"What's wrong? Don't you want to see my dad?"
Lan Luo was slightly dissatisfied and said deliberately with a straight face. , the latest chapter visit:. .
Xiao Chen said softly: "No, when will we meet?"
"Tomorrow, it's so late tonight, and you're a little tired."
"Um."
Under Lan Luo's arrangement, Xiao Chen got a rather unique and quiet courtyard in the Hou Mansion.
In fact, it is very much in line with Xiao Chen's preferences.
This night was indeed tiring.
To be precise, I haven't had much rest since I entered the Tianji Tower and was hunted down until now.
Xiao Chen put the little monk aside, lay on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The sleepiness never came, and I was lying on the bed, with leaves falling outside the window and making a sound, as if it was raining.
It was an ancient tree in the courtyard, and its leaves were blown off by the night wind.
The fallen leaves all over the sky sound like rain, why can't Guan Qing sleep
It is naturally difficult to fall asleep when something is on your mind.
Turning sideways and opening his eyes, there was moonlight outside the window, shining mottledly on the ground.
Xiao Chen had no intention of sleeping anymore, his face was expressionless and his thoughts were racing.
I was still thinking about what scholar Tiance deliberately confessed before leaving.
"Although what I said is ugly, ten times out of ten, it is correct..."
The calligraphy test that Scholar Tiance gave him was indeed not very good, but it was as he said.
If it were inaccurate, there wouldn't be so many people queuing up to ask for his fortune.
But looking at the prediction given to the young monk, regardless of the process, at least the result was that the young monk did get a great opportunity.
Is my heart destined to be uneasy
The road to the Dragon Emperor is destined to be difficult and completely predictable. Xiao Chen didn't care, what he cared about was whether he could see Liu Ruyue smoothly.
The White Dragon Saint was so beautiful that the Dragon God Prince was also fascinated by her.
In the dead of night, if you are not sleepy, you will inevitably have random thoughts and be upset.
Jiang He's words also popped into his mind, and somehow they 'confused' Xiao Chen's thoughts again.
Whoosh!
Unable to sleep, Xiao Chen got up, put on his clothes, took the knife and walked out casually.
"Brother Xiao, what are you doing?" The little monk opened his eyes and said confusedly.
"Practice your sword, go to sleep."
The moonlight is like water, falling on the courtyard, adding a hazy veil to the scenery in the courtyard.
Xiao Chen drew out his sword and started wielding it at will.
I have a lot of mixed feelings in my heart, some are anxious, some are violent, some are indignant and unwilling.
But the more this happens, the more delicate and softer the sword light he wields becomes.
The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose.
Control your state of mind very well, so as not to lose the delicateness and order of your sword skills.
If this heart will not be at ease after all, I hope you will be clear about it!
Wow!
The sword light swept across, Xiao Chen gently picked it up, and the straight sword condensed the moonlight in the garden into a beam and shot away into the sky.
With a tap of the toes, the figure flew across the sky, with white clothes and white hair, spinning and dancing gently.
While dancing, endless moonlight radiated from Xiao Chen's body.
For a time, the moonlight in the courtyard was like flying snow, more like flower petals, dancing in the wind.
The garden is full of flowers falling, like a beautiful poem.
Xiao Chen paused in the air, using the knife as a pen. The person is in the painting and his heart is outside the painting.
If this heart is not at peace after all, then who can understand me!
Understand my persistence in loneliness for so many years, understand the burden of Qinglong's revival that I bear, and understand my persistence and perseverance in searching for the moon.
The moon is like a hundred flowers, letting you dance, and the flowers fall and fly all over the sky. Such as poetry and beautiful paintings, no one appreciates them, and no one is a close friend of the paintings.
Click!
There was a crisp cracking sound, the picture was shattered, the light and shadow were scattered, the moonlight was scattered everywhere, like a fallen flower and a willow, no one pities and no one loves it.
If this heart cannot be at peace in the end, if it cannot find anyone who knows it and has no regrets, what is the use!
The night is getting darker and the chill is getting stronger.
Who can pity my thin clothes and my lonely shadow facing the moon
Accompanied by the broken flowers and fallen willows, and the overflowing sword light, there was an indescribable sadness.
But this sadness did not turn into anger, nor did it turn into hatred.
You can be sad or sad, but you can't be angry or hateful.
And use the knife to create dreams, dreams of fine wine, dreams of beautiful women. A beautiful woman accompanies me to get drunk, a beautiful woman accompanies me to laugh.
There is no sadness or worry. In my dream, the flowers are falling, and someone is with me to appreciate them.
If you don’t understand the beauty of dreams, how can you dream of a knife and dream of a dream
Under the mottled moonlight, an illusory scene appeared in the courtyard. Some people were drunk, some were laughing, and some were dancing against the moon.
I can't tell if it's real or fake, a dream or reality.
If my heart is finally uneasy, let me fall into a dream and never open my eyes for ten thousand years.
But Meng will wake up eventually.
The moment I opened my eyes, it was not just that the sweet dream dissipated, it was clear that the whole world had slipped away from my hands.
Infinite loss fills your heart. Can you continue to hold the knife in your hand
Buzz!
Suddenly, the sound of the boundless sword was heard in the courtyard, and the sword in his hand was burning with purple flames.
When the purple flames dissipated, the dark blade turned into a dreamy purple color, as if this was the true color of the tyrant sword.
Hold the long knife tightly and swing it at will.
The night color in the garden quietly dispersed, and the purple sword light spread out like water.
Xiao Chen's expression suddenly changed. Under the light of the purple sword, a man in black on the courtyard wall was forced out of his body.
"who!"
call out!
With a stab of the long knife, the purple light all over the garden condensed into a beam and shot away.
The man let out a surprised sound and flashed slightly, but his shoulder was still penetrated by the sword light.
He glanced at Xiao Chen in surprise, flashed several times, and left quickly.
The night is hazy and you can't see it in the blink of an eye.
As if it had never appeared before, only the purple sword light in the sky that had not yet dissipated proved everything just now.
Sheathing the sword, Xiao Chen frowned slightly, but did not pursue it.
This person was able to appear silently, and only appeared unexpectedly after being activated by himself to reveal Ba Dao's true form.
It shows that the strength is much higher than his own, but he has never made a move, and he obviously has no malicious intentions.
In the prince's mansion, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
There are at least ten people with this level of strength, if they rush to chase them rashly, it would be bad to cause trouble.
As soon as his thoughts were interrupted, it was natural that he could no longer dance with the knife.
Coming to the stone table in the courtyard, Xiao Chen gently placed the Ba Dao on it, took out the Millennium Fire, and poured himself a drink.
After finishing the sword dance, his restless mind calmed down.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, I unconsciously fell asleep covered with a layer of moonlight.
When I opened my eyes again, the dazzling sunlight came in, and my neck felt stiff and uncomfortable.
This time I found that I rested my chin on my hand and slept like this all night.
"Mr. Xiao, please excuse me. The Marquis has prepared a family banquet and would like to invite Mr. Xiao to come over. The princess specially ordered me to entertain him."
Outside the gate of the courtyard, a beautiful maid stood tall and graceful, and said playfully.
Xiao Chen calmed down and returned: "Wait a moment, I'll go over after washing up."
After a little tidying up, Xiao Chen carried the young monk on his back and went to attend the family banquet under the leadership of the maid.
Generally speaking, grander family banquets are usually held in the evening.
Setting up a family banquet in the morning means that there will not be many people invited. It is possible that apart from the heirs of the Hou family, there may be only myself and the young monk.
The Hou Mansion is very large, with corridors, corridors, rockeries and flowing water, like a maze, intertwined.
If there is no one else to guide you, you may really get lost in it and wander around.
On a wrong road, Xiao Chen found a group of people moving forward in front of him.
The destination seems to be the same as myself.
However, it can be seen that many of them are just followers and guards. The real master is the young man in brocade uniform who leads them.
The young man was quite handsome and easy-going, and you could see the smile on his face.
When he was talking to the maid who was leading the way, he was not at all arrogant, which made the maid feel very shy.
In addition, there was an aura of nobility about that young man.
But his easy-going temperament well conceals this nobility, making people feel particularly close to him.
Xiao Chen stopped and thought thoughtfully, there was nothing to care about this person.
He stopped because Xiao Chen found a relatively pure aura of dynasty dragon luck in him.
The four major dynasties are the main dragon veins that occupy the central world. All dynasty bloodlines can be protected by dragon veins.
The purer the bloodline, the larger the dynasty Long Yun will accept.
Within the vast territory of the Yanwu Dynasty, with the blessing of this dragon's luck, the luck was much stronger than that of ordinary people.
In addition, nobles who receive titles from the dynasty can also be blessed by dragon luck according to their titles.
For example, Long Tenghou, who was granted the title of Marquis, was a title second only to the prince.
After all, it is extremely rare for any dynasty to have a king with a different surname. Normally, a marquis is the highest.
Long Tenghou will also have the aura of dragon luck, but whether he can discover it is another matter.
"That is Prince Yu, who was also invited to the family banquet this time. It is said that he came specially for the princess and wanted to invite her to join the Seventh Grade Sect's Sword Pavilion."
Seeing Xiao Chen's gaze, the maid leading the way stopped and said with a smile.
The maid seemed to know Prince Yu very well, and she revealed a lot of information after just asking him casually.
Judging from his eyes, he seems to be quite attracted to Prince Yu.
The Seventh Grade Sect has already stood at the top of the world. Looking at the entire world, there are only a handful of Seventh Grade Sects that can be called the Seventh Grade Sect.
There were probably only a few people in the huge Yanwu Dynasty.
The competition is so fierce that even relatives of the emperor will not receive any special treatment.
He can be so confident in inviting Lan Luo to join the Shenjian Pavilion. Considering his own strength, he will not be far behind.
Without thinking much, Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said: "Continue to lead the way."
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