Chapter 1891: Must be

Lin Hanqing is not good at talking. Hearing this, he can only slap the table and laugh and curse: "Zishanhou, you are simply a horror of the world, when did I think about..."
"Since you didn't think so, let's compare!"
Zishanhou was still unmoved, and said with a negative smile: "Let Lin Yang reveal the truth. If he is really a Nascent Soul, he can be exempted from the test. If it is a golden core, he will also be exempt from participating in the Nascent Soul Realm contest , Causing unnecessary accidents! Why not do it!"
He cast a wink, and several princes who supported him immediately booed.
"Our eastern empire has a strong style of martial arts, and respects cultivation. You and I have to work hard every day, work hard every day, fight for the enemy, fight for the country and the people, it's your son's turn to compete, just like that. Push three and block four!"
"Excessive modesty, that is excessive pride. Brother Lin, if you make such a tone, don't you think that you don't put other genius descendants in your eyes? I don't feel worthy to make gestures with your son!"
"Zishanhou's proposal, the old man is the first to support! Lin Yang will strike while the iron is hot, and then fight again, so that we old guys can see and see the demeanor of the genius!"
"Today is full of friends and the eldest princess is here. It is Lin Yang who is showing his fists. When he was a blockbuster, Benhou was very optimistic about him!"
These people just watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and they had to force Lin Yang to fight another round to give Zishanhou a chance to get back a round.
It's like a gamble. Lin Hanqing has already won a game and wants to take the money away, but others have tried so hard to set up the game. How can you leave the table easily?
If you have to continue to bet, Lin Hanqing will lose all your games!
Shan Shuihou even smiled pretentiously: "That's right, it's just a friendship game, just to help Princess Mo Yu, why are you still pushing three things like this? Don't you put Princess Mo Yu on In the eyes? I am proud of myself and have no royal family!"
This gangster seems to be loyal and true to the dignity of the royal family, but in fact he is full of his own little abacus.
"Where is Xiaohou without the royal family, where is his arrogance? Just because he is afraid that Lin Yang will be defeated and will be seriously injured, Qianlong will try in the future..."
Lin Hanqing's face flushed, and she wanted to walk away. It was a feast for the family.
"Yes, I understand the good intentions of the two Aiqings. However, for the purpose of protecting the descendants of the princes, this palace still believes that this competition should not be held..."
At this moment, the eldest princess Mo Yu couldn't help but smile again and again, her jade hand stretched out, swayed gently, and said to stop her.
The princess vetoed it.
Just when everyone thought that the fight was over, Zishanhou and Shanshuihou sighed depressed, gritted their teeth, Lin Hanqing also thought that they had escaped, and secretly rejoiced.
An untimely voice sounded abruptly again:
"It is natural to protect the descendants of the princes. Although the eldest princess is kind and well-intentioned, don’t worry too much when you are old. Jiang believes that Lin Yang will be merciful and take good measures. Kill Ziyunxiao!"
As soon as the words came out, the audience went crazy, their eyes all fell on Jiang Tian in the corner.
"What does he mean?"
"Lin Yang's men are merciful, so stop? Doesn't that mean that he believes that Lin Yang must have defeated Ziyunxiao?"
"Ziyunxiao is a dignified Yuanying Tianjun! Lin Yang is no gold core. This is the difference between heaven and earth, the distance between immortal and ordinary. He actually said that. Does he have common sense?"
For a time, many princes looked at Jiang Tian one after another, unable to believe it, as if they were looking at a lunatic.
"This guy is a fool, right? Does he think he has something to do with Sanshen Cultivation?"
"That is, even if he pushes Lin Yang to the golden core quickly, but he thinks he is forcibly piled up with pills and secret methods, the combat power is actually reduced. It is already extremely lucky to be able to defeat Li Liudao, how could it be right? Ziyunxiao of Shangyuanying!"
"Yes, it's not an exaggeration to say that compared with Li Liudao, Ziyunxiao is a genius!!"
auzw.com"Furthermore, Li Liudao's original dantian was broken and he was barely able to return to the peak, but his cultivation level is definitely unstable and cannot be compared with Ziyunxiao at all!"
"This guy... is a wonderful person! This is a divine assist, my teammate!"
The princes of the Zishanhou camp were all gloating and secretly happy.
"This stuff, it won't be Dongfang Jie who has been inserted in Lin Hanqing's mansion to help us with the hidden stakes!"
"Yes, isn't he giving Lin Yang's head to me to wait? This is here to help us!"
As for Zishanhou and Shanshuihou, I can't wait to hug Jiang Tian warmly and thank him for giving him a head.
"Just win a game, just accept it! Does he still think that he is really a master teacher of those Holy Land Shenzong, who can turn corruption into magic?"
"Hey, this is pushing the Lin family into the fire pit! Lin Yang is going to lose this time, and that is all the game!"
"Isn’t it! If Lin Yang is injured, the Qianlong will be blind in the trial, and the title and fief will be lost! The previous battle with Li Liudao was just a mock trial after all, and winning Li Liudao was just There is light on the face!"
And the colleagues of the princes who had been friends with Lin Hanqing sighed and felt depressed one by one, feeling that Jiang Tian was a pig teammate, this time Lin Hanqing was terribly miserable.
Even Lin Hanqing looked at Jiang Tian, ​​dumbfounded, and there was a storm in his heart.
Little Princess Dongfang Ying stared at Jiang Tian with beautiful eyes, she couldn't believe it.
Lin Yang also paled with fright, winking at Jiang Tian, ​​haha, and smiled:
"Haha, you laugh, our family Jiang Dakeqing drank too much! Drunk, drunk, can't take it seriously! Your Royal Highness, all uncles, blame the treasured "Drunk Fairy" in the purple shirt Hou Shibo too big!"
He kicked Jiang Tian from below, and in the voice of the divine sense, he almost cried: "Brother, don't hurt me. Ziyunxiao is an infant, even if ten of me add up But he has a finger!"
He was really scared to go crazy.
Even the princess Mo Yu thought Jiang Tian's words were too exaggerated.
Her pretty face was slightly dignified, following Lin Yang’s words, expressing meaningfully and authentically: "Jiang Qing’s family is trying to cheer up the house. I understand this kind of good intentions, but the house supervises them in a fierce battle. It’s exhausting and I’m a little tired. Next, let’s change our taste and let’s have some singing and dancing! I remember the Nanjiang women’s'shuffle dance' is very lively and agile!"
"Ahem, my old arms and legs are a bit sore again! I want someone to beat my legs and pinch my shoulders again!"
Jiang Tian suddenly let out a light cough, looked up at the sky, inexplicably authentic.
"puff!"
Dongfang Ying's beautiful eyes, staring at Jiang Tian, ​​instantly curved into a cute crescent shape, and directly spouted a sip of tea.
Others don't know, but they are very clear.
Jiang Tian is clearly threatening the princess. No matter how you dare to stop and stop the fight, I will break the original bet in public and let you openly beat my back and squeeze your shoulders to save your face.
For a time, Lin Hanqing and his son were both riding a tiger and being in a dilemma.
"Do you have to compare? Are you a fool? I'm afraid you will lose your ugliness, and I'm helping you to make up for it. It's obviously kind. You have to force me to shut up, and you have to make trouble!"
The princess Mo Yu was so angry that Yinfang bit her secretly, staring at Jiang Tian fiercely, wishing to swallow Jiang Tian alive.
However, seeing Jiang Tian so determined, she had to chuckle and said:
"Oh, that's all. The entertainment such as singing, dancing, silk and bamboo, and utterly depressing music is indeed too cliche for this female man in this palace. It sounds lethargic. It is better that a good man makes me more interested than fighting. Let's fight again!"
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