The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1989: Shanhe Order

Gu Zijing actually didn't want to say more, but after all, he was a member of the Sword League and had this responsibility on his shoulders.

　　"Ye Qingtian, it is very likely that he has mastered the sword intent of the Dacheng Galaxy, condensing the Sun Sword Star, or the Taiyin Sword Star, and the sword intent can evolve into a galaxy descending."

　　 Gu Zijing said sternly.

　　 "Puff!"

As soon as 　　's words fell, Zao Wou-ki laughed, and said sarcastically, "Dacheng Galaxy Sword Intent? Brother Gu, are you kidding me, you just say that he is the funeral of the playboy."

　　 Gu Zijing's face sank, and Zao Wou-ki's words clearly offended him.

　　 "Brother Gu is thinking too much, Ye Qingtian is very strong, but he is not so exaggerated as he thought." Feng Shaoyu hurriedly finished the game.

　　 Gu Zijing put down the wine glass and said: "If you don't want to be speculative, this wine seems to be drunk, three days later, I wish the young owner good luck!"

　　 He didn't delay either, and regardless of his retention, he got up and said goodbye.

　　 "Huh, the guy without bones will lose a game, he has no temper at all. He is a member of the sword league, and his elbow has turned out. What can I pretend." Zao Wou-ki said with disdain. .

　　 Jiang Yunting smiled and said nothing.

　　 He had already noticed that Gu Zijing admired Ye Qingtian quite a bit, and felt that Feng Shaoyu had broken the rules of his ancestors and did not do things authentically.

　　 "Brother Gu is a personal biography of the Bingdi, somewhat arrogant, so don't worry about Brother Zhao." Feng Shaoyu said.

　　 "What about the personal biography of the Ice Emperor? It's not defeated yet." Zao Wou-ki refused.

　　 "It's not early, Jiang has something to do, let's go first."

　　 Jiang Yunting felt dull, and there was no point in staying, and he got up and said goodbye.

　　 Feng Shaoyu asked Feng Shengling to see off the guests. Only him and Zao Wou-ki were left on the table, and his smile gradually reduced.

　　 "Thirty-six days away, Galaxy is in a dream." Feng Shaoyu sighed slightly, with emotion.

　　"Young Master, are you still worried about Gu Zijing?" Zao Wuji said.

　　 "Gu Zijing is never easy to make a decision. Once you say it, it is true in all likelihood." Feng Shaoyu's expression was cold and arrogant, and his eyes were deep and distant.

　　 "Is it impossible?" Zao Wou-ki asked in surprise.

　　 "Regardless of whether this is possible or not, he will definitely lose after three days." Feng Shaoyu said coldly: "No one can take the oven sword from the Tibetan Sword Villa!"

　　……

　　 When Feng Shaoyu was hosting Zao Wou-ki and the others, there were two people talking softly at the underground 10,000 meters in the Cangjian Villa.

　　 This is a sword-making room, and the underground is burning with a holy fire that has been burning for thousands of years.

　　 Above the blazing sacred flame is a huge furnace, in which hot molten iron is boiling and flowing.

　　 A middle-aged Confucian scholar is looking at the broken sword fragments in front of him. These fragments are from the Tiangang sword that was broken by Lin Yun during the day. This person is Feng Wuji, the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

　　 Opposite him is a beautiful and boundless woman, with delicate cheeks, eyebrows tinged with death, and red lips.

　　 is drinking lazily, this person is Lin Yun's mysterious second senior sister Feng Yu.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　"Have you seen the clue yet?" Feng Yu smiled a little smirkingly. The smile was stunning and stunning.

　　The middle-aged Confucian shook his head and said: "I can't see it, and I don't understand it. In the Nirvana state, I broke the Tiangang sword. This is incredible."

　　 Feng Yu sarcastically said: "Isn't it said that there is no quenching?"

　　 "It's a lie to outsiders, this sword has already been cast." The owner Feng Wuji was very frank. He looked at Feng Yu and frowned and sighed, "Sanmei, you came all the way from the East China Sea. , Just to watch the Feng family make a fool of themselves?"

　　 Fengyu snorted, gushed a sip of wine, turned his head aside: "Who told you not to lend me the sword? If you lend it to me, it will be fine."

　　 Feng Wuji smiled bitterly: "I really lent you, you must give it to Yaoguang. You are not clear about the grudge between the old man and Yaoguang, you have to kill me alive."

　　 "Sniff." Feng Yu said dissatisfied.

　　She laughed suddenly, narrowed her eyes and said: "Does the old man know that the Tiangang sword he forged is broken?"

　　 "How dare you tell him." Feng Wuji said.

　　 "Hey, you just have to tell him so that he can blow his own sword to be No. 1 in the world, but he was pointed at the nose by a junior and scolded rubbish." Feng Yu smiled heartlessly.

　　Feng Wuqi was unable to do it, and threw the broken sword fragments heavily: "Sister Sister, don't fall into the rock, one yard is one yard, now it is the matter of the Tibetan Sword Villa and the Heavenly Dao Sect. Let the boy general If the sword is taken away, you really can’t borrow it, maybe not at all."

　　 That's not necessarily true, it's our little brother!

　　 Feng Yu secretly smiled in his heart, but said: "I didn't think of a way, you let me take it, I am self-proclaimed, let Ye Qingtian have one hand, and he is not my opponent."

　　Feng Wuji couldn't help laughing when he heard the words.

　　 Feng Yu frowned slightly, and said angrily: "Why, do I look very old? I said that I can be seventeen years old. I am also a junior of the Feng family, and I can also be a sword guard." /

　　Feng Wuji couldn't stand it, so he had to beg for mercy and said it was okay.

　　 "Father...aunt."

　　 At this moment, Feng Shaoyu walked in and said hello when he saw Feng Yu's mistake.

　　 "Something?" Feng Wuji asked.

　　 Feng Shaoyu nodded, but did not say directly.

　　 Fengyu was quite fascinating, and said with a smile: "You two, father and son, let's talk, I'm an outsider will not mix up."

　　 "Auntie, go slowly." Feng Shaoyu said.

　　"Shaoyu, your father was no longer an opponent of your aunt ten years ago. You should discuss with your father about many things, so it's better to talk to your aunt."

　　 Fengyu's beautiful eyes flowed, and he said with a smile.

　　 Feng Shaoyu heard this, and was slightly moved. He had heard many rumors about this aunt.

　　 "Hurry up and go."

　　 Feng Wuji had a headache and waved to drive people away.

　　 Let Fengyu teach it, and the odds of winning will be reduced by 90%, which is not much better than Baizui.

　　"Little Shaoyu, remember to talk to my aunt,

　　 Auntie must love you very much. "Feng Yu ignored it and smiled before leaving.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　After Feng Yu left, Feng Shaoyu started talking about the business: "Gu Zijing said that Ye Qingtian should have a great innate sword intent."

　　Feng Wuji didn't care, and said: "What about it? Yu'er, what strength do you think is required to break this sword at least?"

　　Feng Shaoyu pondered for a moment, and then muttered: "At least the cultivation of the holy realm, and it is extremely time-consuming, a little carelessness will hurt itself."

　　 "So why can he break?" Feng Wuji asked.

　　 "My boy can't figure it out."

　　 Feng Shaoyu said directly, he thought about this question for a long time, but there was no answer.

　　 "In fact, I don't understand for my father, the Tiangang Sword is not an ordinary Double Light Sacred Sword," Feng Wuji said.

　　唰!

　　 While he was talking, he dropped all the broken sword fragments into the furnace, looking at it, it seemed that he planned to recast a Tiangang sword.

　　 Feng Shaoyu did not dare to speak, and said after a while: "Gu Zijing also said that Ye Qingtian may have mastered the profound meaning of entering the holy scroll."

　　 Feng Wuji's expression did not fluctuate, and he said faintly: "What about it?"

　　 Feng Shaoyu groaned silently, anxious, but did not dare to refute.

　　 After a long time, looking at Feng Wuji in the furnace, he said: "You go to Shanhe Ling and stay for a year, I have already explained it."

　　Mountain and River Order!

　　Feng Shaoyu's pupils shrank fiercely~IndoMTL.com~ It was a secret weapon belonging to the Hidden Sword Villa, and it was different from the time passing outside.

　　 is just a stimulus that consumes resources extremely. Feng Shaoyu has actually been there once, and cannot go again according to the ancestral instructions.

　　 "Actually, it is not necessary. My child is still confident in this battle." Feng Shaoyu said.

　　 "It is a good thing to have confidence, but many things can be done without confidence. Go ahead. See your grandfather, don't mention the broken sword with him."

　　 Feng Wuji faintly said: "The golden age is coming, it is a must to lend the Chixiao Sword, the oven sword must stay in the Tibetan Sword Villa!"

　　 "No."

　　Feng Shaoyu felt an indisputable aura under Feng Wuji's calm words, and he nodded and bowed his hands.

　　 came to the ground, Feng Shaoyu walked directly towards the forbidden area of ​​Feng's house without any hesitation.

　　 On a secluded attic, Feng Yu stood on the eaves, looking at Feng Shaoyu's leaving back, and sighed: "I know you will take this step. My little brother's life is really hard."

　　 She knows better than anyone that her elder brother looks elegant on the outside, but he is extremely ruthless on the inside.

　　 Except for a few relatives, he has no feelings for outsiders.

　　 Once it is his decision, there will be no change. Once he is defined as an opponent, there will never be any affection, regardless of whether it is a junior.

　　 "You still have to see the person you should see."

　　 At the end, Feng Yu made up a certain determination.

　　 In the night, she flew away like a butterfly with a light figure, and in the same direction as Feng Shaoyu, she also wanted to go to Shanheling.