Chapter 215

Wen Yan.

All eyes on the field gathered on Zhao Fang again.

even to the extent that.

Some people who had insight into the intention of snow falling looked at Zhao Fang with a strong taste of banter.

"After watching Prince xueluo's sword dance, it's difficult to perform any performance. Moreover, with the details of that local steamed stuffed bun and how to know this sword dance, Prince xueluo's move is just trying to make a fool of that boy."

"However, Prince xueluo's timing is just right. Zhao is at the height of the sun in the flaming country, even surpassing the strong of the older generation. If he chooses to retreat at the moment, it will be an unparalleled blow to his reputation."

"Whether accept or refuse, at the moment when the prince xueluo spoke, the steamed stuffed bun had lost!"

The crowd stared at Zhao Fang to see how he chose.

Zhao Fang drank the wine in the glass slowly. Then he looked at xueluo and said with a smile, "Zhao thought to himself that he was not as good as xueluo's Prince in sword dance. He still didn't show his ugliness."

"Brother Zhao said like this. Is it impossible not to give the prince face?"

Xueluo changed his face when he said he changed his face. His face suddenly became cold. The breath of nine star Wu Zun filled the whole audience and shocked everyone.

"What! Nine star Wu Zun!"

"Is this the inside story of the snow empire? It's just that a marginal prince who is not durable has such accomplishments that surpass everyone in the flame country!"

Nangong Wuji's eyes were slightly frozen.

He had long guessed that xueluo's cultivation was extraordinary, but he never thought that the other party had reached the realm of nine star Wu Zun.

One more step is the realm of Emperor Wu!

Looking at the shocked and exclaimed expression of the people, xueluo showed a complacent smile at the corners of her mouth.

In the snow empire, he ranked lowest and his cultivation was the weakest. He has always been unpopular.

But in this small flaming country, with his cultivation, he can turn his hands to suppress any force.

This kind of control over the lives and deaths of countless people gave him infinite pleasure and pride.

Just when everyone thought that Zhao Fang would be forced to perform under the pressure of falling snow.

But I heard the plain voice from the other side, "it's not that Ben Shao doesn't give you the face of the 13th prince. It's really because he lost his share when he was a dancer. Ben Shao, as the head of the Zhao family, can't afford to lose this person!"

A stone stirs thousands of waves!

Zhao Fang's words greatly changed everyone's face.

The smile on xueluo's face gradually converged, a touch of gloom crept up his face, and in the end, his face was iron green, gloomy as water, without any grace and calm.

I wanted to use this to motivate Zhao Fang, but I didn't expect to be ridiculed.

and.

That dancer is like a loud slap.

Hit him in the face of the thirteen princes in the snow.

Xueluo stared at Zhao Fang and said in a cold voice, "do you mean that the prince is a dancer?"

"Hey, you said it yourself. I didn't say that. Everyone present can testify for me."

Unexpectedly, when Zhao Fang said this, everyone's face changed.

Under the cold eyes of snow falling, they shook their heads to show that they didn't hear anything.

Jokes.

At the moment, if anyone dares to agree with Zhao Fang, it is to sprinkle salt on the snow wound. Such an act is tantamount to death. These self styled smart guys will not commit such a stupid thing.

Xueluo's eyes inspected for a week and stayed on Zhao Fang again. Strands of ice and cold condensed on the table in front of Zhao Fang.

"You are very good!" said xueluo in a cold voice, staring at Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang's face changed slightly.

The reason why his face changed was not the threat of snow, but the cold on the table in front of him.

"Does the snow have the blood of ice and snow?"

Only in this way can we explain the current situation.

Otherwise, with ordinary real force, it is impossible to do this step.

"I'm afraid now. Is it a little late?"

Snow fell and smiled, "come down and fight with me. If you can stick to a hundred moves in the prince's hand, the prince can let bygones be bygones for what you just said!"

"Why?"

Zhao Fang looked at the falling snow and was very helpless.

His reaction, falling on the snow and in the eyes of the people around him, only sent a signal.

Is Zhao Fang afraid?

"The prince doesn't like to force people. If you don't dare to fight, the prince also has a way to compromise. The prince lacks a servant girl now..."

Then his eyes fell on Zhao Wanyue beside Zhao Fang.

Its meaning is clear without words!

Wen Yan.

The people at the scene did not feel different, but envied Zhao Fang.

How beneficial it is for the family to have people favored by the prince xueluo.

Once this woman is used to lead the snow down the Empire, why does the family worry?

"Zhao Fang's luck is very good. Why didn't the beautiful girls in our family fall in love with Prince xueluo?"

The leaders of many forces are secretly angry.

Zhao Wanyue, who was stared at by snow, heard this, but her delicate body trembled and her face turned white. She looked at Zhao Fang for help.

But immediately thinking of the cultivation of snow falling, she smiled bitterly at the corners of her mouth and looked desperate.

"Prince xueluo, as the 13th Prince of the snow empire, what kind of maid can't be found? Why bother sister Wanyue?"

Nangong Ling was very angry. Knowing xueluo's temperament, she didn't know what the call girl meant.

Zhao Wanyue looked at Nangong Ling with gratitude and felt that this new sister was quite chivalrous.

But it's a pity.

Her words couldn't stop the snow from falling.

In fact, it is true!

Xueluo has long been staring at Zhao Wanyue. Would she give up the fat meat in her mouth because of Nangong Ling's one or two words.

"Zhao Fang, how do you choose?"

Xueluo ignored Nangong Ling and looked at Zhao Fang.

"Why?"

Zhao Fang is the same as before.

But the difference is that when he spoke before, his face was full of helplessness, but now it is a little more cold.

"Why do you pretend to be so helpless when you can exchange a woman for the peace of the Zhao family for hundreds of years?"

Snow fell sarcastically.

"Good thing?"

Zhao Fang looked back at Zhao Wanyue, whose face was more desperate. Her expression became colder and colder. Looking at the snow falling cold, she said, "then introduce three or four of your sisters to me as a servant girl. The clan leader can guarantee that no one will dare to move the snow empire as long as I live. What do you think?"

"You want to die!"

When the snow fell, he became angry immediately, and his eyes were as cold as a knife.

Nangong Wuji and other people who are very deep in the city also have very strange expressions. Obviously, they didn't expect Zhao Fang to say so.

"Do you know that with what you just said, the prince has the right to execute you!"

"Hehe, for the same reason, why are you so angry? Or, if you are allowed to rob other people's family women, your clan leader is not allowed to rob your sisters?"

"Die!"

The snow fell completely angry, and his body was like electricity. In an instant, he was close to Zhao Fang, and the long sword cut his head at Zhao Fang.