The singer also held a Mingwang sword. The sword was extremely long, as tall as a man, and the blade was particularly sharp. It shone with cold light and was as cold as the wind.
"How outrageous!" The King of the Three Palaces slapped the table and stood up. Under his palm, the fine spar table suddenly shattered into powder and scattered.
"In the Eighteenth Palace, you are not allowed to bring weapons in. What do you mean?" the king of the Third Palace shouted angrily.
Qingge raised his eyebrows and looked at the king of the third palace with a smile: "The rules of the eighteenth palace only say not to bring weapons in, so how can my sword be a weapon?"
The God of Thunder on the side heard this and saw the King of the Three Palaces who was speechless and livid, and the God of Thunder almost laughed like a pig.
This human race woman was very evil. He had already suffered a huge setback and suffered a huge loss. Now that he saw the King of the Three Palaces who looked like a ghost in the daytime, the God of Thunder felt that he was in the same boat, as if he had found a kindred spirit.
"You think this king is an idiot, why is the sword not a weapon?" the king of the third palace shouted.
Qing Ge smiled and said: "Who stipulates that a knife is a weapon?"
"A sword is a weapon!" The King of the Third Palace said solemnly.
"Is this a rule set by the King of the Third Palace? This junior is not a rude and arrogant person. If it were a rule set by the King of the Third Palace, I would put away the knife right now." Qing Ge looked at San with innocent eyes, innocent and harmless.
The words of the king of the palace made the king of the third palace so angry that his face turned as red as pig liver.
No matter which country, plane, space, or race you are in, those who are qualified to make rules are the Nine-Five Lords.
Qingge seems to be wild and willful, but in fact he has hidden murderous intentions. As long as the heads of the three palaces dare to nod and say yes, Qingge can play word games until the kings of the three palaces die without burial.
The King of the Third Palace was a hot-tempered and straightforward man. Hearing Qing Ge's words, he was about to speak out and answer in one go.
The Seventh Palace King coughed lightly.
This voice, like a timely rain, blew away the violence of the three palace kings.
The King of the Three Palaces was still frightened and sweating profusely. When he looked at Qingge again, his eyes no longer contained thunderous anger, but deep fear.
This girl has such a strong aura that she can kill people without even noticing it with her words and smiles.
When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, the momentum formed by one's own will use extremely strong mental power to oppress the other party.
Therefore, there is a saying in ancient times that a person with high strength is a super venerable person. A look in his eyes can scare the shit out of millions of soldiers.
Just now, Qingge and the King of Three Halls looked at each other. Qingge's cultivation level is indeed not as high as that of the King of Three Halls, but in terms of his own momentum, he is enough to crush the King of Three Halls.
It is precisely because of this that the King of the Three Palaces was so angered by Qing Ge that he almost lost his mind.
"It's okay to bring a weapon. A little girl can't kill eighteen palaces. Third brother, don't make a fuss."
Thor is also smart and comes out in time to smooth things over.
After all, Qingge and the goddess are the ones protected by Yan Bingtong. Yan Bingtong's status in the Shenyue City is only a matter of time. One day, he can even approach the Shenyue King.
Therefore, no one here dares to openly quarrel with Yan Bingtong. Even if they have some dirty and despicable thoughts behind their backs, at least on the surface they are all so noble and chatting and laughing like the wind.
The King of the Third Palace made two noises in his nose, showing great disdain. He looked at Qingge and turned his head away. All he could think about was whether the sword was a weapon or not?
"The judge has arrived!" a guard shouted, and everyone turned around to look, only to see a man in rich clothes slowly approaching.
The man has picturesque features, is dressed in purple, has a sword at his waist, wears a crown and feathers on his head, and has medals on both sides of his shoulders and tassels, giving him the air of an aristocrat.
This man is Xuanyuan Lin, the eldest son of the King and Princess of the Seventh Palace, and also the son-in-law of Yun Shuishui.
"Brother Xuanyuan." Princess Nanxun had a bruised nose and swollen face, which could not be covered up even with thick makeup.
After seeing Xuanyuan Lin, Nan Xun finally felt better.
"Yes." Xuanyuan Lin responded lightly, walked forward, and sat directly on the throne.
Xuanyuan Lin frowned when he saw the knife in Qingge's hand, and then opened a gold-gilded book and asked: "A human mortal, Ye Qingge, was demoted to a lower-class spirit. Come and engrave words on the upper-class spirit box!"
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The southern smoke is full of dark birds of prey, so I can take some time to relax.
Yan Bingtong frowned and wanted to speak out.
The guards of the Eighteenth Hall on the side had been waiting for a long time and were ready to move. When they were about to come, they were interrupted by the woman's two words.
"Wait a minute."
After Qingge said that, he took the knife and walked to a chair nearby, sat down, and drank a cup of tea.
"That's not your place." Xuanyuan Lin's eyes darkened.
"You are the one who is being punished, but you are rude!" The King of the Three Palaces said angrily: "What kind of decency are you doing! Little girl, I really don't know what to say. Is such an arrogant courtesy worthy of the Nine Heavens Young Queen?"
Even Shennu, Jiu Ci, Cheng Min and others were confused, not knowing what Qing Ge was going to do.
Since the establishment of the Eighteenth Hall, no one has ever dared to be so arrogant.
"The tortured person? Who said I was the tortured person?" Qingge crossed her legs, leaned on the back of the chair, held a teapot, and poured tea into the cup.
After tilting the teapot, Qingge suddenly realized that there was no more tea. During the process, he looked at the little girl from the Eighteenth Palace and said, "Is this how you treat guests from the Eighteenth Palace? Why don't you refill the tea quickly?" Qingge spoke in a high tone.
, quite sulky, Qing Ge was very unhappy because he didn’t drink the scalding hot tea.
As for the others, they all looked dull and their expressions were indescribable.
Isn't this guy too arrogant?
"You voluntarily were demoted to the third-class lowly spirit under Shenyue, and you still said that you are not a victim? Miss Ye, you are indeed a distinguished guest of Shenyue City, but after entering these eighteen palaces, should you wake up? Someone here
, engraving!" Xuanyuan Lin said angrily.
His resentment towards Qing Ge stems from the Heart Protection Formation.
He hated Qingge for not handing over the heart-protecting formation and putting his fiancée's life in danger.
The judge of this lowly spirit trial was originally Mu Qing. Mu Qing did not want to offend Yan Bingtong, so he specially invited Xuanyuan Lin.
With Xuanyuan Lin's temperament, whether it is Qingge or a goddess, even if Yan Bingtong comes to stop him, even with King Qinglian beside him, Xuanyuan Lin will not show mercy.
After all, in terms of talent, Xuanyuan Lin is undoubtedly the leader among the younger generation of the elves. In terms of identity, Xuanyuan Lin's father is the King of the Seventh Palace of Shenyue, and his mother, Princess Naihai of the Seventh Palace, is a noble daughter conceived by the two elves.
My fiancée, Princess Shangting, is the daughter of the God of Reincarnation and the God of Clouds...
Therefore, as Xuanyuan Lin, he is the most qualified to sit in the Eighteen Halls for trial!
"Wait a minute." Qingge Fengqingyun said calmly.
"What on earth are you going to do!" Xuanyuan Lin stood up, pulled out his long sword, and pointed it at Qing Ge.
At the same time, Yan Bingtong, Imperial Master Cheng Min, Qinglian King Aventurine Cod, and Jiuci stood up at the same time, with terrifying momentum, and forced Xuanyuan Lin.
"Emperor Master?" Xuanyuan Lin was surprised. Normally, his relationship with Emperor Master Cheng Min was pretty good.
"Master Xuanyuan, your identity is the judge, just continue the trial." Aventurine said coldly.
If something really happened to Qingge here, he would definitely be furious and destroy the Eighteenth Palace of the Divine Moon!
Xuanyuan Lin looked at the people around him, his eyes full of anger.
cough.
The Seventh Palace King coughed, and Xuanyuan Lin gradually woke up.
The princess smiled sweetly: "Lin'er, Miss Ye is Lord Chi Yan's savior, so you should be polite."
"Princess is really considerate, so why don't you order some tea quickly?" Qingge's trick is called pinching her nose and raising her eyes.
No matter how good-tempered the princess was, the smile on her face gradually solidified at this moment, and her expression became quite stiff.
The maid next to her looked at Xuanyuan Lin. Xuanyuan Lin hesitated for a long time before saying: "Tea!"
The maid came back, picked up the newly brewed hot tea, and placed it on the table next to Qing Ge.
The singer held the tea cup and took a sip. The hot tea went into his throat and left a mellow aroma on his teeth.
"Good tea." Qingge put down the tea cup, lowered her eyes slightly, and closed her eyes to feel the fragrance of the tea.
Everyone looked at Qingge speechlessly,
"Miss Ye, you drank this tea, you should be punished, right?!" Xuanyuan Lin smiled coldly and said patiently.
He wanted to see what tricks Ye Qingge could pull off.
He is bound to win the heart-protecting formation.
He hates singing at night.
He can save his fiancée's life by taking out the heart-protecting formation.
Facing a life this night, Qingge turned a blind eye, which shows that it is cold-blooded and inhumane.
Sure enough, as my father said, humans are a bunch of despicable things.
"Wait a minute..." The third "Wait a minute" made Xuanyuan Lin anxious.
Xuanyuan Lin shouted: "Ye Qingge, don't push yourself too far!"
"Master Xuanyuan, I would like to ask, why do you want to punish me? What did I do wrong?"
When Qingge asked this question, everyone present was stunned.
Punish Qing Ge, just because Qing Ge is willing to be demoted to an inferior spirit%
It's really funny that she asked back like this. No one can answer Qingge's words confidently.
This time Xuanyuan Lin was completely confused, but the King of the Seventh Palace frowned and looked at Qing Ge thoughtfully.
If it weren't for their different positions and that they were enemies, at this moment, he would think that this girl was interesting.
After all, being able to deceive nine million people from the God of Thunder is definitely not a good thing.
Thor's stinginess is really well-known to everyone.