Ling Ruoyu didn't know why this majesty's aunt looked at him so meaningfully...

Others are very fond of me. The people who hate Ye Wuming the most are Aunt Jiuyou and Aunt Piaomiao, but they are both very kind to me. After all, they have a share in shaping the galaxy into Ling Ruoyu, so they have the guts to look at their own masterpieces.

I mean, they are quite kind when we get along with each other. Even if I mutter to Ye Wuming in my heart, I will not take it out on the juniors. It would be a shame to lose the demeanor of their top demon gods.

Only this His Majesty looked like he was looking at the mistress.

The situation did not allow Ling Ruoyu to analyze His Majesty's aunt's attitude. No matter what position she held within the family, to others, the prestige of the Empress of the Han Dynasty, which had dominated the world for thirty years, was no joke. No one dared to be presumptuous in front of her.

, Xia Chichi's arrival instantly brought the situation under order and control. There was a complete silence in the place, and everyone was waiting for her to take charge.

Xia Chichi stood on the city gate tower, scanning the scene below with a faint gaze, focusing on Zhao Changhe who was hiding in the crowd, and finally said: "The little girl today is so energetic...I was here here back then.

When I was young, I relied on the Four Elephants Holy Cult and the support of the Reverend Suzaku, but I still lived a cautious and cautious life. Today's young people don't know whose influence they are relying on."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

This is so provocative...

Just secretly rub it in the yin and yang, your backer is big, Ye Wumingyue Hongling is more powerful than Suzaku, Aunt Suzaku, who came back by boat together before, didn't know how she felt after hearing this.

Others could not understand the connotation, so some flattered him: "Your Majesty was born in troubled times, and the great Han Dynasty was in peace and prosperity under your Majesty's rule. The little girl today is able to survive the wind and rain. This is the result of your Majesty's contribution to the tree planted by the predecessors."

"

Cui Yuanyang's head poked out from Xia Chichi's side.

The flatterer immediately added: "Ah, of course it is also the contribution of King Zhao and Mr. Cui."

Xia Chichi glanced at him and smiled kindly: "Shilang Dai said it very well. Go back and copy the laws of Han Dynasty three times."

Dai Shilang: "?"

Everyone knows that His Majesty loves to punish people for copying books. I don’t know what kind of bad luck this is. There is no way that the unofficial rumors about King Zhao’s dirty palace and His Majesty and the Queen Mother and his daughter serving together are actually somewhat true.

Bar?

It seems that with the current control of the imperial court, it can't even suppress such wild history. Isn't it a bit...

Xia Chichi coughed dryly and said calmly: "Even if you don't have to go through the wind and rain, you can survive it... Just a few days ago, Miss Ling went south with her sword, and fought twenty or thirty battles in one day. It was a bit reckless, but it was also

He is quite like King Zhao, and his current challenge seems arrogant, but it is also the first of its kind set by King Zhao, so he should not be blamed."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Are you scolding me?

Xia Chichi continued: "Miss Ling's meritorious service in protecting the sword should be commended. Regardless of the capital or the region, they are my people after all. The people of the capital should be magnanimous. Since the little girl challenges the capital, you all should respond with strength.

This is a rare story in today's world. Don't rely on more to win, as it will ruin the style of a warrior."

The emperor did not blame the offence, but commended him for his skill in protecting the sword. However, there was no actual reward when he commended him. He only maintained justice in the world and did not let more win the day. Everyone at the city gate listened and did not know whether the emperor was praising him or not. He was really a king.

Unpredictable.

But the tone has finally been set, and I really plan to see this little girl challenge the Gyeonggi People's List on her own.

Huang Youde then said: "The sword has no eyes, if it is injured..."

Xia Chichi glanced at him: "I will protect you and don't hurt others."

I secretly thought in my heart that this is to protect you. You are my people after all, and you cannot be killed casually. If you were like you back then, you would be fed to the galaxy... I can only say that you are the ones who are protected from the wind and rain.

On the contrary, Zhao is practicing baby training.

Huang Youde didn't know that His Majesty had so many dramas in his heart. He felt a little regretful when he heard this. He turned to Ling Ruoyu and said: "Miss Ling, you must know that there are mountains beyond the mountains. The heroes of the capital are not known to you, a little girl. I will teach you a lesson today."

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Ling Ruoyu watched the show for a long time and analyzed her aunt's attitude towards him for a long time. She secretly thought that she could finally do something serious, so she didn't say much and directly responded: "Please."

Xia Chichi curled her lips. This was not only Ye Wuming's fault, but her posture, demeanor, movements and tone were too Yue Hongling...

I really want to bully her.

"Choke!" Huang Youde drew his sword and pointed: "Miss Ling, please draw your sword."

Ling Ruoyu's gaze, which had always been dull and almost profound, suddenly became sharp, and he said calmly: "There is no need to draw your sword against Your Excellency."

Xia Chichi: "?"

Very good, you can pretend well. Master Qi and Daddy have not taught you anything else, but they have taught you how to pretend.

Huang Youde over there was already trembling with anger: "Then your journey of challenge ends here!"

"Whoosh!" The sword light came with movement.

Zhao Changhe took out the gourd and took a sip of wine.

When he raised his neck, the sword light reached Ling Ruoyu's throat. Ling Ruoyu's body swayed slightly, his steps stumbled, and his right hand holding the scabbard suddenly moved.

"Choke!" Half of the long sword popped out, and the hilt hit Huang Youde's wrist accurately. Huang Youde clearly watched her movements, and the trajectory was clear, but strangely, it was as if he was sent to the door, and the wrist was hit without any suspense.

The long sword fell to the ground with a tingling sound.

Ling Ruoyu's sword fell back into its sheath, and Huang Youde's long sword fell to the ground. The voices of both sides sounded almost at the same time. At the same time, Zhao Changhe's gourd returned to its position.

Huang Youde covered his sore and numb wrist in shock and looked at the sword that fell to the ground. He still doesn't understand how he was hit.

There was silence in the place, staring blankly at the upright girl.

In the battle of Renbang, the sword was not even drawn, and the winner was decided with only half a move. This can hardly be called a battle of Renbang, and the Earthbang torturing Renbang is nothing more than that, right?

People can't even understand the whole story of this battle. The movements are very clear and there is nothing mysterious about it, but why can't Huang Youde, who seems to be quite powerful, not be able to break such a simple attack by Ling Ruoyu?

Xia Chichi asked Cui Yuanyang next to her in a low voice: "This routine of predicting the opponent's sword path, as if letting the opponent bump into him, is Yue Hongling's new creation? This is not her style."

Cui Yuanyang said leisurely: "No, we have seen her practice swordsmanship in the past two days. It is not this kind of routine... It is said that when she went south, Brother Zhao taught her by pretending to be a pig. I think she not only used her eyesight to predict this time, but also

It involves a small amount of time and space. Otherwise, if you just predict the path of the sword, a warrior of the opponent's level will not be completely unable to deal with it."

Xia Chichi was silent for a moment: "Although the secret has been linked to heaven and earth, it is still difficult to use time and space..."

"So she is Xinghe... Although she has not used Xinghe's ability, her innate intention is her biggest cheat, and ordinary people cannot fight against her. All she needs now is experience, a lot of actual combat experience."

Xia Chichi nodded and announced: "Ling Ruoyu wins this battle. Who else wants to challenge?"

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Originally, a sixteen-year-old girl rushed to the capital to talk shamelessly, and the men in the capital thought she was here for abuse. Now they realized that this was a person recognized by the Troubled Times, and she still fought her way across the canal.

He came from Qianlong No. 1, so he has the qualifications to be crazy.

Ling Ruoyu suddenly drew his sword at this time, and the sword was like a dragon: "Is there any other hero who wants to teach me?"

The breeze blows, and the long hair is flying.

"It doesn't hurt to be sparse, it doesn't matter to be crazy...it's exactly the same as her father was in the capital." In the distance, Huangfu Qing wore a red bird mask and stood at the top of the city, his eyes full of nostalgia.

After a long while, no one responded. Xia Chichi showed a smile and nodded at the Minister Dai: "Is Minister Dai thirty on the list?"

"Well, back to Your Majesty, I am now twenty-nine on the list. I was replaced two days ago."

"Then you go."

"ah?"

"Why, because your ranking is lower, you don't dare to challenge someone with a higher ranking? If Han Wufeng has fallen like this, it will not be far away."

Dai Shilang immediately said: "I don't mean that, so go ahead."

Xia Chichi pointed to the left and right again: "You, you, and you are all on the list, go ahead."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Dai Shilang didn't want to go before, mainly because it was so easy for an official to go down and compete with a little folk girl. It would be fine if he won, but it would be ugly if he lost. But now His Majesty means to send the imperial court in person.

The official went to give the little girl a test.

Your Majesty, are you really not afraid of losing the prestige of the imperial court?

Cui Yuanyang said with a smile: "What's your expression? This is our Jade Agent of the Demon Suppressing Department. The imperial court wins anyway, so go ahead."

"..."

The three people had just jumped down from the top of the city, and the sword light flashed in front of them. Dai Shilang, who came down first, had already retreated in embarrassment, and had not taken three moves from Ling Ruoyu's sword.

At any rate, his performance was better than the previous performance of the 20th, and he did not lose the face of the court. Xia Chichi did not feel dissatisfied and said with a smile: "It's not bad, there will be a reward. There is no need to copy the Han Dynasty law three times."

Dai Shilang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He turned around and saw that the three colleagues who had just left the stage had been swept away by Ling Ruoyu's sword: "You all can come together."

Xia Chichi's smile was a little stiff. "Smelly girl, are you pretending that your aunt's court doesn't want to lose face?"

The three officials all looked back at the emperor with some help, waiting for instructions. Xia Chichi nodded with a straight face: "Since it was her request, let's go together."

The people of the capital were lucky enough to witness a group of famous warriors from the imperial court besieging a sixteen-year-old girl. Among them was one who was ranked twelfth and taller than Ling Ruoyu. What was shocking was that they actually fought for a long time with three enemies against one.

No less.

Cui Yuanyang deflected: "With three against one, we can set a time. If Miss Ling survives for a certain period of time, she will win."

Xia Chichi nodded: "My love, what you said makes sense, just give me a stick of incense. Come, take my Qinglong Sacred Incense."

After a while, a giant incense stick with a diameter of half a foot and a height of ten feet stood at the top of the city.

"Pfft..." Zhao Changhe spit out a mouthful of wine.
To be continued...