Meng Qi and others would not take it seriously, but this generation of people is outstanding all the time, comparable to Su Wuming and his generation, and is considered a brilliant star.

It was not conspicuous three or four years ago. Now, the top ten people on the list are almost all the same as man and nature or have this combat power. There are also young master Qinglian who have the top ten strength but come in and out, and Qingyu, who are expected to be in and out at most a year, making Yang He's six orifices that master the magical body moves have just entered the top twenty, no longer the luck that Jiang Zhiwei was ranked tenth when he was just down the mountain.

Of course, Jiang Zhiwei, who had the six orifices, had a different skill than the sword art, and had a great skill. He could create his own tricks. Meng Qi had only recently entered this level.

Mi Zijing called him next to him: "Everyone is young, so there is no need to be restrained, just sit down quickly."

While he was greeting everyone, he ordered the servants to bring tea and prepare snacks. Finally, he clapped and said, and the sound of silk and bamboo came from the corner of the flower hall, setting the atmosphere soft and relaxed.

"How can there be no dance without music? I invited a famous sword dancer in Yingcheng to come and cheer up." Mi Zijing arranged the matter properly.

King Zhao Yi of Jin smiled and said, "Gou and Zijing have known each other for many years. I know that he is accustomed to being meticulous. Generally speaking, if there are trivial matters, as long as they are entrusted to him, they will be able to do it properly."

"Thank you, my cousin, for your compliment." Yoko said with a smile.

The two sang together and revealed their relationship to Meng Qi and others.

Wang Zai is the highly anticipated son of the Wang family of Zhou County. His father is also on the list of the earth. The minister of the dynasty is not unfamiliar with the relationship between Zhao Yi and the Mi family. He quietly explained to Meng Qi and others: "Zijing's aunt is the imperial concubine of the current saint. She gave birth to a son and a daughter. The man is the King of Jin, and the woman is the most favored by the saint. "

It turned out to be a relative of the foreign country... The information given by Liushemen always conceals a lot of matters related to the royal family. Meng Qi has just understood it now. No wonder Wang Zai saw it just now.

Yan Chong nodded slightly, and he knew nothing more about the affairs of the court than Meng Qi. After all, he was born in a small school and was a tyrant in the world.

Chu Yunyu slightly restrained his exaggeration and said deliberately: "I have traveled to Jiangdong and Di and Qin states downstream, but I have always had a slight relationship with Shendu. Today, I can meet the nobles of Shendu, but I can only forget about my thoughts."

He was a casual cultivator. His master was quite famous and well-inherited, but his temper was too straightforward and died young. He fell into the hands of the giant left-minded. Therefore, he did not gain the blessing of the left-minded, but instead became more hatred from the left-minded, and his personality became completely opposite to his master. He was smooth and exaggerated, and he talked to others when he saw others and ghosts when he saw ghosts.

But personality and temper have nothing to do with martial arts, their own cultivation, or their spiritual realm. Chu Yunyu's strength cannot be underestimated, but he just doesn't like to cause trouble. He has few achievements.

"There are not many other gods, the most aristocratic families, the most good players, the most academies, the most brothels..." After receiving the response, Zhao Yi introduced the gods with a smile, and his words were funny, slowly spreading the topic.

If those who are famous on the list like to travel to Jiangdong, then those who are thirty-five years old are often happy to be in the capital and gain opportunities.

When facing the matter between the prince and the court, Meng Qi was abnormal. He did not have an active atmosphere and did not become the main participant in the topic. He listened quietly and became more aware of the situation in Shendu.

Wang Zai is a child of a top aristocratic family. He has no acquiescent to his elders and has always kept his distance from the prince. Therefore, he has not used his extraordinary eyesight and knowledgeable strengths, and he only responds from time to time.

Seeing this situation, Meng Qi was thinking. The royal family's attitude towards the aristocratic family seemed to win over first-class people and fight against the top.

However, Zhao Yi was quite enthusiastic about Wang Zai because of the royal family's attitude.

After talking about the matter of the Shendu City, Zhao Yi slowly brought the topic to this Xingyun Banquet. He grasped the teacup in his hand and sighed: "The top ten people on the list are Su Shaoxia and Yan Shaoxia. The others, either from the martial arts sect or the top families, have no shortage of magical skills, weapons, guidance, elixirs, and competitions. Only you, one from the "Haichaomen" and the other is a Shaolin abandoned disciple. They rely entirely on their own efforts to seize the opportunity, and are really a model of fellow practitioners."

This is right... Meng Qi praised in his heart, but where did Brother Wang Zai be placed?

Yan Chong smiled slightly, obviously quite content with this, but he was not the kind of narrow-minded person. He said seriously: "You can't underestimate them. The invisible battles between the martial arts sect and the top families are even more important than the outside world. If you slacken a little, you will be surpassed by others and take away opportunities. And you can become an outstanding figure in the enlightenment period. How can you lack personal efforts? Who has not come out of the dangerous temper?"

Zhao Yi was about to speak again, but Mi Zijing got the reward and clapped his hands. A group of dancers came in. They were all women in thin and vigorous outfits. The bright red, sharp swords, softness and heroic spirit coexisted. The woman in the leader was in her twenties, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes and a rare beauty. She was bright and bright for a moment. She was each wearing a charm, but she also had a watery skin like white porcelain, showing her characteristics in Jiangdong.

The drum sounded gradually and the sword dance suddenly rose. For a moment, the sword light was like a tide, dripping and swaying. It was quite fascinating to cooperate with the beauty's swaying figure.

Especially the woman in the head, she had bold movements and sometimes swept her swords, like a woman in Xizhou galloping on her horse, sometimes delicate, like a girl in Jiangdong singing softly, making the audience intoxicated.

Not only did she outstanding sword dance, she also obviously had good sword skills.

"... A sword dance moves everywhere... It comes like thunder and turns up anger, and it's like the clear light of the river and sea..." Zhao Yi seemed very satisfied with this sword dance, and patted the table next to him and chanted the poems of the ancestors.

Meng Qi was also excited to see it, and an inexplicable thought was in his mind. If it were Zhiwei's sword dancing, I wonder what kind of style it would be. Well, if she knew about this idea, she would probably be forced to "splitting" a game.

The woman's true energy flow and move changes were all in Meng Qi and others' hearts, and she felt that there was no danger, so she looked at it with relish.

The sword dance slowly came to an end. The woman in the lead danced while she seemed to end with "showing a sword" to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi stopped reciting poems and withdrew his hands, and was happy to hear them.

While advancing and retreating, the woman in the lead finally stepped onto the steps, and her body was shortened, her sword was horizontal, and she was about to hold the sword in both hands and hand it to Zhao Yi.

Suddenly, Meng Qi felt an inconspicuous "seed" explode in the woman's body, and the true energy swelled out, and the whole person seemed to turn into a dragon in blood, breaking into a cocoon and becoming a butterfly. His momentum suddenly changed, his coldness was restrained, and his murderous aura was condensed, so it was difficult to sense the flow of the true energy.

The assassin? Meng Qi didn't even think about it, and rushed out, drew his sword in the air, shining silver and white, as fast as thunder, slashing the woman's head, surrounding Wei to save Zhao.

He did not inspire the wound of the sky and attacked from afar, because the positional relationship between the sword dance woman and Zhao Heng would kill the two together.

At the same time, he sensed the surging knife intent next to him.

Yan Chong and Meng Qi were the first to detect the danger and took the knife at the same time!

The woman ignored the sword behind her, and shot the long sword, and the meteor rushed to the moon, stabbing Zhao Yi's throat. The death energy was as solid as one, and the sword energy was as sharp as one. It was the sword of killing, which first captured the soul and then took his life!

The black-veiled waiter next to Zhao Yi was slowing down for a while and could not stop the woman from drawing the sword, but he also took action very quickly. He grabbed it out of thin air and dragged Zhao Yi to the side and avoided the vital points.

The woman was about to take advantage of the situation to change her moves, and the two swords were coming, either fast or fierce, covering the vital points, and she didn't give her a chance to change her moves.

She was spinning in place, and there was a continuous clanging sound. The sword was struggling twice, and at the same time, she took advantage of the momentum to leap up, triggering a whirlwind and trying to escape.

Half a step outdoor?

Before Meng Qi could even slash out the second knife, he heard a sharp and cold snorting. The woman in the air suddenly fell and fell heavily to the ground. Her soul was blocked and her acupoints were sealed.

It was not until this time that he saw the black hat waiter stepping on the sword dance woman with one foot.

His speed was so fast that I could not capture it? Meng Qi looked at the black hat waiter in a slight surprise. He felt like the outside scene but not the outside scene.

"I'm so tired of assassinating in front of our house!" The black-hat waiter "rubbed" the right foot of the sword dance woman with force, her face full of grimness and shame.

It turned out to be a master of the big inside, I don’t know how many thousand years old... Meng Qi suddenly realized.

Zhao Yi's body trembled slightly, then calmed down, stepped forward enthusiastically, and said to Meng Qi and Yan Chong: "Thanks to the two young heroes who discovered it in advance and blocked it, otherwise I would probably die on the spot. I will never thank you for your kindness. In the future, your affairs will be the affairs of the lonely!"

Yan Chong and Meng Qi were about to be modest, but Mi Zijing rushed over with an embarrassing expression and repeatedly apologized: "I'm going down and I'm deceived by this slut, so I'll ask the prince to punish me!"

Zhao Yi waved his hand: "I haven't noticed it, so I must not blame you."

He turned to the black hat waiter and said, "Eunuch Feng, take this woman down and say 'hello' to see who is so bold!"

After saying that, he looked at Meng Qi and others and sighed: "It's hard to have a banquet any longer. I'm sorry, since the prince was addicted to Buddhist scriptures and believed in Buddhism, and was scolded by his father many times, God has been undercurrents. Gu originally wanted to go out to relax, but he never thought that he had not escaped from the vortex."

Mi Zijing said carefully: "Just in the afternoon, the prince also arrived in Yingcheng and lived in Samantabhadra Zhai."

"Is that true?" Zhao Yi's face became solemn.

Meng Qi looked at the nose and the heart of the royal family without saying a word, but was only slightly surprised. Although the banquet of Xingyun was sensational, it would not even attract the prince, right?

The banquet was scattered in a hurry, but with the grace of saving lives, Zhao Yi, Yan Chong, Meng Qi and others seemed to be familiar with each other.

"Brother Su Xian, what do you think about this?" Wang Zai sent Meng Qi to the door and sent a message to ask.

Meng Qi frowned slightly: "Not going up or down."

Wang Zai understood as soon as he heard it, nodded and said, "Brother Yu also found it strange. Assassination either takes the power of thunder and completes it instantly with absolute strength, and leaves it out in an instant. Or it is better not to do it. Although the female assassin just now is powerful, it is only a level of barely completing the task. Could it be that they are reluctant to be an assassin in the outdoor location, for fear of losing the matter and being surrounded and killed by the Mi family and Bai family?"

"I don't know the affairs of the capital of God, and it's hard to speculate on myself." Meng Qi had no clue.

Suddenly, he remembered something and turned to Wang Zai and said, "By the way, I'm not in a hurry to leave. Please help with Brother Zijing if you have something to do." (To be continued)

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