Chapter 214

silent!

There was silence!

The deference on their faces gradually turned into a fool, looking at Zhao Fang foolishly.

Even Nangong Wuji, who was very deep in the city, was stunned for a moment after hearing Zhao Fang's words.

But soon, Nangong Wuji hid the amazement on his face, and his face returned to calm again.

"What do you call me?"

Xueluo asked calmly, but there was no joy or anger in his voice.

But the middle-aged man standing beside him glanced at Zhao Fang slightly and sighed in his heart, "you can call thirteen a guy who doesn't know how to live or die? Now, it depends on how you die!"

He followed the snow for many years and naturally knew the nature of the snow.

These thirteen names have always been used by his imperial brother to ridicule him.

Now it is called out by outsiders. Although it is unintentional, xueluo's inner anger will not dissipate. Instead, it will put all the ridicule of the imperial brothers on Zhao Fang.

"Why are you all standing and sitting down? Didn't you say you were going to have a party? I've been waiting for a long time. I didn't even see a dish. Your majesty, I didn't even eat dinner for the party."

Zhao Fang didn't answer the question. Instead, he looked at Nangong Wuji.

Nangong was speechless. Zhao Fang led the war to him, but it was somewhat unexpected.

The other party ignored his face and looked like he had never seen the world. He couldn't refute it. With a slight smile, he turned to xueluo and said respectfully: "Your Highness, please take your seat."

Then he looked at the middle-aged man beside the snow.

The middle-aged man came forward and whispered in xueluo's ear, "prince, business matters!"

Xueluo narrowed her eyes slightly, forced down her anger, nodded slightly, didn't greet Nangong Wuji, and sat directly at the head of Zhao Fang.

Nangong Wuji waved and everyone sat down. Then the eunuch chief announced to serve.

Dishes are like running water, which are placed one by one and displayed in front of each seat.

However, the atmosphere at the scene became extremely awkward and quiet due to Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang seemed unheard of.

After the party began, he began to eat wildly.

Looking at his posture, it seems that he came for dinner.

See.

Everyone at the scene looked at Zhao Fang contemptuously, like a noble above, overlooking the beggars begging on the roadside.

Zhao Fangshi didn't see the eyes of the people.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Wanyue, the second daughter of Nangong Ling, who had a very thin face. Under the gaze of the public, she couldn't help being embarrassed.

It's snow falling.

After seeing Zhao Fang so "unbearable", I was also very glad that I didn't have the same knowledge as this person.

Otherwise, he must be pulled down by this person.

Banquet.

Under the deliberate flattery of several leaders of major forces, it became much easier, and a smile appeared on xueluo's face again.

Seeing this, the big and small forces were relieved.

Taking advantage of the happy mood of snow falling, I kept toasting him to express my admiration and awe for the snow empire.

The snow never refuses to fall, and the bearing is excellent.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, the atmosphere on the field rose higher and higher.

Snow undoubtedly became the focus of the whole audience. Almost all forces present interacted with them frequently.

Except one.

Zhao Fang!

Because of his previous performance, people didn't show much enthusiasm for him. Compared with the snow falling, Zhao Fang sitting next to him is more like a foil.

Zhao Fang didn't think so and didn't want to integrate into these people.

He drank and ate vegetables quietly, as if he were isolated from the whole lively venue. He occasionally talked and laughed with Nangong Ling's second daughter.

It seems quite comfortable.

Zhao Fang's comfort, especially Nangong Ling's attitude towards him, makes xueluo very dissatisfied.

He turned his eyes and said to Nangong Wuji, "Nangong master, since we are martial arts practitioners, isn't this banquet boring?"

"Ha ha, what the thirteenth prince said is that I was negligent."

Nangong Wuji nodded with a smile and stroked with his palm. A silk and bamboo instrument sounded. A group of beautiful women came in.

The dance of these people is extremely soft and sexy. It is also a rare visual enjoyment.

however.

When they enjoyed the scene, xueluo's eyes flashed a hint of irony.

"This is also called dancing?"

The snow smiled, and there was a trace of contempt in his words.

Nangong Wuji's face remained unchanged, although xueluo's arrogant attitude made him very unhappy.

But he had already reached the point where his happiness and anger were not in his face. It was difficult for anyone to see the clue in their expression.

Nangong Wuji smiled and said, "it's hard for the thirteen princes to dance in the countryside. In fact, we have heard the name of snow moon sword dance for a long time, but we have no chance to see it. Today, the thirteen princes are here and are swordsmanship wizards. I don't know if we can see it?"

Snow moon sword dance.

Snow moon flying sword from the snow empire.

It is said that every move of this dance has high requirements for dancers. It is difficult to dance the charm of this dance without being a Kendo genius.

The leaders of other forces heard the speech and made suggestions. Please see xueluo.

Xueluo looked around at the whole audience. He glanced at Nangong Ling with complacency and said with a gentle smile, "it's difficult for you to be generous. My prince reluctantly showed one or two."

After that, the snow grew up and came to the field.

His eyes closed slightly, and there was a long ice and snow sword in his hand. There was a strong sense of coldness in the sword.

As soon as the sword came out, the temperature of the whole hall also plummeted.

"Is this Tianbao?"

"It should be so, otherwise, it is difficult to have such a powerful power!"

"I'm really looking forward to the snow moon sword dance with Tianbao."

In the expectation of the people, xueluo pulled out his sword. With the shaking of the long sword, he seemed to melt into the long sword.

He suggested dancing, not aimless.

The purpose is to perform sword dance, so as to save Nangong spirit and frighten people.

Because.

This is not only a sword dance, but also a set of killing sword techniques.

The snow falls gently, and the sword dance is extremely gorgeous. The fierce smell on it makes people marvel.

Pointing to the end of the sword dance, the people were still immersed in the shock brought by the sword dance and failed to return to their senses for a long time.

"This sword dance is also the first time for the prince. If there are strange and uncoordinated places, please forgive me."

After the sword dance stopped, xueluo looked at the people with a smile and said.

The crowd then reacted and dared not even say.

The hall was full of praise for the snow falling sword dance.

In this regard, xueluo nodded with a smile, looking very elegant and calm.

"I've heard for a long time that little brother Zhao Fang has unparalleled talents. He doesn't climb to the throne of the head of the Zhao family of the three families with a weak crown. He's such an amazing person. I'm sure there must be something outstanding. It's such a grand occasion today, but how about brother Zhao?"

Xueluo nodded with a smile, but the conversation pointed to Zhao Fang who had been eating and drinking.