Chapter 3088:
There was a loud noise in the backyard of Shang Junjun's governor's mansion, which was clearly heard by the people around. The people nearby were stunned at first, and the next moment, the residents retreated back to their homes in an orderly manner and stayed indoors.
Pedestrians on the street also took refuge in the shops on the street, while people farther away from the square rushed into the square.
The people working in the governor's house remained motionless, and the people in the square remained motionless. Some monks even jumped into the air with great interest to watch the excitement.
It can also be seen from the reactions of the surrounding people that the people have strong confidence in the security of Ningcheng. In other words, it also means that the people have a high degree of confidence in the ability of the county monarch and county officials to handle affairs.
This also indirectly shows that the prestige of the commander who guards Ningcheng is extremely high. He should be a fair, selfless and caring official.
Xuan Shao and Yan Shao originally wanted to avoid it, but when they saw that the people around them looked like they were used to it, they stopped avoiding it and followed suit, jumping into the air to join in the fun.
There is so much fun to watch, how can we miss Calabash Baby?
The gourd baby swooped up into the sky, and Shui Dun, Bai Yin and Ying Sheng were not to be left behind. They jumped into the sky one after another and joined the ranks of theatergoers.
Mr. Xuan jumped into the air, glanced in the direction of the Sheriff's Mansion, and saw the situation clearly. There were three groups of people fighting in the air, two of which were male cultivators, and one of which was two female cultivators.
The male cultivator didn't have much to look at. Anyway, it was a common way of fighting. Both sides fought with weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual power. You came and I went, and no one gave way to the other.
Moreover, the clothes worn by the male cultivators were all nondescript, and it was difficult to tell which ones belonged to the same group.
The female cultivator is easier to distinguish. She is wearing a gorgeous red palace dress, her hair is combed into a fairy bun, and her hair is full of pearls. She fights with others and activates her robe defense. She is wearing a golden halo and her weapon is a long golden whip.
Another female cultivator wields a sword. She wears a light green coat and skirt with large sleeves. Her hair is simply tied into a half bun, and she wears a thin bead chain with a few small flowers.
The girl in palace clothes and the female cultivator in green were fighting each other. A long whip was swung, making the air explode with a sound, and a long sword flew with a flick of the wrist and made a sparkling silver light.
After a few glances, Mr. It affected her temperament and made her originally beautiful face look ugly.
The female cultivator in green was silent and said little, indifferent to the other party's scoldings. She had a face like ice and just greeted the other party with the long sword in her hand.
The weapons of both sides are magic weapons, and the winner cannot be determined for a moment.
In addition to the three groups of people who fought correctly, there were two other groups in the air. One group was about ten people supporting a handsome young man wearing a gold crown and purple robe; the other group was five middle-aged and elderly male cultivators.
Two groups of people stood in the air at opposite angles, staring at the fighting monks.
Mr. Xuan took a few glances, took out a bag containing melon seed shells, and while cracking the shells, he sneaked over to the other monks who were watching the fun and inquired about the identity of the female monk.
As a Sheniu, Mr. Xuan never cared about whether he was familiar with people or not. He asked with a smile: "Brothers, do you know who is following whom over there? Look, why is this guy in red looking like this?" Angry, this posture is like a donkey with nails stuck in its soles. It wants to bite anyone it catches;
look at that one, oh, that face is as cold as ice in winter. Let alone getting close, it will bite through it. Three feet will be frozen into ice. This intense and cold is simply the collision of what people call ice and fire." While
muttering in his mouth, Mr. Xuan also grabbed a handful of fragrant melon seeds and stuffed them to the monks beside him. He grabbed another handful and handed it to his companion next to him.
The monk who was asked looked at the shells that were handed to him and hesitated for a moment, but finally lost to the temptation of Lingshan melon seed shells and took the snack.
The monk who came to ask for information was very knowledgeable. Not only did he treat himself to spiritual food-level snacks, but he also didn't forget his companions. He felt very comfortable, connected four handfuls of melon seed shells, and distributed them to his companions.
Taking advantage of others, the monk cracked a fragrant melon seed shell and gossiped: "Fellow Taoist, you just came from afar, right? The female monk in green is Shang Miaoyin, the youngest daughter of Lord Shangjun of Ningcheng. , she is Binglinggen, she has looked cold since she was a child, but she is a nice person and never bullies others.
The female cultivator in red palace dress is the only princess of the current monarch of the empire, the title is Shu, and she is Princess Xin Shu, and the one next to her is Princess Xin Shu. The young male cultivator wearing the golden crown is the imperial prince, and the two are brothers and sisters from the same mother.
Prince Xin is touring the west on behalf of his father, and Princess Xin Shu is also traveling with his brother. The prince has traveled half a month to Ningcheng, and his fellow Taoist must have just arrived. , so I haven’t heard of it.”
“Ah, actually I have been in Ningcheng for a while. I entered the inner city from the east city direction of the outer city. I was in the DC area a few days ago. I really never heard of the imperial prince’s parade. .
Why did Princess Xin and the Junjun's daughter get into a fight? Didn't Prince Xin and the Junjun care about it?" Mr. Xuan looked surprised, hey, they were busy shopping, and they really didn't hear anything about the Xinhe Empire's crown prince patrolling on behalf of his father. News that the country had entered Ningcheng.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, it's not okay for you to not care about external affairs like this. Sometimes the news is very important, so you should pay more attention to it in the future." "Yeah, okay, I've learned a lesson. You should pay more attention to it in the future. Fellow Taoist hasn't said this yet
. Why did the two of them get into a fight?" Xuan Shaoke knew something was wrong and handed his bag over to share some snacks with others.
"The reason for this attack is unknown. We know that Princess Xin Shu has a bad temper. She whips her whip at every turn. She also had a fight with Monk Shang on the street a few days ago. Lord Shang has already said that no
matter who is fighting in Ningcheng Don't harm innocent people, let alone kill people indiscriminately.
Now that Lord Shang hasn't come forward, it may be a small fight between girls."
The monk explained the reason why Lord Shang didn't take care of it. As soon as he finished speaking, the county guard A figure emerged from the mansion, and a loud shout resounded through the sky: "Stop it!" The monk who had just explained to the new fellow Taoist was slightly startled, and shouted: "It's over, Lord Shang has come forward, I'm sure A life was lost!"
"What?" Mr. Xuan looked dumbfounded: "This handsome young man who just appeared is the Lord of Ning County? Oh my god, with such a high level of cultivation, how can someone else be so handsome? Is there a way to survive?”
The monk who ascended from the Sheriff's Mansion was wearing a crimson robe, with part of his long hair pulled up into a bun, and a jasper crown. The other half of his long hair hung down his shoulders, neatly held up.
He has a body like a bamboo, a face like jade, a pair of passionate peach blossom eyes under his slender sword eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, he looks like a handsome young man!
Luo Shuyin, who shared the news with an unknown Taoist friend, heard the disbelieving screams of the Taoist friends around him and nodded with sadness: "Jun Shang has never given a way to survive to his peers since he was born. He is less than 1,100 years old this year and is in the late stage of divine transformation. Geniuses of the same age as him are still struggling in the Nascent Soul and Void Refining realms." "
This guy is so awesome, I won't accept it!" Mr. Xuan couldn't help but look into the distance. Lord Shang, oh, this Lord Shang is so handsome!
Especially the kind of impeccable temperament is extremely rare, and probably only the beautiful brother of the little beauty can compete with it.
Mr. Xuan couldn't help but look at the little Lolita, but he didn't know what the little beauty thought when she saw this girl.
When Young Master Xuan Yan and the four humanoid beasts ran to the sky to watch the excitement, the little Loli didn't move. She stood calmly and moved the Jiu Xing brothers out when no one was paying attention.
The nine Silver Star brothers were scattered beside their master, quietly like passers-by.
Although the man stood still on the ground, Le Yun released a ray of spiritual consciousness to watch the battle in the air. She was slightly stunned when she saw the handsome young monk ascending into the air.
Shang Junjun turned out to have a light spiritual root!
After traveling in Yunlan Continent for many years, she has met many monks. This is the first time Le Yun has discovered a single light spiritual root.
I have met people with light spiritual roots before, but those people have light spiritual roots and other spiritual roots at the same time, so they are multi-system spiritual roots.
Shang Jun, the commander-in-chief of Ningcheng, has a single light spiritual root.
Light is dazzling and warm.
Light symbolizes brightness.
Most of the monks with light spiritual roots are handsome, like the moon and the sun, with warmth.
Just like her beautiful brother, because he has rare light spiritual roots, he is as elegant and dust-free as a snow lotus, and like the warm breeze of spring, making people feel friendly.
Lord Shangjun's face looks like that of a young man, but it is like the bright moon in the fog, misty and hazy, as if he is thousands of miles away from others and can only be seen from a distance but not close to him.
Shang Jun, who was standing in the air, heard the discussion coming from the square and glanced towards the square. His eyes paused for a moment and then looked away at a few people holding cloth bags, knocking shells and gossiping about themselves. go back.
Mr. Xuan, who was glanced at, said: "..." Hey, he felt as if he had been illuminated just now, and he actually felt dizzy.
If you feel frightened, eat some melon seeds and shells to calm it down!
Mr. Xuan happily continued to eat melon seeds and shells, but he still did not forget to share the blessing with the fellow Taoists around him.
Lord Shang suddenly flew into the air and shouted loudly, beating the three groups of people who were inseparable. The male cultivators separated them with one move and retreated to their own groups.
The two female cultivators were still fighting.
When Shang Miaoyin heard her father's shouting, she withdrew her attack first, but Princess Xin Shu refused to go down the steps and chased her relentlessly, forcing Shang Miaoyin to fight back.
Princess Xin Shu ignored her words, and Shang Junjun's face sank. He took a step forward and inserted himself between the two fighting men, his sleeves flying.
With a sweep of his sleeve, the person was knocked upside down and flew out.
Shang Miaoyin flew seven to eight feet before she stabilized. Her face was a little pale, but it was okay. Princess Xin Shu was flown more than ten feet away by a flick of the hand, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth.
The royal elders and guards surrounding the prince felt their hearts tighten when they saw Lord Shang take action. They saw Princess Xin Shu fly out, and a guard flew out to pick her up.
Princess Xin Shu, who was picked up by the guards and brought back, was still bleeding from her mouth, her sleeves and shoes were stained with her own blood spots, her bun was messed up, and she even lost her phoenix hairpin.
When Prince Xin saw the miserable state of his sister, he looked extremely embarrassed and struck first: "Shang Junjun injured the imperial princess in front of me. Why is he dissatisfied with the monarch?" (End of this chapter
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