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【75】The real purpose of the visit

Seeing him as if he had expected it, Zhao Yue was a little surprised: "Why do you seem to have known it long ago?"

Fu Chen curled his lips and said disdainfully: "It's me, I'll tell you too, that's your brother."

She was stunned and smacked her lips.

"Hey, no matter what, Huang Quan is a person who can absolutely trust. Although there are some headache-inducing hobbies, they are definitely the brothers who are worthy of entrusting behind her." She glanced at Fu Chen and saw that his eyebrows were drooping and he didn't say anything.

"This is what the Emperor said." After a moment, she added.

Fu Chen still didn't look up and said nothing.

Seeing that it was late outside the house, the music of Yun Xiaoxian's banquet had disappeared. She yawned, got up and walked towards the inner room: "Go to bed early, you have to compete tomorrow."

He let out a breath and nodded with his back to her.

For some reason, it was clearly the first time he had come into contact with the Emperor Huangquan of the Santuchuan, but he felt a familiar feeling from the bottom of his heart.

This man clearly gave him some reasons to be alert and disgusted, but he made him feel trusted inexplicably.

Even if I was at a strife and wanted to fight in person, I was sitting here and thinking about it for some reason, but for some reason, I always felt that this person was an upright and good person, as if I felt it so much at heart.

If this man is behind you, he must be someone worthy of entrusting his life.

He was a little puzzled, confused, and more surprised and shocked.

Everything that happened tonight is very strange and strange. In theory, the great gods of these three pythons cannot freely enter and exit this shore and the other shore, and cannot freely travel through the world of the living and the kingdom of the dead.

Then he spent such a lot of spiritual power, was he really just here to say hello to him, tell him some information, and then leave without hesitation at all?

Moreover, he unexpectedly cared about what Zhaoyue said.

"You two are like this every time, and you have a deep brotherly love!"

This time, the doubts in Fuchen's heart became even greater. Is it because he had a special relationship and intersection with this Emperor of the Underworld in his unknown long river of time and in his unknown distant years?

Looking at the shadows of candlelight in front of the table alone, a guess gradually emerged in Fu Chen's mind.

Could I be the ancient emperor?

He looked at the inner room where the lights had already been gone, listened to Zhao Yue's even breathing coming from inside, and bit his cold lips.

Fu Chen looked out the window, from the moon to the bright light.

I obviously drank so much Yun Xiaoxian, but I didn't feel sleepy all night.

He had too many doubts and confusions in his heart, but the moment he saw Zhaoyue, he couldn't ask for half a syllable.

If she is not, wouldn't she be laughed at?

The thoughts surged to the end and only formed two words: "Rice Porridge."

Zhao Yue seemed to have gotten used to it, frowned and looked reluctant, but she still honestly brought the bowl of porridge and egg buns to him.

"For the sake of your loss today, I've got you an extra egg."

He gave her a blank look and snorted coldly.

Actually, Zhao Yue was right. He really needed to lose a lot today, but seeing that he didn't pull out his sword in the competition field and put four or five challenges with his bare hands, Zhao Yue couldn't stop the cold sweat from his forehead.

Even Yun Xiaoxian, who was sitting aside, couldn't sit still.

"According to this situation, can Yuezun accept a female apprentice today?" He turned his face and asked awkwardly.

Looking at the cheers of the immortal friends from all directions in the training ground, one wave higher and one wave higher, and even began to analyze how wonderful and accurate his move was, and how the opponent lost for granted, Zhao Yue sighed softly.

She was also unsure.

Although he really wanted to lose this competition in the plan and then gave Ling Mei a regular identity, the situation in front of him might be, maybe, maybe, his plan could not keep up with the changes.

Finally, when Ling Mei stood opposite him, the cold-faced boy's expression changed a little.

"I'm really looking forward to your sword." Fu Chen raised his head and looked at Ling Mei in front of him arrogantly.

She bowed to him without expression and bowed to him: "The little girl has not achieved great success in swordsmanship, so I hope the Lord of God will show mercy."

Then, from his waist, he slowly pulled out a slender sword.

Before the war started, Fu Chen saw all her flaws in just one position. He glanced at Zhao Yue, who was sitting at the highest point of the stand, and slowly pulled out the Yun Yu sword on his waist.

In an instant, the situation was changing on the training ground, and the gods stretched their necks and looked at the Yunyu sword in his hand.

That is a top ten rookie in the weapon chart, a peerless sword that has never been seen before.

"Using this sword is quite good for your streamer sword."

This sentence, Ling Mei, who confronted him with the sword, was stunned for a moment: "Do you recognize this sword?"

How could he not recognize the sword of Luo Yao, the sword immortal in Qingyun Mountain, how could he not recognize it?

Fu Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, without answering her, and took a step back with one foot, making a preparation.

He had his own plans. Even if he had to lose to her in this competition, he had to find out whether the woman in front of him had lost her memory, what level of her swordsmanship was, and whether it was possible that she was the eyeliner placed by the Heavenly Clan here.

When the drums sounded in the stands, everyone held their breath.

Then she saw Ling Mei take the initiative, dance in the air and stabbing towards Fu Chen.

Zhaoyue's eyes also followed her figure tightly.

This woman is indeed as Lin Sheng said before her death. Her sword skills are definitely not something that can be achieved in the past few hundred years of Medicine King Valley. Her moves are complete and her strength is properly controlled, and each sword is extremely purposeful.

Yun Xiaoxian, who was beside him, looked back and forth a few times, hit Zhaoyue with his elbow, and leaned against her ear and whispered: "This is not my sword technique in Medicine King Valley."

Zhaoyue nodded: "Fuchen knows."

Seeing her point of view, Yun Xiaoxian didn't say anything.

At this moment, all his eyes fell on Fu Chen, because his routine was not the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Clan at all.

That trick was extremely mysterious, and he wanted to greet but refused, even with a hint of feminine smell.

Not only Yun Xiaoxian, almost all the gods had never seen such a strange way. They held their breath for a moment and focused all their attention on him.

Only Zhao Yue frowned and didn't know how to evaluate it.

This guy, once he fought, he actually learned 70% of the way of Huangquan. He learned it now and sold it now. It was amazing.

She looked around and looked back and forth among the gods, but she could not find the figure of Huangquan.

It turned out that he suddenly visited last night, with the fundamental purpose of letting him learn the routine of the Yin Sword.

In this regard, Fu Chen, who was fighting on the court, sat in front of the desk all night last night and guessed it almost the same.

As he deliberately sold a flaw to Lingmei, the competition finally came to an end with Lingmei's victory.

Zhao Yue felt very regretful. She didn't see the prince losing so much, but instead made him win an excellent reputation among the gods.

As soon as the competition ended, a group of people surrounded him to discuss his sword skills.

Even Fusang, who was sitting in the Yuqing Hall of the Nine Heavens, couldn't help but straighten up, and repeatedly confirmed in surprise: "Is it really the way of Yin Jian?"

Shan Yulin, who was standing in front of him, nodded and sighed: "What a Yin Sword."

"Is it possible to admit your mistake?"

Shan Yulin sneered and walked to the steps beside him and sat down: "How is that possible? That's the move to kill the Demon King in the Battle of the Wasteland."
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