Chapter 160

He couldn't help but raise a smile on his lips. Lin Yixuan looked at Luo qingluan and felt that she was ancient and strange, beautiful and intelligent. If she hadn't argued loudly, how could she disrupt Hanson's plot?

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and said positively, "the parliaments of the four countries have been held for many years. There have long been unwritten rules. No one can change them. I agree with the southern Wei state to win the game just now."

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Yuqi also nodded: "yes! Even if there is competition among the four countries, it is not allowed to openly intimidate. The practice of the North Vietnamese emperor is really despised! I also agree with the national victory of the southern Wei Dynasty."

However, in a moment, two sides stood on the side of the southern Wei state, and Han Xun couldn't help turning black.

Lin Yixuan is the crown prince of the southern Wei Dynasty. It's normal for him to favor the southern Wei Dynasty. However, Dongwan state has expressed such a clear attitude this time. Can it be said that... Dongwan is also ready to be an enemy with him in North Vietnam?

The strong sense of crisis makes Hanson gnash his teeth, but it's not the time to get angry anyway.

Needless to say, the Western Chu emperor naturally said that the southern Wei Dynasty won. Even if Han Xun said anything, he was unable to return to heaven.

Duke Li finally breathed a sigh of relief and announced in a sharp voice, "the second round of martial arts test - riding, the winner, Liu Zongze Shizi of Nanwei!" There was a warm applause at the scene. The ministers of Western Chu, envoys of various countries, and even the people around the onlookers couldn't help laughing.

At this time, imperial concubine song quietly said in the ear of the Western Chu Emperor: "Your Majesty, there have been two games. Dongwan state has won one game, and the southern Wei state has won another game just now, but we..."

"Hehe, don't worry."

The emperor of Western Chu glanced at the man in xuanpao not far away, smiled knowingly and said, "the next moment is when we show our strength. Are you afraid we can't win with Ziqing?"

Nangong Waner, the third princess sitting next to her, suddenly brightened her eyes and interrupted, "father, do you mean that the king of Chu is going to participate in the martial arts competition?"

"Ziqing is the first master of Western Chu. If you don't compete, isn't it a waste?" The proud way of the West Chu emperor.

"But... I heard that the king of Chu was injured a while ago?"

"Don't worry, Ziqing, who is it? How can you find him with a little injury? Princess Chu has excellent medical skills. He has recovered long ago." The emperor of Western Chu was heartless and indifferent.

Nangong Waner didn't think much. She clenched her hand full of worship: "well, since there is the king of Chu, we must win this time."

Not only other princes and princes, but also Xiao Yuqi, Xiao Ningyu and Lin Xiaochen, have the same idea as the Western Chu emperor. The only one who worries about Nalan night is Luo qingluan.

Listening to Grandpa Li's announcement of the third competition, Luo qingluan finally couldn't help grabbing Nalan night's hand and said anxiously, "Nalan night, it's your turn right away. But..." looking at his pale lips, she whispered, "if you really feel unwell, it's better to tell your majesty not to participate?"

As soon as his heart was warm, Nalan night clenched Luo qingluan's hand: "don't worry about me, qingluan."

"The third game, martial arts competition." Duke Li stood on the high platform and announced loudly. He immediately drew back the attention of the people. Among them, there were some Jianghu guests, escort agency guards and so on. They all looked at Nalan night.

Nalan night's great achievements have been widely praised by the people of Western Chu. In their hearts, Nalan night is the patron saint of the Western Chu state. Even many people come to see Nalan night. As long as Nalan night takes part in the competition, he must win in the end!

Han Xun, with a black face, had long been angered by the words of the people of Western Chu. At this time, their worship of Nalan night made his heart choppy and angry.

Hanson's cold eyes stared at Nalan night, and his fist had been tight: "Nalan night, new hatred and old hatred, let's end it today."

Before it was his turn to go up, Nalan tasted tea leisurely at night and turned a blind eye to Hanson's hatred.

With the guarantee of Nalan night, Luo qingluan also relaxed her heart.

"In this competition, the weapons on the stage are optional. Up to the point, you can't attack the key parts. Those who step down or can't fight again will be defeated. Those who admit defeat can admit defeat and surrender."

As soon as Li Gong's voice fell, Han Xun stood up, looked cold and proud, and was the first to go to Biwu platform.

Han Xun's appearance alone is actually a handsome man among people. It's quite good. Dressed in a black cloak, he was cold and fierce, and his face was covered with frost. His noble spirit was covered by the gradually strong murderous spirit, which was even more frightening. Some people around him who didn't know his true identity couldn't help but be shocked and feel unmatched.

"It's a pity that people are like people, but hatred blinds their hearts." Luo qingluan glanced and shook his head.

Duke Li on the stage didn't know why, so he was stunned and stammered: "Your Majesty, North Vietnam, I haven't read your Majesty's play yet..."

"I'll play this first game for Beiyue today." Han Xun picked his eyebrows, made no secret of his exposed murderous spirit, and proudly asked, "the rules don't say that the monarch is not allowed to compete?".

With a tremor in his heart, Duke Li quickly looked at the reaction of the West Chu emperor. Although the West Chu emperor looked unhappy, he still nodded slightly.

"In the first inning, Han Xun, the king of North Vietnam, played against Lin Xiaochen, the second prince of South Wei!" Duke Li hurriedly finished the publicity, fearing that he would be implicated by Hanson's anger, he hurriedly withdrew.

"Good!" Just because he was dissatisfied with Han Xun about the horse race just now, and now it was the competition he participated in, Lin Xiaochen slightly raised his contempt at the corners of his mouth, stood up and walked towards the martial arts competition platform.

Lin Xiaochen's slender and straight figure was almost perfect, with a jade face, Phoenix eyes and a light hook on his lips. He strode to the stage, glanced at the weapon rack and took down a long sword.

Han Xun had already taken a sword and weighed it in his hand. Seeing Lin Xiaochen's weapon in hand, he directly pulled the sword out of its scabbard, which was cold and glittering for a moment. Without waiting for Lin Xiaochen to react, Han Xun has cut off with a sword. The towering sword spirit is like the cold wind in winter, and instantly sweeps across the test bench.

"You..." out of guard, Lin Xiaochen was shocked and hurried back. Unexpectedly, he just moved. He heard a arrogant laugh: "ha ha... Second prince, what are you worried about? I don't know the rules. How can I sneak attack you? But try whether the sword fits or not. How can you be so scared?"

Han Xun mocked, and Lin Xiaochen knew that he had been fooled. But he couldn't explain. His angry handsome face turned red, pointed to Hansen with the tip of his sword and said angrily, "Hansen, there is no nobleness or inferiority on the test platform! Even if you are the king of the country, I will defeat you openly. If you accidentally wipe your neck by me, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Oh, you two, you can't use it, you can't use it. The sword has no eyes, so far!" Duke Li's frightened soul was about to fall off, so he quickly dissuaded him.

Lin Xiaochen and Han Xun didn't look at him. Their eyes flashed. They had already fought with their eyes for several rounds.

"Grandpa Li, announce the beginning." The light way of the West Chu emperor.

The new emperor of North Vietnam actually participated in the contest of the parliaments of the four countries, which was never thought of by the Western Chu emperor before. But now, he suddenly felt it was a good thing.

If there is a special situation in the original fair competition, I'm afraid it will be very interesting. Whether Lin Xiaochen was injured or Han Xun was killed, he was happy to see his success. But this kind of thought was not enough for external humanity, and he secretly expected it.

If so, the situation between the four countries will change... Emperor Xi Chu even began to hope that the bigger the competition, the better.

When Duke Li announced that the floating dust had fallen at the beginning of the game, Hansen was sure to strike first. Suddenly, he raised his sword and stabbed him. Everyone was so surprised that they took a breath and worried about Lin Xiaochen. Because of the sneak attack just now, Lin Xiaochen was already on guard and avoided the sword edge on one side.

With a clang, he quickly pulled out his long sword, and the scabbard stood behind him. His movements were flowing. Where was the previous hurry? Lin Xiaochen, who had regarded Hansen as a strong enemy, had given full play to his strength, and the long sword was like a continuous wave, attacking Hansen.

"Come on!" Han Xun did not retreat but entered. As soon as he turned his wrist, the sword peak turned to be flat and cut off Lin Xiaochen's neck. However, Lin Xiaochen's head fell back and Yungong retreated.

His eyes were dark, but he didn't expect to be avoided. Hanson pursued him closely, and his attack was swift and violent. All his moves attacked each other's vital points. After a few moves, Lin Xiaochen cried in his heart. His face was a little ugly, and subtle beads of sweat exuded from his forehead.

"Han Xun's shameless degree, I'm afraid, is unprecedented and unprecedented." Luo qingluan sneered and looked at Han Xun and Lin Xiaochen.

Nalan night nodded and said, "war is not tired of fraud. Han Xun, as the new emperor of North Vietnam, has just gained a firm foothold. If he is not cruel, he is afraid that he will die long ago. Everyone has been in a different environment since childhood. The drama of court struggle is only unexpected. Without what they can't do, and without some tricks and means, he may not live today."

"Do you sympathize with him?" Luo qingluan was curious. She had never seen Nalan night evaluate a person with unscrupulous and dark psychology.

"Sympathy is not enough. It should be understanding?" Nalan said faintly at night.

From the tone of Nalan night, Luo qingluan heard a strong sense of loneliness. It must be that he thought of himself from Han Xun. How much did Nalan night pay to become the only king with a different surname in Western Chu when he was so young?

In the war five years ago, did he almost die and suffer unimaginable difficulties and pain? Why does Nalan night want to give up his military power and become a king with only favor but no real power?

Luo qingluan thought a lot, but never asked. At this moment, she had a feeling of understanding.

It was very painful. This feeling was self-evident. Even Luo qingluan didn't know why she couldn't control it. She firmly grasped Nalan night's hand on the table and comforted, "everything is over and will be better in the future."

Unexpectedly, the girl would comfort him at this time. Nalan night smiled happily at Luo qingluan, and a touch of tenderness flashed in her eyes.