A few months have passed, and the current Qionghua Gongzi seems to have changed in terms of temperament and cultivation compared to before.

At this time, Gongzi did not have the appearance of a descendant of Jianping, and the only thing related to the sword on his body was the broken sword on his waist...... The dull hilt of the sword didn't look like a sword at all, but more like a token.

He was more of a scholar than a monk.

At this time, Qionghua Gongzi was dressed in white, wearing a short sword at his waist, and carrying a square painting box behind his back, in which countless painting scrolls and many painting tools were faintly visible.

When the distance is close, you can still smell the faint aroma of ink on his body, which is refreshing.

Of course, no one with a little discernment would think that he was really a dusty painter......

In the eyes of the monk, there was a strong chill around Childe, and the source was ...... It was the short sword at his waist.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the main source of cold comes from Childe's heart, where something unusually cold seems to be stored, dyeing Childe's face white and cold like frost.

Childe looked up.

Is it another town ahead?

"I don't know...... Is there anyone worth learning from me. ”

There was a hint of anticipation on his calm face.

Although he left Qionghua at the beginning in order to completely inherit the name [Traceless], he didn't really want to go down the mountain, but ...... I really gained a lot of things from going down the mountain this time.

He wasn't good at painting people, especially women, so he visited a lot of masters along the way.

The longest time was to learn to draw eyes with a down-and-out old man...... I studied for half a month.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the other party, he is a master, but there is no end to learning, everyone has something that is good at and worth learning from.

Childe gained a lot from this trip.

As for why you want to learn to paint, instead of staying in Qionghua to practice swords...... It's not because he's in love with elves.

I thought of the girl who was obviously cute, but pretended to be cold and majestic...... Childe felt his heartbeat beat much more violently, and after a while.

Long sigh.

"Fell in love with elves...... Or the top elf, what kind of fool am I......" Childe stroked the stubble on his chin and smiled bitterly.

It's been a long time since I've taken care of myself, and he won't like it like this.

Go to the town in front of you for a good rest and travel in formal gear.

It's time to go to Lingshan too.

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……

Suddenly a void monk appeared, Lu You and Lisa Weng naturally noticed it in an instant, the former didn't care at all, walking around the streets, and the latter, because of the reason why Le Zheng fell into the court, he also carefully observed.

A few miles away, Lisa Weng appeared ten meters in front of Le Zhengluoting, and secretly looked at the place where he entered the customs.

"Qionghua's little one? Wait, not a broken flower? Lisa Weng tilted his head: "Jianping is very good this time, he is the "Traceless Son" of this term?" ”

Well......

How so?

In the past, the descendants of Jianping were all of them, with very high appearance, strong strength, no trace of the sword, and a cold existence......

Do you understand when I say that?

But now the man wearing Qionghua is a scholar, no matter how you look at it, he is still sloppy, like an old man.

Not to mention cold as ice.

Lisa felt that this was a stupid scholar, and it was cold enough.

He can feel the chill exuded by Childe's body here, and he doesn't know what treasure is hidden.

"Huh? That's Qionghua Sword ......"

Demoiselle looked at the dull saber at Childe's waist and was stunned for a moment.

"Broken ???!!!"

The eyes widened, and bloodshot eyes filled their sockets in an instant.

Demoiselle covered his chest, almost didn't lift his breath, couldn't calm down, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Qionghua Sword, that's Qionghua Sword!!!

It is the existence closest to the fairy sword in 10,000 years, if it is in Shu Mountain, even a filial son will find a way to provide for it......

If it's yourself...... Demoiselle felt that he would definitely sleep, and he would not leave an inch when he slept.

It is such a Qionghua sword that is a treasure in the eyes of all those who use swords......

Now, it's broken?

Demoiselle felt that his heart was dripping blood, and what he couldn't understand even more was why the sword was broken and not repaired. Has the Qionghua Holy Land decayed to such an extent? If it is Shushan, the bankrupt family will find a way to repair it.

As for why it was broken...... Demoiselle Weng didn't think that the ancient sword had a spirit, and it made sense that it might have been chosen by himself.

Followed by...... Demoiselle took out a bag from his bosom and reached out to rummage through it, a look of pain in his eyes.

If Qionghua doesn't help with the repair, he ...... Can help, in the name of an individual.

Otherwise, looking at it will make you feel worse than death.

Lisa Weng is also a representative of Shushan refining weapons that are getting poorer and poorer, no matter who he refines, as long as he can do it.

"Ten pieces of Tiefeng Mine, five pieces of Yueyang Crystal, and one piece of Xingshui Stone...... and a cylinder of gilt ...... Well? Nothing else? Gone??? The old man was stunned, and then clutched his heart and slammed to the ground, muttering in his mouth.

"It's gone...... Gone...... How could it be gone......"

You shouldn't just hide the goods like this.

It shouldn't be.

Oh.

Come to think of it.

He's a poor man.

Good sad facts.

He didn't have any savings, and then some time ago, for the forging of the fairy sword scabbard, the family basically threw it in, and now the little ore left is still left because the casting of the scabbard does not require ore other than the fire and ice attributes.

Demoiselle finally realizes the fact that he is a poor ghost.

"But...... Just these ores are enough to repair the Qionghua Sword. ”

Thinking that he could save the damaged spirit sword, the Demoiselle Weng lying on the ground smiled, obscenely, but he was not in a hurry to see Playboy Joan.

When Le Zheng is safe in court, it will not be too late for him to go to the Traceless Kid again.

Anyway, it seems that he is also going to Lingshan, and he probably has thoughts about Lu Aya.

Lisa Weng snorted coldly, he was reluctant to repair even a sword, could he be good to Lu Aya?

If it were other people who would naturally not try to help repair the broken sword, just kidding, Qionghua Sword, just listen to the name and know that it is a symbol of Qionghua, who would be so brainless to help Qionghua repair Qionghua Sword, isn't this a slap in the face?

But no matter how many talents there are in Shushan, he just looks at the broken sword and is not happy.

Moreover, the so-called remaining ores and metals, each of them is the best of the best, even if it is Qionghua's heritage, he can't take too much.

Especially the jar of liquid metal years gilded, the degree of cherishing is equal to the immortal fruit in the spirit fruit...... This old thing actually has a cylinder, and when those old monsters who also like refining tools know, they will definitely be tempted to grab it.

He is willing to repair the spirit sword for Qionghua, who he doesn't know and even has a less intimate relationship, for such a precious thing, and it can only be said that the brain circuits of the people of Shushan are very strange.

Suddenly, Demoiselle noticed footsteps in his ears, and when he looked up, he found a pair of bright red embroidered shoes.

Walking up the shoes, you can see a round face and almond eyes.

met the girl's gaze.

The atmosphere froze.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he noticed it the moment Le Zheng moved, but he didn't move.

It's also too embarrassing.

Anyway, why did this girl move around suddenly? Instead of recovering her state, she ...... It's a bit forced.

"......" Le Zheng Luoting was pale at this time, looking at the old thing under his feet with the eyes of looking at garbage, and then ...... Without saying a word, he stepped off him.

She recognized Demoiselle.

She's seen it.

It was when Lu Aya was still in Shushan, this old guy appeared with a young man, scaring the Moyuan Demon King, and it was initially estimated that he was a very powerful senior in Shushan?

But so what?

Le Zheng Luoting didn't care if he followed him to protect or what, for a young girl, an old man secretly followed him, and he laughed obscenely, not killing him with a sword was already giving face.

Her body only exists for Lu Aya.

Stepping over the "garbage" on the ground, the red embroidered shoes fell to the ground, the girl's body trembled fiercely, her legs were weak, and she almost fell, but fortunately, she stabilized.

This scared Lisa Weng, if this girl let the murderous spirit burst out uncontrollably, although it couldn't hurt him, but once Le Zheng fell into the court and threw the "leaky" pot to him, then he would be hated by the future apprentice of the filial son for a lifetime.

Le Zheng's persistence and perseverance in the court, even he was stunned.

However, it can be seen that Le Zhengluoting is under a lot of pressure at this time.

However, she has something that must be done.

Yes, she can use the magic treasure, any secret method in it can allow her to get through the difficulties in front of her, and the reason why her spiritual power is so high is also related to learning the magic treasure.

But she was reluctant to use it.

First...... She has exercises given by her master.

Second, she learned it, but without Lu Aya's permission, she didn't want to use it.

On her own, she can too.

She's going into the city.

Be sure to enter the city.

As for why she suddenly had such a big obsession, pulled her out of cowardice and hesitation, and insisted on suppressing the murderous spirit into the city......

The reason is simple.

She...... I felt the smell of that girl.

Algidity.

Rich chill.

It's the smell she can smell in her dreams, hundreds of times stronger than what was left in Shushan, it must be, it must be someone who is very close to her, or rather, it is Lu Aya herself.

was so stimulated, of course Le Zheng couldn't help it.

She's going to see Lu Aya.

And she didn't want Lu Aya to feel that she was a murderer...... Therefore, those evil spirits must be suppressed, they must be suppressed.

Besides, if Lu Aya was in the town, she wouldn't have to go to Lingshan, but just in case, she still had to work hard.

The sick girl broke through her limits because of love.

As for waiting for Le Zheng to fall into the court, he found out that it was a man with Lu Aya's breath...... That's for another story.

Choosing to forgive her, of course.

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From the moment she saw Le Zheng walking to him, she knew that this girl had chosen to enter the city...... Can she really suppress her murderous aura?

Well.

It's not bad to be looked at by the girls in the family with that kind of disgust.

The elderly, when they are old, will naturally be disliked.

He was optimistic.

But what surprised him was that every time Le Zheng Luoting walked out, the murderous aura on her body weakened by a point, and correspondingly, her walking speed became slower and slower, and her strength became smaller and smaller.

Demoiselle got serious, and her eyes flashed.

This girl......

It's so strong.

Her perseverance...... It's really scary.

In a sense, Le Zheng Luoting is what Lisa Weng has ever seen, the existence with the most tenacious mental power, it is already an exaggeration to be able to walk a hundred miles against the seven killings, and at this time, suppressing those murderous qi into the body requires not only perseverance, but also physical and mental strength.

Even if it is to suppress the little bit of that rich evil qi, Le Zheng Luoting will endure the smell of blood every moment, like ten thousand ants devouring the heart, and may be killed and devoured at any time.

It's dangerous.

However, she persevered.

After walking out of a hundred meters, there was no trace of murderous aura on the girl's body, she was like the most ordinary mortal, a young lady.

Merely...... is a sick and weak young lady, her face is meaningless and bloody, like a weak willow supporting the wind, and she will fall ill when the wind blows.

The speed of walking is extremely slow.

Every step she took, there was no strength, and people couldn't help but suspect that she would faint next.

"What a very good disciple." Demoiselle looked at her back and obeyed.

Even...... faintly moved the idea of grabbing apprentices with filial piety.

This girl...... Maybe it's more suitable for Shushan than that Lu Aya.

Demoiselle thought so.

In just a few hundred meters, he found that he had been conquered by this somewhat sick girl.

It turned out that she didn't need anyone's help, she could do it alone.

She's strong.

A little girl at the peak of the virtual realm, but she has been evaluated as "very strong" by the ninefold existence of the fateful tribulation, and if she says it, she will become famous overnight.

Thinking about it, Le Liweng followed, walked to Le Zhengluoting's side, and looked at her.

Le Zheng was in great pain at this time, but because there was Lu Aya in front of him, his face was as usual.

She looked at the old man beside her, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes.

Does he have to interfere with himself?

Ignoring the girl's dissatisfaction, she said, "You definitely don't want to take the car, but since you want to keep this body in the city, it is better for someone to follow, otherwise, I think ...... There should be a lot of people interested in you. ”

When Le Zheng heard this, he didn't say anything.

She is now seen by others as a weak woman who is powerless, and even has a serious illness, like a lost deep lady...... There will definitely be a lot of trouble.

That's for sure.

If you don't kill people, it's really troublesome.

Only, what is this old guy? Chamberlain?

That's ugly, isn't it?

Realizing that he was disliked, he shook his head, turned around, and turned into an ordinary young man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not handsome, but not bad, but ...... Still wearing a hat.

Appearance is inherently freewheeling.

Speaking of which, his age is younger than that of Xiao Gongzi and Yun Shu.

Of course, although he has become a young man, the slightest obscenity cannot be removed.

The pendulum will swing.

This person's righteous way has been cultivated to the extreme, and his eyebrows are full of obscenity.

"Okay, right?" Demoiselle spreads his hands.

Le Zheng was silent and went his own way, but he didn't look at him anymore.

I kind of admit it.

After all, she is her master's elder, and Le Zheng still has to give some face in court.

Demoiselle followed her quietly, his eyes full of curiosity.

Le Zheng is going to go to the town, and even broke through the limit of the limit because of this incident......

What's ahead?

Lu Aya is not here.

Curious.

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