"Wait, this alliance command is mine." As the voice fell, a person popped out of the audience, and Bai Jing and his personal soldiers instantly protected Qin Zixuan in the middle, and his eyes were cold towards the comer.

Huaihualong jumped up and landed on the stage a few times, his eyes staring at the alliance leader order in Qin Zixuan's hand, and his eyes were hot.

Qin Zixuan looked at the person who came, less than five feet tall, with a small nose and small eyes plus a "small mouth, I really don't know where he got the courage to come to power to compete for the command of the alliance, Qin Zixuan asked out loud: "Who are you?"

"I am the young pavilion master of the Nanhai Xin Pavilion, and Huaihua Long is also." Huaihualong was quite arrogant, holding his chest with his hands, his chin raised, stepping on a T-shaped step, and his face waiting for others to kneel.

Shinkaku? Qin Zixuan thought for a while, remembered it, and said that the person who had the secret book on the alliance leader's order was the letter pavilion, at that time, Qin Zixuan still couldn't understand why the letter pavilion came out with this kind of news, and now it seems that they have thoughts about the alliance leader's order.

"Young Master Huai, your Xinge has always lived in the South China Sea and is not involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, what is your intention when you come to my Great Qin to compete for the throne of the alliance leader?" Wang Mingzheng asked with a dark face, he prevented Liu Yilong and others from making trouble, but he didn't expect that Liu Yilong hadn't started yet, and the letter pavilion appeared first.

"Hehe, Master Wang, what you said is wrong, I advise you to obediently support the election of the leader of this young pavilion, otherwise you will regret it. Hahaha. Huaihualong laughed loudly, the most powerful thing about the letter pavilion is not selling news, but that they have mastered the black history of many people.

Hahaha......

Qin Zixuan crossed his waist and laughed loudly, thinking of a possibility, that is, the Xinge collected the black history of the leaders, and used it as a threat to let everyone choose him, if this is the case, the ambition of the Xinge is not small, who is afraid of who is better than laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Huaihualong glared at Qin Zixuan angrily.

"I'm laughing at you, a guy who specializes in selling fake news, what are you doing here? Anyway, there is a cheat on the alliance leader's order released by your letter pavilion, hey, you tell me where the cheats are? Qin Zixuan shook the alliance leader order in his hand and sneered.

No matter what Huaihualong's ultimate goal is, first nail the letter pavilion to the pillar of shame, let the letter pavilion become a bad businessman who sells fake news, and then spread any unfavorable news to the heads of the family in the future, it can be easily resolved, anyway, it is fake news.

Qin Zixuan believes that everyone has a black history, and he has it, but he is not afraid, as long as the black is whitewashed, as the prince of Great Qin, in the face of people with impure ambitions and motives, he has the obligation to shoot the other party to death.

At this moment, Qin Zixuan finally remembered that he was the prince, he should serve the country, not just for enjoyment, Qin Zixuan's words gave Wang Mingzheng a wake-up call, Wang Mingzheng was also scared before, his family knew his own family affairs, and he was afraid that Xinge had really investigated him.

"You're King Cheng, aren't you? I know you, amnesiac waste, and you deserve to laugh at me. Huaihualong stared at Qin Zixuan, his eyes were on fire, and his tone was so loud that he even dared to scold the prince of the dynasty, and he didn't know where he got the courage.

Bai Jing, who was angry, raised a gun and wanted to stab him to death, but was caught by Qin Zixuan.

"Yo, that third-class cripple who doesn't have amnesia, don't you think you're superior, come, let's compare poetry and songs, and see if you, a third-class cripple who doesn't lose memory, are strong, or I, a person with amnesia, is powerful." Qin Zixuan crossed his waist, he was not angry when he was scolded, and continued to fight.

"What third-class cripple? You're a third-class cripple. "Huaihualong doesn't know what the third-class cripple means, and it doesn't feel like a good word.

Qin Zixuan crossed his waist, gestured twice with his hand, and said, "See, the height is crippled, don't you understand?" Do you need me to share my knowledge with you? At your height, you're the bottom of the third-class cripple. ”

Looking at Huaihualong with a wicked smile, daring to scold himself for being a waste, Qin Zixuan would unceremoniously fight back, and he would seize the opponent's weakness and stomp on it a few times.

Height is the least confident place in Huaihualong, even as the young pavilion master of the Xin Pavilion, at this time, he was caught by Qin Zixuan and humiliated in public, and the angry Huaihua Long screamed, eager to tear Qin Zixuan.

"Don't scream, junior, what kind of poetry and song do you decide?" Qin Zixuan crossed his waist with a sassy expression, and raised his head with his chest up, and behind Qin Zixuan, it was Wang Mingzheng who was discussing with Song Xiao and others in a low voice.

The Shaoge of the Xin Pavilion suddenly appeared, he must have bad intentions, and from the tone of the other party, he was threatening them, everyone has one or several black histories, this is something that everyone knows about it.

What they discussed was whether to destroy the Xin Pavilion, it was not easy for such an intelligence organization to be pressed on their heads, and they wanted to threaten them with black history, which was simply unforgivable, and the people of the eight major factions were there, and it was easy to discuss.

"Get him!" Hong Sheng, who has the most black material, is the most active, don't look at him from the north, he has done a lot of bad things in the north, some people know, some don't know, if it all breaks out, Hong Sheng feels that his beautiful life is about to end.

"Yes, get him, a liar who sells fake news, and he can't let other colleagues be deceived anymore." Wang Tiefist waved his fist and shouted, this thing was also a pile of black material when he was young, and it was not until he married a wife and had children that he changed his ways.

Huaihualong doesn't compare poetry and songs with Qin Zixuan, he won't, he wants to compete with Qin Zixuan, Qin Zixuan pouted, looked Huaihualong up and down, and said: "Xiao San is Xiao San, don't force your face at all, you compete with me, am I embarrassed to speak?" ”

"Why are you embarrassed? You're embarrassed to compare poetry and songs with me, why am I embarrassed? Huaihualong asked rhetorically.

"Because I'm amnesia, didn't you say that before? You're so serious with an amnesiac person, you're really not human. Qin Zixuan straightened his stomach, and amnesia became a matter of pride.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and some people shouted to kill Xiao San, and today they learned a word, that is, those who are short are called third-class cripples, referred to as Xiao San.

Huaihualong didn't expect that he would provoke the anger of the public with a few words, and he didn't know that he had offended a group of head elders and masters with a single sentence, they were all worried that the letter pavilion would master their black history, and there were also people who had been pitted by the letter pavilion with black history, and they also shouted to destroy the letter pavilion, not to mention how loud the scream was.

In a word, King Cheng set the Shinkaku on the pillar of shame for selling false news, and if they didn't seize the opportunity to destroy the Shinkaku, they felt sorry for themselves.

Wang Mingzheng and the others quickly discussed, made a look, and immediately someone stepped forward to surround Huaihualong, and the frightened Huaihualong glared, shouting loudly that he was the young pavilion master of the Xin Pavilion, and whoever dared to move him would die, and they would definitely blow up their black history.

It's okay not to say it, as soon as you say this, you guys confirm one thing, that is, the Xinge really has investigated them, so what are you waiting for, destroy the Xinge, sweep away the black history, and it is best to burn the Xinge with a fire.

(End of chapter)