Lu Xiaofeng's Forced Palace

Gong Jiu's conservative approach was naturally despised by Sikong Zhaixing, but he got strong support from the old man.

"The apprentice is right."

Gong Jiu nodded, he also felt the same way.

The atmosphere of the scene was broken with the late arrival of Ye Gucheng, and the two peerless swordsmen looked at each other under the moon.

"You're here." Ximen Chuuxue said.

Ye Gucheng nodded, "You're here too."

"Your sword is much more refined than the last time we met."

"You too."

So to a certain extent, Gong Jiu really doesn't like talking with these two people, because what they talk about is not only the sword but also the sword.

"Ninth Brother~" What does it mean to arrive before someone arrives? The woman's joyful voice echoed in the air.

"..." Gong Jiu stroked his forehead helplessly, and Shaman had slipped into his embrace like a bird returning home.

"Ninth brother, I thought it was too late."

The old man turned his eyes around Shaman, then nodded, "The girl doll is very good, I am afraid she is also a master of swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Shaman immediately burst into a bright smile, "Of course, my swordsmanship was taught by brother Jiu!"

Gong Jiu coughed lightly and patted Shaman's head, "Shifu, this is my fiancee. Manman, this is my wet husband."

Shaman finally broke away from Gong Jiu's embrace, "Master is good."

The old man nodded.

To be honest, the current atmosphere has been destroyed and can no longer be destroyed. In addition, Sharman immediately looked around vigilantly after saying hello, which really made people ignorant.

And Gong Jiu also found that the eyes of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng slowly shifted from looking at each other to him.

Gong Jiu: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue said, "I am fighting with Ye Gucheng, and there is one less witness."

Gong Jiu understood the situation, stretched out his hand, and patted his chest without hesitation, "Tell me, who do you like, I'll help you tie it up."

Ye Gucheng smiled suddenly, "Actually, we don't need to look for them. The people present here are all well-known in the world, and they are enough."

Ximen Chuuxue pondered for a while, and he agreed, but then looked at Gong Jiu again, "After I finish the competition with Ye Gucheng, no matter what the result is, you can also compete with me."

...in fact, there is still a chance.

No matter who it is, you all have the opportunity to compete swords with him, but you don't know if you so-called martial arts decent people will point your sword at him at that time.

Gong Jiu rolled his eyes.

"it is good."

Both of their swords are top-quality swords, and their swordsmanship is also top-notch in the world. This fight started in an instant and ended in an instant.

"Very good." Ye Gucheng smiled, the style when the iceberg melts is always fascinating.

Ximen Chuuxue also smiled, "Very good."

What does it mean to be very good? Are they saying that it is very good? Is it because the two of them have finished the sword competition and fulfilled their great wish, or are they both still alive.

"Who will win?" Sikong Zhaixing was a little dazed.

Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes, "Do you believe me when I say it's a draw~ By the way, Sikong, how much did you bet? I've already seen through you with the constipated look on your face."

The crowd dispersed and the old man disappeared. Gong Jiu is not very worried now, to be honest he is a little worried about himself.

The light was dim, but it was the only light in the dark night. Gong Jiu was sitting at the table, eating dishes calmly, while Shaman was carefully helping to choose the dishes that Gong Jiu liked, with a bright smile on his face. broken.

Sikong Zhaixing's face was gloomy, as if he didn't have the heart to eat the table full of dishes.

"I said earlier that the dishes cooked by the emperor's cook will always taste much better than selling them." Gong Jiu put down his chopsticks with a disgusted expression on his face.

Sikong Zhaixing's voice was also sleepy, "I bet all my belongings on it."

Lu Xiaofeng clinked the cup with Ye Gucheng who was next to him, and curled his lips when he heard the words, "Who made you think of making a bet."

"Who would know it's a tie! It's cheaper than the one who set up the gamble."

Gong Jiu's eyes flickered slightly, could he say that he was the one who started the game? If he said it, he would definitely die.

"But Xiaojiu, your master seems to be very powerful."

Gong Jiu nodded, "I went to Baiyun City to celebrate Lord Ye's birthday. Unexpectedly, I encountered a storm at sea and fell into the sea and was rescued by Master. I don't remember anything at that time. Fortunately, Master was teaching me beside me."

"Then Jiujiu, your current swordsmanship and martial arts are all taught by your seniors?"

"It's not like that. Shifu taught me for a while, but according to what Shifu said, it seems that I was already very good~" Gong Jiu squinted his eyes and looked frightened, "For this reason, Shifu still sealed it first." My inner strength let me start to practice from an ordinary person."

Speaking of this, even Gong Jiu himself adores himself a little.

But the active atmosphere that Gong Jiu wanted did not appear.

In desperation, Gong Jiu had no choice but to continue to hold the bowl in front of him with a bitter and bitter look on his face, why, obviously he wanted to go home and sleep, okay, damn it would become like this.

Why did the emperor pop up out of the blue and say that he will give you a private room, you can make contact with each other, and the chef in the palace will help you prepare meals, but the two most unscientific big icebergs agreed.

So Gong Jiu was disturbed by the plan to go home and count the money to sleep, but now he was so cold, he really knelt down.

"Where are you going next?" Ximen Chuuxue put down his cup,

Sister Shaman took away the wine in front of Gong Jiu and replaced it with a cup of tea.

Gong Jiu was a little surprised that the person who asked him this question was Ximen Chuuxue, but he still answered, "Go home and have a happy event."

Although he and Shaman's happy event cannot be done, it seems that Huo Tianqing and Sharman's happy event can be done.

I don't know if it's an illusion, why did he feel that the temperature in the surrounding air dropped sharply after he said this sentence, it's September now, it shouldn't be so cold even at night, it's not like winter Like the twelfth lunar month, it's unscientifically cold.

Shaman reached out and touched his arm, Gong Jiu lowered his head, "Where is Manman uncomfortable?"

"It's a bit cold." Shaman's big eyes flickered, "But Shaman seems to have a fire in his heart. I have already taken a fancy to some good styles of wedding robes, which are very suitable for Brother Nine."

Gong Jiu squinted and smiled, and patted Shaman's head, "I'm interested."

【snort!A pack of wolves, the green light in their eyes doesn't know how to stop, with me, Shaman, you don't want to touch Brother Jiu!I just want to make you misunderstand, I just want to make you misunderstand that Brother Jiu and I are married!Hmph] The above is the small inner theater of Sister Shaman. On the bright side, she is still such a well-behaved existence in front of her ninth brother.

Ximen Chuuxue stood up abruptly, "Don't forget the promise." After speaking, he turned and left.