The court held a meeting, but there was no result in the end. The detailed list of Xiyue Shanjun still needs to be carefully considered by each department, but one thing can be confirmed that the candidate of this Shanjun must be from the Xuanyuan Empire, and after all, it is the sect leader. You cannot choose a great sage from the vassal state to serve as the Shanjun. Even if you have this intention, there will be no suitable candidate. No one can have such a good deed to support the sky and the sea, and naturally they cannot bear the title of the human race Xiyue.

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"Swish!"

In the night sky, I, who activated the "Zuozhi" stunt, walked silently above the Fan Book City. The ten directions of the steam wheel eyes opened and looked at everything in the city one by one. I was even more diligent than the censor of the city patrol. The change I learned before was definitely not for no reason. Something must be hidden in this royal city.

However, the Ten Directions of Fire Wheel An could not understand the change.

In the end, I had to give up. Looking at the players who were constantly leaving the city to level up at the east gate of Fanshu City, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. Then I crushed a scroll of the Dragon Domain Return to the City. The next moment, I was already in the Dragon Domain. Not far away, two dragon knights were jumping off the back of the dragon. When I saw me coming, I immediately bowed my fists and saluted with respect.

Further away, there is the training scene of the Dragon Domain soldiers. The group of iron cavalry trained to fight against the cavalry, and the sound of horse hooves was deafening. Further away, there were large forage fields. There were a lot of war horses in the Dragon Domain and the consumption was very large. Every day, a large number of vehicles with various food and supplies were from the Northern Wilderness Province and the Northern Liang Province entered the Dragon Domain. In fact, this land of the human race nourished the powerful Dragon Domain. There is no doubt about this.

Dragon Domain Hall.

Senior Sister Yun leaned on the windowsill, hugged her arms, and looked at the desk with beautiful eyes. On the desk, the ginkgo sky umbrella was placed outside and turned into a ginkgo tree about two meters high. Lin Fengnian was spreading his hands, gathering two hexagram formations, constantly checking the damaged part of the ginkgo sky umbrella, frowned and shook his head, constantly saying the names and quantities of the types of materials needed for repair. Lan Che waved his goose brush and wrote down the things Lin Fengnian asked one by one.

"Junior brother?"

Senior Sister Yun looked up at me.

"Um."

I nodded, walked up to sit on the windowsill with Senior Sister Yun, glanced at Sylvia, who was lying lazily by the fireplace like a kitten, and found a blood mark on her shoulder, and her whole arm was split open by a sword, but the blood mark had begun to heal. It can be seen that Lin Hai, Philtuna asked how dangerous the battle in the Stegosaurus Realm was. In fact, half of her own avenue had merged with the Dragon Realm. Lin Hai, Philtuna's sword energy was slashed on the Dragon Realm, and Sylvia had to eat more than half of it.

Thanks to the fact that the Silver Dragon clan is a branch of the ancient sacred dragon, it is equivalent to a sacred dragon, so it has extremely strong recovery power. Otherwise, if it were someone else, he might have been killed by those two swords.

"Silvia, is it okay?" I asked.

"Um."

She opened her eyes and smiled, "The problem is not big. The little one who has no conscience finally has a little conscience. This question makes people feel a little warm."

I touched my nose.

Senior Sister Yun chuckled and said, "Junior brother, it's probably because there is something wrong with coming to Long Domain? Is there a big problem with the plan to enfeoff Xiyue?"

“A little trouble.”

I frowned and said, "The candidates for Xiyueshanjun have been hanging around. There is never a real suitable person. There is a lot of noise in the court, so I came out."

"really."

She nodded gently: "The Western Mountain you are going to forge is an unprecedented Western Mountain, connecting the north and south of the world. People without great merits cannot bear this great fortune."

Lan Che said: "Mr. Yunyue, I have an idea. Maybe this candidate is more suitable."

"Oh? Say, who."

"Dark King, Xuanyuan Yu."

Lan Che's eyes were as bright as water, and said, "At that time, the Dark King died in battle to protect the Black City. Moreover, the Dark King Xuanyuan Yu was once a member of the Xuanyuan clan. He had a very high cultivation level. He even used a black city to resist the Bloody King Court for many years in the Northern Territory. If there were no Dark King, the Bloody King Court would have long led his troops south to invade the human territory. Can such merits be worthy of the Xiyue Mountain Lord?"

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Senior Sister Yun shook her head: "First, His Highness the Dark King has passed away for many years, and the heroic spirits have almost disappeared. Secondly, although His Highness the Dark King is a member of the Xuanyuan clan, his name has long been cut off from the genealogy. Even if we regain the heroic spirits of His Highness the Dark King, can the human race agree? The Xuanyuan clan's ancestral temple will really allow the name Xuanyuan Yu to be written on the mountain tablet of Xiyue?"

I sighed: "Indeed, Your Highness the Dark King is not suitable. If you force Your Highness the Dark King to be the King of Xiyueshan, the Xuanyuan clan will definitely blame me. At that time, I, the King of Xiaoyao, will be difficult again. To be honest, although Your Highness the Dark King has made outstanding achievements, he still cannot bear the title of Mr of Xiyueshan."

Senior Sister Yun was nude and didn't say anything.

I was silent, too.

Lin Fengnian seemed to be unable to listen to what we said at all, but just focused on studying the defective parts of the Ginkgo Sky Umbrella.

After two minutes, Senior Sister Yun finally asked, "Junior brother, you haven't said that there should be something else besides the candidate for Xiyueshanjun?"

"Um."

I nodded: "I think Fan Bookstore is a little uneasy recently. It seems that something has invaded, but when I checked with the Shifang Huohei An, I couldn't find anything. So, in order to prevent problems, I want to come to Senior Sister Yun to discuss how to strengthen Fan Bookstore's defense, or how to ensure that the White-Clothed Queen is safe and safe?"

Senior Sister Yun looked at me straight: "Do you just value the wind not to smell it?"

"Yeah..."

I told the truth: "The White-Clothed Qing Gao is the backbone of the Xuanyuan Empire and the pillar of the entire Xuanyuan clan. After the death of the late emperor Xuanyuan Ying, the White-Clothed Qing Gao alone supported half of the country. I, the Xiaoyao King... I have different identities after all. I didn't belong here at all, so I hope the White-Clothed Qing Gao is fine. Once he has something to do, I will feel particularly lonely alone. This feeling... Does Senior Sister Yun understand?"

"A little bit."

Senior Sister Yun pursed her lips and said, "We have sent a sealed dragon cavalry general and dozens of dragon knights to work together to protect the wind from the smell. Isn't that enough?"

"I'm worried, but it's not enough."

"knew."

She gently flicked her sleeves and said, "Silvia, summon the people from the First Sword Formation Team to come in."

"yes!"

Sylvia stood up, went back, and followed her into the command hall with ten people. Each of them had the emblem of a dragon cavalry on their shoulders. If I sensed from my realm, these people had almost become eternal life per capita, with rich dragon energy and sword energy flowing all over their bodies. Seven men and three women. When I looked at them, I was like seeing a series of sharp swords that were about to be unsheathed.

"See Lord Yunyue!"

Ten people clasped their fists and nodded, then looked at me, clasped their fists together: "See Lord July Liuhuo!"

"Um."

I nodded, saying hello, and then looked at Senior Sister Yun suspiciously: "Senior Sister, what do you say?"

Senior Sister Yun smiled and said, "After I obtained the Flying Snow Sword Formation, I went to seclusion and realized the method. I once traveled deeply into the ancient river of years hidden in the Flying Snow Sword Formation. After that, I not only obtained many ancient and ancient sword intent teachings, but also learned about the real Flying Snow Sword Formation, a sword formation that can greatly enhance the sword intent. Therefore, I wrote down the mental formula of the Flying Snow Sword Formation and handed it over to the ten people with the deepest sword cultivation in the Dragon Domain to practice. Now, these ten people are no longer a problem to establish a sword formation. Once it is used, its power will be quite amazing."

I looked at the ten people in front of me and said, "Senior Sister, can you explain it clearly. How strong can you be? Can you deal with the throne?"

Suddenly, the ten people showed a guilty look and awkward smile appeared on their faces.

Senior Sister Yun chuckled and said, "With their current sword formation attainment, they cannot kill the king, but they can hold on for a while. Even a king like Fan Yi can hold on for a while. With the power of the sword formation, it will be delayed slightly. As for the delay time, it will be enough to last until I arrive. Junior brother, if you need it, you can dispatch these ten people and place them in the Book City of Fan, and they will set up the sword formation. Even if there is any change, you can ensure that the Book City of Fan City is safe in a short time, and your white-clothed minister will naturally not have any life worries."

This time it was my turn to be embarrassed: "That's so sorry, senior sister..."

She glanced at me: "I finally know I'm sorry?"

"certainly……"

...

Late at night, the bookstore was as busy as usual.

In the East Square, countless players set up stalls, exchanged, chatted, formed teams, etc., and deeper in the city, red lanterns from restaurants illuminated the night. Many NPC dignitaries drank and had fun in the restaurants, danced gracefully, and there were scenes of singing and dancing rising to peace. There were even players who were generous in asking friends to go to the restaurant to drink wine with high prices and temporary attributes. The entire Book City seemed to have become a non-night party.

I walked in the brightly lit street, followed by ten Dragon Domain Sword Masters.

"grown ups."

A young master said in a deep voice: "Can a formation be set up near the blacksmith shops in Dongcheng, I'll go?"

"Can."

I nodded: "If you have any questions, just mention my name as Xiaoyao King, it works."

"yes!"

He disappeared into the night.

The others also chose the position of their own slumping formation one by one. In less than an hour, all ten people were selected, and the prototype of a flying snow sword formation hidden in the city was formed. The order I gave them was that if there was any abnormal movement in the Fan Book City, they could directly take action and support a flying snow sword formation in the entire Fan Book City.

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Look at the time is almost done.
Chapter completed!