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Chapter 147
Xia Qinghe changed into men's clothes, and walked along the street with a jade bone fan. Perhaps because of the weather, there were very few pedestrians on the street.

Xia Qinghe glanced around casually, as if he was just strolling around casually.

Crossing two streets, Xia Qinghe walked farther and farther, from the bustling street to the remote city.

Outside the city, there were few people, and the green trees were wilting in twos and threes. Xia Qinghe stopped, and lightly closed the jade bone fan in front of him, "After following for so long, it's time to come out."

In the dark, the people following along the way looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

Several people were surprised when suddenly, several figures flashed in front of them.

"Miss Xia has a keen sense."

The leading man spoke up.

Xia Qinghe looked at the four people in front of him. They were all quite old, with gray beards and hair. They were wearing straight gray shirts and looked fierce.

"Three Spiritual Sects." Xia Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and turned his eyes to the leader, "There is even a ninth-rank peak Spiritual Sect."

The four of them were slightly shocked when they saw Xia Qinghe's cultivation base at a glance, and the vigilance in their hearts deepened again.

"Who sent you here?" Xia Qinghe asked.

The four were silent.

Xia Qinghe tapped the folding fan, and said to himself: "Among the Three Kingdoms, there is only one person who has enmity with me and has such skill..."

"Chaojiu song."

Xia Qinghe pursed her red lips and looked at the four of them.

The faces of the four changed slightly.

Xia Qinghe was really extraordinary, they easily guessed the person behind them without revealing a word.

In the dark, the Ji family who had been following Xia Qinghe watched this scene and twitched the corners of their mouths.

It turned out that they were not exposed, but that the enemy came seeking revenge.

"Miss Xia is indeed as rumored, she is extremely intelligent." Song Lin, the leader, said something indifferent.

"Thank you." Xia Qinghe shook his folding fan lightly, with a smile on his lips, showing a sense of flair.

Song Lin's black face turned black, and he didn't want to say anything more, so he said in a ruthless voice: "Kill, quick battle!"

The four spirit sects attacked together, and when they shot, a huge current surged and spiritual energy flew across.

Song Lin stretched out his old and dark yellow hand, with five fingers bent, and there was a cloud of black air in the palm of his hand, "Go."

The black air flew across the air like a black ball at high speed, Xia Qinghe's lithe waist was bent, and the black air brushed past his waist.Before Xia Qinghe could stand firm, the attacks of the other three rushed forward.

Three people and six hands, moving spiritual energy in the air, the movement is so fast that people can't see clearly, only Tao Dao left afterimages flashing.

"Ling Yu, go!"

The three of them waved their hands together, and countless spiritual powers condensed into flying feathers, flying towards Xia Qinghe with great pressure.

Xia Qinghe's pupils narrowed slightly, he tapped his toes, turned around, and drew out the Qingfeng sword. With a strong wrist, a burst of spiritual power was output, and the Qingfeng sword was thrown out horizontally, bursting out with a blue sword light.

Qingfeng Jianguang formed a light curtain, and all the white spiritual feathers in the sky hit the blue light curtain, and then disappeared invisible.

After two breaths, the white spirit feather dissipated, and the cyan light curtain retracted.

Seeing this, the four of them moved more and more fiercely, flying up and rushing to Xia Qinghe's side.

With a nimble movement of Xia Qinghe's wrist, the Qingfeng sword stabbed at one of them, and that person turned sideways to avoid the sword.

In the dark, someone said: "Brother Chen, should we go up and help..."

Chen Li looked at the group of people fighting in front of him, "No need, the young master only asked us to follow. Miss Xia seems to have some spare time, so we don't want to intervene easily."

Stabbing, picking, and blocking, a Qingfeng sword was blown by Xia Qinghe, making the sword wind blow everywhere.On the contrary, the four people sent by Chao Jiuge became more and more frightened as they fought. Xia Qinghe and the others had already known that they were the Lingzong, but now the four of them besieged and fought with hundreds of tricks. Hang a lot of color.

Xia Qinghe...is he really the Spirit Sect?
Thinking about it, Song Ming's eyes burst into a ruthless light, and he swung a wave of spiritual power with his right hand.

"Boom." After a loud noise, Xia Qinghe took a few steps back, and the five of them were forced to separate.

Xia Qinghe looked at the four of them, Song and Ming, and spoke with three points of contempt: "The elders of Chaofeng Kingdom are no more than that."

Song Ming's face darkened, but after all, he had seen too many strong winds and waves. Although he was annoyed, he still remained sober and vigilant.

Song Ming fixed his eyes on Xia Qinghe, and replied inexplicably: "Miss Xia is not weak."

"Of course, I can't say anything else, it's enough to deal with you." Xia Qinghe said with a smile, provoking the four of them again.

"Hmph, you are arrogant!" Song Ming didn't speak, but a fat old man beside him jumped out, full of anger.

Xia Qinghe Gaoao's eyes drifted over again as if looking at ants.

The fat elder was furious again, "Old Song, let's go!"

Song Ming nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Using Helingjutsu!"

After the words fell, the three of them separated immediately, forming a triangle, each standing in three directions, with Song Lin standing in the center of the triangle.

"Drink—" the four shouted loudly.

With the rapid seal in the hand, one after another dark gray marks flew out, constantly filling the triangular land.

In just an instant, the momentum of the four of them immediately rose sharply.

Xia Qinghe frowned slightly, what kind of secret method is this?
The sky was dark and dark clouds were rolling, the ground was squalling, the surrounding branches were blown to this side, and the rainstorm was approaching.

The movements of the four became more and more rapid, the dark spiritual power turned into handprints, and the black mist gradually rose in the triangle, and the black appearance was not inferior to the black rolling clouds in the sky.

The breath of the three elders standing in the triangle sank. They put three fingers together in their left hand and stretched out two fingers in their right hand. Three streaks of black spiritual power poured out horizontally, pointing to Song Lin in the center.

Song Lin put his hands horizontally, and put them together suddenly, and the three black spiritual powers merged into one.

"The power of the spirit, go!"

Song Lin yelled, and the spiritual power in his hand exploded, overwhelmingly towards Xia Qinghe.

The black mist filled the sky, the pressure was on the face, the wind suddenly picked up, and the roots of the trees flew upside down.

"Drink!" Qing shouted.

Xia Qinghe received the Qingfeng sword, his ink hair was flying, his hands and wrists were joined together, forming a seal shape, the chaotic energy in his body overflowed, danced between his fingers, and turned into a handprint.

"Two ceremonies, one seal, the silence of mountains and rivers!"

The two instruments are printed, the wind is still, the dark clouds are dense, and the power to shatter mountains and rivers suddenly rises!
"Boom."

A loud voice sounded.

The black mist in the sky dissipated, the surrounding green trees were uprooted, and the ground was blown away, leaving a large crater about one meter deep.

Liangyiyin destroys everything with crushing force!
Xia Qinghe looked at the four of them.

The original four people had already fallen to the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices, Song Ming stretched out a finger, pointing tremblingly at Xia Qinghe, "You..."

Three spiritual sects, one at the pinnacle of the ninth rank of the spiritual sect, were all defeated by her.

"People don't offend me, I don't offend others, it's up to me." After speaking, Xia Qinghe turned and left.

Song and Ming's eyes widened, their heads tilted, and they died of exhaustion.

Several people in the dark swallowed their saliva when they saw this, this Miss Xia...is very cruel.

Xia Qinghe returned along the road, and just after walking a few steps, the sky suddenly began to rain heavily.

The rain was very strong, crackling and hitting the ground, splashing tiny drops of water.

Xia Qinghe had quick eyes and quick hands, and when the torrential rain fell, he took out a green bamboo umbrella from the space.

Holding an umbrella, Xia Qing and Darkness walked back lightly.

"Hey, stop!"

A female voice came from the side of the road.

Xia Qinghe walked forward as if he had never heard of it.

"Stop!" A maid quickly caught up with Xia Qinghe, and stretched out her hand to stop Xia Qinghe.

The maid was wearing a pink dress with two half buns on one side and one on the right. The maid didn't hold an umbrella, and her whole body was soaked by the shower. At this moment, the maid raised her head and looked slightly angry.

"What's the matter?" The neutral and deep voice was slightly cool.

Xia Qinghe raised the green bamboo umbrella a little higher, revealing a youthful face like jade.

The servant girl was stunned for a moment, her slightly angry face was lightly retracted, and she was a little shy, "Master, my lady is in a hurry to go out today, and she forgot to bring her umbrella, can you borrow one?"

After finishing speaking, the maid pointed to Xia Qinghe's own lady who was not far behind her.

"No." Xia Qinghe said two words calmly without turning his head.

The maid was stunned, and Xia Qinghe walked away from her holding an umbrella.

Behind her, the pampered Liao Rou was also stunned, watching Xia Qinghe leave, waved the handmaid's arm above her head to shield her from the rain, lifted her skirt, and chased after her.

"Miss." The two maidservants hurried to catch up.

Liao Rou ran extremely fast, but caught up with Xia Qinghe in just a few steps.

"You..." The angry Liao Rou who stood in front of Xia Qinghe lost his voice.

Xia Qinghe was wearing a jade-colored slanted-breasted gown with silver threads rolling around the hem, and the gown fit on his body properly, looking elegant and elegant.

"What's the matter?" Xia Qinghe held the green bamboo umbrella with his slender fingers, his face was like jade, and his eyes were clear and lingering, like green and tender bamboo shoots after the rain.

Seeing that Liao Rou didn't answer, Xia Qinghe frowned lightly. This slightly impatient expression fell into Liao Rou's eyes. It was the blue sky with light clouds floating in the sky, and the clear rain falling in spring, which was amazing time.

Liao Rou was even more stunned.

Xia Qinghe took a look at Liao Rou and walked away.

Liao Rou didn't catch up, but stared blankly at Xia Qinghe's leaving Qingjuan figure through the rain curtain.

"Miss, miss." The two maidservants who caught up called cautiously twice.

Liao Rou suddenly regained consciousness.

……

The summer rain comes and goes quickly.

The dark clouds dissipated quickly, and the ground was wet, exuding the freshness after the rain.

In the city lord's mansion, Liao Rou had just entered the boudoir, and before she could change her wet clothes, she hurriedly asked, "Quick, hurry up and find out which family he is from."

The maid took the order and left.

Here, as soon as Xia Qinghe returned to Baiweilou, Ji Ling immediately knew what happened today.

Looking at the boy next to him, Ji Ling said: "I see, keep watching."

He doesn't care much about the rest, he just needs to know whether Xia Qinghe has contact with the Honghuang people.

*
The servants of the City Lord's Mansion were extremely efficient. In the afternoon, the servant girl told Liao Rou the news she had inquired about.

"Miss, I've inquired about it. That young master doesn't seem to be from Jingcheng, he just passed by and is currently living in Baiweilou."

Liao Rou propped her head on her arms, her eyes were shining brightly, hiding the feelings of a young girl: "It turns out that he is not from Jingcheng, no wonder I have never seen him before."

Thinking about it, Liao Rou stood up and said excitedly, "Qiu Shuang Bai Lu, follow me to Baiweilou."

Qiu Shuang calmed down a bit. Seeing Liao Rou like this, she couldn't help persuading softly: "Miss, you are the daughter of the city lord, so it might be a bit inappropriate to rush to see the young master like this."

Liao Rou glanced at Qiushuang, "What's wrong with that, I can't go to Baiweilou anymore?"

Bai Lu lightly touched Qiu Shuang, signaling her to keep quiet.

Miss is the daughter of Liao Yi, the city lord, who is loved and loved a lot. Although her heart is not bad, her temper is the most indulgent. Now that she meets that young master, she has long since lost her mind, so how can she listen to their words.

In the end, the three master and servant left the city lord's mansion together.

At this time, Xia Qinghe was invited to Ji Mansion.

Xia Qinghe was still wearing men's clothes, his steps moved lightly, and the jade-colored brocade robe drew an elegant arc.

Seeing this, Ji Ling had a rare faint smile in his eyes. The men's clothes showed people, elegant, handsome and romantic, so it's no wonder some girls like them.

As soon as Xia Qinghe came in, he saw a slightly teasing smile in Ji Ling's eyes, raised his eyebrows, and was a little puzzled.

Ji Ling seemed to see what Xia Qinghe was thinking, and said, "Miss Xia is quite handsome in men's clothes."

"Young Master Ji is not bad either."

Ji Ling was slightly taken aback when he heard the words. These words sounded normal and felt like a compliment, but they were a bit weird.

It was as if, he was supposed to be a woman, but changed into a man's clothes, and now he was praised as "not bad".

What Ji Ling was thinking, Xia Qinghe didn't know, he just lowered his eyes halfway, thinking about the next thing.

Today, she is bound to test the spiritual power in Ji Ling's body.

In the Baiwei Building, Liao Rou came excitedly, but was in vain, and now she was sitting in the lobby dejectedly, looking at the Baiwei Building boredly, waiting for Xia Qinghe to come back.

*
Xia Qinghe pondered and said: "Young Master Ji, I have read some ancient books in the past two days and found some news, why don't I make a diagnosis and treatment today, maybe I can find out the cause of the disease."

Xia Qinghe looked at Ji Ling when he said this, and his tone was thoughtful, not like a fake.

Ji Ling paused and nodded.

"How to diagnose and treat?"

"Pulse diagnosis."

Hearing this answer, Ji Ling's eyes flickered lightly, is it another pulse diagnosis?

Xia Qinghe remained silent, waiting for Ji Ling's answer. If he agreed, she would use this to test him out. If he disagreed, she would have to find another way.

Fortunately, Ji Ling only hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Miss Xia, please."

After finishing speaking, he exposed his wrist and put on the ice silk handkerchief. Xia Qinghe's red lips pursed slightly, and put his left hand on it, which was not wearing the Liangyi bracelet.

At this moment, Xia Qinghe's nerves were tense, a tiny trace of chaotic power emerged from the fingers of his left hand, and gently and cautiously penetrated into the lonely meridians.

Ji Ling only felt a small tingling pain on her arm, and then her eyes sharpened suddenly, is she checking the pulse or testing something?
In the next second, Xia Qinghe noticed the strangeness of Ji Ling, but she had no time to take care of it now, and concentrated on feeling the situation in Ji Ling's meridians.

The Jiling meridian is extremely wide, and the spiritual power in the meridian is like an ocean. Xia Qing felt a resistance as soon as he entered with his weak spiritual power.

Xia Qinghe quietly increased his spiritual power. At this time, Xia Qinghe actually felt a familiar sense of origin. Suddenly, Xia Qinghe's hand on Ji Ling's wrist trembled, and he was forced to leave Ji Ling's wrist.

Xia Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

When she increased her spiritual power, the spiritual energy in Ji Ling's body was even more repulsive, spontaneously shaking out a little bit of her weak spiritual power.

In this way, although there is a familiar sense of origin, but the spiritual power repels each other, it is not the energy of chaos that dominates the body.

(End of this chapter)