There are three treasures in the home of abandoned wives and mothers

Chapter 218 People Shameless, Even Ghosts Are Scared (Merry Christmas)

When Haoyuehuang heard this, he glanced at Concubine Yao.

Speaking of this marriage, it's not that he hasn't thought about it. After all, it is of great benefit to Haoyue Kingdom. He originally wanted Chen'er to marry Yan Zhaoxue as the crown princess, but right now, he is very dissatisfied with this arrogant Yan Zhaoxue If it was with Tian'er, he would be even more worried. Tian'er wanted the throne. If Yan Zhaoxue was added, then Chen'er would not be their opponent. The power of the two sides was out of balance, and Chen'er would suffer sooner or later. It wasn't him. The father's eccentricity is because he really likes the son Chen'er in his heart. It is said that people born in the royal family have no feelings, but Chen'er is not. Only Chen'er can understand him.

"Look at what's being said."

Hao Yuehuang replied coldly, and ignored Concubine Yao.

Concubine Yao had no choice but to grit her teeth and swallow all her anger in her stomach.

He only cared about the crown prince, never cared about her Tian'er, what is it about Tian'er that is inferior to Jun Shaochen?

Concubine Yao cast a vicious look at Jun Shaochen.

Just at this time, Jun Shaochen also looked at her, Jun Shaochen smiled meaningfully, don't these two women love to fight?Then let them fight.

What kind of life fate gave him, he has no choice, he can't choose fate, but he can choose how to walk this road well, the meaning of life is not to escape, but to choose a real life, before, he There is no concept of the throne, but it is different now. He wants to find out the cause of his mother and concubine's death, and he wants to give the woman he loves a quiet and peaceful life.

Jun Shaochen unconsciously glanced at Su Zinian, who was quiet and gentle, with a soft light on his face.

This time, Yan Zhaoxue walked onto the platform and faced Su Zimo face to face.

"Where is the princess, we will compete here in front of everyone."

"That's good! In this way, everyone can be a witness. However, I, Su Zimo, are the ones leading the ugly talk. This competition of cultivation is a life-and-death contest, but it's just a life-and-death battle between the two of us..."

"Princess Nalan, don't worry. If Ben Gong dies under the sword of Princess Nalan in this match, Zisang Country will not trouble Li Xia Country. On the contrary, if Princess Nalan dies under the sword of Ben Gong Your Majesty, please also remember the Lixia Kingdom, this has nothing to do with any country."

Yan Zhaoxue snatched Su Zimo's words and looked at Su Zimo as if she was looking at a corpse.

Hearing this, Su Zimo smiled, "It's better to have written proofs than verbal proofs!"

When the queen heard this, she couldn't help but think of the match between Hong'er and Su Li. Judging by her cultivation, Su Zimo's cultivation was not as high as that of Princess Zhaoxue, but seeing Su Zimo's calm face, she always felt a little Something is wrong.

"Okay!" Yan Zhaoxue readily agreed.

Haoyuehuang understood and asked Eunuch Qin to give them a certificate of life and death.

Su Zimo picked up a pen, and boldly signed his name on the life and death certificate.

Yan Zhaoxue was not to be outdone, and their names accounted for more than half of the birth and death certificates.

The ladies below, seeing Su Zimo's forthright and ready-to-face performance, all sighed to themselves. If they had such a huge disparity in cultivation, they wouldn't dare to fight the princess of the Zisang Kingdom.

"Although the two princesses have signed the life and death certificate, life and death have nothing to do with the affairs between the two countries. If the two princesses are ready, the competition can begin."

Haoyuehuang said lightly, as expected of Su Zimo, he can play as big as he wants, it's so weird, others are thinking about how to save their lives, but she and her son like to bet on their lives.

"Princess Nalan, please!" Yan Zhaoxue politely stretched out a hand as a gesture of invitation.

Su Zimo smiled, and the sleeves on her hands fell from her wrists. That independent figure, full of confidence, made everyone unable to look away.

There is a saying that goes well, throw away your best effort, fight until you do your best, and the greatest energy in your body will be unearthed. She, Su Zimo, will let the world see how people with disparity in cultivation to the sixth level win .

The people off the court widened their eyes and stared closely at the two people on the stage, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.

Yan Zhaoxue suddenly held a silver sword in his hand, which radiated a gloomy light under the candlelight.

A lifelike silver butterfly is carved on the hilt.

Su Zimo looked at the Die Wu Sword, no wonder Yan Zhaoxue was so arrogant, this Die Wu Sword is also a once in a century sword.

Someone recognized the sword in Yan Zhaoxue's hand, and couldn't help but worry about Su Zimo.

Just when everyone was wondering what weapon Su Zimo would use, suddenly, a white silk rose slowly behind Su Zimo, forming a sharp contrast with her bright red dress.

Haoyuehuang's eyes turned cold, is this the legendary Xuan Bingxue practice?
Murong Zeyu stared wide-eyed, looking at the white silk that was rising higher and higher, with a look of surprise on his face!Sure enough, the Eight Great Profound Weapons all recognized their masters.

Yan Zhaoxue sneered, is this the legendary Xuan Bingxue practice?She really wants to see if her Diewu Sword is better or her piece of cloth is better.

The night wind messed up the hair of the two of them, and when their eyes moved at the same time, they clashed instantly.

Su Zimo held the other end of Xuan Bingxue's practice, and Xuan Bingxue's practice could be stretched and stretched freely, and the movements of the clouds and flowing water effortlessly blocked Yan Zhaoxue's fierce attack.

"Clang...clang!"

Xuan Bingxuelian collided with Diewu Sword, but there was a sharp collision sound.

Murong Zeyu opened his mouth slightly in astonishment, it was not the Eight Great Profound Weapons ranked second among the Eight Great Profound Weapons, stretchable and soft like wind, and like black iron when colliding, it was indestructible.

Yan Zhaoxue looked at it, her eyes were radiating a cold light, and she saw that Xuan Bingxue was holding Su Zimo's hand, which gave Su Zimo an advantage. Xuan Bingxue was more than two meters long, and her Diewu sword couldn't get close to Su Zimo at all. Zimo, the seventh-level cultivation of the Shenxuan period that she used, instantly disappeared when she encountered Xuan Bingxue, which made Yan Zhaoxue feel a little flustered in her heart. No wonder Su Zimo was so confident.

Yan Zhaoxue quickly thought of a way. If she wanted to kill Su Zimo, she had to be separated from Xuan Bingxue, so she still had a chance of winning.

After a few moves, the two of them were unscathed. Yan Zhaoxue's body was shaken, and with a heavy kick on her toes, she slashed towards Su Zimo with the momentum of breaking the rainbow bamboo.

When Mu Yunxuan saw it, he clasped his hands tightly, and his heart instantly became tense.

Su Zimo saw that there was a cold light in her beautiful eyes, which contained infinite coldness. Let go of Xuan Bingxue's training, and Xuan Bingxue's training quickly became wider and taller.

Yan Zhaoxue's strength hit the top, and it instantly disappeared.

Xuan Bingxue seemed to have eyes, and suddenly, like a storm, swept towards Yan Zhaoxue, with a strong wind, Yan Zhaoxue was shocked in her eyes, and quickly dodged back, she quickly, Xuan Ice and snow training is faster.

Seeing such a reversal, the audience was dead silent.

Xuan Bingxue's practice is like ruthless and emotionless, only killing intent.

When Yan Zhaoxue retreated to the edge of the platform and had nowhere to retreat, Yan Zhaoxue raised her head and flew into the air again.

But no matter how she moved, Xuan Bingxuelian would follow her.

Yan Zhaoxue was furious, and Die Wujian slashed Xuan Bingxue fiercely.

In an instant, sparks radiated and silver light flickered.

Xuan Bingxue practiced like steel, without a trace of being scratched.

Yan Ping'an leaned forward slightly, feeling anxious in his heart. If this continues, Xue'er will definitely lose.

What a miscalculation, the Xuan Bingxue Lian in Su Zimo's hands is actually so powerful.

Everyone's eyes were full of surprise!He was even more surprised by Su Zimo, who had a calm face. No wonder he was so confident. With this Xuan Bingxue training alone, he could defeat many masters above the seventh level of Shenxuan stage.

Su Zimo looked at everything in front of her, her beautiful face was unusually calm, but there was a chill in the air all over her body.

A strange piece of white silk, showing an indescribable ability, is really eye-opening.

"Su Zimo, if you have the ability to fight this princess single-handedly, and use the mysterious weapon to control this princess' ability, what kind of skill is that?"

Yan Zhaoxue landed on the ground, roaring unsteadily.

Su Zimo retracted Xuan Bingxue Lian and hung it by his side.

"Yan Zhaoxue, people are shameless and even afraid of ghosts. You hold the Diewu sword in your hand, but you want me to fight you alone. Are you delusional?" Su Zimo deliberately misinterpreted Yan Zhaoxue's meaning.

"Su Zimo, how dare you call this princess shameless."

Enraged, Yan Zhaoxue looked at Su Zimo sullenly and viciously, her eyes were like poisonous needles, she just wanted to execute Su Zimo to death.

"Hmph! In the cultivation competition, everyone depends on their ability. As long as you can win the opponent, you will win. You, the princess of the Zisang Kingdom, are not as good as others. You stop halfway and ask your opponent to fight with you alone. In front of everyone, you are so embarrassed. Do you say you have a face?"

"Su Zimo, you...!"

Yan Zhaoxue was blocked by Su Zimo's words, and the life and death certificate had been signed. In this battle, she had to compete with Su Zimo, otherwise, Zisanguo would lose all face.

"Hmph! The competition is not over yet, Princess Zisang is mainly admitting defeat, I don't care about life and death."

"I don't want you to pretend to be kind and admit defeat, hum! Su Zimo, the outcome is not yet decided, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose."

Yan Zhaoxue roared!She has never typed in her life, Yan Zhaoxue looked at Su Zimo who was smiling at this moment, she was like a delicate and delicate flower that devoured people, so delicate and charming that it pierced people's eyes.

"Then continue!" Su Zimo moved her body, and Xuan Bingxue moved with her.

Yan Zhaoxue became ruthless, and raised her sword to meet her again.

Mu Yunxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and became nervous again.

Murong Shaofeng saw it, and sent a message to Mu Yunxuan in a secret voice.

"It seems that you don't know Mo'er well enough."

Mu Yunxuan tilted his head, and gave Murong Shaofeng a cold look.

　Dear friends, the update is completed today and will continue tomorrow, okay!Kiki is here to wish you all a Merry Christmas in advance.

　　
　
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