After all, Qing Shui's temperament is there, but this outfit lacks a sense of power and momentum compared to Jin Changzheng's.
"Who is Jin Changzheng? Is he famous?" Qing Shui asked the woman with good qualifications beside him.
The woman turned around and looked at Qing Shui in surprise. From disdain at first to confusion later, she quickly looked at the dazzling man in the distance.
"Jin Changzheng is the young master of the Jin family of the Jinluan Palace, the future head of the Jin family and the future holder of the Jinluan Palace." The woman said softly, and after finishing speaking, she did not look at Qing Shui again and kept her eyes entirely on Jin Changzheng.
Qing Shui touched his nose. It turned out that this was how it felt to be ignored. However, Qing Shui didn't feel anything and turned his gaze to the distance.
The young man who was also surrounded by everyone was not interested in this Qing Shui. His aura was too sharp, like an unsheathed sword, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.
Although Qing Shui did not particularly dislike such sharp-edged people, he did not have a good impression of such people, so he shifted his gaze again.
These people are easy to find and so dazzling.
Soon Qing Shui saw another one. This one Qing Shui didn't like either. He had an elegant appearance, deep eyes, and always had that intoxicating smile, but his aura was particularly feminine, which made people feel illusory. Standing next to him made him feel unreal.
There are two beautiful women, with their undulating bodies and charming silky eyes, they can be regarded as beauties of a generation.
Qing Shui smiled after looking at the young man for a while, because Qing Shui saw that this man was actually a guy with insufficient yang energy, and Qing Shui also saw that he was overindulging in sexual activities.
"No wonder you say what you want when you are missing something, and you do what you can't do."
Qing Shui looked at the man with a smile. This man could barely do anything about men and women. He still had to take some medicine. For example, the King Kong Pill that Qing Shui got from killing people. Once the medicine was gone, even if he gave it to her again,
He could only look at the woman who looked like a flower, and he could only look at her blankly. He could only move his mouth and hands, but the things underneath would not react.
There were people everywhere. Qing Shui saw the Xingri Palace where Feng Wuji was. Qing Shui took a look but did not find the unforgettable beautiful figure. Although Qing Shui told himself that he no longer owed her anything, he also told himself that this was a
Transactions must be completely forgotten.
Qing Shui didn't see anyone from the Jian Tower. After all, he scanned the people here and found that they were all wearing the clothes of the various palaces of the Tiangong. If there were people from the Jian Tower, they would definitely be able to scan them.
"The people from Jianlou are coming!" After a while, no one knew who shouted.
Qing Shui also followed everyone's gaze and saw a group of a hundred people wearing white warrior uniforms embroidered with long swords. When Qing Shui saw it, he felt that they looked very similar to the clothes of the Immortal Sword Sect.
The first ones were two old men who seemed to be in their seventies, with snow-white hair hanging down to their waists. There were also four old men behind them who looked like they were old, but they were obviously one less than the two first ones.
Kind of charm.
The dozens of people behind are all young people, at least they seem to be in the ranks of young people, but they all look full of energy, and the crowd in Tiangong is surging.
From the Tiangong side, two Supreme Elders and several elders came out from behind. Qing Shui saw that among them Fei Wuji was among the elders.
"Brother Yingkong, Brother Xuemao, welcome, welcome!" the leader of the group, an old man from Tiangong, said with a booming voice. It seemed that he was quite familiar with the other party.
"Haha, Brother Longying, Brother Qianli, we haven't seen each other for twenty years, right? This time I brought someone here suddenly, don't be surprised." The old man on the left opposite said with a bold smile.
"How could it be? This kind of thing is normal. Besides, we received a message yesterday morning. No, look at how my Tiangong disciples welcome your arrival."
"Haha, okay, let's stick to the old rules and compete in nine games. You have the nine palaces of the Heavenly Palace and I have the ninth floor of the Sword Tower. No matter which building or that hall, we have to compete in nine games to see who wins more times. Each person can only fight once.
Field." The old man on the left who headed the Jianlou said with a smile.
"Just follow what Brother Yingkong said, but it's still the old rules. When you Jianlou comes to our Heavenly Palace, you go up to the stage to guard the stage first. You guard it for an hour. Once the game starts, there will inevitably be casualties, so it's still the old rules. Try to avoid it.
But life and death are at your own risk."
"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, Luo Fei, come on stage!"
"yes!"
A refined young man held a three-foot green-edged sword and walked toward the tallest and largest fighting platform in the square. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, which was very extraordinary.
"My dear, Luo Fei, comes from Jianlou. I have the courage to stand guard here today. I hope my friends in Tiangong will give me some advice!" The young man named Luo Fei bent down and raised a bow and said confidently.
When Qing Shui saw that the young man was actually on the same level as Cang Hai Mingyue, with innate peak strength, Qing Shui didn't know what was going on with the competition between Tiangong and Jianlou.
After a moment of silence, a young man from the Tiangong side came up, also holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword. Qing Shui saw that the young man's strength was also at the peak of his innate strength. Unfortunately, he had too little actual combat experience. He was stabbed before ten moves and was defeated.
!
Qing Shui could see clearly that Luo Fei's swordsmanship followed a light and agile path, and his speed was very fast. Combined with his footwork, it looked particularly elegant.
Then there was another one, but unfortunately it failed after thirty moves. Qing Shui discovered that the young man in the sword tower was deliberately delaying time. If not, he could definitely win in a shorter time.
"Hold the stage!" Qing Shui knew the reason, and suddenly he vaguely thought of the conversation between those old men.
Qing Shui looked at the hundreds of people on the other side and knew that most of them were guarding the stage.
After three more failures, another person went up. Qing Shui smiled when he saw it.
The bright moon in the sky!
Qing Shui is a little worried because he is also at the peak of his innate strength, but Qing Shui feels that Canghai Mingyue will not be defeated without any surprise.
Skywalk!
Canghai Mingyue went up without saying anything and immediately launched into the Heavenly Palace's Cloud Steps. The long sword in her hand was the sword dance that Qing Shui was familiar with.
Sword dance!
Canghai Mingyue practices sword dance, and she is already an enchanting figure. When she draws her sword, the people below suddenly become excited!
"So beautiful, my goddess!"
"Why didn't I know that there was such a beautiful woman in the Heavenly Palace? It seems that she is from the Piaomiao Palace again."
"If I have a wife like this, she only needs to let me be with her for one day, not even half a day, even if I die immediately, I will be satisfied."
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Qing Shui looked at Canghai Mingyue's sword moves, and they were clearly imprinted in his mind. Every move, every move, and the stunning sword-drawing posture were clearly etched in his mind.
Beautiful and gorgeous yet sharp!
In the daze of the opponent's eyes, he stabbed him with a sword, causing even more fanatical shouts from below!
The Jianlou young man named Luo Shui retreated, and then another young man came up, but Qing Shui rubbed his nose and smiled, because the young man was blushing and had a thick neck, and did not dare to look at the bright moon in the sea.