In the tree-lined street outside the Imperial Court.

"Uh-huh!"

Xianchan Chenchen, who was lying on the co-pilot, woke up abruptly, and instantly stretched out his fingers to aim at Zhao Yebai, who was holding a handkerchief, and asked sharply, "What are you doing!?"

Zhao Yebai raised the handkerchief in his hand: "Wipe your drool for you."

"What saliva?"

"The saliva you drooled when you slept just now flowed onto Fatty's head."

Xianchan Chenchen subconsciously wiped the water from his mouth, looked down at the fat orange cat in his arms who had endured the humiliation and the heavy rain and dew, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "How could I... be a jerk..."

"Then what did I wipe?"

Xianchan Chenchen was trembling all over, her fingertips were looming, and the corners of her mouth twitched, but she couldn't say a word. Zhao Yebai comforted: "It's normal for adults to drool when they sleep. I occasionally wake up with half of my face wet, really."

With this step down, Xianchan Chenchen's complexion was obviously much better. He snorted coldly and sorted out his clothes and hat, returning to his cold and arrogant expression. Zhao Yebai took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and said, "We have to be on duty until midnight. Inspector, how are you going to do after you're sleepy?"

Xianchan Chenchen glanced at the high wall of the imperial court, and said coldly: "We can't get half of the benefits, but we need to do all the dirty work... A nap has already given them a lot of face! At this point, I'm already in bed!"

"So fast?" Zhao Yebai said in surprise, "Inspector, how many hours do you usually sleep?"

"Nine hours."

Zhao Yebai blinked at Li Nu, and Li Nu frowned: "What's wrong? Don't you have to sleep for nine hours to be full of energy?"

"Yes, yes." Zhao Yebai shrugged, leaning on the steering wheel and asked, "By the way, a stuffed toy stuffed with cotton is now popular in Yanjing. Inspector, will you sleep with a stuffed doll in your arms? "

"What do you mean!" Li Nu was angry: "Do I look like the kind of kid who has to hug a doll to sleep!?"

"No, no, I also like sleeping with dolls, really." Zhao Yebai quickly explained: "Then inspector, do you usually sleep and hug?"

"Hey!" Li Nu grabbed a handful of fat from the fat orange cat, and the fat orange cat lazily rolled over to reveal its belly and act like a spoiled child: "As soon as I sleep, it comes and hugs me, and I don't sleep with it. no."

I imagined the scene of Chenchen Xianchan sleeping with the fat orange cat hugging each other, Zhao Yebai turned her head to the outside, and did not let Hanchan walk to see her expression on the bottom. Xianchan Chenchen felt a little strange, but he didn't think much about it. He stared at the light in the imperial court and suddenly said viciously: "It would be fun if Qin Leyin was carried away on the first night, hum."

Zhao Yebai packed up his mood and asked, "Dead on the first night? Is it so dangerous?"

"This is a battle for the throne. Anything is normal."

"If it's so dangerous, why are you still fighting for the scabbard seat, Inspector?"

"There are many ways to win," said Xianchan Chenchen, "I don't know which one Liwei uses, but if it is Yiwei, then we will definitely choose the sure-win method."

"The way to win?!" Zhao Yebai was startled: "Is there a way to win?"

"From the beginning, the victory conditions of the scabbard and the sword seeker are different." Riku yawned: "There is only one winner of the sword seeker, but the scabbard does not need to guarantee the victory of the sword seeker. , he just has to promise..."

"The victorious sword seeker will need this scabbard."

"The minister is not the same as the ruler. There is only one ruler, but there can be countless ministers. As for the scabbard, it is the best outcome for the sword seekers you support to win, but if not, then they have other way out."

"As long as you can show your decision, ability and vision, you will be appreciated and reused by the winner."

"The minister can surrender, but the lord cannot, this is the difference between the two." Xianchan Chenchen patted the fat orange cat's butt, and the fat orange cat's tail was stretched straight up: "The way to win is also very simple, as long as you go through a couple of times. In the round of games, everyone can naturally see who is the winner of the big favorite."

"And the so-called emperor is that the more people follow, the more qualified he is. The emperor's power comes from everyone's awe and recognition. Therefore, candidates who gain a certain advantage will inevitably gain the loyalty of more scabbards, and then it is like The snowball rolling down from the Throat of Skyrim Snow Mountain grew bigger and bigger until it engulfed all other weak competitors."

"As long as you see who is the most likely winner and invest in her, you will naturally win."

Zhao Yebai said, "But isn't it... a betrayal?"

Li Nu sneered and said, "The scabbard and the sword seeker have only known each other for a few days, so how can we betray? And it was originally a relationship of mutual use, so the meaning of it is that when the benefit is exhausted, it will be scattered."

"Then the search for the sword and the battle for the throne will have a result soon."

"Yeah, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Xianchan Chenchen looked at the grass on the side of the street, and suddenly pointed to one of the flowers with yellow petals and asked, "Do you know what kind of flower it is?"

Zhao Yebai glanced at it: "Of course I know that it is the Chaoyang Flower, which is loved by countless people because it always faces the sun during the day. I don't know how many poems I have recited about it. "

"There is only one sun in the sky, so the sunflower will only point in the same direction, right?"

"Yes."

"I was reading a newspaper from outside the area a few days ago and saw a... um, I suspect it was a little story written by a backlit man." Li Nu rubbed the fat orange cat's ears and said, "The story is that there are nine in the sky. The sun dries up the earth, and the people are struggling, so a man named Yi shot down all eight suns, leaving only the one sun he admitted."

"Indeed, it sounds very backlit." Zhao Yebai nodded: "The author should be sentenced to prison immediately."

"But after reading this story, I suddenly thought of Chaoyang Flowers."

Xianchan Chenchen pointed at the sunrise flower hidden in the shadow of the night: "In an era when there were multiple suns in the sky, which direction would the sunrise flower face?"

Wow, this question is so childish and childish.

Zhao Yebai thought so in his heart, but naturally he didn't dare to say it: "Does this question have anything to do with the topic we're talking about?"

"A little bit." Li Nu smiled, looked at the night sky and said, "If there really are multiple suns in the sky..."

"Maybe every morning sun flower can choose the sun it wants to follow."

……

……

In the Vientiane Forest, there is no sound.

"One hour." Ming Shuangli said: "After one hour, the replica of the holy sword Huiyao will burn out, and the oath ceremony will not be able to proceed."

"As long as you keep silent for an hour, everything will end, and everyone can have a happy ending."

"This is what I gave, a better choice."

really.

No matter what Le Yu thinks, this is a better choice. Although Le Yu is confident that his ice-blood constitution can be directly immune to the spiritual influence of the holy sword radiance, other scabbards may not have Le Yu's 'mental resistance max' feature. For them, just hearing this news should Will shake my resolve.

Secondly, Ming Shuangli promised to satisfy the wishes of everyone on the scene as much as possible, even if it was just an ethereal promise, but this promise does not need to risk failure and loss of life.

If you continue to gamble, you have a 1/7 chance of getting 100 points, and if you lose, you will get nothing; if you don’t gamble, you will get at least 10 points. As for whether you can expand the 10 points to 100 points later, it depends on your future efforts. , but definitely not lose.

Maybe not everyone can win.

But no one will lose.

"It's really exciting, Sister Shuangli."

Ming Shuangli looked over and blinked: "Dai Lan?"

I saw a long-haired girl in a short skirt walking out of the dark. She had a slender waist and a big body. She had a shiny blue moon hairpin on her head. She was like an elf girl in the dark night. I saw a tinge of night blue there.

Ming Shuangli asked sincerely, "Are you willing to give up, Dai Lan?"

"I don't really want to," Ming Dailan shook her head: "If it's really like what you said, if everyone else gives up, then I will participate in the search for the sword at this time, then the only competitor is Shuangli sister. Is it? There is a 1/2 chance of becoming the ninth queen in the history of Radiance, it's really hard for me to give up."

"But Dai Lan, isn't the most important thing you want to do to find a handsome guy to have an earth-shattering relationship?" Ming Shuangli smiled and said, "Why do you want to be the queen now?"

"When you become an empress, you can open a big crystal palace and marry dozens of good-looking guys!" Ming Dailan clenched his fists and said, "And think about it, the lovers of those empresses in the past were either generals or generals. Prime Minister, all in all, he is a handsome guy with both beauty and talent. When I think of the great scholars, generals, Wu Zhu, and medical officers all vying for the wind and jealousy for me... This is the love I yearn for!"

"You read too many novels!"

"Dreams are always there. What if they come true?" Ming Dailan smiled and said, "So, Sister Shuangli, can you step aside? I'm not going to give up."

"That's what I said..." Mingshuang Li spread his hands: "But what about your scabbard?"

"I don't even know who my scabbard is." Ming Dailan clasped his hands together and prayed, "I hope my scabbard is a tall, handsome, caring, considerate, extraordinary, extraordinary, and loving man... …”

"I'm sorry to disappoint you."

A teenager jumped down from a tree and fell behind Mingdailan. He looked very immature. He seemed to be a little younger than Mingdailan, and he was half a head shorter than Mingdailan. Le Yu had never seen him before. Based on his appearance, he probably sneaked into the academy as a student.

Ming Dailan was stunned: "Little brother, how old are you?"

"fifteen."

"It's not that I look down on you - but when I was fifteen years old, I was busy learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting all day, and only practiced a little bit of warfare. Can you really protect me as a scabbard?"

"It's not a big problem." The young man took out a three-section stick and assembled it into a long stick that was taller than himself, and then took out a black gun head and put it on: "After all, I have been protecting thousands of people at the border in Xiamu District since I was five years old. Thousands of people."

He stepped forward, his body was blazing like fire, and he was covered with layers of thick armor in an instant, as if he had transformed into a golden saint!

"Triple Armament"!

If it is said that wearing a layer of light armor is already hard to break, then three layers of light armor is equivalent to a mobile fortress - it is extremely difficult to penetrate the three layers of light armor with one move unless you reach the peak. Then before the martial artist's spirit is exhausted, the light armor will immediately return to its original state!

In addition, the light armor has a certain buffering effect, and the appearance is so bright and dazzling, so the warriors who can use the triple armament are almost all tactical-level forces that can break the army alone in ancient times. So they are called gods!

The fifteen-year-old general! Novels dare not write like this!

"I'll hold the swordsman on the opposite side, go and touch the holy sword Huiyao." The boy said.

"No problem!" Ming Dailan blinked: "Come on, little brother!"

"Don't call me little brother!"

The young man shouted loudly, and the spear split into thousands of spear shadows in an instant, illuminating the entire Vientiane Forest in an instant, like an army of spears charging into battle!

Liaoyuan Tactics · Aggression is like fire!

Nie Ruo clenched the Sakura-toothed long sword, took a deep breath, and slashed out the Sakura Dragon Royal River with one sword. The invisible streamer instantly accelerated and turned into a river of light, swept away all the gun shadows as if the Tianhe was hanging upside down, the cherry dragon roared in the Tianhe, every gun shadow was offset by every drop of river water, and thousands of steel symphonies burst out in the air in an instant. The sound of the turbulent wind blew the entire Vientiane Forest!

Sakura Dragon Sword Dance · Floating Boat!

As soon as they confronted, the two sides used their own housekeeping skills!

"I can't gain an absolute advantage~lightnovelpub.net~ Nie Ruo suddenly said.

"I authorize you to open the first-level restriction, only injuring but not killing." Ming Shuang said.

"as you wish."

Nie Ruo took out a strange bone mask from her arms, and the mask started to crack from the middle. Other than that, it was nothing special, neither scary nor gorgeous, as if it was just a tool to cover the face.

He put the mask on his face, and the cracks in the middle of the mask suddenly appeared dark green brilliance, and then his whole body was soaked in dark green light, and even the elegant Sakura Dragon wrapped around the tooth Sakura sword turned into tyranny Green Dragon!

"Broken mask, evil appearance, or... a crazy mask." Ming Shuangli sighed: "Although I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect that we would end up fighting each other."

"Now what Nie Ruo is wearing is the Extreme Soldier: Madness Mask, the effect is very simple and clear, that is..."

"It's going to be very fast."

Clang!

In an instant, Nie Ruo crossed a distance of ten steps, slashed the long spear the boy used to resist, and slashed through the three layers of light armor of the boy with the power of speed, tearing a tragic wound on the latter!

The young man groaned and knelt down on one knee, trying to take away Nie Ruo's long sword, but was kicked away by Nie Ruo's extremely quick kick!

Ming Dailan, who was halfway there, blinked, looked at himself and saw that he was still five steps away from the holy sword Huiyao, and saw that Nie Ruo was staring at him, and turned around and shouted: "Hey little brother, I know how to fight in the interior, Do you need my help?"