i have a sword fairy

For a while, his actions were a little rough, but Qing Jun adapted and accommodated without complaint.

just.

What Zhao Rong didn't see was when the eyes of the two stopped looking at each other because of the intimacy.

In the depths of Concubine Zhao Ling's obsessed eyes, a gleam of clarity flashed across, but the gleam of clarity disappeared even after it dissipated.

She knew that Brother Rong'er had peeked into her heart lake at the moment when she had just settled the balance.

Because of the special natal supernatural power of the first-class Feijian Qingmei, she is extremely sensitive.

Even, at that moment, it was Concubine Zhao Ling who took the initiative to suppress Qingmei's sword in the lotus pond of Xinhu Lake.

It is true that the sword cultivator's natal flying sword can't leave the heart lake at will before it turns into reality. , it is absolutely impossible for her to do so.

Because the snooper is he.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know why Brother Rong'er ascended to the Heavenly Realm and why she would develop divine consciousness, so she could peek into her heart lake.

But Concubine Zhao Ling knows that everyone has secrets.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't tell him any secrets, it wasn't a secret.

As long as Brother Rong asked, she would definitely answer, and if he didn't ask, she would stay silent.

Because Concubine Zhao Ling feels that there are some secrets, as long as the other party is not involved for the time being, there is no need to take the initiative to speak out. Talking about it will only make the other party bear the pressure and increase troubles.

As for Brother Rong's secret, Concubine Zhao Ling believes that as long as she asks about it, he will definitely tell the truth.

However, she won't ask.

The moon is high in the sky, slowly, dark clouds block the moonlight, and the night becomes darker.

Nanci Jingshe, outside the gate of a small remote courtyard, there is a dark figure... You need to look carefully to find that these are actually two figures.

Zhao Rong suddenly discovered something. At this time, Qingjun was tender in his arms, and the two of them were close to each other. Isn't it the best time to get jade?

Qing Jun said that Mo Yu was carried close to her body.

Zhao Rong thought about it.

Gradually, the hands began to be dishonest.

It's not enough to use his hands up and down, after all, he was afraid that Qingjun would be too stimulated, so he just explored slowly under her silent promise.

However, after a while, Zhao Rong became more and more disappointed, because there was no trace of Moyu on Qingjun's body, such as cuffs, waist and other places where things are usually placed.

Could it be true that she was not placed in Sumeru?

How to take this, to break her restriction in Sumeru, at least he needs Grand Virtue Realm to do it...

Zhao Rong's teeth itch for a while.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a little ghost next to Qingjun that he could instigate rebellion...she might know.

At this time, Zhao Rong was resting on Concubine Zhao Ling's shoulder, his eyes turned, and he looked at the obedient and quiet Qing Jing beside the two of them.

Zhao Rong was overjoyed, and through the induction in the dark, he sent a message to the past.

It's just that Qingjing seems to be because the mind is too ignorant and naive, and some can't understand.

Zhao Rong was a little anxious, but he took the trouble to teach the "good girl", completely forgetting that not long ago he asked concubine Zhao Ling if she wanted to have a son.

Finally, Qingjing seemed to understand what he said, but after trying a few times, she couldn't convey the complete and coherent meaning of the sentence to him.

For a moment, Zhao Rong and Qingjing stared blankly.

The little thing was spinning around in the air anxiously.

And Zhao Rong was a little speechless, and thought that it would be great if he was a clever son.

Qing Jing seemed to sense his intentions, and turned around more and more anxiously.

At a certain moment, she stopped suddenly in the air.

The little girl with shofar braids and Xiaoru skirt twisted her body.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes and hesitated, what does this mean?

While he was wondering, a picture flashed across his mind.

Not long ago, on the way to Qinglianxuan, when Concubine Zhao Ling hugged Qingjing to her chest, the little girl was also like this now, her small body seemed to be a little uncomfortable twisting and turning!

In an instant, Zhao Rong had an epiphany.

At the same time, he also remembered some trivial things before.

For example, at the Nuanxi Yaji, when he asked Qingjun for Moyu, when Qingjun asked him to fetch it by himself, she held his arms with both hands, as if they were tightly tightened.

In addition, there are scenes of playing after class these days.

It turns out that these are Qing Jun's hints...

So, she is hanging Moyu on her chest?

Zhao Rong suddenly realized.

He glanced down subconsciously.

Something may be sandwiched between Zhao Rong and Qing Jun at this time...

This is really warm and fragrant nephrite.

In the next second, Zhao Rong embraced Concubine Zhao Ling with both hands in vain, holding her tightly.

Sure enough, he felt a bit of hardness in the softness.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was hugging Zhao Rong quietly and tenderly, felt his strength, her eyes were puzzled, but immediately, she felt that Brother Rong's hands were becoming dishonest again, but he seemed to be in control and never embarrassed her, so Concubine Zhao Ling also let Zhao Rong be greedy.

Zhao Rong's hand moved upwards slowly at first, seeing that Qing Jun didn't stop him.

He was overjoyed.

Taking advantage of her momentary carelessness.

Leaning back to make room, a big hand grabbed up.

At this moment of light and flint, Qing Jun, who was already ice and snow smart, suddenly alerted Rong Er that Brother Rong was going to seize the jade, and her delicate body suddenly turned to the left.

In an instant.

The air quieted down.

Zhao Rong opened his mouth wide and gasped for breath.

Concubine Zhao Ling's almond eyes were wide open, her delicate body was stiff.

Because...Zhao Rong caught the wrong one...and didn't catch jadeite...

He went to sneak a glance at Qing Jun, but he couldn't see the expression anymore, she had lowered her head and buried her head in her chest.

Zhao Rong swallowed, "Qing..."

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly pushed him away, grabbed Zhao Rong's erroneous hand, lowered her head and bit his forearm, and immediately turned around and fled into the door in a hurry.

boom--!

The door was slammed shut.

There was only one Zhao Rong left, covering his hands in the cold wind and inhaling.

"hiss……"

He stared blankly at the erring hand.

Chapter 214 This year's thunder is not good.

In the early morning, the sky just turned white.

Outside the south gate of the Sifu of the Taiqing Dynasty.

Zhao Rong followed Mr. Yan and his brothers and set off back to Linlu Academy.

Because of the delay in the return date of the gentleman who changed Mr. Yan's shift, Zhao Rong's trip to the four prefectures of the Taiqing this time was ten days longer than expected in January.

It was early autumn when I first came here, but now autumn is getting deeper, the mountains outside the south gate are covered with light yellow autumn clothes, and the occasional touches of emerald green are particularly conspicuous.

The morning light brought a penetrating coolness, Zhao Rong lowered his head and straightened his autumn clothes again.

Back at the academy today, he didn't wear the thin school uniform of the past, but deliberately put on this thick Confucian shirt that Qing Jun made for him, and it was the best material and workmanship selected among them.

At this moment, it was still early, and there were very few pedestrians outside the gate of the mansion except for a few students who came back with their clothes stained with dew.

Zhao Rong pulled his sleeves, and couldn't help but look back at the gate again. Except for the prominent Taiqing Tianjiao Records on the pure white mountain stones on both sides, the surrounding area was empty.

I guess I was really angry... By the way, I accidentally pinched it a little hard at the time...

He sighed slightly, looked down at a certain hand with teeth marks on it, turned around and caught up with the team of senior brothers, and left.

Not long after Zhao Rong left.

A beautiful figure emerged from the south gate.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Rong Er's back and the familiar clothes he was wearing, and smiled slightly.

When Zhao Rong disappeared from sight, she frowned slightly, but she was slightly relieved.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly turned her head and glanced at the Taiqing Tianjiaolu on the side of the rock, her eyes lingered on a name that had been around for a while, then she frowned and turned back to the house.

That is the name of the fastest Jindan Realm mansion since the establishment of the Taiqing Fourth Mansion in Wangquezhou. In her eyes, there is only that line of text in the Taiqing Tianjiao Record. It has been like this since Zhao Lingfei entered the Taiqing Fourth Mansion from here for the first time. .

……

Zhao Rong and his party walked all the way back to the south, and the sound of books resounded through the mountains and forests wherever they passed.

According to the rules of the academy, at [-]:[-] a.m. every day, all the scholars and students of the academy have to read in the morning, and even the gentlemen will follow along.

Zhao Rong and his seniors, led by Mr. Yan's hearty voice, recited the words of the sages aloud.

He was surrounded by the sound of vigorous reading, and he suddenly thought of Mr. Yan's words in Fenglin courtyard that day.

If it were planted in our Linlu Academy, it would never be like this...

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, and his heart became more and more determined that Mr. Yan's choice of classics, righteousness, Confucianism and Taoism, now that he returned to Linlu Academy, he was going to read through the thirteen Confucian classics carefully several times, carefully reading every word. But, lay a solid foundation.

As for the other arts, Zhao Rong promised Mr. Yan that he would learn them, but he didn't intend to expend too much energy...

Suddenly, Zhao Rong came back to his senses and remembered what happened last night. He kept reciting in his mouth, silently reciting in the heart lake.

"Old Gui, did you see Qingjun's heart lake clearly last night, how is her sword heart now?"

After Zhao Rong was turned away last night, he hurried back to his residence to rest, but he also forgot to ask about it, and Sword Spirit didn't know why, so he didn't take the initiative to say it.

He frowned slightly.

Gui was silent for a while, and when Zhao Rong couldn't help but was about to ask again, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"A good news, a bad news, which one do you want to hear."

"Bad." Zhao Rong said quickly without thinking.

"The bad news is that a first-class flying sword was destroyed and completely reduced to mediocrity."

"And your lady's heart lake is actually a strange lotus pond. This kind of vision of the heart lake of Jianxiu, like the alchemy room of the top-grade golden elixir, is a rare spectacle in the body of a practitioner. It is extremely rare, and it is purely due to God. Appreciate the food and eat, the gift of the Dao is wonderful..."

He paused.

"It's just that this heart lake in the lotus pond, where the first-class flying sword was bred, has been destroyed by half because of the closely related low-grade flying sword's spiritual loss...In the lotus pond, the Shenyun lotus is still there, but the silt in the pond too deep...

In fact, this is not a big problem at first, the lotus pond, it doesn't matter if there is more silt, but this lotus pond now lacks a source of running water to nourish the lotus pond, and it is impossible for the lotus to achieve the meaning of being clean and not demonic. It's a pity that it dries up, it's a pity, it's a pity that this lotus pond can come back to life only by this crucial step. "

The sound of reading in Zhao Rong's mouth gradually weakened, and in the end, only mouth shapes remained.

He remained silent, and said in his heart, "What about the good news?"

Gui lightly coughed, "Concubine Zhao Ling has two first-class flying swords, one of which was destroyed, ahem, it's not too much of a hindrance if most of the rare wonders of the Heart Lake are destroyed, she also has a first-class flying sword, as long as you work hard, you can do it." Opportunity to reach the top of swordsmanship, it's just that the advancement may not be as fast as before, but...

This is not certain, isn't it? Two first-class flying swords are certainly a good thing, but for a pure sword cultivator, it is better to focus on one sword. Of course, if her two first-class flying swords complement each other and complement each other , that is indeed a big loss, but who knows..."

As he spoke, Sword Spirit's voice became smaller and smaller.

Zhao Rong's face darkened, "Why do I feel that it's all bad news?"

Gui wanted to nod his head in agreement, but he was worried about something happening, so he said firmly:

"You have to think about it this way, the worst thing didn't happen, at least she left a first-class flying sword, which is definitely enough for her to surpass most of her peers on the mountain, and she is probably one of the top few people in Wangque Taiqing Mansion. One, this is already a blessing in misfortune, Zhao Rong, don't be too greedy, don't forget that you are a waste of talent, and you still worry about other evil geniuses..."