In anticipation, Fan Yi came in with four strong men.

A long sword with a hilt as black as ink, a blade and a spine as pale as snow was carried in on a stretcher by four strong men.

This is the fighting ghost, between black and white, it is full of hideousness.

Qi Guanzhou explained on the side: "This sword is a bit strange, and no one knows its roots. ”

"It was originally found in the house of a certain hunter in Jiuzhen County, and there was no scabbard from the beginning. ”

"I have tried to use mahogany as a scabbard, or bronze as a scabbard, or even gold as a scabbard, but whenever I try to put the scabbard on, this fighting ghost will naturally split out the sword qi and shatter the scabbard. ”

"It's a weird sword with a bad temper. ”

"I haven't practiced kendo before, and I don't know much about this fighting ghost. ”

Yuan Zheng was slightly stunned, and the eyes of pepper and fennel were also placed on the body of this fighting ghost.

Four strong men can only carry it in, not because the sword is heavy, but because the fighting ghost is filled with a rather strong evil aura.

If a person who doesn't understand kendo dares to hold the fighting ghost, he will inevitably be devoured and become a puppet of the fighting ghost.

Of course, Yuan Zheng can see that this fighting ghost aura can no longer be described as rich, it can be called majestic.

Fan Yi stood obediently behind Qi Guanzhou, without saying a word, since the third prince came to ask for a sword, he naturally had to give a sword that he could handle.

As for whether the third prince can control it, it has nothing to do with them.

Qi Guanzhou said: "What I can do here is to fight ghosts, from my nephew's point of view, how is this sword." ”

Yuan Zheng didn't pay attention to it, but looked at the faces of the four strong men, and cold sweat oozed from both sides of their foreheads, and they didn't touch it, which made them so jealous.

It has already been shown that this fighting ghost has made some people in the general's mansion suffer.

Slowly stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, and slightly grasped the hilt of the fighting ghost's sword.

Then, with a bang, the entire stretcher shattered to the ground.

Yuan Zheng had already completely grasped this fighting ghost.

Qi Guanzhou and Fan Yi watched with expressionless faces, with Qi Guanzhou's cultivation, they would not let Yuan Zheng die under this strange sword.

Sichuan pepper and fennel didn't have much reaction, they had never practiced the Vertical and Horizontal Sacred Sword, but they had also practiced swordsmanship, and at a glance, they knew what the situation of this fighting ghost was.

Yuan Zheng could feel the sword qi split by the fighting ghost, surging sharply towards his air pocket.

Running the true yuan slightly, a majestic force, strongly suppressed the sword qi of the fighting ghost.

Above the fighting ghosts, a blood-red sword light and sword shadow visible to the naked eye appeared, faintly revealing a faint smell of blood.

"It's like a wild horse. Yuan Zheng smiled.

Raising the fighting ghost slightly, the sword intent that split out poured into Yuan Zheng's body, and the horizontal sword intent was derived from Yuan Zheng's body, which was strongly suppressed.

seems to be stationary, Yuan is fighting with this ghost.

After a few rounds, the sword qi on the fighting ghost disappeared, and the pale sword body showed a few traces of transparent whiteness.

The hilt of the sword, which was as black as ink, completely blended with Yuan Zheng's palm.

But from the perspective of sharp weapons, fighting ghosts is a divine weapon, and you can clearly feel the extremely fierce and ferocious sword sound of fighting ghosts.

Yuan Zheng felt very fortunate that he suppressed it with the three swords of Ling Evil that he had created, but it was estimated that it would not work.

Fortunately, it was after practicing the Vertical and Horizontal Holy Sword that I met this fighting ghost.

I couldn't help but think that Qi Guanzhou gave him a fighting ghost, and I am afraid that Yuan Zheng would imperceptibly die under the devouring of this sharp sword.

Yuan Zheng understood this, turned to Qi Guanzhou and smiled: "Uncle's gift, I like it very much, this sword is indeed good." ”

Qi Guanzhou was in a trance, he had tried to control the fighting ghosts, and he almost suffered a backlash.

If he controls the fighting ghost with a sword, Qi Guanzhou can do it, but if he holds the fighting ghost and fights with others, even if it is one-on-one, it will become one against two.

He didn't expect Yuan Zheng to suppress the fighting ghost so strongly and make it surrender.

This nephew said that he had worshiped a Yeluzi kendo sect, and he really wanted to know where that Yeluzi kendo sect was.

Having said that, even if Yuan Zheng's kendo has achieved something, he has been in contact with kendo for less than a year, and he will not be able to subdue the fighting ghost.

First of all, the matter of Xishu exceeded Qi Guanzhou's expectations, the death of Huan'er and Bizhu, Qi Guanzhou didn't care, according to the last information Qi Guanzhou obtained, the two women did not betray themselves.

Now things are unexpected.

It seems that it is not so easy to assassinate his nephew.

Qi Guanzhou smiled and said, "Since your nephew can control this fighting ghost, it is also fate, so you don't have to take it to heart." ”

Yuan Zheng suddenly became interested, and wanted to use the fighting ghosts in his hands to compete with Qi Guanzhou and witness the power of the fighting ghosts.

After thinking about it, he couldn't expose his kendo cultivation here in Qi Guanzhou, in case the sword made Qi Guanzhou react in the past, it would be equivalent to reporting to his family and waiting for others to prescribe the right medicine.

Yuan Zheng strangled this idea in the cradle.

The uncle and nephew continued to sit in their seats, drinking tea and chatting.

Got a fighting ghost, Yuan Zheng felt very satisfied.

At least he has a sharp weapon in his hand that can kill people.

"Now that you've subdued the fighting ghost, let's prepare a scabbard. Qi Guanzhou said.

After Yuan Zheng came into contact with fighting ghosts, he knew that this was a very spiritual fierce sword, and he didn't like bondage or scabbards.

"Not for the time being, it will take a while of training before the scabbard can be placed. Yuan Zheng responded.

"I see, I don't know kendo, which makes my nephew laugh. Qi Guanzhou said with a smile.

After all, it was his nephew who came to visit in person, Qi Guanzhou naturally couldn't treat Yuan Zheng badly, and after working in the small kitchen for an hour, he directly set up a grand banquet in the lobby of the General's Mansion.

Sichuan pepper and fennel sat on the left and right sides of Yuan Zheng, that is, they sat down, and did not put down the sword box they were carrying.

Qi Guanzhou was a little confused about this, and he didn't believe that Yuan Zheng was practicing in a certain Yeluzi kendo sect, and the posture of these two girls, no matter how you look at it, they all look like veterans.

Although this is the old South Vietnam, Qi Guanzhou is also a northerner, and the banquet is mainly based on the customs of the north.

Compared with the food in King Wu's mansion, although it is inferior, it is not bad.

Yuan Zheng really tasted the taste of home here in Qi Guanzhou.

"If my nephew doesn't dislike it, I'll stay with my uncle for a while, anyway, if you travel the rivers and lakes, you'll travel everywhere. Qi Guanzhou invited.

If there was no matter of Xishu, Yuan Zheng would really be willing to stay here for a while.

But for now, forget it.

Although Qi Guanzhou will never let Yuan Zheng die on his own territory, he is also worried that after a long time, there will be some accidents when he leaves.

He refused: "I just passed by here, so I came to see it, I got a good sword, and I plan to leave in two days, I am afraid that my uncle will suddenly regret giving me the fighting ghost when he sleeps at night, and at that time, I am afraid that I will not want to return it to you." ”

Qi Guanzhou laughed: "The things that were sent out are like water spilled out, how can you get them back, you think of my uncle is too small-bellied." ”

A fighting ghost, Qi Guanzhou still has that bearing.

There was no solemn push to change the cup at the banquet, and Qi Guanzhou did not call his right-hand man to accompany the wine.

Just simply called some dancing girls to help the fun, and hinted at Yuan Zheng from time to time.

Yuan Zheng could also see that there were several dancing girls who were indeed beautiful, with slender legs, fair skin, and beautiful faces.

I have an idea in my heart, but forget it.

Qi Guanzhou has already taught himself a real lesson in this kind of thing.

After the banquet, it was already approaching evening, Fan Yi personally settled Yuan Zheng and pepper and fennel to rest in the wing, and it was not until the three of them went to bed that Fan Yi returned to Qi Guanzhou.

The third son was too strong to drink, and he had already slept, and the two girls were in the room next to the third son. Fan Yi said.

Qi Guanzhou frowned slightly and said: "This is a distinguished guest, you must not slack off, as long as they are here for a day, they will serve them like Lao Tzu, including their mounts." ”

Fan Yi bowed his head and said, "Understood." ”

On the same night, King Wu's concubine reappeared, and the news of entering Jiuzhen County also spread.

Qi Guanzhou never expected that there were so many loyal subordinates in his General's Mansion who had always maintained secret contact with the Wuwang Mansion.

This secret connection probably began after Yuan Zheng's assassination.