i have a sword fairy

At this moment, Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched, and he immediately said to the lady:

"Qing Jun, I think it's better not to go out now, or... sit down for a while... Well, the movement of the bamboo horse and sword chant just now seems to be quite loud, so if I go out now, I will probably be surrounded and questioned." Asking about that may delay Qian'er and I's trip back to Dali at night, I think... it's better to keep a low profile."

His tone was sincere, but when he heard that Zhao Rong still wanted to stay here, Zhao Xifu quit immediately, waved his hands and said, "No, you kid, hurry up and get out with those bachelors outside."

Zhao Rong pretended not to hear and didn't go to see him.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled apologetically at Zhao Xifu, then turned to Zhao Rong and said:

"I think so too, but you and Qian'er have to catch the Yunhai Ferry at night, so you can't delay, and you can't stay here for a long time. Besides, Mr. Zhu and the others have something to do, so you can't chatter."

Zhao Rong nodded and pondered for a moment, "How about this, Qingjun, you go out alone first, and return to Taiqing Mansion with the teachers. Qian'er, Mr. Zhu, the little girl and I will wait for you to leave, and everyone outside the door will disperse. Go, and then leave..."

Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhu Yourong and the others thought about it for a while, and felt that this method was moderate and safe, and they couldn't think of any other method right now, so they all nodded in agreement.

After everyone discussed it properly, they said goodbye with words.

Concubine Zhao Ling carefully looked at her husband for a while, then turned around, ready to go out first.

Zhao Rong suddenly took a step forward, grabbed her hand, and pulled the lady into his arms.

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head, her ears turned red, "Why?" Her voice was as small as a mosquito.

Zhao Rong was silent.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked up at him, and said in a low voice:

"Don't worry, Senior Yue is actually quite a nice person, but his temper is a bit straighter. I will explain your affairs to him after I go out later. Senior is very easy to talk to. And tonight, you are going to... to God The glass of wine I asked for..."

The girl with autumn eyes paused, and looked at the closed wooden door. Outside the door were all fellow sword cultivators attracted by Hsinchu Horse's sword chant.

What an honor this is for a sword cultivator, and she, Concubine Zhao Ling, can experience it for the second time!

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head proudly, squinted her eyes slightly, "Once the older senior finds out, he will understand that I did not choose the wrong husband, and will not misunderstand you again."

Zhao Rong was startled, looking at the lady's bright eyes and her petite appearance, he pursed his lips, and after a while, shook his head.

"I'm not going to say that."

Concubine Zhao Ling had a puzzled expression on her face.

Zhao Rong bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "I said before, as long as I owe you, I will definitely repay you double."

He turned his head and glanced at the purple sword and bamboo horse following Concubine Zhao Ling, shook his head lightly, and murmured as if to himself:

"It's still not enough."

Concubine Zhao Ling stared blankly at Zhao Rong.

Just as she was about to shake her head and say something else, she was nudged by Zhao Rong with a sudden smile, "Go quickly. Wait for me to come back."

Concubine Zhao Ling was quiet for a moment, then nodded.

She turned around and just took a few steps, when she suddenly turned her head back and returned to Zhao Rong's side. She deftly took off the white jade from her slender waist and tied it around his waist.

The woman's eyes are focused and she is fastened carefully.

"Wear it, safe."

She lowered her head and said something softly, turned around, and walked towards the door again.

"Sister Zhao, wait."

However, at this moment, a girl's voice sounded in the room.

Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhao Rong and the others were taken aback for a moment, but when they looked back, it turned out to be Su Xiaoxiao.

Before Zhao Rong frowned and thought about it, the little fox demon suddenly stepped out from behind Zhu Yourong, lowered his fox eyes, grabbed a certain piece of fabric with his two little hands, and came to Concubine Zhao Ling.

"Sister Zhao, your hair hasn't been tied yet. My grandma said... After a woman has a lover, she can't loose her hair casually..."

The little fox demon who combs her beautiful temples seriously when she gets up every day, said seriously to Concubine Zhao Ling, who has black hair hanging down her waist.

The latter looked at her carefully, nodded with a smile, and prepared to take a hair tie.

"I... I will help you."

Su Xiaoxiao, who lowered her head, didn't wait for Concubine Zhao Ling to react, and quickly came behind her, and helped her tie her hair carefully.

It turned out that what the little fox demon was holding was a folded pale pink ribbon.

Concubine Zhao Ling was startled, but she didn't refuse. After Su Xiaoxiao tied the blue silk for her, she looked into the little girl's eyes and said, "When you have nothing to do in the future, you can come to Nanci Jingshe to find me. Live in Qinglianxuan."

"Oh." Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head, nodded her head dumbly, but her eyes drifted to the ground next to her.

Zhao Rong's face was as usual, without the slightest expression or interjection.

Quietly looking at Qing Jun and Xiao Xiao who tied her hair.

Concubine Zhao Ling finally smiled and glanced at everyone, especially stopping at her husband.

Then, she came to the closed shop door.

In the next second, there was a "squeak".

The door of Xia Chong Zhai was pushed open from the inside...

Inside and outside Jingwa Alley, under countless different gazes.

I saw a woman with autumn eyes, carrying a purple sword, stepping out calmly from the gate of Xia Chongzhai.

She looked calm and looked at everyone: "The first seat, Senior Sister Ning..."

The girl with autumn eyes greeted her lightly.

"..."

"..."

The burly old man who was stroking his beard and carrying the white deer frowned slightly, "Girl Zhao, why are you... here." For some reason, the old man's voice became weaker.

"Junior Sister Zhao..." The brothers and sisters from the same school in Xiaoyao Mansion were surprised at this moment.

And Ning Ying, who just arrived not long ago, was chatting softly with the junior sister and younger brother of Xiaoyao Mansion. At this time, seeing this familiar junior sister, she smiled softly and was surprised, "Junior Concubine Ling."

Just after the sounds of surprise, the gazes of countless sword cultivators inside and outside the alley began to coincidentally fall on the strange purple sword beside the quiet Concubine Zhao Ling.

The inside and outside of Jingwa Alley gradually fell into a deathly silence.

Then...

"Crash--!"

A piece of boiling.

……

Just when the first Vietnamese star in Xiaoyao Mansion almost pulled out his beard, everyone was astonished.

Ning Ying squinted her eyes, and looked directly over Concubine Zhao Ling's shoulder, looking into the door behind her.

There seemed to be a gray-clothed man with a beard, leaning against the half-closed door, looking at them...

Ning Ying turned her wonderful eyes, and looked at the purple sword that seemed to contain terrifying power and power.

The red-clothed woman who was really a white dragon had a twinkle in her eyes.

……

Concubine Zhao Ling pushed the door out and appeared behind her.

Xia Chong Zhai experienced bursts of heat and great movement.

Zhao Rong and the others waited quietly in the hall inside the gate for a long time. Finally, the footsteps in Jingwa Alley gradually became less and less.

Most of the sword cultivators who came after hearing the sword chanting outside the door did not stay long and left one after another after discovering a somewhat unbelievable answer.

Tomorrow, the news about Zhao Lingfei, the number one genius in the Taiqing Mansion, casting a first-class sword will be completely spread throughout Duyou City, and then the shocking waves will spread layer by layer, until... the reputation of this girl from the Zhao family resounds throughout the entire city. On the mountain of Wangquezhou, and then, the reputation of the South Xiaoyaozhou, which will spread far and wide for the prosperity of swordsmanship...

However, although many people have left, there are also a small number of people who have been lingering outside Jingwa Alley, and they don't know what their purpose is.

Inside the door, Zhao Rong and his party frowned, a little inconvenient to go out.

Zhao Xifu opened the cracked wooden door and closed it again with a bang.

He folded his arms and said in a bad mood: "Come on, let's change the door."

"Is there another door?" Zhao Rong was curious and thought for a while, "Didn't you just say that you run a serious store?"

Zhao Xifu had a straight face, "Is there a problem with the side door of the serious store?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

Everyone in the hall: "..."

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

At this moment, Li Xueyou who didn't know when came to the door to peek at the scene outside, suddenly bid farewell to Zhao Rong and the others.

"Mr. Zhu, Sister Yu...Brother Ziyu, I...my father seems to be here, at the entrance of the alley..." Li Xueyou said shyly.

Zhao Rong came to his senses and understood what she meant.

He didn't ask too much, just smiled and told Brother Xueyou to be careful.

"Yeah!" The shy girl quickly glanced at him and nodded vigorously.

Li Xueyou picked up a glass of Bingniang wine that had not been drunk on the dining table, lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, brother Ziyu, I...I have to talk to my father before I can drink it. But don't worry, my father will definitely let it go." , just to say..."

Zhao Rong suddenly understood why the little girl hesitated when pouring wine for her at the dinner table just now.

He didn't care too much, and nodded with a sunny smile, "It's okay."

"Thank you... thank you."

Afterwards, Li Xueyou went out from the gate and gently closed the shop door.

And Zhao Xifu took Zhao Rong, Zhu Yourong and his party, and left through a back door where the door was a stinking ditch.

This is the back door of the official door in the mouth of a certain shopkeeper. It may be because of the concealment. For the time being, there are no figures of those people at the main door.

Zhao Rong led the crowd away quickly.

Not long after, he and Zhu Yourong's daughters parted ways.

Zhu Yourong took Yu Huaijin and Jingzi back to the academy.

As for Zhao Rong, Zhao Qian'er decided to go to Taiqing Mansion first, and Xiao Qian'er had to go to Qinglianxuan to pick up her luggage.

So... I happen to go back to Taiqing Mansion with 'Miss Su'...

In a quiet and dark alleyway.

There are three people walking side by side.

Zhao Rong rolled his sleeves and walked on the far left.

Zhao Qian'er walked in the middle.

And Su Xiaoxiao is on the far right.

Zhao Qian'er was holding Zhao Rong's right arm while turning her head to talk to Su Xiaoxiao, telling her to go to Qinglianxuan to play frequently in the future when she is free.

A certain little fox demon responded gently.

At a certain moment, when walking to the dimly lit place, Zhao Rong quietly glanced at the little Qian'er who was in the middle.

The little girl's expression was normal, and she didn't realize the nature of her light bulb. At this moment, she was facing forward, looking at the road ahead.

Zhao Rong's footsteps were deliberately slow, and his head was slightly tilted back. He took the opportunity to look at Xiao Xiao on the far side from behind the small head covered by Zhao Qian'er.

What he didn't expect was... the little fox demon was looking sideways at him with the same movement.

Almost as soon as their eyes met, the two turned their heads away at the same time again.

After a few breaths, they both seemed to realize that there was no need to be so guilty, and the two looked at each other at the same time.

"..."

"..."

How come it's the same as the spy joint?

The atmosphere between the two is a bit awkward...

"Hmm..." After looking at each other for a while, the little fox demon turned her head and threw the back of her head to someone. She pursed her mouth slightly, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Zhao Rong covered his mouth and coughed lightly.