Lu Xiuyuan felt that he had to say something: "Holantai, a man, you actually want a woman to protect you. Are you embarrassed? In this way, even if I win, it would be boring. Forget it, wait for you to make a fortune next time, and come to experience my power!"

After saying that, he used his only hand to move to his head and turned his head, running towards his side, and his arms hurt even more and grinned.

The mountain ghost turned his head and asked Lantai with confusion: "Is it embarrassing to protect the young master?"

Lantai quickly said, "It is my supreme honor."

The mountain ghost was happy when he heard this: "I understand. He must be afraid of me, so he ran away."

She smiled brightly in spring, begging for praise, hugs, and even wanted to ask for a kiss on her forehead. Suddenly, she remembered that the Phantom could not kiss her, so she had to turn her face in disappointment.

What Holantai is thinking about is how to explain to his father and everyone later.

Once the identity of the mountain ghost is exposed, what if someone goes to cause trouble for her? What if someone uses her to threaten herself? And someone will definitely come forward and say that big truth immediately. Who should not fall in love with someone and god, which is contrary to etiquette!

The mountain ghost always thought that there were only three of them here. Only then did I remember to look around and find that there were dense crowds of people around, hundreds of thousands of people, and they were holding different weapons, with war drums, pine, gold and so on next to them. It turned out that so many people were watching!

She was startled first, then became happy again, looking around excitedly.

I have lived in the mountains for a long time and had to live in a quiet and lonely life, but in fact, the little girl likes the excitement. The first time I saw so many people, it was similar to the first time I walked out of the boudoir and went to the temple fair. Everything was strange.

She pulled Lantai's sleeve with interest and pointed at him and asked him what he was and what he was doing.

Although I have learned some military tactics from famous teachers, I have no practical experience after all, and I have never seen a real camp banner. I am a standard rookie.

It turns out that the real two armies are so powerful in the battle!

At this time, Lu Xiuyuan had already withdrawn, and the King of Shanhai also called out the gold and stopped his troops. Lan Tai was not allowed to turn his horse's head and walk back.

He thought about it and felt that it was not good to be arbitrary and should respect Shan Gui's own opinions.

He lowered his head and said softly, "Yu'er, my father is there. Would you like to pay homage to my father with me now? If you don't want to, I'll deal with it."

Zhu Huayu, who was already watching the fun, had an exciting look, and his pretty face suddenly turned pale.

It turned out that she suddenly thought that there were so many people who saw her and the young master today, and they might have passed on to the Emperor of Heaven, so there was no way to admit it.

I was burned by the fire of heaven and had little worries, and it would be bad if I never saw the young master again!

Thinking of this, she was so scared that she lost all her demeanor. She suddenly crawled back into the red sandalwood flute, leaving only one sentence, "I, I'll better leave."

So more than two million men at the scene watched a peerless beauty appear on the horse's back and disappear out of thin air, all of which were amazed.

Could it be a ghost?

Probably not.

It's day now! How dare ghosts come out to show off?

Moreover, the beauty looks very good, looks healthy, well-proportioned and sunny, and has a full oxygen girl, without any ghostly energy!

Seeing her little escape in a panic, Holantai couldn't help laughing, thinking that it might be the scene of so many people that scared her a little girl who had lived in the mountains for a long time. She turned around and had to comfort her.

However, the beauty who was still warm and soft-hearted in her arms (although it was just a phantom) disappeared in a blink of an eye, and she felt a little lost.

So he went to see his father alone.

Shan Haiwang's butt has long been unable to sit still, and he has a lot of problems waiting for his younger son.

But after so many questions, he finally couldn't hold back. He ignored his identity and asked the question first: "Where is a beautiful woman?"

The demeanor of a king of a country is lost.

Holantai had already made up his mind to ride the horse along the way.

"By the father, that beauty is actually the sword god of Erchen's 'Zhanlu' sword. Whenever Erchen encounters danger, the sword god will stand up to help. Now that Erchen has escaped from danger, the sword god will naturally return to the sword to rest and recuperate."

Lan Tai said, while admiring his imagination that was so big that he was far away from the sky.

If a person is not forced to a certain extent, he will not know how much potential he has.

"Ah, there is such a magical sword!" Shan Haiwang was amazed, "Where is the sword? Show it to me quickly!"

Holantai had to take off his sword and present it with both hands.

King Huo Lufu of Shanhai heard that the beauty was just a sword god, not her son's girlfriend, so he was relieved.

But when he saw the rusty Zhanlu, he couldn't help but be surprised.

I thought to myself, if someone else had changed his sword, it would be unhappy to wear it. However, who would have thought that there was such a symbolic girl living in such a cold sword, hahaha.

"Where did I get this sword?"

"Return to my father, this sword was given by an unknown sword-casting craftsman when he was out for fun many years ago. This craftsman lives alone in the wilderness, enjoys making a sword but does not make a living, and only gives away the sword but does not sell it. In the step of "hot forging", in addition to using the traditional method of quenching, the craftsman also uses the clear autumn dew, the snow on the lotus, the moon on the iceberg, the branches of the clouds, the tears of lovesickness and the nine-fold smoke as the ancient quenching agent. Therefore, the sword he cast can achieve the combination of hardness and softness, full of spiritual energy and wisdom between heaven and earth, but not in the secular world."

"So that's how it is!" Shan Haiwang, who loves to listen to stories, got another good story, and even forgot to praise his son's words so neatly today, "What's the name of this craftsman?"

"At that time, Erchen also asked, the craftsman said that as long as the sword is good, his name is insignificant. He didn't even name the sword, but Erchen himself named it "Zhanlu".

King Shan Hai sighed for the nameless master, but he was not fooled elsewhere and turned back: "What kind of lotus snow, iceberg moon, and cloud branches are all good things. No wonder the Sword Goddess inside is so extraordinary."

He carefully stroked Zhan Lu Jian, as if he was touching the beauty's skin like cream. Lan Tai lost goosebumps all over the floor and felt guilty about deceiving his father.

Suddenly, Shan Haiwang raised his head and asked expectantly: "Tai'er, can you invite the beauty to come out and meet me?"

Some loyal ministers next to him were angry. When is it now? Many major issues have not been resolved? The king actually cared about the beauty first. Alas!

"The father wants to see the Sword God Empress? Well..."

Aunt Holantai felt that she had dug a 183-meter hole for herself! But in order to protect her beloved Yuer, what is this trouble?

"Brother, this sword god is very personal. She doesn't listen to what the son minister says. When she thinks it out, she will come out naturally. If she doesn't want it out, it will be useless for anyone to tell her."

"I like this guy, hahaha!"

As long as the beauty is beautiful enough, he likes it even if he scolds Shan Haiwang.

The King of Shan Hai suddenly rubbed his hands and said to his third son with a smile: "We have rich mountains and seas. There are countless treasures in the treasure house of Father. What my son wants, even if he tells him to Father."

The only thing Lantai wanted to get from his father was the position of prince, but he couldn't say it directly, so he had to concentrate on waiting for the "just" below.

"But! Can you use other treasures to exchange this sword for you?"

As expected.

Princess Xijun likes the bad habit of taking everything for herself, and it is probably inherited from her father.

Holantai hurt for three minutes.

The sword has been with him for many years and has been easy to use. But since the father himself opened the golden mouth, how can he refuse?

He could only answer with a firm look on his face: "Everything that the son minister is given to him by the father. The father likes it, just take it."

King Shan Hai suddenly smiled and felt excited. He held Zhan Lu Jian as if the beauty was already in his arms just now.

Lan Tai quietly touched the red sandalwood flute on his chest through his clothes, as long as it was still there!

He comforted himself that Yu'er is mine, and Yu'er's heart is mine, and no one can take it away.

Qi Guang, who was standing by, could still be polite when he saw that his third brother had not died in battle, and the beauty had been taken away by his father again. He felt so sour in his heart. He sarcastically said, "The third brother suddenly didn't hunch his back or stutter. It seems that he usually treats us as monkeys."

Only then did King Shan Hai come back from his ecstasy, remember the serious matter, and sit upright and ask: "Tai'er, why did you pretend to be crazy and stupid in the past and hide it? Do you know that this is the crime of deceiving the king?"

"Please forgive me for my father. This is just a way for my son to protect myself. My son wants to keep this life and contribute more to the country, the court, and the people in the future."

Shan Haiwang squinted his eyes: "What do you mean? Is anyone going to kill you?"

The eldest son Qi Guang lowered his head next to him and did not dare to say anything.

Lan Tai glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and then said: "My son is blessed and loyal, and he is able to survive until now. He has to learn to cover up his sharpness so as not to be regarded as a thorn in his eyes by others."

King Shan Hai heard something in his words, looked suspiciously at his eldest son Qi Guang, and asked Lantai again: "I have three sons, why don't the other two have to pretend to be crazy? How can you be so sharp?"

It is precisely for this moment that if you don’t recognize your identity at this moment, you will have to give up the position of prince to others.

Hollandai said loudly: "Return to Father, the invisible sage that Father has been looking for is the son minister!"

This sentence stirs up a thousand waves.

Shan Haiwang was no less excited than the Zhanlu Jian just now: "Can you come up with evidence?"

"Yes. The son-in-law can recite the contents of the simplified sages contributed by the invisible sage. The son-in-law can also say that the time when each bamboo slip appears is true. The son-in-law can also grind ink and write on the spot, allowing the father to compare his handwriting."

The ministers were in an uproar. The answer to the mystery that had tortured everyone for so long was enough to get it!

No wonder everyone thinks that the third prince today looks different from usual. Although his eyebrows are still the same and his nose is still the same, his spirit is completely different! He used to be a coward, but today he is simply a majestic person!
Chapter completed!