"Let Qianye move out." Zhao Ruoxi said word by word.
Zhao Yuying has a fearless character. Even if she is completely suppressed, she will not show weakness. She sneered and said: "Want to threaten me? Dream on!"
Zhao Ruoxi's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
At this moment, an extremely cold murderous aura suddenly broke through Manshu Shahua's "Styx" realm, and the seven-foot-long bloody sword of 'Killing' crossed the table and separated Zhao Ruoxi and Zhao Yuying.
"Mr. Cheng'en!"
"Father!"
The person who climbed up to the third floor was none other than Cheng En Gong Zhao Weihuang. With his strength and the foundation of a generation of magic soldiers, he was able to temporarily suppress the power of Manshu Shahua. Of course, this was also because Zhao Ruoxi did not use all his strength to mobilize.
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Seeing Zhao Weihuang appear, Zhao Ruoxi was shocked, "Why are you here? Mother." She suddenly stopped speaking. The past cannot be told in public, otherwise Zhao Ruoxi would not have hesitated until today before deciding to appear next to Qianye.
Zhao Yuying was equally surprised. She knew that Qianye was Zhao Weihuang's bastard, and Duke Cheng'en's public appearance showed his concern, but the more concerned he was, the more ugly Princess Gaoyi's face became.
However, Zhao Weihuang didn't take it seriously and said "no problem" and sat down on the table in the middle.
Zhao Yuying and Zhao Ruoxi glared at each other fiercely and sat down. With Zhao Weihuang present, the two of them could not fight, and it was even harder to mention the reason for the quarrel in front of this elder.
Looking at the table full of food and wine, Zhao Weihuang chuckled and put the kill on the table without taking it back. He poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Yu Ying, you will enjoy it. Not only did you choose a good location, but you also prepared
Food and drinks."
Zhao Yuying was a little embarrassed, "Mom! No, I thought you wouldn't come over."
The location on the third floor is traditionally reserved for elders. Occasionally, a bold junior like Zhao Yuying secretly uses it once, which is not harmful. But now that Cheng En Gong has caught him, it is a bit embarrassing.
But at this moment, Duke You Guo's voice came from the stairs: "Yu Ying is just helping me occupy a place."
At this time, Zhao Weihuang was also shocked and stood up. In terms of seniority, he was one generation lower than Zhao Xuanji, the Duke of You, but they were both Dukes now, and he was the leader of the Zhao clan, so he always ignored him in public.
Family etiquette only talks about patriarchal principles and political principles.
Zhao Xuanji walked up the stairs slowly, his eyes stopped for a moment on Shafa and Manshu Shahua, he seemed to have some realization, and smiled: "It seems that Wei Huang you are in a good mood, and you plan to dance with your sword to add to the fun."
Zhao Weihuang laughed loudly, waved his hand and sheathed the killing blow, then put it aside and called Duke You to sit down. Then he glared at Zhao Ruoxi and shouted: "Why don't you put away Manshu Shahua? This gun is not given to you to make trouble."
Just for fun."
Zhao Ruoxi reluctantly put away her gun and sat quietly, sulking alone. Even if the two princes, including her biological father, were present, she didn't give much face.
Zhao Xuanji sat down next to Zhao Weihuang and asked, "Did Yuying cause you trouble again?"
Zhao Yuying immediately refused to accept it and said angrily: "Nonsense! She is so gentle and virtuous like me."
As soon as this sentence came out, Zhao Yuying knew something was wrong, so she immediately stopped it and shrank her neck. Zhao Xuanji had been famous for decades and was extremely majestic. Even Zhao Yuying did not dare to be too arrogant in front of him. This sentence
If you export "Lao Niang", you will be deducted for at least several months.
"Why did Lord You Guo come to this creation garden?" Zhao Weihuang didn't finish his sentence.
Zhao Xuanji just said: "I think Duke Yan will be arriving soon."
Before he finished speaking, Duke Yan's voice sounded: "Xuanji still understands me."
At this point, the three princes of the Zhao clan arrived together. When Duke Yan also sat down, Zhao Weihuang looked at the two princes with an inquiring look on his face.
The two Dukes of Youyan looked at each other, and Youguo said, "There are no outsiders here, so we might as well say it clearly. Wei Huang also knows that Jundu is quite determined on this matter, and Qianye has a special status, so the two of us
An old guy wants to take this opportunity to come over and see what potential this kid has. If there is really something that can be improved, then we wouldn't mind helping him and protecting him for a long time."
Duke Yan also nodded and said: "What Xuanji said is absolutely true. Most of the destiny of our Zhao clan in the next hundred years will fall on Jundu's shoulders. It is very likely that those people deliberately instigated what happened back then. We were not careful at that time and were caught by them."
It doesn’t matter if I succeed, but if I, Zhao Clan, can’t protect my children after so many years, it will become a joke.”
The sharp light in Zhao Weihuang's eyes flashed away, then turned into a smile and said: "Then let's take a look!"
Sangong sat down, Yuan stopped and Yue stood there.
With Sangong present, the two young girls naturally had no choice but to accompany them honestly. Zhao Ruoxi could not help it. She was so quiet that she was almost ethereal. Sometimes it was not a problem to sit still for a whole day. It was just that Zhao Yuying couldn't sit still at all.
Because of her temperament, if Qianye hadn't advanced to the next level, she wouldn't have sat still in one spot. Now that she was surrounded by elders, she had to maintain her basic sitting posture, which was really an indescribable trouble.
After only a short while, Zhao Yuying kept twisting and turning, feeling indescribably awkward in every part of her body, and she wished she could stab her with the tip of a knife twice to feel better.
An afternoon passed like this, and dusk gradually came. There was still no movement in the marrow washing pool, but San Gong sat as steady as a mountain.
Several groups of people had quietly come to the Creation Garden, but when they found that all three of them were there, they quietly left again.
For example, Zhao Fenglei and Zhao Xiuzhu had been waiting for a long time anyway, and when the three men suddenly arrived, they couldn't leave, otherwise they would be made intolerable comments by the elders upstairs, and the rest of them would not even be connected at all.
The small building doesn't come in anymore. It's like this. What's so good about a disciple from the mansion being promoted? There must be a reason for coming.
How could every move of these people be concealed from the three gentlemen? The three gentlemen exchanged cryptic glances with each other. They already knew what they were doing and didn't say much.
At this moment, several deacons were running back and forth in the Creation Garden, and they were all sweating profusely. One of them ran to the steward, lowered his voice and said, "Sir, something is wrong! The source fluid is being consumed at an oddly fast rate.
It's only the first day, and less than half of the reserve has been used up. At this rate, I'm afraid it won't last even two days."
The steward's face became stern and he said, "Have you checked all places?"
"Brothers have just checked the formation thoroughly again. There is no problem! Every corner has been checked. Is it possible?"
The steward immediately interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense! We watched him go in. How is that possible? The three gentlemen are up there, and you still dare to talk nonsense! Are you going to die?"
The deacon shrank his neck in fright, but said unconvinced: "But this source liquid has been consumed too much. Even Master Jundu can't do this! After consuming so much, there is no abnormality at all."
After hearing this, the steward suddenly took a breath and said, "In this case, if the vision comes out, it will probably be terrible!"
At this moment, the deacon was suddenly dumbfounded and stared at the steward's feet. The steward was confused, looked down, and found that a crimson light appeared out of nowhere, flowing on the ground like water, and had already submerged his feet.
The steward was so surprised that he jumped up subconsciously. The crimson light was still slowly spreading outward like a tide, and nothing could stop it, no matter the flowers, trees, or rocks.
The steward landed with his feet on the ground and stepped into the light wave, but it did not cause any ripples. At this moment, he suddenly understood, turned his head suddenly and looked in the direction of the marrow washing pool, and whispered: "Vision!"
The deacon looked at the expanding light stream and said in a daze: "This, this range can almost catch up with Master Jundu."
The old steward has been guarding the marrow washing pool for many years. He looked complicated and said: "The scope is almost there, but the quality is still a little bit worse. But this is just the beginning!"
At this time, three powerful and powerful consciousnesses swept across the marrow washing pool, and the third master of the Zhao clan upstairs had already noticed the strange phenomenon here.
The crimson light flow spread to the entire Creation Garden before stopping and no longer expanding.
At the window on the second floor, Zhao Xiuzhu looked solemn, but he was still calm. He said calmly: "It has quantity but not quality, so it can only be classified as high-class."
Zhao Fenglei gritted his teeth, unable to hide his hatred. Even if it was of high quality, the quantity alone was more than enough to overwhelm him.
On the third floor, the three men remained calm and continued to watch. However, Zhao Yuying cheered, jumped up, put her foot on the chair, and shouted: "This vision is not bad, the range is as big as Xiao Si's."
Got it!"
Zhao Ruoxi's face was originally full of joy, but when she saw Zhao Yuying being so happy, her face immediately sank, and she quietly touched the Manjushahua with one small hand.
Duke Youguo glanced at Zhao Yuying and said, "How are you so frizzy? Sit down!"
To the Sangong, what Qianye demonstrated at this moment was the depth of the Force. Although it was far beyond ordinary people, it was still difficult to penetrate into the eyes of the Sangong. The higher the level of high-level combat power, the more important the purity of the Force becomes.
It is above the depth, and the purity of the force when crossing the warrior level directly determines the future development potential.
At this moment, Zhao Fenglei on the second floor snorted loudly and couldn't help but said: "It means that there is more force and no special ability. What's the use of this alone!" He was concerned about the people upstairs. His voice was not loud, but
In anger, he still raised his head a little. Everyone on the third floor was extraordinary, and they all listened.
The expression of San Gong remained unchanged, without any change. In fact, what Zhao Fenglei said was right, just having deep Force power is already the foundation for ordinary warriors, but among a high-ranking clan like Zhao clan, it is impossible
Just try to give it a nice edge.
In the Creation Garden, the crimson light flow has stopped expanding, and the scope is slightly smaller than that of Zhao Jundu. However, after a moment, the crimson light flow suddenly moved automatically without wind, causing ripples, and occasionally a little golden light emerged, slowly rising. Far away.
From a distance, it looks like countless stars stretching into a continuous patch.
The three gentlemen upstairs were all moved!
Zhao Weihuang stood up, unable to hide the surprise in his heart, and said in a voiceless voice: "The morning light is coming! It turns out that it is really the morning light!"
The morning light carries the sun, and once it comes out, everything is bright.
At this moment, there were more and more golden rays of light, forming a sea of stars, floating in the sky above the entire Creation Garden. Later, there were even patches of golden rays of light emerging from the crimson light stream.
Shock flashed in Duke Yan's eyes, and he nodded: "That's right! The rays of light are beginning to shine, the morning star is moving, it's the dawn of dawn!"