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That kind of feeling, like recalling a certain story, had a sense of vicissitudes, but the eyes of Prince Li were too muddy to make people always know what he was thinking. This article was first published by 　　

But one thing, civil and military officials can be sure.

That is, Prince Li's sudden entry into the Jin Luan Temple is definitely not a coincidence, let alone Chi Guyan standing beside him, the top of the Ssangyong Chi Chiyan.

Will Chi Guyan walk into the Jin Luan Hall for no reason?

of course not.

For the past year, Chi Guyan has been far away from the court, not to ask about the world, but is hidden in the Tiandao Pavilion. It has only suddenly been down the mountain in recent months, and he has never stepped into the court.

Then, the sudden arrival of Prince Li and Chi Guyan is naturally for this sword on the ground.

It is just this emperor of the Holy Spirit, how can he solve this competition?

After hearing the words of Prince Li, Sheng Shanglin Mubai nodded gently, and then he fell silent. Of course, he could see the purpose of Prince Li and Chi Guyan coming here.

However, as an emperor, he does not need to guess what method Prince Li will use to solve this problem, he just needs to nod or shake his head.

Because he is an emperor, and the supremacy of an emperor is a decision.

Prince Li looked at the sword. Of course, he would not let Sheng Shang Lin Mubai wait too long. After glancing at the unmarked sword, he opened his mouth, but his tone seemed to be self-talking.

"Good sword, really a good sword. Is this the sword in the world of the Holy Heaven? The sword belongs to the heavenly **** of war? The old man has been idle in the house these days, listening to some slaves talking about it. I took the sword, but I didn’t expect to see it in the Golden Luan Hall today. I could see it with my own eyes, yes, yes..." Prince Li was praising the sword, but his steps were still not moving.

The civil and military officials listened to what Prince Li said to himself, wondering what was meant by Prince Li's words? Does Prince Li want this sword too?

Above Chaotang, still calm. With the exception of Prince Li, no one spoke again.

Then, Prince Li started talking to himself again.

"The old man didn't really have any special hobbies in recent years, just like the sword. It's just that the age is too old, and I really can't walk along the way. I don't know if I can help the old man and pull out the sword. Let me see. ?" Prince Li continued.

General Jin heard this. His face turned red again, he was closest to the sword, and he was very happy to help Prince Li, but he couldn't pull it out anyway.

The other civil and military officials listened to Prince Li's words, and their thoughts turned, and finally some vaguely understood. The Prince Li really wanted to draw a sword?

Only, who will pull the sword. Prince Li did not make it clear.

This sentence starts very simple.

However, careful analysis is extremely simple. If St. Lin Mubai chooses to stand up at this time, it will be an excellent step.

In today's sacred world, personally drawing a sword for his uncle, just to let the uncle see it, this is also a piece of good news.

Not only did he preserve the dignity of the emperor, but he also brought filial piety, and he also got rid of the name of the bandit who took the sword. Manchu Wenwu also had nothing to say.

But if St. Lin Mubai does not stand up. Then only one person can draw a sword above Chaotang.

That person is Founder.

This is also an excellent step. Sheng Mu Lin Mubai prioritized filial piety, so that Fang Zhengzhi pulled out his sword and presented it to his uncle. The authority of the emperor undoubtedly revealed that the Manchu culture and martial arts were also speechless.

Regardless of the decision of St. Lin Mubai, the majesty of the emperor will only increase, but the most important thing is that there is also a problem involved in these two decisions. St. Lin Mubai wanted this sword.

I want to pull it out myself.

If you don't want it, let Founder straighten out.

The prince Li confessed to himself, gave the steps, and also threw the right of choice to St. Lin Mubai as a minister and an uncle, to do this step, it was really unprecedented.

The eyes of the civil and military officials all quietly looked at Sheng Shanglin Mubai, who was waiting for the emperor's decision.

St. Lin Mubai’s hand was gently raised, and then placed on the dragon case in front of him, calmly looked at the Wenwu Baiguan below, and then looked at the anxious end standing in front of the Wenwu Baiguan Wang Linxinjue and Crown Prince Lin Tianrong.

In the end, his eyes fell on Chi Guyan.

Chi Guyan didn't speak. From the moment she entered Jinluan Temple to the present, she didn't open her mouth. She just stood quietly beside Prince Li and gently supported Prince Li's arm.

It's like a granddaughter helping her grandfather.

However, no one dared to ignore her existence, because she is the top of the Ssangyong list, and also the owner of the Word of Heaven, then, one day, she will eventually become the existence of the world.

Chi Guyan's expression is very calm, like a windless lake, Gujing is not waved.

However, St. Lin Mubai suddenly laughed.

"Oh... Uncle wants to see the sword, why is this difficult? This is the sword that Fang Zhengzheng brought out from the world of Holy Heaven, or Fang Zhengzhi pulled it out."

In a word, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were all surprised. Most of them thought that Sheng Shang Lin Mubai would choose to draw his own sword. After all, the significance of this sword was too important.

But now it seems that the decision of St. Lin Mubai turned Fang Zheng upright.

how can that be?

No one wants to believe such a result, because this is a result that no one can imagine before today. A sword representing the will of the Holy God of War and a sword with the power to revive the country, should really be given to a Civilians who have not yet entered the DPRK? !

Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's face became a little pale at this moment. Without his words, none of these things could happen.

Fang Zhengzhi cannot insert the sword into the ground.

Then, there can be no scene of pulling a sword.

Is it a coincidence?

Or is it just a deliberate arrangement?

The cold light flashed in Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's eyes. If it was the latter, then this was an extremely terrible existence, an existence that threatened his status.

The lips of Duan Wang Lin Xinjue and Prince Lin Tianrong were both clenched at the same time. They both hung the big fight with the sword. But now, this sword that can enhance authority has fallen into the hands of a civilian?

How can they be reconciled?

Although the civil and military officials were shocked, they turned their attention to Fang Zheng.

Yan Xiu and Xing Qingsui and Nangong Mu also looked at Fang Zhengzheng, and the three nodded at Fang Zhengzhi almost at the same time.

A smile appeared on Pingyang's face, as if he saw the hope of victory.

Fang Zhengzhi was also relieved at this time. He had not been very interested in the word power. Of course, he did not intend to challenge the authority of the emperor.

His purpose is to protect the sword.

And now it seems that although he does not quite understand what is going on, but the sword seems to be possible... is it saved?

Does the emperor want to draw his own sword?

Then, the next step is relatively simple. You only need to gently pull out the sword in front of the civil and military officials, and then give it to the old man for a few moments...

Should it be over?

In this way, Fang Zhengzhen's mood is naturally very happy.

"Caomin Zunzhi!" Fang Zhengzhi gave a courtesy salute to St. Lin Mubai, and then looked at his civil and military officials, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he walked leisurely in small steps and walked slowly to the sword.

General Jin had a sense of relief at this moment. Before the square opened up, he had already stepped aside, and a pair of bear arms kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

Wen Wu Baiguan looked at Fang Zhengzhi and was about to draw his sword, his face was a bit gloomy.

A sword that could not be pulled out by them was pulled out by a fifteen-year-old civilian who had not yet entered the DPRK. This shame made their faces feel a bit hot.

Of course Fang Zhengzhi wouldn't think about it. He only knows that when it comes to the sword in his hand, is there any reason to dedicate it to others? Even if this man is the emperor, he has to give it a try.

"Pulling a sword, what a simple thing!" Fang Zhengzhi hummed Xiaoqu'er while extending a hand, gently holding it on the hilt, and then gently pulling up.

"..."

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty all looked at Fang Zhengzhi's random movements, but they were all scolding in their hearts. Can't they give themselves a face? No matter how you say it, you always have to do it?

This idea did not last long.

Because, they have discovered one thing, Fang Zhengzhi seems to be really doing.

sword……

It was not pulled out.

"Does this kid actually understand rituals?"

"No matter what, I always gave some courtesy to us courtiers."

The civil and military officials looked at Fang Zhengzheng and did not pull out the sword, and they all changed their previous views. After all, the harder Fang Zhengzhi pulled the sword, the better their face looked.

However, Fang Zhengzheng was puzzled.

In fact, he seemed relaxed and casual at this time, but he was not at all casual.

"Don't it be too tight?" Fang Zhengzheng didn't pull out the sword, didn't even think too much, just put two hands on it, and then pulled hard again.

"..."

There was no sound, only a cold wind blowing in from outside the hall.

The smile on Fang Zhengzhi's face froze in a moment, because the invisible sword in his hand was still deeply inserted on the ground~www.wuxiaspot.com~

"Can't he pull it out himself?"

"Hehe... this is impossible, because you have already recognized the Lord, how can you not pull it out?"

"It should still be doing."

The civil and military officials saw that Fang Zhengzhi still did not pull out his sword for the second time. They all talked in a whisper. They expressed their appreciation for Fang Zhengzhi's hard work.

"Fang Zhengzheng, hurry up, the grandfather is still waiting!" Pingyang looked at Fang Zhengzhi still pretending to be there, and suddenly puckered his mouth, his face uncomfortable.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't pay attention to Pingyang, he just looked at the innocent sword, a drop of cold sweat slipped on his forehead, and said that the good sword spirit recognized the Lord? Where is the trust between people?

What's special...

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