Xiao Jun'er is not stupid.
She looked at the young man in front of her. The young man who only covered his eyebrows had a somewhat mysterious temperament.
But the eyes under the mask were engraved deep in Xiao Juner's heart.
"Can you bear my apology?" Xiao Jun'er said.
Yu Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth, and in an instant, Xiao Jun'er flew in the direction of Granny Lin.
"I don't think you will apologize. Let's go, go out and don't cause trouble for yourself. So what about Princess Qingcheng, even if the King of Qingcheng comes, you must be reasonable."
Xiao Jun'er felt a burning pain in her butt.
Just now, Yu Zhi kicked Xiao Jun'er on the butt and kicked Xiao Jun'er away.
Xiao Jun'er raised a cold eyebrow and glared at Yu Zhi. She is the dignified princess of Qingcheng. Who dares to treat her like this?
This kick trampled the face of her Qingcheng Prince's Palace under her feet.
But what Xiao Jun'er didn't know was what happened to the Qingcheng Palace. Once upon a time, the face of the powerful Chu Palace was also trampled under the feet of Yu Zhi.
"You...how dare you kick this princess..." Xiao Jun'er practiced with King Qingcheng. There were also famous teachers in the palace who taught her, and her cultivation level reached the sixth level of Armor Breaking.
However, this level of cultivation is still not enough for Yu Zhi.
Nanny Lin stopped Xiao Jun'er and whispered: "Princess, this person is not easy to mess with. It won't be too late to vent your anger when the prince comes."
Even Nanny Lin didn't see clearly the kick Yu Zhi gave Xiao Jun'er just now, and her fear of Yu Zhi became even deeper.
Xiao Jun'er stared at Yu Zhi fiercely. Her buttocks hurt and her face was as red as fire.
Yu Zhi is the only one in the world who dares to treat her like this.
If eyes could kill, Yu Zhi would have been killed thousands of times.
"If you have the ability, leave your name! This princess will never let you go!" Xiao Jun'er roared at Yu Zhi like a crazy tigress.
Yu Zhi put his hands on his hips and said without fear: "I will not change my name or surname. I am second in the Qingyun Examination Ranking, and Bai Yu is the same. If the princess wants to take revenge, I, Bai Yu, will take my place!"
Yu Zhi used the name Baiyu very skillfully.
"Bai Yu...very good, very good!" Xiao Jun'er read it twice.
"let's go!"
Xiao Juner still endured this breath.
But everyone's gazes on Yu Zhi gradually became playful.
Those who have heard the name of King Qingcheng naturally know that King Qingcheng loves this granddaughter very much.
Now that Yu Zhi kicked Xiao Jun'er's ass in public, even if Xiao Jun'er was shameless, wouldn't King Qingcheng want it too?
Those playful glances were a little more pitiful.
Yu Zhi didn't care about this and just drank and ate meat with Li Wantong.
Unfortunately, the piece of meat was still burnt.
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The Sword Making Mountain is very high, and there are many famous swords hidden in the Sword House, and the Sword House is located in the Sword Making Mountain.
On weekdays, few people come to Zhujian Mountain, except for those sword cultivators who are looking for swords and the farmers who bring vegetables to the mountain.
Today was different. The morning sun had just risen, and a huge crowd was already surrounding the foot of the mountain, waiting for the people from Zhujian Mountain to lead the way.
Yu Zhi and Li Wantong stood at the back of the crowd.
Most people come to Zhujian Mountain to watch the excitement.
But the excitement will be better if you look closer.
Compared with the low profile of Yu Zhi and others, Xiao Juner's pomp was extremely grand.
The guards cleared the way, Xiao Yuner moved lightly, and the crowd in front gave way to a path.
No one wants to offend this domineering princess, let alone go against King Qingcheng.
Xiao Jun'er looked around, as if looking for something.
That Bai Yu, you must not run away.
Xiao Jun'er clenched her fists. If it wasn't for the sword, she would never have endured the breath she took last night.
Suddenly, someone came from the air, carrying a huge sword box behind him, with a cold and arrogant expression.
"Lingzhou Cao Jiujian is here, retreat quickly!"
The sword energy broke through the air, causing the crowd to retreat one after another until they gave up a ten-meter-wide open space, leaving Cao Jiujian alone.
The sword energy that does not distinguish between friend and foe declares Cao Jiujian's domineering power.
But Cao Jiujian has such strength and reputation.
In Lingzhou, a place where swordsmen are everywhere, after Cao Jiujian was born, he was able to dominate a generation, which is enough to prove the strength of Cao Jiujian's swordsmanship.
People respect the strong with fear.
"What a slut." Yu Zhi whispered.
Li Wantong chuckled lightly, looked at Cao Jiujian who was carrying a huge sword box, and said: "This man is quite domineering. Even more domineering than the Qingcheng Princess. But it is quite majestic to have so many people make way for him. of."
Yu Zhi curled his lips and said, "Some people just like to pretend. Wait until Qing Huan beats him up and see if he still pretends."
Li Wantong glanced at Yu Zhi and asked, "Why didn't you beat him?"
"Of course I can't take action easily." Yu Zhi pretended to be a master.
Li Wantong smiled. She knew that Yu Zhi didn't like to appear in public.
Suddenly, Yu Zhi asked: "Tong'er, do you want to be awesome for once?"
Li Wantong has been outside the Prime Minister's Mansion since she was a child, and the glory of that Prime Minister's Mansion has never fallen on her.
She has always been like a pearl covered in dust, hidden from others.
Li Wantong thought for a while, hesitated again, and then said: "It's better that we don't reveal our identity now."
Yu Zhi was stunned and understood what Li Wantong meant.
In fact, Li Wantong did not refuse. What she refused was to reveal her identity, not to refuse "prestige".
What Li Wantong wanted was never the limelight alone, but the "prestige" when standing with Yu Zhi.
At this time, another voice came to mind from the crowd.
"The sword book is here."
Behind the crowd, a scholar was carrying a book box and holding a volume in his hand. His face was as beautiful as a crown jewel, clean and handsome.
This appearance is enough to attract many peach blossoms.
Suddenly, a group of girls screamed and looked at Jianshu.
Jianshu smiled faintly and bowed in salute.
"Everyone, please be polite."
Just such a move caused cheers from countless girls in the crowd.
This kid has thin skin and tender flesh... Yu Zhi reached out to cover Li Wantong's eyes.
"Tong'er, don't look at it, it's dirty stuff. Don't dirty your eyes."
Li Wantong patted Yu Zhi's arm lightly and gave Yu Zhi a white look.
Then the top figures in the gambling house appeared one after another, causing waves of commotion.
There are also swordsmen like Ye Qinghuan who don't like to be in the limelight and hide silently in the crowd.
After a cup of tea, several people walked out of Zhujian Mountain.
The leader took a step forward, raising his head slightly and looking quite proud.
This is the swordsmith of Zhujian Mountain. Everyone has a bad face, but no swordsman dares to offend them.
"My name is Tong Qingshan. This year, Sword Making Mountain will give you all the opportunity to observe the Hundred Years Sword. Even if you are not the sword master of the Hundred Years Sword, it will be your blessing if you can understand some sword meaning from the Hundred Years Sword."
Tong Qingshan's words were very rude, but everyone had to admit that this was the truth.
"But Zhujian Mountain is not a charity hall. It took a hundred years to let some sword cultivators I didn't know take away the sword. I will never do such a stupid thing again. I entered Zhujian Mountain today to win a century-old sword, and Or those who observe the Centennial Sword must sign a contract with Sword Making Mountain."
Someone in the crowd asked: "What contract is it?"
Tong Qingshan continued: "Zhujian Mountain will not make things difficult for you. When troubled times come, you have received the favor of Zhujian Mountain, and you must protect Zhujian Mountain in troubled times. Those who enter the mountain today must protect Zhujian Mountain once in the future. .”
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Tong Qingshan.
The unprecedented rules and regulations made everyone dissatisfied with Zhujian Mountain's actions.
Just like a beggar who is used to begging for food, he feels that those kind-hearted people should give alms to him.
If one day they stop giving alms, even these kind people will become bad.
"Is this what Master Guo means?" someone asked. The person who spoke out was a senior sword cultivator with some reputation. He knew that Guo Ji was in charge of the matter at Zhujian Mountain.
Tong Qingshan did not look at the other party and said indifferently: "This is what Jianlu means."
Zhujian Mountain is the place where swords are forged, and Sword Hut is the place where swords are hidden. Sword Hut represents the will of all the swordsmiths in Zhujian Mountain.
The wind of silence swept through the crowd.
Yu Zhi was also thinking about the reasons behind this matter.
It's a very cost-effective deal to exchange one shot for an opportunity to obtain a century-old sword.
Of course, this is a good deal only for Cao Jiujian, a swordsman who has the opportunity to win the century-old sword.
It was just a matter of taking a look at the Hundred Years Sword. It would be worth it if I could understand some of the sword's meaning from the Hundred Years Sword, but if I got nothing, it would be a bargain.
Someone said aloud: "Aren't you afraid of arousing the sword cultivator's anger by acting like this in Jianlu?"
The sound was erratic. Obviously he didn't want Tong Qingshan to find his position.
Tong Qingshan did not look for anyone to speak out, and said arrogantly: "If you don't want to ask for a sword, just don't go to the Sword Making Mountain. Do you still want to intimidate the Sword House to make swords for you?"
Tong Qingshan paused and then said, "I'm afraid you don't have the courage."
All sword cultivators know that the swordsmiths of Jianlu have exactly the same bad temper, and their temperaments that would rather break than bend are harder than the swords they forge.
Everyone continued to be silent.
Cao Jiujian was the first to step forward.
"I, Cao Jiujian, am willing to make a contract." Cao Jiujian said nonchalantly, "It is said that after you successfully seek a sword from the Sword House, you must do something for the Sword House. This time, the sword owner of the Hundred Years Sword must be me, guarding the Sword Making Mountain. It’s also my responsibility. It’s just a contract, it doesn’t matter whether it’s established or not.”
"Where is the contract?" Cao Jiujian asked carelessly, as if the century-old sword that had not yet been born was already in his pocket.
Tong Qingshan said: "That's right. Sword cultivators should be as courageous as you, unlike some rats who dodge every word they say."
Tong Qingshan opened the mountain gate and said: "The mountain behind me is the road into the mountain. Only when you walk through this road can you enter the mountain, and then you are qualified to make a contract. When you reach the end of the mountain road, you will naturally enter the mountain, and the contract will be completed by itself."
"In other words, if you can't even climb this mountain road, let alone fight for the century-old sword."
"Some people weigh their own strength and it might not be a bad thing to give up early."
Cao Jiujian took the lead and stepped into the mountain road.
Immediately, some people gritted their teeth and walked into the mountain road.
Jian Shu held the scroll in his hand, put it against his head, and said to himself: "Cao Jiujian is right. The sword of a hundred years must belong to me, so why care about the contract? Since the cause and effect are there, it should be like this. "
Saying that, Jianshu sighed and shook his head, then also entered the mountain.
