heart pole

Ning Jingyuan took heavy steps, opened the back door of Qingshuang Pavilion, and what came into view was the lobby full of people, and the girls dressed in fancy clothes were welcoming the guests with smiles on their faces, and he walked in silence like this. Pass the noisy crowd and walk to the gate.What is Tranquility thinking at the moment.

In the Xilingxia assassination two days ago, the mastermind was Jiang Yuelou, but why did Li Qingzhou have the Jiangyuelou logo embroidered on his clothes?

Li Qingzhou was clearly chilled all over and was incapacitated, so why did he leave without saying goodbye?

Master went to pursue Jiang Yuelou, but there was no news, what happened?

The main hall of Qingshuang Pavilion is very large, with a hexagonal platform in the center, and translucent curtains are hung on the six-sided carved mahogany frame. Inside, there is a square wooden table with a carved jade chime and a round wooden stool with carved red coral. .

Such a swing should be used by Yiqin Ji, but it seems that the time has not come and no one is here.

Ning Jingyuan was thinking about problems while walking, because he had no intention of paying attention to the words of the people around him in this noisy environment, but after listening a lot, one or two sentences naturally fell into his ears.

"It's not that Shuang Ji Chenshi was promised to play, why was it suddenly postponed, which caused my uncle to come so early."

"You Qingshuang Pavilion has never violated the time, what happened today!"

"I heard that Shuang Ji has someone she secretly loves, could it be..."

At this time, the proprietress who hurried out from the backyard rushed to meet the guests and apologized for the guests. "Gentlemen, wait a moment, wait a moment, she will be ready soon."

"Ding." The highest pavilion of Qingshuang Pavilion is the fourth floor. Suddenly, there was an overtone from a room on the fourth floor. Ning Jingyuan didn't care at first, but then came the second sound, and the familiarity of the piano sound made him suddenly Recovering, "Three strings and six signs, seven strings and five signs." Could it be Li Qingzhou?He hurriedly asked the proprietress: "Boss, who is the piano player on the fourth floor?"

"Ah?" Hearing Ning Jingyuan's question, the proprietress immediately acted flustered, and then immediately realized that her reaction was inappropriate, and hurriedly replied: "That's the number one card in Qingshuang Pavilion—Shuang Ji. She won't wait today I'm sorry, little hero, you can only come next time..."

Before Tranquility could say anything, the rich men behind the proprietress jumped up first. "What? No more hospitality! Ma'am, that's not what you said just now, are you fooling me?"

The whole lobby was noisier and even a little messy than before, but Ning Jingyuan stopped quietly for a long time, but he couldn't hear the sound of the piano from that room again. He shook his head and squeezed through the crowd without saying a word. Get out and continue towards the door.The proprietress behind her, who was busy comforting the customer, let out a long sigh of relief as she watched him leave.

"Ah!" Just as Ning Jingyuan was about to step over the threshold of Qingshuang Pavilion, a woman in the room on the fourth floor where the sound of the piano was heard earlier exclaimed.

But what caught Ning Yuan's attention even more was the ethereal cry of the blade in the exclamation. It was only those who had been with the sword for many years and listened to the sound of the sword could capture the moment when the sword was unsheathed and pierced through the sky. Naruto!

The one who uttered the sword cry was a pale golden long sword, which quietly drilled a hole in the door like a golden arrow piercing yellow paper, and a scarlet gold afterimage flashed, and the long sword moved towards Qingshuang Pavilion. The gate flew straight.

And at the gate of Qingshuang Pavilion, the No. 1 person who noticed this change standing there - Tranquil Yuan.

His pair of deep blue eyes were filled with cold light, and he drew out the long silver sword on his back.

"Bang!" Without any hesitation, Ning Jingyuan slashed the wind with his sword, and the silver light and golden light intersected.

The proprietress was also dazed by the radiant eyes, and when she saw that the long sword fell to the ground and there was no movement, she hurriedly walked towards Ning Jingyuan, although she seemed a bit reluctant, she still thanked her again and again: "Thank you, young man, Thank you, young hero."

Ning Jingyuan looked down at the long sword for a long time - the blade is three feet three feet long, and the whole body is golden in color. When it broke through the air just now, it clearly felt the waves of flames, which indicated that it was a sword with a breath of flames flowing all over it. .

He bent down to pick up the sword, and when he touched it, he felt a heat flow into his palm. He raised his head, looked at the room on the fourth floor and said, "A sword of this level must have a cold container. The scabbard Most of them are made of bamboo and wood, which cannot bear the heat of this sword."

"What?" The proprietress was taken aback, but she hadn't reacted yet.

Ning Jingyuan still maintained a peaceful expression, but his eyes looked extremely cold. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and said, "I'll ask the proprietress again, did you see a white jade qin?"

"Mother, I..." The proprietress was sweating coldly, and was about to argue.

"You don't need to look for it, the piano you want is here." Suddenly, beside the fragrant wood railing of the four-story pavilion, a woman in a white gauze dress stood, her voice was cold and gentle, her appearance was charming and elegant, and she held a piece of paper in her hand. The Qin with broken patterns of white jade and green frost—it was the one that belonged to Li Qingzhou earlier.

Tranquility looked at the woman in white from a distance, her expression didn't change much, but the customers who were still in shock just now cheered one after another because of the woman's appearance.

"Where are people?" Tranquility asked.The woman didn't say a word, but just cast her gaze to the proprietress beside him.

Tranquility held the pale golden long sword backwards, and the tip of the sword silently pointed at the proprietress.

"He doesn't look like he's going to die... so I... buried him in a mound five miles outside the north city." The proprietress faltered.

"This is really evil." The two handymen in Qingshuang Pavilion yawned from time to time and struggled to straighten the shovel in their hands, while Li Qingzhou lay motionless on the stretcher beside him, his face was serene, completely uneasy. Like a person about to be buried alive.

It can be seen that this place is all wasteland and wasteland. Ever since they carried Li Qingzhou out of Qingshuang Pavilion in Yinshi, the stretcher fell off for no reason, fell down for no reason, and the city gate was suddenly closed. not up.

"Don't waste your energy in vain." Suddenly, a young man in white clothes and robes walked quickly from a distance. He was 17 years old and was childish. He carried a white long sword on his back and held a light golden long sword in his hand.

"You...you are from the Yunxuan Sect last night!" the handyman shouted in panic.

"This sword is so eager to protect the Lord. Beyond Qianxun, it has shocked the artifacts in your hands." Ning Jingyuan raised the long sword in his hand, put his left hand on the sword, closed his eyes gently, and said: "This Xun Mi The sound of the master's sword is so real." Just as he was speaking, a red gleam appeared on the sword body.

"Let's go." Tranquility Yuan said flatly, squatting down and putting down the sword, lifted Li Qingzhou's arm, and felt his pulse.

The moment it touched the wrist, the bone-piercing coldness was like an ice spider gushing out of a cold cave ravaged by a thousand-year-old wind, carrying frost teeth and biting every intruder. Even Ning Yuan, who is good at ice swordsmanship, was shocked. .

His usually peaceful face suddenly changed, and his heart sank.Look at Li Qingzhou's face lying quietly on his back, as white as the moonlight reflected on the river, spotless and without any other color.

The sound of a carriage came from the north city gate in the distance, and it stopped a few steps behind Ning Jingyuan. A little girl dressed as a maid walked out of the carriage, and then opened the curtain. Get out of the car, turn your back to Tranquility and Yuan Yingying, and then say: "Young master, I'm sorry, the little girl Qingshuangge Shuangji. Auntie did not do things properly before, please don't blame her." The soft voice makes people feel like a spring breeze, but Can't blow into the ears of tranquility far away at this time.

After a while, seeing Ning Jingyuan staring at Li Qingzhou's quiet face without making a sound, the woman who claimed to be Shuang Ji looked at it, and then said: "He has been poisoned by cold, and now he has completely flared up."

As soon as these words came out, even though Ning Jingyuan still maintained a calm posture, he couldn't hide the trembling of his palms. He glanced back slightly: "What poison, can you save it?"

The woman in white shook her head and said, "No. No doctor can save him. Besides, the little girl is just a Qin Ji."

"So, you came here to tell me that he's dead?" Tranquility's voice was filled with indifference.

"They can't save you, but you can." Although Shuang Ji's tone was light, there was a sense of determination.

Ning Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, and his calm expression gradually became depressed: "I practice martial arts by myself, and I only know a little about the principles of tendons, so how can I save others."

"You are from the Yunxuan Sect."

"so what."

"Excuse me, what is a sword?" Shuang Ji said, reaching out to the maid beside her. The latter understood and took out a dark blue Yaoqin from the carriage.

"Swordsman, the thing that governs reason, and the weapon that controls spirit. In the past, the Yellow Emperor cast the sword Xuanyuan, named Fengshui, Fire and Earth, and Jue Ming and Dark Soul, so as to control the eight wastes and control the Liuhe. This is the first sword outline of my Yunxuanmen Then." Tranquility replied.

"The little girl asks again, the sword in the young hero's hand, Yu He Lingye?" Shuang Ji said, staring at the silver long sword on Ning Jingyuan's back.

"Water... cold?" Ning Jingyuan was thinking about it, but was suddenly taken aback.

"It seems that I understand." Shuang Ji nodded with a smile, took the dark blue Yaoqin, and stroked the moon-white seven strings with her slender and white fingers: "This piano is made of ice-cold materials, and it is made of ice silkworms." The marrow is the string, which matches the sword of the Shaoxia, and the sound of the zither can be used as a guide for the sword."

Ning Jingyuan suddenly realized, swept away the indifference and slumped, and showed a peaceful smile.

The song Shuang Ji will play, the sound can penetrate Li Qingzhou's upper and lower tendons, so as to explore the location of the cold poison.

And the sword move "Snow Sword" used by Ning Jingyuan focuses on using the sword to control the air of cold water and frost, and the way of combining the cold air and sword air.

Now he is doing the opposite, using sword energy to force out the cold air in Li Qingzhou's body.

"A swordsman must guard the way, the mind must be dedicated, and the heart must be one. Miss Shuangji, please." After Ning Jingyuan said, he drew the sword with his right hand in front of his chest, and pressed his left hand tightly against the sword body, just about to be lucky. .

"What's the relationship between you and him?" The servant girl spread a roll of blue and white blanket on the floor, Shuang Ji sat on the floor, and asked this question after she adjusted the piano.

Ning Jingyuan was stunned by such a question. Although his expression was still calm, the ripples in his eyes represented his questioning of himself at the moment.In the silence, Shuang Ji noticed even the slightest fluctuation in him.

Tranquility shook his head, breaking the moment of silence. "Save people first."

The surrounding air flow seemed to slow down in an instant, and he could even easily feel the slight fluctuations in the airflow.

"Ding." The moment Shuang Jisu plucked the strings, Ning Jingyuan clearly felt a gust of freezing air flowing from the moon-white strings, and the sound was connected into a song. The sound of the piano was like a clear stream under an ice spring, cold and clear, Quiet and clear.This clear freezing air tried its best to disperse the cold air in Li Qingzhou's body, reaching all the veins.

"Cough!" Suddenly, Li Qingzhou, who was lying still, turned his head to one side suddenly, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. The maid beside Shuangji couldn't help but turn pale with fright, because the mouthful of blood actually had a congealed light red color. Ice grains!

The originally cloudless sunny day suddenly howled with a cloudy wind, Ning Jingyuan's left finger pressed down on the sword slowly, and the white sword shot a white light, hitting Ning Jingyuan's forehead.

When he opened his eyes again, there were no mounds of dirt, Shuangji and maids, and no carriages around.Only the ice and snow remained, and Li Qingzhou, who closed his eyes and slowly stood up from the snow with extremely twisted movements.Not far away stood seven icicles. The moment Li Qingzhou stood up, the seven icicles collapsed.

"The cold poisonous spirit has nowhere to go, has it chosen to occupy the host?" Ning Jingyuan asked coldly, dressed in white.His azure pupils looked around, and the mirror stood like water among the frosty snow, very much like the master of the snowy sky.

It was obvious that Li Qingzhou's actions were completely out of control at the moment, but after he stood up, he remained motionless, ignoring Ning Yuan at all.

Tranquility looked up at the sky, the whole sky was dark blue with no sun or moon. "I was still in Fengyang just now. It is impossible to suddenly come to this ice field. This is undoubtedly an illusion. After defeating the evil illusion, Li Qingzhou may come back." Ning Jingyuan noticed that among the ruins of the seven icicles that burst just now, there were also seven The young man stood up slowly, his appearance was no different from Li Qingzhou himself.

The only difference was that the seven Li Qingzhous, in addition to the blue dark clothes, also wore a red crane cloak, which was embroidered with red-gold flame patterns.

Ning Jingyuan was not too surprised, and lightly scanned the surrounding situation and said, "Hiding in the dark to be a puppet mage?"

He held the sword in his right hand, gathered energy in his left hand, a pale blue frosty mist gathered in his palm, and then held the long sword flat with both hands, the light blue mist flowed across the sword, "Sword One, Luoxue." The pale sword blade swung swiftly , the frosty mist instantly turned into an invisible icy wind blade in the snowy sky, like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves, and the seven phantoms dissipated immediately.

"Boom!" Suddenly the whole snow field trembled, before Ning Yuan could react, the surrounding snow and soil collapsed into an abyss, which was bottomless at a glance.

The other place that didn't collapse was Li Qingzhou, who was 33 steps away from Tranquility, wearing a white dark coat and a cyan toga, and the three-foot area around him.

The two wind knives that came to the ice field just now were summoned by Ning Jingyuan, and flew straight to that Li Qingzhou, but lost their strength a few feet away from his body and the wind passed without a trace. Li Qingzhou did not move his body at all during this time. a joint.

Tranquility looked coldly at the plausible Li Qingzhou, holding the sword in both hands, showing vigilance. "Heh." There was a chuckle in his ear suddenly, he was taken aback, but saw Li Qingzhou took two steps forward and jumped straight into the abyss of the ice field.

He was startled, and before he had time to think, he jumped off the snowfield and shouted, "Wait!"

The abyss seems to have no end, even though Ning Jingyuan and Li Qingzhou are only two or three feet apart, they feel that they are separated by a whole world.