Chapter 749
With Sikong Tanyun as a backer, those who are determined to go up and renege on debts also put out their ideas. 100 taels of silver is a small amount of money for most people, and it is not enough to take it to heart. If the king is eyeing him, then it is not something that can be solved with 100 taels of silver.

Jin Yiji was still very cautious, and when most of the people below climbed up, she called out to someone to throw the silver bills up. After a while, she had already made thousands of taels of silver. As for the people who came up, why were they secretly Cursing, Jin Yiji would not pay attention to it.

After everyone was able to get to the top of the hall, Jin Yiji took back the ribbon, put her arms around Ji Yu and Li Ruyan with a smile on her face, "I made a small fortune, I will treat you later."

"You earn the money too, it will make you a lot of enemies." Li Ruyan said with a white look at Jin Yiji.

Ji Yu just smiled and didn't say a word, her mood had already gone far, and all her thoughts were tied to Serious.

Jin Yiji didn't take it seriously at all, still smiling all over her face.

Although the roof of the Fengtian Hall is vast, it seems a bit congested with more than a hundred people standing there. The First Master ordered the crowd to disperse to the roofs of the side halls on both sides, otherwise Situ Wujiu and Anlehou Xie Yulun would have no place to cast their powers.

Ji Yu looked around at the people around, there were NPCs and players, most of them were not very familiar with them, and there were two or three familiar faces, the one I met just two days ago was the real Xiao Ming, one of them, and there were others The guy who met on a few sides is basically handsome, and the other is the enemy. That guy Zuo Zongtang took a player named Tian Heng to the other side.

The most conspicuous thing was that Li Yutang led a young man named Mo Xiaopeng holding a long sword, standing in front of the crowd, surrounded by a barrier that separated the crowd by more than a foot, and no one could get close.

Standing handsomely in the crowd, he started the live broadcast, "Everyone, now I have arrived at the top of the side hall of Fengtian Temple. The view here is very good, and I can see the scene above Fengtian Temple at a glance. I just showed you on the tower. The live broadcast of the battle between the hero Li Yutang and the leader of the imperial guards, Yiye, is to the point, but I have to say that the martial arts of the hero Li is superb. The hero has not appeared in the arena for a long time, those who want to learn Nantian swordsmanship can pay more attention to his traces."

As soon as he spoke, he spoke incessantly, fast, but his enunciation was very clear, making it very clear for people to hear.

There were Hua Muxue and Sikong Tanyun standing on both sides, no one could squeeze close to them, they were very at ease, even if they had to stand, there would be no stool on the glazed tiles, and the grand master's chairs and horses that the wandering scholar brought in his bag were useless.

"It's not so comfortable to watch on the spot." The wandering scholar sighed.

"You are content, I don't know how many people can't come in if they want to." Dongmen said.

"Why hasn't Situ Wujiu come here? I really want to see what the sword god who is said to be the most like Ximen Chuuxue looks like." Ximen Chuyu said.

"The field mouse is so happy, and got his advice, envy and hate!" Nanmen Chuishuang said.

"Envy +1." Beimen Fuxue's words were still brief.

"This duel is much more lively than it was a hundred years ago. When the ancestors of my Hua family came to watch the battle at the top of the Forbidden City, only a few dozen people could enter the imperial city." Hua Muxue said with a smile.

"That's because we players participated in it. It's better not to have something like a hundred years ago." The wandering scholar muttered.

"Speaking of which, why didn't I see Vole and Shaqiang? Those who went the same way through wind and rain came with a few not-so-famous experts. Shushu, Shuning, Limo, and Yeguiren didn't see any of those famous masters. Known as the number one swordsman among our players, how could he miss this contest?" Gongsun Xiaojian said suspiciously.

"Yeah, that's weird." Murong Xiaoyi echoed.

Ji Yu knew that the wandering scholar was probably right, there must be some changes in the imperial city tonight.

"Don't mention that stupid ghost." Nangong Lanqiao said angrily, "He even turned off the secret language."

"Sister Lan Qiao will be foolish enough to ask him to kneel on the washboard when she comes back." Dongmen Fengfeng said with a laugh.

"It's better to kneel on the durian shells with a water basin on your head. Thinking about it makes you feel." Nanmen Chuishuang said.

"These pediatrics, how can they compare to kneeling on the keyboard." The wandering scholar said contemptuously.

"Kneeling on the keyboard doesn't hurt." Ximen Chuiyu said puzzled.

"Hmph, you think it's that simple, don't unplug the keyboard, and type a word for an extra hour." The wandering scholar said with a smile.

"Wow!"

"Enough!"

"Scholar, do you have experience? So clear?"

"This method sucks!"

Everyone looked sideways, looking at the wandering scholar in surprise.

"I'm not as bad as you guys." Nangong Lanqiao spat in embarrassment.

"This method is really good." Jin Yiji said to Li Ruyan and Ji Yu with a smile, "Maybe you two can use it in the future."

Ji Yu and Li Ruyan shook their heads at the same time.

"By the way, I just saw two people holding legendary weapons. One is a running tauren holding a diamond crutch. He seems to be a person from the six doors. He came here in uniform, and the other is carrying Songyang Iron Sword's Overlord Sword." Dongmen Hairy changed the topic.

"It's been a long time since we found the mission of legendary weapons, Lao Feng, you have to work harder to do that." Murong Xiaoyi turned to Feng Wubing, who had been silent all this time, and said.

"I can't help this, it's not so easy to find." Feng Wubing spread his hands helplessly, the gang finally got a Tianji stick, and no one can use it until now, Xingyun, who was born in Shaolin, doesn't even use a stick, he just likes to use it Finger poking back and forth.

The moon is already in the middle of the sky, round like a mirror.

"Situ is here." Hua Muxue said softly.

Everyone hurriedly raised their heads to look around, and under the cold moonlight, a white-clothed figure flew across the sky like a wind, and swept up the roof ridge of Fengtian Temple at an extremely fast speed, standing proudly on the top of the Forbidden City.

It turned out to be Situ Wujiu, the contemporary sword god, with a stern expression, white clothes like snow, and a dark and long Lonely Sword hanging from his waist. He just stood there quietly, and everyone watching could already feel the menacing sharpness.

"Wow! So handsome!" Dongmen Fengfeng stared at Situ Wujiu's figure and praised.

"This is the sword god in our hearts!" Nanmen Chuishuang murmured.

The rest of the people didn't speak, they all summoned the camera elves to take pictures. The duel between the two peerless swordsmen would be very good to watch the battle in the future. Watching the battle live is enough for a year.

The field fell silent.

"An Lehou is here too." Hua Muxue spoke again, pointing to the distance.

Everyone looked in the direction Hua Muxue pointed, and An Lehou Xie Yulun, who was dressed in brocade clothes, did not show lightness, but walked slowly step by step, but his steps were extremely firm.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xie Yulun, Marquis of Anle, expecting him to set foot on the summit of the Forbidden City to start this shocking battle, but no one could have imagined that "Xie Yulun" at this moment was full of thoughts on how to delay time.

(End of this chapter)

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