Chapter 2753: Chance of the Empress

Feng Wang..."

Hearing Fang Qingxue's question, a trance appeared in Qin Hou's bright eyes, pure and holy, looking at the smoke curling up from the teapot, as if traveling through time and space.

Everyone in the world said that she had broken the century-old iron rule of being a king, and she was extremely talented, but only she knew it, and it wasn't just that.

If it wasn't for what happened during the hundred-year grand meeting, if it wasn't for the will of the king given to her by that young swordsman named Luo Feng, it is still unknown whether she will be crowned king today.

If you want to talk about how she became king, then the biggest reason should be that Luo Feng.

But Luo Feng had already been buried in the abyss underground, and even his bones could not be found.

Who would believe these words?

"Jingxuan?" Fang Qingxue reminded her without speaking for a long time after seeing Qin.

Qin Hou came back to her senses and smiled apologetically: "I remembered something about the past... Feng Wang is looking for his own way of martial arts. Everyone's way is different. After all, other people's way is not his own way, so I can tell you Not much. It’s just that you have to keep in mind one thing, don’t forget the original intention, and the direction of the heart, so that you will always be there.”

"Don't forget the original heart, the direction of the heart, the warrior will always be."

Fang Qingxue recited this sentence repeatedly, and nodded thoughtfully, as if she had realized something.

Qin Hou took a sip of tea and said, "I don't have the Xuanyi Pill, but if you need any other resources, you can tell me."

Hearing this, Fang Qingxue was about to refuse, when Queen Qin interrupted her: "Don't refuse in a hurry. I told you not to act too hastily, but I don't want you to be too persistent and go crazy. But the current situation is very pessimistic and we cannot tolerate it. If you slack off a bit, you can become the king, or you should become the king as soon as possible, there are still many things in the future that require you and me to contribute."

Fang Qingxue spoke heavily after seeing Qin, her eyebrows frowned slightly, "Jingxuan, what's the matter? Master said you are investigating a very important matter, what exactly is it?"

"Some things are not good if you know them early. I will tell you personally when you become queen. You just need to know that our enemies are far more than just the current enemies." Queen Qin shook her head.

Fang Qingxue knew about Queen Qin's temper, so she didn't ask anymore. She just thought about the deep meaning of Queen Qin's words in her heart. The current enemy of the Nine Great Sacred Lands is naturally the Demon Sect of the Western Desert Demon Region. If it's not just these, then who is the enemy? ?

Qin Hou sized up Fang Qingxue,

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"I learned from Master that you are currently studying the artistic conception of space, and I happen to be practicing a unique art that contains the profound meaning of space. I can demonstrate it to you. I hope it can inspire you. It can be regarded as my gift to you. A present."

Hearing this, Fang Qingxue immediately gathered her thoughts and stared at the queen of the piano carefully.

The queen of the piano exhaled lightly, stretched out her white right hand, and as she put her two fingers together, golden talismans began to shine around her fingers. These golden talismans were like small fish, floating and shining in the void around her fingers. The white jade-like fingers seemed to have turned into gold.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingxue's eyes lit up. At this moment, she felt that Qinhou's whole person's aura became ethereal. The clearest feeling was a spiritual edge.

At this time, Queen Qin pointed at the teacup in front of her.

The teacup didn't move at all, just the tea in the teacup, a thin crack was formed silently, and even a fault appeared, turning into two water surfaces, one high and one low, the small teacup seemed to become two independent space.

Almost at the same time, the water surface of the teacup in Fang Qingxue's hand also split into two water surfaces with different heights.

Fang Qingxue took a deep breath, and a look of shock appeared in her cold eyes.

The seemingly real and illusory voice from the back of the piano drifted away: "Space has no form, and is not bound by any form."

There was silence in the private room for a long time, Fang Qingxue looked at the two cups of tea, she looked like a stone sculpture.

Finally, Fang Qingxue exhaled a long breath, her eyes were extremely intense, and she exclaimed: "What a space without form, it turns out that I was the one who restrained myself before."

Looking up at the back of the piano, Fang Qingxue said: "Jingxuan, the fingering you just performed is so mysterious, it's not our Baihuamen's martial arts."

Qin Hou nodded, "This is a one-yuan finger, and I got a chance by accident."

The two were talking, when suddenly, a commotion came from afar.

The two looked out the window, and at the end of the west street, a large group of people had gathered there.

Fang Qingxue was a little unhappy when she was interrupted to reminisce about the old days. She frowned and said, "The meeting is about to start, and it can't be stopped for two days."

"Young and energetic, we were not like that at the beginning. Being competitive is not necessarily a bad thing." Qin Hou took a glance and then looked away, smiling lightly.

"Competition is not reckless."

Fang Qingxue shook her head, looked away, and asked, "Jingxuan, since you are coming back now, are you going to participate in this Ten Great Venerable Conference?"

Queen Qin shook her head and stroked the wooden box beside her: "No, I still have things to do, but I just passed by and wanted to meet you. I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

"In such a rush? Many people are here for you at this venerable meeting. After breaking the legend of the century-old iron rule, many people want to see the elegance."

Qin Hou smiled slightly, "So, I can't go."

Fang Qingxue wanted to say something, when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Fang Qingxue said.

The door creaked and was pushed open, and a Baihuamen disciple walked in.

"Senior Sister Fang, Qin...Queen of the Qin."

The female disciple saluted the two of them, but she didn't dare to look at the Queen of the Qin at all. She was just an outer disciple who had just started and had always regarded the Queen of the Qin as a legend and an idol. She never expected to meet the idol in her heart today. They were all flushed with excitement.

"You can just call me Senior Sister." A faint voice sounded from the back of the piano.

"It's... Master... Senior Sister." The female disciple's face turned even redder.

"Junior Sister Lin, what happened outside? Why is there such a commotion. I think the city guards have been mobilized."

Fang Qingxue asked casually.

"I was just about to report this matter. Just now the Promise Sect disciple Yuehua and Luo Feng had a conflict, and they almost started fighting in the street. The aura of both of them is so terrifying." The female disciple said with some fear.

"Sure enough." Fang Qingxue shook her head, losing interest.

The female disciple smiled and said, "Senior Sister, don't be disappointed, this Luo Feng, you definitely can't think of who it is. He is the Ten Holy Son Luo Feng who was rumored to be chased and killed by the Seven Killing Demon King a few years ago in the Holy Land assessment..."

"Ten Holy Sons Luo Feng."

This time it was Queen Qin who spoke, and she stood up directly, looking at the female disciple with her beautiful eyes, and her excited tone made Void tremble slightly.

Seeing this, Fang Qingxue was a little surprised. She hadn't seen Queen Qin look like this for many years.

The female disciple was even questioned and dared not speak.

The queen of the piano took a breath, and her tone calmed down, "Luo Feng, the Tenth Holy Son, is he still alive?"

Hearing the plain tone behind the piano, the female disciple suddenly felt cool and clear all over her body, her mind had never been so clear-headed, and she nodded immediately:

"Well, not only is he alive, but he has listened to other people's discussions, and his cultivation level is not low. He is already a peak powerhouse at the seventh level of the distraction state, and he is even very likely to be eligible to compete for the top 50 in this Venerable Conference."

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