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- Chapter 459 Life and Death
This is an old man, tall and straight, with a burly figure, a beard and beard fluttering under his chin, his hands stroking his beautiful beard, looking proudly.
Wearing a lavender robe and a crane cloak, his hair is as white as silver, he has slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and his eyes are flowing like cold lightning, which can directly strike people's hearts without being angry.
He stood in front of everyone, facing Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun, his eyes seemed to be mocking and he sneered calmly.
Jiang Nanyun smiled softly, the Frost Sword trembled slightly, and let out bursts of low groans, showing excitement. Finally, there was a master who could fight.
"Mr. Song." Commander Li clasped his fists, looking respectful and a little ashamed.
The old man nodded slightly and said, "Commander Li, how is the prince?"
Commander Li blushed and hummed in a deep voice: "This woman's martial arts skills are too strong, we didn't attack!"
"Just separate a few more ways and just break in!" Mr. Song frowned and said displeased.
"Your Majesty, he" Commander Li shook his head and smiled bitterly. He sighed inwardly, if he destroyed the Prince's study, even if he could be saved, he would be severely punished afterwards.
"Besides, he already felt something bad was going on in his heart. If such a long period of time was not good for the prince, he would have already finished everything, and then barging in would only disturb people's hearts.
"Let's break out." Xiao Yuesheng glanced at everyone, shook his head, and hummed softly, his voice still high-pitched.
"Okay!" Jiang Nanyun responded softly, his lotus feet moved quickly, he stepped out with one step, and suddenly appeared two feet away, facing the old man named Song.
"You can stay here!" The old man stumbled forward and reached out with his palm, like a claw or a palm, he grabbed Jiangnan Yun Hao's wrist, and the palm came out very quickly.
Jiangnan Yunliu's waist swayed lightly, like a weak willow supporting the wind, light and elegant, and with a stroke of the long sword, it slashed towards his throat.
The old man surnamed Song sneered, and raised another palm to meet it. His fingers were drilled into a shape like a pointed cone, and he pierced the Jiangnan Yun sword body.
Jiang Nanyun flipped the sword gently, with light movements, changed the body of the sword to the blade, and faced the old man.
The two people are agile in their movements, their moves are exquisite, and they change their moves quickly and freely, far beyond ordinary people. With the effort of one move, several changes can be carried out, and the changes in one move are truly astonishing.
Commander Li made them dumbfounded and secretly admired him. Mr. Song was worthy of being enshrined in the palace. His unique skills were astonishing and could not be matched by them.
Xiao Yuesheng carried a wooden box and looked around, frowning as he watched more and more people pouring in. The whole palace was gradually moving.
"If he hadn't concealed his identity and restrained his behavior, he would have killed the old man named Song with a flick of his magical power.
While Jiang Nanyun was entangled with the old man named Song, his mind was on Xiao Yuesheng. When he saw his master frowning, he was shocked.
She suddenly jumped up, and a ball of sword light spilled out, like a bright moon falling in front of her, the light was soft but bright.
The old man took a step back, sneered, and unsheathed the long sword at his waist, cutting it into a bit of cold light and piercing into the brilliance.
"Ding ding ding ding ding ding" a series of crisp sounds, like firecrackers going off in unison, dozens of sounds were completed in the blink of an eye.
"Jiangnan Yun's sword skills are continuous and seem to be unpleasant, but they actually seem to be slowing down his illness.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them faced off with dozens of swords. She fluttered, took two steps back, held the sword diagonally, and looked lazily at the old man named Song, who looked lazy and charming.
She smiled with joy in her heart. For a while, this old man was the best in martial arts, and she felt comfortable doing it.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? sign -? Full of flaws, I hate them for being stupid, but also feel that it's not interesting, and I lose my interest because I can't win with force.
Now that she met an admirable master, she felt itchy.
"Still dawdling!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted softly, his voice was high-pitched, like a steel needle piercing people's eardrums.
Jiang Nanyun sighed helplessly, nodded and said: "Okay, okay."
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, swayed, and appeared in front of the old man. He was holding a big box in one hand and was about to leave him.
"You should stay with me too!" the old man shouted angrily, and as soon as he sent the long sword away, it turned into a little cold light and arrived in front of Xiao Yuesheng in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned, slowly stretched out his hand, and flicked it with his fingers, like flicking a fly.
"Ding" A clear sound sounded, with lingering lingering sounds.
The old man's forward body froze for a moment, his sword stopped for a moment, and then he swung away to the right.
Xiao Yuesheng's finger hit the sword just in time. The inner force contained in his finger was so powerful that the sword almost flew away from his hand.
Jiang Nanyun floated forward and said softly: "I'd better do it!"
" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her with annoyance, accusing her of being playful, but he didn't know what was going on outside. After all, it was the palace, and it was inevitable that some strange people would come into play.
Jiangnan Yun Chang Sword OneStanding upright, he held a stick of incense toward the sky and hummed softly: "Whose sect are you from, and what kind of martial arts do you use?!"
The old man surnamed Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The internal energy on the sword was as powerful as a river, and Pei Ran could not control it. If another finger came after him, it would be difficult to hold the sword with the numb tiger's mouth.
Hearing Jiang Nanyun¡¯s words, he couldn¡¯t help but be startled, and then became angry. This woman clearly looked down upon herself and was teasing her.
He sneered, his face was gloomy, he straightened his sword and stabbed straight at her, as fast as lightning, and a gleam of cold light came to her in an instant.
"Jiangnan Yunhanshuang's sword swirled, a cold light appeared, and a low whistle sounded, like the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, which was breathtaking.
The sword of the old man surnamed Song pierced into the cold light and stagnated immediately.
Jiang Nanyun then tugged, and the old man couldn't help but let go. The long sword then spun, and with a "chi" sound, it flew out and pierced the door frame behind him.
The old man¡¯s face turned pale, he took a step back and stared at Jiang Nanyun with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
The power coming from the sword just now was like a giant elephant, huge and unstoppable.
It is unbelievable and unbelievable that such a strong internal force comes from the hands of a woman.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, then turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced sideways at her and suddenly let out a long roar.
A whistle shot straight into the sky, rising into the sky like a rocket, piercing a big hole in the sky. The sound was extremely sharp, piercing the eardrum like a steel needle.
The whistling sound is sharp, but it is as surging as a river, as if the Milky Way is upside down, pouring down, never ending, it is irresistible.
Everyone here, except Jiang Nanyun, doesn't think anything of it because they are from the same source. The Qingxin Jue circulates endlessly, and the whole body is warm. The true energy is stimulated by it and speeds up slightly, as if the blood energy is slightly faster, and the whole body feels warm. Comfortable.
The old man surnamed Song hurriedly used his parallel fingers to form swords, and quickly tapped the acupuncture points on both ears to close his hearing and resist the attack.
"But sealing the hearing has no effect. It seems to be transmitted directly to the brain, as if countless steel needles are piercing it, and the pain is unbearable.
Soon, his blood energy stagnated, and he gradually stopped listening to his own commands and ran around in his body, as if he was a roving soldier with no restraints.
Everyone around them was like this, their minds were in a state of confusion, as if they were being stabbed by countless steel needles, their true energy was surging around them, and they would go into forks in the road from time to time.
After a few breaths, the banging sound continued, like dumplings, and everyone fell to the ground, unconscious, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Jiang Nanyun spat out his tongue. The master's move was much more cruel than his own. He was worthy of being the master!
Xiao Yuesheng lowered his head, stopped whistling, glanced at everyone, turned to glance at Jiang Nanyun, and hummed: "Let's go!"
"Yes!" Jiangnan Yunjian responded, and was immediately glared at by Xiao Yuesheng. He was always calm and attentive.
Jiangnan Yunsheng raised his voice in a hurry and coughed twice, as if his throat was uncomfortable just now, and said loudly: "Let's go!"
Her voice was rough, and her throat felt as if it had been burned by fire. Her ears felt indescribably uncomfortable. It was completely inconsistent with her charming appearance, and it made her feel even more uncomfortable.
"I'll carry it!" Jiangnan Yuntan pressed his palm on the red lacquered wooden box, and gently exhaled a soft force from his palm, using the "stick" formula to lift it up lightly.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and let her carry him. He turned to look at everyone. They each fell down. Some were sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and regulating their breath. Some were lying on the ground and fell into coma. Among them, only three of them were still alive. Standing were the old man named Song, Commander Li, and the top master Zhang Chuanming.
"But these three people couldn't protect themselves. They could barely hold on. The energy and blood in their bodies were floating, and they were busy suppressing the chaotic zhenqi.
Jiangnan Yun's bright eyes glanced around, eyes as bright as water, and whispered in Xiao Yuesheng's ear: "Master, do you want?"
She raised her slender eyebrows, and lightly stroked her pink neck with her white jade-like right hand, making a beheading gesture.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Let's go!"
After saying that, his figure flashed, appeared on the wall, flashed again, and disappeared.
Jiang Nanyun saw this and shouted: "Wait for me!"
He turned around and glanced at everyone, his bright eyes flickered twice, he stamped his feet lightly, and finally did not kill them. He picked up the big red lacquered wooden box, turned around and floated up the high wall, floated down, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the small courtyard, moans could be heard faintly, as if they had been stabbed by steel needles. Everyone's brains were stabbing in pain, and they did not dare to use their brains. The pain was severe after even thinking about it for a moment.
Everyone adjusted their breaths one after another to suppress the blood in their bodies. Several people had blood stains on their mouths and had already vomited blood.
The night wind blows and spits on their faces.They didn't feel cold at all, the blood in their bodies was floating, they were extremely strenuous and in pain, as if their internal organs were turned upside down.
After a while, the moon tilted a foot in the sky. The old man named Song suddenly opened his eyes, and two bolts of lightning shot out.
He turned his head and glanced at everyone, and saw that they were all adjusting their breaths with their eyes closed. No one was awake, and several people were already unconscious. They didn't know what the situation was.
He snorted softly and didn't bother to pay attention. He was dismissive of this group of people. It was of no use. One meal was worth two people. There were so many people and they didn't even touch those two people.
He turned his head and glanced into the room, hesitated for a moment, did not move, and then looked at Commander Li.
Commander Li¡¯s majestic figure stood firmly, motionless, his eyes slightly closed, but he was like an old bear taking a nap, making people dare not underestimate him, with a formidable evil aura.
This evil spirit is forged between iron and blood, and is not a personal temperament. He killed many people on the battlefield and was infected with this evil spirit invisibly.
He seemed to feel the pressure of his eyes, and suddenly opened his eyes, meeting the eyes of the old man named Song.
Like two lightning bolts colliding together, the two of them immediately averted their gazes, calmed down their expressions, and pretended to be fine, but each felt a chill in their hearts.
The old man surnamed Song was awe-inspiring, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. Commander Li usually kept it secret!
If not, based on his normal martial arts, he would never be able to look at me like this, and he would never have such a sharp look.
Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, wondering what the purpose of doing this was.
Immediately, he thought again, who doesn¡¯t have secrets? As long as it has nothing to do with him, why should he meddle in other people¡¯s affairs? It¡¯s unfounded. !
He felt relieved, nodded to Commander Li in a low voice, and said, "Brother Li, I wonder how the prince is doing?"
Commander Li sighed, shook his head, said nothing, and turned to look at Zhang Chuanming, the number one guard.
Zhang Chuanming opened his eyes leisurely and sighed: "This person has such deep inner strength, so pure and yin, I can't compare to him!"
Commander Li nodded: "Well, this person's martial arts is really evil. What kind of mentality does he belong to, Mr. Song?"
Old man Song thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Vaguely, I seem to have such an impression, but for a while, I can't think of it!"
"Elder Song, is this the Forbidden Palace?" Commander Li whispered in a low voice, glancing around as he spoke.
Old man Song was startled, his face changed, he thought for a while, and nodded: "Well, it seems somewhat similar!"
Zhang Chuanming took a breath and shook his head helplessly. There were countless masters in the Forbidden Palace. Although he was the number one master among the guards, he was far from the real masters. In this regard, he still had a few Partially self-aware.
"Commander Li, let's go see the prince!" Old Man Song sighed lowly and shook his head, showing pity.
He has great martial arts skills and deep internal strength. How could he not hear the noise in the room?
Inside, there was no sound of breathing for a long time. If it was a martial arts master, he might have used a unique method to hold his breath.
"But the prince doesn't know martial arts, nor does he know how to breathe in and out. How could he hold his breath for so long?" !
After not breathing for so long, there is only one possibility!
But he didn¡¯t dare to think about it anymore. If this were true, it would shock the world. The emperor had a deep affection for this brother and would be extremely angry.
When the emperor is angry, the earth becomes murderous, blood flows thousands of miles, enough to float an oar, and there are still many people who will die in the world!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and shook his head.
Commander Li did not understand his thoughts. He also understood that if something happened to the prince, not only would he be derelict in his duties, but he would also be punished and his head would be moved, and his family would also be affected and find it difficult to survive.
Thinking of this, his heart became cold and his lips became dry. He swallowed hard and whispered: "Let's go in let's go in and take a look."
Zhang Chuanming looked heavy and nodded slowly.
He was skilled in martial arts and had deep internal energy. He heard a silence in the study room, and there seemed to be no sound of breathing.
"Let's go. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that you can't avoid. Just go in!" Commander Li shouted in a deep voice and strode forward.
Zhang Chuanming thought about it after biting it, and followed him.
Old man Song shook his head, sighed, smiled bitterly, and followed in.
The door of the room was pushed open, and the three people filed in. When they saw what they saw, their faces turned pale, and their bodies froze, motionless.
They saw Prince Ruiyang sitting on a tiger-skin wicker chair with a lifelike face, leaning to the left.?Head, eyes closed, motionless.
The three of them looked at each other with fear in their eyes.
Although he had been mentally prepared in advance, when things came to pass, it was different. His death meant that his life was not guaranteed.
He is about to die. This feeling is not something ordinary people can bear.
Commander Li swayed slightly, his face was as white as a piece of paper with no blood at all, his eyes widened and he stared at Prince Ruiyang.
"Commander" Zhang Chuanming whispered in a low voice.
Commander Li turned around, looked at him, shook his head and sighed: "Alas our lives are miserable!"
"Commander, for the current plan, it is important to block the news first!" Zhang Chuanming's eyes were shining with cold light, like a lone wolf.
Being in a desperate situation, he was trapped and still fighting. He was unwilling to be killed in vain, and always wanted to struggle to survive.
"Commander, what Brother Zhang said makes sense!" Old Man Song nodded, staring at Commander Li with bright eyes.
¡° He is now a grasshopper on their thread. If he is convicted, he will not be able to escape. Even if he does not die, he will not be spared from punishment. He will never be able to turn over in this life.
"Well, that's right, let's block the news first!" Commander Li nodded casually, turned around and closed the door quickly, and looked around. Everyone still had their eyes closed, and no one had woken up.
He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door tightly, turned around and glanced at the two of them.
The two of them looked at each other, then slowly approached the bookcase and moved to King Ruiyang, staring at him closely.
Commander Li slowly stretched out his big hand, brought it up to King Ruiyang¡¯s nose, and paused for a moment.
A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, he turned his head sharply and said to the two of them: "You still have energy! You still have energy!"
"Huh -? What's going on?!" Old Man Song was startled, and he quickly stretched out his hand, separated Commander Li's big hand, and brought it to King Ruiyang's nose.
Joy slowly filled his face, and after a moment, he nodded: "Not bad! Although the breath is weak, there is still energy!"
He moved his feet, ducked behind King Ruiyang, stretched out his palm to gently lift his neck, making him stand up straight, and pressed his other palm to his vest.
The other two people stared at him motionless, watching him come to rescue.
I thought I had stepped out of the cliff with one foot and was about to fall. Suddenly, I realized that my eyes were wrong. I was still standing on the edge of the cliff and did not fall.
Hope emerged from a desperate situation. If the three of them had not been strong in determination, they would have burst into tears long ago.
Old man Song had white steam steaming from his head, and the white gas kept pouring out from the back of his head, like boiling water.
His face was rosy and rosy, and he showed no sign of fatigue. Instead, he became more energetic, which showed his profound skill.
Commander Li didn't care to look at these things now. He just stared at King Ruiyang, motionless, watching his breathing become heavier and his face changing from blue to white, becoming a little rosy, and his heart slowly fell. In the cavity.
After a while, there was movement outside. It seemed that someone woke up, looked around strangely, and whispered.
Commander Li walked lightly to the door, opened the door and walked out, standing on the steps.
At this time, many people had woken up under the steps, most of them were silent and just in a daze. The scene just now made them frightened. If the whistle had continued for a while, they might have died.
They had never heard or seen such a powerful internal force. They were shocked in their hearts and could not calm down for a long time.
Some people kept silent and were immersed in shock, while others talked in low voices and couldn't help but want to talk to others, so there was a buzzing sound.
Commander Li stood on the steps, pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, glanced at everyone, and hummed in a deep voice: "Shut up!"
???????????????????????????Everyone suddenly fell silent, without saying a word, and all looked at him, with questions in their eyes. What happened to the prince was related to their life and death.
He snorted coldly: "Mr. Song is healing the prince in the house. You guys are talking nonsense. If you disturb Mr. Song, I will take it out on you!"
His tone was stern, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces showed an overwhelming sense of joy.
They are not stupid. They thought that the prince was dead and that as guards, they could not escape death. Unexpectedly, they were not so bad.
From the commander's tone, it seemed that the prince was only injured and not dead. In this case, although he was guilty, he would not die.
Their hearts were scratching like a cat, but they tried not to speak.
Someone stood up and asked in a low voice: "Commander, Your Majesty, he?"
"Your MajestyThe injury is serious, look at Mr. Song¡¯s methods! "Commander Li shook his head and sighed, with a heavy look on his face.
"Then" The man was tall and tall, with a square face and a broad mouth. He was also a strong man and seemed to be an upright man.
Commander Li nodded: "Well, the auspicious man has his own destiny. The prince has a noble status and has his own blessing. It seems that there is no need to worry about his life!"
"Thank God! Your Majesty is a thousand years old!" The big man hurriedly clasped his hands together and praised hurriedly, with a look of joy on his face.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, don't take advantage of Song Lao's luck, just stay here and don't move!" Commander Li waved his hand, shouted in a low voice, glanced at everyone, his eyes were like lightning, and turned around Opened the door and entered the house.
Everyone in the courtyard had happy faces. The prince was not dead, and their lives were saved. Thank God!
As soon as Commander Li came in, he saw Old Man Song slowly retracting his palms and pressing them flat in front of his chest, concentrating his Qi and concentrating his energy.
He hurriedly stepped over, came close to him, and whispered: "Mr. Song, what's wrong?!
Old Man Song slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blazing, as if they were real, and could penetrate people's souls.
He sighed, shook his head, and said: "The prince's life has been savedbut there seems to be an aura hovering in the prince's head. My martial arts skills are low and I dare not touch it easily. The prince may not be able to wake up!" "
"What should we do?!" Zhang Chuanming asked anxiously, looking at King Ruiyang and seeing a calm expression on his face, with a slight smile on his face, as if he was caught in a sweet dream.
Old Man Song let out a long sigh and shook his head: "Alas I am not good at martial arts, and I cannot control my internal energy to a subtle level. If I don't want to save the prince, I have to go to the Forbidden Palace"
"Do we need to invite experts from the Forbidden Palace?" Commander Li's face darkened and he asked in a deep voice.
Old man Song stroked his beard and sighed, then nodded slowly: "They are the only ones in the world who can save the prince"
"Mr. Song, how about inviting a monk from Shaolin Temple?" Zhang Chuanming's eyes rolled, suddenly stopped, and he asked hurriedly.
"Well, I've heard for a long time that Shaolin Master Fang Zheng's Yi Jin Jing has extremely pure internal power, so you might want to give it a try!" Old Man Song nodded slowly.
He also knew that it seemed that the person who hurt the prince was an expert in the Forbidden Palace. If he went to ask for help again, it would be tantamount to seeking death. Maybe that person did this, only hurting but not killing, just for this step. Woolen cloth!
Although he is dismissive of these Shaolin monks, he also understands that these monks are dedicated to practicing martial arts and have pure internal strength that cannot be doubted.
"I'll leave immediately to invite Master Fang Zheng in person!" Commander Li said solemnly.
Zhang Chuanming rolled his eyes and said hurriedly: "Commander, I'll go with you, so you can have someone to look after you on the way!"
After looking at him, Commander Li nodded: "Well, that's it!"
The night is low, the moon is bright, it has crossed the sky, and the clear light is still soft and bright.
Guanyun Villa is shrouded in the night, exuding a quiet atmosphere, but from a distance, the light above the Villa is faint, like the soft light emitted by a night pearl, and it looks like a fairy palace.
In Guanyun Villa, rows of lanterns are lit, making the Villa as bright as day. Even if you sleep at night, the Villa is still brightly lit, as if it is a Villa that never sleeps.
When sleeping, only the dim light in their respective bedrooms can bring out the breath of night.
In the back garden of Guanyun Villa, in the small pavilion, a luminous pearl is embedded in the top of the pavilion, exuding a soft clear light. The small pavilion is bathed in such clear light, and the water around the small pavilion flashes.
The figures of Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun suddenly flashed and appeared in the small pavilion, as if they opened a door from the void and stepped over.
Jiang Nanyun put down the large red lacquer wooden box in his hand, Xiao Yuesheng frowned: "Be gentle, don't break it!"
Jiang Nanyun chuckled and said hurriedly: "Master, don't worry, I know it, even an egg can't be broken!"
She has regained her voice as soft as honey, which matches her seductive and slutty mask, making it even more alluring and making people's blood boil.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, shook his head and smiled, looked her over, smiled again, and said: "Take off the mask!"
"No, let me go back first to see what this mask looks like!" Jiang Nanyun covered his face and chuckled.
"Master! Miss, are you back?!" Xiao He was dressed in a green shirt, floating over like a breeze. She was beautiful, her eyes were moving, and she was indescribably charming.
"Sister Xiaohe, how do I feel about my face?" Jiang Nanyun turned around and asked Xiaohe with a smile.
Although both Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun wore masks, Xiao He was sure it was the two of them.
Xiao He looked her over, pursed her lips and gave her a slight smile.??.
"Good Xiaohe, tell me, what's going on?!" Jiang Nanyun stomped his feet, said softly, and rolled his eyes at Xiao Yuesheng.
"Miss, I can't say, you'd better look in the mirror." Xiao He pursed her lips and smiled.
Jiang Nanyun's figure flashed and appeared in the sky, then disappeared and disappeared, as if he had slipped into the void.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and touched his face gently. The mask suddenly turned into a small flesh-colored ball, spinning in the palm of his hand.
He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured the ball into the bottle, and took it back into his arms.
Xiaohe opened her bright eyes wide and watched his every move. Seeing him take it back, she asked, "Master, is this the mask you made?"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "What, you want one too?"
Xiaohe lowered his head, tapped it lightly, rubbed the skirt of his clothes with his little hands, and his pink neck turned red.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and nodded: "Okay, I'll give you one. Use it carefully and don't get into trouble!"
Xiao He hurriedly agreed and looked up at him, her beautiful face full of surprise.
Xiao Yuesheng took out the original small porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a small flesh-colored ball, the size of a pill, and sent it to her.
She took it carefully, held it in her snow-white hands, and put it in front of her eyes. She looked at it carefully. She still felt it was amazing that such a small thing could turn into a mask. Once put on, she would become a different person. It was truly amazing.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, looking at her childlike appearance, he felt happy in his heart. After a night of killing, although there was no danger, he felt tired. Seeing Xiao He's beautiful smiling face, he felt good and relaxed completely.
Jiang Nanyun suddenly appeared, still wearing a mask on his face, and said angrily: "Master, this face doesn't look like a good person!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and said lazily: "It's not true, okay, take off the mask!"
Jiang Nanyun nodded, touched her hands, and the mask immediately turned into a small ball. Xiao Yuesheng waved, and it flew up from her hand and landed on his.
He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and filled it. He clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I'm tired after a night, so go back to sleep!"
Jiang Nanyun said hurriedly: "Master, wait a minute, let's talk about what happened just now!"
Xiao Yuesheng frowned, glanced at her lightly, and darkened his face: "What is there to say?! Go to sleep!"
Seeing this, Jiang Nanyun seemed to have some enlightenment. He spat out his sweet tongue and said to Xiao He: "Master is really evil, let's go back!"
Xiao He smiled softly and said nothing. He glanced at Xiao Yuesheng with his beautiful eyes and quickly turned away, not daring to look again.
Xiao Yuesheng picked up the large red lacquered wooden box, walked along the corridor, and floated into the Hanyan Pavilion, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Nanyun said softly: "Sister Xiaohe, you should go back, but did I wake you up?"
Xiaohe shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I'm practicing, Miss, can we have dinner at the villa tomorrow?"
Jiang Nanyun thought for a while, nodded and said: "Well, Master won't wake up very early, he should eat in the village."
"Well, I'll go back then I'll give you a pot of tea first." Xiao He nodded and said goodbye to her.
Jiang Nanyun waved his snow-white jade hand to signal her to leave. He supported Zhen's head with one hand and stared blankly at the bright moon hanging diagonally above the small pavilion.
Xiaohe left, no one was seen, she was still staring at the sky.
Xiao He soon appeared again, holding a wooden tray in one hand. There were two sets of teacups and teapots on the tray. He came to her side, put down the teacups and teapots, and then walked away, walking lightly into the cold. Smoke Pavilion.
When Xiaohe came out of Hanyan Pavilion and disappeared behind the Moon Gate, Jiang Nanyun suddenly floated and disappeared into the small pavilion.
In Hanyan Pavilion.
Xiao Yuesheng was sitting in front of the Xuan desk, slowly flipping through a book, with a leisurely expression. He was holding a cup of tea in his hand, which was steaming and fragrant.
Seeing Jiang Nanyun suddenly appear, he was not surprised. He just looked at her lazily and snorted: "You are finally here!"
Jiang Nanyun chuckled, stepped forward to help him fill the tea cup, and said with a smile: "Master, I never understood why you didn't kill that prince?!"
Xiao Yuesheng put down the tea cup, put down the book, and opened the window. A bright moon hung outside the window, bright and clear.
The breeze came slowly, blowing the gauze curtains in the room.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at this round of understanding, sighed, and said: "This prince, it is easy to kill him, but the trouble is endless, so let's keep him alive!"
"Is it true?" Jiang Nanyun's beautiful face was full of disbelief.
othersIt seems that the master's mind is as big as the sea, far beyond ordinary people. As a disciple, she understands that the master is not gentle. He is just too lazy to care about it and looks down on him. Once it is something he takes seriously, he is very stingy. .
With such a big hatred, not to mention the prince who sent people to kill the uncle, even if he hurt the uncle, the master would not spare him, not to mention that the uncle is dead? !
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly: "It would be too cheap to let him die like this, so he might as well live for a while!"
With one palm strike, he directly dispersed the vitality of King Ruiyang and absorbed his soul. However, when he thought about it later, he did not let him die, but forced his soul back into his body, making him an idiot and living again. A year and a half.
"If we take his life directly, both the Qingping Gang and the Changsha Gang will disappear. This is against the wishes of the eldest brother Pan Hou. The Changsha Gang that he worked so hard to create is his lifeblood.
Even though there are many experts in the Qingping Gang and the Changsha Gang has extraordinary strength, compared with the entire imperial court, it is difficult for them to survive.
The imperial court is the power of a country, with countless elites and masters, which is difficult to fathom.
People who practice martial arts are not all those who refuse to accept the teachings. Real masters often have a profound knowledge of literature. Unless a person who does not know the Chinese characters is extremely talented, it is difficult to achieve any great achievements. A martial artist must learn Buddhism and Taoism. Learn from it.
"That's it" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, nodded, and asked: "Master, your box is very heavy, what does it contain?"
Xiao Yuesheng said lightly: "This prince likes jade, so I can borrow it for you."
"Hehe, borrowing jade is an elegant thing!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, his eyes moving, charming and seductive.
Xiao Yuesheng sighed softly, his face was heavy, he shook his head and said: "Do you know why your uncle was killed?"
"I've always wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask for fear of making Master sad." Jiang Nanyun said softly.
Xiao Yuesheng stood up, turned around and looked at the bright moon hanging outside the window, his face was lonely. Now, he wanted to find someone to have a drink with, but he couldn't find him!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.
"Master" Jiang Nanyun felt the master's sadness and called softly.
Xiao Yuesheng shook off his foggy thoughts and sighed: "Your uncle stole the jade. King Ruiyang found out and sent someone to kill him."
"That's it!" Jiang Nanyun suddenly realized, no wonder, no wonder the master is so sad, it's like this!
She sighed in her heart, her eyes were sore, and she suddenly felt sad for her master. If such a good friend is lost now, her master must be sad and sad.
She groaned bitterly: "Master, that prince really deserves to be killed!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Even if you kill him, you can't bring your eldest brother back to life, so what's the use?!"
He was a little annoyed because his cultivation was not deep and his soul was not sharp enough. If it were in the previous life, if people around him were in trouble, they would immediately react.
In this life, too much attention has been paid to the muscles and bones. If you want to cultivate an indestructible body, the cultivation of the soul is far from enough.
Immediately, he suppressed this thought again, knowing that it was a useless thought. Death is like a lamp going out. If the soul cannot be found, he will enter the road of reincarnation.
"However, he now has a method, which is the art of searching for souls. It is an extremely profound Taoist method. He is not sure about it and cannot tell others about it.
He collected that box of gems just for this magical skill.
If the soul-searching technique is successful, the elder brother's soul can be found within seven days, condensed in a formation, well preserved, and will not enter the reincarnation of heaven and earth.
In this way, when he has completed his cultivation, his soul can be returned to his body, which is the so-called return of Yang.
But his soul is now dispersed outside the body. Several days have passed and there must be losses. If it is too late, the impact will be huge and cannot be delayed.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became anxious and said: "Okay, Nanyun, I'm going to set up the formation, you should go back and rest first!"
"Master, do you want my help?" Jiang Nanyun asked hurriedly.
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"Yes, Master, I'm going back first." Seeing his stern face and imposing authority, Jiang Nanyun hurriedly responded and left the room.
On the second day, Jiang Nanyun came out of Nanyu Tower and climbed to Hanyan Pavilion.
I stood outside the door and listened, wondering if Master had woken up.
"Come in." Xiao Yuesheng's voice came from inside, unpredictable. Jiang Nanyun was startled, feeling that the master was weak, as if he was injured.
She hurriedly opened the door and went in. Xiao Yuesheng was sitting cross-legged.On the bed, his face was as white as snow, and his brows were haggard.
She was startled, swayed, and appeared in front of the couch, asking anxiously: "Master, what's going on?!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, sighed, and said: "It doesn't matter, let's go to Changsha to help!"
Jiang Nanyun hurriedly pressed him to prevent him from getting up, and said anxiously: "Master, your injury hasn't healed yet, has it?"
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed his wrist, and a stream of fresh air overflowed and flowed into Xiao Yuesheng's body, quickly moving around for a week.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, it's not my body that's hurt."
Jiang Nanyun looked at him doubtfully. According to her observation, the master was in good health and showed no signs of injury, which was really strange.
¡°Master, where are you injured?!¡± Jiang Nanyun asked nervously.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Okay, don't make a fuss, you won't kill anyone!"
He pointed to a few white jade pendants in front of him and whispered: "Keep these, you will need them later."
His voice was soft, weak, and unpredictable. He seemed to be speaking from a distance, but also seemed to be nearby, which was weird and unusual.
"These are?" Jiang Nan Yuncai saw these jade pendants. They were all warm and crystal clear, as if there was light swimming inside, as if they were alive. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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