Chapter 414 Down
As soon as Mo Ao's voice fell, the eight doors of Guangning Palace were opened at the same time, completely revealing the martial arts stage not far away in front of everyone.
suddenly, the firelight flashed by, and only the sound was heard one after another. The fire basin around the martial arts stage burned in an instant, and the faces of the people around the blazing fire were red, illuminating the huge square.
The initial scene surprised everyone. Such a platform is rare. Generally, such a high platform can only be seen when the troops are arrayed. It is convenient for the general to stand on the high platform and teach the soldiers. Now it is very suitable to use it on this occasion.
Everyone is very curious. At the beginning, it was such a powerful scene. How shocking will this program be next? They also understand that the emperor's preparation for such great effort is to give Yuhan a down, and this first program will certainly not be bad.
Duanmuming Lingyu naturally knew that Mo Ao's mind was sitting in the seat indifferently, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, nodded slightly, showing a satisfied look.
Everyone was guessing one after another, and suddenly heard the sound of drums. At first, the sound was relatively light, and then the sound became heavier and heavier, and a loud sound made people unconsciously begin to tremble with the sound.
The sound of drums became denser and tighter, and everyone's hearts rose little by little with the sound of the drums. At the highest point, the sound of drums stopped abruptly.
The people who were originally immersed in the sound of drums looked blank and confused for a moment. Because under the backdrop of the shocking drums, the silence at this time was like a dead silence, which made everyone very unaccustomed for a moment.
But at this time, a roar suddenly remembered:
"Kill!"
With this killing, the sound of weapons coming out of the sheath made everyone's hearts twist, and many people have left their seats ready to escort at any time.
Before they were nervous, they saw hundreds of soldiers rushing to the stage with long swords, presenting the stage in a circle layer by layer.
A woman in a big red dress gently leaped into the martial arts stage, but her enchanting posture could not be seen at all. Her elegant face had a cold look. Suddenly, she suddenly pulled out her long sword from her side, and her beautiful voice was a little majestic: "Kill!"
The soldier below waved his sword and echoed with her voice: "Kill!"
In this way, the woman above waved the sword, and the soldiers below also followed a move. After each action, they shouted a word: "Kill!"
A killing word repeatedly turned into a sharp sword, which made everyone's hearts loose and tight in its direction.
Looking at the shocked appearance of the crowd, Mo Ao was very satisfied. Looking at the fourth prince Mo Junyu's eyes with a trace of admiration: the fourth prince took a lot of time to prepare for this.
Mo Junyu naturally paid attention to the reaction of Mo Ao and Duanmu Lingyu. Mo Ao's admiring eyes made him happy. It seemed that the method he had gathered several counselors to come up with really work. His father looked very satisfied. He thought he should have won the first place among several princes, but it was that Duanmu. Ling Yu couldn't see any emotion on his face, still drinking tea as leisurely as just now, and even looked at the performance soldiers with a faint smile in their eyes.
For a long time, at the end of the performance, the woman in red on the high platform jumped down, and the fiery red skirt turned into a gorgeous flower. Many soldiers suddenly raised their swords and actually formed several long swords. The girl in red suddenly jumped up. , jumping and dancing on the sword flower, the strength and beauty form a very impactful picture, which makes people unable to look away.
Suddenly, the girl suddenly fell down and said in a respectful voice to Mo Ao and Duanmu Lingyu, "If my daughter Han Ling visits the emperor, she will visit His Majesty Yuhan."
Only then did everyone see the girl's appearance, and suddenly felt more and more amazing. The girl's facial features were not very beautiful separately, but the combination was particularly beautiful and touching.
Mu Qingya smiled quietly, and the corners of her lips unconsciously rose. She didn't expect that this girl was Han Lingruo. Is Han Linglan dead? Mo Ao intends to give Han Lingruo to Duanmu Lingyu again? Thinking about it, his eyes unconsciously fell on Duanmu Lingyu's smiling face with a teacup.
Duanmu Lingyu naturally realized the plan of the Canlan people. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile in his eyes deepened a lot. He turned to Mo Ao and said, "Your country is really extraordinary. This woman is much better than those soldiers. Although Yuhan's woman is good at keeping the family, Xiuwaihuizhong, but it's much worse than her. They can't compare with men.
Mo Junyu was suddenly stunned. Duanmu Lingyu is implying that a man in Canglan is weaker than a woman, and he can't even compare with a small woman? Thinking about it, there was a little more anger on his face, but Mo Ao was calm and only said, "Naturally, there are many people in Canglan. This girl is the most beloved granddaughter of the head of the Han family. She is the most well-bred. She not only has excellent martial arts and mind, but also has excellent female red needles and lines, poems and songs, that is, that is, the palace. The well-bred princess in China is not inferior at all. Han Lingruo, why don't you come to visit Emperor Yuhan?
Han Lingruo, a girl in red dress, raised her eyes slightly, with a pair of black-and-white clear eyes with pure and clear eyes. She boldly looked at Duanmu Lingyu and bowed forward to salute: "Han Lingruo has seen Emperor Yuhan."
Dangmu Lingyu's eyes flashed. This girl was a little interesting, warm, bold but with a trace of unruly. Such a woman can best arouse a man's desire to conquer. She wanted to look up at Mu Qingya aside, but found that she was turning her head and Duanmu Mingli beside her whispering something, with a A smile didn't seem to notice the situation here, which immediately annoyed him.
After Han Ling finished saluteing, she originally thought that her talent and appearance would definitely attract Duanmu Lingyu's attention, but she didn't expect that the god-like did not give her any attention, which made her proud daughter feel a little frustrated. As the salute lasted longer and longer, the shame and anger on her face became more and more obvious.
Duanmu Lingyu took a sip of tea slowly before taking back his sight and put it on Han Lingruo: "Fal down, don't you know what grade of title Miss Han has been blocked?"
Han Lingruo's face, which was not very good, suddenly became more and more ugly. She suddenly looked up at Duanmu Lingyu and found that he was looking at herself, with a warm smile in her eyes. I don't know why the anger in her heart suddenly became clear, and a blush rose to her face, slightly He bowed his head and saluted again: "I have met His Majesty Emperor Yuhan." She was not sealed any grade, so naturally she could not call herself a slave in front of the emperor.
A trace of cold sarcasm flashed in Duanmu Lingyu's eyes, but the smile on his face became more and more gentle: "Miss Han is free."
Han Lingruo's face turned more and more red, and she lowered her head and retreated to one side.
Han Zhongxuan's eyes were cold, and he secretly thought in his heart: This girl's extrovert is really like this. Look at her shy face and almost forgot her instructions.
The smile on Mu Qingya's face has not changed from beginning to end. When Han Lingruo retreated, she looked up at Duanmu Lingyu, and the light in her eyes flashed slightly.
Danmu Lingyu's body stiffened and his hand holding the teacup stopped. It seemed that Qingya was a little annoyed, which really let go of my heart.
"Emperor Yuhan, I don't know if there is a program to show in your country?"
Duanmu Lingyu smiled and said, "Our country's programs are too far from your country, even if they are ugly."
As soon as his words fell, a bodyguard quickly came forward, took out a horn from his waist, blew it into the sky, and the long and loud sound of the horn spread all over the palace in an instant.
After the sound fell, everyone didn't hear any other sound. They were curious, but their eyes suddenly widened.
I saw several soldiers in armor and holding long guns walking over quickly. Their movements were neat and neat and strict training. What's more surprising was that their footsteps were extremely slight, but their movements were very fast, and they stood in their respective positions in a few breaths.
Mo Ao's eyelids suddenly jumped, and the armor and weapons of the group of people were not reflective in the firelight. If it hadn't been for the fire basin, he could hardly have found them.
Suddenly, the group of soldiers moved, as light as dragons, and the sound of breaking through the air between the dance of weapons could hardly be heard.
The literary ministers on the spot still couldn't understand, and the generals' look suddenly became solemn. The breath of this group of people was very secretive, coupled with a set of equipment, which was simply specially prepared for assassination. If such a team sneaked in quietly, they would really be defenseless. However, how could the emperor of Yuhan reveal such a strange soldier on such an occasion? Isn't this team the most powerful, and he still has other killing moves?
Thinking about it, I can't help but feel a little afraid. Such a majestic emperor is something that anyone should guard against. Under his leadership, Yuhan will definitely become stronger and stronger.
Although these two performances before and after were performed by soldiers, the style is indeed very different, but you can see which is better or worse at a glance. Compared with the unexpected demonstration of Yu Han's great power, the previous display of Canglan is like a noisy monkey, and the leader is still a woman, a little family. Undoubtedly.
I didn't expect that the Ma Wei who originally wanted to give Yuhan was like a loud slap in the face of Canglan, which suppressed Canglan's original anger.