Yang Qingxi smiled and said, "The Lord of Luantai is the second palace master. Can Jiang Ning fight against her will?"

"So, the Bianzong really completely fell over? I thought you would leave a way out for yourself, or you wouldn't have to rush back over in such a hurry." Zuo Qiuting said in a tentative tone.

Yang Qingxi saw through her thoughts and did not answer her.

"Ms. Yang did not go to the seventh floor pavilion, which actually means that the Bianzong is still hesitating and wants to observe the situation again." Li Wei sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that the situation in Lizhou would have such a drastic change in just a few months. No wonder the war entered a stalemate.

He said, "What is the intention of this ashes in the West?"

"They just want to make the entire Lingxiao habitat as chaotic as possible, and then, they come to the east and annex us all. Working with them is to make a fuss with the tiger, and there will be no good ending."

These words were not what Zuo Qiu Ting and Shi Shishi said, but came from the mouth of Yang Qingxi.

Zuo Qiu Ding smiled and said, "Miss Yang has this insight?"

Yang Qingxi has always liked to hide his weaknesses, but she was aroused by her competitive spirit. So her red lips slightly raised, her sleeves waved, and she flew out a thread of magic energy.

"Crash!"

The plates, cups and bowls on the table were moving quickly. Shi Shishi's hand was very fast, but he didn't even pick up a single chopstick and looked at Yang Qingxi speechlessly.

In an instant, the dishes, wine and drinks on the table were already in the pattern of the twenty-eight states in the sky.

She stood up and said, "The area of ​​the Western Ashes is close to the Western Frontier, and the layout and infiltration are the deepest there. Ten years ago, in the Battle of Cangyuan, the imperial court's thousand-year-old powerful soldiers, Xihainu, were defeated, and Jinling participated, and then the seven states in the Western Frontier were in chaos."

"Now, after ten years of chaos and war, the population has dropped sharply by 40%, which is the most tragic among the four realms. The seven states, the two states of the imperial court, the three states of the red family, and the remaining two states belong to the Quanrong and Qurong respectively. The two thieves of the Western Rong are the area of ​​the Ashes of the Western Ashes."

"There is no doubt that the extreme western ashes intervened in the southern border this time, in order to replicate the chaos in the western border. First, support Yecheng and Sanchen Palace, use the Suzong to defeat the Jiuli tribe and occupy the entire Lizhou. Then, we will carry forces such as Coffin Mountain, Licheng, and Tianyaling to attack Zuoqiu Menting."

"When the snow sword Tangting in the northern border, the Longmen and Lei Xiao Sect in the eastern border meet at Lingxiao City, and both the imperial army is in a defeat, it is the time when Jin Ling comes to the east and burns out the twenty-eight states of Lingxiao."

Qian Yan Zhenning looked at the pattern on the table with deep and weird eyes: "Since the Ashes in the West is the enemy of the world, why are there anyone willing to be used? Why can't everyone join forces and clean them up first?"

Zuo Qiu Ding smiled sarcastically and said, "Even when the Great Palace Master was the most wise and absolutely decisive, he could not unite the power of the world to destroy the Ashes in the Western Ashes. You can see how powerful they are."

Yang Qingxi nodded: "No one would think that he is being used, he would only think that he is using the Ashes in the West and is leveraging their power to do his own business."

There was a quarrel outside the pavilion, and when I heard the shouts, it was obvious that the top masters of the court arrived.

In the south que, you can only see the sea view, but you can't see the grand occasion there.

But the Quezhong was quiet because everyone knew that the masters of the court must pass by outside. For their group of martial artists who were fake court camps, they naturally felt psychological pressure.

Zuoqiu Baiyuan had a good mentality. He filled Li Yi's wine, held a cup in his hands, and said in a flattering manner: "Brother Li, Bai Yuan would like to pay for your previous contempt."

Li Wei refused: "I never drink alcohol..."

"How can you not drink it? The fish head is facing you." Shi Shishi wanted to eat the fish head for a long time, but it was too far away to reach it.

Li Wei brought the fish to him, just as he was about to replace wine with tea, the dense footsteps and noisy conversations had already spread from the first floor to the fourth floor to the door of Zhengnan Que.

As time stopped, everyone on the table looked over, staring at it, motionless.

The leader of Fengge "Ge Xiantong", the leader of Luantai "Jiang Ning", and the leader of Lintai "Submit Ziliang", passed by the door with a large number of court masters. They were all in official robes and gorgeous clothes, with noble temperaments, with figures and footsteps in a whole lot, and the conversation was endless.

There were dozens of young masters in the army, all wearing armor, and they could feel the cold murderous aura of their bodies through the doors and windows. The waves of the tactics and ideas of the golden swords and iron horses came from their ears.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the gate of the Quefang was pushed open with a palm.

Before the outsider showed up, the surging energy rushed in.

More than a dozen young martial arts masters of the court wearing black official robes and long-winged official hats came in one after another. Half were women and half were castrated, majestic, but extremely yin.

They made way and retreated to the left and right sides.

"You go first, I'll solve some personal grudges." A familiar and beautiful voice came from outside like a heavenly sound.

Jiang Ning walked in with a heroic figure, with a white feathered magic energy on his body, his skin was filled with clouds, and his eyes were covered with three fingers of white dragon patterned dragon veil covering his beautiful eyebrows. His official robe was different from other people. He was white and dust-free, and embroidered and weaving five phoenix birds. There was a mysterious hazy feeling in his heroic spirit.

Everyone in the Que felt the unparalleled mental pressure on her body, and the people of the Bian Sect were particularly obvious.

"Yang Qingxi, why are you sitting in the fourth floor pavilion? With your cultivation..."

Jiang Ning saw Li Wei sitting next to Yang Qingxi, paused, and said in a colder tone: "You shouldn't be here."

Yang Qingxi sat in the seat, not looking at her, and sent a message with the Dharma energy: "Jiang Ning, before resolving personal grievances, you'd better think clearly that the court now needs the Bianzong, rather than forcing the Bianzong to the opposite side for a moment of speed."

Jiang Ning raised his right hand.

Immediately behind him was a female official who presented the sword to her.

"Swish!"

Jiang Ning just raised his guide sword. After the sword light poured down like a Milky Way Falls, Sheng Qingyan, who had escorted Zhuang Yue, was already separated, and his head fell into the table with a bang.

This scene was extremely terrifying, and blood splattered away.

Shi Shishi, who was sitting next to Sheng Qingyan, was so scared that he held his breath and contracted, as if he was frozen there, and he did not dare to look back at Jiang Ning.

"Do you think you are very important? Killing you will not change the decisions of the senior leaders of the Bianzong."

Jiang Ning turned around and left, leaving a sentence: "For the frightened guest, change to another room and have the best wine."

The young martial artists in official robes chuckled and left like a tide.

Only Yang Qingxi, whose eyes were as cold as frost, had his silver teeth shattered, and he trembled all over, and could only forcefully swallow this great humiliation.

Yang Yue and Yang Zhiyong recovered from the fright, looked at Sheng Qingyan's headless corpse, which was still blazing blood, and said, "Miss... Let's go, we have come, we are here, we are here, we are here, but we did not expect... she..."

Yang Qingxi was extremely stubborn. After a moment of recovery, he calmly said, "Then let's go! Li Wei, be careful after leaving Tiange. It's hard to walk at night, and everyone is prey. Either you eat me or I eat you."

Leaving this, Yang Qingxi picked up Sheng Qingyan's head and ordered the second Yang to carry the body. In this way, the martial artists in the entire Mingyue Seven Star Pavilion went downstairs and attracted all the way to watch.

Shi Shishi recovered and said, "The only brother, she is very angry... I'm afraid she can only vent on you!"

Li Wei said: "Can you escape?"

Shi Shishi suddenly felt frowning and had no appetite.

Beside the carved railing of the seventh floor pavilion, Jiang Ning held her one hand behind her back, as if standing in the clouds, looking down at the three people from the Bianzong who were walking along the jade steps below.

Beside him, the voice of the head minister Ziliang, the leader of Lintai, sounded: "She was deliberately selling misery, and at the same time she was leaving a way out for the Bianzong to fight back silently on you. You are not hitting enough!"

Jiang Ning's thoughts were not on Yang Qingxi, and he said to himself: "It's self-righteous and not listening to advice, and it's a headache."

"I can cure your headaches and make her unable to survive tonight..." said the minister Liang.

Jiang Ning glanced at him: "What's the point of killing Yang Qingxi? Longdian and Lu Cangsheng are coming. Which one can you win in the first and second place in the East?"

Minister Ziliang's eyes were cold and his voice was sharp and feminine: "Then I will consider them later and send them back to the east."

...

When I moved to the nearby room, the table was much deserted.

Qi Wangshu sighed: "It is a great regret in life that he can actually see the charm of Fairy Yu so close. In the future, there will be no such opportunity!"

Zuoqiu Baiyuan said: "This fairy feather is still very generous. Even though we knew that we were fake guests, we not only did not expel them, but also changed us to the Que Room and brought us the best wine."

Li Wei was thinking and asked Zuo Qiuting: "Jiang Ning's veil covering his eyes is quite special, but what is the explanation?"

Zuo Qiu Ding said: "That's Dragon Soul Gavel. She should be trying to practice the Dragon Awakening Art before the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival. She wanted to use the power of the Dragon Soul sealed for thousands of years in the court to increase her trump card strength."

As time goes by, everyone in the pavilion is waiting for the inheritors of Longmen and Leixiao Sect to come to see the battle between the two sides.

It's noon.

The roar of dragons and thunder sounded together, echoing for a long time, resounding throughout the world.

A large number of masters from Longmen and Leixiao Sect, who control dragon scale beasts and thunder birds, came from the ground and the sky respectively.

The Dragon Palace, Longting, Lu Cangsheng, and the top genius who were attached to the two major forces in the East Realm, had hundreds of people, all of whom set up a guard of ceremonies, waiting outside the gate of the first floor pavilion.

In the southwest chamber of the fourth floor pavilion, everyone could not see the situation there, but they could feel the lively atmosphere in the square.

"Longmen and Lei Xiao Sect gave Zhu Huan enough face. The three inheritors and all the top masters are waiting there to welcome him." Li Wei sighed.

Zuo Qiu Ding said: "What they gave is not only Zhu Huan's face, but also the face of the rich. The East-West and East realms join forces, and the court is under great pressure. I want to see how the three above take action?"

A quarter of an hour later, the top martial artists of the rich arrived, and the lively atmosphere of the Mingyue Qixing reached its peak, attracting the attention of the world's talents, as if witnessing a historic moment.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud and noisy sound came from the lord.

An exclaimed: "The big thing is wrong, Longting killed the inheritor of the rich..."

Hearing this, Zuo Qiuting's face changed suddenly, and he smelled a conspiracy. His figure disappeared from his seat and said, "You guys hurry up and leave Mingyue Qixing Pavilion, something big will happen today!"

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