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Song Fanhua retracted her gaze, turned her head to see him, picked her gaze, then lifted her skirt and walked over.

Yechen jumped out of the carriage.

Huanzhu helped Song Fanhua to get into the carriage, and he got in, and when the two of them sat down, the brocade curtain hung down, and Yechen sat back in his original position, sat down, and he asked, "Where does Miss Six want to go?" ”

Song Fanhua whispered through the curtain, "Old Liu Tiepu." ”

Yechen responded and whipped his horse.

Because it is about to come to the Dragon Festival in July, the street is obviously much more crowded than Pingming, the noise comes one after another, the carriage sometimes stops, sometimes slows, and encounters congestion and pauses, Huanzhu lifted a corner of the car curtain, Song Fanhua sat there quietly, looking out along the light rolled up by the curtain, the people outside were boiling, almost ten thousand streets and alleys, Song Fanhua smiled and said, "It's so lively." ”

Huanzhu responded, "But isn't it, Miss, you used to not believe in gods or dragons, so every year when you go to this dragon club, you will go out to play, you can't see this scene, Miss can think of respecting Jiulong this year, and the slave is really happy." Although the gods are probably ethereal, the gods that have been circulating in our Hengzhou for thousands of years are dragons. Speaking of this, she turned her gaze back to look outside the curtain, fell on Song Fanhua, and asked with a smile, "Haven't you heard the story of the Kowloon Opera Beacon Fire?" ”

Song Fanhua pursed her lips and hummed lightly, "Of course I've heard such a famous story, but what if I heard it, the Nine Dragons played the beacon fire, the sky descended to Hengzhou, and the earth was the altar, and the body was in the dragon body, the body was in the leylines, and the flesh and blood of the people in the eight directions were the descendants of the dragon, but this is just a legend, if it is really the descendants of the dragon, then it will not become an immortal?" Song Fanhua rolled her eyes, "I really became an immortal, where is there still human suffering?" ”

Huanzhu really felt that her young lady was not pious at all, she used to disrespect the dragon, and now she disobeyed the dragon, she said, "Why not, the Duan family is from the dragon vein, otherwise how can you be in charge of Hengzhou for so many years?" We are willing to serve the Duan family's bloodline as the Taishou, just because of this rumor. ”

Song Fanhua looked up her face and thought, this matter needs to be traced, the golden book and jade book handed down by Duan Fuzu is said to be created by King Xiaoyao, and it is condensed from the jade flail stone on Penglai Immortal Island. And that jade book, why can only the blood of Duan Mansion be opened? Moreover, Penglai Immortal Island is the place where the gods live, and there is no trace of it, so how did the King of Freedom find this place? It's just a matter of finding it, it's really strange that he can steal immortals at will in the precious treasure land where immortals live.

Song Fanhua pursed her lips, thinking of Duan Xiao's rude appearance to her today, she snorted, "Even if he Duan Mansion is really the queen of the Divine Dragon, he is also a mortal, it is you who are pedantic and willing to serve him." ”

The ring beads are dumbfounded.

Outside the curtain, Yechen, who was sitting in the carriage quietly waiting for the road to be clear, laughed, and said, "How can mortal immortal blood be the same?" ”

Song Fanhua was disdainful, "You can put on a high hat for your master." "It's really mortal immortal blood, can you still die in your previous life? She rolled her eyes more and more disdainfully, her eyes looked out of the curtain, and when she fell, she actually saw Song Shixian and Liu Xianxian.

The corners of Song Fanhua's mouth sank, a layer of cold light spread deep under her eyes, she stared at the two people outside, and asked Yechen, "Where is the blockage?" ”

Yechen said, "Three forks." ”

Song Fanhua asked, "Which three-pronged mouth?" ”

Yechen said, "Go to the three-fork mouth of Lao Liu Tie's shop." After that, he glanced to the left and then to the right, "On the left is Dachang Blockade Fang, and on the right is Tianqin Pavilion." ”

Song Fanhua squinted her eyes and smiled, smiling indifferently, seeing that Song Shixian and Liu Xianxian actually passed through the layers of crowds and went in the direction of Tianqin Pavilion on the right, she slowly smoothed her cuffs, sneered and hid her face, but she didn't get out of the carriage, closed her eyes and leaned on the couch.

Waiting for the road in front of him to get out of the way, Yechen immediately sped up the speed of the horse, and there was no traffic jam after the three-fork crossing, and he walked all the way to Lao Liu Tiepu.

Yechen stopped the carriage steadily.

Huanzhu lifted the curtain down, and helped Song Fanhua, and waited for the ground, Song Fanhua went directly to the old Liu Tie shop, Yechen didn't keep up, a leap, jumped into the carriage, obliquely behind the carriage, squinted and napped, by the way, sucked the essence of the sun, and improved his skills.

Song Fanhua walked to the door and knocked on the door, as soon as her wrist was stretched out, the nine-ring dart worn on her wrist and neck flew away from her wrist and soared into the sky.

Song Fanhua was stunned, sparing her for a lifetime, but she really had never seen this situation, that dead thing, can it be born on its own?

She stared at the scene in amazement.

Huanzhu was also frightened, she tugged at Song Fanhua's sleeve and stammered, "Small, small...... Miss, that's, that's the silver ring you wear on your wrist from time to time, right? Why, how can you run? ”

Song Fanhua swallowed her throat and said after a while, "I don't know." ”

"Hahaha......" Inside the room, there was a burst of laughter, which interrupted the conversation between a master and a servant, followed by Gao Yutie's excited exclamation, "This is the real divine soldier!" ”

As soon as Song Fanhua heard this, she couldn't bother to knock on the door anymore, and slammed her palm on the door, shaking the door a hundred feet away, and the door smashed on the wall behind her, making a loud bang, and after the sound, it turned into ashes.

Gao Yutie raised his eyes.

Song Fanhua rushed in, as soon as she came in, the dazzling light in the room was like the most iciest arrow in the world, shooting into the eye, she hurriedly raised her hand to push the follow-up Huanzhu back, Huanzhu was pushed far away, staggered and fell to the ground, she touched her buttocks, stood up, and wanted to go in, but she didn't want to, she couldn't get in no matter how she entered, she glared at Song Fanhua's back in the house in annoyance, and stood at the door.

Inside the house, Song Fanhua walked towards Gao Yutie step by step, Gao Yutie looked at her and pointed to the thing wrapped in black cloth, "It's all right." ”

Song Fanhua didn't say anything, just approached slowly, although the weapon was covered by a black cloth, but the cold light emitted by it itself was still impressive, if she hadn't pushed out the ring bead just now, now, her eyes were only afraid that she would be blind.

Song Fanhua had been in contact with the scorching sun silver spear in her previous life, so she naturally knew its power, but she was shocked that this weapon did not show the attributes of psychic in her previous life, why was it spirituality in this life? Of course, in her previous life, she did not possess a weapon created by Flying Silver Beyond the Sky, and she could not sense whether it was psychic or not.

Song Fanhua stood there, silent.

Gao Yutie looked at her, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What, don't you open it and take a look?" ”

Song Fanhua said worriedly, "Before I saw blood, the evil qi was so heavy, and the cold qi was fierce, I don't know if Duan Xiao has the ability to use it." Thinking of the scene of her nine-ring dart leaving her body, she frowned again, her eyebrows tangled, "This divine soldier seems to be able to be psychic." ”

Gao Yutie laughed and said, "It's psychic." ”

Song Fanhua was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him in a daze, "You know? ”

Gao Yutie touched his chin, squinted and said, "The flying silver outside the sky is condensed by the tears of the immortals, and burned by the fire, after hundreds of vicissitudes, the mountains and rivers are shaken, turned into mortal iron, and all iron is covered with dust, but it was picked up by people with a heart to pay tribute to the Zhu royal family, Emperor Zhu gave me this iron, let me build a sword for him, when I got this iron, I faintly felt that it was flesh and blood, and in the process of smelting, it surprised me, I have been striking iron for many years, it can be said that two-thirds of the world's blades are from the hands of my high royal iron, But even if I have more than 100 soldiers and 100,000 blades, Ren was frightened by this divine soldier, that day, I cast my god iron in the furnace, but in the sky-high fire saw half of the residual tears, tears are red, down the furnace, on the ground into a piece, originally I was going to use all the flying silver outside the sky to forge Shang Fang's sword, but I don't want to, the dead thing actually escaped in the form of blood and tears, and when I refined Shang Fang's sword, the tears still did not move, and then three months later, I entered the refining room again, and found that the tears were solidified again. ”

When Song Fanhua heard this, she was shocked and said, "Is there really such a thing? ”

Gao Yutie glared at her, "What did I do to lie to you." ”

Song Fanhua said, "What about later?" ”

Gao Yutie pursed his lips and said, "Later, I picked up the solidified thing and sealed it, originally wanting it to never appear. Speaking of this, he sighed slightly, "But I don't want to, there are still people who are thinking about this thing." ”

Song Fanhua sneered, "If you don't say it, who will know that you have this thing in your hand, it's all your sin." ”

Gao Yutie snorted, "Even if I don't have this thing in my hand, others will think that there is, people in the world, but anyone who has an irregular heart will have evil thoughts and try their best." ”

Song Fanhua heard this and no longer choked her tongue.

These words are very subtle, so subtle that they are three points into the bone, which is shocking.

She said, "My nine-ring dart ran to the sky. ”

Gao Yutie smiled, "That's because this divine weapon came out." He pointed to the things on the earth, "They are one, and you have made me break them." ”

Song Fanhua glared, "Why is me?" Obviously, you sent Lu Pei back to tell me that there was still a surplus after refining the Scorching Sun Silver Spear, and asked me what weapon I was going to build. ”

Gao Yutie touched his head and said with a smile, "Look at me, people are old, and their memory is not good, it is indeed like that, after I put this remaining Flying Silver into the furnace, there was a layer of blood and tears hanging on the wall of the furnace, I thought that this thing is not an ordinary thing, it is rare to encounter it once in a thousand years, so I don't want to waste it." ”

Song Fanhua said, "Then what now?" ”

Gao Yutie shook his head, looking powerless, "I don't know, this is a divine object, it has spirituality and blood, if you want to take it back, you probably have to let it listen to you, otherwise, you may not be able to take it back." ”

Song Fanhua sighed, "It's really troublesome." ”

Gao Yutie flicked the sleeve of his gray robe and said to her, "I've already made the things, remember to give me the rest of the money, I'll go first, see if I'm going in vain." After that, I didn't care about Song Fanhua anymore and went straight to the ground.

Song Fanhua was in the house, thinking about how to get this divine soldier to Duan Mansion, and how she could take back the nine-ring dart that flew away from her.

She furrowed her brows and thought depressedly.

And in the market, everyone heard the dragon's groan, and they exploded the pot.

"Did you hear the dragon's groan?"

"I heard it, I heard it."

"Is that really a dragon's groan?"

"Sounds like that."

"Absolutely."

"There are three days left before the Dragon King Meeting, is the Dragon King manifested?"

"Ah, the dragon king has appeared, the dragon king has appeared!"

In a short time, the people in the streets spread ten, ten, hundred, and almost all the people were well-known, and the people who heard the dragon's roar with their own ears were in awe, and they knelt on the ground and raised their heads to the heavens, and for a moment the noisy bazaar fell to a large area.

Song Minghui was sitting in a teahouse and counting what she had purchased, calculating what she had not bought and where to buy it, when the voice of the high-pitched dragon king appeared interrupted her attention, and she raised her head.

Holly whispered at her, "Miss, did you hear the dragon's groan just now?" ”

Song Minghui pinched the paper in her hand, raised her face to the side, and looked at the street, the people on the street were kneeling on the ground one after another, putting their hands on the ground, worshipping the sky, she asked blankly, "Ah? The sound of a dragon? ”

Holly glanced at her and thought, sure enough, Miss didn't hear it, she just had to look at the account book and forget everything completely.

Dong Yan said with a straight face, "It's the sound of a dragon." ”

Song Minghui blinked, "Long Yin? She collected a detailed shopping list, put it in her sleeve, and walked out from behind the table, and after coming out, she looked up at the sky and asked Dong Yan, "Is it really the dragon king's apparition?" ”

Dong Yan squinted, "No. ”

Song Minghui said, "Then how can there be a dragon groan?" ”

Dong Yan said, "That's the summoning sound of the birth of the divine soldier." ”

Song Minghui looked at her, "Hey, how do you know?" ”

Dong Yan said, "Miss forgot where the slave maid came from, the slave maid is from Forsythia Mountain. ”

In fact, Song Minghui has not heard of the legend of Forsythia Mountain, that battle of immortals and demons, the heavenly maiden Yaohua who lives in the minds of all the people of Forsythia Mountain, after death, the essence is scattered, blood and tears are condensed, with the collapse of the earth and the sea, dissipated into nothing, it is normal not to hear, Song Minghui does not leave the house, and manages such a large backyard of the Song Mansion, the operator of the Song family business is Song Shixian, but it is Song Minghui who is in charge of the property, when other women are learning qin, chess, calligraphy and painting in the boudoir, she is studying the account book, yes, she really hasn't read the idle book and ambition, she asked Dong Yan, "What does this have to do with the fact that you're from Forsythia Mountain?"

Dong Yan pursed his lips, "Later, the slave will talk to the young lady." ”

Song Minghui sighed, glanced at the dead road blocked by the spectacular scene of the people of Hengzhou kneeling down, frowned, and said, "It seems that this year's Dragon King Festival will be very different from before." ”

Holly smiled, "Isn't it, even the slaves want to worship." ”

Song Minghui pointed to the open space at her feet, and said very seriously, "Byeon, I'll go upstairs and rest for a while, and you will come back to inform me when the crowd disperses." ”

Holly asked her, "Doesn't Miss worship?" ”

Song Minghui looked up at the sky, and after a period of silence, she said slowly, "If it can make my mother's serious illness heal and make her mentally normal, let alone worship, I am willing to swallow ninety-nine rings, but can it?" ”

Song Minghui retracted her gaze and entered the door of the teahouse with a sad face.

Dong Yan glanced at Song Minghui's back, and said to Dong Qing, "Tell you to talk more." ”

Holly stuck out her tongue, "I didn't know that Miss would say that." ”

Dong Yan glared at her, no longer reproached, but patted his trouser legs, tied up all his hair and locked it behind him, folded his hands, bowed down to the air, and bowed down with his ten fingers closed until he knelt down.

Seeing that she was full of style, Holly couldn't help but joke with her, "Why are you tying your hair?" ”

Winter is severe.

Holly said again, "You don't worship the Dragon King like that. ”

Winter Yan still didn't say anything.

Holly was bored, pursed her lips, stopped talking, and knelt reverently, and she didn't know that it was not the Dragon King of Hengzhou who worshipped in Dongyan, but the Heavenly Maiden Yaohua of Forsythia Mountain.

After worshipping, seeing that the people on the road were also getting up one after another, Holly and Dong Yan went upstairs to call Song Minghui.

Song Minghui lay down for a while, the tired spirit was not relieved, but aggravated, as long as she thought of her father, when she thought of her mother, that mind could not be opened, originally she had been in charge of the account books of the Song family in the past few years, exhausted and worried, and her physical condition was declining every year, in order not to worry her sisters, she didn't say anything, but if she was puzzled, she was afraid that it would be......

Song Minghui looked out the window with gloomy eyes.

Holly knocked on the door, "Miss, the crowd is gone, have you rested?" Want to go? ”

Song Minghui let out a light "um", walked over and opened the door.

The three of them went downstairs and walked towards the next place to buy items, and as they walked, Song Minghui took out the paper in his sleeve pocket and handed it to Dong Yan, "I don't want to come out tomorrow, you and Holly go and buy the things that haven't been purchased on it, I'll go to the Huayi store and ask how to order the wedding dress." ”

Dong Yan took the paper and said to her, "Okay, then the young lady will go in a carriage." ”

Song Minghui waved her hand, "No, the carriage of the Song Mansion is far away from the entrance of the street, I will go over and sit over, I am wasting time, and besides, I bought a lot of things today, you put the things in the carriage first after you buy them, I just went to Huayi Store to ask, and I will go back after asking." ”

Dongyan was not at ease, she said, "Then I'll go alone and let Holly accompany you." ”

Song Minghui smiled, "It's okay." ”

Dong Yan left with the list, Song Minghui took Holly to Huayihua, and before she walked a few miles, Song Minghui felt a little dizzy, she hurriedly said to Holly, "Find a medicine hall and help me over." ”

Seeing Song Minghui's face pale, Holly said worriedly, "Miss's headache again?" ”

Song Minghui replied in a low voice, sweat began to seep from her forehead, and her temples exploded in pain, Holly immediately hugged her nervously and shouted, "Miss, Miss!" ”

Song Minghui motioned for her to be silent, but her palm couldn't be raised.

A few ruffians and hooligans who were not doing their jobs on the side of the road came over, and when they saw Song Minghui and Holly wearing luxurious clothes, evil thoughts suddenly appeared in their eyes, and one of them smiled at Holly with a shy face, "Girl, I don't think your young lady seems to be very comfortable." ”

Holly said coldly, "I want you to take care of it!" ”

Another ruffian laughed, "If you want us to take care of it, we can help." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch Song Minghui, and Holly immediately became angry, "Don't touch my young lady!" ”

The third ruffian snorted, not at all like the previous two people with a smile on their faces, he directly and unceremoniously slapped Holly away, hugged Song Minghui's body, and turned to leave.

In broad daylight, he actually robbed the people's daughter!

Holly's face was flushed, and she was about to rush over after getting up from the ground, but she was stopped by the two people before, Holly had no martial arts, she couldn't subdue these two people at all, and she cried as she watched her young lady being kidnapped, "I'm going to sue you!" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled so insolently, "Oh, then you can go and sue." ”

Holly shouted, "Miss Song Mansion, you dare to kidnap you, it's really lawless!" ”

"Song?"

As soon as the two of them heard this title, something quickly flowed in their eyes, Ji'er snorted heavily, and smiled, "It turned out to be the richest lady in Hengzhou, it seems that this time I have picked up a treasure." ”

The two men glanced at each other and knocked Holly unconscious.

Song Minghui was dizzy and swollen and was taken away by this big man, she wanted to shout and struggle, but she was cold and weak, and there was no road along the way, the big man seemed to have figured out the route a long time ago, and walked on a remote path, avoiding all the crowds, Song Minghui looked at the scene in front of her vaguely, and wanted to write down the route he took, and when she returned home, she was going to sue the official and let the government come to arrest him, but he was walking and walking, and he was out of the city.

Song Minghui thought sadly, out of Hengzhou City, can the Duan Mansion still manage it?

The big man carried her on his back and went all the way out of the city, and when he reached thirty miles outside the city, he finally met a person, a dark-faced man, he was feeding grass to the horses under the tree, Song Minghui was overjoyed, and shouted at the man at the top of his voice, "Help!" ”

Although she had a headache and blurred vision, it was about life, and at the moment of survival, the voice was surprisingly loud, and the man who was holding her was cold, and the man who was feeding the horse in the distance looked at it with a calm brow.

With just one glance, he dropped the grass in his hand, rushed over, and blocked in front of the big man, he looked at the big man in front of him, and then looked at Song Minghui, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

The big man snorted, "I have a conflict with my daughter-in-law, what do you do, get out of the way." ”

Song Minghui retorted weakly, "Fart, who is your daughter-in-law!" She said to the swarthy man, "I have been taken captive by him, save me." ”

The swarthy man fixed on her face, seemed to recognize who she was, raised a palm and slashed at the big man, the big man dodged and avoided, the dark man came with another palm, the big man began to fight back, back and forth, the two fought together, at the beginning, the captive man could easily deal with it, one hand held Song Minghui, one hand to deal with the offensive, later, one hand could not resist, he threw Song Minghui to the ground, serious against the enemy, but, even if he used his whole body strength, failed to win against the dark-faced man in front of him, he secretly said in his heart, in order not to be caught by the government, he immediately made a false move and ran away.

The swarthy man didn't chase him, he walked up to Song Minghui and saw her lying on the ground, her face was red, and her breath was panting, he asked, "Girl, how did you get kidnapped by him?" ”

Song Minghui moaned, "headache......"

The swarthy man glanced at her, pursed his lips, looked around, and saw that there was no one around, only his horse was tied under the tree, he was very depressed, his mother taught him, men and women are not kissed, not a woman who has worshiped with him and become married, and can not touch or touch anywhere, but now, she seems to be extremely uncomfortable, and she seems to be seriously ill, and there is no one around, what should he do? Leave her alone here? No, I can't get over my conscience, take her to see Langzhong? But how do you get her away? Although he has a horse, but she is like this, it is difficult to walk, how can she turn over and get on the horse? Moreover, when she got on the horse, there was no one behind her, and she couldn't sit steadily, so wouldn't she fall down? If you can help someone, who will help you? Him? No way! The man shook his head quickly, his face tangled.

Song Minghui's painful moans became louder and louder, and the sweat on her head flowed out along the side of her face one by one, looking terrifying.

The swarthy man tightened his hands, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Mother, it's not that my son wants to scare her, it's really a special situation, my son hugged her and didn't marry her, is it okay?" ”