Angelica has not seen the man in red move since he was cast under the door of the seven-star cupboard, this time,.

Angelica was thinking, in the blink of an eye, the red-clothed man on his side had already flown up with a sword, Ye Zhengbai was not to be outdone, in an instant, flying sand and stones, a real master duel, Angelica only felt that there was a shadow in front of him, red and white figures superimposed, sometimes on the ground, sometimes flying to the treetops, far and near, the friction of the weapon, like a high-pitched song, people couldn't help but admire.

Qingye Sword and Qinggan Sword were originally from the same piece of Xuaniron, both in terms of toughness and hardness are exactly the same, but unfortunately, Qinggan Sword was injured by a ghost knife in Yanming Villa, and cracks appeared, if the swordsmanship of the man in red was slightly above Ye Zhengbai this time, then the Qinggan Sword might really be broken.

After three hundred rounds, the two swords collided, and the sword qi instantly emitted from the sword body, magnificent, if it weren't for Angelica's good concentration, maybe it would not be an exaggeration to be hit by this strong sword wind at this moment.

"Hiss"

The crack of the Qinggan Sword deepened further, Ye Zhengbai frowned, and secretly thought that the subtle changes on his face were just seen by the man in red.

The sword aura of the Qingye Sword in the hand of the man in red suddenly increased, and Ye Zhengbai retreated a foot away almost uncontrollably, but he still did not give up, the Qinggan Sword in his hand had begun to be unbearable and trembled.

The red-clothed man's eyes were half-narrowed, at most he had a cup of tea, if Ye Zhengbai didn't stop, then this peerless sword would be ......

"Do you just want to see the Qinggan Sword turn into a waste sword?" The man in red suddenly spoke, Ye Zhengbai gritted his teeth, his gaze unconsciously fell on the sword body with deeper and deeper cracks, and his heart began to entangle.

The man in red snorted coldly, and while Ye Zhengbai was not paying attention, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked him in the chest, Ye Zhengbai's throat warmed, and a touch of red spit out, and his whole body flew backwards, hitting the trunk of the tree fiercely before falling down.

Ye Zhengbai, the first swordsman of Tianyuan Kingdom, is now worshipping under the man in red, and Angelica has to believe that the martial arts of the man in red are really unfathomable.

Ye Zhengbai was lying on the ground, the soil on the ground was stained red by his blood, and the man in red did not use all his strength with this kick, but only used five points of strength, and Ye Zhengbai injured this appearance.

Ye Zhengbai finally supported half of his body, his eyes lowered but he saw a pair of red shoes with gold rims, he raised his eyes, clenched the Qinggan Sword in his hand, and stared at the man in red with angry eyes.

"Do you want to fight? I'm afraid your sword won't work, right? The man in red opened his mouth coldly, staring at Ye Zhengbai with his eyes like a poor worm.

Ye Zhengbai gritted his teeth, staggered to his feet while covering his chest, and said unadmittedly: "Even if I don't use the Qinggan Sword today, I can defeat you today." ”

The man in red has a problem standing when he sees him, even if he can fight with such a body, I'm afraid he only has half his life left, but unfortunately, even if he wants to fight, the man in red has long lost that interest.

"I respect you as a man, come to my seven-star cupboard, I will definitely reuse you."

Ye Zhengbai sneered, and refused without thinking about it: "You stole my Qingye Sword from Lingqing Mountain, do you still want me to join your Seven-Star Cabinet?" I tell you, there are no doors. ”

The corners of the red-clothed man's lips hooked slightly: "Really?" Then I can't help it. ”

The man in red paused for a moment, then beckoned Angelica with his side eyes, and ordered: "This person, I will leave it to you, handle it carefully." ”

"Rest assured, Lord."

The man in red glanced at the unwilling Ye Zhengbai and disappeared from their sight.

"You...... You have to go! Ye Zhengbai wanted to chase him, but Angelica had already blocked his way, for a dying person, Angelica had a thousand ways to torture him.

Ye Zhengbai was seriously injured, he was not Angelica's opponent at all, he was hit to the ground again, Angelica squatted down, looked at Ye Zhengbai who was still breathing, reached out and grabbed his hair, and pulled his gaze to himself.

"You say, it's not good for you to offend anyone, you have to offend our lord, now you are miserable, in fact, I have already found you at the door of Gong Chuyue's room, and you also heard my conversation with her, right? To tell you the truth, our lord has formed an alliance with Mu Zhen, and in order to help Mu Zhen successfully defeat Mu Luo, we also sent tens of thousands of weapons to his Four Kings' Mansion, so it is best for Fengguo Mansion to join us, if you don't know what to do, then you can only wait for the day of destruction. ”

Ye Zhengbai squinted at Angelica, his right hand had already grabbed a handful of loose sand on the ground when Angelica was not paying attention, and when Angelica was about to start his hand and kill him, he suddenly sprinkled the loose sand in his hand towards him!

Angelica leaned back and retreated two feet before he avoided the loose sand, but when he waved away the layer of sand and mist, where was Ye Zhengbai, who was still lying on the ground just now, still there's a trace?

I even let him run away!

Fengguofu.

Ling Jiantong was sitting on the rockery at the moment, holding a piccolo tied with a peach blossom knot in his hand, playing a melodious and familiar tune.

Mu Jinghong stopped at the bottom of the rockery at some point, and when he looked up, he saw a woman in pink clothes, playing a beautiful tune.

Ling Jiantong noticed Mu Jinghong, the sound of the song stopped abruptly, she leaned down and looked: "Jinghong, why did you come from, why didn't you tell me?" ”

Mu Jinghong raised his head, and his good-looking eyebrows showed a warm smile: "I don't want to disturb you, the tune of my eyes is getting better and better, I always know the proverb, I taught the apprentice but starved to death the master." ”

Ling Jiantong clenched the piccolo in his hand and smiled: "Then you hurry up and watch the sunset with me, it's beautiful." ”

Mu Jinghong looked sideways at the orange-red afterglow in the west, and then performed light skills, and easily reached Ling Jiantong's side, and sure enough, standing on a high place, the scenery he saw was different.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Ling Jiantong's little face, Ling Jiantong pulled Mu Jinghong's sleeve, pointed and said: "Look, how beautiful this sunset is, on weekdays, I am busy there, I really haven't sat down to take a good look." ”

Mu Jinghong nodded but picked it up informally: "The sunset is beautiful, but in my eyes, it is not as beautiful as my eyes." ”

I don't know if it's because of the sunset, or if Ling Jiantong's face was originally red, she landed on Mu Jinghong's shoulder with a pink fist: "If you don't come, you actually said something nice." ”

Mu Jinghong stretched out his hand to hold Ling Jiantong's important point, Ling Jiantong's head leaned on his shoulder, the two leaned on each other, and the sunset stretched their shadows infinitely, and finally intertwined together.

"Eyes, will the person standing next to you always be me in the future?"

The corners of Ling Jian's lips hooked slightly, and his head rubbed his chest restlessly: "Fool, why do you ask such an idiotic question, if it weren't for you, who else would there be?" ”

As soon as Ling Jiantong finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly pointed at Mu Jinghong, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he examined: "Why are you weird today?" Say, is it the old mistake again, or is it the girl who fell in love with it again? Oh, I see, it must be a new girl from Jiao Zige, isn't it? ”

Mu Jinghong was really wronged, he held her hand, and looked innocent: "Heaven and earth conscience, since I followed you, I have been good, and now even if there is a row of girls standing here, I don't even look at it." ”

It's the same as being a little daughter-in-law.

Ling Jiantong smiled coldly: "I scared you, I didn't expect you to take it seriously, I believe you." ”

Mu Jinghong's expression was complicated, and his eyes suddenly became deeper: "If you really believe me, why do you want to avoid that question?" ”

"Huh? Which question? ”

"Every time I say that I get married, your attitude is either to avoid or divert the topic, can you give me an explanation today?"

Turns out he was referring to this.

The smile on Ling Jiantong's face gradually narrowed, and he lowered his gaze, not daring to look at Mu Jinghong and said, "My ...... It's not that I'm running away, I'm just ...... I just didn't think about it, and don't you think it's a bit early to talk about marriage at my age? I'm not an adult......"

Mu Jinghong raised his eyebrows: "Adult? What adulthood? Eyes, you're kidding, at your age, you're already a child's mother at this age. ”

Damn, I even forgot that she is now living in the ancient world of all evils, and it is normal to marry at the age of fifteen, not to mention that she is now seventeen years old.

"Eyes, what are you worried about?" Mu Jinghong saw the embarrassment in Ling Jiantong's eyes, and wanted to know what was going on.

How to say this, Ling Jiantong's two fingers were tangled together, and it took a long time before she stumbled: "Jinghong, it's not that I don't want to marry, but I'm really ...... I was really unprepared. ”

"You don't have to prepare anything, you just need to put on your wedding dress, cover your hippoa, and then I will marry you into the mansion, and I will do the rest, you just need to be my seventh princess with peace of mind."

His eyes were clear and affectionate.

Yes, in this ancient world, there was no annoying mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship, and there was no problem of women going out to find a job, the person she wanted to marry was the prince, and there were endless servants in the house, she just needed to sit there, stretch out her hands and eat to open her mouth.

Can...... Is all this what Ling Jiantong wants?

The light in Ling Jiantong's eyes gradually weakened, although what Mu Jinghong said was very touching, but she still adhered to her principles: "I'm sorry, Jinghong, I think it's better to delay the matter of getting married, although I firmly believe that my heart is completely yours, but, sorry, I really can't make up my mind." ”

Although Mu Jinghong was inevitably a little disappointed, he didn't want to see Ling Jiantong's embarrassed appearance, so he had to take a step back, stretched out his hand to hug Ling Jiantong again, and said softly: "Okay, I won't force you, it's just that one day, when you make up your mind, you must tell me, I'll wait for you." ”

Ling Jiantong nodded silently, and the two hugged each other tighter.

Many years later, Ling Jiantong remembered the sunset that day, and she couldn't help but regret it, if she had promised Mu Jinghong, maybe not so many things would have happened in the future.