Everyone watched in amazement at this strange scene.

Paper cranes, really paper cranes.

Of course, in the eyes of more people, it is a bird folded with paper.

Only Zhu Luan looked at the standard folding paper crane in mid-air and was silent.

She had only one word in her heart.

This paper crane is so ugly!

Although she has a lot of words and ideas to express at this moment, she can't suppress this thought when she looks at the crooked paper crane.

It's rare that my mother taught you over and over again, and after so many years, you finally stacked up such a thing?

Zhu Luan originally thought that the person was just greedy for being with Niangniang, so he taught him over and over again, but now it seems that she really misjudged him back then!

However.

It's that person.

Zhu Luan closed his eyes.

At the time of seeing this thousand paper cranes, everything has already been decided.

The crooked paper crane flew through the stunned people in the hall and flew to the dragon chair above.

Different from the confusion of the hundreds of officials and jinshi below, the three people on the high platform have different expressions, but they obviously all know this style of paper crane.

Just as the paper crane was about to fly in front of the emperor, it stopped in mid-air.

Xiliang Sword Saint narrowed his eyes, and the next moment, he looked at Sang Yu, who was reaching out to grab the paper crane, and suddenly spoke.

"You won't let him in?"

Zhu Luan was stunned when he heard this.

What is the ......

Sang Yu's hand stopped in mid-air, and the next moment, he pinched the wings of the paper crane and spoke coldly.

"He almost destroyed this palace, and as long as I have a breath left, I won't let him set foot in this palace."

The white-haired old Taoist priest stared into the eyes of the Xiliang Sword Saint.

"Do you have any problems with my approach?"

The fingers on the side of the Xiliang Sword Saint moved slightly, and the next moment he regained his expressionless face, "This is your freedom." ”

Do you mean to be in charge of your territory......

Zhu Luan frowned slightly.

The reason why this thousand paper crane was able to fly in was because someone attached an extremely powerful True Yuan to it and manipulated it to fly into the Hanyuan Hall.

This paper crane is a messenger of a man.

But even though the paper crane is lightweight, such an air control object is not something that ordinary people can sit on.

Combined with the life experience of this paper crane stacking method, there is only that person.

But why did he use such a troublesome way to deliver the message, Zhu Luan was originally puzzled. With that man's ability, as long as he wants to enter, this palace will not stop him.

Now Zhu Luan understands that it was Sang Yu who resolutely prevented the former countryman from stepping into the Daming Palace.

From Sang Yu's tone, Zhu Luan even heard that if that person wanted to enter the consciousness of stepping over his body.

Although there is a reason, why is it so resolute?

was so resolute that Zhu Luan even felt that there were some different emotions in it.

Just now, the Xiliang Sword Saint sensed that something was wrong, probably from it.

It's just that Sang Yu's answer is also reasonable, so that the Xiliang Sword Saint can't ask any more.

Why do you have to completely separate the ancient stone from the Daming Palace?

For some reason, Zhu Luan's heart suddenly trembled, it was when she and Duan Lizheng and Song Huaizhu were about to leave Daming Palace at night on the night of the literary examination, and the memory of being noticed suddenly revived in her heart.

At that time, she suddenly felt as if something was hidden underground.

But that feeling was too short-lived, she couldn't confirm it, and she also carefully checked it when she entered the Daming Palace today, but that feeling never appeared again.

Zhu Luan raised his head and looked at the two great masters and a thousand paper cranes on the high platform, and his heart tightened.

Xiliang Sword Saint, Sang Yu, the exchange between them seems to have a different meaning.

There are also ancient stones, and Zhu Luan found that the relationship between these great masters is likely to be different from what she had guessed in her previous life.

These old monsters...... What kind of secret is hidden?

Xiliang Sword Saint's gaze fell on the paper crane, and he said coldly, "What did that person say?"

Sang Yu pinched the ugly and miserable paper crane, swept away the remnants of the true yuan on it, and then unfolded it in front of the Xiliang Sword Saint.

Zhu Luan keenly noticed that the Xiliang Sword Saint was stunned for a moment.

What the hell is this......

The mystery was revealed in the next moment, because Sang Yu pinched the piece of paper and turned towards Zhu Luan.

There were only four words written on that piece of rice paper.

"I'll go along."

……

……

Zhu Luan was silent.

Then she clenched her fists at her sides.

Gushi, you're done.

If she waits for her to go out and doesn't let him look good, she won't be Princess Yingluan.

While the note was facing Zhu Luan, it was also shown to everyone.

The officials and jinshi who were still panicked under the high stage were stunned, and then they seemed to have found the backbone, and their faces were filled with joy.

At this time, the high-level cultivators all reacted, and naturally knew who the strange paper crane came from.

Without a name or surname, it can appease people's hearts, and there is only that adult.

At this moment, the eyes of the others looking at Zhu Luan changed. After a moment of surprise, the disciples of Xiliang Sword Pavilion also relaxed their expressions, except for Mo Han, Ruan Qing and Su Qing.

"Is it really for my daughter......

"In this case, there is no ...... for the Great Zhou Guoshi"

"But will it succeed......

Sang Yu looked at the silent Zhu Luan and spoke expressionlessly.

"Your father will walk with you."

Why did even he accept the father-daughter setting? Or do people really only want to believe what they want to believe?

"I don't have a father." Zhu Luan raised his head and spoke quietly.

There was silence in the hall for a moment, but the next moment people regained their vitality again, and only regarded it as a little girl's twist.

"That's a matter between you," Sang Yu said lightly, "This matter has been decided, what does Xiliang Sword Pavilion think?" ”

Xiliang Sword Saint Dugu Jian was silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on Zhu Luan for a moment, and then his forehead.

"So be it."

……

……

So be it.

Zhu Luan closed his eyes.

There is no turning back from this.

Now that she thinks about it, she was going to Xiliang too, after all, she still had accounts to settle with Mu Qinghe, and if the Xiliang Sword Saint returned to Xiliang and cleaned her up in anger, Zhu Luan would not be able to handle it.

In this way, she really wants to find Mu Qinghe first.

Maybe without Sang Yu's intervention, she might also choose to go to Xiliang at this time.

Zhu Luan frowned.

In the dark, it was as if everything was pointing together again.

Just when she was about to go to Xiliang to find Mu Qinghe, something like this happened.

Are these really coincidences?

Monk Xuezhai's words interrupted Zhu Luan's thoughts, and he glanced around the people in the main hall, "With that great master, will we face thousands of troops with these people?" ”

The hall that was originally full of joy was quiet.

Monk Xuezhai's gaze swept over Zhu Luan as if he was casually, as if he was looking at a stranger.

"Even though there is the rumored father with him, is the Great Zhou Guoshi too lonely?"

Zhu Luan was stunned, and then smiled in his heart.

There are still people who want to get some help for her.

"yes...... Where is there any superfluity...... Black armor guards are impossible...... But the silver-armored guards who are not on the battlefield for the time being......"

"Wait, don't these jinshi have any arrangements......

Everyone in the hall paused, and then began to discuss it.

And at this time, a red-robed man suddenly came out of the queue and saluted the emperor on the dragon chair.

"Your Majesty, Weichen has a proposal."

Zhu Luan's pupils shrank.

Because this red-robed man is.

Duan Haochu.

Duan Haochu saluted the emperor on the dragon chair with a wat board in his hand, and then spoke loudly.

"Brother Lizheng, is this year's civil and military jinshi, although he is not a weapon, but he has been married to the countryman since he was a child, and his love is deep, and he can walk with the countryman!"

Duan Haochu's voice echoed in the hall.

Zhu Luan was stunned.

Song Huaizhu froze.

Duan Lizheng himself was stunned as a statue.