Qingge also held a Mingwang sword in his hand. The sword was extremely long and tall, with a sharp body of the sword, with a flashing cold light and a biting like the wind.
"Rare!" The King of the Third Palace slapped the table and stood up, and under his palm, it suddenly broke into powder and scattered.
"The Eighteenth Palace, don't 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: "The rules of the Eighteenth Palace only say that don't bring weapons in, how could my sword be a weapon?"
When Thunder God heard this, he saw the three palace kings who were blocked and speechless, and Thunder God almost laughed and screamed.
This human woman is very evil. He has fallen into trouble and suffered a loss. Now that he sees the three palace kings who are like ghosts in the sun, Thunder God feels that they are sick and pity each other, as if they have found a fellow Taoist.
"You think I am an idiot, why is a knife not a weapon?" The King of the Third Palace shouted.
Qingge smiled and said, "Who stipulates that a knife is a weapon?"
"A knife is a weapon!" The King of the Third Palace said in a deep voice.
"Is this the rule set by the King of the Three Palaces? I am not a rude and arrogant person. If it is the rule set by the King of the Three Palaces, I will put away my knife." Qingge's eyes were innocent and innocent and looked at the Three without any harm.
The palace king said something, but his face turned red like a pig's liver.
No matter which country, plane, space, race, or person who is qualified to make rules is the most respected person.
Qingge seems to be unreasonable and willful, but in fact he has hidden murderous intent. As long as the head of the Three Palaces dares to nod and say yes, Qingge can play the word game and play until the place where the King of the Three Palaces dies and is not buried.
The King of the Third Palace is a stingy and straightforward person. When he heard Qingge's words, he was about to speak out and answer.
The King of the Seventh Palace coughed lightly.
This sound, like timely rain, blew away the violence of the three palace kings.
The King of the Third Palace was still scared and sweating profusely. When he looked at Qingge again, his eyes were no longer filled with thunder and anger, but deep fear.
This girl has such a strong aura and can kill people invisibly with her words and laughter.
When the cultivation level reaches a certain level, the momentum formed by a person will oppress the other party with extremely strong mental power.
Therefore, in ancient times, there was a saying that those who are powerful and powerful were super venerables. One look was enough to make a million troops scare him and urinate.
Just now, Qingge's cultivation level was indeed not as high as that of the King of the Third Palace, but when it comes to his own momentum, he was enough to crush the King of the Third Palace.
It is precisely because of this that the King of the Third Palace was so angry that he almost lost his mind by Qingge.
"It's okay to bring a weapon. A little girl can't kill the Eighteen Palaces. Third brother, don't make a fuss."
Thunder God is also a smart person, and comes out in time to smooth things over.
Qingge and the Goddess are those protected by Yan Bitong. Yan Bitong's status in the Divine Moon Capital is just a matter of time. In the future, they will even be able to get close to the Divine Moon King.
Therefore, no one here dares to openly break up with Yan Bitong. Even if there are some dirty and humble thoughts behind their backs, they are at least as noble as this on the surface, and they talk and laugh like the wind.
The third palace king made two sounds from his nose, and he was extremely disdainful. He looked at Qingge and turned his head, but he was thinking about it. Is the knife a weapon?
"The judge is here!" A guard shouted, and everyone looked back, but saw a man in gorgeous clothes coming slowly.
The man had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, wearing purple clothes, a sword on his waist, a crown and feather on his head, and medals on both sides of his shoulders were covered with tassels, which was a noble spirit.
This person is the eldest son of the Seventh Palace King and the Princess, Xuanyuan Lin, and Yun Shuishui's son-in-law.
"Brother Xuanyuan." Princess Nanxun had a bruised nose and a thick layer of powder could not be covered.
After seeing Xuanyuan Lin, Nan Xun finally felt better.
"Yes." Xuanyuan Lin responded lightly, walked forward, and sat straight on the treasure throne.
Xuanyuan Lin frowned when he saw the knife in Qingge's hand, then opened a gold-burning book and asked: "Ye Qingge, a human being, was demoted to the inferior lowly spirit. Come and engrave the letters, the upper lowly spirit box!
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Nanxun's eyes were full of sinisterness, and Mu Qing was very happy to calm down.
Yan Bitong frowned, trying to speak out.
The guards of the Eighteen Palaces beside them have been waiting for a long time and are ready to move. When they were about to come, they were interrupted by the woman's two light words.
“Let’s wait.”
After Qingge said that, he walked to the chair next to him with a knife and sat down, and drank a cup of tea.
"That's not your place." Xuanyuan Lin's eyes were dark.
"You are the one who was punished, but you are rude!" The King of the Third Palace said angrily: "What kind of morality is it! The little girl, really doesn't know what it means. Such a arrogant ritual is worthy of the Nine Sky Blue Queen?"
Even the goddess, Jiuci, Cheng Feng and others were confused and didn't know what Qingge was going to do.
Since the founding of the Eighteen Palaces, no one has dared to be so arrogant.
"The tortured person? Who said I was the tortured person?" Qingge crossed his legs, leaned against the back of the chair, carried a teapot, and poured tea into a cup.
After tilting the teapot, Qingge suddenly realized that there was no tea. In the middle, she looked at the little girl from the Eighteenth Hall next to her: "Is this the way to entertain guests in your Eighteenth Hall? Why don't you continue the tea quickly?" Qingge's tone was raised
, quite angry and did not drink the hot hot tea, Qingge was very unhappy.
As for the others, they all looked dull and their faces were indescribable.
Isn't this guy too arrogant?
"You are voluntarily demoted to the third-class low spirit of Shenyuexia. You still say that you are not the tortured? Miss Ye, you are indeed a distinguished guest of Shenyuexia, but after entering these eighteen halls, should you be sober? Come on, someone
, Engraving!” Xuanyuan Lin said angrily.
His resentment towards Qingge comes from the heart-protecting formation.
He hated Qingge for not handing over the heart-protecting formation, which made his fiancée's life in danger.
The judge of the Guilty Spirit Trial was originally Mu Qing, but Mu Qing did not want to offend Yan Bitong, so he specially invited Xuanyuan Lin.
With Xuanyuan Lin's temperament, whether it is a light song or a goddess, even if Yan Bitong comes out to stop him, even if there is King Qinglian by his side, Xuanyuan Lin will not show mercy.
After all, in terms of talent, Xuanyuan Lin is the best among the younger generation of the elves. In terms of identity, Xuanyuan Lin's father is the King of the Seventh Palace of Shenyue, his mother, the Princess of the Seventh Palace, and the noble daughter of the two elves.
The fiancée Princess Shangting is the daughter of the God of Reincarnation and the God of Cloud...
Therefore, as Xuanyuan Lin, he is most qualified to sit in the Eighteenth Hall for trial!
"Let's wait." Qingge Feng Qingyun said calmly.
"What exactly are you going to do!" Xuanyuan Lin stood up, drew out his long sword, and pointed at Qingge.
At the same time, Yan Bitong, the imperial teacher Cheng Feng, the Qinglian King Dongling Cod, and Jiuci stood up at the same time, and were shocked and forced Xuanyuan Lin.
"Imperial Master?" Xuanyuan Lin was surprised. His relationship with the Imperial Master Cheng Feng was OK all day long.
"Young Master Xuanyuan, your identity is the judge, just continue to judge." Dongling Cod said coldly.
If Qingge really had something wrong here, he would be furious and knocked down the Eighteenth Palace of the Divine Moon!
Xuanyuan Lin looked at the people around him, full of anger.
cough.
The Seventh Palace King coughed, and Xuanyuan Lin gradually woke up.
The princess smiled and said, "Lin'er, Miss Ye is the savior of Lord Chi Yan, so she should be more polite."
"The princess is really understanding, then who should I order tea quickly." Qingge's move is called "sticking" and "should you like to be arrogant."
Even though the princess has a good temper, the smile on her face gradually solidified and her expression is quite stiff.
The maid next to him looked at Xuanyuan Lin. Xuanyuan Lin hesitated for a long time before saying, "Go to tea!"
The maid returned, picked up the newly prepared hot tea and placed it on the table next to Qingge.
The singer held the teacup and took a sip. The hot tea entered his throat and the mellow fragrance remained in his teeth.
"Good tea." Qingge put down the tea cup, lowered his eyes slightly, and closed his eyes to feel the fragrance of tea.
Everyone looked at Qingge speechlessly.
"Miss Ye, you should be tortured after drinking this tea, right?" Xuanyuan Lin smiled coldly and said patiently.
He wanted to see what tricks Ye Qingge could do this.
He is bound to win the heart protection formation.
He hated Ye Qingge.
Take out the heart-protecting formation and save his fiancée's life.
Ye Qingge faced a life but turned a blind eye to it, which shows that he was cold-blooded and inhumane.
Sure enough, as my father said, the human race is a group of lowly things.
"Stop..." The third voice was slow, completely making Xuanyuan Lin anxious.
Xuanyuan Lin shouted: "Ye Qingge, don't be more and more frustrated!"
"Young Master Xuanyuan, ask why you punish me? What did I do wrong?"
When Qingge asked this, everyone present was stunned.
Punish Qingge, because Qingge is willing to be demoted to a lowly spirit.
She asked this back, which was really funny. No one could answer Qingge's words with confidence.
This time Xuanyuan Lin was completely confused. However, the Seventh Palace King frowned and looked at Qingge with thoughtful thoughts.
If it weren't for the different positions and the two were enemies, he would have thought this girl was a little interesting at this moment.
After all, it is not a good person who can lose nine million people from Thor.
Thor's stingy spirit is really well-known. (To be continued)