Heretic Doctor Zihou 53 Untitled

Zhen Xueyan, who was originally the strongest and most proficient, not only did not pull out the sword but became the only object to be beaten and abused by the sword. The dramatic scene was jaw-dropping.

"Uh, that, who else didn't go up and draw the sword?" Emperor Chu Yao had seen countless things, but even he was stunned at this moment. When he finally recuperated, he had to change the subject awkwardly.

"Her!" As soon as Chu Yao's voice fell, a sharp voice could not wait but say.

The person who spoke was Zhen Kexin, who had failed to draw the sword before.

Zhen Kexin stood up extremely quickly and pointed at Zihou, her face somber and hateful and her eyes extremely unwilling. She now understood that this sword was extremely spiritual, and if there was no fate, there was no way to pull it out. Since her sister was not destined with the sword, Wei Zihou would certainly not be either. At that time, Wei Zihou's ending may be even worse!

Everyone looked at the direction Zhen Kexin's fingers to and saw a calm Zihou.

Originally wanting to stay discrete, Zihou suddenly became the focus. She couldn't help raising her eyebrows and blinking innocently. "Can I not try?" Although this sword attracted her, although she wanted it very much, when she thought about how it belonged to that b.a.s.t.a.r.d, she did not want it very much!

"Of course not!" Zhen Kexin immediately retorted. "This is His Royal Highness Cloud King's present for us. If you don't try it, you're looking down on His Royal Highness!"

Her extremely cold eyes glanced at Zhen Kexin, and the bottom of Zhen Kexin's eyes spread with a bone-chilling intent to kill. She hated it when others forced her to do things she did not want to do. This behavior of Zhen Kexin's was an exact example.

Facing Zihou's fierce stare, Zhen Kexin's original expression of gloating and grief instantly stiffened, only to feel like she was falling into an ice cave for a moment and her heart froze. However, when she thought of how they were in the palace, she became emboldened.

Suddenly, Zhen Kexin put on such a high hat. Zihou really could not refute this. After all, this was His Royal Highness Cloud King! Moreover, those n.o.ble ladies obsessed with Mo Yunhuang stared at her one by one with eyes full of warning, as if daring her to look down on Mo Yunhuang!

Zihou's face was indifferent, but her heart was full of hate and plotting her revenge. In the end, due to this situation, plus the fact that she really liked this sword, she did not refuse.

She thought, Since this b.a.s.t.a.r.d has so many treasures, I will accept it politely. After all, it's to my advantage!

However, what Zihou did not know was that, with someone's fox-like sly mind, would he take out this treasure for nothing? At that time, when Zihou learned of the fundamental purpose of Mo Yunhuang's behavior, she could only look up at the sky and cry again…

Putting down her cup, Zihou got up and walked towards the Sword of Mysterious Wind.

With the precedent that so many people failed before, even if Zihou's temperament was outstanding, they no longer held too much hope. After all, they had already opened their eyes to the magic of this sword!

The closer she got to the Sword of Mysterious Wind, the inexplicable involvement of Zihou's heart became clearer. A voice deep in her mind called her, and she could not help but want to reach out and touch the Sword of Mysterious Wind…

"You can't touch it!" Zihou's outstretched hand was stopped, and Cold Moon's cold voice sounded in her ear.

Cold Moon blocked Zihou's outstretched hand, and the light in her eyes flickered. Having been with the Lord for so many years, she had seen countless people in this world, and even more beautiful women. But the person in front of her gave her the feeling that she was so flamboyant that even when compared to the talented individuals with outstanding qualities in the Faraway Shrine, she would not be inferior.

With that respectful temperament, the dignity that emanated from her bones, she seemed to see the shadow of her own Lord in her. At that moment, her heart jumped and a terrible idea slowly developed…

This woman, will she…

Looking away from the Sword of Mysterious Wind, Zihou glanced at Cold Moon on her side and sobered a little. The uncontrollable act just now made her feel incredulous.

Without any more thoughts, Zihou took a deep breath and pushed her aura out. The palm of her right hand lifted up, and it was filled with a dark blue aura. The azure light was so gorgeous that, for a moment, the room was full of noise…

"My G.o.d, peak blue aura…"

"This Wei Zihou turns out to be a peak blue aura, am I mistaken!"

"17-year-old peak blue aura, this is peerless… genius!"

"…"

After a brief silence, a sensation broke out. Those sitting around exclaimed in shock and looked surprised. Some people even stood up with an incredulous expression…