i have a sword fairy

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her eyelids, her gaze was dull, and she muttered to herself:

"You, you can insult Concubine Ling, but you can't insult him... no... giggling, but he doesn't want me anymore, he should be happy to give me up to others, right? But I won't, I won't ..."

A drop of bright red "cinnabar mole" suddenly appeared between her white eyebrows.

It's like being tapped with an eyebrow pencil.

but.

next second.

The "cinnabar mole" fell between the eyebrows, leaving a bright red trace.

Like a beauty holding a brush and thrushing her eyebrows, she accidentally draws it down.

The red track meanders and the path is tortuous.

through the corner of the mouth.

painted her lips.

Then pause slightly at the sharp chin.

Tick ​​tock!

Dyed her white clothes red.

"not good."

Ning Ying suddenly said in surprise, her face turned serious.

"Junior Sister Lingfei's sword heart is unstable, and there is a danger of the heart lake collapsing and the flying sword falling!"

Sword masters and sword practicers pay attention to pure thoughts and no other minds. It is a kind of pure mind in a certain sense, because they have to focus on the sword.

But this also caused the general paranoid character of sword cultivators, who are obsessed with one thought, and can easily get into a dead end, endangering the heart of the sword.

Those two people on the field are so paranoid.

And the sword heart is mysterious and mysterious, it is something similar to the mind, and the most direct thing it affects is the natal flying sword and the heart lake, which is also the foundation of the sword practice of swordsmanship, and it is extremely important.

Everyone in the Taiqing Mansion was shocked and rushed towards Concubine Zhao Ling.

Jiang Chebai, who was staring at Concubine Zhao Ling with a wry smile, was slightly taken aback when he saw the bloodstain, and then opened his eyes wide, terrified and said: "Concubine Ling, no!"

Students of the Taiqing Mansion: "Junior Concubine Ling, hold on to Jianxin, don't do stupid things!"

The onlookers were even more startled.

"Stop her quickly, knock her out, don't make her think again!"

"Go quickly..."

A group of people rushed towards Concubine Zhao Ling.

Some people with good cultivation, such as Jiang Chebai and Ning Ying, have already arrived in front of Concubine Zhao Ling.

but.

In an instant.

All those who approached flew upside down.

It turned out that a piece of silver-white sword energy bloomed from Zhao Lingfei's body.

Like a big moon spreading silver light.

It is difficult for everyone to get within one foot of her all of a sudden!

A pair of eyes were horrified.

But they haven't waited for them to think too much.

"Get out, you all get out, don't come here, it's fine for him to bully me, but you're coming to bully me too?!"

Zhao Lingfei's voice was cold.

now.

In the lotus pond of her heart lake.

The terrible storm has climbed to the top.

The bamboo horse had stopped trembling, and only the last ray of light remained on the blade.

And the desperate Qingmei is still perseveringly colliding with Qinglian.

However, Ome's radiant sword was gradually covered with dim spots of light, and its movements became more and more sluggish.

Bamboo horses and green plums depend on each other.

If the bamboo horse is destroyed, the green plum will no longer be green plum.

Concubine Zhao Ling was fascinated by the tragic scene in the lotus pond of Heart Lake.

I feel extremely beautiful.

The words and deeds of the people around who couldn't get close gradually faded away.

She smiled slightly.

His eyes began to get a little hazy.

Suddenly I feel... very tired, I want to fall into an unknown dream, take a good rest...

a moment.

Among the crowd behind her, there was another man who rushed towards the silver barrier of sword energy with the crowd without thinking about his own safety.

It also flew upside down with convulsions all over the body.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't pay any attention.

but.

When the man stood up again and staggered forward.

"Qingjun."

He said.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly trembled all over and didn't look back.

Zhao Rong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His footsteps unswervingly slammed into the silvery white sword energy again.

This time.

But there is no hindrance at all.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

Go forward.

He took her left hand directly.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared blankly at the big hand that completely wrapped her bare hand.

"Qingjun, let's go."

Zhao Rong didn't look back at her, he looked ahead and held her cold and trembling delicate hand.

stride forward.

Chapter 144 Get Out

When the first sound of "Qing Jun" sounded.

Everyone didn't know who this young Confucian scholar who had just galloped over a few breaths ago was calling for.

But when he approached eagerly, he was bounced away by the silver-white sword energy, and he let out an inexplicable soft cry.

A miracle happened.

When the young Confucian scholar rushed away again.

The silver-white sword energy, which even Jindan swordsman could not advance an inch, trembled with its master.

backed off.

Don't dare to touch him again.

Just like a young deer encounters a tiger descending the mountain, an antelope sees a hungry wolf slowly circling.

But it didn't take long for everyone to be surprised.

the next moment.

The young Confucian scholar had already stepped forward and grabbed Concubine Zhao Ling's left hand.

Yes.

That's right.

The one he picked up...was Concubine Zhao Ling!

He... what did he do?

Jiang Chebai's undulating chest suddenly shrank, and he let out a "ho...ho...ho" inhalation sound, and his protruding eyeballs were bloodshot.

Ning Ying's pretty eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened.

The whole group of Taiqing Mansion were also dumbfounded, and some even rubbed their eyes.

Many other monks who were originally watching the excitement also watched intently.

At this moment.

The long river of time seems to be temporarily stagnant in this place under the remote mountain.

Almost everyone on the field froze in place.

Time seems to pass very slowly,

Even the expression stayed in the last second, not to mention the change of mood.

And one of the only things still moving.

It is their slowly turning heads.

His eyes followed the two figures holding hands on the field.

One in Tsing Yi and one in white.

are connected together.

Everyone's eyes turned back and forth on Zhao Rong's calm face with pursed lips, Concubine Zhao Ling's drooping head with no expression on her face, and the hands they held together.

Zhao Rong led Concubine Zhao Ling, ignoring everyone, striding forward without looking sideways.

To leave with his wife.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared blankly at that domineering big hand with her head down after he grabbed her hand directly from behind.

Except for a slight struggle at first, and after being pinched by him, she didn't have any resistance, and followed him step by step.

Zhao Rong is in front and Concubine Zhao Ling is behind.

The two are like two fish swimming through a stagnant river.

The water moved.

The crowd in front parted like a rock.

but.

But there were still people standing there, motionless.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his chin, and said in a serious tone:

"go away"

Jiang Chebai was staring blankly at the jingling black and white jade plaque on Zhao Rong's waist.

Heard the words at this moment.