The pinnacle of the equipment for fighting the sky

Chapter 129 South Yixi!
Nan Po reacted quickly, rolled continuously, and his fighting spirit condensed into a battle armor to isolate the Jiuyangyan poisonous fire.

Jiang Wushuo smiled, and had no intention of making another move. Nan Po got out of the purple smoke and looked at Jiang Wushuo from a long distance with resentment.

He couldn't understand how a puff of purple smoke could suck people's blood and vindictiveness. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise he might have turned into a puddle of flesh and blood by this time.

The smell of meat on the surface of the skin made Nan Po feel even more afraid of Jiang Wushui.

"Suicide or should I do it?" Jiang Wusuo was asking for his opinion.

But how could a normal person commit such a thing as suicide? Nan Po obviously couldn't do it, so he wanted to take a chance.

Jiang Wushuo's strength was comparable to his, and what he was afraid of was not Jiang Wushuo's strength, but the dark green long sword in Jiang Wushuo's hand.

"Then die!" Nan Po remained silent for a long time, Jiang Wusuo's face was full of hostility.

With the Aoki Sword Jue in his right hand and the Fengxuan Sword Pointer in his left hand, he dashed southward.

Nan Po's fighting spirit was attached to his arms, and his sleeves burst open, revealing a pair of hands covered with black scales.

At this time, the green long sword was already attacking, Nan Po hurriedly retreated a few steps, blocked the long sword, and grabbed it with one claw, Jiang Wushuo turned around, and Feng Xuan pointed straight to meet him.

"Hiss...!" Nan Po took a deep breath, then retreated quickly, and Jiang Wusuo's finger pierced his palm directly.

Jiang Wusuo was not having a good time either, this finger was the strongest of the Fengxuan sword fingers changed by Fengxuan finger, although it pierced through Nan Po's palm, his finger was also broken.

Not caring about the broken finger, the fire thrust suddenly appeared again, Nan Po's pupils shrank, and he jumped two feet to dodge.

Jiang Wushuo sneered, Wangyue Dengyun performed, also jumped two feet, one first and one behind, the two made a move in the air, and then landed.

Jiang Wushuo landed with a dignified look on his face. Nan Po's hands were an absolute defense. Unless his arms were abolished, he would not be able to cause much damage to him.

Staring at Jiang Wushuo with apprehension, Nan Po's nerves were extremely tense, as long as Jiang Wushuo moved, he would follow suit.

Both parties don't understand each other, so there is no way to see through each other's moves.

Jiuyang Yan poisonous fire wrapped the green long sword, making the long sword even more weird. With a flash of sword light, Jiang Wushuo's figure disappeared in place.

Jiang Wusuo has already played enough, there is no need to wait for a good Shenyin Tianhua Jue now!

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly the sound of "poof" piercing through flesh came to Nan Po's ears, Nan Po lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the dark green sword tip from his chest.

He couldn't understand until he died, how Jiang Wusuo managed to appear behind him without anyone noticing.

After burning Nan Po's body with a fire, Jiang Wusuo returned to the Utensil Pavilion, leaving only a scorched black mass on the ground.

……

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion is an independent small courtyard.

The small courtyard is extremely quiet, and the courtyard is full of flowers and plants under the moonlight. A girl in an ice blue skirt, pressing the strings with her hand, looks up at the silver moon in the sky.

"Miss, it's time to go back to the room and rest!" The maid behind reminded in a low voice, with a little sleepiness in her voice.

"I heard that Liu Yan, the only son of the Minister of War, loves His Royal Highness Princess Yaoyue?" From the girl's eyes, it can be seen that she is full of thoughts, and seems to be a little disgusted with this Liu Yan.

The maid was puzzled, why did my lady suddenly ask this question: "Miss..."

"Father asked me to marry him." The girl said the truth, with some helplessness in her words.

When the maid heard the news, she was shocked and quite helpless. The decision made by her master cannot be changed.

"Go to bed early, there will be a Qiukui banquet tomorrow." The girl lowered her head and looked at the maid behind her, always with a gentle smile on her face.

……

The Qiukui Banquet lasted a whole day, that is to say, Jiang Wusuo had to get up early in the morning to go to the palace.

The Qiukui Banquet was held in the imperial garden of the imperial palace, and all the prominent families of the Jia Ma Empire would come to participate, and of course a royal invitation was required.

This time the host of the banquet is still Yaoyue, who can make the emperor agree to use the imperial garden as the venue for the Qiukui Banquet, one can imagine the importance of Yaoyue in the emperor's mind.

In Jiang Wusuo's view, attending the Qiukui Banquet is a waste of time, but it's only a day, so it's good to give Yaoyue some face.

Jiang Wushuo came to the imperial garden early, but there was no one in front of him except the maid.

It seems that he came early, Jiang Wusuo thought to himself, found a seat near the back and sat down, collected his breath and began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

"Huh? There is someone who came earlier than me." Several young masters came together, glanced around, and one of them spoke.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid I came to see some lady early, but so early, there must be no lady coming."

"Extremely right!"

The group of three sat down with laughter, forgetting about Jiang Wushuo in the corner.

The breeze blew, and a fragrance wafted into the mouth and nose. The young masters savored it carefully, and one of them said: "The fragrance of this flower is really intoxicating, but this strange fragrance is even more intoxicating!"

As he said that, the man looked in the direction he had come, and the other two knew that it was someone coming, and it was a woman.

Sure enough, a girl in an ice blue plain skirt walked in and scanned for a week. When she saw the three young masters in her beautiful eyes, there was a hint of disgust in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up.

The girl sat in the same position every year, this position was inconspicuous, she moved lightly with lotus steps, but found that Jiang Wusuo sat quietly in the position where she sat in previous years, closed her eyes and rested her mind.

The girl was puzzled, she had never seen this person before, and it was probably a coincidence that she sat where she was in previous years.

In order to avoid suspicion, the girl sat down in a seat separated from Jiang Wushuo, her movements were elegant and dignified, which made people feel good.

Not far away, the eyes of the three young masters were focused on the girl, but they didn't speak a word, nor were they laughing or playing.

After sitting quietly for two hours, Jiang Wushuang opened his eyes, most of the more than 100 seats in the arena already had owners.

But at this time, a sharp gaze fell on Jiang Wusuo, Jiang Wusuo felt something, looked at the entrance of the imperial garden, and saw that it was the young man who blocked his way in the palace yesterday.

The boy just took a look at Jiang Wusuo, and then his eyes fell on the girl who was not far away from Jiang Wusuo. After staying for a short time, the boy sat down with a few friends.

Jiang Wushuo remained silent, and continued to close his eyes to meditate, but the girl sitting not far away gave Jiang Wushuo a surprised look, and then doubts flashed in his eyes
Jiang Wusuo was not used to the noisy surroundings, perhaps this was the reason why he had been in the refining room for a long time.

Jiang Wushuo didn't know that he was already being targeted by someone, not just the boy.

"Miss Yafei, next week Yu, be polite!"

As soon as Concubine Mittel entered the arena, she immediately became the focus of everyone. After all, she is the precious granddaughter of Mittel Tengshan. If she can get the favor of Concubine Mittel, it will not be a matter of struggling for ten years. But 20 years!
The younger generation of the Nalan family has already arrived. After Concubine Mittel, the younger generation of the Mu family has arrived, and the three major families are all present.

However, the eyes of the three major families all looked at Jiang Wusuo who was in the corner, making everyone doubtful.

The members of the three major families are not fools. Jiang Wusuo deliberately chose an inconspicuous position, obviously because he didn't want anyone to disturb him.

Concubine Mittel saw that there was still a seat next to Jiang Wusuo, so she sat down regardless of what others thought.

"Master Jiang...Young Master Jiang."

Hearing Concubine Mittel's name, Jiang Wushuang opened his eyes and looked at Concubine Mittel, only to see that Concubine Mittel's cheeks were blushing.

"Miss Yafei is very leisurely." Jiang Wusuo gave a pertinent answer.

Concubine Mittel tried to figure out the meaning of Jiang Wushuo's words, did she make him attract attention?Can't help but think so.

A look of disappointment flashed across the eyes of Concubine Mittel, she bit her lip, and said: "Then...excuse me!"

After finishing speaking, she stood up, and Jiang Wusuo looked at her with a half-smile, which made her a little puzzled.

"What's the use of you leaving? Sit down if you don't mind the trouble. I just want to ask you something."

"Oh." Mittel Yafei sat down like a good girl, her face like a ripe apple.

Concubine Mittel treated Jiang Wusuo like this, everyone saw it, and couldn't help being curious about Jiang Wusuo's identity, and immediately asked around.

And the leaders of the Nalan family and the Mu family have already issued a gag order to their own family members, Jiang Wusuo doesn't want to attract attention, if they reveal it, it will only make Jiang Wusuo feel disgusted.

Unable to find out Jiang Wusuo's identity, everyone's curiosity reached a peak. The girl on the right side of Concubine Mittel frowned slightly. She was not used to so many eyes falling in her direction. These people are not looking at her.

Suddenly, the girl got up and walked towards Jiang Wushuo: "My lord, can I change my seat? The little girl used to sit in this position of my lord."

Jiang Wushuo looked up, but looked away, no matter how ugly the girl was, it wasn't about how beautiful the girl was, but this girl had a unique temperament, which attracted him.

The girl was wearing an ice blue dress, with a light blue ribbon around her waist, revealing her slender waist.The long black hair was parted to both sides, and the ice blue fringe on the forehead made the girl even more beautiful.

Hearing the voice and watching the movements, one could tell that this woman must be a lady of great family, and it was she who mustered up a lot of courage to say what she said just now.

The girl is an ordinary person, Jiang Wusuo can tell at a glance.

"I'm offended, please!" Jiang Wushuo said with his gaze back, stood up and cupped his hands.

"This is the daughter of the Minister of Rites, Nan Yixi." Concubine Mittel saw that Jiang Wushuo was absent-minded for a while, which made her a little puzzled, but she still introduced.

"Miss Nan, I offended you just now!" Nan Yixi frowned and smiled, just now Jiang Wushuo looked at her in a daze, how could she not notice it, but Jiang Wushuo looked at her with appreciation, but he had no other thoughts, yes Therefore, Nan Yixi did not blame Jiang Wushuo for thinking.

"Young Master Jiang, you are being polite. It is the little girl who interrupted you." From Concubine Mittel's attitude towards Jiang Wusuo, Nan Yixi knew that Jiang Wusuo would not be an ordinary person, so he saluted Jiang Wusuo, dignified and generous. Obviously.

　Please rest assured that there will be no shortage of 5000 words per day. The author has been writing this book for nearly three months and has never stopped updating. In addition, the outline and plot have been arranged, please rest assured to read!

　　Book Sword Crazy Lingzi: "Wow, readers actually voted for me, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

　　Reader: "Then pinch yourself to see if you are dreaming."

　　Shujian Crazy Lingzi pinched himself, and took a look at the environment where he slept, um, it was right in his room on the construction site.

　　Book Sword Crazy Lingzi: "Damn it, it's really a dream!"

　　


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