"What are you all still doing Immediately arrest him!"A flash of cold light, and Liu Yun's voice directly turned into a scream.Suddenly, Nan Gong Ye drew a dagger from his sleeve and held it against L...In Nangong Hua's hand was Nangong Ye's Questioning Heaven Sword. Everyone present knew it, but no one dared to speak.

He didn't want to be caught by the woman on the third floor, who could clearly see that his sword was actually "stolen". 。Nangong Hua spoke in a low voice: “The distinguished guest on the third floor, I’m afraid you must have misunderstood.” 。This blade, forged by the master swordsmith I sought out, is a pair of twin swords. 。Qingxuan rolled her eyes in disgust on the third floor's elegant room. 。Nan Gong Hua is really shameless, actually having the audacity to say that the Qitian Sword in his hand was a replica forged by someone he hired. 。She let out a cold snort, without arguing. 。

After all...

Everyone already knows about his shameless deeds.

She said faintly, "Whatever the Wangye says goes." 。"When Nangong Hua heard this, his expression became even darker. " 。The other party's words were clearly a mockery of his "no silver, three hundred taels" situation. 。。But now, he can only bear it in order to leave Yunxiang Pavilion. 。He was now thinking about getting Ling Ruo to take out the Zi Mingzhu to turn a big matter into a small one. As for his Wen Tianjian, he would naturally not give it up. 。Seeing that the other party no longer spoke, Nangong Hua fell silent for a moment before saying: "If this young lady desires a weapon, I shall have someone deliver an excellent one to Yunian Pavilion after this." 。As for this sword in my hand, it is the king's prized possession, and I am unwilling to part with it. 。“If that’s the case, then let Princess Lingluo stay in this iron cage for three days.” 。Hearing this, Ling Ruo’s emotions surged again. 。

She couldn't even last for three incense sticks, let alone three days!

The silver needles piercing her skin were both painful and itchy. She was almost at her limit.

In Ling Luo's eyes, Nangong Hua's weapon was nothing more than a sword. There were plenty of superior weapons in her father king's arsenal. 。

Seeing Nangong Hua hesitate to give up her sword, unwilling to leave the iron cage, Ling Luo shouted: "Hua gege, it's just a sword!"

"You give it to her!"

Qingxuan heard this, a faint smile flashed across her eyes. 。I have to say, Lingruo, this teammate is really dragging everyone down. 。If she hadn't surrendered the Zhentian Sword to Nanguang Hua now, Nanguang Hua would still have come up with all sorts of excuses to refuse her. 。But now he has Ling Ruo, this pig teammate. As long as she sows discord a few words, she can rely on Ling Ruo to get the Zhentian Sword. 。Nangong Hua gave Ling Ruo a look again, signaling her to be quiet, but Ling Ruo ignored her. 。Ling Ru cried out in pain: "Hua Gege, does my life not matter more than this broken sword in your hand! Give it to her!" 。"Whatever sword you want in the future, I will have your father give it to you!"If it were any other weapon, Nan Chuang Wang might still 。But this sword, the Tian Jian, was a peerless weapon. Even within Nan Zhuang Wang's arsenal, which housed countless superior weapons, there was nothing comparable to it. 。Nan Gong Hua once again raised her head to look at the third floor: "Miss, if you need anything else, Nan Gong Hua will definitely find a way to offer it." 。But this weapon, it really doesn't work. 。Qingxuan: “A cold snort” 。If it doesn't work, then it doesn't work. 。After all, it is Princess Ling who is facing a calamity now, not Lord Wang. 。The Lord, of course, kept himself aloof from this matter. 。This silver needle did not pierce the prince, so there is no need for him to be nervous. 。The Lord does not wish to exchange the sword in his hand for Ling Ruo County's safety. He may now leave first. 。He's been waiting for this very sentence! Now that he has heard it, he can leave Yúnjiān Gé and bring his troops back to surround the place, forcing Yúnjiān Gé to release their captive. 。Although this means openly confronting the Yunjian Pavilion, he would rather tear his relationship with them apart than hand over the peerless divine sword "Wentian" (問天劍), which is as sharp as mud. 。Thinking about this, Nangong Hua turned her head towards Ling Ruo and gave Ling Ruo another wink. 。But now Ling Luo is in excruciating pain. 。She felt a sharp pain all over her body, every pore throbbing. Nan Gong Hua was still scheming for that broken sword and planned to abandon her to escape alone!Ling Luo completely ignored Nan Gong Hua's plan. She threatened him, "Hua Gege, today, if you leave me behind, don't ever appear in Dali again!"arved for ages and finally caught sight of its prey. 。Before Qingxuan could speak, Nangong Ye's voice, low and husky, held a hint of pity. 。Nangong Ye rubbed Qingxuan's cheekNan Gong Ye: "Xuan'er is s...