Formation? The eyes couldn't help but brighten, and Ling Ruoxi observed the surroundings with interest, "This is the formation?" I've studied the formation so many times, and it's the first time I've been in the formation, let me see ......"

"Don't move!" Reaching out to grab Ling Ruoxi's wrist, Luo Mingyu smiled lightly: "This place is composed of triple illusions, if you take a wrong step, you will enter the next scene." This was arranged by Duanyun Country in order to test our strength. ”

"Test our strength with a formation?" Ling Ruoxi couldn't help but be stunned, and glanced around, "I don't have any fighting spirit, if this formation is aimed at me, I will be finished." ”

"You don't need to be vindictive, the formation is very simple, you only need to find out the formation eye here, and you can break through the formation." With a shallow smile, Luo Mingyu would not do such a superfluous thing, he knew that the cunning old fox was secretly watching from the side.

Pinching his fists, Ling Ruoxi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Since you don't need to be vindictive, then it's easier to say, I'll take a look." ”

Scanning the hall in front of him, Ling Ruoxi stared at the dragon chair above, and slowly sank down, surrounded by carved railings and jade, priceless things, but only the dragon chair above was carved from wood.

The others seemed to have noticed this, and their eyes couldn't help but light up, and they all ran towards the dragon chair in front of them.

It's just that Ling Ruoxi didn't panic, but stood in the center, and the corners of his mouth hooked upward.

The person who snatched the dragon chair behind him had just touched the dragon chair, and at that moment, he was completely sent out of the main hall, and he was no longer qualified to enter.

"The so-called array within the array, you don't need to be vindictive to destroy the pattern, and it's the only place here." The corners of his mouth rose upward, and Ling Ruoxi stepped on the piece of jade casually.

In the blink of an eye, the white mist dispersed, and the surrounding hall was already full of banquets, and even a man in a yellow robe sat on the dragon chair.

"Haha, well broken!" The applause continued, and the sitting minister looked at Ling Ruoxi, but he didn't expect that the one who broke this formation was actually a female streamer. Moreover, she is still a woman without any vindictiveness.

Looking at the people on the dragon chair, Ling Ruoxi couldn't help but be stunned, when she was in Beining Kingdom, she had already seen Nangong Qin, and she found that Nangong Mo and Nangong Qin only had a little imagination, and now, Murong Hua, who was sitting on it, was completely a figure carved out of a mold compared to Nangong Mo.

If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of her had a temperament that Nangong Mo didn't have, she would still admit the person in front of her wrong. His grandson looks too much like him.

"Little girl, don't be rude, this is the king of Duanyun Kingdom, and you don't kneel yet." The man sitting next to him chuckled.

Ling Ruoxi couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man opposite, her heart was almost shattered at that moment, "Ye Ningfeng, when did you grow a beard?" ”

"If you pity the girl, that's my father." And the person sitting in the back smiled awkwardly.

Racial superiority, you can't change this appearance. Ling Ruoxi couldn't help but secretly marvel, having a fighting spirit is powerful, and she couldn't recognize who was who at all, for example, there was an old thing standing next to her who was thousands of years old.

As if reading what Ling Ruoxi was thinking, the wicked man reached out and pinched Ling Ruoxi's wrist, then raised his head and looked at the person sitting above.

The cold breath exploded at that moment, like the cold wind of winter, and like a sharp blade, shooting into everyone's hearts.

What a cold breath!

Murong Hua, who was sitting on the dragon chair, only raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and laughed softly: "It turned out to be His Majesty the Evil King, presumably the person around me is my imperial granddaughter-in-law, Ling Ruo, right?" ”

Belch......

That sound of the emperor's granddaughter-in-law made everyone present hold their breath and look towards Ling Ruoxi. As early as more than twenty years ago, the deceased eldest princess had made a marriage contract for her child, but ...... That ignorant thing, they also knew when Ling Ruoxi went to Liuli Island, and the ignorant Nangong Qin actually revoked the marriage contract!

How difficult was it to get married, and it was simply dissolved like this?

"Oh?" The sword raised his eyebrows, and Luo Mingyu laughed coldly: "If it's a pity that he is now my person, he has nothing to do with your imperial grandson." If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't be here. ”

"Evil King......" The deep voice echoed, as if falling from the sky, and the lilac figure stepped into the palace.

The handsome man stepped on the gentle sunlight to enter, and his eyebrows were almost the same as Nangong Mo, but they were a little deeper, like star-like eyes, which had precipitated the wisdom of thousands of years, and he would not easily expose his emotions at all.

Ling Ruoxi wanted to say something, but was directly pushed by Luo Mingyu to Tsing Yi's side, and the arrogant man stood coldly, looking at the person who entered the palace, "Long time no see, King Yun!" ”

"Humph......"

The sparks that looked at each other flew in the air, and the two people standing were not up or down, they were both looking at each other so coldly.

The atmosphere in the hall became awkward at that moment.

Even Murong Hua only smiled faintly, looking at the two people standing in the main hall. The boundless flames were inspired, as if to burn the temple to the ground.

"Stinky boy!" The two stretched out their hands violently and slapped each other at the same time, Murong Ming couldn't help laughing and said, "I haven't seen you for so long, I still like to pretend to be cool." ”

"What about you, old stubborn, still playing those childish games for so long." Luo Mingyu smiled lightly.

Even Ling Ruoxi didn't know what the two people in front of him were doing, they were like enemies just now, but now they were intimate to another extent.

"What about you, kidnapped my great-grandson's daughter-in-law, and now you're embarrassed to tell me this!" Murong Ming smiled lightly, turned his head to look at Ling Ruoxi, and couldn't help but nod and said, "This child is really like her mother." ”

"......" pupils constricted, Ling Ruoxi's face trembled, and he quickly stepped forward to block in front of Luo Mingyu, "Do you know my mother?" ”

"Just, of course, I'm not going to tell you who she is." With an indifferent smile, Murong Ming walked up the steps, looked at Murong Hua, and said with a shallow smile: "Today is just to entertain everyone, and at the same time, my great-grandson Nangong Mo will recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and change his surname to Murong." ”

The last word fell, and the firecrackers outside rang out violently, and surrounded by the girls, the golden figure walked into the hall.

He had Murong Hua's face, but he was relatively immature, and his black eyes were looking for something in the crowd, until he saw Ling Ruoxi, and then he showed an indifferent smile.

"I announce that from today onwards, Murong Mo will return to Duanyun Kingdom and be crowned King of Nanning. At the same time, Ling Ruoxi, you are not the wife of the evil king now, tell me in front of everyone, are you still willing to be my great-grandson's daughter-in-law? The corners of his mouth hooked upward, and Murong Ming smiled lightly, "King Nanning, he will inherit the throne of Duanyun Kingdom, he doesn't have everything here, and he can also transform your body for you, so that you can cultivate your fighting qi." ”

Her heart slowed down suddenly, and Ling Ruoxi suddenly raised her head to look at Murong Ming, cultivating Dou Qi, that was what she had always dreamed of......

Just as he was about to step forward, the wrist was grabbed by someone, and when he lifted it behind him, Luo Mingyu's whole face turned blue, and he looked at the old guy above, "Are you the great-grandson who pulled my woman to you?" Old thing, how long have you lived? ”

"Hey, you stinky boy, don't you owe a beating!" The person above smiled, and the cold light in his eyes burst out at that moment.

"Brush!" The two figures that disappeared on the main hall at the same time appeared outside the main hall, and two purple rays of light occupied a large area of heaven and earth.

But seeing Murong Ming's right hand, the purple fighting qi spun around, speeding away like lightning. But in mid-air, it suddenly transformed into more than a dozen long arrows, shooting out with a cold cold light.

Luo Mingyu on the opposite side sneered, with a right hand, the black sickle had already appeared in his hand, as if he was a Shura from hell, with a wave of his right hand, the purple fighting spirit exploded violently, and with a "click", all the long arrows that were shot were shattered.

And the person standing just frowned, "In such a hurry, I used your black scythe." Okay, I'll have fun with you, too! ”

In his right hand, the long sword covered with cold light fell into his hand, like a full moon, flashing with dazzling light.

The black scythe collided with the white sword, and a strong wind flew out violently. Murong Ming's expression moved slightly, and his eyes became complicated.

Luo Mingyu just nodded indifferently, and his other hand slammed on the scythe, quickly separating from the person in front of him.

"Good boy!" Stretching out his hand, Murong Ming withdrew the long sword in his hand, "With so many distinguished guests here today, won't you give me a little face?" ”

"Of course." Retracting the black sickle, Luo Mingyu turned around coldly and walked back.

But Murong Ming was standing outside, looking at the figure slowly walking outside the palace, "Young Master Fang, it's just the right time, the banquet has just begun, and you are invited to the table." ”

"King Yun is so polite, how can I make King Yun so polite." The people who were still below were walking lightly, but in the blink of an eye, they had already reached the outside of the main hall.

The standing ink-colored figure looked at the person in front of him, and with a stretch of his left hand, a gift box had already appeared in his hand, "A small gift, please also ask King Yun to accept it, it is a little bit of Fang Mou's heart." ”

"Very good." Let the girl on the side hold the gift box, and Murong Ming waved his sleeves and went straight into the hall.

Ling Ruoxi's sharp eyes had already seen the person who entered, and he was about to say hello, but he was pulled by Luo Mingyu's wrist and sat directly in the back position.

"What to do? I'm ...... Fang Xu"

"That's not Fang Xu." Luo Mingyu lowered his voice and quickly poured a glass of wine and placed it in front of Ling Ruoxi, "Fang Xu is with your senior brother, it is impossible for him to come alone. And...... Fang Xu is not left-handed. ”

Luo Mingyu noticed that the man who was standing smiled lightly, but his left hand was a little strange, and it was also something that his left hand took out just now, although he tried his best to restrain the use of his right hand, but ......

The glint in his eyes flashed, and Ling Ruoxi said in a low voice: "It's indeed a little weird, then who do you say will pretend to be Fang Xu?" ”

"You say, people who are not good for us. However, Murong Ming's old thing will not be easy to mess with, just a trick just now, he has already found out, I am not strong enough. The corners of his mouth hooked upward, and Luo Mingyu smiled coldly, it is worthy of being an old thing for thousands of years, just by a glance.

"Young Master Fang, please take a seat." Murong Ming smiled, stretched out his hand and pressed Nangong Mo's shoulder, "Come to the table, my great-grandson, there will be an account to settle in a while." ”

"Imperial Ancestor, this is ......" Nangong Mo was puzzled, but he was pulled by Murong Ming's soft force and forced to press on his position.