Chapter 3088 Lord Shang
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Pedestrians on the street also took refuge in the shops along the street, while those farther away from the square rushed into the square.
The people working in the governor's house remained motionless, the people in the square remained motionless, and some monks even jumped into the air with great interest to watch the excitement.
From the reactions of the surrounding people, it can be seen that the people have strong confidence in the security of Ningcheng. In other words, it also means that the people have a high degree of confidence in the ability of the county monarch and county officials to handle affairs. high.
This also indirectly shows that the prestige of the commander who guards Ningcheng is extremely high. He should be a fair, selfless and caring official.
Xuan Shao and Yan Shao originally wanted to avoid it, but when they saw that the people around them looked like they were used to it, they did not avoid it and followed suit, jumping into the air to join in the fun.
There is so much excitement to see, how can we miss Calabash Baby?
The Calabash Baby swooped up into the sky, and Shui Dun, Bai Yin and Ying Sheng were not to be left behind, and jumped into the sky one after another, joining the ranks of theatergoers.
Mr. Xuan jumped into the air, glanced in the direction of the county magistrate's mansion, and saw the situation clearly. There were three groups of people fighting in the air, two groups were fighting male cultivators, and one group was fighting. Dial is two female nuns.
The male cultivator’s side was not interesting. Anyway, it was a common way of fighting. The two sides fought with weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual power. You came and I went back and forth, and no one gave in to the other.
Moreover, the clothes worn by the male cultivators were all inconspicuous, and it was difficult to tell which one belonged to the same group.
It is easier to distinguish the female cultivators. One is wearing a gorgeous red palace dress, her hair is combed into a fairy bun, and her hair is full of pearls. She fights with others and activates her robe defense. She is wearing a golden halo and weapons. It's a long, shining golden whip.
Another female cultivator wields a sword. She wears a light green coat and skirt, a large-sleeved shirt style, her hair is simply tied into a half bun, she wears a thin bead chain, and a few small hairpins. Small flowers win.
The girl in palace clothes and the female cultivator in green were fighting each other. A long whip was swung so that the air burst with a loud sound, and a long sword flew with a flick of the wrist and made a sparkling silver light.
After taking a few glances, Mr. After a few words, the ferocious expression destroyed her temperament and made her originally beautiful face look ugly.
The female cultivator in green was silent and indifferent to the other party's scoldings. She had a face as cold as ice and just greeted the other party with the long sword in her hand.
Both sidesWeapons are all magic weapons, and the winner cannot be determined for a moment.
In addition to the three groups of people who fought correctly, there were two other groups in the air. One group was about ten people supporting a handsome young man wearing a gold crown and purple robe; the other group was five people. A middle-aged and elderly male cultivator.
The two groups of people stood in the air at opposite angles, staring at the fighting monks.
Mr. Xuan took a few glances, took out a bag containing melon seed shells, and while cracking the shells, he sneaked to the other monks who were watching the fun and inquired about the identity of the female monk.
As a social cow, Mr. Xuan never cared about whether he was familiar with people or not. He asked with a smile: "Brother, do you know who is following whom over there? Take a look. , why is this guy in red so angry? His posture is like a donkey with nails stuck in his soles. He wants to bite anyone he catches;
Look at that one, oh, his face. It’s as cold as ice cubes in winter. Don’t get too close, even three feet away will freeze into ice cubes. This intense and cold one is simply what people call the collision of ice and fire.”
While muttering in his mouth, Mr. Xuan also grabbed a handful of fragrant melon seeds and stuffed them into the monk next to him. He grabbed another handful and handed it to his companion next to him.
The monk who was questioned looked at the shells that were handed to him and hesitated for a moment. After all, he was defeated by the temptation of Lingshan melon seeds and took the snack.
The monk who came to check on him was very knowledgeable. Not only did he treat himself to spiritual snacks, but he also didn’t forget about his companions. He felt very comfortable. He connected four handfuls of melon seed shells and divided them. Gave himself a companion.
Taking advantage of others' mercy, the monk ate some fragrant melon seeds and gossiped: "Fellow Taoist, you just came from afar, right? The female monk in green is from Ningcheng. Shang Junjun's youngest daughter, Shang Miaoyin, has ice spirit roots. She has looked cold since she was a child, but she is a good person and never bullies others.
The female cultivator in the red palace dress is the current emperor of the empire. The monarch’s only legitimate princess, titled Shu, is Princess Xin Shu. The young male cultivator wearing a golden crown next to her is the imperial prince. The two are brothers and sisters of the same mother.
Prince Xin visited the west on behalf of his father. Princess Xin Shu also traveled with her brother. Prince Yi drove half a month to Ningcheng. Taoist friends must have just arrived, so they have never heard of it."
"Ah, actually I have been in Ningcheng for a few days. Okay, you can enter the inner city from the east city direction of the outer city. I was in the DC area a few days ago. I really never heard about the imperial prince’s parade.
What happened to Princess Xin and the Junjun’s daughter? Is there a fight? Don’t Prince Xin and the Duke care about it?” Mr. Xuan looked surprised, hey, they were busy purchasing, and they really didn’t hear the news that the Crown Prince of the Xinhe Empire entered Ningcheng on behalf of his father to patrol the country.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, it's not okay for you to not care about external affairs like this. Sometimes the news is very important, so you should pay more attention to it in the future."
"Yeah, yeah, I've learned my lesson. Please pay more attention in the future. Fellow Taoist, you haven't said why these two people started fighting yet?" Mr. Share snacks.
"The reason for this attack is unknown. We know that Princess Xin Shu has a bad temper and is quick to whip her whip. She also had an attack with a monk on the street a few days ago.
Lord Shang has long said that no matter who fights in Ningcheng, he must not harm innocent people, let alone kill people indiscriminately.
Lord Shang hasn’t come forward yet, maybe it’s the girl’s family It's a small fight."
The monk explained the reason why Lord Shang didn't take care of it. As soon as he finished speaking, a figure came out of the governor's mansion, and a loud shout resounded through the sky: "Give it to everyone. I stop!"
The monk who had just explained to the new fellow Taoist was slightly startled and shouted: "It's over, Mr. Shang has come forward, and a life must have been caused!"
"What?" Mr. Xuan looked dumbfounded: "This handsome young man who just appeared is the Lord of Ning County? Oh my god, with such a high level of cultivation, how can anyone else be so handsome? A way to survive?"
The monk who ascended from the governor's mansion was wearing a crimson robe, with his long hair pulled up into a bun, and a jasper crown. The other half of his long hair hung down his shoulders. Be free from dust.
He has a body like bamboo, a face like jade, a pair of passionate peach blossom eyes under his slender sword-shaped eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. He clearly looks like a handsome young man!
Luo Shuyin, who was sharing the news with an unknown Taoist friend, heard the unbelievable screams of the Taoist friends around him and nodded with sadness: "Shang Junjun was born dead. He has given life to those around him of the same age. He is less than 1,100 years old this year and is in the late stage of divine transformation. The geniuses of his age are still struggling in the Nascent Soul and the Void Refining Realm."
"This You're so awesome, I won't accept it!" Mr. Xuan couldn't help but look at Lord Shang in the distance, oh, this Lord Shang is so handsome!
Especially the kind of impeccable temperament is extremely rare, and probably only the beautiful brother of the little beauty can compete with it.
Mr. Xuan couldn't help but look at the little Lolita, but he didn't know what the little beauty thought when she saw her.
When Young Master Xuan Yan and the four humanoid beasts ran to the sky to watch the excitement, the little Loli did not move. She stood calmly on the spot and moved the Jiuxing brothers out when no one was paying attention.
The nine Silver Star brothers were scattered beside their master, quietly like passers-by.
Although the person stood still on the ground, Le Yun released a ray of spiritual consciousness to watch the battle in the air. She was slightly stunned when she saw the handsome young monk ascending into the air.
Mr. Shang Jun turned out to have a light spiritual root!
I have been walking in Yunlan Continent for many years, and I have seen many monks.This is the first time Le Yun has discovered a single light spiritual root.
I have met people with light spiritual roots before, but those people have light spiritual roots and other spiritual roots at the same time. They are multi-system spiritual roots.
Shang Jun, the commander-in-chief of Ningcheng, has a single light spiritual root.
Light is dazzling and warm.
Light symbolizes brightness.
Most of the monks with Guanglinggen have beautiful faces, like the moon and the sun, with warmth.
Just like her beautiful brother, because he has a rare light spiritual root, he is as elegant and dust-free as a snow lotus, and like the warm breeze of spring, making people feel friendly.
Mr. Shang’s face is like that of a young man, but he is like the bright moon in the fog, misty and hazy, as if he is thousands of miles away from others and can only be seen from a distance but not close to him.
Shang Jun, who was standing in the air, heard the discussion coming from the square and glanced towards the square. His eyes were on a few people who were holding a cloth bag, knocking shells and gossiping about themselves. He paused for a moment and then took it back.
Mr. Xuan, who was glanced at, said: "..." Hey, he felt as if he had been illuminated just now, and he actually felt dizzy.
I feel frightened, eat some melon seeds and shells to calm it down!
Xuan Shao happily continued to eat melon seeds and shells, but he still did not forget to share the blessing with the fellow Taoists around him.
Lord Shang suddenly flew into the air and shouted loudly, beating the three groups of people who were inseparable. The male cultivators used a move to separate them and retreated to their own group.
The two female cultivators were still fighting.
When Shang Miaoyin heard her father's shouting, she withdrew her attack first, but Princess Xin Shu refused to go down the steps and chased her relentlessly, so Shang Miaoyin had to fight back.
Princess Xin Shu ignored her words. Shang Junjun's face sank, and he took a step forward, inserting himself between the two fighting men, his sleeves flying.
With a sweep of his sleeve, the person was knocked upside down and flew out.
Shang Miaoyin flew seven to eight feet before she stabilized. Her face was a little pale, but it was okay. Princess Xin Shu flew more than ten feet away with a flick of the force, and spit out a mouthful. Blood.
The royal elders and guards surrounding the prince felt their hearts tighten when they saw Lord Shang take action. When they saw Princess Xin Shu flying out, a guard flew out to pick her up.
Princess Xin Shu, who was picked up by the guards and brought back, was still bleeding from her mouth, her sleeves and shoes were stained with her own blood spots, her bun was messed up, and even Feng Chai was also lost.
When Prince Xin saw the miserable state of his sister, he looked extremely embarrassed and struck first: "Shang Junjun injured the imperial princess in front of me. Why is he dissatisfied with the monarch?”