Royal Gold Magistrate

The entrance is narrow and long, and the light is extremely poor.

Zhang Biao's back was already blurred in Fangzheng's eyes, and the only thing he could see clearly was the heavy broadsword glowing red.

Seeing that the time had come, Fang Zheng broke his mouth and said: "Light it up!"

Then two people appeared behind them and came forward with torches in their hands.

Lightly touch the ground!

Two flames ignited fiercely to illuminate the passage, and passed through it at extreme speed!

At this moment, Chi Lie stood with a gun in the square and stared at Zhang Biao's position on the stage.

There was no sound in the auditorium, and they were also waiting for Zhang Biao to appear.

Suddenly, two "Fire Dragons" sprang out from the entrance, and ran nearly ten feet before barely stopping!

It turned out that two raging fires surrounded a road!

The onlookers in the auditorium suddenly became restless!

Five hundred girls with the loudest voices in Taoyuan County pulled out their waist drums excitedly and unfurled banners.

Under the astonished eyes of the people around him, he began to beat and beat unscrupulously.

Luo Ningxin was also sitting in the crowd, with Sister Chun sitting next to her, but she looked a lot thinner.

When the flames ignited, Sister Chun grabbed Luo Ningxin's hand excitedly, and said excitedly: "Look, Brother Biao is coming out soon!"

Luo Ning felt pain from being caught, and stared at Sister Chun speechlessly: "Sister Chun, Zhang Biao hasn't looked for you since he came back, why are you so excited?"

"You are still young, you don't understand!"

"........"

Sister Chun cast her a glance: "You're still talking about me, Mr. Fang wrote letters every day saying that he loves you so much, why did he go to someone's house to be a maid?"

Luo Ning's face was hot, and she said shyly, "I'm not a maid!"

Sister Chun anxiously said with disdain: "Tsk! Who cares about him! You can't win a man just because of your face?"

"Master Fang has written so many letters to you, which means he is interested in you."

interesting?There is a fart meaning!This man is a big liar!

Luo Ning's face was full of grief and indignation.

Sister Chun was still thinking about it: "Do you think you are still in the Cangxiang Pavilion, and men are vying to see you?"

"If you don't want to be a maid for the rest of your life, then take the initiative!"

"How do you take the initiative?" Luo Ning was a little dazed. She had been aloof since her debut, and at most she played the piano and drank with others.

Who is rude to see yourself?Even the Hungry Ghost in Lust always held it in front of her.

As soon as Fangzheng was doing well, she took the initiative with him, but in the end either he ran away or didn't speak human words, how else could she take the initiative?

"Yes! Just like other sisters, you jump on it!"

"After you've settled him, introduce Brother Biao to me."

Luo Ningxin: "......"

Sitting on the seat, Emperor Jing stared closely at the two flames, and saw billowing black smoke after the flames ignited.

The crimson flames, coupled with the ever-spreading black smoke... Looking at the entrance that emits a dark red gleam, it feels a little more powerful and evil for no reason!

Although the people haven't arrived yet, a strong sense of oppression is already coming!

Fierce fire oil...but why is the black smoke so big?

Emperor Jing had a smile on his lips, although he hadn't played yet, but judging from the way he appeared on the stage, he was already full of face!

The civil and military officials were also relieved.

Fangzheng, this kid, has always been good at the whole job!This time it's in the right place!

At this moment, Fang Zhengyi and a few people around him have moved from the aisle to the auditorium, but instead of being with Emperor Jing, he went to the studio... The view here is the best, and it is convenient to hide when sending signals to the people below.

Seeing everyone's reaction on the field, Fang Yimou smiled complacently.

The fire oil was secretly poured on the venue when the performance team exited.

But there is such a big black smoke mainly because it is mixed with a lot of flax oil.

Now....just hors d'oeuvres!

Fang Zhengyi took out a silver note of 50 taels from his sleeve, patted it on the host's hand, and handed over a telescope.

"Speak well! Don't stick to the manuscript! Build momentum!"

"It's done well, there will be a big reward!"

When the host saw the silver ticket, he immediately grinned.

Then he picked up the binoculars and looked through it twice. Although he didn't know what it was, he had seen Xie Xian use it just now.

The function of this thing is obviously to see things.

Putting the binoculars in front of his eyes, the host immediately opened his mouth in surprise, and exclaimed, "My lord! You are so small! How did this person become so small!"

"Hold it upside down!" Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to help him turn the telescope upside down.

"Wow so big!"

The host couldn't help being amazed, and shifted his gaze to where Zhang Biao played.

At the entrance, flames danced and black smoke scattered!

Zhang Biao dragged his red iron sword, his whole body glistening with oil, as he moved forward slowly, the iron sword kept bursting out with sparks...

His eyes were firm, staring at Chi Lie, with a grimace like a killing god crawling out of hell!

This terrifying scene made the host suddenly suffocate on the spot... for a while, he was speechless!

Fangzheng saw that Zhang Biao had already appeared, and the host hadn't moved yet, so he hurriedly urged, "Hurry up! Speak words!"

"Say...I'll say..." The host took two deep breaths before recovering.

"He! Wu Wudi, a ten-year-old master of ten top fighters! Swords, spears, swords, halberds and sticks, fists, palms, legs, fingers and claws are all good!"

"The 20-year-old master of the sword demon Dugu seeks defeat! One year of sword training! Defeated heroes, there is no opponent in the world!"

"22 years old, went to Knight Island alone..."

While the host was speaking, the band began to play loudly!

An impassioned man full of chivalrous spirit, Dang Ziqiang, began to play on the field.

At the same time, some of the audience in the highest circle began to reach out and take out small mirrors.

The glass mirrors with excellent reflective effect gather bunches of sunlight.

All the sunlight reflected on Zhang Biao!

With a whole body of lard...the whole body is shining with golden light! !

At this moment, Zhang Biao successfully completed the transformation from evil spirit to god.

He walked slowly in the arena, like a god descending to earth!

The hearts of the audience were tightly gripped by this sacred and weird scene!

Even Emperor Jing lost his composure completely. Seeing Zhang Biao's iron sword sizzling on the ground and bursting into sparks, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

What artifact is that?Such a thing, I have never heard of it?Is it the new auspiciousness?

Li Yuanzhao beside him was blushing, so excited that he couldn't control himself!

Awesome!It's awesome!

It has to be Lao Fang. In comparison, the things like the Tiger and Leopard Park that I played are simply rubbish!

Why does that sword glow and sparks?Zhang Biao has such a treasure that I have never seen before? ?

At this time, the most calm ones are the civil and military officials.

The vast majority of people who have seen Chi Lie don't think Zhang Biao can win in their hearts...but they feel completely at ease after seeing this scene!

Martial arts practitioners fight with immortal cultivators, why do you win?What do you win? !

The host was also infected by the atmosphere on the field, and his emotions gradually became agitated!

"He is getting older! At 25 years old, there is no invincible enemy in the world!"

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