to Mu Wen who was in the center of the battle circle: "Mu Wen!

When the words fell, Leng Qing directly threw the software in her hand at Mu Wen, who was in the center of the battle circle.

On that side, when the software that Leng Qing threw out shot straight at the back of Mu Wen's heart, Mu Wen had eyes on the back of his head, and he did a volley, kicking his toes while his body was in the air, directly turning the software kick that Leng Qing threw at him in one direction.

Then, Mu Wen, whose body was vacant, threw the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand to Leng Qing, who was standing at the big round table of golden silk nanmu, and held the hilt of the software with his hand. In the next moment, the vacated Muwen landed and returned to the battle circle.

From Leng Qing throwing out the software in her hand to Mu Wen throwing the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand to catch the software Leng Qing threw at him and returning to the battle circle, it was only a few seconds in between.

On this side, the three-foot Qingfeng that Mu Wen threw at Leng Qing did not fly towards Leng Qing's people, but "ding", and the sword body was obliquely inserted into the table top of the large round table of golden silk nanmu beside Leng Qing, and it was three points into the wood.

Xu is Muwen threw the sword with a heavier force, and the tip of the three-foot Qingfeng sword was inserted into the desktop of the large round table with golden silk nanmu beside Leng Qing, and the cold and shining sword body roared for a while, and the simple and unadorned hilt vibrated at a speed visible to the naked eye for a while.

Leng Qing didn't wait for Mu Wen's three-foot Qingfeng to finish shaking, so she reached out and pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng inserted on the table of the golden silk nanmu big round table beside her.

Almost at the next moment when Leng Qing pulled out Mu Wen's three-foot green peak, a cold light suddenly flashed in the corner of Leng Qing's eyes, completely subconsciously, Leng Qing turned the three-foot green peak she was holding in her hand and met the cold light horizontally.

In an instant, Leng Qing only felt that the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand was heavy, and the tip of the sword sank down suddenly, and almost at the same time, the sound of a golden stone clashing came into Leng Qing's ears.

Leng Qing looked sideways, but saw that the tip of the three-foot Qingfeng sword in her hand rested on the blade of another three-foot Qingfeng, and the blade pressed the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand down by more than two inches, and a little further, the tips of the two three-foot Qingfeng swords were about to touch the table top of the golden silk nanmu large round table.

Moreover, the tip of the three-foot Qingfeng sword that was pressed on the three-foot Qingfeng in Leng Qing's hand pointed straight in the direction of Wang Quan, who was sitting on the main seat behind the large round table of golden silk nanmu, as long as the three-foot Qingfeng was about twenty centimeters forward, it could stab Wang Quan's head!!

Looking up at the blade of the three-foot Qingfeng sword that was pressed on the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand, sure enough, the person holding the sword that Leng Qing saw was Yan Bo!

Facing Yan Bo's four eyes that were frowning and looking at her, Leng Qing pursed her lips and smiled politely, not feeling that there was anything wrong with her blocking Yan Bo's sword with her sword.

Pink lips opened and closed, but Leng Qing said to Yan Bo with such a smile on her face: "Prince Bo, as we all know, our Prince Xu doesn't know martial arts and can't hold a sword. Besides, our Prince Xu is not only the prince of a country, but also your new brother-in-law, Prince Bo, it seems against common sense that you wave your sword at our Prince Xu without saying a word!"

Listening to Leng Qing's words, Yan Bo replied with Leng Qing, just a cold snort. Then, Yan Bo opened the three-foot Qingfeng in Leng Qing's hand with a cold face, and stabbed Wang Quan again, who was sitting on the main seat behind the golden silk nanmu round table, completely unwilling to talk to Leng Qing.

However, how could Leng Qing let Yan Bo stab Wang Quan?

There was a sound of gold and stone clashing, but it was Leng Qing who once again used the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand to block Yan Bo's three-foot Qingfeng stabbing at Wang Quan.

"Prince Bo, please don't attack a person who has no power to restrain the chicken?" Looking at Yan Bo, who was fierce because she had blocked the blade again, Leng Qing smiled and said to Yan Bo.

When the words fell, Leng Qing's subordinates lifted up forcefully, and picked the three-foot Qingfeng in Yan Bo's hand with the blade, and then Leng Qing swung a sword at Yan Bo next, forcing Yan Bo to retreat. (To be continued.) )