The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Gradually, the sky became brighter.There were commotions in the Zhong Mansion, there were servants shuttled between the corridors, cooking and washing, sweeping the courtyard, busy for a day's livelihood.As expected, Qingliu Dalang turned into a black snake again and coiled around Lingran's left ring finger as he said before.

In Lingran's arms was a Qiankun bag full of resentful ghosts, and a dragon was wrapped around his finger.Ling Ran, dressed in white, jumped down from the roof of Zhongfu.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Mr. Zhong who had just walked out of the courtyard.

Master Zhong choked for a moment, then put on a kind smile, and said to Lingran: "Lang Zi, do you practice kung fu early in the morning?"

"Yes, keep fit, haha, keep fit!" Lingran patted the back of his head and responded with a smile.

Afterwards, he bid farewell to Mr. Zhong. "Xiaosheng had the honor to meet Lord Taishan and Lord Taishui yesterday, and he felt very gratified. It's just that he still has some chores to go back to Chang'an City. He intends to keep the lady here for a few more days, and then come to pick her up."

"Why did you leave in such a hurry?" Master Zhong frowned.

He is also going to catch this beautiful son-in-law who fell from the sky today, and have a good chat about poetry, songs and Fu, and talk about life ideals!

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, his face remained motionless. "Stay a few more days. If there is something urgent, send the old hour to work."

Lingran had no choice but to change his rhetoric. "It was precisely because of the fact that my wife was framed ten years ago that I had to leave."

Master Zhong's expression darkened immediately. "That kid Cui Yu! You can't even manage Dali Temple well. He let that old bald donkey escape!"

Lingran was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud. "I was going to report to Master Taishan that there were still some reasons for the case that day, and I haven't found out. Xiaosheng has been running around for ten years, and he has gotten some news. The old monk was indeed framed. The so-called praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. ..."

He then explained the matter to Mr. Zhong in detail, only concealing that it was the grieving ghost who made the disturbance.I'm afraid Mr. Zhong won't be able to accept it.

Even so, Mr. Zhong was very conflicted and wanted to interrupt Lingran several times.I think it is completely unacceptable that someone who has hated for ten years suddenly becomes innocent.

Mr. Zhong was not angry, and he questioned him very carefully.Lingran had no choice but to be defrauded of part of the truth.

He took out the Qiankun bag from his bosom, and handed it to the adults, "It's these ghosts who are running rampant, and the Zhong family just suffered an indiscriminate disaster."

Because the complaining ghost can't listen to him, he doesn't need to explain to Mr. Zhong, sorry, this good daughter of your family has come to take revenge since she was born!He didn't really live at all, just a flesh corpse that came in from the grieving ghost.

He couldn't say that, he was afraid Master Zhong wouldn't be able to accept it, and if he strangled Xiao Qiniang to death on the spot, he would also be killed with a stick.

But when he said this, Mr. Zhong seemed to be keenly aware of something, and a cold air penetrated from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.He gasped for breath and struggled: "Could it be that this ghost-grudge clan would actually choose someone to serve? What's wrong with my little girl, what's wrong..."

He couldn't go on.

"Ah, the lady just happened to pass by and fell into their confusion." Lingran hurriedly spoke to comfort her.

Mr. Zhong held his breath in his chest and couldn't get it out, his chest heaved violently, panting heavily, his eyes went dark, and he fell straight down.

Lingran hurriedly hugged him, and hurriedly called a servant to help Mr. Zhong in.

Mrs. Zhong ran down from the Xiulou, crying and shouting, and pressed heavily on Mr. Zhong to wipe her tears.Lingran hurriedly ordered Xiao Qiniang to pull the person away, and then went to call Dr. Hu for treatment.

The Zhong Mansion was in a mess.Lingran put oil on the soles of her feet and ran away.

To him, a distance of thirty miles was nothing more than a leisurely stroll, and after half an hour he saw the gate of Chang'an easily.He stood at the city wall, stroked the black snake on his ring finger, and sighed for no reason. "Lang Lang Qian Kun, it turns out that it was written in a book to deceive people."

Black Snake hissed twice to comfort him. "It's okay. Baby, as long as you think, this day can be changed because of you."

I laughed out loud. "Master, I don't have such a big face! I'm not Long Aotian."

He laughed.

It's a pity that Da Lang didn't understand what he said. When he heard him mentioning Long Aotian, he thought he was referring to the man in the golden Baoxianghua shirt in Mietian Realm.

That person... Dalang fell into deep thought.

When he was in Mietian Realm, he only had Baoer in his heart, and that boy made his eyes feel unclean and uncomfortable, as if sand had entered his eyes, and he wanted to wash the sand away.But now when he thought about it, he suddenly felt that the thick khaki aura he saw on that kid was quite unusual.

He didn't believe that such a strong breath would not interfere with Mie Tianjie's original trajectory!

It seems that there are some things that I have to use my brain.Da Lang only felt a pain in his head, and continued to go into a shutdown state, wrapping around Lingran's left hand and slightly narrowing his sesame-sized eyes.

Keep playing dead.Quiet as a chicken.

Lingran had no idea what Comrade Da Lang was thinking, he sneaked into the city gate slowly, and went straight to Yongzhou Mansion to find General Li Lang.

General Li Lang didn't come today.He learned from the yamen servants that Li Lang will belong to Wei Wangtai, and because Wei Wangtai was ordered to be the shepherd of Yongzhou Mansion, he followed him to Yongzhou Mansion.Basically, wherever Wei Wangtai is, that General Li Lang will be on duty there.

He thanked the group of yamen servants who were overly enthusiastic, and walked towards Wei Wang's mansion after a stroll.It was past noon without his ink marks all the way.

Arriving in front of Wei Wang's mansion, Lingran couldn't help being startled.It turned out that the Wei Palace was next to the imperial palace, and it was very splendidly built.When the people in the mansion heard his intentions, they couldn't help laughing wildly, and said, "My lord has always been favored by the Holy Master, and this palace is just a decoration. Of course, at this time, the lord is in the palace to accompany the Holy Master to have a meal." .”

Ling Ran clicked his tongue.Sure enough, what he expected was right, this Wei Wangtai is not a simple character, he may be a ruthless character who can enter the Hall of Martial Virtue in the future.

It's a pity that he can't easily enter the Tang Palace. It seems that today's itinerary has to be given up.General Li Lang is in the palace, and Wei Wangtai is also in the palace, but where can he find it now?

He left messages to people in Yongzhou Mansion and Wei Wang Mansion, proving that he had been here.Then he walked back leisurely along the green brick road in Chang'an City.

When passing Suzaku Avenue, a carriage quickly rushed out from the corner.Caught off guard, people on the street dodged one after another.Lingran was crowded to the side, his hair covered his eyes, and suddenly, when he raised his head again, he saw a pair of horseshoes stepping fiercely towards him.

Lingran stumbled, and cleverly avoided the galloping horse, holding the horse's bridle with one hand.

"Who is in front?! How dare you block the way of Dali Temple!"

Before the words were finished, a sharp wind was carried by the long whip, brushing the ends of Lingran's hair, and swept towards his handsome face.

"Ah! You don't hit people in the face!" Lingran subconsciously let go of the horse's bridle, and grabbed the whip with her backhand.His actions were faster than his words.As soon as the words fell to the ground, the other person had already climbed up along the long whip and twisted the arm of the person who threw the whip.

The man dislocated his joint and screamed in pain.Hulala, a dozen sergeants surrounded him.Everyone is holding a long knife, and the footsteps are buzzing.

Lingran flicked her hair, lifted her chin slightly, and glanced over.

Ah!The owner of this carriage is very arrogant!Six red and brown short-footed horse-drawn carts, accompanied by twenty or thirty guards with knives.The carriage was extremely luxurious, with copper bells hanging on the four corners, tinkling.

Perhaps the carriage stopped hastily after passing through his obstruction.The owner of the carriage was a little impatient. He opened the curtain with a slender and white hand, and a crisp and sweet voice came. "Who is making noise in this busy city?"

yo!Before we met, I was condemned with just one sentence!

Lingran raised her chin, and said proudly: "It's not trouble, it's your horse stomping people! It almost tore me apart."

The carriage owner laughed.The slender fingers flicked lightly, making a movement similar to playing the piano.

"Bold madman!"

"who?!"

There were angry reprimands, and the ears buzzed so loudly that half a catty of earwax might be shaken off.

He hehe laughed, and simply rogue to the end.Holding the soft whip that he snatched just now, he circled it in a circle, and then threw it on the ground with a slap.With his nostrils upturned, he said, "Your master gallops wildly in the busy city, disregarding the safety of pedestrians, what kind of royal law is this...!"

A group of people did not dare to let him continue, roaring and rushing forward.For a time, there was a flash of swords and swords.Lingran was dressed in white, dancing like a butterfly.

Because he only knows how to return to the sect with ten thousand swords, he dare not rush out, he is afraid that these people and the owner in the carriage will be crushed into meat, scum, scum, so he never fights back, and he has no weapons in his hands.Just dodge blindly.

In the eyes of outsiders, they only think this kid is very frivolous.Her long hair hangs behind her shoulders, and her whole body is white without the slightest smell of mortals.

The owner in the carriage finally realized something, waved his hand, and then a clear voice came. "Everyone stop!"

The people he brought naturally did not dare to disobey and stopped immediately.Lingran acted as if he hadn't heard, took advantage of the posture of the group of people stopped, flew up sideways, tiptoed to the chest of every soldier Lang Jiang who had fought with him, and stepped on everyone's chest. a footprint.

Those people couldn't bear his push, they all backed up, and fell to the ground.What's more, he rolled on the ground more than a dozen times before he stopped, and the shops on the ground behind him were knocked out of a big hole.

Lingran didn't expect him to be so strong.But winning a fight is always a glorious thing.He clapped his hands, stood in the middle of the downtown, and smiled like a hero.

The eyes are bright, and the teeth are white and glutinous rice.

It's gorgeous.

"Xiao Langjun, what is your name, come up and talk." The owner of the carriage said to him with a smile.Still opening the curtain with one hand, looking from Lingran's point of view, he could only see the man wearing a pair of solemn black trousers with golden and red patterns embroidered on the edges, and a jade pendant hanging from his waist, obviously very rich.

That hand looked very young, and the voice sounded like a young boy. I don't know why it is so arrogant!

Even Li Shimin's most beloved son, Wei Wangtai, when Lingran bumped into him a few times, he just rode alone, and never held it like this again!

Who is this person? Wei Wangtai is even bigger than Wei Wangtai!

Lingran touched the back of her head, feeling inexplicably not very interested. "I'm sorry, young master, I just passed by. I just finished eating and I want to go home. I don't have time to talk with you."

There was a moment of silence in the air.All the generals got up one after another and put their hands on their sabers, seeing that another fight was about to begin.

The owner of the carriage was silent for a moment, and then laughed a few times.Then the laughter became louder and louder, and it seemed like it couldn't stop.

Ling Ran was surprised.What's wrong with this man? !Talk to him nicely, but he just ignores it.Sarcasm him and ignore him, but he is very happy.It turned out to be a shaking M.

Lingran raised her eyebrows and smiled impatiently. "Is that enough? I've had enough laughing. I won't accompany you, my lord."

Clap your hands, turn around and leave.

"Take it!" The owner of the carriage suddenly stopped laughing and shouted.

Everyone was waiting for this sound, and immediately rushed towards Lingran like a wolf like a tiger.

Lingran didn't turn her head back, she chuckled lightly, her long black hair fluttered without wind, and her whole body swelled like a bell.Every ripple under the white clothes contains countless spiritual power, just waiting for these mortals to rush over, and then throw them all into the mud.