i have a sword fairy

Li Bai nodded, but glanced at Zhao Rongying's vigorous new look, the small white jade sword hanging from his shoulder, and the empty scabbard around his waist.

He suddenly asked: "Have you seen that divorced girl named Luo Xiu?"

Zhao Rong nodded and glanced at Uncle Bai, not surprised that he met and knew Luo Xiu.

In Xingzi Town before, Li Bai followed him the whole time.

When Zhao Rong "released life" had the sleeves of the pure white cold palace, the man was also there...

Li Bai showed a little hesitation on his face, as if he wanted to remind something.

On the mountain road, Zhao Rong was dressed in white and had black hair. Both the clothes and hair were flowing, untied, and fluttering slightly.

He didn't look at Li Bai next to him.

Zhao Rong knew that he was going to mention the matter of Luoxiu Chunbai Hangong, and reminded him to hurry up and think about the "kind words" to Qing Jun and Qian'er.

At this time, he silently took out the Confucian turban from the sumeru, and skillfully tied his black hair into a crown.

When he tied his hair, Zhao Rong raised his head slightly, revealing a thin and handsome face with sharp edges and corners, with distinct features like a sculpture.

Like the sword-browed and star-eyed, heroic and sassy.

It attracted the sideways glances of the string girls passing by them on the surrounding mountain roads.

All of a sudden, there were quite a few proud and beautiful women who stopped in place, staring straight at Zhao Rong, their eyes fixed on his face...

It seems... so handsome that it affects the traffic on the road a bit.

Li Bai: "..."

Zhao Rong turned his head suddenly, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Bai. I've already had my measure."

Li Bai nodded, "That's fine, uncle won't say much, anyway, it's your young couple..."

He paused, then silently changed his name: "...the life of the four young people."

Zhao Rong: "...???"

Small family of four?

Him, Qingjun, Qian'er, and Li Bai, who are they referring to?

Zhao Rong didn't think of Zhu Yourong for a while.

The main reason is that he didn't know that not long ago in the Imperial Mausoleum, three women had 'infighting' secretly broke out in a small Shura field...

Just when Zhao Rong wondered if Li Bai learned about Su Xiaoxiao from somewhere.

Li Bai looked calmly at the sights of Li Nu from all directions.

Well, he skipped all of them perfectly, and landed on the brat next to him who could provoke a girl's heart even if he frowns.

Right now, because the two of them are close to the top of Jiyue Mountain, there are quite a few stringed musicians who belong to the Lefang Division passing by on this mountain road...

Walking with Zhao Rong, Li Bai felt a little pressure.

Well, really just a little bit.

So he resolutely proposed to return to the imperial mausoleum immediately, and Zhao Rong naturally had no objection.

The man holding the sword put his hand on the shoulder of the white-clothed Confucian scholar, and led him away against the wind.

Only a group of divorced women who felt lost and somewhat reluctant were left in place.

The air in place was silent for a moment, the girls looked at me and I looked at you, as if they also noticed their impoliteness and wrong reaction just now.

The atmosphere was quite embarrassing, and then they ran away quickly with red cheeks.

Chapter 5 Seventy One Embrace, Three Beauties

Imperial Mausoleum.

Outside the main hall, inside the tomb passage.

Three women are 'patiently' waiting.

"Why isn't Uncle Bai coming back?"

I don't know how many times Xiaoqian'er has said this sentence.

Both Zhao Lingfei and Zhu Yourong were speechless.

No one could answer the girl's question.

At this time, the positions of the three women in the tomb passage are quite interesting.

Concubine Zhao Ling stood on one side of the tomb passage together with Xiao Qian'er, while Zhu Yourong stood alone on the other side of the tomb passage.

There is a clear distinction between the two parties, but there is some sort of gap between them.

However, because Zhao Rong has not been found for a long time, the urgent matter has not been resolved, and the atmosphere is dignified and tense. They are all rude, and there is nothing wrong with not communicating with each other. It can be explained.

But in the end, only they should know.

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong either closed or lowered their eyes, communicating with their respective helping hands from the outside world.

Not long after, Concubine Zhao Ling opened her eyes. She was holding the Communication Jade Gourd in her hand, with a puzzled expression on her pretty face.

The news from Mr. Bai is not ideal.

He lost contact with the snow-white sword energy that remained in the scabbard beside Zhao Rong.

The place that the teleportation circle in the hall can teleport to may not be as simple as Li Bai said.

But what made Concubine Zhao Ling a little more relaxed was that Mr. Bai was on his way to the imperial mausoleum, and he seemed to have brought a powerful helper, who seemed to be a senior from Tianya Jiange.

Concubine Zhao Ling had already decided that when Li Bai came back, she would directly order him to take her, Mr. Bai, and Senior Tianya Jiange through the teleportation.

She couldn't wait any longer, so if she destroyed the special custom of that 'local ancient force', then destroy it.

Concubine Zhao Ling will bear all the consequences alone.

Not far away, a woman in a Confucian shirt seemed to have made a similar decision.

Out of the corner of Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes, Mr. Zhu, who had a good relationship with her husband, turned around directly, entered the hall, and 'checked' the magic circle, without discussing anything with them.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't say anything, and waited for Zhu Yourong to leave the tomb passage.

She always maintained the same calm look in front of Qian'er and outsiders, a little loose, and some haggard and tired pale complexion appeared on her pretty face.

Little Qian'er couldn't rest for a moment in the tomb passage, holding her husband's severed arm, walking back and forth, staring at the entrance of the tomb passage intently.

"It's outrageous!"

The girl's peach blossom eyes were red and swollen, and she should have a lovely appearance, but she had a stern face and gritted her teeth.

The girl with autumn eyes turned her head silently and looked at a bloody handprint left by someone on the wall of the tomb next to her.

She raised her hand, shrank it again, and finally covered it with her jade hand. The moment she touched the wall brick, her five fingers trembled. It seemed that because of the cold touch from the wall brick of the tomb passage, the woman with autumn eyes turned paler. Somewhat, against the bloody handprint that Zhao Rong had pressed on the wall, her body was a little precarious.

At this moment, Xiao Qian'er, who was walking back and forth in the tomb passage, stopped suddenly.

Nailed in place.

Like a sharp and cold sword.

She was silent for a few breaths, and then walked out of the tomb without saying a word.

The girl waited no longer.

Holding the severed arm that was about to drip out of blood, she walked directly to the outside of the imperial mausoleum, and at the same time grabbed a communication jade gourd from her bosom to contact a certain 'shameful' man.

Concubine Zhao Ling closed her eyes and supported the wall without stopping her.

Xiaoqian'er, who was walking to the entrance of the tomb, waited for the communication jade gourd to be connected by a person in the distance, and directly shouted angrily at it:

"You, where did you die? Get out of here!"

On the other side of the communication jade gourd, the person who received the girl's angry order seemed to be trying to digest her words.

The atmosphere over there was quiet.

then.

"receive."

There is a man's voice that is magnetic and gentle.

It came out from the small jade gourd.

Yet it strikes like a thunderbolt.

The tender body of the girl with a broken arm froze on the spot.

It's like a dynamic picture freezes and pauses instantly.

All the anger, all the rudeness, all the indifference of Xiaoqian'er was like a hard fist smashed into a ball of cotton candy.

Soft and soft, no more strength.

The girl's bloodless lips trembled, ah, ah, "...I..."

There was only one word in his throat that he was willing to squeeze out.

The girl who was originally angry and indifferent suddenly squatted down, held the jade gourd in her hand, and whispered: "Brother Rong, you... where are you..."

Her tone was crying, with seven points of joy and three points of pleading.

It seemed that he was deeply afraid that if his voice was a little louder, the man on the other side of the communication jade gourd would be scared away.

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling in the tomb passage and Zhu Yourong in the main hall instantly noticed that Zhao Qian'er was abnormal.

Although they couldn't hear the private sound transmission in the communication jade gourd, they immediately noticed the sudden change of reaction and weak tone of Xiaoqian'er.

The second daughter instantly came to the little girl who was clutching the jade gourd, and held her breath for a moment.

At this moment, they all forgot the estrangement and cold rejection they had before.

The man on the other side of the communication jade gourd smiled, and came over via voice transmission, "You idiot, second lady, look ahead."

With red eyes, Xiao Qian'er immediately raised her head.

In the next second, in the darkness at the end of the tomb passage, a streamer flew towards at a high speed, arrived at the position of the three women in an instant, and hovered in front of Xiaoqian'er suddenly.

This is a small white jade sword with strange moon patterns.

At the moment it is trembling with joy, circling happily around the hostess.

"Autumn... swing..."

Xiaoqian'er was stunned, the familiar and mysterious connection with the swing was faintly reestablishing in her heart.

Like a number of long-dried ponds, re-introducing running water.

At this time, as if they had noticed something again, the three girls suddenly turned their heads together, their beautiful eyes widened, and they looked at the deep tomb passage where the swing emerged.

At this moment, in the darkness there, a young Confucian scholar in white clothes and a jade crown came smiling.

He held the exquisite jade gourd with one hand, and the brand new scabbard around his waist with the other.

Behind him, followed by a green man holding a sword.

But at this moment, the attention of the three women is obviously not given to the latter, the old outsider is used to it.

"Husband!"

"Ziyu!"

"Brother Wu Ronger!"

The three girls exclaimed in surprise almost at the same time, and they all rushed towards Zhao Rong who was ten steps away.

However, when the three women couldn't control themselves and ran a few steps away, a rather embarrassing thing happened.

Zhao Rong, who was smiling and opened his arms to greet him, well, he only has one arms.

And at this moment, there were three women who rushed over almost at the same time.

A certain old 'outsider' saw it most clearly at this time.

Li Bai stood behind Zhao Rong. Looking from this angle, he soon noticed the 'little' changes in the positions of the three women after they ran a few steps away.

The first is Zhu Yourong, she was originally the closest to Zhao Rong, because she was standing in front of Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er before.

At this time, Zhao Rong appeared, Zhu Yourong turned around, and he was less than ten steps away from her.