The old king of Nanjiang said this in a very low voice, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to someone.

It's just that his voice is extremely weak, and no one can hear what he says.

The old man didn't care, just waved his hand, looked at Xu Fusheng and said, "Are you Han?"

Xu Fusheng bowed in standard Shengyuan Dynasty etiquette, nodded and replied, "Yes." ”

"How can that be in my southern Xinjiang?"

Feng Qinghua immediately replied for Xu Fusheng:

"He grew up in southern Xinjiang since he was a child, and studied under a mysterious master in the depths of the 100,000 mountains. ”

This time, the old man's eyelids were raised, as if to confirm: "You really studied under the Southern Xinjiang Master, which teacher did you study with?"

Xu Fusheng shook his head, and naturally took out the order of the master as a shield again.

Suddenly, a person beside Feng Qingluo said loudly: "Since you said that you studied under the Southern Xinjiang Master, who can prove it?"

Feng Chengcheng introduced Xu Fusheng in a low voice: "That's the black-robed shaman beside the eldest brother. ”

Xu Fusheng looked at the man who had wrapped himself in darkness, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Knowing that there could be no trace of cowardice at this moment, his voice suddenly said coldly:

"Your Excellency the Priestess, are you questioning my rescue of the princess and the second prince?"

This question was extremely damaging, and Feng Qingcheng's originally ugly face became more and more ugly.

The black-robed man immediately shook his head hoarsely and denied: "Of course not, I'm just doubting the identity of your Southern Xinjiang Master disciple!"

Xu Fusheng suddenly pulled a playful arc at the corner of his mouth, took a step forward and snorted coldly:

"Then I can understand that you are challenging me?"

The masters of Southern Xinjiang are all mysterious and eccentric, and Xu Fusheng knows how to say it in line with his identity and not show his face.

In addition, at this moment, it is indeed necessary to show the corresponding strength in order to win the respect it deserves in Nanjiang Province.

The audience was silent, no one spoke, and even the king of Nanjiang seemed to want to watch a good show.

The black-robed priest nodded coldly and said:

"If you want to understand it this way, it is not impossible, I just don't want my king and princess to be deceived. ”

Xu Fusheng didn't answer again, stretched out one hand, and the Tai Chi method worked.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around his body immediately gathered at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, surging. The Demon Gate Mental Method was running at the same time, and a black long sword condensed from the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth was already in his hand.

Xu Fusheng's mouth vibrated at the same time, as if he was really reciting some incantation.

A moment later, flames seemed to ignite around the black sword, and under the raging flames, the black sword came out of its hand.

Stabbed straight at the dark wizard, like a black lightning bolt tearing through the space.

This time, Xu Fusheng did not spare the slightest hand.

In Xu Fusheng's perception, the black-robed man didn't seem to have a trace of true qi in his body, but there was a layer of rich black around his body to protect him.

The black robe watched as the black sword staggered in front of him, his lips moving up and down slightly, as if he was silently chanting some incantation.

How could Xu Fusheng, who had been prepared for this, let him finish the spell, and suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Break!"

The fire on the black sword seemed to burn even more, pressing into a long straight line, cutting through the opponent's protection and stabbing into it.

Blood drips from the chest of the black-robed wizard.

The sword was gone.

Between the lightning and the fire, it seems that the victory and defeat have been divided!

The black-robed wizard's spell was not fully completed until this moment.

I saw a flash of black smoke disappearing.

Xu Fusheng frowned slightly, he felt as if there was something more on his body, but there was no reaction when he checked his body at the moment.

The black-robed wizard simply admitted defeat, bowed down and saluted: It is rude and offensive to the child!

Although Xu Fusheng, who has been tempered several times between life and death, feels wrong, he has no evidence, and he knows that he needs to pass the current level first no matter what.

Then he put aside his distracting thoughts and slowly raised his head, his eyes as cold as a blade.

swept around the crowd: "I wonder who else has doubts about the lower divisions now?"

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the black-robed wizard standing behind Feng Qingluo.

Feng Qingluo also turned his head with a pale face.

What the hell is this black robe doing, since he has provoked, then he will do it to the other party openly.

The black robe turned a deaf ear, and just smiled strangely and said:

"Childe is extraordinary, I just want to confirm Childe's identity, and now I can confirm it. ”

When this sentence was spoken, it undoubtedly completely recognized Xu Fusheng's identity.

Everyone looked at Xu Fusheng with fear in their eyes at this moment, this man looked young, but he was so powerful and domineering.

As soon as he made a move, he could make the black robe who was famous for his viciousness admit defeat, and the strength of this division must be extremely powerful.

It seems that the weight of the second son is going to be reconsidered!

Feng Qingluo's vicious eyes flashed, but it was inconvenient to continue to be embarrassed.

Xu Fusheng looked at the king of southern Xinjiang and said indifferently: "I was just ordered by my master to go down the mountain to practice, and I happened to run into the princess and the second son.

I didn't expect anything in return for a little help, but if I caused any trouble, I had no choice but to leave. ”

After speaking, he ignored everyone and walked straight to the outside of the main hall.

Feng Qingcheng grabbed Xu Fusheng, looked at the old southern Xinjiang Wang Jiao and said:

"Father, it was he who saved his daughter, is this how you treat your daughter's savior?"

The old king of Nanjiang looked at his daughter's face full of affection, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "Silly girl." ”

After speaking, he said to Xu Fusheng: "Just now my Nanjiang Mansion didn't greet the guests well, and the old man is here to make amends to the young man."

I hope that this young warrior will look at the thin face of this king and forget the unpleasantness just now. Let me, on behalf of all ethnic groups in Southern Xinjiang Province, welcome Xu Gongzi to the mountain city. ”

Feng Chengcheng looked at Xu Fusheng expectantly. Xu Fusheng turned around slowly, as if thinking.

After a moment, he bowed again with impeccable etiquette and said, "Dare not obey!"

Feng Qinghua and Feng Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, their faces full of joy.

They were afraid that if this strange teacher lost his temper and left, that would be a real loss.

The king of southern Xinjiang looked at Xu Fusheng's performance, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

It should be the person prophesied by the wizard. Thoughtful, calm and ruthless, knowing how to advance and retreat, the master is mysterious, the strength is strong, and he can also match the city.

Looking at Allure's mind again, there is no need to worry about any resistance, it seems that everything is really doomed.

It's just that...

Immediately, the old man shook his head slightly, turned his head up, and said proudly to himself:

"Even if it's really fate, what if it's fate? I'm going to fight with these gods in the southern frontier!"

Next is the discussion of various ethnic groups, due to Xu Fusheng's mysterious identity and the retention of the king of southern Xinjiang.

Let him sit in the main hall and listen to this major event related to the succession of the throne in southern Xinjiang.

The discussion lasted until the evening, when the details were finalized and it was decided to formally convene a clan meeting a month later.

Due to his physical discomfort, the old king of southern Xinjiang temporarily arranged for Xu Fusheng to temporarily live in the second son's mansion and then leave halfway.

It's just that the affairs of the clan council are handed over to the eldest prince to preside.

Xu Fusheng also had to admire the old spicy king of Southern Xinjiang, although he looked old, he was not confused at all.

With such checks and balances, outsiders can't figure out which son the old prince prefers.

After the discussion, the second son, who was delighted, pulled Xu Fusheng to prepare a bonfire party for him to welcome the ceremony.

Xu Fusheng's performance today made his face shine greatly, and his father let him live in his house temporarily, doesn't this explain the problem?

Feng Chengcheng naturally had to attend with Xu Fusheng because of Xu Fusheng.

Xu Fusheng looked at the resentful eyes of the eldest prince when he left, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth appeared with his signature smile again.

sneered in his heart: This succession battle has just begun, and whoever has the last laugh will be the winner.

The night in Nanjiang Province is different from that in the north, and the bonfire party is also unique.

The women of all ethnic groups are extremely bold and enthusiastic, the upper body is half fruited, and the fierce beasts of all ethnic groups are painted with gorgeous oil paint, and several tassels are blocked in the lower body, and the dancing posture is mysterious and beautiful.

Feng Qing's glaze was full of red light, and he pulled Xu Fusheng one by one to introduce him to his cronies of various ethnic groups.

Since Xu Fusheng's performance today has spread to all races, the warriors of all races also show great admiration for Xu Fusheng.

Xu Fusheng is naturally comfortable with this kind of primitive scene, coupled with his appropriate mystery and personability, which makes many women in Southern Xinjiang Province secretly flatter.

Feng Chengcheng was naturally by Xu Fusheng's side at this time, holding Xu Fusheng's arm, like a hen guarding a calf, declaring his sovereignty.

Most people look at the princess's posture and understand that it is impossible for them to compete with the princess of southern Xinjiang, who is famous for her beauty, and they all go to find their own wishful husband.

The second prince looked at this scene and knew the importance of the princess, so he immediately shouted: "Now!"

Everyone was quiet, waiting for the second son's impromptu speech.

The second prince continued: "I declare that Xu Fusheng will be the chief master of my mansion in the future.

When you see him in the future, it will be like seeing me, and whoever dares to be unfavorable to him will be unfavorable to my Fengqing glaze. ”

Feng Qingcheng immediately pouted and said, "Second brother, Fusheng is what I fancy first, and to be the chief master, it should also be someone from my princess's mansion." ”

Feng Qingglaze laughed loudly: "Then it's better to be a guest in my house, so that it won't delay being the chief master of your house." ”

Feng Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and said, "It's pretty much the same." ”

Xu Fusheng looked at this scene with a smile and took a long breath. At least for the time being, the initial aim has been achieved.

It's just that you have to be appropriately reserved when it comes to pretending to be posturing. He smiled and said, "Second son, I'm afraid this is a little inappropriate."

On the one hand, I went out for training, and on the other hand, I think I am afraid that I will offend the eldest prince today. ”

The brothers and sisters of Feng Tingcheng snorted coldly in unison:

"Hmph, you can rest assured that you will train here, if the eldest brother dares to deal with you, our brothers and sisters must be good-looking. ”

Xu Fusheng pretended to be gracious and nodded in response.

At this point, the atmosphere was warm again.