The Queen of Phoenix is ​​demonic

Chapter 127 The Blessing Ceremony (2)

"This year, it's hard to say that the great-grandchildren of the Nangong family won the first place. Last time, Nangong Zhouyu won the first place in the men's group, and Nangong Xiling won the first place in the women's group. This time, the siblings should be invincible hand."

"That is, the Zhou family and the Gu family were the strongest in Jinyang City. Now that the Zhou family is not participating, the Gu family is gradually declining. No one can compete with the Nangong family."

"I heard that the Xuanling Sect has already taken a fancy to Nangong Zhouyu, and they only came here to compete with other sects."

"Wow, if you can enter Xuanlingzong, it will be amazing. If you go further, you will be eligible to enter the Three Palaces. There are no immortal cultivators in Jinyang City yet."

"That's not all. Miss Nangong heard that she is going to be chosen as the crown princess. At that time, the Nangong family will have all the power."

"It's almost the Nangong family's world now, why should the royal family listen to the Nangong family?"

"That is……"

Zhou Yuqian snorted softly, nudged Zhou Yujin with her elbow, and said in a low voice, "Brother, if you appear on stage, it will be Nangong Zhouyu's turn to become famous."

"We're just having fun, so what can we do? Can we eat?" Zhou Yujin said disdainfully.

Ning Huang gave the two thumbs up.

Zhou Yuqian and Zhou Yujin raised their eyebrows proudly at each other.

"However, let Xiao Huang'er have a good time this time." Zhou Yujin rubbed Ning Huang's head with a pair of buns with a smile.

"Oh, don't do it." Ning Huang hurriedly slapped his paws off and straightened his bangs.

As soon as he raised his head, he suddenly met Shang Nangong Xiling's cold gaze.

Hey, she changed a mask, how did Nangong Xiling recognize her again?

Even so, Ning Huang was not afraid, shaking his head and winking at her.

Nangong Xiling glared fiercely, then lowered her eyes, and followed Nangong Yu to the altar.

While everyone was discussing, the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven was about to begin.

Headed by Nangong Yu, he walked to the noble area under the altar with the representatives of the five sects and sat down.

Nangong Xiling and Nangong Zhouyu followed closely behind.

Nangong Xiling's exquisite makeup couldn't conceal her haggard complexion, and her eyes were icy cold.

After a while, a burst of palace gongs sounded, and the mighty guard of honor came slowly. Nan Gongyu and representatives of the five sects looked over.

On the eight-carried sedan chair, sat the current crown prince, Yang Haoshe, dressed in a dragon robe.

Ning Huang looked at this person, his appearance was somewhat similar to Ling Yi, glanced around, Ling Yi should not appear here, right?

Nangong Xiling's dim eyes suddenly shone with light at this moment, looking at Yang Haoshe who is high above him.

Nan Gongyu led all the patriarchs to greet them respectfully, but the representatives of the five sects sat still.

The five sects are not restricted by the royal families of various countries, and can even surpass the royal families of various countries. Naturally, they don't need to give too much face to a little prince.

Yang Haoshe walked over surrounded by Nan Gongyu, and clasped his fists at the representatives of the five sects. Fang, the representative of the five sects, got up and returned the salute, and everyone sat down.

The prayer ceremony begins.

Nangong Zhouyu was the first to step forward, took a deep breath, and then raised his hand to firmly hold the hanging gavel.

A heavy muffled sound suddenly sounded, followed by a melodious and long-lasting bell.

The people in the audience cheered immediately, and the first hammer was struck, which was a good start, which represented the success of the blessing.

"Zhouyu really has supernatural power." Yang Haoshe said with a smile.

Nangong Yu said modestly, "The child is immature, and His Royal Highness laughed."

The representatives of the five sects looked pale. In their eyes, this was simply a swipe of a feather, and it was neither painful nor itchy.

boom……

There was another sound, and the field fell silent.

Everyone is curious how many times he can strike.

Boom...boom...boom...boom...boom...

Five more rings!

Nangong Zhouyu's face was slightly pale, panting heavily, he cupped his hands and clasped fists at the seats below the stage, but he dared not speak, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and his strength was also almost exhausted.

"Wow! Seven rings! It's seven rings!"

The audience immediately boiled over.

　It's Monday, ask for a ticket, today is four more

　　
　
(End of this chapter)