Zhao Rong put down his wine glass and looked at Lin Wenruo, who was contemplating slightly.

Zhao Rong wanted to explore this question for a long time.

Finally, Lin Wenruo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly spoke:

"I don't know much about the Elector of the Terran Race, after all, the thing that our hundred monks are most concerned about is the contention of the sons of the Jixia School Palace, which is related to the continuation of the Dao system, so I rarely hear about the Elector of the Terran Race in the academy. ”

"And the legendary nine elector families are all ancient families that have been inherited for thousands of years, and some of them even existed when Emperor Xuan did not lead the human race to the Xuanhuang realm, and most of them are extremely low-key, heh, if I hadn't read "Emperor Xuan's Law", I wouldn't have known that there were nine electors, because in the news circulating on the mountain, I had only heard the names of a few existing ones. ”

"Well, back to your question, Ziyu, I'm lucky that the Elector of Fuyao happens to be one of the few I know. ”

"At present, the situation in the Electoral Mansion of Fuyao, to sum up, is four words. ”

Lin Wenruo glanced at the Zhao family disciple in front of him, and gently spit out four words in his mouth.

"Extremely bad. ”

"How bad?"

"Destroy the door. ”

"What?"

"Kundu Fuyao Elector's Mansion was destroyed, to be precise, the descendants of the main lineage of the Fuyao Zhao family are all dead, but it is no different from being destroyed, an ancient family that has been inherited for 70,000 years, and it has fallen like this. ”

"Such a family can say no, no. Lin Wenruo shook his head, took a sip of wine, and sighed a little, "Alas, the ancestor of the Zhao clan, but the ancient sword immortal who can slash the ancient saint Kunpeng with a sword is the glory of the human race's sword cultivation and the pride of the Xuanhuang human race." ”

Zhao Rong's brows furrowed slightly, and he was interrupted just as he wanted to speak.

"Wait, hiss. ”

Lin Wenruo suddenly thought of something, raised his head and said: "I heard rumors on the mountain, it seems that there is a bloodline that escaped and disappeared. ”

"I just don't know if it's true or not, because I can't find the body. ”

Zhao Rong's eyebrows, thought about it, and asked from the beginning, "Which force was the Fuyao Hou Mansion destroyed?"

"Where else can it be, the ancient demons in the Demon Desolation Gate they guard, it can't be done by the forces within our human race, what is the existence of the Elector? Dare to do something to him, it is to despise the supreme law of the human race, the Xuandi Law...... Hey, no, Ziyu, listening to your question, I think it's a little possible. ”

"Although the forces within the human race can't do it openly, they can secretly stumble and help those ancient demons in the door to make knives, after all, they should be the most hated existence of the Zhao clan in the world. ”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, he was resourceful and calculating, and he had done a lot of things to kill people with a knife, and he instantly felt that the destruction of the Fuyao Elector's Mansion might not be as simple as it seemed.

Only after a moment, he shook his head, dispelling the thoughts.

"Whether it's or not, it's not something we can do to interfere, or even think about it. This is the Sword Immortal Elector's Mansion, the forces that can have grievances with them and have the ability to attack, at least the position is comparable, it is the top handful of existences of the human race, I don't know how deep the water behind this is, even if an ordinary Seventh Realm monk is involved, it is estimated that he will die without scum. ”

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, and then continued to speak, "When was the Fuyao Hou Mansion destroyed?"

"Seventeen years ago. ”

The ordinary Confucian pursed his lips.

"How the hell was it destroyed?"

"I don't know the specifics, I only know that it's the hand of the ancient demon. ”

"What about Kundu, what is the situation, did the ancient demon inside the gate capture Kundu?"

"That's not it, they were suppressed and went back, rest assured, the gate of the demon desolation should be fine, when the Fuyao Elector's Mansion was there, it was an absolute advantage, and after the accident seventeen years ago, the Tai'a Sword Pavilion and the Mo family, who were good friends with the Fuyao Elector's Mansion, temporarily took over Kundu, and over the years, I haven't heard of any storms in the door. ”

When Zhao Rong heard this, he put down the wine glass in his hand, "That unknown lineage, is it a man or a woman?"

Lin Wenruo couldn't help but glance at Zhao Rong, "I don't know men and women, when the Fuyao Hou Mansion was destroyed, this person had just been born, and I only knew that the old Fuyao Hou named this grandchild ...... Zhao Qingyi. ”

Zhao Rong lowered his head slightly, staring at the empty wine glass on the table, and his voice was deep: "I heard that every Elector has an Elector Sword, is it in Zhao Qingyi?"

Lin Wenruo raised his eyebrows, he didn't know why he would ask such a question, carefully studied Zhao Rong's expression, and then looked at the empty wine glass he was staring at.

"I don't know, but the Elector Sword of Fuyao did disappear in that accident, and I'm sure of that, because this incident made a big fuss. ”

"The nine Elector Swords, each of which is not lower than the rank of the Holy Soldier, and symbolizes the authority of the Elector of the Terran Race, which is of great significance, and is a heavy weapon of the Terran Race. Some people say that it was taken away by Zhao Qingyi, others say that it was stolen by ancient demons, and some even say that the sword has been destroyed...... Tai'a Sword Pavilion and the Mo family have been trying their best to find it, and even the Mo family giants have personally gone to the Demon Desolation Gate, but they still haven't found it. ”

"This Elector Sword and Zhao Qingyi disappeared together, where are the two, or whether they still exist, is still a mystery. ”

The young Confucian asked another question that Lin Wenruo didn't expect, "Fuyao Emperor Elector Sword, what is the name of the sword?"

The elder Confucian shook his head, "I don't know, the real names of the nine Elector Swords are all secrets, and they have long disappeared in the long river of history." ”

Suddenly, Lin Wenruo carefully looked up and down at Zhao Rong, who was wearing a cyan Confucian shirt, leaned forward slightly, the corners of his mouth outlined a curved arc, and squinted:

"Ziyu is seventeen this year. ”

The young Confucian suddenly lifted the flask and put half a glass of wine into the cup, without saying a word.

"I see that Ziyu often wears a sword painted with the pattern of the Heavenly Destiny Xuanyu. ”

The young Confucian took off the sword from his waist and rested it on the table, continuing to be silent, staring down at the wine glass.

"Ziyu shouldn't ...... It's Zhao Qingyi. ”

The young Confucian scholar's restrictive eyelids lifted slightly, revealing more clean eyes, and a half-full wine glass was reflected in the clear pupils, and a calm face was hidden in the clear sake in the glass.

The long Confucian smiled and stared inexplicably.

The young Confucian was expressionless and silent.

At this time.

Inside the cabin, everything seemed to stand still, except for the swaying water in the wine glass.

The space is dreary and the atmosphere is eerie.

Outside, the sound of Su Xiaoxiao paddling barefoot came from the bow of the boat.

It's close, but it's far away.

At a certain moment, the young Confucian was vivid, his left hand was as fast as lightning and grabbed the sword left by his mother, raised his eyebrows horizontally, held the handle in his right hand, and unsheathed it three inches.

On the body of the sword like a mirror, there are four eyes at this moment, one on one side and one pair, which seem to be looking directly at each other through the sword body.

Suddenly, the cabin was dark, and the sword was sheathed.

Zhao Rong casually threw the sword to Lin Wenruo and nodded.

He said seriously: "Sure enough, with your wisdom, I still can't hide it from you." ”

"I don't pretend, I have a showdown, I am Zhao Qingyi. ”

Zhao Rong tilted his head and spread his hands.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

"Flutter!"

"Haha!"

I don't know who broke the gong first, and the two laughed one after another.

Lin Wenruo didn't check the Wen Jian, and handed it back directly.

Zhao Rong took it and put it aside casually.

After a while, Lin Wenruo said with a serious face:

"Ziyu, you must not make this joke outside in the future, because there are many forces looking for this Zhao Qingyi, whether it is the former enemy or ally of the Zhao family, once they find it before they grow up, the fate of this person is either death, or life is worse than death. ”

Suddenly, he leaned forward and emphasized again, "Neither former enemies nor allies can be trusted!"

Then, his upper body leaned forward and returned to its original state, but his tone was still serious, "So Ziyu must not touch the slightest trace of this person, otherwise the slightest suspicion will bring about murder, remember, remember." ”

Zhao Rong nodded and said softly: "Recently, Sikou Mansion has blocked more than a dozen countries north of Zhishui Country, is it because of this Zhao Qingyi. ”

Lin Wenruo thought for a while, "The cause of this incident is that the Zhao clan of Anling Kingdom was exterminated by the Great Demon, this kind of thing has been uncommon in these years, there are all continents, and at first there was a heated discussion on the mountain whether some forces were looking for Zhao Qingyi, but later they became accustomed to it." ”

"And every once in a while there will be rumors of Zhao Qingyi's appearance, the most recently, I remember that it was in July last year, there was a sixteen-year-old Zhao boy in Nanxiaoyao Island who claimed to be Zhao Qingyi, as for what happened later, I don't know, no news came out again. ”

"So whether it's Zhao Qingyi or not, who knows, everyone is not surprised by this. ”

"However, you Zhao side branches, it has been really difficult over the years, but Ziyu doesn't have to worry, as long as you don't get involved in this matter, you can study with peace of mind, Ziyu follows Confucianism, and the future will definitely be bright. ”

After that, the two continued to drink, but at a certain moment, Zhao Rong's expression moved slightly, because he opened his mouth.

"You don't have to guess, whether you are Zhao Qingyi or not, this seat is not sure, but Fu Ya is not the Elector Hou Sword, and neither is your Wen Sword, because the sword body of the Elector Hou Sword will be engraved with his real name. ”

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, but before he could ask, it had already spoken, revealing that extremely secret real name.

"It's called...... It's too wild. ”