At night, inside the capital.

In one room of Yan Feiyun's mansion, the room is spacious and magnificent, with twelve folding screens in yellow rosewood painted with mountains and rivers, and behind it is a delicate shelf bed of rosewood, which has reliefs on all sides, and the curtains are closed at this moment.

After a long time, the movement stopped, the curtain was lifted, and a slightly plump, snow-white and soft delicate body was revealed, which was Mrs. Pear. Mrs. Pear's apricot eyes are misty, the green silk is scattered, and it hangs down in front of her chest at will. Although she is also congenital, she is much stronger than ordinary people.

Mrs. Pear is no longer a woman who has tasted the wind and rain for the first time, not to mention her husband, because her husband often walks outside, Mrs. Pear can't bear the loneliness and the two young white-faced private, and the money is ...... After coming to my senses, there was already some fear.

She's leaving.

Unfortunately, as soon as she got out of the bed, a strong and thick arm behind her encircled her back, and Mrs. Pear exclaimed, unable to resist at all, like a little sheep, fell into the palm of the big bad wolf again......

But Yan Feiyun didn't pay attention to it at all.

Is Yan Feiyun enjoying it? No, he is venting, he is the sect master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, a Yuanying Great Cultivator with a head and a face, but now he has lost face, and even his son has been beheaded to show the public! Who is responsible for all this?

"That Xu Chuan is still attracting attention in the Linglong Artistic Conception Bureau, and the scenery is infinite, but I was kicked out by the Zhuyuan Clan, my Qingxuan Sword Sect, my Yan Feiyun and Feng'er, and even the entire Qingxuan Sword Sect, have all become the stepping stones for him Xu Chuan to become famous!" Yan Feiyun seemed to be bitten in his heart, he wanted to take revenge, but how to take revenge, with his status and connections, it was impossible to be unfavorable to Xu Chuan on the bright side, Xia Jin received the benefits, and even his face was gone!

Assassination?

The fate of the Yin Erquan brothers is still there.

What to do?

Can I just swallow this breath... No, people fight for a breath, and Buddha fights for a stick of incense! He couldn't swallow it.

"If you can fight with him openly...", a thought suddenly popped up in Yan Feiyun's mind.

When the thought arises. Yan Feiyun's movements stopped suddenly. In the face of Xu Chuan, his only advantage is strength! If you can fight with Xu Chuan openly......

Mrs. Pear was very sad in her heart, and secretly swore that if she left alive this time, she would stay at home in the future, be a good woman with peace of mind, and never do anything else.

……

Outside the summer capital, the Red Silk Lake has already sounded the voices of five spectators:

"Xu Juma pressed a thousand inferior spirit stones into the indisputable son."

"Mr. Lu He pressed the indisputable son with a thousand lower-grade spirit stones."

"The master of Wushi Guan pressed five hundred lower-grade spirit stones into the indisputable son."

"The flower path people pressed five hundred low-grade spirit stones into the indisputable son."

"The Duke of Dongyuan pressed Jun He with two thousand lower grade spirit stones."

There were many followers in this battle, and many dignitaries and nobles in the capital came, and when they heard the last pressure injection, they all looked sideways. The prince of Dongyuan is a big man, and he is pressed into Junhe? And one pressure is two thousand lower-grade spirit stones?

In the Zhuyuan Building, after hearing the pressure, Xu Chuan, Lu He and other spectators, as well as Xia Jin, couldn't help but look at the Duke of Dongyuan.

The Duke of Dongyuan sat there with a calm face, and when he saw everyone's gaze, he took the initiative to smile and said: "This Junhe is a descendant of my deceased, and I will help him to make a difference." ”

A simple explanation, everyone was stunned.

Only then did Xu Chuan understand that the Marquis of Dongyuan came to be this viewer today not by chance, but because of that Junhe.

Xia Jin's eyes rolled, and he immediately said: "This son presses the indisputable son with eight hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and presses Junhe with five hundred lower-grade spirit stones." ”

He began to press on both ends again.

The Duke of Dongyuan smiled and nodded towards Xia Jin.

There are not a few people who follow the Duke of Dongyuan to suppress Jun He, not only because of the status of the Duke of Dongyuan, but also because of Jun He's own strength, the fourth layer of the artistic conception of the legend of the stick method, which is equivalent to the level of artistic conception on Xia Wuzheng's face! The odds are extremely high, if there is no mysterious "wilderness". This battle is also a very suspenseful battle.

"I can't fight the son."

"Both of them are very strong, but I believe in Xu Juma's vision, and I haven't lost yet."

"I'll press Junhe."

There was a lot of discussion for a while.

After the pressure is over, the artistic conception duel below begins. The red and blue two-color true yuan light suddenly rose, and the momentum on Xia Wuzheng's body changed, and suddenly condensed a blood-red knife light, and the blood-red knife light artistic conception was like a high-falling string moon, slashing towards Jun He, but there was a Meng Meng stick shadow in front of Jun He's stone pillar, and this Meng Meng stick shadow seemed to be entwined with two yin and yang air currents, and it shot straight out.

Xu Chuan has seen Xia Wuzheng's knife and understands how terrifying Xia Wuzheng's knife technique is, but this Junhe's artistic conception of the stick method is complementary to yin and yang, rigid and soft, very comprehensive, facing Xia Wuzheng's attack. can resist just right. Of course, Xia Wuzheng was completely one-sided attack, but Jun He tried his best to defend and maneuver. If you keep it for a long time, you will lose, and if you go on like this, Junhe will definitely lose.

That's when ...

Rumble!

In the blue stone pillar artistic conception area where Jun He was located, a layer of floating flames suddenly appeared, the artistic conception was condensed, and the blue flames surrounded, and swept towards Xia Wuzheng madly.

"Not good."

"Double artistic conception?"

"This Junhe, even has another artistic conception? Is it the artistic conception of flame? ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

Xu Chuan's heart also jumped, double artistic conception? This is the first dual-artistic conception powerhouse he has ever seen other than himself, and with his eyesight, he naturally sees that Junhe's flame artistic conception is only a top-grade artistic conception, but it has also reached the fourth level of artistic conception. The artistic conception of flame belongs to one of the five elements, and the flame is even more domineering and surging, even stronger than his stick artistic conception.

This Jun He's stick artistic conception is extremely comprehensive, but because of its comprehensiveness, it is not as good as Xia Wuzheng in terms of attack and killing, but at this moment, he is bent on entangling Xia Wuzheng with the artistic conception of the stick method, and at the same time slowly concocting Xia Wuzheng with the artistic conception of flames.

Indeed, the flames filled the past. Xia Wuzheng was impacted, and his offensive was suddenly much weaker. The hearts of those who are indisputable in the summer are beating wildly.

In the Zhuyuan Building, Xia Jin's expression changed, and he couldn't help but look at the Duke of Dongyuan: "Prince, it seems that this Junhe is going to win." ”

The Duke of Dongyuan smiled, glanced at Xu Chuan, who was just watching the artistic conception duel, without the slightest distraction, and said softly: "It's too early to say victory at this time." ”

Xia Jin was silent, and didn't say more, watching the duel intently.

……

The people around were terrified.

Xia Wuzheng's face was calm, and even though the flames invaded, his sword skills were not chaotic at all, and he continued to attack and kill Jun He. Every time he slashes, he will break the flames, reduce his own impact damage, and his power is slightly weaker, but he still surpasses Junhe in attack and killing.

Jun He tried his best to resist, his original plan was to attack with the artistic conception of the flame and defend the artistic conception of the stick method, which was an excellent plan, but I didn't expect it... Xia Wuzheng's knife technique is really outrageous, and the opponent's use of artistic conception and the stability of his mood have also reached a terrifying level, even under the impact of his flame artistic conception, the power of attack and killing still surpasses him by nearly two percent!

Just these two percent are the last straw that pushed him to a desperate situation faster than his flame artistic conception impact.

In the blue area, the flames tried their best to invade the blood-red area, and the blood-red light area also continued to fight back, and finally...

A knife slashed, this knife Jun He did not block, a large area of blue faded instantly, a mistake, and then a continuous number of knife lights......

Wow.

In an instant, the blood-red True Yuan Ray area flooded the entire blue area. Jun He looked at Xia Wuzheng opposite with an unwilling face.

He lost...

It's just a little bit of a stretch.

"If my flame artistic conception is two points stronger, he will lose today."

And watching the battle on the lakeside, there was a cheer for Xia Wuzheng's victory, and Junhe's unwillingness to beat his chest and feet, just a little, almost a little, it was Junhe who won.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if Jun He can hold on for a while, he will lose without a fight."

In the Zhuyuan Building, the flower path people and Wushi are all relieved and won! They really didn't see the wrong person, this indisputable son's sword art and artistic conception were really good. Although it was a thrilling win, it still won after all.

"Xia Wuzheng or did he win?" Xia Jin breathed a sigh of relief. He pressed Xia Wuzheng more, of course, he still hoped that Xia Wuzheng would win.

"It's amazing, the heir of King Xian is really good." The face of the Duke of Dongyuan did not show the slightest resentment at losing the spirit stone, but was full of admiration.

The rest of them won the spirit stone, but in order to give him face, they also praised Jun He for being very good.

Xu Chuan smiled, looking at Xia Wuzheng who was leaving in the distance, but his eyes were a little heavy.

Winning is winning, but winning is hard.

This is Xia Wuzheng's strength? This strength in the face of the wilderness...

Xu Chuan didn't feel the slightest chance of winning, but luck judged that Xia Wuzheng could win... How to win?

On the boat.

Dahuang Yu sat behind the desk, eating grilled fish, while watching the artistic conception duel outside, Xia Wuzheng won, he just smiled slightly.

"Not bad."

The girl who poured wine for him on the side listened to his admiration, and now the girl didn't know that the Great Wilderness Emperor was also involved in the Linglong Artistic Conception Bureau, and said with a smile: "The son of Wuchang is famous, and he is really extraordinary." ”

"Oh? Do you think he's awesome? "The Great Wilderness Royal Road.

Kou'er's beautiful eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Of course, it's not as good as Big Brother Dahuang." ”

"Haha, that's nature." The Great Wilderness Yu smiled.

Although there is no need to win the Linglong fairy clothes to give to Princess Miaoyin, with his temperament, since he has participated in the Linglong Artistic Conception Bureau, of course he must go all out and be the strongest!

The indisputable prince won, and the next thing is the song and dance prepared by the seven pavilions on the third floor, and the audience enjoys the dance music.

Xu Chuan walked down the Zhuyuan Building. Before he went out, a fragrant wind hit in front of him, and he saw a slender beauty wearing a sky-blue magic weapon dress, with a thin veil on her face and a smile in her eyes, standing in front of her.

The crescent moon had been waiting in front of the warm pavilion on the first floor. As soon as he saw Xu Chuan, he immediately greeted him with a light smile on his face, and said in a unique sweet voice: "My lord, the servant has collected some rare wines and made a few dishes, please enter the pavilion to taste it to show the servant's gratitude." ”

Xu Chuan couldn't help but smile and said, "What else do you thank?" ”

"The maid followed the adult's bet, but won a lot of spirit stones, of course I have to thank you." Crescent Moon said.

Before Xu Chuan could speak this time, a crisp voice sounded on the side: "Donkey, the princess has also prepared wine and food, and is waiting outside." ”

But it was Yin Xing who interjected.

The crescent moon red silk lake danced and offered wine to Xu Chuan in public, and her posture was very low, although it was in the name of repaying her kindness, but if this woman's posture was average, it would be fine, but this great beauty was the charm of the Oiran Sheng, she just stood there and could make I don't know how many dignitaries and nobles were fascinated by it, and her posture was so low in front of Xu Chuan...

Yin Xing didn't doubt Xu Chuan's determination, she didn't believe that her colt would not be tempted by others!

Joke... This kind of beauty who can't help but be moved even when she sees her daughter's house, it would be strange if a man was not moved. can be used as the personal maid of Princess Miaoyin, Yin Xing is absolutely the same enemy as his own princess, so he is very wary of this crescent moon.

Xu Chuan didn't know what they were thinking, he wouldn't think that Princess Miaoyin was jealous anyway, but in his heart, the option of "taking the initiative to approach and form a partner" had already made Xu Chuan understand a lot of things, but...

Xu Chuan didn't have the mind to do this, since he didn't, it was better to take the initiative to keep some distance.

So Xu Chuan smiled when he heard this: "Miss Yue's heart is understood by the official." It's just that the family is waiting, so they don't stay long. ”

The meaning is very clear, his wife told him to go home, and he didn't drink much wine. Yin Xing glanced at the crescent moon proudly.

"Hmm...... Then I... Then I'll invite you next time. The crescent moon was not entangled, and said with a light smile.

Xu Chuan and Yin Xing walked out of Zhuyuan Building, and the crescent moon bowed to see each other.

Wait until they get on board.

The little maid beside the crescent moon said, "Princess Miaoyin looks at Xu Juma so closely." ”

Crescent Moon smiled slightly, and there was a sly light in her smile: "I heard that Princess Miaoyin is obsessed with cultivation and has not had a deep contact with the relationship between men and women, so it is inevitable that she will suffer from gains and losses." ”

The little maid followed the crescent moon, like a sister, she naturally knew the crescent moon's thoughts clearly, looking at her own young lady's moth-like appearance, she couldn't help but say: "The princess is a princess after all, and she should look at her own man tightly, if the young lady is too close to Xu Fuma... It's not right after all. ”

Yue'er didn't hear what she said at all, looked at the distant ships, and said with a smile: "But unfortunately, this princess doesn't know that even if a man attaches great importance to love and righteousness, that heart can't be tethered, the tighter the tie, the more he wants to run out, hehe......"

The little maid held her forehead.

It's over, and her young lady has gone crazy.

……

In the exquisite cabin on the Red Silk Lake, Xu Chuan, Princess Miaoyin, Zhu Yuanziyu and Xia Wuzheng sat opposite each other. Congratulations for Xia Wuzheng to win the duel of Jun He.

Although Xu Chuan was worried about the showdown between Xia Wuzheng and Huang in the end, he naturally would not pour cold water at this time. After three rounds of wine, the dishes were almost eaten, Princess Miaoyin and Zhu Yuanziyu saw the vendors selling magic weapons and jewelry in the distance, and went to the shore to play, while Xu Chuan and Xia Wuzheng sat on the bow of the boat blowing the night breeze.

Not far away, several monks seemed to be from the military guards, and they were discussing the demon disaster of Xiamingguan.

"These monsters, pervasive, wantonly invade my border passes, I heard that this time more than a dozen cave masters of the seventy-nine caves and the demon king of the evil insect mountain have joined forces, these damn monsters, mixed into my Great Xia, do not show the demonic energy, no one can detect it."

"But no, alas, this time thanks to the help of King Yan Ming, the army under the command of King Yan is strong, and the situation is under control."

"King Yun also contributed a lot."

"I heard that the people of Huoyun Dao went to kill the enemy, but they were forced to retreat by the six-headed Jindan bear demon, and they abandoned the people in one place, turned around and fled."

"That's the Six Saints of Kumagaya, and it's amazing. Alas, don't talk about that, come, drink. ”

The capital is prosperous, the border is far away, even if there is already blood, you can still live a chic life here.

But there are people with lofty ideals who are worried about the country and the people.

"After the Linglong Artistic Conception Bureau, I will go for a walk outside the Blood Yang Pass." Xia Wuzheng suddenly sent a message to Xu Chuan.

"Oh?" Xu Chuan looked at him, and Xia Wuzheng's firm eyes made him slightly awe-inspiring. But Xia Wuzheng followed the second sentence, which made Xu Chuan directly stunned.

"Also, my artistic conception has broken through the fifth layer. I'm going to make a lot of money with spirit stones, are you interested? ”