Beiyin Great Sage

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Her movements are methodical and fluid, with a special rhythm.

Even beauty.

"senior."

Lifting the saucer lightly, Zhao Nanxu respectfully said:

"Tea, please."

"The princess has broken the old man." Ouyang Su stroked his beard and said:

"He De He Neng, the old man, is fortunate enough to taste the tea made by the princess himself."

Saying so, took the teacup and sniffed lightly:

“Good tea!”

"It's good tea." Zhao Nanxu pursed his lips and smiled lightly:

"This is the spiritual tea carefully selected by the city lord. If you are lucky, it should be Nan Xu's luck, to be able to sit and drink with the senior."

The person in front of him is the Dinghaishenzhen of the Ouyang family.

He lived to be more than 90 years old. When he was young, he was the top inner guard of the palace, and his strength was unfathomable.

Black Iron Peak?

Ouyang Su was already a black iron peak master 30 years ago. Although he was old and frail in the past 30 years and his body was no longer in peak condition, his spirit became more and more vigorous.

Sitting opposite, Zhao Nanxu seemed to be facing a ray of cold wind and a bay of clear spring, his eyes were in a trance, but it was difficult to distinguish the other party's true face.

The strength of the opponent's divine essence can actually affect the perception of the black iron powerhouse.

This person's strength is probably only half a step away from Baiyin, and he deserves to be praised by that person.

pity!

In Zhao Nanxu's view, this kind of prosperity is more like a flashback. What burns is almost exhausted energy. The old state is already evident, and there is no possibility of further progress.

The opponent's life is not long!

Perhaps it was for this reason that Ouyang Su left the customs and met himself.

Thinking about it, Zhao Nanxu looked like this, holding the junior ceremony in front of the other party, without the slightest gesture of titled princess.

After talking for a while, she took advantage of the opportunity to talk about the children of the royal family, and said casually:

"I heard that senior worked with Seventh Brother?"

"..."

Ouyang Su's movements paused slightly, and the surrounding environment seemed to change accordingly, and a chill quietly covered the ground paved with bluestone.

"Not bad!"

Nodding his head, Ouyang Su showed a solemn face:

"It is a blessing for me to get to know His Highness."

Different from the polite words before, when talking about His Royal Highness, he bowed his back slightly, his eyes showed humility, and he looked like a loyal domestic slave.

"Really?" Zhao Nanxu was thoughtful:

"Seventh brother is quite a bit older than me. When I was young, I often heard elders mentioning him, saying that he is the Qilin of the Zhao family. Seniors might as well tell more about Seventh brother."

"Your Highness is a man of God, how can you talk nonsense!" Ouyang Su shook his head without hesitation, his eyes full of admiration:

"Talking about the past and the present, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the origin of martial arts, His Majesty the Seventh Highness knows everything, and is proficient in everything. I am afraid that only Yanfa in the world can compare with it."

"No!"

"The holy monk of Yanfa is not as good as His Highness!"

"Huh?" Zhao Nanxu frowned:

"Is the senior over-reputed?"

Who is the holy monk Yanfa?

Although it is black iron, it is a teacher of silver.

The continuation of the Dalin Dynasty is also thanks to this person, the achievements of the holy monks, the name will last forever, and almost no outsiders know about the Seventh Prince.

Although I know that my seventh brother is very mysterious, how can He De be compared with Yanfa Saint Monk?

"The princess should have never really met His Highness, otherwise he would definitely not question it." Ouyang Su looked up and smiled lightly:

"Thinking about it, the princess's trip should also be related to His Highness, right?"

Zhao Nanxu was silent.

Her trip was indeed related to that person.

"The princess is not young anymore." Ouyang Su lightly stroked his beard:

"Do you have someone in mind?"

"I have to worry about seniors, but Nan Xu is not in a hurry." Zhao Nanxu shook his head.

"It's time to hurry." Ouyang Su looked down, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning:

"My Ouyang family's generation has two men of the right age. Although they are not as handsome as the princess, they are still outstanding."

"There are also Su family and Xiaolang Island, there are young talents, the princess might as well pay attention to it, if you don't leave for a while, you might as well leave your blood."

Zhao Nanxu's expression darkened.

"Bold!"

The woman who had been by her side had been waiting outside. Although she didn't approach her, she could hear their conversation clearly.

Immediately after hearing this, his complexion changed drastically, and he shook Ouyang Su violently with his long sleeves.

Feiyunxiu!

The woman has an ordinary appearance, but she is like a flying fairy when she makes a move. Colorful embroidery flutters, seemingly soft, but the air she draws ripples.

Even if it is several feet thick fine steel, if it is drawn by it, it will be shattered on the spot.

With a graceful posture, restrained power, and rapid exit, this superior martial art of the black iron realm has reached a state of perfection in the hands of a woman.

"When you're old, it's a serious matter to talk about marriage." Facing the attack, Ouyang Su's face remained unchanged, and his voice was calm:

"With the posture of His Highness, why worry about not having someone you like."

While speaking, he flicked his fingers against the incoming Caixiu.

Thunder with a flick of the finger!

The ice thunder exploded, and a smear of hoarfrost spread rapidly along the colorful embroidery, extending to the woman's whole body in an instant, freezing her into an ice sculpture.

Although he was not frozen to death, it was difficult to move for a while.

Zhao Nanxu's face turned cold.

The woman is a master of the late stage of the black iron, and her strength is not much weaker than that of the owner of Xiaolang Island.

How strong is Ouyang Su?

And the other party admired Seventh Brother so much.

"Ouyang Su, what do you want to do?"

As if thinking of something, she clapped the case:

"Rebellion is impossible!"

"Don't do anything." Ouyang Su withdrew his fingers and said calmly:

"What is the princess worried about? If His Highness wants to be emperor, he could have done it 30 years ago, and he will never have an idea now."

"As long as His Highness is here, the Zhao family will never be in chaos. The princess can rest assured about this."

This statement fell, although Zhao Nanxu didn't really believe it, but Zhao Nanxu couldn't help but relax.

What she is most worried about is family chaos.

Now the military and all clans are eyeing the Zhao family because of the matter of the ancestors. If there is another turmoil within the family, the consequences will be unpredictable.

But my father once said that the seventh brother is the enemy of the Zhao family, so why?

a time.

She couldn't help feeling distraught.

"Your Highness is concerned about the continuation of the Zhao family's bloodline." Ouyang Su cupped his hands in the direction of the capital, and said solemnly:

"As a servant of His Highness, how can I sit idly by and ignore him?"

"Princess, find someone you like!"

"You..." Zhao Nanxu's eyes widened, and he looked at each other in disbelief:

"You are crazy!"

To hold oneself hostage is to force oneself to marry and give birth to a bloodline?

Could it be that this old guy is confused!

"Hey."

Ouyang Su shook his head:

"I don't want to be like this either, but this is His Highness's order. If the princess doesn't want me to mess with the mandarin ducks, it's better to say a name."

"Well……"

Having said that, he slowly raised his head, looked at something hovering in the air, and narrowed his eyes:

"Sword Wing Eagle, I haven't seen it for decades."

"It's a member of the royal family!" Zhao Nanxu's face was full of ecstasy:

"Ouyang Su, I advise you to catch him without a fight."

"Why should the princess be so aggressive?" Ouyang Su lightly stroked his beard:

"The old man has served in the palace for half his life, and he has also made friends with the princes. He can barely be regarded as the elder of the princess. Shouldn't he be concerned about the important affairs of the princess?"

"in addition……"

His eyes were fixed, with a sharp expression on his face:

"I am lucky enough to have His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince teach the Dharma, and I have lived for decades. I think that as long as it is not for the strong silver man, no one can take people away from here."

"You..." Zhao Nanxu was angry and impatient, and couldn't help yelling, but after all, he came from a noble family, and he couldn't swear at others:

"You lunatic!"

"Princess, don't worry." Ouyang Su said calmly:

"You might as well sit down and meet the visitor together."

……

"Wow!"

A cry came from the sky.

Hearing the sound, he looked up and saw a huge flying bird flying across the sky.

The flying bird spreads its wings for a hundred meters, and its feathers and feathers are like swords, reflecting a metallic luster under the scorching sun, and the fluttering of its wings makes the wind howl.

Sword Wing Carving!

This bird is an alien domesticated by the Zhao family of the royal family. When it becomes an adult, its strength is not inferior to that of the peak black iron.

Seeing this is equivalent to seeing someone from the Zhao family of the royal family.

"Shh!"

The sword-winged eagle folded its wings and landed on the wide canopy of the tree. Several figures jumped down from its back and landed in the back garden of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Unexpectedly, there is a senior with perfect spirit here."

Zhang Jiuzheng showed surprise, and bowed his hands to Ouyang Su solemnly:

"Xuantian Union Zhang Jiuzheng, I have met senior."