How many is she?

The originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Many cultivators who had seen this former Qin princess for the first time looked at the girl who was standing straight in the middle of the group in amazement.

Everyone was speechless.

It's just because everyone knows that she is the first.

She is number one.

So why is a hundred more than qualified to speak out about her?

"You ......"

Looking at the girl standing quietly in front of her with her eyebrows and eyes, the man with his hair in a loose bun had a blocked chest and couldn't speak. I faintly heard the sound of laughter in his ears, but Wang Ling had an inexplicable illusion, and the person who was laughing seemed to be no longer the woman in front of him.

"What's so great about you being the leader?" Feeling humiliated, the cold sweat behind her turned into anger, Wang Ling's chest rose and fell, did those people forget that she was a woman?

"Who doesn't know that this leader of yours was given to you by Chunhuajun!" Wang Ling blurted out, spitting out the rumors that had been circulating wildly on the Shanhai Continent recently.

The battle report of the first rank of Nanchu had already spread all over the continent, and this year's junior ceremony was different from the previous ones, and many plots did not even dare to make up such a book, especially the rumors on this girl were amazingly outrageous, and the authenticity of its leader had long been doubted by almost all the candidates of the previous session.

There were ripples in the crowd again, and Wang Ling looked at the girl in front of him with a resentful expression.

The Elementary Ceremony is such a sacred thing, I don't know when this year, people are talking about this woman who came out of nowhere.

What is the decisive battle of the seventh rank and the sixth rank, and what is actually better than Chunhuajun with one hand, I am afraid that they are all means to construct a false name for this woman. I don't know how she bewitched Chunhuajun, or did Nan Chu want to use the hand of this vase princess to intervene in the politics of the former Qin Dynasty again?

In short, this woman could never have won the crown by her own strength.

Wang Ling covered his hair and stared at this princess whom he seemed to have never known as a former Qin person.

is so sensational, I don't even know how to make up some lies! Do you dare to triumphantly use this position to ridicule him?

Feeling the commotion around Jiang Yuanyuan frowned and looked at Ji Jiashu beside him, but found that he still didn't mean to go up to help, just quietly looked at the back of the girl in the distance.

Wang Ling said with spit and excitement on his face, but Ying Baoyue was still unmoved.

"I remember that Chunhuajun was the leader of the previous session," she said with a strange look at him, "He was originally the leader, what does he have to give me?" ”

Wang Ling was stunned for a moment, and the cultivators around him were also stunned.

Speaking of which, it is not normal for Ji Jiashu to be on the battle platform of this beginner ceremony.

Ji Jiashu finally laughed when he heard the words from a distance, and glanced at Jiang Yuanyuan beside him, "It's me who is wrong, but they want to talk about her, is there something wrong with her brain?" ”

His voice was not loud, but he was a person whose every move was watched by everyone, and the deaf and clear-eyed cultivators around him were a little stiff when they heard these unkind words.

I said Chunhuajun...... That's not what you would normally say......

It was Jiang Yuanyuan who looked at Ji Jiashu, who had always been gentle and elegant in the eyes of everyone in front of him, and wanted to cry without tears, and said in his heart, this kid was really taken by her.

Everyone knows that in front of the world-famous Chunhuajun and the woman who wants to practice, everyone will be inclined to Chunhuajun, and the fault must be the fault of the woman who is not self-conscious.

The saints have said that only women and villains are difficult to raise, and Ji Jiashu is a gentleman, compared with women, the wrong one must be a woman.

To put it bluntly, it's just a double standard, but no one will point it out.

No one even thinks there's anything wrong with this standard.

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Wang Ling only felt that his face couldn't hold it, but he didn't dare to shout in front of Ji Jiashu for Chunhuajun to release the water, staring at Ying Baoyue and wanting to continue to mention others, "Even if it's not Chunhuajun, it's the other Langjun who let you ......."

However, he could not finish his sentence.

"That's enough," Ying Baoyue said lightly, "You doubt my ability, do you think that just cutting off your hair is not enough?" ”

Wang Ling froze.

"For cultivators of the same level, if a one-on-one battle can be regarded as a sword fight, it doesn't matter if the sword fights are life or death," Ying Baoyue slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, "Are you sure, you want to argue with me?" ”

Sword fighting is a traditional rule of duels between practitioners, and if it is a challenge from a person in the same realm, it cannot be refused as long as someone proposes it one-on-one.

"This son, are you going to fight with me with a sword?" Ying Baoyue glanced at Wang Ling and asked lightly.

"I ......" Wang Ling didn't expect her to interrupt him so simply and rudely, let alone that a princess would say such a thing, shouldn't she be even more ashamed and frightened now?

What did she say? Want to fight him with a sword? How dare she......

"What? Don't you dare? Ying hugged the moon and said.

He...... It's not that I don't dare, but I heard that this woman is scheming!

"What qualifications do you have to fight with me? Sword fighting is a matter between men...... "Wang Ling didn't finish speaking, but the next moment he saw a flash of sword light in front of him, and a cold blade was pressed against his throat.

Wang Ling was completely speechless.

The other members of the Qianqin team also widened their eyes as they watched as the girl suddenly drew her sword and pointed it at the throat of the man who was a head taller than her.

"I don't know who asked you to come, or if you spontaneously wanted to find something," Ying Baoyue said lightly, "But I'm very busy today, and I will be very busy in the future, so I'm not interested in entangling with you people." ”

If it weren't for the sake of killing chickens and monkeys, she wouldn't bother to bother with this kind of person.

Wang Ling looked at those clear eyes staring at his throat, sweat on his back, and he regretted it for the first time.

Why can a woman have such a heavy murderous aura on her body?

"Shaving your hair is just a warning to you, I don't want to see anyone in Qianqin's team making trouble today."

Ying Baoyue said lightly, "Don't talk so much nonsense, if there is any trouble today, I will kill you, do you hear?" ”

The Sunset Sword shimmered in the daylight, and Wang Ling's eyes widened slightly.

How dare she speak like that?

A gift sent to Nanchu by Qianqin, how dare he speak like this?

Dare to kill? A woman, a princess doesn't even dare to kill chickens, and the female relatives should faint when they see blood, how dare she......

Wang Ling wanted to sneer, but found that he couldn't move under the girl's calm gaze.

He was stunned to find that this woman's eyes were actually serious.

The practitioner's instinct for danger kept him from moving.

"Compete with the public in the same realm, killing people is not illegal," as if knowing what he was thinking, Ying Baoyue said quietly, "As for you saying that sword fighting is a man's business?" I'm sorry, but the tradition left by Emperor Taizu is that as long as you are in the same realm, you can do it. ”

"I probably don't know your age, but six of the twelve Zhai kings of Xirong were beheaded by the national teacher in a sword fight, why didn't anyone mention that the national teacher was a woman at that time?"

Qianqin's team fell completely silent.

The surrounding squares also fell silent.

The Ballad of the Great Moon /book/63925/