"Wang Xian is going to fight, or Shi Hao can do it. The former is good at killing and the latter is good at defending. Our star official in the Tuyuan Court may be able to tie the game."

"The risk is too great." Xu Xiurong sighed, "Besides, people in the prison have been in panic these days. If this battle is not handled well..."

Fang Liuhuo slapped the table irritably:

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work. I'm looking like I'm in a hurry. I have to come up with a pattern. The secretary of the surname Li is not here, so you can make an idea."

brush--

Several people looked at Li Guofeng one after another, but saw that the surveillance man looked cold and majestic, as if he had made a decision, and said at this moment:

"Send Jianzhuang to fight."

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect this answer.

Li Guofeng knew their thoughts and his eyes were calm:

"The Lord of the Imperial Lord comes in person. Regardless of whether Huaizhu goes to fight or not, the winner is the winner, and the opponent is likely to attack us and propose a dispute. In this case, why bother letting the disciples stand in front, and we, the marquis, cannot retreat?

"Jian Zhuang is my disciple of Jinyuan. I will tell him a little bit that he wants to go out and admit defeat, and finish the martial arts show... he can also protect the strength of Huai Zhu, Wang Xian and other Si Chen."

After a pause, he slowly stood up, his body covered in official robe:

"Then, if the other party proposes a dispute, I will take the challenge and you can wait."

At this moment, the aura of the Jinyuan Supervisor rose, and the fierce aura from Taibai Xingchen cut the air, like a polished gun.

Everyone was moved slightly.

Everyone understands that even in this kind of competition, the Lord will not interfere due to his identity, or even... the supervisor may not come in person in person.

But Elder Luan Yu is also an old strong man. The other party is aggressive and must be prepared.

Li Guofeng's intentions are obvious:

Let Jianzhuang go through the motions and recognize her fault and preserve her strength.

Then, he will fight against Luan Yu to win and reverse the downturn in public opinion... As long as Li Guofeng can win, he will at least be able to retain his dignity.

It is equivalent to carrying the difficulties the disciples endure on their shoulders.

If someone says that the Imperial Heavenly Prison is not good at that time, it can be said that this is a tactic, anyway, the Prison Marquis has won.

This is undoubtedly the best solution, but the problem is...

If Li Guofeng is sure to win, what price will he pay? A strong man at the well level fights with all his strength. It is very easy to draw, but if one side must win... I am afraid he can only trade it for injury.

At this moment, suddenly, the "Peng" sound from the gate outside the hall was knocked open. Luo Huaizhu dragged Fang Tian's painting halberd and said in the surprised eyes of the five marquises:

"I want to join the war."

...

Nancheng residence.

When the east lights up and the sun hangs high, a disciple in a short robe put away his pet animals and lined up in the courtyard to set off.

Luan Yu, with bright and elegant facial features, tall chests and mature charm, walked along the corridor, passed through the inner house, and arrived outside the door of a quiet room.

Through the door, "Master, I'm ready to set off."

"Come in."

A cold female voice came.

Luan Yu pushed open the door of the house and saw the contemporary emperor wearing a phoenix crown and a robe dressed in a rosy robe, standing in front of the mirror, playing with an emerald green bracelet in his hand.

Her cold and glamorous face is reflected in the bronze mirror, and her dignity and majesty are harmoniously combined.

Qi Hongmian asked lightly: "How are you prepared?"

Luan Yu lowered her head and replied:

"In this Imperial Heaven Supervision, only Luo Huaizhu deserves attention. However, based on the information we collected, we have estimated its strength and prepared for its tactics. If she goes to fight, Yuan Ji will be enough to deal with it."

The rolling heat wave disappeared, everything returned to normal, and the two people at the table turned their heads and looked at the same time.

A "creak" sound.

Ji Ping'an pushed the door and walked into the yard with his own expression as usual, with a warm and warm smile on his face.

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ps: Change the typo first and then change it

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!