Hu Yanxiong looked surprised.

He stared at Long Qingyun, looked stunned and said, "Oh, you are Long Qingyun from Songyang Sword Mansion. I heard that you are the first in the West Lake sword competition. I didn't expect to be so young. Let's talk about it, what do you mean by coming to my Dongyi Sect?"

The elders were also surprised. I didn’t expect that the champion of the West Lake Sword Competition was so young. Why did this young man come to Songbai Peak?

Nanyong's West Lake sword competition is famous all over the world. Yelu Heng has heard of it from time to time even in Donghan. He couldn't help but look at Long Qingyun and thought to himself: "It turns out that he is the champion of the West Lake sword competition. No wonder his sword skills are so powerful."

Hu Yanxiong raised his hand and signaled Long Qingyun and the other two to sit down on the chair.

Long Qingyun was as gentle as jade, with a modest manner, looked at Yelu Man and said, "Since the concubine has important things to go to Hanzhong City to handle, you can negotiate with the Sect Master Huyan and the others first, and I will talk about my affairs later."

Yelu Man nodded slightly to Long Qingyun, with a charming look on his face.

Then, the slender jade neck turned around, looked at Hu Yanxiong with his eyes and said aloud:

"This time I passed by Zibai Mountain, it was a coincidence. The political chaos in Donghan has emerged, and the countries in the world are bound to be ready to move and take advantage of the situation. At that time, wars will rise everywhere, and Zibai Mountain, which has been calm for decades, will not be spared. Who can unify Zibai Mountain, recognize the situation, and find the right backer, is the long-term solution."

Everyone was moved and there was an uproar.

Everyone looked at Yelu Man. At this time, Yelu Man was elegant and luxurious, elegant and dignified. Every word was gem and his words were bright, and there was no alarmist.

Hu Yanxiong frowned, and a gloom appeared on his firm face. He glanced at everyone in the hall and looked at Meng Yunxiao, the chief elder of Dongyi Sect.

Meng Yunxiao He and others realized the seriousness of the situation. They immediately understood it and said in a deep voice:

"Princess, in your opinion, who is more likely to unify these 100,000 mountains in the three major sects of Zibai Mountain? I dare to ask, who is the correct backer?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Meng Yunxiao is worthy of being an old man. He is straight to the point and goes straight to the point, hitting the point.

Everyone was calm and looked forward to Yelu Man's answer.

Yelu Man smiled and opened his red lips and said:

"The three major sects of Zibai Mountain have a history of hundreds of years. Dongyi Sect seems to be the most powerful. This is also the power of Donghan. If you have a backer behind this, can you still be the boss? I think everyone knows this answer?"

Yelu Man talked freely. At this time, she was no longer a charming woman, but like a female general who was commanding and was deploying a large-scale battle.

Yelu Man, who was so handsome and handsome, had a sharp aura on his face, staring at Hu Yanxiong sitting high on the main seat, and continued:

"Only by unifying Zibai Mountain and becoming the real boss of these 100,000 mountains will you be the bargaining chip for you in the future. If nothing unexpected happens, the Nanfamen that has been suppressed by you for decades, Xixing Palace is ready to move and needs to be changed urgently."

"According to reliable information, Nanfamen and Xixing Palace have already prepared for the future and are planning to take advantage of the situation. Some plans are being made. I passed by here and thought of my fate with Elder Meng. Let's come over to remind me, which can be regarded as a coincidence."

After a change of topic, Yelu Man paused and bowed to Hu Yanxiong and said, "I hope Master Hu Yan doesn't think I am worried about nothing, nonsense."

Long Qingyun, who was sitting next to him, took a tea cup and sipped Mengding Mountain Tea into his mouth. The taste was mellow and the fragrance was long.

Hearing this, Long Qingyun was shocked and mixed with feelings. Yelu Man was very knowledgeable and full of mystery. It seemed that the sudden change in Donghan's political situation was closely related to her.

Hu Yanxiong looked at Yelu Man with shock, admiration, ashamed, his face changed, and mixed emotions were mixed.

Yelu Man's incisive analysis this time is deafening and thought-provoking.

Hu Yanxiong looked at Yelu Man with a hint of shame in his eyes, and said with sincerity:

"Concubine Wen was born in the Beiqi royal family, and her knowledge was extraordinary. She had been with His Majesty day and night for more than ten years, and her views were even more profound. After hearing this remark, I felt enlightened. I hope Concubine Wen would give me some advice and let my Dongyi Sect have a bright road to go in this chaotic autumn."

Yelu Man saw that Hu Yanxiong was the sect's pride, and asked for advice from his wandering self. His attitude was honest, and he couldn't help but smile and said:

"The Master Huyan is humble. I have no clear path. If I believe in the little girl, if I encounter any problems in the future, I can go to Hanzhong City to discuss with me."

After saying that, Yelu Man left his seat and bowed to everyone to say goodbye. Before leaving, his eyes flirted with charming eyes and looked at Long Qingyun, full of spring.

Long Qingyun's lips slightly rippled, revealing a beautiful curve. He smiled and seemed to tell Yelu Man that one day we will meet again.

Meng Yunxiao looked at Yelu Man and added, saying, "Princess, if we go to Hanzhong City, where can we find you?"

"As long as your disciples in the costumes of Dongyi Sect appear in Hanzhong City, someone will contact you." Yelu Man's pleasant voice sounded.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yelu Man floated away. Yelu Heng, who was following his body, stood upright like a benchmark. He was like a moving sword, protecting Yelu Man's safety at any time.

The two went further and further.

Hu Yanxiong watched Yelu Man, and his graceful figure gradually disappeared at the end of the empty hall.

I feel that I still have an unfinished feeling. It’s really a wonderful woman!

This Yelu Man is not only charming, but also has a graceful temperament. What is even more rare is that he is extremely smart. If he guessed well, the power represented by this Yelu Man should be Beiqi.

Although Beiqi is not weak in national strength.

The military power of Beiqi can only be comparable to that of the Western Qiang. It is far from the prosperous Donghan. Even Nanyong and Beiqi, which "respected literature and suppressed martial arts", were not sure of victory.

Could it be?

This Beiqi is the correct backer in Yelu Man's mouth?

Why did Yelu Man make such a statement?

Why is Beiqi so confident?

What is Beiqi relying on?

Thinking of this, Hu Yanxiong looked puzzled. Suddenly, he withdrew his gaze, looked at Long Qingyun, and said sternly: "Young Master Long, are you here to be a lobbyist too?"

Long Qingyun couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing Hu Yanxiong's solemn expression, he immediately understood a little. With a smile, Canran said:

"The Master Huyan was joking. How could I compare with Concubine Wen? The center of the whirlpool in the Donghan change in Concubine Wen is of course full of strategy and will dominate the world."

"I happened to pass by Zibai Mountain and heard that the famous "Seven Cold Light Styles" of Huyan Sect Master is on Songbai Peak. This time, I came here purely to make friends through martial arts and pursue swordsmanship, and I hope Senior Huyan will fulfill his wish."

After saying that, Long Qingyun hugged Hu Yanxiong at the "Seven Styles of Cold Light" and bowed to show rituals, with a modest manner.

His tough face was full of high spirits. His eyes were firm, deep and vast like the sea.

A handsome face.
Chapter completed!