After early spring, the days grow longer and the nights shorten.

Since Ning Chen arrived in Shangguan Wangcheng, troubles have been one after another.

But the real trouble is to kill Ning Zhixiang.

This one, after all, is a blood relative to Ning Chen, and the seniority is there, and for a while, the entire royal city is talking about it.

and then through the promotion of well-intentioned people, Ning Chen was almost pushed to the cusp, and the unsightly words such as six relatives who did not recognize him, cruelty and ruthlessness, and murderous habits all came to him.

At the same time, the Huangfu royal family, together with Qiushui Sword Valley, and the Yelu royal family, also expressed their condemnation to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen was indifferent to these.

On the contrary, it was the Qiushui Sword Valley, which came into view again, pondered carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, since the Xishu Sword Pavilion was wiped out into ashes, this power that claimed to be the number one sword sect in the world jumped up and down under his nose at every turn.

Intermittently halfway through, batch after batch has been killed.

Now, I don't know how to restrain it, but now, I have raised my status to an equal position with the royal family, and condemned him for killing Ning Zhixiang.

"Qiushui Sword Valley, it should also be destroyed."

Ning Chen pursed his lips, picked up a cup of tea next to him, and savored it.

I have to say that this tea is better than wine, at least it nourishes the stomach.

At the end of the night, the Shangguan royal family organized a family banquet as scheduled, and it was still early before the big banquet, and today's family banquet was just a passing scene.

The people who participated in the banquet were basically the descendants of the major royal families, as well as famous families such as Taohuawu and Qiushui Sword Valley.

Ning Chen took a simple rest, and did not uphold the principle of doing things in a high-profile manner and being a low-key person.

The python robe is draped, and the big cool dragon finch is hung on the waist.

A little starlight shone on his always handsome cheeks, heroic and vigorous.

This family banquet of the Shangguan royal family, because of the large number of participants, adopted the open-air mode.

The huge square in front of the door has been filled with dozens of long tables and logs, lined up, distributed on both sides, and separated by a passage about two people wide.

At the end of the passage is the seat arranged for the owner.

However, this time, two tables were arranged, one on the left and one on the right, side by side.

According to the rules handed down from the ancestors, the seats for eating, especially the seats for the banquet, are not disorderly sitting, and the position, direction, and right and left hand guests are all paid attention to.

Therefore, when the guests from all walks of life who participated in the family banquet poured into the scene one after another.

Almost all eyes fell on the redundant main seat, which was facing both sides, and according to the usual thinking, the important position under this vacancy must be the most important person on the scene to be eligible for election.

For a while, everyone was talking about it.

Shangguan Tianhe, as the organizer, has long been waiting for the scene.

Huangfu Taiyi arrived first, and basically did not hesitate, he sat on the left-hand side, and then Murong Anlan, who happened to be opposite Huangfu Taiyi, two by two.

Yelu Dihong is close to Huangfu Taiyi.

None of the old powerhouses of these three royal families sat in the main position of the vacancy.

Such a scene naturally caused heated discussions.

"Is it reserved for the king side by side?"

"Will you really give Ning Hetu a picture?"

Ning Chen has not yet arrived, but because that position is too prominent, the attention is the highest, and with Huangfu Taiyi, Yelu Dihong, and Huangfu Anlan have been excluded one after another.

The rest of the elected people seem to have only Wang Ninghe side by side?

However, the final result was beyond everyone's expectations.

When the sect master of Taohuawu arrived at the scene calmly, Shangguan Tianhe immediately put on the greatest etiquette to entertain, not only accompanied him all the way, but finally personally invited Qinghe to the main seat alongside the master.

The selection of the main seat has finally settled.

It's not Ning Hetu, but the sect master from Taohuawu, Qinghe.

"I've kept you waiting."

Qinghe clasped her hands together and smiled faintly, her demeanor was very elegant and her posture was also very noble.

It's just that the sense of alienation emanating from the eyebrows still makes people feel that they can only be viewed from a distance, and they can't be played with.

"After all, he is the sect master of Taohuawu, and his identity has always been precious, so it doesn't hurt for me to wait for a while or three." Huangfu Taiyi replied.

"This is true, who doesn't know that Taohuawu is the first sect in the world, behind ...... That's a big guy. ”

On Murong Anlan's left, an old man with gray hair gave a thumbs up on the spot and flattered.

The old man was wearing a wide gray robe, and the cuffs were marked with the armbands of Qiushui Sword Valley, which showed the origin and identity of the other party.

His full name is Jiang Qin, and he is one of the elder-level figures in Qiushui Sword Valley, and his face is not outstanding, but his identity is there, and no one dares to question it.

"It's overrated." Qing He nodded towards Jiang Qin.

"The old man is telling the truth, and the head of Qinghe should accept it."

Jiang Qin solemnly raised a glass of wine and saluted Qinghe in advance.

Taking a sip, the old man seemed to be unsatisfied, pretending to grin incomprehensibly, and haha, "Just now, I heard people talk about it, saying that this position of the head of Qinghe is reserved for the king side by side?" Hehe. ”

"You people, it's funny to talk, can you sit side by side with the king?"

The smile is playful, and the look is disdainful.

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene frowned.

Heart, is this old guy drunk? How dare you say anything?

Jiang Qin saw that there was no reaction around him, and thought that he was waiting for his words, so he smacked his lips and continued, "Taohuawu is a celebrity in the rivers and lakes, and he has always been famous, and the head of Qinghe is even more noble. ”

"What's more, a hairy boy in his early twenties who has not dried up is embarrassed to sit in that position in front of so many seniors and elders?"

It's a lot of talk, but it's also reasonable.

Qinghe seems to like being slapped on the back, drinking wine while listening to Jiang Qin's nonsense.

Jiang Qin's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and said, "Don't care about those nonsense, this position was originally prepared for you." ”

Turning his head, he swept Shangguan Tianhe and asked, "Shangguan family master, am I right?" ”

Shangguan Tianhe smiled awkwardly, and his eyes wandered.

"In that case, let's have a table." Jiang Qin said with a smile.

A simple sentence made the scene silent again.

Murong Anlan, Huangfu Taiyi, and Yelu Dihong all gloated and looked at Shangguan Tianhe, waiting for him to make a decision.

Shangguan Tianhe has a fire in his heart, this old man of Qiushui Sword Valley is too self-assertive, don't you see that Wang Ninghetu has not yet arrived?

"This ......" Shangguan Tianhe's expression was complicated.

Jiang Qin asked knowingly, "What's wrong?" ”

"My brother Ning hasn't come yet." Murong Qingyi, who was sitting behind Murong Anlan, finally couldn't help but remind.

"If you don't come, forget it."

Jiang Qin slapped his big hand, gritted his teeth and said, "The head of Qinghe is here, what qualifications does he have to let such a big man wait?" I just take myself too seriously. ”

This sentence is full of mystery.

Even Qing He's face was changing slightly.

(End of chapter)