Chen Qing smiled secretly again, "This is not unfounded, but there have been rumors for a long time that Young Master Mo You likes men, and he once recruited talented young people from the entire Dasi area and sent them to his Beitian Xianzhou. They said they were training them, but in fact they were all taken advantage of by him.
Maintain it so that you can enjoy its beauty at any time.”
"For example, these handsome young men coming out now may be the male favorites he is raising."
Although Jian Wushuang remained expressionless, he actually felt a chill in his heart.
Looking at the more than 20 handsome young men who walked out, there was an imperceptible touch of femininity between their eyebrows, which seemed to indirectly prove that what Chen Qing said was true.
"What he likes has nothing to do with us. Next time we find the Tianzi Pattern Bone Armor, we will withdraw immediately and try not to have any disputes." Jian Wushuang said in a low voice.
Chen Qing and Chun Qiu nodded and said no more.
The current identity of the three of them is that they are the Xianzhou guards who came to the Tiandian on duty. In addition, their appearance is extremely ordinary, and they are almost impossible to find in a crowd.
Therefore, they stood beside the giant pillars on both sides of the hall, acting as guards.
Originally, Jian Wushuang did not intend to enter the giant palace, but planned to walk around the heavenly palace, but in the end, his steps were disrupted by the Silver Bell Empress.
Standing on the side of the giant pillar, he cast his gaze towards the center of the hall, where a group of handsome young men were demonstrating the sword dance attentively.
The so-called sword dance is more ornamental than practical. Although each of their swords is steady but lacks decisiveness, it is obviously for viewing.
Although these handsome young men are all rare talents with swords, Jian Wushuang obviously has no love for talents.
If you want to practice swordsmanship, the most important thing is to have the innate energy in your heart since childhood, which is the foundation.
In the end, all things are vast, and various Tao methods emerge one after another. Although Kendo is special, it does not escape from the rules of the Tao. Naturally, Kendo seedlings will also appear in the world as time goes by.
These, of course, cannot have the slightest impression on Jian Wushuang's state of mind.
Surrounded by the soft and boneless silver bell, the drunken and hazy young master Mo watched the sword dance performance with a smile, seemingly extremely satisfied.
"It's extremely boring, it's really boring." Yin Ling, who was sitting in the top position, said dissatisfied.
Hearing this, Young Master Mo withdrew his gaze and asked, "What's wrong with Yin Ling? You're not satisfied?"
Yin Ling curled her lips, "Of course I'm not satisfied. You know how many times I've watched it over and over again, and I still don't try anything new."
"Okay, it's up to you. Just do whatever you say." Young Master Mo said dotingly.
Yin Ling pursed her lips, as if thinking of some new trick, and then glanced into the palace.
Jian Wushuang thought something terrible, and before he even had time to retract, he heard a slightly excited voice.
"It's just you, that stupid guy from before comes out." Yin Ling stood up and pointed at him with her slender hand.
Jian Wushuang was silent and had no choice but to walk to the center of the hall.
The haziness in Young Master Mo's eyes somewhat dissipated. When he saw the young guard with an ordinary face standing in the center of the hall, he always felt that there was a familiar aura.
But he didn't think much about it. After all, at this time, being able to please Yin Ling was the most important thing.
After pointing out Jian Wushuang, Yin Ling slowly looked around and finally found a similarly inconspicuous young guard on the other side.
"It's just the two of you. I can feel that you two are both extraordinary guys. Why don't we just have a martial arts show here." Yin Ling raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, waving her sleeves and wearing two clothes at the same time.
Lian Lian pulled out two real swords and threw them at the two of them.
Reaching out to catch the thrown sword, Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. He didn't like this feeling very much, especially the feeling of being bossed around.
If it weren't for the urgent matter to be resolved at the moment, I'm afraid Jian Wushuang would have already had murderous intentions towards Yin Ling.
After gathering all his emotions, he looked at the young guard who was also called out.
Jian Wushuang didn't see any emotion in his eyes, as if he didn't remember anything in his heart.
"Let's get started. Please do your best. If it's not exciting enough, you might be punished." Yin Ling sat on top and covered her mouth with a chuckle.
Chen Qing, who was hiding next to the giant pillar, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, if I really have to do it later, I will be the first to kill this woman!"
"Count me in." Chunqiu's eyes were cold, as if he was already preparing. He just waited for Jian Wushuang to send a signal, and then he immediately made a move.
At this moment, in the entire grand main hall, only Jian Wushuang and the young guard were facing each other.
Like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, he stood with his sword in hand, his aura condensed, like a supreme sword with hidden edge waiting to be activated.
Faced with any potential enemy, he must go all out. This is a habit that Jian Wushuang has developed during his long journey of cultivation.
Even in the current competition, he did not relax at all.
The young guard who also stood with his sword in hand stood in the distance. His clear eyes, which should have belonged to a young man, showed a very inconsistent old look at a certain moment.
Naturally, this instant change was caught in Jian Wushuang's eyes.
However, before he could think about it, the young guard rose up first and slashed down with his sword.
Jian Wushuang raised his sword to deal with it, the two blades met and made a crisp sound.
Just a moment of fighting, the powerful sword intent spread out in all directions!
Although it was just one fight, it was actually a thousand fights in just one moment!
Jian Wushuang was secretly shocked. When could even an ordinary Yanxian's swordsmanship be able to fight evenly with him?
Without even thinking about it, the young guard raised his sword and struck fiercely, with an imperceptible ferocity in his extremely indifferent face.
With a sword thrust out, Jian Wushuang's eyes turned a little cold, barely forcing him to move several positions away.
The murderous intention that the young guard had hidden behind his indifferent expression, which he tried his best to control, was emerging bit by bit.
At this point, he became somewhat certain that the young guard now could never be the guard of Beitian Xianzhou!
In other words, the guy right now should be the same as Jian Wushuang and the others, who sneaked in under false identities.
An uncertain thought emerged in Jian Wushuang's mind.
The two real swords collided fiercely together again, and the aftermath of the explosion caused by the collision directly cleared away the clouds and smoke in the entire Tiandian.
Putting all his strength on the real sword in his hand, Jian Wushuang approached the young guard.
"No matter what your purpose is, it's best not to target me."
The young guard was slightly startled, and with a pair of cloudy eyes, he quickly glanced at Jian Wushuang with doubts and scrutiny, and then suddenly withdrew more than ten feet away.