i have a sword fairy

Sword Spirit suppressed a smile, serious.

Zhao Rong nodded, "Then you have to take a good look to see if it is as powerful as you."

Hearing someone's praise, Gui couldn't help but let out a small gasp, and just wanted to reply to him, but Zhao Rong's words came again.

"However, even if it is, it shouldn't be the kind that talks too much nonsense." He nodded and analyzed seriously: "After all, peerless powers like you are too rare."

Return: "..."

The air was quiet for a moment.

"Zhao Rong, you are saying that I talk too much nonsense."

"Hush!" Zhao Rong suddenly raised his index finger.

Sword Spirit reacts quickly, and does not act as a pig teammate at critical moments.

It looked outside through the brow chakra, and sure enough, the waterfall by the pool was suddenly divided into two by a force.

Between the two diverging small waterfalls, a figure of a woman walked out.

This figure is plump, with fluttering white clothes, and graceful steps...

After a few breaths.

Zhao Rong, who was hiding on the tree trunk, heaved a sigh of relief.

Well, it's not some kind of powerful behind-the-scenes, he knows this woman.

It is the snow silkworm.

The Fengyi female official of Le Fang Division is second only to Da Si Le Mujin.

Zhao Rong muttered, "So, she was ordered by the Dugu clan to handle the dragon coffin's entry into the imperial mausoleum? But why did she choose to do it in the middle of the night? Also, what was she doing inside alone just now, check?"

But immediately, before he had time to raise some new doubts, there was a new movement beside the pool.

The plump woman named Snow Silkworm glanced coldly at the circle, and then nodded her chin at Jinghou's pair of string girls.

The Xianle Li girls immediately stepped forward, leading the pair of masked white-clothed girls behind them.

Zhao Rong's eyes immediately fell on the latter.

There were 18 of these women in white clothes. Their faces could not be seen clearly. They were tall and short. Most of them were slender. They should be young women.

Even the shortest one among them, look at this head, seems to be an underdeveloped little girl.

Zhao Rong frowned.

Gui Hao said: "Hey, Zhao Rong, who are these people?"

He thought for a while, "The imperial mausoleum is about to be closed, and they were brought in blindfolded...then most likely they are noble concubines and beauties from the late Emperor Dali's harem. This is to...be buried alive."

"Tsk tsk, is that the former rivals of the Empress Dowager Dali?" Jian Ling smiled, "So, the Dugu clan sent them all in under the name of righteousness? Well, as for her Why don't you go in and accompany her, my son is the emperor, and she is the empress dowager."

Zhao Rong didn't speak, but frowned, feeling something was wrong.

That Dugu family is not like a woman with a small belly, although she can act, um, most beautiful women can act, let alone those who have entered the imperial family.

But he felt that the Dugu family should not take this opportunity to send all the concubines of the late emperor Dali to be buried in the imperial mausoleum just for the sake of political reputation.

After all, what she did was too cruel and would attract criticism, which is exactly what she wants to avoid right now.

However, it is understandable that these things were chosen to be carried out quietly in the early hours of the morning, so as to avoid being known by too many people.

But a certain beautiful widow never expected that he would come out to relax in the middle of the night, and he could still see the dragon aura and find the location of the imperial tomb...

Gui looked at the front for a few moments, "Hey, Zhao Rong, what do you think?"

Zhao Rong pondered for a moment, then said softly:

"If Dugu wants to kill them, he should have a lot of means, so it's not like this... However, maybe it's because the woman is jealous, she loves this Emperor Dali very much?"

He was also uncertain about his tone.

Returning his gaze, he chuckled lightly:

"Heh, there are such young girls. Doesn't that Emperor Dali seem to be not as wise as you praise? At least in terms of female sex, he is not taboo about meat and vegetables, and he is almost catching up with Mr. Zhao's taste. It's really good. "

"???"

A certain young Confucian scholar was stunned for a moment, and the little question marks on his forehead couldn't be suppressed...

Where am I punished?

So, someone hiding on the tree trunk strongly objected: "What the hell is my taste? How did you drag me into it? Give me a hammer."

Sword Spirit nodded and said: "I have seen a lot of those scenes in the lake of your heart. When your eldest wife and second wife were still babies, didn't you, a scumbag, start attacking?"

"..."

Zhao Rong couldn't suppress his blood pressure, and protested:

"Aren't I also a doll at that time? It's not right for the doll to attack the doll. How did you slander the romantic incident of the boss's banquet as a black hand? Do childhood sweethearts understand, do childhood sweethearts understand?"

Gui nodded, "I don't really understand, I only know that you are not as good as a rabbit?"

Zhao Rong couldn't help being curious, "What's wrong with the rabbit... the rabbit?"

"Rabbits know not to eat grass beside their nests." The tone was leisurely.

"..."

Just between the two of them, "you answer a sentence and I answer a sentence", the scene at this moment is a different scene.

In front of the waterfall, Snow Silkworm stood silently behind his hands behind his back.

The stringed women escorted the masked women, past her who was watching coldly, into the separated waterfall.

Zhao Rong looked intently, and there seemed to be a dark corridor inside the waterfall...

After roughly figuring out what happened on the field, Zhao Rong didn't leave immediately.

He hid in the tree and waited for some time.

Still no strange big villains suddenly appeared, honestly read out the plan and conspiracy or something.

"Is it just a normal dragon coffin entering the mausoleum..."

Zhao Rong murmured softly, although he was a little disappointed that he didn't get the secret joy of uncovering the conspiracy, but he didn't leave immediately.

The main reason is that Xuecan, who is a female official of Fengyi, is present, which is different from when she came.

I don't know how well she cultivated, whether he will be found if he sneaks away.

In addition...

The young Confucian scholar restrained his breathing more subtlely, and at the same time, his gaze gradually shifted towards the trembling group of people in a certain direction...

After about a stick of incense.

The stringed women who entered the waterfall corridor returned one after another.

As expected by Zhao Rong, they were the only ones who returned, and none of the masked and blindfolded women in white clothes they brought in came out.

Among the group of String Music Li girls, the leader nodded slightly to Snow Silkworm.

The latter nodded and led her away from the waterfall.

In an instant, the split waterfall flow merged into one.

From the outside, there is nothing artificial about this waterfall.

If outsiders don't know about it, they probably won't find out that there is something strange on the cliff behind this waterfall...

Chapter 496 All Mortals

At this time, beside the waterfall pool.

Snow Silkworm took out a gizmo similar to a compass, and twirled it with her fingers.

After a few breaths, the water flow upstream of the waterfall seemed to be affected by someone somewhere upstream.

The water flow suddenly became violent and accelerated.

The waterfall is even more spectacular, completely covering the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.

Snow Silkworm looked at the waterfall, nodded, took out a bronze token, and threw it at the silent black-armored guards.

Among the Black Armored Forbidden Army, a leader-like general at the forefront received the copper token, which seemed to be engraved with a crescent moon.

He took a closer look, bowed his hands and saluted.

"Go downstream and don't dirty the pool."

Xue Cang gave some instructions, took out a light veil to cover her face, and then left with the other veiled string girls.

Before leaving, they faced the direction of Jiyue Mountain, bowed their heads and performed a devout crescent moon ceremony, all whispering:

"Two points to the bright moon, leave and return."

At this moment, among the trembling royal mausoleum craftsmen, someone knelt down and begged for mercy:

"Fairy...Fairy! Please spare the villain. I put down my wife and children and traveled all the way to build the tomb for the late emperor for three years. During this period, I was always in the dark, and I was never careless... Please forgive us!"

"The fairies have a lot of adults..."

"Me too, me too, please forgive me..."

Snow silkworm took the string and left the girls without turning their heads.

They didn't take a look at the imperial mausoleum craftsmen.

As if they didn't exist.

Behind them, those Imperial Mausoleum craftsmen who were vaguely aware of their fate, howled...

Someone wanted to run, but before taking a few steps, they retreated under the cold sword light of the black-armored guardsmen.

On the field, a whole lot of chaos was suppressed.

The black-armored general was tall, wearing a heavier and stronger black armor than other soldiers, covering his face, looking down on the expression on his face. At this time, he was facing the direction where Xuecan and the others were leaving, as if waiting for the girls to go away.

After a while, General Hei Jia turned his head slightly, without looking behind him, he walked towards a certain direction indifferently.

The twenty black-armored guards set off in tacit agreement, pressing down the group of crying imperial mausoleum craftsmen, and following in the footsteps of the former.

That direction is the downstream of the waterfall river...

"Hey Zhao Rong, what are you looking at? Let's go, go up the mountain to see the moon, what's the point of seeing a group of men? Ha, are you bored enough to save people?"

On a certain tree trunk, the sword spirit urged, saying this, it was also amused by itself, and shook its head.

However, a certain young Confucian scholar did not reply.

Gui's words gradually froze, if it could show its face, then it is estimated that Gui's face would gradually become serious at this moment.

"No, you..."

Zhao Rong lowered his head and patted his sticky gray sleeves, thanked him with a light smile, "Good idea, I just happened to be bored, so I'll listen to you."

Words fall.

The two leaves above floated down gently.

There is no one on the tree trunk...

In the forest, a voice said solemnly:

"Zhao Rong, everyone has their own destiny..."

Another voice interrupted softly, "I am also a mortal."

……

At this time, in the lush forest beside the waterfall, the soldiers and torches that originally stood at ten paces had disappeared.

It's as if what happened a while ago never happened.

However, deep in the forest, there is a strange team flowing down the river, heading deeper.

Occasionally, some screams and cries faintly leaked from the gaps in the leaves.

The black-armored general and twenty black-armored guards, pressing down nearly a hundred craftsmen of the royal tomb involved in core secrets, stopped in a deep open space.

The clearing was knee-deep with dead yellow leaves.