Ning Jiujiu waited outside the door. Shao Xiaoli followed the king in. Then, she saw Su Yanshu.
Su Yanshu was wearing a loose red dress, leaning on the railing, with his golden hairpin slanted sideways and half-painted makeup. He was quietly looking at the royal city in the distance with a bleak look.
"Sister Su..." Shao Xiaoli thought he would see a bloody person covered in scars, but he didn't expect her to be so intact.
This beautiful woman's arms are still as tender and white as suet, without a trace of scar.
When she saw Shao Xiaoli coming over, she pursed her lips and smiled. Ruyan's expression was not as shy as in the art building, but with a touch of charm.
She waved to Shao Xiaoli.
Behind Shao Xiaoli, a monarch wearing imperial robes walked out. Su Yanshu knelt down, bowed to him, and said in a gentle voice: "See your majesty."
The king nodded slowly, standing in the shadows with unspeakable majesty.
"Sister Su, are you okay?" Shao Xiaoli asked confused.
Su Yanshu smiled lightly. She half-leaned on the railing and said, "This is just a play between me and Your Majesty."
"Drama?" Shao Xiaoli was confused.
Su Yanshu glanced at the king. After the king nodded, she explained: "There is a monster named Chongsui in the royal city, and Chongsui likes to catch women, especially beautiful women. The prettier she is, the more he likes her."
"Capture women?" Shao Xiaoli felt a chill and said, "For...eat?"
Su Yanshu smiled and shook his head, saying: "No, it's ridiculous to say it. He wanted to marry them back and grow old together. So the new year will only appear once in nearly a hundred years, and he will only look for a new one after the last woman dies. This is much better than many people."
Shao Xiaoli looked at the art house woman with beautiful makeup. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with delicate water.
"So... you are the bait?" Shao Xiaoli asked.
Su Yanshu nodded and said: "This is Your Majesty's plan. I pretended to assassinate Your Majesty and was thrown into prison. The person Chongsui wanted to kill was also Your Majesty. In this way, after hearing about my reputation, he might come He kidnapped me in prison, and then fell into a trap and fell into a trap. Unfortunately...it has been a month and there has been no movement from him. Maybe my sister is not attractive enough to lure a monster."
Shao Xiaoli listened silently, never expecting that it would end like this.
Shao Xiaoli said: "You don't want to tell me either..."
Su Yanshu said seriously: "This is a secret."
Shao Xiaoli sighed and said, "Well, it's good that my sister is fine."
Su Yanshu leaned down, stretched out his pink fingers, tapped her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "If you, a little girl, dress up, you are no worse than your sister. You should also be careful at home, be careful not to be seriously injured by that heavy girl." She will become a wife at the age of 30."
Shao Xiaoli was not afraid. She thought that the name Chongsui sounded like a monster seeking fame and reputation. The biggest monster in Duanjie City should obviously be the boss of her family.
"I don't look good." Shao Xiaoli said with self-knowledge.
Ever since the dangerous summoning of spirits that day, Shao Xiaoli seemed to have lost all the virtues of a noble lady. He never dressed himself properly. His hair was always disheveled and he wore very plain skirts. He followed Ning Changjiu every day. She looks more like a girl who is involved in the underworld when she calls her boss.
Su Yanshu always smiled lightly and charmingly. She gently stroked her face with her fingers and said, "Are you still thinking about your mother?"
"No..." Shao Xiaoli said: "My father is still here, what are you talking about?"
The king stood behind them without saying a word.
Shao Xiaoli suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where's the one named Wei Yuan?"
Su Yanshu slowly turned his head and called softly: "A Yuan."
From the depths of darkness, a man slowly walked out with a knife in his arms. He had starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, and a handsome appearance. The robe he wore was also made of expensive fabrics and was difficult to penetrate by water or fire. However, the man's face showed an unconcealable loneliness, far away. Far less chic than before, he raised his head and looked at Su Yanshu quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The king looked at Wei Yuan.
The two men stood in the shadows, while the light from the window fell alone on Su Yanshu. The already beautiful woman looked so bright, her red clothes were like a blooming flower, and she always had a faint smile on her face. A smile with unknown meaning.
In the quiet room, Shao Xiaoli smelled a hint of murderous intent.
"Greetings to Your Majesty." Kai Yuan held the knife and saluted, breaking the silence.
The king nodded and said, "Practice your sword well."
"yes."
After the inexplicable conversation, Wei Yuan retreated into the darkness again, while the king took a deep look at Shao Xiaoli and said, "If there is nothing important, I will take you out."
Shao Xiaoli glanced at Su Yanshu. Su Yanshu drank a sip of tea as if there was no one around. His expression was lazy, and the half-open clothes were filled with the color of snow, which was very confusing.
"Then take care of yourself." Shao Xiaoli whispered, and then followed the king towards the outside of the palace.
On the dark road, the king suddenly spoke slowly: "Your mother was also a rare beauty during her lifetime."
"Huh?" Shao Xiaoli was slightly startled. She didn't know why her father said such things. She knew how beautiful her mother was, but the more beautiful she was, the more deplorable it was when she died.
The king said: "How old are you this year?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "Seventeen years old..."
The king smiled and said: "When I met your mother, she was about the same age."
For some reason, Shao Xiaoli felt a chill in his heart.
The king walked slowly and said, "Where is your spirit? How about it? Does he listen to you?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "Of course."
The king smiled and took off a metal ring from his ring finger, handed it to Shao Xiaoli, and said: "If he is disobedient, you can put this on his hand. It contains a very strong spirit." You can take away his will instantly and make him obey you."
Shao Xiaoli stood still and looked at him calmly, his small face looking a little cold in his messy hair.
The king said: "What are you doing standing still? Do you not believe in my father?"
They walked out of the corridor, the light shone over them, and in front of them was an ancient well.
She suddenly raised her head, took the ring, held it in her palm, and said, "Thank you, Father."
The king laughed and said: "This is my daughter. I know that spirit is quite spiritual and can even talk to you to relieve your fatigue, but we people in Duanjie City never need this. All we need is a knife. One handle can..."
His words suddenly stopped.
Shao Xiaoli held the ring and waved it with his arm.
The ring hit the well accurately, hit the wall of the well, and then bounced into the well water. The sound of the ring splashing into the water was extremely clear in the silent imperial city.
The metal ring quickly sank to the bottom of the well.
She walked forward on her own.
The king looked at her leaving back and smiled: "You are worthy of my blood. You are indeed different from your mother."
The blood flowing in my body is not your blood, but the blood of a dead general.
Shao Xiaoli thought like this and slowly walked out of the royal city.
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Ning Changjiu, who was waiting outside the door, saw her coming out and said softly: "Go back."
Shao Xiaoli followed him in small steps.
"Have you seen Su Yanshu?" Ning Changjiu asked.
"I saw it." Shao Xiaoli said, and then recounted what he saw in the palace.
Ning Jiujiu nodded gently. Regarding Chongsui, he had seen similar records in the books in the library, but he didn't know the authenticity.
Mr. Xueyu said: "Let's grow old together? Oh, how can there be such an idiot monster? If I had that ability, I would kidnap all the beautiful girls within a hundred miles."
The Spirit of the Sword Sutra sneered: "What happens after you are kidnapped? With your body, I'm afraid you will be squeezed to the skin and bones."
Lord Xueyu retorted: "That's what I looked like before you saw me in my glory. At that time, my wingspan was dozens of feet. If I put one foot down, a large part of the city wall would collapse. Others were afraid of me, Lord Xueyu." , there’s nothing I’m not afraid of!”
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture said: "I'm not as famous as you. Anyway, everyone who has seen my swordsmanship is dead."
"You're really pretending..." Mr. Xueyu sighed.
"Chongsui." Ning read the name silently for a long time.
Shao Xiaoli suddenly said: "That old man must be here to catch the beautiful girl... Boss, you must protect me."
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "If that's true, you may be safe."
"..." Shao Xiaoli puffed up his cheeks.
After returning home, Shao Xiaoli began to cook for him. She stared at the ugly pheasant for a long time, and was considering whether to cook it or give it to the red-headed chicken.
In the end, Mr. Xueyu finally got a new skin.
It's just that the chicken leg of this pheasant was already injured. Shao Xiaoli couldn't hold it back. Before giving the skin to Mr. Xueyu, he raised his knife and cut off the injured leg, euphemistically calling it 'healing'. '.
Lord Xueyu wanted to cry but had no tears. It floated out from the broken sword and fell into the body of the pheasant with one leg missing. With tears in his eyes, his soul merged with it.
When it first merged, it had an obvious rejection reaction with this body. It cooed and jumped up and down excitedly on one foot for a long time in the courtyard.
Shao Xiaoli was gnawing on the chicken legs while watching the pheasant running around like crazy in the courtyard.
After eating, Ning Changjiu said: "Let's learn swordsmanship. Today I will teach you the most beautiful one. The white rainbow penetrates the sun."
"White rainbow penetrates the sun..." Just hearing the name, Shao Xiaoli imagined a long rainbow spanning the sky, like a vigorous white dragon. She nodded nervously and excitedly, but said worriedly: "But my previous swordsmanship skills were not good enough. Not so good."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Just learn it first and remember it. Improving swordsmanship does not happen overnight. It needs to be sharpened in battles in the future."
Shao Xiaoli nodded thoughtfully. She pointed to the courtyard and said, "That pheasant is jumping around. I can't practice my sword."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Just practice. If you hurt it, just change your body."
Mr. Xueyu sneered, thinking that this little girl was trying to injure herself with her broken sword? It’s simply a fantasy.
Ning thought for a long time and then said: "If it doesn't work, you can keep it in a cage."
Hearing these words, Mr. Xue Yu's heart trembled, and he immediately thought of the miserable years when Zhao Xiang'er was raising him as a homing pigeon and eating bird food every day. He immediately stopped and stood firmly in the independent posture of a golden rooster. , it looked at Shao Xiaoli and said seriously: "If you want to practice swordsmanship in the future, I can practice with you. Uncle Ning understands me, and I have always been a good teacher and helpful friend."
Ning listened to its words for a long time and seemed to be reminded of something. He nodded and said: "Well, Xiao Li, you can make a contract with it and let it be your summoning spirit, so that it will not dare to betray you."
Shao Xiaoli glanced at this ugly chicken with only one leg in disgust.
Lord Xueyu also protested: "Make a contract...Uncle Ning! You don't trust me! I have been making suggestions for you these days, and I have been working hard..."
Ning Jiujiu said: "In the imperial city, just because Lu Marion spared your life does not mean that I will spare you. Of course, it is best that what happened that day will not happen again."
Mr. Xueyu said with tears in his eyes: "I was just deceived by the old fox at that time! Now I am determined to be a good bird."
Ning Changjiu said: "Stop talking nonsense and make a contract."
So that afternoon, Lord Xueyu was forced to sign a contract with blood, agreeing that within three years, he must protect Shao Xiaoli's safety and never betray him, otherwise his blood would turn into a blade and his heart would be cut out and he would die.
Although Shao Xiaoli had an extra bodyguard, she was still quite dissatisfied with the appearance of the chicken. She said: "Then you will accumulate merits in the future. Help me kill a monster and save a little, send a letter and save five points. If you save five For a hundred points of merit, I will give you a good-looking skin."
Mr. Xueyu flapped his wings without any expectation.
In Ning Changjiu's body, the spirit of the Sword Sutra looked at it with a little envy.
It also wants to be like Mr. Blood Feather, to cultivate an independent and complete soul that can blend with any creature of the same origin. Instead of being like this now, it can't get rid of its own sword scripture no matter what, and can only act like a parasite. Just like living in someone else's body.
And Ye Da's prediction about Ning Changchun's fate is even more difficult for it to overcome.
This is how the afternoon sword practice began.
Mr. Xueyu enthusiastically acted as a sparring partner, but it had just come out of the mountain, its realm was still shallow, and its integration with the body was not coordinated. In just an hour, it was beaten by Shao Xiaoli and moved around.
Shao Xiaoli looked at the chicken feathers on the ground and thought worriedly, who should protect whom...
For safety reasons, Lord Xueyu decided not to mess with this little evil star until his realm returned to a long life.
So Shao Xiaoli concentrated on practicing the White Rainbow Passing Japanese Style.
Although Ning Jiujiu had carefully explained to her the mental formula, the operation method of spiritual energy, and the acupuncture points to be passed through, but even so, Shao Xiaoli still had difficulty grasping the rhythm and breath of the sword, and he slashed all afternoon. , and failed to create a complete rainbow light.
At night, Ning Jiujiu nursed her back to health. It would take less than a month for Shao Xiaoli's body cold to be completely cured.
Tonight, he did not leave the city, but secretly took Mr. Xueyu out to the direction of the library.
He asked Lord Xueyu to stay on the roof to help him observe if anyone was approaching, and then he sneaked into the library to read and search for some information inside and outside the Broken Boundary City.
There are many new books on several large bookshelves.
Ning Changjiu started reading from the direction he entered, including many thick books that he had missed in the past due to time constraints.
The more than seven hundred years of Duanjie City's history are clearly recorded in this library.
Ning Jiujiu formed a complete event structure in his brain according to the timeline recorded in each book, and filled it in bit by bit.
Then, from the records in these books, Ning Jiujiu sorted out the time nodes of some major events that happened in the city of Duanjie.
The book says that many traces of battles between large creatures have been found outside the city of Broken Boundary. These traces appear almost every hundred years, and the trees and stones under the traces of battles are all withered and decayed, as if they have experienced severe damage. corrosion.
There are not many scenes of these giant creatures fighting, and the records are quite vague. They only say that they are big monsters hidden in the canyon. But because no one from Xingyuan's team had ever encountered them or died from them, they were not taken seriously.
But Ning Jiujiu discovered that the time when these giant creatures appeared roughly coincided with the time when Chongsui was born...
Could it be that Chongsui was also one of the great demons
So who is fighting it
Ning looked through these files for a long time and found no new clues.
Outside the library, Mr. Xueyu stood on the roof overlooking the entire city. He couldn't help but recall the glorious years when he entered the Kingdom of Zhao alone. The past events were still vivid in his mind. Now the ancient city is in front of him, but the things and people are different. This is no longer the Kingdom of Zhao, it is just a demon bird standing guard, and its future is uncertain.
Lord Xueyu thought about this sadly.
Then, its eyes suddenly brightened and its head turned, as if it had caught a moving point in the darkness. However, the point moved too fast and seemed to disappear from the field of vision in the blink of an eye.
As morning approached, Ning Jiujiu put down the last book in his hand.
This is a book within the forbidden line. It not only records the responsibilities of the prime minister and the king, but also gives a rough introduction to the orders.
Si Ming is the god in mythology who is in charge of human life, and because the ancients believed that human life is related to the stars in the sky, Si Ming is also the priest in charge of the circulation of the stars in a sense.
At the end of this book, there is even a conjecture written by a certain Siming himself: The stars in the sky may be dead. As the sun and moon pass by, they may remain in their wake. The end of the Dharma is approaching, how can all things survive? After the battle between gods, everything is reduced to ashes.
Ning Jiujiu's gaze lingered on the word "God of War" for a long time.
When the light in the sky lit up, he finally put down the book and left the library.
"Someone came here last night." Mr. Xueyu saw him and went straight to the point.
Ning Jiujiu nodded gently: "It seems that she hid it well."
At this moment, he was basically sure that the person who led the evil ghost in the prison to him was Si Ming.
Lord Xueyu asked: "Do you know who it is?"
Ning Jiujiu asked, "Who else could it be?"
Mr. Xueyu immediately thought of the terrible woman who defeated him with one move that day, and said in a cold voice: "If it is really her, we must be polite..."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Her ultimate goal should be to fight Ye Da and return to the Kingdom of God, and we are just pawns at best."
"Chess piece? How do I look like a chess piece?" Mr. Xueyu doubted his own worth.
Ning Jiujiu said: "A woman with her personality should be able to squeeze out the value she wants from every person she thinks she can use."
"Then we will be completely exploited by her in the future?" Mr. Xueyu covered his wings and shivered.
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said: "What is standing on the chessboard is not necessarily a chess piece."
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These days, Shao Xiaoli practices swordsmanship very hard. She vows to cut a bright rainbow before the ban is lifted to prove her outstanding swordsmanship talent.
Finally, in the evening a month later, Shao Xiaoli was skillfully running the mental formulas, and after gathering his energy and concentration, he suddenly swung his sword and struck with the sword. In an instant, Shao Xiaoli's eyes were as white as snow - her pupils were covered by a fleeting streak. The white light illuminates!
Shao Xiaoli stood there, panting heavily, his legs and feet were weak, but a smile appeared on his face.
She looked at the lingering white light on the sword in her hand to confirm that she had read it correctly.
I really used my spiritual power to create white rainbow sword energy on the metal surface of the sword!
"Boss, boss!" Shao Xiaoli shouted excitedly, but found that Ning Changjiu was not behind her. She quickly ran into the room, pulled the boss's sleeves, and said enthusiastically: "Boss! I've done it! It's the White Rainbow Pass Japanese Style! Let me show you."
After hearing this, Lord Xueyu quickly retreated to the corner.
This was the sword that Lu Marionet slashed in the Imperial City that day, shining through the raindrops in the sky. Mr. Xueyu still remembers it, and feels a little phantom pain every time he thinks about it.
Shao Xiaoli looked at the timid Mr. Xueyu and mocked, "I'm too lazy to kill you. How can I kill a chicken with a sledgehammer!"
As she spoke, she took out a bundle of firewood from the kitchen, picked up the sword, held her breath and struck it down with one strike.
Bai Hong did not appear, the sword sank into the firewood, and was bitten tightly by the wood.
Shao Xiaoli looked slightly embarrassed. She twisted her wrist hard, and the sword split the wood and got out.
"One more time..." Shao Xiaoli felt that he must be too nervous because he was being stared at.
In the blink of an eye, Shao Xiaoli finished chopping a large bundle of firewood, but he never succeeded in using the sword again.
She wiped the sweat from her face, smiled awkwardly, and took credit: "Today's firewood was chopped in advance. Boss, am I very diligent?"
Ning Jiujiu sighed. He used to think that Ning Xiaoling's talent was only mediocre, but now after comparing it, he discovered that Junior Sister Xiaoling was already an unparalleled genius...
"Very good." Ning Jiujiu also praised helplessly.
Shao Xiaoli asked: "Now that I have practiced Bai Hong Guan Ri, what should I practice next?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Originally, what you should learn next is the Dahe Rudu Style, but every move in this Sword Sutra requires the previous move as a basis. Although your Baihong Guanri has been learned, it still needs to be sharpened. Fan."
Shao Xiaoli lowered his head shyly, knowing that the boss was unwilling to hit him, and politely said that his sword skills were poor and ugly.
Ning looked at her disappointed expression for a long time and couldn't bear it. He said, "Let's do this. I'll teach you another sword."
"What sword?"
"The sword techniques in the second half of the Tianyu Sword Classic." Ning Jiujiu said.
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"This sword is a sure-kill sword. When you draw the sword, don't think about your own state, nor the strength of the opponent. You must absolutely believe in yourself and your sword, because you draw the sword just to Kill the opponent, and the opponent is not a real person under your sword. When you draw the sword, your consciousness field should be black, and there is only one light spot in the black, which is the opponent's vitality. Light, you just need to use your sword to pierce that light spot." Ning Jiujiu introduced the second volume of the Sword Sutra and said: "It's that simple."
It does not sound difficult... Shao Xiaoli thought.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Then you should feel it yourself first."
"Ah?" Shao Xiaoli was startled and said: "Where are the mental formulas and sword moves..."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Before learning this sword, you must trust your sword for a long enough time. Only in this way can you learn it successfully. Otherwise, no matter how long it takes, it will be in vain."
Shao Xiaoli said: "Before Lao Da University strikes the sword, do you also need to cultivate trust?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said: "I have never doubted my sword."
"Oh..." Shao Xiaoli drawled.
Lord Xueyu listened to his words and dared not speak in anger.
However, the spirit of the Sword Scripture in Ning Jiujiu's body protested: "Do you really want to teach this swordsmanship to this little girl? My swordsmanship is rare and valuable, so I'm afraid it's not good for you to teach it casually."
Ning Jiujiu knew the reason behind it and said: "This kind of sword technique has never been seen in the world, because there are almost no survivors who have seen it, so it is extremely difficult to crack. You are afraid that she is not good at learning and cannot kill the enemy with one move. Use this sword technique Let others learn from it?"
The spirit of the Sword Scripture snorted coldly: "You know why you ask questions."
Ning Jiujiu said softly: "Don't underestimate her. She has fire in her heart. What she lacks now is just an opportunity."
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture said: "Don't you fall in love with this little girl?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I just feel that I can't live and eat for free."
"Ha, excuse, you have time to do these useless things, why not think of a way to deal with that Si Ming." said the spirit of the sword scripture.
Ning Jiujiu said: "I always feel that she has been looking at me."
"You are so sentimental." The spirit of the Sword Scripture sneered.
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "Have you ever heard of such a story? A donkey from a very far away place was grazing at the foot of the mountain. The black tiger on the mountain had never seen a donkey before, so at first it thought it was a monster. The black tiger waited and watched for a long time, wanting to test the donkey, and was even startled by the donkey's anger. However, a few days later, the black tiger found that the donkey seemed to be incapable of doing anything except kicking, so it used a Recruit the black tiger to take out the heart and kill the donkey."
"This is the first time I've seen someone compare myself to a donkey." The Spirit of the Sword Scripture was amazed and said: "So you show so many superb sword skills just to prove that you are not only good at kicking, but also a donkey with strong martial arts skills?"
Ning didn't answer for a long time.
The Spirit of the Sword Sutra just thought that he was unwilling to admit that he was a donkey. It smiled and said: "I don't agree with your point of view."
"Um?"
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture joked: "Wearing a black robe, does he look like a black tiger? Maybe he has a white head."
Ning Jiujiu said: "No matter whether it is black or white, as long as it wants to eat me, it is not a good tiger."
The Spirit of the Sword Sutra said disapprovingly: "As long as she is beautiful..."
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This is the last month of the ban in Border City.
Even though there were guards patrolling the city every day, and the king even visited the city in person, Chongsui still didn't reveal the slightest clue. If Lord Siming hadn't concluded that Chongsui was still in the city, he would have even given up.
And this ban can only last for three months at most. In these three months, after opening several warehouses to release grain, the food in the royal city has been almost consumed. If the city is not opened again, the royal family will starve to death together with the common people. In these days, there have even been some small-scale protests in the city, and the guards at the city gate have also been attacked. Many people are not even sure whether they can survive until the day when the city gate opens.
But this does not include Shao Xiaoli's family.
Ning Jiujiu would often sneak out of the city to hunt at night, so Shao Xiaoli's family never ran out of meat.
Finally one day, other members of the royal family couldn't bear it anymore and knocked on the door of Shao Xiaoli's house. Shao Xiaoli opened the door and found that it was the boy who laughed at him that day, with a black-eyed boy hanging behind his back.
"Why is there smoke from your house every day? Why?" The young man couldn't bear it and said, "Is it because you are the king's biological daughter, so he secretly shipped the food to you? You can give me some. How about I keep it a secret for you?"
Shao Xiaoli looked at him like an idiot: "What food do your children lack? Aren't you just greedy and short of meat? Even if I go to the outer city to distribute food, I won't give it to you."
The young man saw that she compared him with other untouchables, and he was also angry. At this time, he looked over Shao Xiaoli's shoulder and saw another arrogant, ugly monster chicken in the courtyard. He was shocked and said: "You actually still have food reserves? You can't tell it on ordinary days, but you girl is so far-sighted? Could it be that someone had told you about the ban a long time ago, shouldn't it... I understand, you and that Chongsui They are a group, right?”
Shao Xiaoli thought to herself that this person had three eyes, how could he be more idiotic than herself? She said angrily: "Do you want to take care of it? Stop slandering people here. If you are really dissatisfied, go directly to the royal city and tell my father. I will Look who he helps!”
The three-eyed boy said: "My spirit is the eye of the sky. I just let it see it. Your hall is dark, and there must be bad omens this year..."
While he was speaking, Shao Xiaoli had already rolled up his sleeves and said, "I think you want to die."
The three-eyed boy was not afraid at all. People in the royal family mostly understood each other's realm. He was confident that he knew Shao Xiaoli thoroughly.
This girl has only been able to practice the Beiming Divine Sword for the fourth or fifth level, so what can she do? It's just a paper tiger bluffing people. How amazing is his talent and beauty, he has already mastered the Tongtian Sword Technique to the seventh level!
As a result, the two people, who were dissatisfied with each other, started fighting when they met.
Fighting is not allowed in the royal family, and the three-eyed boy didn't want to leave any evidence of hurting anyone, so he didn't use all his strength, but just picked a sword at Shao Xiaoli, trying to scare her.
But soon, the three-eyed boy was frightened.
I saw Shao Xiaoli looking at her intently. When he stabbed with the sword, the opponent seemed to have predicted the trajectory of his sword. She ducked sideways to avoid the edge of the sword, and then directly aimed a palm towards her throat. When he was pulled up, he saw that the situation was not good, and while leaning back, he withdrew his sword to block, but Shao Xiaoli turned his palm into a claw, directly and accurately grasped the edge of his sword, pointed it outward, and then hit him with a palm. Chest.
With a bang, the boy and his godly eyes were knocked out together, and he fell hard onto the long street.
Shao Xiaoli herself didn't expect that she had improved so much in the past two months.
"You damn girl, don't leave if you can, just wait for me!" The young man crawled on the ground and stood up. While running, he feebly said harsh words.
Shao Xiaoli crossed his arms across his chest and snorted coldly, knowing that he would not dare to cause trouble to him again in the future.
Just as she was about to close the door, a woman with a gentle voice spoke.
"My little sister is very good at swordsmanship. I wonder who she learned from?"
Shao Xiaoli followed the sound.
She was a beautiful sister with silver hair and white robes. Her figure was graceful and graceful that women dream of, and her snow-white skin was even more gleaming, like the moon halo described in the book. Even though she was a woman, she felt a little confused for a moment. Crazy.
"This is obviously a palm technique." Shao Xiaoli looked at his hands and defended.
In the room, Ning Changjiu sat on a chair and sighed longly. The laughter of the spirit of the Sword Sutra came out from within his body.
"The big white tiger is finally here, what about you? How are you preparing for it, donkey?"