i have a sword fairy

"Zhao Rong, hurry up and ask your wife to show this bamboo horse. I can't see it more clearly due to the restriction of my soul and body. You let her take it out, and I will take a closer look. Hey, I always feel that this sword is a little bit Unusual, the things flowing on her body are a bit like the manifested river of time..."

Zhao Rong still ignored it, under the table, his hand interlocked with Qing Jun's bare hand full of brilliance.

She should be enduring some kind of pain, her fingertips turned white at this moment.

But it seemed that he was afraid of pinching him, and the clasped hands loosened forcefully, twitching slightly.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

In turn, he held her tightly with his big hands.

Zhao Xifu leaned against the door with his chest folded, and was tilting his head to listen to the chanting of the sword. He glanced at the closed wooden door in the dark night, and then turned his head to look at the bright and moving "jade man" in the hall.

The man in charge looked at the air above Concubine Zhao Ling's right shoulder, and reached out to touch his bearded chin, "The little guy's voice is quite loud, and this scene is quite loud."

This is definitely not the formation that ordinary first-class swords would have, because this 'sword chant' has been spread for nearly ten thousand miles, and it still has some momentum!

At this time in Xia Chong Zhai, everyone's attention was focused on Concubine Zhao Ling.

As time passed, at a certain moment, Concubine Zhao Ling's body was at its peak, and immediately she closed her eyes and took a deep breath as if she had finally overcome a certain difficult hurdle.

Afterwards, the divine brilliance flowing on her body melted into her skin as if sinking into the bottom of the water, and the radiance on her skin gradually faded.

Not long after, the woman with autumn eyes began to breathe steadily, and the stiff plain hand that was trying to relax, also moved again, and took the initiative to hold someone...

Concubine Zhao Ling felt the warmth of her husband's palm for a while.

At a certain moment, she stood up gently.

Raise your hand.

Gently twist one end of the ribbon between the hair with two fingers.

A pull.

The purple air ribbon slowly fell.

Three thousand blue silks sprinkled down like a waterfall.

The purple air scattered in all directions, churned violently, and condensed in an instant.

Ding-dong-!

Accompanied by a crisp sound like water dripping out of stone.

Above the right shoulder of the woman with autumn eyes.

A purple sword hangs upside down.

It's called a bamboo horse.

The bamboo horse of childhood sweetheart.

Chapter 445

Moonlit night, Duyou City.

A sudden clear sound of sword chant broke through the night in Duyou City... the night in Jianxiu's eyes.

In the lonely west city, the bustling market where mortals gather is still full of traffic and bustling.

It's just that occasionally a few pedestrians stopped in the noisy street, raised their heads and closed their eyes.

In the lonely east city, magnificent high-rise buildings, mansions with various decorations and secluded private houses stand in a row.

On Banyue Street, Xinyu Street, and Meilu Street in the west of Dongcheng, there are many big shops, bustling and bustling, and there are many pedestrians. It seems that it is not inferior to Xicheng Well.

At this time, in these streets, people stopped their movements from time to time.

There is a noble young man with a folding fan behind his back, who leisurely travels with his female companion. One second, he looks back to tease his female companion, but the next second his smile shrinks, and he closes his eyes and looks up, looking like he is looking at the moon.

There is a silent scribe sitting in a high-rise tavern, leaning on the railing under the red lantern on the roof and drinking heavily. He raised his head and drank half of the wine. Suddenly, the wine poured out and wet his clothes. at every turn.

There is also an extremely heavily guarded mansion near the main street. The closed windows of the exquisite small building are pushed open by slender hands, and the woman closes her eyes and listens...

All kinds of similar scenes centered on a small restaurant in a dilapidated alley in Duyou East City, and quickly 'spread'.

then……

The wealthy and noble son who was walking around the street with his girlfriend bid farewell to his girlfriend, and walked in a certain direction with his hands behind his back.

The scribe, half of his clothes soaked by the fine wine, adjusted his crown with both hands, and carrying a fringe sword, solemnly walked down the tall building slowly.

And in a small exquisite building in a certain mansion, the windows on the second floor were opened, and there was no one in the house...

In the city, there are many similar scenes.

At this time, if someone ignores the no-flying order of the Youlan Mansion in Duyou City, and looks down at the clouds high in the East City, they will find that there are different figures in all directions, radiating, slowly gathering towards Wutong Street in the middle ...

The night seems a little different tonight.

……

It is located in the Taiqing Four Mansions on the edge of Dongcheng.

About one tenth of the students in the mansion, who were scattered throughout the mansion, suddenly closed their eyes.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly opened his eyes with surprise on his face.

Almost all of them were wearing the white sword uniforms of Xiaoyao Mansion, with sword patterns tattooed on the sleeves.

And in the depths of Xiaoyao Mansion, in a certain simple hall, the bronze gate suddenly opened.

The sword is overflowing.

A burly old man with white hair and white clothes strode out, followed by a snow-white stag.

At the same time, in the four mansions of the Taiqing Dynasty, somewhere in the main hall of the Taiyi Mansion, a woman's voice came out, resounding throughout the mansion, "Deputy Palace Master Yue, why did you leave the customs all of a sudden?"

The voice paused, "Are you looking for Lord Palace Master? He is not in Duyou now."

"Senior Yue, what happened..." Afterwards, from Fuyao, Kunpeng and other mansions, there were also voices, either thick or deep, asking what happened.

The burly old man shook his sleeves with empty hands, and then put his back behind his back.

He looked to the north and laughed loudly:

"There is a sword chant, a very tiger sword chant, in Dongcheng! A baby gave birth to a first-class sword, hahahaha, listening to this movement, the momentum seems to be even bigger than the birth of the first-class swords of Miss Zhao and Girl Zhao The old man is going to take a good look at it and take it back to our Xiaoyao Mansion. We can’t let those old guys in the Jiange take the lead. Hahaha, it seems that this once-in-ten-thousand-year great world is really coming. First, there is the Zhao family The two girls, especially the eldest girl Zhao, have two first-class swords that look like lotuses, which I have never heard of..."

The burly old man paused for a moment, he didn't know what he thought of, and he snorted lightly:

"Hmph, there were some accidents later, it was because Miss Zhao was not deeply involved in the world, she was too innocent, and she was mistaken by the young people at the foot of the mountain, but...

"It's not a big problem! Miss Zhao is still the number one talent in the Haoran Realm of Taiqing Mansion. If she has a chance to break the record of the old guy who relies on the old and sells the old, the old man is also surnamed Zhao. I won't be fooled.

"It's just that I never expected that another powerful baby will appear tonight. The sound of sword chant is so loud, hahaha. I hope it's a boy, so I can put some pressure on the two girls of the Zhao family."

The burly old man laughed heartily.

In the four mansions of Taiqing, the few people of high status who had spoken out before in each mansion were all listening quietly at this moment, without interjecting.

This senior Yue, whose full name is Yue Xing, is the head of the Xiaoyao Mansion, and also the deputy head of the Fourth Mansion of Taiqing.

He is a native of Wangque Continent, and he was born in Wangque Taiqing Four Mansions when he was young. He was one of the best sword fairy embryos at that time, and his name is still engraved on the high place of Wangque Taiqing Tianjiao Record.

Later, the Vietnamese star traveled to Jiuzhou with a sword, asked swords everywhere, left for half his life, and finally returned to Wangque, entered the Taiqing Fourth Mansion to work and lived in seclusion to practice.

This older senior is extremely qualified in the four mansions of Taiqing, and loves to promote younger generations, and his peaches and plums are all over Wangque.

If it weren't for the fact that most of the masters of the four palaces of the Taiqing were airborne from Zhongzhou, and he had little desire for power, otherwise the word "deputy" would have been changed to "positive".

This burly old man has often retreated in recent years, but he still loves talents very much, and always pays attention to the practice of the young sword cultivators in the mansion.

Like in Xiaoyao Mansion, the Concubine Zhao Ling who overwhelms all her peers now is the one he first discovered, and she is very favored.

Viet Nam Xingli overcame all opinions, allowing her to skip the stage of Fuyao Mansion as soon as she entered the Taiqing Four Mansions, and directly joined Xiaoyao Mansion, the head of the hidden four mansions, to some extent became the same batch of students who entered the mansion. Our little sister...

The Vietnamese star even made the assertion that "this girl Tao Li must have been a golden elixir before", and Tao Li was 20 years old.

He endorsed Concubine Zhao Ling, making her famous in the four prefectures of Taiqing before she was in a state of greatness.

As for the doubts behind it and the rumors about the so-called illegitimate daughter, it was completely shattered the moment Concubine Zhao Ling opened the window one morning and stepped into the Haoran Realm with the first rays of dawn in the sky.

Most of the students in Xiaoyao Mansion still remember Zhao Lingfei's sword chanting when she entered Haoran, which made the sword cultivators within thousands of miles of Duyou City look sideways and gather outside the mansion, which is a rare occasion.

However, Junior Sister Zhao already belonged to their Xiaoyao Mansion, how could the seniors of Jiange and Duyou other sword sects snatch her away...

It's just that since Concubine Zhao Ling went back to her hometown at the beginning of the year, and then returned to the mansion, her cultivation has been stuck in a bottleneck.

So the discussion started again, which made the burly old man feel a little embarrassed...

Right now, Yue Xing touched the head of the white deer beside him, his figure flashed again and again like a phantom, and soon came to the gate.

"Originally, after leaving the customs in a few days, I will deal with the matter of the eldest girl first, and help her find Xiao Xiaoxiao at the foot of the mountain to seek justice, but now I will leave the customs ahead of time and go to Dongcheng to snatch the little doll, haha ​​I don't know this Is Xiaowa a boy or a girl, and which family's doll is it...Could it be...a side branch of the Zhao family?"

He muttered a few words to himself, smiled and shook his head, feeling that the possibility was unlikely.

The burly old man waved his big hand, "You are busy with your work, don't worry about this old man. Disciple of Xiaoyao Mansion, come out with this old man!"

He took a white deer with its head high and strode out of the gate of the Taiqing Mansion, leaving only a tall afterimage.

People in the mansion are not surprised, they are already familiar with this old man's character.

Xiaoyao Mansion suddenly became lively, and a large group of mansion students followed behind.

Many students from other mansions also followed, to join in the fun, and were very curious about the doll that the vice-management master Yue said might be comparable to or even surpassed Concubine Zhao Ling, who is so sacred...

4Chapter 16 Red dress and bare feet, the woman sees the sea

In the lonely east city, on a cliff by the sea.

A woman sat barefoot on a bluestone.

The skirt is red and spread beside the stone.

Where the skirt dragged on the floor, two small frosty white toes accidentally leaked out.

Close up into a symmetrical pair.

The snowy feet exposed under this pair of skirts are well-proportioned and delicate, round and white.

The ten big toes are smeared with blood red cardamom, slightly bent and closed, like a finely carved ruby, delicate and small.

It's just that occasionally a few grains of gravel stick between the two big toes.

If someone who loves feet is present, they will secretly worry and feel distressed, fearing that the sand and gravel will pierce the delicate jade skin.

But at this moment, the owner of the jade feet didn't seem to care, just now it was like walking barefoot on the beach and climbing the cliff with his shoes on.

On one side of the bluestone, there are also two red embroidered shoes, and the snow-white footwear is randomly rolled up and stuffed inside the shoes.

On the cliff, there is only the sound of the sea breeze blowing the woman's blue hair.

At this moment.

The pair of snow-covered feet exposed under the skirt, the sole of the right foot rests on the ground, the toe suddenly turns up, the big toe curls downward, and then...

He quietly scratched the itchy spot on the back of his left foot.

This scene was extremely short, and in the next second, the pair of playful and lovely snow feet returned to their original position, closing together obediently.

The woman in the scarlet dress sitting on the bluestone, her long legs were close together, her left knee rested on her thigh, and her palm-sized hibiscus face was supported by her palm.

At this moment, this young looking woman looked lazily, opened her mouth, covered her mouth with four fingers of her left palm, and yawned lazily.

One right hand is playing with a small wine red sword.

The little sword is very small and light, it flutters between her five fingers like a butterfly among flowers.

After the barefoot woman yawned, she drew her red lips with her white teeth.

She turned her wonderful eyes, continued to lightly gaze at the almond eyes, and looked at the Dadu estuary in the distance.

The woman on the bluestone on the top of the cliff under this month is guessing that she will be in her prime.

Double belts of hibiscus, hanging Yangjiao bun.

There is a beaded hairpin on the bun, with red tassels hanging from it, which complements the hair.

Her pair of almond eyes are lively and beautiful, with the tails of her eyes slightly turned up, making her charming and attractive.

However, if you look carefully, there is a kind of playful indifference hidden deep in the barefoot woman's eyes, which is a strange and indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

To put it simply, her temperament and image are definitely more suitable than some silly little fox demon to appear in the rainy nights in the deep mountains and old forests, and to play beauty tricks and so on.