Sword of Coming

A small but enchanting fine looking woman took out a bunch of brand-new keys with exquisite workmanship, opened the courtyard door, and said with a smile when she opened the door and said: "Finally, it is useful."

The woman glanced at the chicken coop at the foot of the wall, and there was a fluttering sound of poultry wings. She was stunned, "Isn't starving to death?"

"I still have to thank me for finding such a good neighbor for you. The neighborhood is harmonious and the world is in the same spring." She quickly figured out the reason, turned her head and looked at the next door, and found that she was not tall because of her height. When I reached the scene there, I had to walk to the yellow mud wall and stand on my heels. I found that there was only an empty yard next door. I felt boring and boring. I quickly retracted my sight, walked to the main house door, took out the key to open the door, and crossed the threshold. Later, extend the hand refers to a wipe on the table, untainted by even a speck of dust, the woman is a little unhappy, like an outsider arbitrarily advocates applying rouge on her daughter’s face. It looks good, but she can be a dad. Of course not happy.

The three followers who followed the woman to Mud Bottle Alley, tall and sturdy man stayed in Mud Bottle Alley outside the hospital, closing their eyes and resting.

The beardless white face squinted old man walked into the courtyard.

Only the woman holding the sword followed the woman into the main house.

The woman walked into Song Jixin's residence alone and looked around all around. There are bed and desks, and there are still some expensive gifts and fun on the desks. If the is Master does not want to carry it with her, she simply abandoned it.The woman walked to the desk and found that there were 3 books stacked in the center. I flipped through them. It was nothing surprising. They were just the introductory books for the unusual child of the school, "Elementary Studies", "Rites and Music", and "Guanzhi". , Is a classic of popular and common learning from the great power of the Great Li Dynasty. The woman found that 3 books were old, but there was no muddy stain. An image of a certain person suddenly appeared in her mind. The woman shook her head and asked casually: "Yang Hua, how much does the book "Elementary Studies" cost in Great Li Dynasty Capital?"

The woman holding the sword with her back to the door has a natural cold voice, and respectfully replied: "If the slave and maid returns to the Empress, it will be as many as 60 texts and as few as 40 texts."

The woman gave a cry, tsk tsk said: "It seems that the greater the truth of Confucian Sages, the less valuable it is."

The woman re-stacked the 3 classics in place, and gently patted the "Guan Zhi" on the top. She showed a hint of sneer, said with a sneer: "If it wasn't for a novelist to help, in the last ages spared no effort to walk in the towns and alleys of Dacheng City, for its good words, and he is willing to be the rateless history of barnyard officials. Confucianism can't sit in this world, and it must be unstable."

The old man in the hospital coughed softly and said in a low voice: "Empress still needs to be cautious, and it is not suitable to speak freely here."

The woman said with a smile: "Don’t worry, Qi Jingchun reached an agreement with the above after his death, so no one will stare here anymore. You think that Qi Jingchun, the Black Pearl Paradise in the stagnant pool, has been in existence for several thousand years. There hasn’t been a big mistake, and can you afford the attention of those big shots?"

The old man still insisted, "Empress is better to be careful."

The woman smiled softly and said softly: "Okay, I don't complain about these. Xu Hunran, you really have to learn from Liang Song at this point. People know better than you to observe words and colors. So let me see, Great Li Dynasty The government said that although Liang Song was your discipline, the student surpasses the master did not wrong you at all. As for my Uncle, who deliberately stabbed you with words, you don’t need to say anything about the discipline as the teacher, Xu Hunran, you don’t need to care, he is just that. People, after hearing a few words from Scholar, I like to mess around with bookcases."

The old man named Xu Hunran didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he only sighed, thinking that there is no Empress you so comforting.

Just thinking of passing by the Vassal King on the way south, the old man's mood suddenly became serious.At that time Song Changjing looked tired, as if he was seriously injured after a battle of life and death, but since he dared to raise the curtains of the car in front of him, it meant that Song Changjing was very likely to be on Martial Dao Road, 100 Going further, although the probability of ranking Tenth Realm is extremely small, after reaching Ninth Realm Peak, Song Changjing walks forward every time, even if it is only half a step, then for 7 Eighth Realm Martial Dao Grandmaster, it is small The half-step difference may be equivalent to their one-level difference.

This beardless white face old man, well-known as the Great Li Dynasty 1st Sword teacher, is known as the Great Li Dynasty 2st Sword teacher. The suffix of the word "teacher", such as Hundred Schools of Thought, is the 1 word "everyone" after someone's surname. .The genius sword cultivator Liang Song who died by Song Changjing was Xu Hunran's most proud of the discipline. The old man regarded him as his own, and his hatred was not big.

Xu Hunran likes to keep a sword in his sleeve. The sword is called White Sparrow.The length of an inch is long, but it is extremely powerful. It is rumored that you can fly back and forth 100 li or so in an instant, the sword has returned to the sleeve, and the person is not dead. The method is fierce and unpredictable.

The woman sat down on that bed and raised her hand on the patted bed. "It's not a rich family's day, but it's quite comfortable."

The young woman with the long sword in her arms whispered: "Empress has a good heart for His Royal Highness.

The woman stood up and said with a smile: "This is hypocritical. The child who really suffers is the orphan next door. My family can't be called suffering."

She walked to the wall, thought for a while, and murmured: "The ancient books given to us by Good Fortune Street Lu Clan, the spell Magical Powers recorded above, have a long history and are no longer textualizable. They are different from the major talisman schools of Daoism today. It’s huge. I remember one page of it. It recorded an interesting little spell. What is incantion? Oh, remember it, try it."

The woman turned her back to the young woman at the door, said with a smile: "You go directly to the yard next door and wait for me to open the door."

"Heaven and Earth are connected, the mountain walls are connected, soft as apricot blossoms, thin as a page of paper, I point a sword, open the door quickly, and follow the law of 3 mountains and 9 Hou Mister!"

The woman didn't have the most important piece of talisman paper in her hand, she just recited the incantion, extend the hand pointed forward, and then strolled in the courtyard and walked through the wall, with a slight ripple behind her.

The woman walked to a dilapidated house with four walls, and said with emotion: "Some people have good lives, and they are happy to toss them anyway. Some people have bad lives and are born with hardship. Who can you justify when you cast the wrong baby? Even if you find the righteous master, do you dare to speak? Little Brat, you will know the truth in the future. Before you find my revenge, you must at least deal with the three parties: Red-Clouds Mountain, Righteous Sun Mountain and Shujian Lake. Wait for you to find me. It’s the Year of the Ox, and it’s still a matter of getting out of the Great Li Dynasty territory alive."

She turned her head and looked at the wall, "3 Mountain 9 Hou Mister, what is his identity? We, Eastern Aquarius Continent, don’t have such a number. Could it be that we lost Burning Incense and the golden body of Ancient Deity? If so, why this little spell Does it still work?"

She couldn't figure out the answer for the time being, thinking about going back to Great Li Dynasty Capital and checking it again, or asking Cui Chan for a question.She went to open the door, and after pulling out the latch, she could not open it. Then she remembered that the door must be locked. She had to use a little force to forcibly break the brass lock. After pulling the door, she saw that the courtyard door was wide open. Looking at the sword servant female and sword master Xu Hunran, he asked: "You just broke into the house like this? You still don't make sense? Find someone to fix it later, don't forget."

She walked to the courtyard door and added, "The lock on the door of the house is also replaced with exactly the same."

The old sword master and the woman holding the sword are obviously used to this.

Tall and sturdy man frowned standing in Mud Bottle Alley.

After the woman walked out of the yard, she suddenly stopped and said, "Yang Hua, you follow the steps of my family's 7-year-old, and walk to the right hand side 6 Thirteen Steps."

The woman holding the sword led the way and stopped after 6 Thirteen Steps.

The woman behind her turned sideways, facing the high wall, "It should be here."

The woman looked at the dirt wall that was not a bit strange, and said bitterly: "Song Yuzhang damn it."

She quickly recovered her normal expression of grace and calmness, and asked with a smile: "This secret thing, you heard me talk about it back then, where do you think the crux is and what can I do for Mu'er?"

The young woman shook her head and said, "The slave and maid didn't know, and didn't dare to speculate."

The woman was sighed, a little sad, "My family has two knots. The first one, of course, was in the heavy rain. He was chased by a poor mud leg all the way from outside the alley to here, pinched his neck and pressed it against the wall. It’s impossible to move even a little bit. With his temperament, Mu’er must be very angry. At that time Mu’er was still young, and besides losing his face, Mu’er must also be scared by murderous-looking peers.”

The woman's eyes suddenly sharpened, extended the hand palm, and gently pressed her palm against the rough and uneven mud wall, "The second knot is very interesting. So that it is interesting to let my family together afterwards, maybe it is For the first time in his life, he knew what it was like to feel guilty. So after he met Fu Nanhua of Old Dragon City, the deal was added, and he couldn't make up his mind to change the person who was going to kill from Liu Xianyang to that boy."

The young woman is finally a little curious, but serving this lady is no different from a companion like a tiger, and naturally she will not be so stupid to ask.

The woman put her palm away, wiped the sleeve of the woman's arm with the sword, and began to turn around and walked towards the alley. She suddenly showed a bit of delicacy. Although she has become a mother and a mother, she is panting with rage. Said: "Mu'er just said that you Chen Ping was born on the 5th of May. After the death of your parents, because you live in the ancestral house, your parents cannot be reincarnated, so it is best not to live at home and move out quickly. ."

The more the woman talked, the more annoyed, "Say a few jokes, what's the point? You Chen Ping believes that, because you are stupid and broken, you can't go to dragon kiln to burn the broken vows of porcelain. How can I blame my family? Even more how how much money is your vow of a petty seed worth? How precious is my family, and the white wall is slightly flawed. This is what the secular people say. If you believe this, the cultivator is simply bring about one's own destruction. Even the Upper Five Realms Qi Refiner who can live the same life as the country, who is not struggling to pursue the true Immortal Golden Body and the unsullied body? How can you pay for it as a market boy? Can you afford it?!"

The woman gnashing teeth said: "The little bitch, what a sin!"

The woman holding a sword with a golden sword ear gently lying on her chest, her face calm.

The sword master Xu Hunran turned a deaf ear to this and didn't care.

Only the tall and sturdy man walking at the end frowned again.

When the woman was about to walk out of Mud Bottle Alley, she suddenly turned around.

Almost at the same time, the young woman and the old swordsman moved to the left and right to clear the vision for the woman.

The woman was already smiling at this time, both charming and innocent, with a kind of contradictory seductiveness, she asked softly: "Why, Wang Yifu, do you think it is wrong?"

The man said solemnly: "Although I don't know more inside stories, I do think this is wrong."

The woman did not have the slightest surprise, but said with a big smile: "Wang Yifu, the number one fierce general of Lu Dynasty!"

The old swordsman who habitually squints at people and things can hardly see his eyes anymore, and he is full of sword energy in the narrow alleys.

Debris from the mud wall is constantly falling to the ground.

The woman holding the sword quietly took a step back, as if to make more battlefield space for Sword Dao Sect division Xu Hunran.

She looked at the burly man not far away, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

A stray dog ​​with a broken spine, dare to bark?

This man named Wang Yifu used to be one of the Lu Dynasty Generals. He was a first-class general of origin. His ancestors were General in the battlefield. Before Wang Yifu returned, he was equivalent to the Upper Pillar Country of the Great Li Dynasty. Great Li Dynasty Song Changjing, the military god, had called Wang Yifu a long time ago. This person led the war with ability, can't be considered outstanding, but his personal military force is extremely high.Although it is a Qi Refiner, it has the strong physique of the Eighth Realm Martial Artist, is proficient in swordsmanship, and can control the powerful Yin Spirit of that famous jade stone to fight with him. It can be described as one of the few real experts in Lu Dynasty.

The woman stretched out the small palm of mutton fat fine jade and shook it, "Xu Hunran, don’t be nervous, General Wang is a reasonable person, but he is a bit more upright. Now in a camp, don’t just say anything wrong. I want to fight and kill. I don't like it very much."

Xu Hunran silently put away the sword energy of grandiose in the sleeve.

It's just that the woman said at the next moment: "I will only protect Wang Yifu who has sacrificed his life and dignity. I will not send it to the previously stated place, but to the Imperial Palace or the Official Brothel?"

Wang Yifu, who stared at her, clenched his fists, his veins violently violently, and his eyes were bleeding.

The woman Serene said: "Before I only said that you can save your life, so you, Wang Yifu, don't treat my Bodhisattva Heart as justified."

Wang Yifu suddenly said with a smile: "Empress is right, but his subordinates are wrong."

The woman said with a smile: "It’s good if you know what’s wrong. Then you don’t have to follow us when you get out of this Mud Bottle Alley. Go and take off the head of the former superintendent, and then find a wooden anywhere. The box is installed, I may need it in the future."

Wang Yifu stunned: "Song Yuzhang is the official called by the emperor to come here. Empress. You have also said before that this person has backers in the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Observatory Bureau. Why do you want to kill him?"

The woman asked with a smile, "I need a reason to kill? Then what do I do as this Empress?"

Wang Yifu sighed, cup one fist in the other hand, bowed his head and said: "The subordinate takes the order."

After the 4 people walked out of Mud Bottle Alley, Wang Yifu parted ways with the other 3 people.

When the silhouette of the burly man who returned to the Great Li Dynasty and loyal to the Empress was completely gone, Xu Hunran couldn't help but sneered: "What a strong Wang Yifu, haha, now even the bones and the Backbone are gone."

The woman did not go to the crowded streets, but chose a secluded alley and laughed at herself: "I really thought I did something and couldn't tell the good from the bad?"

The old sword master didn't know how to reply for a while, so he just shut up.

The woman raised her head to look at the blue sky, and said with emotion for no reason: "Only when I was on the scene, I found Qi Jingchun, a Scholar, really difficult to deal with."

"It's our Great Li Dynasty who can't sorry him."

"Such a thousand Gucci men, I just want to use it for my Great Li Dynasty. No wonder Your Majesty is depressed these days and often sighs."

"It's a pity that Qi Jingchun no matter how good he is, he is still dead after all."

The woman sighed all the way, but she was full of words from the bottom of her heart.

When the woman was silent for a long time, she stopped talking. Xu Hunran remembered something. First he waved his sleeves and sword energy spread all around. Then he asked in a low voice: "Empress, it's just killing a young man who suddenly became rich and rich. Did we make a little fuss?"

The woman seemed to be too lazy to answer this kind of question, said without thinking: "Yang Hua, come on."

The woman holding the sword coldly said: "The lion fights the rabbit, a critical strike."

The old sword master was dumb.

The woman twitched her mouth, "Although my Uncle is a Martial Artist, there is a saying that is wonderful, against any enemy, 10000000000000 don't give him a head."

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Unlike his colleagues at the Ministry of Rites who stayed at Peach Blossom Alley, Song Yuzhang lives alone in Dragon Riding Alley, a house where the owner has just moved.

Song Yuzhang opened the door of the house and sat at the table. There was a hip flask, next to a saucer of salted peanuts, and a large bowl of liquor. This former superintendent has been rooted here in the town for ten and five years. , What to eat and drink, and the taste is all familiar.

When he saw a tall and sturdy man in the courtyard appearing out of thin air, Lord Song who had just picked up his wine bowl laughed, "It's finally here."

He raised the white bowl high and asked, "Can you wait for me to finish this bowl of wine."

The uninvited guest hesitated a little, nodded.

Song Yuzhang seemed to be afraid that the guests would be anxious, so he drank half a bowl of shochu in one sip, and his face was ruddy, and asked, "Can you give me a word to the boy named Song Jixin? Well, he should be called Song in the future. Mu's."

The middle-aged man had a hint of pleading in his eyes, "Could you tell him that the guy named Song Yuzhang, after so many years, has always wanted to ask him for a spring couplet?"

The burly man shook his head decisively this time: "No!"

Song Yuzhang took a deep breath, closed his eyes slowly, his face was relieved, and he said softly: "When I was young, I liked to read travel notes, and I saw Old Dragon City at the southernmost point of Eastern Aquarius Continent. There was a big tide all year round, and the world was spectacular. This bowl of Great Li Dynasty wine is the water of the South China Sea tide."

Wang Yifu strode forward and broke the neck of the officer of the Great Li Dynasty Ministry of Rites with one hand.

After the murder, Wang Yifu had no pleasure in his heart, and gently let him lie on the table like a drunk.

As a man of subjugation and a defeated general, Wang Yifu poured himself a bowl of wine, drank it silently, and finally said to the dead man at the table: "So, Scholar, also has a great head."