Luo Fengtang took action again, killing the sisters' idea of ​​committing suicide to apologize in the cradle.

The female general fell to the ground and screamed, raising her hands to smash her head. Luo Fengtang stepped on her hand again, causing her to completely lose her movement, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

As for the wizard, he was lying on the ground, motionless.

Yang Ruoqing came to the wizard's side and pushed aside the messy hair covering the general's face, revealing the wizard's desperate face.

"Hey, don't be too depressed. I'll show you something again, and I'm sure you'll get even more desperate."

Yang Ruoqing patted the wizard on the shoulder and showed her sword.

The moment the wizard saw the sword, a trace of despair flashed across his eyes.

"The sword looks so familiar, where have I seen it before?"

The wizard murmured to himself and struggled to sit up from the ground.

The female general also saw it and said loudly: "That's the Moye Sword. It looks like that in the book passed down from our ancestors."

The wizard's eyes were filled with light, "There is only one way to verify whether it is the Moye Sword..."

"Come on, take a look." Yang Ruoqing threw the sword directly towards the wizard.

The wizard caught the sword with both hands and looked solemn. She endured the pain in her body and held the sword with one hand, holding the scabbard with the other hand, and tried her best to pull out the scabbard.

Not moving at all.

The wizard took a deep breath and pulled it out again.

Still unsuccessful.

The wizard closed his eyes, mobilized the breath all over his body, poured power into his hands, and then pulled out...

Still unsuccessful.

Not only that, the energy and blood that the wizard had just forced back began to surge again, overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

But she was very happy and said excitedly to the female general: "Sister, come and try."

The female general had been waiting for a long time and couldn't wait any longer. After hearing this, she hurried over and was about to spit into her hands, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Is it disgusting? How can I get it later?"

The female general became anxious, "My hands are slippery and my power is unstable."

Yang Ruoqing threw a handful of powdery stuff into her hand, "Here, rub it with this."

The female general rubbed it, and it really stopped slipping.

"Sister asked me to come!"

The female general came to the wizard with great excitement, stretched out her slightly trembling arms and took the Moye Sword.

"Roar!"

She stamped her feet, took a horse stance, let out a roar like a rainbow, and began to exert her strength.

Mo Xiejian didn't give any face at all.

"Ha, it's like it's stuck together. It's really hard to pull it out!"

Although she couldn't pull it away, the female general was not discouraged at all. On the contrary, it only further stimulated her desire to conquer and curiosity.

Because when the sisters were very young, they often heard their mother and aunts talking about the past. The Empress and Mo Xiejian often appeared in their topics.

I heard that the Moye Sword recognized its owner and the Empress could pull it out, but no one else, including the general who helped the Empress bring back the Moye Sword, could not pull it out.

Moye Sword has been with the empress all her life and has protected her master countless times. It is a spiritual sword.

Mo Xie Jian was also buried with the Empress after her death. Although they all knew that Mo Xie Sword should be in the Empress's coffin, they did not dare to offend the Empress' ghost by opening the coffin to pay their respects to Mo Xie Jian.

At this moment, this pair of tomb robbers brought out the Moye Sword. How could the two sisters not fulfill their childhood wishes?

They also want to pull it out, maybe they are the chosen masters of Moye Sword?

If Mo Xie Jian helps, maybe the sisters can turn defeat into victory today and repel this couple of tomb robbers?

"Female general, you can swing a copper hammer weighing several hundred kilograms, come on, come on!"

Yang Ruoqing clenched her fist at the side to encourage the female general.

The female general roared again, and the roof shook. The muscles all over her body bulged in an instant, veins popped out, and the blood threads in her eyeballs were woven into spider webs.

The power was like green electricity jumping and surging, wrapping around her arms.

Looking at such a female general, Yang Ruoqing suddenly remembered the appearance of the strong man in the old version of Contra.

However, Mo Xiejian still did not give the female general face.

The female general herself was so tired that she vomited a mouthful of blood due to excessive exertion.

The female general was still not convinced and tried again, but was stopped by the wizard.

"Sister, forget it, don't try, we can't pull it out," the wizard said.

"This is a magical weapon. It has spirituality and will recognize its master." The wizard said again.

The female general bared her teeth and said, "Is it possible that only the queen can pull out the sword? I really want to see what the blade inside looks like!"

The wizard shook his head helplessly.

Her eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing again: "This sword will recognize its owner. Even if you steal it, it will not be of use. How about returning it to the original owner and treating it as a good deed?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "I am its owner."

"Just blow it, you..." the female general sneered, but before her laughter stopped, a burst of green smoke passed in front of her eyes.

After a tinkling sound was heard in her ears, Yang Ruoqing held up a sword in her hand. The sword was as light and thin as a cicada's wing, and it was surrounded by a layer of green brilliance.

At first glance, it is an extraordinary sight.

"This, this, is it pulled out?"

The female general and the wizard looked at the empty scabbard in their hands, then looked at the sword in Yang Ruoqing's hand, and were stunned again.

"Did you really pull it out? Moye Sword actually recognized you as its master?"

"How is this possible? Mo Xiejian betrayed the empress?"

The two sisters fell into deep doubts.

At this time, Luo Fengtang returned to Yang Ruoqing. He gently held her shoulders and said to the sisters: "My Qing'er is the new owner of Mo Xiejian. You will understand when you see her true appearance."

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Ruoqing gently and nodded towards her.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, neatly took off the monkey face mask on her face and threw it aside.

The mask fell in half on the ground.

When the wizard and the female general's eyes touched Yang Ruoqing's face, they were so horrified that their minds went blank!

Neither sister knew how they finally regained their thinking.

The female general shook her head repeatedly, her face full of shock: "It's incredible, there are people who look so similar in this world? She is exactly the same as the empress, except for a dragon robe!"

After experiencing the huge shock, the wizard turned into ecstasy.

She straightened her dirty clothes and came to Yang Ruoqing. With piety and awe, warmth and surprise, she slowly knelt down.

"His Majesty!"

Her arms were lying on the ground, and her forehead was pressed against the floor beneath her feet, like a faithful believer who has traveled thousands of miles to reach the Holy Land, kowtow to his faith and the king in his heart...

This time, Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded.

"Hey, don't be like this. I'm not your empress. Your empress is still lying in the coffin in the underground palace. Don't kowtow to me. I won't give you back if I kowtow to the wrong person!"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hands and moved aside to avoid it.
Chapter completed!