"Wife, don't lie to me. I know that you have awakened the power of the emperor."

Ye fan can't feel the change of Su Qingxue.

The old guy of eternity does have the ability to say that awakening is really awakening.

"With your law of fate, you can't calculate the trajectory of such a hairy boy?"

Su Qingxue said helplessly, "as long as there are people with the blood of the emperor of destiny in their body, I can't accurately calculate their fate."

"Why?" Ye Fan was stunned.

Su Qingxue explained: "the destiny of the great emperor has' absolute luck '. His luck covers everything related to him."

"The closer it is to the destiny, the more it will be affected by this imperial fortune."

"God enlightens the royal family. The blessing is long. Let alone rebellion. There has been no natural disaster. This is the luck of the great emperor."

"The royal family members, their lineal descendants, are all affected by this luck."

"If the fate of royal family members can be predicted, can't I interfere with the fate of heaven?"

Ye Fan suddenly said, "that is to say, unless you can surpass the destiny emperor, you can't control the fate of the royal family?"

Su Qingxue nodded, "yes, at least on an equal footing, but obviously, I'm far from that level."

Ye Fan's tongue is speechless. The fate is so good!

Why is it such an imperial rule to open the protagonist?

Compared with fate, my own unparalleled is not inferior, but... My own life is bitter!

"Psychological imbalance?"

Su Qingxue immediately saw the man's mind.

"Yes, all roads lead to Rome. Some people were born in Rome. They can't compare," sighed Ye Fan.

"Don't be jealous, because no matter how jealous you are, the destiny emperor will follow the wind and water, and it will only be you who will be angry."

"We don't want to defeat him, just help the ninth Prince ascend the throne," Su Qingxue said.

Ye Fan chuckled, "whether to send him to the throne or not, we have to see how he looks. I haven't fully promised eternity."

Su Qingxue didn't say much, "since you're here, just go and have a look."

They came to the lounge, where a young man was sitting.

Dressed as a blue and gray knight, he looks a bit like an adventurer rather than a prince.

Golden brown short hair, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, high bridge of nose, not very handsome, but quite fierce.

Seeing ye fan and Su Qingxue coming, he got up quickly and saluted first.

"God enlightens the royal family, Xinghe. I've seen the sword God, President su."

Xinghe, the son of the ninth prince, whose mother was born of silver race, was favored by Tianzhao emperor during his visit and brought back to the palace.

Her mother's self-cultivation is not bad. She is a powerful female soldier of silver civilization, and her appearance is also outstanding.

But because of his personality, he didn't like to please the emperor and was not good at power. In addition, he had no background and was gradually far away from imperial power.

So in the royal family, the mother and son belong to a very insignificant pair.

What ye fan noticed was that the star river was holding a long sword of top-grade spirit instrument level.

The sword is good, but in the golden civilization, it is also Royal, not Lingbao level, which is not worth mentioning.

When you think about it carefully, the guards under Hao and Guhong used Lingbao that day, but the nine princes were holding Lingbao. It can be seen that it was true that they didn't mix well.

"Your Highness Xinghe, I didn't expect to find the sword god suddenly," Su Qingxue said with a smile.

"President Su, excuse me. I came back from the Academy. I was in the mansion, waiting to participate in Longshou."

"It's just that it's spreading all over the city. The sword God came to daist headquarters. I don't want to miss this opportunity."

Xinghe is another salute. "If it is abrupt, please forgive president su."

"You are the prince. This is the city of destiny and the territory of the royal family. Why are you polite to me?" Su Qingxue said faintly.

Ye Fan asked, "what do you want from me?"

Xinghe nodded. "Yes, to be honest, I'm a swordsman."

"I see, so?"

Ye Fan had noticed that the boy understood the meaning of the sword, but... The grade is not high, so he can't support the prefecture level.

However, looking at the accomplishments, there should be about three gold.

As a student of the Academy, I can pass. The top 50 is no problem.

But if you want to enter the ten seats, most of them will be useless.

As the prince, he not only competes for power and power in the Imperial City, but also behaves generally in the Academy

If there is no expert support, it is really destined to be mediocre all your life.

Ye Fan guessed that this guy mostly came to ask him to guide fencing.

"I want to compete with the sword God!"

Xinghe's amazing!

Ye Fan suspected that he had heard wrong, "do you want to... Compete with me in swordsmanship?"

"Yes, I don't have to compare my accomplishments. I just want to compete with swordsmanship!" Xinghe said seriously.

Ye Fan feels insulted!

Is this a question of cultivation and swordsmanship!?

It's not that I don't know who he is. Why is this boy!? Do you have a brain?!

"Poof..."

Not far away, several alliance staff who secretly listened in couldn't help laughing.

Bi zan'er quickly glared at them and told them to shut up.

But Bi zaner herself could not help laughing at the corners of her mouth.

After all, the requirement of Xinghe is not so simple as overstating one's strength. It is "Crazy" at all.

"Your Highness Xinghe, although I don't use a sword, as far as I know, fighting with people with a large gap in realm doesn't seem to help the growth of fencing."

Su Qingxue knows that Xinghe has probably provoked Ye Fan.

In order to avoid the "tragedy", Su Qingxue still wants to persuade the nine prince.

Don't offend Ye Fan for a whim, it will really kill the plan.

"If your highness is interested in swordsmanship, why don't you let the sword God guide your Highness's swordsmanship?" Su Qingxue made a round.

Xinghe frowned, thought carefully, but shook his head and refused.

"Please teach the sword God!"

Ye Fan smiled, "give me a reason to compete with you."

Xinghe stared at Ye Fan with complicated eyes and said, "I want to see the sword skill of the sword God."

Said is equal to didn't say!

Ye Fan's expression also cooled down, "what if I don't agree?"

Xinghe looked solemn, directly hugged his fist, knelt on one knee and lowered his head.

"Xinghe knows this requirement, and he's overpowering himself, but he still asks the sword God to teach him!"

Everyone present was a little silly.

It was supposed to be a joke, but the attitude and tone of Xinghe are obviously very serious.

We don't understand. Is it necessary to do this for a meaningless sword competition?

Ye Fan took a deep breath. He really didn't understand what the boy was thinking.

Perhaps it is this sincere attitude that makes Ye Fan less angry.

"All right, draw the sword."

Ye Fan plans to see what medicine the boy sells in the gourd.

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