"Then which scabbard do you think poses the greatest threat to you?"

Leyu glanced at Ning Xinyuan, but it was not surprising that she knew about searching for swords to compete for throne - most teachers in the Imperial Academy knew this well, at most they knew more or less, and the only teacher they didn't know might be Lou Yinhai, and he didn't care.

"Then do you know who else is there?"

"Teacher Niruo, Mietangya, has appeared on the scoreboard, and..." Ning Xinyuan hesitated for a moment: "The beautiful girl and voice that Xiao Yi mentioned to me."

Leyu nodded and put the light into a grass next to her to see if there were any wild blood semen stones hidden inside, and said casually: "I used to think it was a thousand faces, but now I think everyone's threats are the same."

"Why?"

"In the past, it was because Thousand Faces could be transformed into tens of millions, and they could become people around me at any time to deal with me, and even create conspiracies and tricks with other people's identities." Leyu said: "He may not be strong, but the damage he caused is definitely the greatest."

"But this is based on the premise that the relationship between the scabbards is a life-and-death."

Ning Xinyuan was stunned: "Isn't it now?"

Le Yu shook his head: "I thought that after searching for swords and fighting for positions, we would eventually decide the outcome by violence, and even let us fight each other, but the sword holder did not do this. The first game was the Eye of All-knowing Examination, and the second game was the search for the Blood Essence Stone."

"Although we are in a competitive relationship, although there is only one winner, it is not that we are 'killing everyone else and winning', but that 'the achievement of the goal is the winner'. Fighting is not a necessity, and it cannot even be put on the table."

"In addition, the sword-seeking position is set in the Imperial Court, and the sword-holding man will protect the safety of the sword master. More importantly, Cha Huan is extremely protective of his shortcomings..." Le Yu said lightly: "All environmental conditions limit the scabbard to restrain the minions, which is enough to prove the sword-holding man's attitude towards combat: not to promote, not support, not participate."

"What's more, from the beginning, he said 'Seeking Swords and Compete for the Position' was a game."

"We thought this was just a joke, such as the 'bet game of life'. But now it seems that it may really be just a game."

Ning Xinyuan stomped the dead leaves falling on the road and whispered: "Why does the sword-holding man hold a game like this?"

"Who knows, maybe it's just what he wants to do, and that's what he does."

The night wind blew, the leaves sang, the birds danced, the gentle moonlight was cut into pieces by the leaves, dotted with bluestone paths. Ning Xinyuan walked in front and suddenly said, "Maybe he wanted to heal the seven palace masters."

"cure?"

"Teacher Qin, when did you know Shuiyun Palace?"

This question is not a secret, Leyu replied: "They only met after they entered school."

"There are only seven of them left in Huiyao royal family." Ning Xinyuan said: "Shuangli Palace, Shuiyun Palace, Chaoyan Palace... Regardless of whether they can finally seize the throne, they are now alone."

Leyu was stunned.

Yes, there are only seven of them left in Huiyao royal family. This means that they must have brothers and sisters, and even their blood relatives died in the Yanjing chaos in the previous two years. Even if they were not orphans, they would definitely have lost their closest relatives.

They are just young people in their teenage years old, the oldest Ming Shuangli is only twenty-one years old, and the youngest Ming Dynasty Yan is even fifteen years old. In just two years, they have seen each other, suffered all their joys and sorrows, and assumed responsibilities that did not belong to them.

However, Leyu has never seen their depressed side. Ming Shuangli seems to be always enthusiastic, Ming Shuiyun has been working hard, and other palace masters also participated enthusiastically in campus life.

Although they have adjusted their mentality when participating in the sword-hunting competition, the Imperial Academy environment can heal their scars to the greatest extent: busy and strict studies, good-sounding students, all of whom are talented, the ultimate goal of seeking sword-hunting competition, the dormitory life with their sisters, and...

You can always trust, never betray them, and always protect their scabbards.

Dislike the intrigue environment? Then come to the Imperial Academy to make new friends.

Stood into confusion? Then I will give you a small goal to become an emperor.

Lost your closest relative? Then the country will allocate you one, and you can use it as your husband to support you.

For a moment, Leyu figured out many doubts I didn't understand before: "So... it's like this..."

"Spend their due youth happily in the Imperial Court, and select a new emperor by the way." Ning Xinyuan said: "Maybe this is the meaning of seeking swords and fighting for the throne."

"The sword-holding man is using our sword sheath as a tool for people." Leyu smiled.

"Then are you angry?" Ning Xinyuan asked.

Leyu blinked and shook her head: "No...it shouldn't."

With the "ice-blooded constitution", Leyu didn't have the feeling of being angry at all. He knew that he was being used by the sword-holder, but he was also using this sword-seeking battle for the throne. Everyone is a thousand-year-old vixen, so let alone Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

Perhaps he had developed feelings. Although Leyu usually seems to dislike Ming Shuiyun, if he returned to the night of the Holy Sword Contract, he would probably save Ming Shuiyun from under the Nirori sword.

After walking for a while, Ning Xinyuan asked again: "If the scabbard really wants to fight in the end, then who do you think poses the greatest threat to you?"

"Yin!" Yueyu answered without hesitation: "If you really enter the decisive battle, Qianmeng's combat power is not worth mentioning. Even if others have hidden trump cards, they will be equal to me at most. The only thing that can crush and defeat me is the sound of the near-instant death!"

Ning Xinyuan felt comfortable in body and mind, and there was nothing more weighty praise than her opponent's recognition. She asked casually: "Then how do you plan to deal with Yin?"

Leyu: "Hmph, this can't tell you. But by then, it's probably my Yin and I will live to the end, and then I will have my own way to win the final victory."

Ning Xinyuan raised her eyebrows when she heard this: "You mean... you have reached an alliance with Yin, and will you join forces with her to clean up the other scabbards?"

Leyu glanced at her in surprise and said without a doubt: "Guess?"

"But even if you can survive to the end, what can you do to deal with the instant destruction?" Ning Xinyuan said: "What is the meaning of conspiracy and tricks in the face of absolute strength?"

Leyu said: "Teacher Ning, you are really curious."

Ning Xinyuan nodded: "After all, that's the instant destructor who even Wu Zhu has to bow his head. Teacher Qin said you can deal with the instant destructor, so I'm very curious."

Although Leyu doesn't like socializing, especially with beautiful women, Ning Xinyuan can be said to have scratched his itch this time. Leyu hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but show off: "You may find it unbelievable, but I have become a close friend with Yin."

Ning Xinyuan: "...Wow, it's so awesome, how did you do it?"

"I communicate with Yin every night and chat with her every day. After a long time, I will naturally get closer." Leyu seemed a little proud: "If a decisive battle occurs, I can reach an alliance with Yin with this friendship. Not only can I join forces to clean up other scabbards, but at the last moment, I can also make Yin believe that I surrender and trick her out."

Ning Xinyuan opened her eyes wide: "What if she refuses to come out?"

"Then I'm not losing money. At least I'll use the power of the sound to clean up other scabbards, and the probability of victory will increase from one-seventh to one-half." Leyu smiled proudly and said, "Anyway, I only need to spend ten minutes a day to win over such a powerful ally. Maybe there is still a chance to back-sting her, and there is no better deal than this."

"In the entire search for swords, I think the two best things I did. One is to let Shuiyun Palace form the Wushuang Killing Research Association, find something for her to do, and reduce the number of times I bothered me; the other is to win Yin over and become an ally. These two are low-cost and high-yield decisions, and will even become important foreshadowings to help me turn the tables in some time in the future!"

Ning Xinyuan asked quietly: "If Yin really believes in you and you choose to lie to her, will your conscience hurt?"

"Conscience? There is no such word in the Silver Blood Dictionary." Leyu said: "I don't mean to lie, but everyone doesn't understand my true face. If Yin really believes in my deception, it only means that I got the victory from her that I can get at her level of IQ..."

Leyu didn't notice that Ning Xinyuan had already fallen behind him without realizing it. She was so angry that her shoulders were trembling, and she stared at the back of her neck with gritted teeth, wanting to pull out her belt and turn it into a long gun for the lord butterfly to shoot this bastard.

She took a deep breath and said, "We've gone too far, go back."

They came to the ruins of the old teaching building, not far from the Immortal Palace planned to reunite. A little further away is the area where there is no street lights, so they can't move forward any further.

Leyu pondered for a moment, walked to the street light and said, "Let's stay here for half an hour to hear if there is any other movement."

Ning Xinyuan looked around for a week: "Is it a little far from the main campus? Is it a little dangerous?"

Leyu was not worried: "Don't worry, the fairy palace party will be tomorrow, and there will be no trouble tonight."

It has been seven days since the night Li Ying sucked her blood.

Two fairy palace gatherings were held in these seven days. Cha Huan still walked in with his head held high and his chest trembled and walked out with the support of the music. Ming Shuangli, Niruo, and Mietangya did not continue to attend the fairy palace gatherings. Although they did not know about the soul mark, the weakness caused by the spirit of offering energy is too dangerous, and they dared not take such risks.

People received immortal blood at both parties, but I don’t know who it was. He and Li Ying attended every time. Li Ying was no longer saved, and he wanted to spy out more information, but there was not much result.

Although I don’t know when to start saving the country and relieve the difficulties, after discussing with everyone, Leyu agreed that it was the night of the Immortal Palace party - at that time, everyone became weak because of the spirit of offering energy, especially the tea romance was almost directly abandoned, which was definitely the best time.

And except for the dangerous days of the Fairy Palace gathering, it is naturally a safe day.

But Ning Xinyuan didn't want to talk to Leyu anymore. She reluctantly walked to the street lamp, held her hands in front of her chest, turned her head to sulk, and her chest was so angry that it was full of anger.

Now, the music is very happy. Finally, there is a person who has no interest in it and has no intersection in normal times. But he knows that the sword is fighting for the position. He can finally tell him about his wonderful operations in the sword is fighting for the position: "I tell you, my alliance in the Eye of All-knowing exam is like a heifer to heaven..."

At this moment, Leyu and Ning Xinyuan's faces changed, and at the same time they reached out to pull each other's arms, avoided their steps, and shouted:

"careful!"

boom!

The ground where Leyu and Ning Xinyuan were just now suddenly burst, and a pair of fluffy beast claws exploded out of the ground and waved them hard. The lamppost next to Leyu was directly interrupted and slowly fell downwards, splashing dust and soil!

A gray-robed figure crawled out of the pit, and the moonlight shone on him seemed blurry, his voice as hoarse and unpleasant as a broken gong: "You can actually avoid it... the scabbard is indeed not that easy to kill."

When he stood up on the ground, Leyu and Ning Xinyuan discovered his hugeness: the man in gray robe was still two meters tall, his palms were like sunny fans, and his eyes were as big as copper bells. Just standing, he felt the intimidation of Leyu and the two of them as natural enemies!

He clearly turned his back to the street light, but the light seemed to turn a corner, turning it on all directions, illuminating his weird appearance: dripping feet, fluffy claws, round eyes, ears, collapsed nose, convex forehead, hairy face, thin face, sharp mouth and cheeks, and it was a...

"Barish!" Ning Xinyuan said in shock: "Barish actually appeared in the imperial courtyard!?"

Le Yu suddenly felt a little wet in his palm and found that he was holding Ning Xinyuan's hand. They just helped each other and held each other directly.

But compared to a barbaric appearance in the imperial court, he cared more about the words that the grey robe barbaric said just now: "Swordshots are indeed not that easy to kill"...

Ning Xinyuan suddenly untied her belt, and the exquisitely patterned belt was flying and shining brightly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a long gun!

In Leyu's eyes, Ning Xinyuan suddenly turned into nothingness - although it could be seen and touched, in his spiritual feedback, Ning Xinyuan's presence was so low that it almost didn't exist, as if she had no emotions or thoughts in her heart!

"This is definitely not an opponent we can underestimate. Just use all your strength to Qin Leyin."

"It's really you!" Seeing this scene, Leyu couldn't guess the truth: "You asked me those questions just now when you fishing law enforcement, won't your conscience hurt?"

"No, I even want to laugh a little." Ning Xinyuan's pupils suddenly shrank and her murderous intent exploded!

A gun sounded!

Bang!

"In half a second, the little girl is still far from it."

The sound rang out from above them, and when the music looked up, he saw the gray robe savagely raiding.

The other areas suddenly became pitch black, and the street lights and moonlight seemed to disappear. In the eyes of Leyu and Ning Xinyuan, the light like a stream of light wrapped in the gray robe and barbaric hands became the only light in the world!

Stealing the sky and changing the sun, covering the sky and the moon, this is the atmosphere of a land god!
Chapter completed!