Luo Ming smiled and said, "Don't make fun of my virtuous brother. Why are people from the mountains and fields so wrong? Please."
Strolling on Guizang Island, I saw that all the children on the island had small hats and blue shirts, and they would wear a sword around their waists. But seeing all the guests bowing side by side, I feel sincere.
When I entered the main building, I realized that it was already full of guests, and the huge main building was almost completely filled. And beef, sheep, chicken and duck, wine and delicacies are still being brought out like a stream. Luo Siming said that there would be a hundred seats for the banquet, but it was not a lie.
Luo Ming and the emperor entered the main hall together. All the people present were prominent figures in the rivers and lakes. Seeing Luo Ming arriving, he couldn't help applauding.
Luo Ming asked the emperor to sit on the main seat, but the emperor quickly turned it down. After pushing for a while, the emperor took the initiative to sit on the second seat. After Luo Ming saluted the emperor, he came to the main seat and said loudly: "Thank you for coming to our place. It is really arrogant that Luo Mou invites you all by posting heroic posts. Fortunately, you are still selling some of Luo Mou's old face.
There was a commotion among the crowd, apparently not expecting to see a legendary figure like Luo Ming when they came this time.
Luo Ming said for a while, and suddenly said: "Everyone came here with sincerity, but someone is secretly sabotaging me, trying to instigate my relationship with the Central Plains martial arts. It caused an uproar in the rivers and lakes, this person is the ghost thief from the northern Xinjiang - Abel Si. This stalker has ulterior motives, and the conspiracy must be not small. Since you are here because of Luo, Luo has a responsibility and has already beheaded Aples to show the public."
Every time he said a word, there was a burst of exclamations and praise.
Shen Yiren couldn't listen anymore, so he walked out of the door, seeing the Luo family's children coming and going, feeling even more stuffy. Performing light work, quietly slipped out from the main building.
She walked around for a while, and suddenly smelled a faint floral fragrance. Intrigued, I walked towards the land of flowers. A few miles away, but seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, and no one was staring at her, I felt even more happy. Shen Yiren circled east and west, followed Huaxiang, and walked into a garden.
She originally followed the scent to find it, but when she saw it, she felt snow white. I thought it was winter snow, but after a closer look, I realized that it was a garden of plum trees. Hundreds of plum trees are planted here, and they are extremely gorgeous. The snow-white flowers spit out a fragrant cool breeze, and then shook off a shower of flowers.
This floral fragrance is elegant and fresh, fashionable and unobtrusive at first. But the more I smell it, the more fragrant the garden becomes. You can taste different flavors gradually over time.
Shen Yiren couldn't help being stunned, and there was a voice behind him.
"This is the plum garden."
Shen Yiren recognized the voice and smiled bitterly.
"I was running around randomly, and I didn't expect to run into Luo Gongzi's garden."
Luo Siming smiled and said, "Miss Shen is a distinguished guest. The plum garden is open today. Many of the guests present have seen it, so it's no harm to let Miss Shen take a look."
Shen Yiren nodded and said, "It turns out that this is the plum garden. Plum blossoms bloom for many months in winter, and they do not wither in the cold. Jiangnan warriors love plum blossoms a lot, and the most famous of them is Luojian Villa. It's a blessing to see it today."
Luo Si Ming said: "If Miss Shen is interested, she can be a guide next time."
Shen Yiren shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I have never been interested in flowers and plants. I only came here because of the smell. Don't waste your kindness." Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly pointed to a pot of plum blossoms.
"Who pruned this white plum?"
This white plum is properly pruned, and it has won the four main points of branch horizontal, shadow oblique, drag sparse, and proud snow. The pruned parts reveal superb techniques. And starting from the rough stem, this white plum has only a few branches left, but it has a fierce sword intent that wants to fly to the sky.
"This plum garden is located in Luojian Villa, and usually only the owner can enter. Even I can't come. My father retreats in Jianxin Xiaozhu and never sees outsiders, but from time to time he comes to the plum garden to prune the plum blossoms and recuperate his body and mind."
Luo Siming pointed at the Xuemei and smiled.
"This white and green plant is the work of my father."
(End of Volume 8) Volume 9: Luo Jian's Soul Refining, Forbidden Sword and Slaying God Prologue
As far as the eye can see, it is a shadow that covers the sky and the sun.
It was still daylight, but the sky seemed to be devoured by darkness. Covering the sky and the scorching sun was a thick black mist that could not be dissolved. As if it had weight, it kept falling down. Sometimes it is even difficult to tell whether it is the sky or the town that is being swallowed up.
No one can understand the source of this black fog, only that its appearance has caused the entire town to fall into unprecedented chaos.
The abandoned ancient city walls are covered with moss, and people are shouting, running, pushing and crushing each other, as if they are crazy before the apocalypse.
Luo Ming is not one of them.
The owner of Luojian Villa, a rare swordsman genius, is calm and reserved at all times. No matter what difficulties he is facing, he has the wisdom pearl in his hand, as quiet and clear as the water of Taihu Lake. He was eager to keep fighting, if he could.
But his injury did not allow him to do so.
Luo Ming held the broken Si Mingjun in his left hand, his body protection was shattered, his body was covered in blood, and he had fallen into a situation where he could not move.
It is not that he has not experienced more serious injuries in his life, but it is the first time he has suffered such a serious blow.
Before this expedition, he gathered his favorite generals and barbarian generals, formulated a strategy for more than a few months, and led a thousand people to go up. According to his plan, this battle should have ended with him using the Supreme Weapon to cut off 'hi' head.
However, it failed.
Still so terribly defeated.
Si Mingjun was shattered into two pieces, and the supreme weapon is no longer there. Luo Ming was seriously injured, and almost all the Yi brothers who had been with him for several months were killed in battle.
Could there be a more tragic defeat than this
Luo Ming, a genius who was proud of his life all his life, was gripped by the shock of failure and the feeling of powerlessness that he could no longer fight, and it was difficult for him to stand up again. In his eyes, the righteousness and spirit of the red-hot iron sword at the beginning of the expedition was no longer there.
In the dark fog swallowing the sky, something unknown was slowly moving.
Luo Ming knew that 'he' was here.
Not only through the creepy moving sound with a fixed regularity, but also through the pungent smell of 'him'.
The disgusting stench of a giant beast seemed to permeate the crowd, surrounding the crowd from all directions, and the smell alone could make people faint.
People who fled in the streets could not escape this nightmarish attack at all.
As the smell wrapped the streets, the sound of 'his' footsteps disappeared. Luo Ming knew that 'he' liked to play this trick. The closer you get to the prey, the more you like to hide and startle.
After being quiet for a long time, a large, terrifying yellow eyeball suddenly appeared between the two houses.
Several people were frightened to death on the spot, and they couldn't even figure out what the other party was, and they died under the stench and fright.
Only Luo Ming knew that the eyes that seemed to be showing viciousness at any time, with a weird smile, came from the most ancient and brutal creature on the earth. If death is the only way to go, maybe you don't need to see what 'he' is, but it's an easy way to die.
Luo Ming was still lying on the ground, unable to move, his will was not as firm as his hands clenching his swords. A man who was born a genius does not feel that death is anything to fear. However, it is really discouraging to die in a fiasco.
—If there was a sword that could kill 'him'...
This thought crossed my mind. Today's defeat is not due to his lack of swordsmanship. It is the fault of the sword. If there was a divine sword that could kill 'him', everything would not be like this.
The only thing he did was to close his eyes and wait to die. Today's encounter, the fiasco, and the death of his companions have tortured him enough. He didn't have the courage to continue fighting, and he didn't have the motivation to keep fighting until he died.
Luo Ming closed his eyes, hoping that he would not open them.
It's a pity that he neglected to count the sons that he cultivated first. And his giving up will also be one of the most regrettable decisions in his life.
There are many talents in the Luo family, which is a well-recognized fact in all corners of the world.
It is not only Luo Ming who is famous all over the world, his second brother Luo Yan and his three sons are all first-class players in the martial arts. Even the fourth son of the Luo family, who was still fourteen years old, had single-handedly attacked the den of thieves on the uneven road in Shanxi some time ago. Who dares to say that the fourth young master of the Luo family will not be a famous swordsman in martial arts in the future
Luo Ming's second son Si Nian and third son Si Ju, each with a sword, rushed in front of his father. The two of them were of similar age and had the best relationship in their lives. The two brothers studied the "Lieyang Liver and Gallbladder Records" and the "Taihan Jing" respectively. Luojian Villa always said that the two young masters are very similar to the uncle and the second master, and they will become a good story in the future. Every time they mentioned this, the two brothers Luo Ming and Luo Yan laughed at each other, very happy.
But the martial arts of the two of them, after all, have not yet reached the consummate level. One ice and one fire magic shot, but failed to shake 'his' body, but angered 'he'.