Chapter 2720

"The king..."

Hearing Fang Qingxue's question, a trance and pure and holy vision appeared in the bright eyes behind the piano. Looking at the curling smoke on the teapot, it seems that it has gone through time and space.

All the people of the world said that they had broken the iron rule of making a king for a hundred years. She was the only one who knew that, not only that.

If it wasn't for what happened at the Centennial grand meeting, if it wasn't for the young swordsman named Luo Feng who gave her the will of the king, it's unknown whether she succeeded in winning the title of king.

If you want to say how she was crowned king, the biggest reason is that Luofeng.

But Luofeng had already been buried in the abyss of the earth, and even his bones could not be found.

Who would believe that.

"Jingxuan?" Fang Qing didn't speak for a long time after she saw the Qin. She reminded her.

After the piano, he thought back and smiled apologetically: "I think of a little past King sealing is to find your own way of martial arts. Everyone's way is different. After all, the way of others is not your own way, so I can tell you a little. Just keep in mind, don't forget the original intention. What you want to do is to keep in mind. "

"Don't forget what you want to do with your heart. The warrior will always do it."

Fang Qingxue repeated this sentence and nodded his head thoughtfully, as if he had realized something.

After Qin, he took a sip of tea and said, "I don't have xuanyidan, but if you need any other resources, you can tell me."

Smell speech, Fang Qingxue is about to refuse, Qin hind interrupted her: "you don't rush to refuse. I told you not to rush, just don't want you to be too persistent and crazy. However, the current situation is not optimistic. We can't afford to slack off. You can seal the king, or you should seal the king as soon as possible. There are many things in the future that need your help and my help. "

Fang Qing said heavily when she saw Qin, and Dai Mei frowned slightly. "Jing Xuan, what's the matter? Master said that you are investigating a very important matter. What is it? "

"It's not good to know something early. I'll tell you myself when you're queen. You just need to know that our enemies are far more than just the ones at hand. " He shook his head behind the piano.

Fang Qingxue knows the temper behind the Qin and doesn't ask any more. She just thinks about the deep meaning of the words behind the Qin. The enemies of the nine holy places are the demons of the western desert. If not, who will they be?

After the piano, I took a look at Fang Qingxue and said:

"I learned from the master that you are recently understanding the space mood, and I am also learning a unique art containing the space meaning. I can show you, hoping to inspire you, and it is also a gift I send you."

Hearing this, Fang Qingxue immediately gathered her mind and stared at the back of the piano carefully.

After the piano, she gently breathed out a breath and stretched out her white right hand. As her two fingers in the food were close together, golden talismans began to shine around her fingers. These golden talismans were like little fish, floating and shining in the void around her fingers, making white jade like fingers seem to have become gold.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingxue's eyes brightened. At this moment, she felt that the breath of the whole person had become ethereal after the piano. The clearest feeling was a sharp edge with spirituality.

At this time, the piano after a point in front of the tea cup.

The teacup is motionless, but the tea in the teacup is silently loved by the dead. There is even a fault, which turns into two water surfaces, one high and one low. The small teacup seems to become two independent spaces.

Almost at the same time, the water surface of Fang Qingxue's teacup also split into two different water surfaces.

Fang Qingxue took a deep breath, and a thick color of shock appeared in her cold eyes.

After the piano, the voice seemed to be real and unreal. It floated: "the space is invisible and not bound by any form."

There was a long silence in the private room. Fang Qingxue looked at two cups of tea. The whole person was like a stone sculpture.

Finally, Fang Qingxue breathed out a long breath, and her eyes were very strong. She exclaimed, "a good space is invisible. It used to be that I bound myself."

Looking up at the Qin, Fang Qingxue said: "Jingxuan, the fingering you just used is so mysterious. It's not our martial arts of baihuamen."

"Qin after nodding," this is a yuan refers to, I accidentally got a chance

Two people are talking, suddenly, a noise, far away.

They looked out of the window. At the end of the West Street, a large group of people gathered there.

Being interrupted to recite the past, Fang Qingxue was a little unhappy. He frowned: "the conference will start soon, and he can't stop for two days."

"Young and vigorous, we didn't do the same at the beginning. It's not necessarily a bad thing to be competitive. " After Qin glanced at it, he took back his eyes and smiled in a light tone.

"Competition is not reckless."

Fang Qingxue shook her head, took back her eyes, and asked, "Jingxuan, since you are back now, are you going to attend the meeting of the top ten dignitaries?"

Qin Hou shook his head and stroked the wooden box beside him: "no, I have something else to do. I just want to see you after passing by. Leave early tomorrow. "

"So urgent? This venerable assembly, however, many people are coming for you. After breaking the legend of one hundred years of King iron rule, many people want to have a look. "

After the piano, he smiled, "so I can't go."

Fang Qingxue wants to say something more. At this time, there is a knock on the door.

"Come in." Fang Qingxue road.

The door opened with a squeak, and a disciple of Baihua sect came in.

"Elder martial sister Fang, Qin After the piano.

The female disciple saluted the two people, but she did not dare to look at the Qin at all. She was just a novice disciple from the outside. She always regarded the back of the Qin as a legend and an idol. She did not expect to see the idol in her heart today, and her face was red with excitement.

"Just call me senior sister." The light voice behind the piano.

"Yes Division... Sister. The female disciple's face is redder.

"Sister Lin, what's going on outside? Why is it so noisy. I think the city guards are out. "

Fang Qingxue asked casually.

"I was just about to report it. Just now Yuehua and Luofeng, disciples of Wuji sect, had a conflict. They almost fought in the street. Their momentum was terrible. " The female disciple is afraid.

"It is." Fang Qingxue shakes her head and has no interest.

The female disciple said with a smile: "elder martial sister, don't be disappointed. You can't imagine who this Luo Feng is. A few years ago, it was said that Luo Feng, the ten saint's son, was killed by seven evil lords in the Holy Land Assessment... ""

"Ten holy sons, Luofeng."

This time, after speaking to Qin, she stood up directly and looked at the female disciple with beautiful eyes. Some excited intonation made the void tremble slightly.

See, Fang Qingxue has some accidents, but she hasn't seen such a look after Qin for many years.

The female disciple was even more afraid to speak.

After the piano took a breath, the tone calmed down, "ten Saint son Luo Feng, still alive?"

Hearing the light tone after the piano, suddenly, the female disciple felt cool and transparent, never so clear-minded. She nodded her head immediately:

"well, he is not only alive, listening to other people's comments, his accomplishments are not low, he is already the top seven in the distracted state, and he is likely to be qualified to compete for the top 50 of this venerable people's Congress."