Chapter 302: The Calm Before the Storm
Silver Hammer nodded heavily, and didn't forget to pat Qin Xuan's ass, "That Ning Fengzhi has always been at odds with my Martial Spirit Palace, and according to his subordinates, he must have had to invite him because he was afraid of His Majesty the Pope." ”
"I'll leave that at that." Qin Xuan said: "According to the meaning of this seat, you will go to the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect to participate in Ning Fengzhi's wedding on behalf of my Martial Spirit Palace. ”
"Obey the Pope's Crown." Silver Hammer didn't think much about it, he just went to the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, and he wouldn't encounter any danger at all.
Even, if he really encountered any danger, Ning Fengzhi had to protect him in turn.
No matter what, he is also a Title Douluo Elder of the Martial Spirit Palace.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect couldn't withstand the wrath of the Martial Spirit Palace.
Qin Xuan returned to the papal throne and added, "By the way, bring something back from the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect." I think you also know that my Martial Spirit Hall is full of talents, but there is only a lack of a decent auxiliary soul master. ”
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?" Silver Hammer's voice trembled a little, but it was also a little excited. Isn't this just a copy of the breeding plan?
If he can win the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul for the Martial Spirit Palace, wouldn't it be a great achievement?
"I heard that Ning Fengzhi just gave birth to a little daughter a few days ago, so you know what this seat means." Qin Xuan said with a blank eye.
The silver hammer arched his hand, with a flattering smile on his face, "The lowly position understands, the lowly position understands, and it will definitely live up to the trust of the Pope." ”
"That seat is waiting for the good news of Elder Silver Hammer here." Qin Xuan said with a smile.
Silverhammer secretly breathed a sigh of relief, replied respectfully, and turned to leave the chamber. It wasn't until he walked out of the hall that he realized that his clothes were soaked with sweat.
As an actual participant and witness in the extermination of Haotian Sect, he knew Qin Xuan's iron and bloody hand. But I didn't expect that I would come out alive. It seems that the new pope really let himself go.
The silver hammer is out. Only Qin Xuan, Bibi Dong, and Lingkite were left in the meeting hall.
The three of them smiled at each other, and looked again at the place where the silver hammer had disappeared, as if they were looking at a dead man.
Seven days later, Ning Fengzhi's wedding was held as scheduled.
In the Great Hall of the Seven Treasures.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo, who were dressed in a red wedding suit, were in the hall, greeting the guests who participated in his wedding banquet.
The Seven Treasure Liuli Sect is lit up everywhere, with flowers and red lanterns everywhere. Tables full of fresh fruit around. The castle is full of people, brass drums, and firecrackers.
Although the scale of the wedding is not as good as Qin Xuan's two times, it is not far behind in terms of grandeur. There are not too many restrictions, and almost all the large and small sects in the Douluo Continent have been invited. In addition, there were two empires, as well as envoys and representatives sent by some principalities.
From this, it can be seen that the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect has an influence in the Douluo Continent.
"Sect Master Ning, congratulations."
Still wearing the delicate black slim robe, the fluffy black feather shawl showed the graceful and arrogant character, and the ink crow greeted Ning Fengzhi with a smile.
On his side, on his side, was a middle-aged man with a slightly gray beard and sunken eyes, looking forty or fifty years old, obviously overindulged. It was none other than Prince Snow Star.
Prince Xuexing has always been very polite to Ning Fengzhi, and he didn't be polite to Ning Fengzhi, standing beside Mo Crow, with a proud face on his face, showing a high-spirited look, "Congratulations, Sect Master Ning, this is the wedding gift that my imperial brother specially ordered me to send you." ”
"President Crow and Your Majesty are so polite. Uncle Jian, you bring Mo Crow Douluo and Prince Xuexing to the seat. Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.
"President Ink Crow, Prince Snow Star, please!" Sword Douluo said.
"Sword Douluo, please!"
"Please!"
Today is a day of great joy, and Ning Fengzhi didn't bother with Prince Xuexing, if he really cared, he would have been annoyed to death. The best way to deal with such a person is to ignore it, and the more you care, the more energetic he becomes.
The only thing that made him melancholy was that he hadn't seen anyone from the Soul Master Guild headquarters send someone to him until now. You know, he sent out two invitations.
Sword Douluo led the two of them to the banquet in the middle of the hall and sat down. These tables are filled with representatives of the Upper Three Sects and the Two Great Empires. The lower four sects, along with some principality representatives, as well as the sects with Contra, were arranged to feast on the other side.
Among them, in the upper three sects, Ning Fengzhi only invited the Blue Electric Overlord Sect, and the Elephant Armor Sect that gave the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect stumbling everywhere, Ning Fengzhi did not invite. And he has never regarded the Elephant Armor Sect as a three-sect.
After the guests of the three sects and the two empires arrived, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo still did not return to their seats. It's not to greet those who are under the four sects and the principalities.
Instead, they are waiting, this wedding, the most important, and also the most feared guest of honor - Wuhun Palace.
A moment later, the man came.
Two came, Silver Hammer Douluo and the Platinum Bishop Salas of the Heaven Dou Empire's Martial Soul Temple.
When they saw that Qin Xuan hadn't come, both Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But before they could be happy, a rough laugh attracted the attention of all the guests present: "Haha. Sect Master Ning, newlywed Yan'er, congratulations."
Hu Yanzhen, the sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, who was more than two meters five tall and stronger than an ox, strode over with a few disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect, he first said hello to Silver Hammer and Salas in a friendly manner, and then stood at the door of the main hall, the whole person was like a mountain, almost blocking the passage.
"Hu Yanzhen, it seems that our Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect didn't invite you." Bone Douluo squinted his eyes and said to Hu Yanzhen, his tone was quite unkind.
"Oh, who should I be? It turned out to be a complete Douluo who was abolished by my master mother and had one eye and one leg broken. Disrespectful and disrespectful, some time ago, the sect didn't compete with the crown, it's a pity, but considering that today is the marriage of Sect Master Ning, this seat will not care about you. ”
Hu Yanzhen didn't mean to put Gu Rong in his eyes at all, he just glanced at him lightly, and then said to Ning Fengzhi: "Sect Master Ning, this seat remembers that you often take the three sects with the same qi and branches, and hang them on your lips, now our Elephant Armor Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect are both the top three sects, you shouldn't welcome it." ”
"You" Gu Rong was extremely angry, and wanted to shake his hands with Huyan, but was stopped by Ning Fengzhi.
"How can it be, as we all know, who doesn't know that your Huyan Sect Master has recognized the Pope's crown as Lord. As the so-called dog beating depends on the owner, how can Fengzhi not get along with the Pope's crown. He said to Hu Yanzhen with a smile, his words were quite sarcastic, and he said, "Sect Master Huyan, please." ”
Who knew that Hu Yanzhen didn't secretly play his cards, "It's not that you won't, but you don't dare, looking at the entire continent, who doesn't know that you, Sect Master Ning, are afraid of my master." In front of my master, you are like a clown who jumps off the beam, no difference, no matter what, today this seat will not care about you for the sake of my master's face. Elder Silverhammer, Bishop Salas. Please. ”
ps: First update.
(End of chapter)