An old man and a young man stood in front of the hotel window, looking at the entire Jingshui.
"Fourth uncle, is this Jingshui? The battle that shocked China a few days ago was fought here?" The young man looked at Jinghai, holding a glass of famous wine worth tens of thousands of dollars in his hand, and sipped lightly.
"Yes!" The old man nodded, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Linhai, which had never had a master, suddenly showed up with a monster, which made Jiangnan, a neighbor, really uneasy.
"Su Yunyue picked a good place!" The young man squinted his eyes, "Su family, hum! When will the woman I, Song Mingyu, want escape?"
He looked down at his phone, seeing a line of information appearing on it, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He threw the glass of red wine and crystal wine glass worth tens of thousands into the trash can with his palm, turned around and said, "Let's go, Fourth Uncle!"
"That woman is in the water-bearing pavilion!"
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Time passed, and the door to Ning Ziyang's room was finally opened.
Qin Xuan had a slender figure and quietly looked at the Zhenwu Tianjun.
He is seventeen or eighteen years old, with long hair hanging down his shoulders. If he had been born in ancient times, this man would have been a first-class handsome man. It is a pity that in this modern era, if such an appearance appears on the street, I am afraid it will only be regarded as a rarity.
Animals watch.
"Huh?" A head poked its head out, and then Su Yunyue jumped into the room and looked at the three guys in the room.
Two old guys and one who shoots TV series?
Su Yunyue's eyes were quickly attracted to Ning Ziyang, and her eyes were so intense that even the Zhenwu Tianjun who controlled the Sun Fire felt a little unnatural, and he frowned involuntarily.
"Qin Xuan, who is this guy? Could he be a celebrity? Why haven't I seen him before?" Su Yunyue whispered in Qin Xuan's ear.
"Star? That's right!" Qin Xuan smiled hoarsely and used star to describe Ning Ziyang, which is also a metaphor for China, the star of the world, the third general of the Protectorate, Zhenwu Tianjun.
"Tsk, tsk, is he really a star?" Su Yunyue stared, nodding secretly and said: "He is quite handsome. Although he is not famous yet, if he acts in a costume drama, he will definitely become popular in the future."
Although Su Yunyue's voice was small, who were there?
Two masters, one innate.
These words were no different from shouting in their ears, and Ning Ziyang's expression became very strange.
After living for more than a hundred years, he has met too many people, but for the first time, someone praised him like this... He is very handsome.
Li Hanlin and Yuan Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. They naturally knew Su Yunyue's identity, but they never imagined that this girl from the Su family was too courageous.
"Are you the granddaughter of that guy Su Haiyang?" Ning Ziyang smiled faintly and his eyes fell on Su Yunyue.
"Do you know my grandfather's name?" Su Yunyue's eyes widened, as if she had seen a ghost.
My grandfather has been hiding in the family for who knows how many years. Even some of the descendants of the family don't know the name Su Haiyang.
Moreover, Su Yunyue seemed to realize that this person who looked like a celebrity actually called her grandfather boy?
Who is this guy?
Unfortunately, Ning Ziyang just found it interesting and asked casually.
"Qin Xuan? Please sit down!" Ning Ziyang stretched out his hand and said proactively.
Qin Xuan sat down peacefully. Ning Ziyang rolled his fingers, and the water in the teapot seemed to be drawn by some kind of traction. It flowed in the air towards the teacup in front of Qin Xuan. There seemed to be a trace of light red in the tea. After it fell into the teacup,
The tea, which was already cool, was now steaming hot.
Qin Xuan was neither surprised nor surprised. He stretched out his hand to pick up the tea cup. He seemed to be able to see the inside of the tea cup.
A ray of light red light seemed to have disappeared. From the moment the tea cup left the table, the light red light seemed to have disappeared.
Su Yunyue's eyes widened, looking at this almost miraculous scene, and she was almost so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.
Qin Xuan took a sip of tea and chuckled: "Good tea!"
"The finest Purple Dragon Oolong tea from Kyoto, I saw it in my grandpa's room when I was a kid."
Ning Ziyang was slightly surprised and said with a smile: "It's rare that you still remember what happened in Kyoto!"
"Of course I remember." Qin Xuan said with a faint smile: "And, I still remember it very deeply!"
Ning Ziyang paused slightly. He also knew a little about the Qin family, not much. But he could understand that the Qin Wende family, who had been kicked out of the Qin family, felt uncomfortable returning at the beginning of each year.
Ning Ziyang paused for a moment, then slowly said: "I am here this time in the name of the National Protectorate."
Qin Xuan smiled faintly and said nothing.
"I would like to ask you, are you willing to be the sword bearer?" Ning Ziyang's voice was deep.
Su Yunyue on the side had a look of astonishment on her face, wielding a sword?
Oh my god, when did Qin Xuan become so capable? Can he actually serve as a sword wielder? Also, this ancient handsome guy is actually a member of the National Protectorate?
Su Yunyue was a little confused and full of doubts in her heart.
"Inappropriate!" Qin Xuan replied calmly and refused decisively.
The sword wielder has great power in a region, which is equivalent to the great history of feudal territory. For example, Li Hanlin and Yuan Yu, in the huge Linhai, if the two of them say a word, which warrior would dare not to obey?
However, Qin Changqing did not pay attention to this.
Ning Ziyang was not surprised. On the contrary, this was what he expected. After another pause, he slowly raised his head and looked directly into Qin Xuan's calm and deep eyes, "Then, would you like to be the protector of the country?"
Protector General?
Su Yunyue felt as if her heart could not beat. This was a national protector who was in Kyoto and was a powerful figure in China.
Are these two people acting here? What is the Sword-bearer and the Protector General? Even if Qin Xuan can kill the Grand Master, the difference is by no means a small distance compared to the Sword-bearer and other powerful figures in the Protectorate.
, not to mention, he is also the protector of the country.
Even if you are a great master, you may not be able to be invited by the Protectorate to serve as a protector general, right?
Not to mention Su Yunyue, even Li Hanlin and Yuan Yu were stunned.
They couldn't believe that the Huguo Mansion actually made such a big bet for this Master Qin?
"improper!"
Soon, Qin Xuan's answer and Qin Xuan's rejection made them fall into deep confusion again.
Are you sick?
If you are not qualified to be a general to protect the country, do you really want to be the commander-in-chief to protect the country?
Ning Ziyang took a breath and looked at Qin Xuan seriously, but found that he could not see any emotion in Qin Xuan's pupils.
These eyes reminded him of someone.
Lord of the Protectorate!
"Well, if you are asked to serve in the Protectorate Mansion, what do you want to be?" Ning Ziyang sighed. He Taisui didn't want to be the Protector General at the beginning. I wonder if Liu Jinyu is willing to become one.
When did the Protector General of the Protectorate Mansion become despised?
People’s hearts are old!
Qin Xuan smiled softly, "Why should I serve in the Protectorate?"
"What I want, the Protectorate Mansion can't give me!"
Not to mention a mere Protector General, even if the entire Protectorate was given to him, why would he care?
Being busy for a mere position and neglecting your own cultivation is a wrong way.
Ning Ziyang paused for a moment and said with a hint of coolness: "You have a loud tone!"
In China, even the Protectorate Mansion couldn't give him anything. What does Qin Xuan want?
Both Li Hanlin and Yuan Yu felt a chill in their hearts, fearing that if they disagreed, a big fight would result.
war.
Fighting, it doesn't matter to the two of them.
The key point is that when gods fight, mortals will suffer. Before fighting, can they be allowed to leave within a radius of one kilometer?
"That's the truth!" Qin Xuan said calmly and let go of the tea cup, "If it's just this matter, then I'll leave!"
Ning Ziyang's eyes narrowed, and just when Qin Xuan was about to stand up, he took a deep breath.
"The Protector's Palace invites you to serve as a guest minister. The treatment is not as good as that of the Protector's General, but it is worse than that of a sword wielder. Moreover, you do not need to be in Kyoto. You only need to help the Protector's Palace when it is in danger."
Ning Ziyang's eyes flashed slightly as he looked at Qin Xuan, "In return, the National Protectorate will protect your relatives. You have offended Hai Qing. You should know that it is easy to dodge an open sword but hard to defend against a hidden arrow."
"Moreover, if Qin Wende wants to return to the Qin family, Huguofu can help. At least in front of other people, the words Huguofu still have some weight."
Ning Ziyang said a lot in one breath. This was also his final compromise. If so, if Qin Xuan refused to agree, he would not say anything more.
Qin Xuan paused slightly and glanced at Ning Ziyang lightly.
"Is this what you came for?" Qin Xuan said calmly: "Let me take up a sinecure. In this way, the matter of destroying the Zhou family will be ignored, and there is no need to force me to betray China. Of course, in this way, Hai Qing can take action
Even if you kill me, the Protectorate will not use its power to stop me."
"In other words, the Protectorate only paid half a cent more than the sword wielder to put me in a 'beneficial and harmless' position to the Protectorate!"
"As expected of the Protectorate, he is very skilled in this kind of calculation."
Qin Xuan chuckled, but Ning Ziyang was slightly shocked.
He expected that Qin Xuan would notice it, but he didn't expect that Master Qin could see through it at a glance.
Is he really only seventeen?
Ning Ziyang took a deep breath and simply admitted: "Yes, it's as you said!"
He sighed inwardly, fearing that this time he would have to return in vain. This boy was much more difficult to deal with than he thought.
Qin Xuan smiled, gently lifted the teacup, and rubbed it slightly. A large amount of water mist suddenly rose from the teacup. When he looked again, there was no tea in the teacup.
"Zhenwu Tianjun, the tea has gone cold and it's time to refill it!" Qin Xuan said with a faint smile.
Ning Ziyang was startled, then a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"You agreed?" After the century-old grandmaster expressed his surprise, his whole body stiffened slightly, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "Okay!"
It was obvious, but he was forced to go around in a circle by Master Qin's words before and after.
It seems that the other person is a human being who has lived for hundreds of years, but he looks like a young kid who has just debuted and is a little smart.
"I have nothing else to ask for, but if the safety of my parents is not guaranteed, I will demolish the National Protectorate!" Qin Xuan said word by word, his expression no longer calm, and his deep eyes made Ning Ziyang feel a little shocked.
"Okay!" Ning Ziyang nodded and made a commitment.
Qin Xuan smiled, and the originally stagnant atmosphere quietly dissipated in this smile.
At this moment, the door to the room was suddenly kicked open.
Two figures appeared in everyone's eyes, and a thin and frivolous young man in the lead shouted coldly: "Su Yunyue, I want to see where you are running!"
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