"Xuanyuan..." Su Ziyu was stunned.

In today's Eastern Qin Dynasty, the Xuanyuan royal family is little known. Apart from the deceased former prince, there are only orphans of the prince left among the people.

Xuanyuan Cloud Scene… Xuanyuan Cloud Scene…

Could it be possible——

"As Jun Shanjun thought, he is the orphan of the late prince." Luo Ge smiled slightly.

Su Ziyu's hand shaking the tea cup shook.

Immediately, the warmth and calmness between his eyebrows returned, but he saw him raising his eyebrows and asked: "Miss Luo, aren't you afraid that I will tell the royal family?"

"Will Lord Zhuan Shan tell me?" Luo Ge asked.

Su Ziyu raised her lips: "Of course not. But then again, whoever is going to fight with Miss Luo tomorrow, Miss Luo, does she need a break?"

"No need. I can figure out those individuals. I don't care if I don't ask. I just take things as they come. What's more, I don't dare to think too highly of those young and frivolous young people." Luo Ge picked them up.

A piece of shortbread, I lifted up the gauze to cover my face, chewed it slowly and swallowed it.

"Miss Luo can really do divination?" Although she heard Shui Zekong talk about it many times, Su Ziyu still felt curious.

"Of course. If Mr. Zhuan Shan doesn't believe it, I won't say much. If that's the case, I'll leave first." Luo Ge stood up and bowed before leaving. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around to glance at Shui Zekong and said with a smile,

"Miss Nishang's chess skills are pretty good. When you two meet again in the future, you can have a discussion with her and refine her skills. You won't lose face in front of Lord Zhuan Shan."

Then turned and left.

Mizuze Sora: "..."

He guarantees that this stinky girl is mocking him for not being very good at chess, even Hua Nishang can't compete with him!

Okay, okay, although his chess skills are indeed not as good as Hua Nishang.

Seeing Mizuze Kong's deflated look, Su Ziyu smiled: "What, Brother Wuhen didn't refute?"

"I'm going to refute this with a hammer! If you argue with this stinky girl, you're definitely digging your own hole and jumping out of it." Mizuze flipped his eyes.

"Haha, since Miss Luo thinks it's okay, I won't be sentimental. I'll just keep those pills for you, Brother Wuhen. I still have marriage matters to deal with, and Xi'er doesn't want to wait too long. Wuhen

Brother, Yun Cheng took the first step." Su Ziyu stood up, patted her folds, and smiled slightly.

Mizuze Sora: "..."

Bah, bah, bah, where did all those sour scum come from! He didn't even say anything about the sourness, but he left in such an upright manner!

"Jiang Shanjun, you have gone too far." Shui Zekong muttered rather depressedly.

He came all the way to attend this guy's wedding, and that's how he ate the sour fruit.

Very Su Ziyu, very Su Ziyu.

"Eleven, where is Mr. Yun Fan?" Shui Zekong sighed and opened his thin lips lightly at the curtain in front of him.

"Go back to the master, I'm in the cubicle. I'm making tea and tasting wine with Miss Luo right now." Jun Shiyi appeared from the darkness and bowed to Shui Zekong.

Very good, another one with a wife.

Shui Zekong took a deep breath and asked again: "What about Mr. Xiaoyao? It's impossible for him to have a wife?"

"He..." Jun Shiyi touched his nose and spoke with some embarrassment, "In order to avoid Mr. Wei, he now hides his appearance and wanders around the brothel alleys in Chang'an City."

Shuizekong was suddenly speechless.

"Just step back." He held his eyes with one hand and silently twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Here." Jun Shiyi felt that his master was not in a good mood and quickly bowed and left.

Mizuze Sora raised his head and looked out the window.

It's June now, and the weather is getting hotter. There is an ice basin in the house, which is quite cool. The sunlight just extends through the window, slowly wrapping everything here.

Mizuze Kong narrowed his eyes.

He was extremely happy at the tranquility at this time.

It's just that, as a member of the Shui clan, it's impossible to stay peaceful all the time.

and--

Shui Zekong slowly opened his eyes, supported his chin with both hands, his eyes reflected the bustling Chang'an City outside the window, and murmured: "My free heart doesn't want to be peaceful all the time."

The next day.

At the beginning of the Yin period.

The martial arts arena has always been the most lively only when troops are training. Early today, people came in one after another bringing melons and fruits and sat in the spectator seats.

The person they are waiting for is the mysterious girl Luo Ge who is rumored to be wearing a black hat, covering her face, possessing peerless swordsmanship and rare treasures.

Yesterday, I heard the news from Young Master Shui and the Xuanyuan royal family that today she has to guard the ring alone, challenge the heroes, and win face for the Eastern Qin people!

As a result, the people in Chang'an City couldn't sit still. They were excited and couldn't sleep.

So at the beginning of Yinshi, people came to the martial arts arena to watch and wait.

As the sun began to rise, the sunshine became brighter and brighter, and important people came one after another.

The first to sit in the audience seat on the high platform was their second prince of Eastern Qin, Xuanyuan Yun'an, the legitimate son of King An; followed by Su Ziyu, the young master of the Su clan, the ten largest families in the East Qin, and Li Cu, the young master of the Li clan.

, and Shuizekong, the young leader of the Shui clan.

The man who reappeared was wearing a light purple robe, a white transparent coat with brocade silk, and a purple auspicious cloud jade pendant hanging from his waist. He looked like a banished immortal. He was the No. 7 Immortal Cultivation Sect in the mortal world in the Eastern Qin Dynasty, Ziyun Sect Seven.

Elder, Elder Liuyun’s personal disciple Su Changan is dead.

As for those sitting slightly below, they are the disciples of the other seven major families and the five top cultivation sects in the mortal world.

Even though all the onlookers were seated, there was only one missing person.

"Didn't Miss Luo agree? Why can't she be born?" "It's probably because she has to defend the ring alone and challenge the younger generation of heroes from the four countries, so she is a little scared." "You are still young after all, even though you defeated the Accent Immortal

But it mostly depends on luck." "If she is afraid and can't come, then who will guard the ring today?" "It's not the time yet, and it's only Yin time now." "..." "..."

Another little half an hour passed while everyone was in a cloud.

"Then Luo Ge, your son, are you coming?" A disciple from one of the top ten aristocratic families couldn't help but shouted, "If you were afraid, couldn't you just refuse it yesterday?"

After hearing this, everyone started talking again.

At that time, a young man dressed in black, with a face that had not yet opened up and a calm look on his face, jumped onto the stage and stood quietly without saying a word.

"Who is this guy?" "Look at his small body, he is probably here to cause trouble." "Maybe he was sent by the noble family to insult Luo Ge." "..." "..."

The young man in black became the focus of everyone's attention in an instant. They looked at his appearance and speculated on his identity.

"Xuanyuan Yunjing, the heir of the first prince of the Eastern Qin Dynasty, on behalf of my master Luo Ge, invites three heroes from all walks of life to fight." Xuanyuan Yunjing took a deep breath, clasped his fists and bowed to the people in the audience, and spoke loudly.

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.
Chapter completed!