The hall, which had been thought to be over for the rest of the process, was quiet again.

Zhu Luan quietly looked at the stunned eyes of many students opposite.

Sure enough, there are many people who don't know.

Princess Yingluan's Tiance Conference is not without Xiliang people, but she is in the nature of playing tickets and does not involve the country.

But Tiance will be different.

Zhu Luan had inquired with Xu Fengniang before leaving, and in previous years, the Tiance Club would not invite the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

After all, Xiliang Sword Pavilion performing to the Great Zhou Imperial Family is an embarrassing thing no matter what.

The Great Zhou royal family was good at its own people, but it was not the case with people from other countries.

Especially with Xiliang, who has an awkward relationship.

This time, the participation of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion should be inseparable from the Sword Saint's coming to Beijing.

Zhu Luan looked at the hall with a strange atmosphere, his eyes were slightly gloomy.

Coupled with the rules changed for Xiliang people in this year's national examination, Zhu Luan had a faint ominous premonition in his heart.

The direction of the wind in the imperial court, the wind in the rivers and lakes, is changing.

And the year of his rebirth may be the node of change.

When she was still a princess, there were not so many Xiliang people participating in the Great Zhou National Examination.

At that time, Da Zhou was as proud as a lion.

Even if you are a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, you need to be extremely famous and look forward to the Great Zhou culture, so that you can be qualified to participate in the Great Zhou National Examination.

The relationship between Da Zhou and Xiliang was not good because of border and other disputes.

But Zhu Luan has understood since he was a child that whether the relationship between Da Zhou and Xiliang is good or not has nothing to do with the border.

It is only related to the national strength of the Great Zhou.

There is only one possibility for two feuding countries to have good relations.

That's when they have a more brutal common enemy.

Zhu Luan's hand beside him quietly clenched into a fist.

At the beginning, the overnight pursuit in Shendu City, a large number of killers appeared in Yongzhou, but afterwards they were like a puff of green smoke, leaving no traces.

Whether it's Gusu City, or the towns you pass along the way.

The government seemed to be asleep, and there was no response.

It was as if such a large number of Houjin people had never appeared in the territory of the Great Zhou.

Zhu Luan didn't believe that the official government of Da Zhou had not received any news.

If that were the case, the country would have ceased to exist long ago.

She narrowed her eyes, although she didn't want to think in this direction, but the instinct formed by years of listening to politics told her that there could only be one answer to this matter.

The government knew, but didn't dare to care.

Under the governance of Niangniang, the country that used to be strong and other countries did not dare to invade, but at this time, it did not dare to face the invasion of Houjin.

Zhu Luan took a deep breath.

What has happened in the past decade?

What the hell is wrong with this country?

At this moment, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras sounded in the Jixia School Palace.

Greet each other with courtesy and music, and even the treatment of a child in his own country is not available.

The group walked into the main hall amid the sound of ritual music, bringing a strong cold wind.

It's really a cold wind. In the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, the disciples of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion still had cold expressions on their faces.

Especially the man and woman who are the leader.

The scabbard of the long sword at everyone's waist seemed to be frosty.

And the only one with temperature, I'm afraid that only the father and daughter at the front are at the front.

Looking at the old man who was slowly coming at the front and the woman beside him, even the people who were dissatisfied with the news of Xiliang Sword Pavilion entering the hall at the beginning showed surprise and reverence in their eyes.

The old man's beard and hair are all white, but there are few wrinkles on his face, his eyebrows are trimmed and his temples are long, his robe is wide and his sleeves are large, and his clothes are simple.

If it weren't for the sharp and terrifying momentum of the long sword on his waist, this person would be more like a famous man in the Wei and Jin dynasties than a swordsman.

But his eyes, like torches, seem to contain everything in the world.

This is the Pavilion Master of Xiliang Sword Pavilion, the Great Grandmaster, Dugu Sword.

Zhu Luan only glanced at him with everyone at first, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.

This was the first time she had seen Dugu Jian, and even the Great Grandmaster couldn't recognize her.

But she still didn't want to look at him.

Zhu Luan closed his eyes, and then knew that Dugu Jian had restrained a lot of breath.

Otherwise, the other cultivators present would be able to fall a large piece at this time.

There was a slight sound from the high platform, and Empress Sima, who had been high up, stood up.

What a passion.

Empress Sima's voice came from the high platform.

Empress Sima walked down the steps and personally invited Dugu Jian to her place, and at the same time, there was a girl's delicate call from the high platform.

"Sister Qing, it's been a long time, I miss you so much."

"I also miss Her Royal Highness Princess Anning."

It's a magical scene.

The greetings of the two young women above almost brought physical discomfort to Zhu Luan.

However, at the moment when Zhu Luan lowered her head, she felt that a sharp gaze as sharp as a knife shot down her body.

Are you coming?

Indeed, standing in such a high position, you can have an unobstructed view of the students below.

The sight was like substance, and Zhu Luan had no doubt that if the person was not standing on it now, he would really rush over with a knife.

Then Zhu Luan raised his head and looked at the owner of the sight without any evasion.

The bright woman dressed in Xiliang costume on the high platform didn't seem to expect her to suddenly raise her head, and the resentment in her eyes hadn't had time to retract, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

There were many young people below who were looking at Su Qing obsessively, and for some reason, the objects of their gaze stared down in a daze, and they all followed her gaze to look at Zhu Luan and them.

Duan Lizheng, Nian Huazang and the others didn't know what Zhu Luan was looking at, and looked up along Zhu Luan's line of sight.

Coincidentally, Su Qing had a warm gaze beside him who kept looking at Zhu Luan...... Duan Lizheng beside him.

For a while, the scene was a little chaotic.

No one knows who's watching.

Su Qing stared at Zhu Luan stubbornly.

In such chaos, Zhu Luan smiled at Su Qing.

It's true that they haven't seen each other for a long time, but ......

Looking at her like this, do you want to say I really miss you?

It's a pity that I don't miss you at all, this girl.

Compared with Su Qingyuan's apricot eyes, Zhu Luan actually wanted to see another pair of eyes.

Zhu Luan lost interest after looking at Su Qing twice, his gaze moved down, and he was about to fall into the position of a disciple of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

As if noticing, the woman with the lowest temperature put her sword on the table and looked up as if she was noticing.

The cold gaze fell into Zhu Luan's eyes.

Nguyen Thanh.

That strange feeling came again, Zhu Luan frowned slightly and was about to speak, when the shouts of the ceremonial officials suddenly sounded in the hall again.

"Shanzhou Xie Yuan, Shanzhou Yayuan enters the hall!"

Zhu Luan was stunned, and Su Qing, who was about to sit on the high platform, looked back!

It's finally here.

No, I should say that the time is just right.

Just when a certain Xiliang Sword Saint's daughter, she couldn't go up and down.

The door of the temple, which had been closed, opened with a tooth-aching sound.

Two figures, one in front of one and one behind them, appeared in the doorway.

And with that came a faint breeze.

It is like the breath of a bamboo forest after a rain.

The white jade mask glowed warmly in the daylight, and the man stepped into the hall with his junior brother.

Trend......

Zhu Luan's side.

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