Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2784 Convincing people with virtue (one more)
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing at Luo Fengtang, the showy wife madman who couldn't help but want to praise his wife anytime and anywhere.

However, fortunately, along the way, everyone has gotten used to it.

Moreover, it's not that she is boasting, she also thinks that she is pretty good, so it's okay to praise a few more, hehe...

Here, Yang Ruoqing said: "Qi Xingyun, Tuoba Ling, just agreed, this sword will belong to whoever pulls it out,"

"Now that the sword is mine, you two won't regret it?" she asked.

Qi Xingyun had a troubled expression on his face. He had an attitude of giving it a try before, but he never thought that she could pull it out, so he just put it off.

Do you really want to cash in?

So unwilling...

Compared to Qi Xingyun's entanglement and reservation, Tuoba Ling was much more straightforward.

"What do you want this sword for, a woman? Since ancient times, swords have been given to heroes. I want this sword."

After all, Tuoba Ling stretched out his hand to snatch the sword from Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Before Yang Ruoqing had time to react, Luo Fengtang's figure flashed, and while blocking her behind, he received Tuoba Ling's palm at the same time.

The two palms hit each other, Luo Fengtang remained motionless, while Tuoba Ling took two or three steps back.

Luo Fengtang frowned, his face darkened.

"Tuoba Ling, you're going back on your word and trying to snatch my daughter-in-law's sword by force, so pass me first!" he said.

Tuoba Ling stared at Luo Fengtang defensively, thinking in his eyes.

Even if he fights alone with Luo Fengtang, he may not have a chance of winning.

What's more, there is also Yang Ruoqing.

This Yang Ruoqing is not an idle person, she is also a first-class skill from the fact that she whipped a whip in front of the Ghost Tower.

And, don't forget that there is Qi Xingyun who is watching over there.

Tuoba Ling felt that starting a fight would be bad for him.

As for Qi Xingyun, he was also closely observing the movements of Luo Fengtang and Tuoba Ling.

Seeing how their swords were on the verge of breaking out, Qi Xingyun not only did not try to persuade them to make peace, but was faintly agitated in his heart.

The situation fell into tension and stalemate for a while, and no one gave in.

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly.

She raised her hand and patted Luo Fengtang's arm, and said: "For problems that can be solved with words, let's try not to do it. We are civilized people, and we must convince others with virtue."

Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise, thinking what's wrong with his daughter-in-law?
When encountering this kind of thing, her mantra is: Why waste your tongue when you can solve it with your fists?
Why did you change the term today?

With doubts in his heart, he didn't ask immediately.

She lowered her arms and stood aside. Anyway, it's up to the daughter-in-law to do whatever she wants.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Tuoba Ling with a smile, and said, "Tuoba Ling, to be honest with you, unless you can hurt Qi Xingyun and help you, otherwise, if you hit two, you are no match for our couple at all."

"So, there are two roads in front of you now,"

"One, you come to rob it by force, and it is your skill to be able to rob it."

"Second, I will give you another chance to draw the sword. If you can draw it, the sword belongs to you,"

"If you can't, then the sword belongs to me, and you can't play tricks anymore."

Having said that, she paused, and turned her head to look at Qi Xingyun, "You both came here for the sword, the opportunity should be fair, and I will give you a chance to draw the sword, whoever pulls it out, the sword belongs to him."

"How do you two feel?" she asked.

Qi Xingyun hesitated for a while, quickly beating his own little calculations in his heart.

If the sword still can't be pulled out, it's useless to grab it as a piece of scrap iron.

Moreover, Qi Xingyun is clear about his own strength and Luo Fengtang's strength.

You can't snatch it from Luo Fengtang alone, let alone add Yang Ruoqing?

It's not as good as being graceful.

Therefore, Qi Xingyun nodded directly: "Okay!"

Tuoba Ling thought about it, it seemed that he had no choice but to do this.

"Well, I have no objection either." Tuoba Ling said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, then it's settled. If anyone goes back on his mother's terms, he can't afford to lose. He's a dog. Dogs are worse!"

Both Qi Xingyun and Tuoba Ling were embarrassed by her vulgar words.

Yang Ruoqing put the sword on a stone platform nearby, "Here is the sword, which one of you will come first?"

Qi Xingyun smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Tuoba should invite you first."

Tuoba Ling strode over, rolled up his sleeves and grabbed Mo Xie Sword in his hand, then took a deep breath, lifted his breath,
Transfer all the strength of the whole body to your hands.

Then he took a stride and growled, "Hey!"

All the veins on the arm were bulging, but the sword seemed to grow together with the scabbard, and it didn't move at all.

Tuoba Ling was a little embarrassed, and glanced at the three people in front of him.

Yang Ruoqing leaned against Luo Fengtang's shoulder, with her hands folded in front of her chest.

He slightly raised his eyebrows towards Tuoba Lingxiu, and made a gesture of 'please again'.

Tuoba Ling frowned, and raised his energy again.

This time, he used [-]% of his strength to draw the sword, and the veins stretched from his forehead to his arms.

The sword was still motionless, and he himself was pushed back a few steps by his backlash, and the sword in his hand fell to his feet with a bang.

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, give up!"

He dropped this sentence angrily, turned around, and twisted his sore wrist from too much force.

"Lord Yun, it's your turn." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Qi Xingyun nodded, straightened his robe, walked forward with steady and graceful steps, and picked up the Moxie sword.

He didn't rush to pull it out like Tuoba Ling, but put the sword in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, not letting go of every inch of the front and back.

It seems to be looking for some mechanism on the sword.

Seeing his cautious look, Yang Ruoqing secretly curled her lips.

Qi Xingyun and Tuoba Ling's force value should be about the same, but Qi Xingyun's IQ and EQ are obviously higher than Tuoba Ling's.

Yang Ruoqing did not disturb Qi Xingyun, but waited patiently.

After Qi Xingyun did some research, it should be unsuccessful.

Then start drawing your sword.

This time, he tried many directions, angles, and strengths to pull it out.

And the strength is also increasing layer by layer, but Mo Xiejian still doesn't give face, just like a piece of scrap iron, without the slightest reaction.

After waiting for a while, a fine layer of sweat emerged from Qi Xingyun's forehead.

There was also a layer of skin on the fingertips of both hands, but Mo Xie sword still couldn't be pulled out.

"Hey, this sword has nothing to do with me either."

Qi Xingyun handed the sword to Yang Ruoqing.

"You try again!" He said.

Maybe she was just a coincidence before?
Yang Ruoqing could guess what Qi Xingyun was thinking.

To be honest, she didn't want this sword very much, she just wanted to try her luck again.

If you can't pull it out, just put it back in!

She took the Moye sword, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and pulled it lightly.

(End of this chapter)