In the splendid hall, the bearded Zhao envoy took out an exquisite long sandalwood box from the acceptance ring, raised it with both hands, and said loudly: "This is a gift from King Zhao to Duke Lingyung, please accept it with joy.
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All the civil and military officials of the dynasty glanced over and landed on the wooden box. They secretly guessed what was inside. It must be very precious. It seems that Qiu Yu's reputation in the Yan Kingdom has spread throughout the Shenmang Continent.
So much so that King Zhao also gave him gifts to show his friendship.
Instead of accepting the gift rashly, Qiu Yu first looked at Ji Yurong, who was sitting upright, and waited for instructions. He was a very sensible person, and he could do whatever he wanted in the bed room, enjoying each other in all kinds of ways, even giving her knees.
It's turned blue, and the plump area at the back is probably reddish as well. That's no problem. Anyone can be willing to suffer.
However, at this moment in the main hall, Ji Yurong is the queen in the practical sense who controls the country and the country. As a minister, he must find his own position. He must not rely on favors and become arrogant, otherwise he will commit a taboo.
Originally Ji Yurong was also worried about this, fearing that after she had a close relationship with Xiao Yusheng, the other person would be too arrogant and domineering and think of himself as the king, which would make her very embarrassed. Fortunately, Qiu Yu was very good at being a good person, which made her very happy, and her bright eyes sparkled.
Overwhelmed with satisfaction, he said with a smile: "Since it is a gift from King Zhao, Duke Lingyun will accept it."
"As commanded."
As Qiu Yu agreed, a soldier walked over, took the wooden box and brought it to him. He bent down and held it respectfully over his head.
The sandalwood itself is very precious, coupled with detailed carvings, and the four corners are inlaid with precious sapphires. The lock is made of pure gold and is in the shape of a dragon's head, which looks extremely exquisite.
There is no doubt that this wooden box is a rare artifact. As for what is inside, Qiu Yu is curious about it, so he reaches out and twists the lock, and the lid of the box pops up automatically, revealing the two things inside.
It makes Qiu Yu's eyes light up, it seems like it can be used.
The officials also stretched their necks and looked over curiously. The most attractive thing in the box was an ancient sword from a long time ago. It didn't look very good. The dark red hilt was somewhat worn and the scabbard was dull.
Odd, it appears dark gray and I don’t know what kind of material it is made of.
Seeing this sword, some officials couldn't help but wonder, no, such a luxurious box contains such an inconspicuous sword, can it be seen by Ling Yun's public prosecutor?
All civil and military officials knew about Qiu Yu's abilities, and they also knew that he was quite wealthy, especially because weapons were rare and rare, so how could they take a fancy to this sword.
Qiu Yu had another thought. He felt that weapons should not be judged by their appearance. Sometimes the gold and jade are ruined on the outside. What kind of thing it is can only be judged by pulling it out and seeing it.
When he stretched out his right hand towards the sword, he suddenly felt an evil aura. He couldn't help but be surprised, it seemed unusual!
Holding the scabbard and picking it up, he felt extremely heavy at first, which made Qiu Yu's heart beat. The basic elements of a good sword were present, and now he could see how the scabbard was.
As he pulled out the ancient sword, dark light and shadow flashed in the air, and an ink sword appeared in front of everyone's eyes. A sinister aura also filled the air, making the civil and military officials feel awe-inspiring. They immediately changed their previous views and couldn't help but nod.
, not an ordinary product!
The clear gaze in the star's eyes passed over the sword body, and one could feel the dark lines on it like petals. The edges were blunt and edgeless, which was completely different from the sword in everyone's impression. When the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, a wave of
A strong air flow surged out from the top, causing a shallow mark to appear on the square brick, but it was not the aura used by Qiu Yu, so it was obviously different.
This scene surprised Qiu Yu. He didn't use his spiritual power. He wondered to himself: "Could it be sword energy?"
Having stayed in the Shenmang Continent for a long time, he has also heard many rumors about high-level weapons. Among them, there is a kind of sword that can produce sword energy. If the cultivator uses it properly, he can display his martial arts to the fullest. It can be called a valuable treasure, allowing him to
He was impressed.
Naturally, there are knowledgeable people among the civil and military officials, such as the highly respected Lord Protector Ao Lin, who said solemnly: "Yes, this is the sword energy naturally produced by the ancient sword. It is very rare. The grade of this sword should be very high.
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The envoy from the State of Zhao could only be heard saying: "The old man has really good eyesight. This is a sixth-grade intermediate weapon, the Jiyuan Sword. It was collected by His Majesty the King of Zhao. Now it is specially given to Duke Lingyun. In line with his words, the sword is given to heroes."
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The officials were shocked when they heard about the grade of the Jiyuan Sword. Although they had been mentally prepared, they felt that the grade was really high. Compared with the gifts given to King Yan and Princess Yanshan, this sword was even more precious.
,Why did King Zhao spend so much money?
Qiu Yu couldn't help but feel happy. As a young Fusion Soul expert, he always had to fight with others and was not very peaceful. He had a natural love for high-level weapons, especially the Jiyuan Sword, which he held very well and was very heavy.
The size and size are very satisfactory, I like it very much.
The ancient sword was sheathed and put back in the wooden box. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, His Majesty King Zhao."
The envoy added: "In addition, there is a pair of Tianming gloves, which are woven from a special material and are invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire. They are also treasured items and were also given by King Zhao."
It turned out that the pair of gloves in the box was also a rare thing. A smile appeared on Qiu Yu's face, "Really? That's really great!" He took out the gloves with interest. They were also quite heavy. When he looked at them carefully, he saw
This thing is gray, made of some unknown monster's hair mixed with metal wire, and is worn on the hand.
The size was just right. In order to prove whether the gloves had such powerful defensive properties, Qiu Yu called over a soldier and ordered: "Draw your sword and chop at me, be sure to use force."
Facing the commander's strange request, the soldier was shocked and said hurriedly: "I can't help it. How dare I offend Duke Lingyung..."
Qiu Yu said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm just testing the performance of the gloves. Besides, you can't hurt me, so hurry up and chop hard."
Having said that, the soldier had no choice but to pull out his sword. As a member of the Royal Forest Army, he not only had a certain level of cultivation, but the sword he used was also extremely sharp and shone with silver light.
However, with the sword raised, the soldier was still a little wary and asked again: "Mr. Lingyung, do you really want to chop it down?"
Qiu Yu's face sank and he snorted coldly: "What are you talking about? Hurry and chop it off. If you don't use force, I will punish you immediately."
In desperation, the soldier had no choice but to chop him down with his sword, because he was afraid of being punished, and he felt that Ling Yun Gong would be able to dodge it because of his high strength, and the strength of his hand was indeed not weak.
Suddenly, Qiu Yu's hand was like lightning, and he caught the blade at once. His gloves were pressed against the blade, making the scimitar hang in the air. The speed was really fast.
But everyone was more concerned about whether his hand had been cut off, and their eyes were all focused on him, eager to know the answer.