Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

In the arena.

The wind whistled, and a few strands of grass were swept by the wind and floated between the two swordsmen.

The autumn wind is bleak (isn't it the beginning of summer yet?), and the scene of a duel between peerless swordsmen.

"The wind is very noisy today."

Wu Chushu, whose clothes were floating and holding a sword in his arms, looked a little melancholy.

"It's a good day for sword fighting."

Xie Xuan hung his sword upside down, wore a bamboo hat on his head, held grass in his mouth, and said helplessly.

Wu Chushu sighed leisurely and squinted his eyes: "I have heard for a long time that Tianshan Sword Village is the holy land of swordsmanship, but this title originally belonged to me, Hengyun Sword City. I am competing with you today not to prove that I am better than you, but to prove that I am better than you. Tell everyone in the world that I must take back what Hengyun Jiancheng has lost."

As he spoke, he changed into a handsome sword-holding posture.

"please!"

"Um, please, too." Xie Xuan vaguely felt that his posture was a bit familiar, as if he had seen him not long ago.

"Please, you better please first!"

Wu Chushu changed his posture again.

"...You actually don't need to pose."

Xie Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, he dropped the grass roots in his mouth to the ground with a snap, pointed around and said:

"It's useless no matter how much you imitate Brother Li. Look, do we still have anyone here?"

"Is there anyone else~ Is there anyone~ Is there anyone..."

The sound echoed in the silence. Wu Chushu was stunned, and turned around to find that the surroundings were empty.

When he saw Li Mo just holding the Divine Sword and Ten Thousand Swords flying in the air, he felt his scalp was numb and his brain was trembling, so he studied very seriously for a long time.

Now that the little gestures are mastered, the wind is noisy, and the atmosphere is here.

No one saw the result?

"How could this happen?" Wu Chushu said as if he was struck by lightning.

"Isn't the showdown between Li Mo and Ying Bing good to watch? Come here to see you and me?"

Xie Xuan drew out his sword angrily:

"Hurry up and do it. I'm waiting to see you too. If you please me again, I'll stab you to death with my sword."

"...."

Wu Chu's book is full of great things.

Since ink is produced, how can calligraphy be produced?

.....

In front of the opposite corner of the ring, there were completely two extremes. At this time, there was a crowd of people, there was endless discussion, and countless eyes were looking at the two people on the stage.

The world focuses on you who belong.

The young man looks like a tree in the wind. The down on his mouth has faded away at some point. He is sunny and handsome. His face is not aggressive at first glance and reminds people of a kind-hearted gentleman.

And Ying Bing, under the color of dusk, has a natural charm between his eyebrows and eyes. In the mixed light and dark twilight, his face is cool, cool and soft, revealing some kind of divinity.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be like the fairy in the storybook who accidentally entered the world and fell in love with a mortal.

The two stood on the stage. It was obviously a duel, but there was no tension at all, giving people a strange harmony.

"Together, together!"

"I suggest a kiss first."

"Seriously, in this competition, the number one Qianlong player this year will probably be born among them."

Among the common people and people in the world, many people have been turned into CP fans by Shang Qin Qingdai, but most of the girls who are waiting for marriage in the imperial capital.

Most people are more concerned about who is ranked first in Qianlong this year.

These two are fighting it out, who wins and who loses?

Shang Qinqing thought for a while and said loudly:

"Yes, this is related to the future family status!"

"So whether you are a championship fan or an ice fan, there is essentially no difference from a cp fan. Why should everyone tell the difference so clearly?"

"One thing is said and one thing is certain."

"is that so?"

After being confused, many people's eyes gradually became enlightened with wisdom.

"Come on." Li Mo looked serious, looking ready.

Well....it just seems.

In fact, his true energy, mind, soul, and body were all in a state of extreme emptiness.

This is no longer something that can be recovered by adjusting the breath. If other people had to practice for at least ten and a half months, it would take him three or two days to recover.

And he has just broken through.

This is not like playing a game, where the status will be restored as soon as he levels up. On the contrary, he still needs to consolidate his realm.

So he still plans to...

"Um."

Ying Bing nodded slightly and raised the Taibai Sword.

However, what arrived earlier than Taibai Sword was the clear and tranquil Taiyin Qinghui.

"You are very dependent on the golden armor and divine will, but the Taiyin will and soul have no real realm but have not discovered the real magical effect."

Zhuyu Luopan's voice and Taibai Sword came at the same time.

Li Mo subconsciously raised the Divine Sword.

At the time of the collision, a cold, but very comfortable energy came from the hilt of the sword.

"Bingtuozi..."

"Don't be in a daze." Ying Bing looked down at him.

Seeing this scene, those who were at a slightly higher level and discovered what they were doing all leaned back slightly.

What a showdown!

Fairy Han was clearly using the showdown to help him consolidate his realm! Warm and nourish the soul!

"Although things are a little different from what I thought, but..."

Shang Qinqing resisted the urge to roll on the floor and said with shining eyes:

"There is no doubt that I am invincible."

"But the total score will determine the winner? How do we divide it? Who wins and who loses?"

"Brother, wake up, they all won, guess who lost?"

"Ah...me?"

"What the hell, you tricked us into coming here to kill us? I was already planning to go home for dinner!"

The expectant audience was in an uproar as they watched the entanglement between the two swords on the stage and the circulation of energy.

It’s a tense and exciting Qianlong Conference. If you two don’t want to fight, then don’t fight.

What does it mean to hit the audience?

The expressions of the people in the audience suddenly turned into various Pig Man.jpg.

At this moment, someone shouted:

“Xiaoba... um, Wangqi Douhun seems to be losing!”

Everyone looked over hurriedly.

Is it because he just experienced a big battle, so he can’t continue after all?

Li Mo was knocked back by a sword and was already at the edge of the ring, teetering and about to fall.

That’s right, Li Mo was going to follow the original plan.

To be fair, according to the rules of the conference, he should have lost to Bingtuozi in this round.

Luck is also a part of strength. He was emptied in advance, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Huangtian Empress, Bingtuozi of Red Destiny.

Isn’t it natural for her to become the first in Qianlong?

"At night, should I look at the black or the white first..."

When he fell backwards, Li Mo looked at the gorgeous dusk dyed in rose red, and thought for no reason.

By the way, why should we distinguish the order?

Can't we have one black and one white?

Hiss...Why do I want to get cocky the more I want...Li Mo felt his nose itchy, and there was a faint heat coming out.

You see, I was beaten and bleeding.

Who dares to say that this duel is not fierce?

Pah.

"Li Mo fell off the ring, Ying Bing...Hmm?"

Just as the purple eunuch was about to announce the winner, he suddenly opened his eyes slightly, as if he had seen a ghost.

Even he didn't notice what happened just now.

"Hmm?"

Feeling the amazing softness and elasticity of the back of his head, Xiao Li looked up blankly.

But under the shining sun and moon, that beautiful and charming face, with a cold expression, but a smile in her eyes:

"I'll go down first, I lost."

She said she lost.

But Li Mo felt that no matter how he looked at it, Bingtuozi looked like a cool cat who had succeeded.

Student Li knew that he had won, but he also felt that he had lost.

So.....

Li Mo couldn't figure out whether he had won or not, and Bingtuozi said that he had lost.

The audience... Not to mention the audience, I have never been eaten so many lemons in my life, and I have completely begged for mercy.

Who won then?

"Hahahahahaha!"

Shang Qinqing laughed up to the sky, full of pride, and obsessed.

....

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