Everyone was quite surprised by the sword intent that suddenly appeared and flashed away last night.
Lin Yun was very surprised, even Elder Luo Feng's expression seemed a little solemn.
He thought about it, and it seemed that he had indeed entered a mysterious state accidentally last night. In that state, the sword intent burst out was so powerful that it was far beyond his expectations.
When he met others, he didn't mean to ask himself. Lin Yun thought about it but didn't say much.
At the entrance of the island ahead, there were crowds of people, and the servants of the Princess's Mansion were busy.
The middle-aged manager I met yesterday saw Lin Yun and his party, and smiled on his face, took the initiative to greet him, bowed and said, "Elder Luo."
"Manager Hong, this is the gift prepared by Lingxiao Jiange for Princess Fenghua."
Luo Feng smiled slightly, Xin Jue next to him patted the storage bag, took out a brocade box and handed it over.
The manager opened his eyes and changed his face slightly. He handed the brocade box to the servant and smiled and said, "This gift is not thin. Shuiyun Fruit, which is five hundred years old, can be taken out by any sect, please follow me."
He made a gesture, leading several people to another entrance, avoiding the crowded flow of people.
The entrance is a nine-curved wooden bridge built in the lake, which is winding and winding all the way to the island in the middle of the lake.
After the manager left, Elder Luo stood on the wooden bridge and sighed softly: "Qiongtai Island, I haven't been on this Qiongtai Island for many years."
A moment later, Qiongtai Island, which was mentioned by Elder Luo Feng, appeared in everyone's sight. On the island, there was a square full of white jade, crystal clear, and with a faint stream of light, with a magnificent light, light but not thick, elegant and noble.
This is the Princess’ birthday party in Qiongtai Hall, which is held here.
There was a constant stream of people coming in, and they were seated according to the nameplate on it.
The location arrangement is also in the inside, the most ordinary forces are the outer periphery, the internal force is the top sects of the Qin Empire, and the most core position is the four transcendent sects and relatives of the imperial capital.
The order of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion is not very forward even in the core position, and is placed behind the left hand. The first position in the left hand is Qin Tian Xuefu.
Opposite, Moyue Villa is in the middle, and the Xuantian Sect and Hunyuan Sect are on the left.
"Sit down."
Behind the long and low table, Lin Yun and others sat on the left and right of Luo Feng in turn.
As soon as he sat down, Wen Yanbo, the elder of the Hunyuan Sect opposite, looked at Elder Luo Feng provocatively, with a look of disdain.
"Is that person Xin Jue? It is rumored that he has the strength comparable to the Eighth Prince. If he hadn't missed the Longmen Competition, his name would have been included in the Eighth Prince."
In the third sequence of the Hunyuan Sect, Yu Wenbo, who is one of the four masters along with Xin Yan and others, looked on Xin Jue and said softly.
In his feelings, Xin Jue's aura was very thick and a little unpredictable.
"It's just a rumor, it's just a dog that has lost its family. I'll make him afraid to have this idea again."
The person who spoke was a young man in blue, with a strong and domineering look, and his long gown could not hold on to his bloated muscles. He looked at it at a glance and put a lot of pressure on people, for fear that the Dragon Elephant Battle Body Art has been practiced to a very advanced level.
This person is Zhou Tai, a core disciple of Hunyuan Sect. He is in the second sequence like Xin Jue and has the qualification to attack the top eight in the Longmen Competition.
In the 19th year-end horoscope, there is no doubt that he and Xinjue will definitely be competitors, so naturally
It is quite hostile.
Wen Yanbo smiled sinisterly and said, "After the banquet, Zhou Tai, you go and deal with Xin Jue, Yu Wen Bo, you go and clean up the girl Xin Yan movie, Zuo Yun deals with the newly rising bullshit genius in Lingxiao Jian Pavilion. This time I want to let Lingxiao Jian Pavilion live to sweep the floor!"
"Elder Wen, it's enough for me to take action on Xinyan, so there's no need for Senior Brother Yuwen."
A young man in purple-clothed clothes with an eighth level of Xuanwu in the Hunyuan Sect said confidently.
His goal in this princess banquet was Xinyan, challenging her position as the four masters in the third sequence, and becoming famous in one fell swoop.
The few people did not take Lingxiao Jiange seriously in their words, but Zuo Yun did not speak and was slightly silent.
Anger flashed across Luo Feng's face. These people from the Hunyuan Sect were really arrogant.
Although the other party spoke in a low voice, everyone present had the Xuanwu realm cultivation level and could hear it clearly. Looking at the quite playful expressions on the faces of the elders and disciples of other sects, Wen Yanbo obviously did it on purpose.
At the same time, a smile of worries flashed through my heart. If it was as the other party said, Lingxiao Jiange would be defeated.
I am afraid that today I will lose face, and after I go back, he will not be able to explain to the Protector Mei. Bai Ting, who has always opposed him, will definitely not miss this opportunity and put a deception.
You can lose to anyone later, but you must not lose to someone from Hunyuan Sect!
As time passed, everyone raised their glasses and drank, and while the guests in the hall were gradually filled with them.
Finally.
A bloody and fierce murderous aura rose from the hall, and a group of people were tall and straight, without looking sideways, and walked into the core area of the hall with their armor.
"It's the man from Shen Ce Camp!"
Amidst surprise, someone soon recognized the origin of these young people, who were the young masters trained by the imperial capital Shence Camp in the army. Unlike the sect, the masters trained by the Shence Camp focus on actual combat and blood, and both have experiences of fighting on the battlefield.
Everyone has at least a thousand lives in their hands, and a horrifying murderous aura is raised by this.
The leader is a man and a woman. The man is handsome and upright, and his handsome facial features are strong and military. Lin Yun doesn't know this person, but he is quite familiar with the woman next to him.
Liu Yue...
It was a bit surprised, but then I thought that it would be strange if she was the beloved daughter of the commander of the Shence Camp.
"There are still masters in Shence Camp. The eighth prince's Guanshan master was born in Shence Camp."
"This leading young man is named Yue Qing, and Shence Camp is said to want to train him into the second Guanshan Young Master."
"This Yue Qing looks not very old. In the Longmen Competition three years later, it is really possible that he will become the second Guanshan Young Master."
Once these maverick disciples from Shence Camp appeared, they caused a burst of noise, which was very eye-catching.
When he was about to pass Elder Luo Feng, Liu Yue was still a little conscious and bowed to Elder Luo Feng.
Just when his eyes fell on Lin Yun, he seemed a little unkind, and he sneered: "A sword slave can also sit in the core position openly, and he is not afraid of losing the face of Lingxiao Jiange..."
She and Lin Yun had a deep grudge. She tried to recover the scene several times but failed, and she was very angry.
At present, the people behind the temple are still fearless and reveal Lin Yun’s true feelings in public.
But she obviously underestimated the other party. With Lin Yun's mood, such words could not cause any disturbance to him. The pair of bright stars were full of indifference.
He didn't even look at her.
Sword slave?
He was indeed a sword slave once. He never shy away from his background and never felt inferior.
"It turns out that it's really a sword slave... I was surprised before. The mark on his eyebrows looked familiar. But when I thought of it as a disciple of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, I didn't think much about it, just thought it was a special sign."
"Interesting, anyone dares to bring Lingxiao Jiange, and don't see what occasion it is."
"Princess Fenghua actually brought a sword slave to her birthday party. It seems that there is no one in Lingxiao Jiange...haha."
In the martial arts world, although it is rare to see any patterns on the face of warriors, it is normal. Before, everyone did not think much about the purple mark on Lin Yun’s eyebrows.
At this moment, Liu Yue made a public statement, which caused a burst of noise, and Lin Yun's expression seemed a little strange.
"This kid is actually a sword slave."
Cao Jie from Qin Tian Academy smiled coldly, saying that most of the Qin Tian Academy are from aristocratic families, and he was from a poor family and felt quite inferior in it.
However, I didn't expect that Lin Yun's background was even lower than himself, and an unknown pleasure flashed through my heart.
It seems that before the fight has occurred, it is better than him.
Not only him, but also many disciples from Moyue Villa, Xuantian Sect, and Hunyuan Sect, were stunned for a moment, and a look of mockery flashed across his face.
No matter how low their origins are, they will never become slaves.
If you are a slave for a day, you will be sealed for life and you will be ridiculed.
A slutty flashed in Liu Yue's eyes. Such a situation was exactly the effect she wanted in her heart.
Unfortunately, when I saw Lin Yun’s unshocked face, a deep disappointment flashed in my heart, and soon the disappointment turned into anger.
Let you pretend, and when Yue Qing steps you under his feet, it will be clear how you pretend!
The smile on Elder Luo Feng's face condensed on the spot, his face instantly pulled down, and he snorted coldly: "It's not your turn to talk about Lingxiao Jiange. After this matter, I will propose to the Protector Mei to expel you from the Jiange Elixir Hall."
It can be seen that Elder Luo Feng was really angry. His face was not so gloomy when facing the provocation of the Hunyuan Sect.
"Just just zhu, Lingxiao Jiange can't protect you, Shence Camp will definitely stand out for you, Miss, let's go first."
Yue Qing looked at Lin Yun with a little murderous intent, led a group of people to quickly get in the seat.
"Little junior brother, what did you stop me just now? I tore the bitch's mouth apart and let her gossip."
Anger flashed in Xinyan's eyes, a little aggrieved. Lin Yun secretly held her hand and refused to let her get up.
"You can't go and tear his mouth apart from now on. Let her say it. The sword in my hand will not lose any sharpness just because of her words."
Lin Yun put down his wine glass, and behind Feng Qingyun Dan was a sword-sighted heart that was spotless.
People in the world slander me and laugh at me, but so what?
There is always a sword that will not let down my passion and blood in my heart, and will not let down my ambitions. This is enough.
Click!
The jade door in the hall was suddenly pushed open, and a group of people walked out of it, and the banquet was the main person.
However, this first person was not Princess Fenghua, but a big man who had never expected in advance.
As soon as he appeared, the noise of the audience disappeared.