Monarch of Evernight: 173 Qiming reappears
bsp;"Let Qianye move out." Zhao Ruoxi said word by word.
Zhao Yuying has a fearless character. Even if she is completely suppressed, she will not show weakness. She sneered and said: "Want to threaten me? Dream on!"
Zhao Ruoxi's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
At this moment, an extremely cold murderous aura suddenly broke through Manshu Shahua's "Styx" realm, and the seven-foot-long **** sword edge of 'killing' crossed the table and separated Zhao Ruoxi and Zhao Yuying.
"Gong Chengen!"
"Father!"
The person who climbed to the third floor was none other than Chengen Gong Zhao Weihuang. With his strength and the foundation of another generation of divine soldiers in killing, he temporarily suppressed Manshu Shahua's power. Of course, this is also because Zhao Ruoxi did not try his best to mobilize.
Seeing Zhao Weihuang appear, Zhao Ruoxi was shocked, "Why are you here? Mother" she suddenly stopped speaking. The past cannot be told in public, otherwise Zhao Ruoxi would not have hesitated until today before deciding to appear by Qianye's side.
Zhao Yuying was equally surprised. She knew that Qianye was Zhao Weihuang's concubine, and Duke Cheng'en's public appearance showed his concern. However, the more concerned he was, the more ugly Princess Gaoyi's face became.
Zhao Weihuang didn't take it seriously. He said "no problem" and sat down on the middle table.
Zhao Yuying and Zhao Ruoxi glared at each other fiercely and sat down. With Zhao Weihuang present, the two of them couldn't fight, and it was even harder to mention the reason for the quarrel in front of this elder.
Looking at the table full of food and wine, Zhao Weihuang smiled and put the killing blow on the table without taking it back. He poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Yuying, you will really enjoy it. Not only did you choose a good location, but you also prepared wine and food."
Zhao Yuying was a little embarrassed, "Mom! No, I thought you wouldn't come over."
The third floor is reserved for seniors only. Occasionally, a daring junior like Zhao Yuying secretly uses it, which is not harmful. But now that Mr. Chengen has caught him, it is a bit embarrassing.
But at this moment, Duke Youguo's voice came from the stairs: "Yu Ying is just helping me occupy a place."
This time Zhao Weihuang was also shocked and stood up. In terms of seniority, he is one generation lower than the Duke of You, Zhao Xuanji, but they are both Dukes now, and as the leader of the Zhao clan, he always ignores family etiquette in public and only talks about the patriarchal clan.
Zhao Xuanji walked up the stairs slowly, his eyes pausing for a moment on Shafa and Manshu Shahua. He seemed to have some realization, and smiled and said, "It seems that Wei Huang is in a good mood, and you plan to dance with your sword to add to the fun."
Zhao Weihuang laughed loudly, waved his hand and sheathed the killing blow, then put it aside, called Duke You Guo to sit down, then glared at Zhao Ruoxi and shouted: "Why don't you put away Manshu Shahua? Isn't this gun for you?" Just for fun."
Zhao Ruoxi reluctantly put away her gun and sat quietly, sulking alone. Even if the two princes, including her biological father, were present, she didn't give much face.
Zhao Xuanji sat down next to Zhao Weihuang and asked, "Did Yuying cause you trouble again?"
Zhao Yuying immediately refused to accept it and said angrily: "Nonsense! You are as gentle and virtuous as I am"
As soon as this sentence came out, Zhao Yuying knew something was wrong, so she immediately stopped and shrank her neck. Zhao Xuanji has been famous for decades and is extremely majestic. Even Zhao Yuying does not dare to be too arrogant in front of him. If he says "I am my mother", he will be detained for several months.
"Why did Duke Youguo come to this creation garden?" Zhao Weihuang didn't finish his sentence.
Zhao Xuanji just said: "I think Duke Yan will be arriving soon."
Before he finished speaking, Duke Yan's voice sounded: "Xuanji still understands me."
At this point, the three princes of the Zhao clan have arrived. When Duke Yan also sat down, Zhao Weihuang looked at the second Duke with a questioning look on his face.
The two Dukes of Youyan looked at each other, and Youguo said, "There are no outsiders here, so we might as well say it clearly. I think Wei Huang also knew that Jundu was quite determined on this matter, and Qianye had a special status. So we two old guys want to take this opportunity to come over and see what potential this kid has, then we wouldn’t mind helping him out.”
The Duke of Yan also nodded and said: "What Xuanji said is absolutely true. Most of the fate of our Zhao family in the next hundred years will fall on Jundu's shoulders. It is very likely that those people deliberately instigated what happened back then, and they were not careful at that time. , it’s okay if they succeed, if I, Zhao Clan, can’t protect my children after so many years, it will become a joke.”
The sharp light in Zhao Weihuang's eyes flashed away, then turned into a smile and said: "Then let's take a look!"
Three Dukes sat down, Yuan stopped and Yue Zhi stood.
With Sangong present, the two young girls naturally had no choice but to accompany him honestly. Zhao Ruoxi just paid it back. She was so quiet that she was almost ethereal. Sometimes it was not a problem to sit there for a whole day. It's just a pain for Zhao Yuying. She has a temperament that can't sit still. If Qianye hadn't advanced to the next level, she wouldn't have sat still. Now that she is surrounded by elders, she has to maintain a basic sitting position. It's really hard to say that she can't sit still. Out of trouble.
After only a short while, Zhao Yuying kept twisting and turning, feeling indescribably awkward in every part of her body, and she wished she could poke him twice with the tip of a knife to feel better.
The afternoon passed like this, and dusk gradually came. There was still no movement in the marrow washing pool, but Sangong sat as steady as a mountain.
Several groups of people have quietly come to the Creation Garden, but after discovering that all three of them were there, they quietly left again.
For example, Zhao Fenglei and Zhao Xiuzhu have been waiting for a long time anyway, and the three men suddenly arrive. They cannot leave, otherwise they will be made intolerable comments by the elders upstairs. The rest are waiting He didn't even step into the small building at all. That's it. What's so exciting about a disciple's promotion? Everything that comes will come for a reason.
How can every move of these people be concealed from Sangong? The three men exchanged cryptic glances with each other. They already knew what was going on and didn't say much.
At this moment, several deacons were running back and forth in the Creation Garden, all of them sweating profusely. One of them ran to the steward, lowered his voice and said, "Sir, something is wrong! The source liquid is being consumed at an oddly fast rate. This is only the first day, and less than half of the reserve has been used up. At this rate, I'm afraid, It can’t last even two days.”
The steward's face became stern and he said, "Have you checked all places?"
"Brothers have just checked the formation thoroughly again. There is no problem! Every corner has been checked. Is it possible?"
The steward immediately interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense! We watched him go in. How is that possible? The three gentlemen are up there, and you still dare to talk nonsense! Are you going to die?"
The deacon shrank in fright, but said unconvinced: "But this source liquid has been consumed too much, even Master Jundu can't do this! After consuming so much, there is no abnormality at all. ”
After hearing this, the steward suddenly took a breath and said, "In this case, if the vision comes out, it will probably be terrible!"
At this moment, the deacon was suddenly stunned and stared at the steward's feet. The steward was confused and looked down, only to find that a piece of crimson light appeared out of nowhere and flowed on the ground like water, already submerging his feet.
The steward was so surprised that he jumped up subconsciously. The crimson light is still spreading outward like a tide, and nothing can stop it, no matter flowers, trees, trees or rocks.
The steward landed with his feet on the ground and stepped into the light wave, but it did not cause any ripples. At this moment, he suddenly understood. He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the marrow washing pool, and whispered: "Vision!"
The deacon looked at the expanding light stream and said in a daze: "This, this range can even catch up with Master Jundu."
The old steward has been guarding the marrow washing pool for many years. He looked complicated and said: "The scope is almost there, but the quality is still a little bit worse. But this is just the beginning!"
At this time, three tyrannical consciousnesses swept across the marrow washing pool. The third master of the Zhao family upstairs had already noticed the strange phenomenon here.
The crimson light flow spread to the entire Creation Garden, and then stopped and stopped expanding.
At the window on the second floor, Zhao Xiuzhu looked solemn, but he was still calm. He said calmly: "It has quantity but not quality, so it can only be classified as high-class."
Zhao Fenglei gritted his teeth, unable to hide his hatred. Even if there is quality and quantity, the quantity alone is more than enough to overwhelm him.
On the third floor, the three men remained calm and continued to watch. Zhao Yuying cheered, jumped up, put her foot on the chair, and shouted: "This vision is not bad, the range is as big as Xiaosi's!"
Zhao Ruoxi was originally full of joy, but when she saw Zhao Yuying being so happy, her face immediately sank, and she quietly touched Manjushahua with a small hand.
You Guogong glanced at Zhao Yuying and said, "How are you so frizzy? Sit down!"
For Sangong, what Qianye demonstrated at this moment was the depth of the Force. Although it was far beyond ordinary people, it was still difficult for him to penetrate into Sangong's eyes. The closer to the level of high-level combat power, the more important the purity of the Force becomes over the depth, and the purity of the Force when crossing the warrior level directly determines the future development potential.
At this moment, Zhao Fenglei on the second floor snorted loudly and couldn't help but said: "It means that I have more force and no special abilities. What's the use of this alone!" Big, but still slightly raised when angry. Everyone on the third floor was extraordinary, and they all listened.
The expression of San Gong remained unchanged, without any change. In fact, what Zhao Fenglei said is right. If you have deep Force power, it is already the foundation for an ordinary warrior. But among a high-ranking family like Zhao Clan, you can only barely touch the upper class.
In the Creation Garden, the crimson light flow has stopped expanding, and its scope is slightly smaller than that of Zhao Jundu. However, after a moment, the crimson light stream suddenly moved on its own without any wind, causing ripples. A little bit of golden light emerged from time to time, rising slowly. Looking from a distance, it looks like countless stars, stretching into a continuous patch.
The three gentlemen upstairs are all moved!
Zhao Weihuang stood up, unable to hide the surprise in his heart, and said in a voiceless voice: "The morning light is coming! It turns out that it is really the morning light!"
The morning light carries the sun, and once it comes out, all things are bright.
At this moment, there are more and more golden lights, and it has become a sea of stars, floating in the sky above the entire Creation Garden. Later, there were even patches of golden light emerging from the crimson light stream.
Shock flashed in Duke Yan's eyes, and he nodded: "That's right! The rays of light are beginning to shine, the morning stars are moving, it's the dawn of dawn!"