Chapter Twenty-Seven: Uncle Ling!
"Can you slow down ......?"
Ye Qingyao felt that under the guidance of the woman in white, she didn't know the way back at all. The woman in white took Ye Qingyao's hand and walked through the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived at a deep alley.
"This is ......," Ye Qingyao hesitated.
Touching the wall in front of me, there was a coolness from my fingertips: This is a dead end, what did she bring me here for?
"This is the place of the Ethereal Immortal Palace. The woman in white pointed ahead and pulled out an invitation from her bosom.
"But there's a wall in front of you. Before Ye Qingyao could react, there was a coquettish drink from the woman in white next to her.
"The disciples of the Qu family came to participate in the Ethereal Contest today. ”
The wall in front of it shimmered with golden light, causing ripples in circles, and the wall gradually dissipated, and an old man walked out of the wall.
The old man held a pile of red paper in his hand, took the invitation from the woman in white, and wiped it with his right hand, and three big characters appeared on the invitation.
"Qu Qianyu"
The old man glanced at the woman in white, turned sideways, and said, "You go in." ”
Qu Qianyou blinked, and grabbed Ye Qingyao's hand and was about to enter, but was stopped by the old man.
"She can't go in. The old man pointed at Ye Qingyao, shook his head and said.
"Why can't I go in?" Ye Qingyao frowned, looking at the old man's eyes a little unkindly: This old man won't let me in? I hope he won't regret it for a while.
"Because you don't have an invitation. The old man said expressionlessly: "There is an order in the Ethereal Immortal Palace, and only those with invitations can enter." ”
"Why haven't I heard of this rule before?" Qu Qianyou said with an eyebrow.
"You haven't heard it before, that's before. The old man gestured in the air: "It's now, and if you can't enter, you can't enter." ”
"Let it, let it go. A woman's crisp voice came from behind.
Ye Qingyao turned her head, and a woman in red stood in front of her: the woman in red was carrying a longbow, and she was the woman she saw on the road that day!
The woman in red nodded to the old man, who turned sideways and let her in.
"How could she go in directly?" Ye Qingyao took a deep breath, pointed to the figure of the woman in red who disappeared just now, and asked calmly.
"She is Ling Feiyun's daughter. Qu Qianyou pulled the corner of Ye Qingyao's clothes and whispered.
"Ling Feiyun, is that the calligrapher?" Ye Qingyao smiled coldly and said in a loud voice.
The old man in front of him had blue tendons on his forehead, and his hand holding the red paper trembled a little, as if he was angry by what Ye Qingyao had just said.
"He is Ling Feiyun......" Qu Qianyou said in a low voice. The red paper in the old man's hand in front of him was already pinched and couldn't tell the shape, and Qu Qianyou's eyelids couldn't help but jump twice.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but you're really not good. Ye Qingyao clasped her fists and saluted Ling Feiyun.
“......”
Ling Feiyun's right hand tightened, and the red paper in his hand turned into bursts of flying debris, drifting away with the wind.
The old man's face darkened, he glared at Ye Qingyao, and said, "Even if you provoke me, it's useless." Qu Qianyou, you go in first. ”
"Good. Qu Qianyou's head said. The right hand gestured in the palm of Ye Qingyao's hand.
"You wait outside now, I'll go in first, and I'll come out to pick you up later." ”
Ling Feiyun and the others were a little impatient, looked at Qu Qianyou, who had not moved for a long time, and waved his hand: "Qu Qianyou, you still can't get in? ”
Ye Qingyao glanced at the empty surroundings and was silent.
"Good senior. Qu Qianyou walked forward, turned around and winked at Ye Qingyao twice, and walked into the wall.
With a wave of Ling Feiyun's right hand, the light on the wall in front of Ye Qingyao disappeared, and there was no trace of anyone coming.
"Keeping me out?" Ye Qingyao smiled coldly, and untied the token from his waist with his right hand.
"The ...... of the Void"
Before Ye Qingyao could continue, the token trembled slightly, and there were a few more cracks.
Ye Qingyao looked at the few new cracks on the token and silently put the token away. Untied the Qingyun Sword on his back and said loudly.
"Green ......"
As soon as Ye Qingyao opened her mouth, the body of Qingyun Sword flickered, as if uncontrollably burst out with sparks.
"What are you guys making trouble about......" Ye Qingyao clenched the Qingyun Sword and slashed towards the front.
Before the sword touched the wall, the Qingyun sword broke away and flew back to Ye Qingyao's back.
Ye Qingyao calmed down her mood, she felt that she needed to be quiet now.
"What's wrong with all of you? Dropped the chain at a critical time? I finally reached the place where the Ethereal Immortal Palace was compared, but I was blocked from the door. It's embarrassing for me like this......"
"Forget it, forget it, let's figure it out for ourselves. Ye Qingyao thought to herself.
"What will you do? It seems like nothing. ”
"Can you break in on your own? It doesn't seem to work. ”
"Is it just in vain?" Ye Qingyao felt a little messy: "Could it be that I can use the love stars in my mind to influence this wall?"
"How could it be ......" Ye Qingyao smiled, tapping on the wall, thinking quickly in her mind.
"What the hell is going to do?"
Ling Feiyun looked at the light curtain in front of him, and said helplessly: "I really don't know what you think, the rules of the Ethereal Immortal Palace have not been changed for ten thousand years, if you change the rules twice in a row today, you are not afraid of being criticized by the elders of the Immortal Palace?"
"Not afraid? maybe. In the past, I was scared, and I was cautious everywhere, but I couldn't even keep my master. So, what's the use of being afraid?" The young man next to him stared at Ye Qingyao in the light curtain tightly, and clenched his fists.
"Shangqing, I also know about your master's death, please mourn and change, why bother others. Ling Feiyun sighed, looked at Li Shangqing, and comforted.
"Others, others, even you think she is someone else?" Li Shangqing smiled desolately, looking crazy: "Uncle Ling, my master was killed by her, why don't you believe it?"
"You're really crazy. Ling Feiyun turned his head and looked at Li Shangqing, whose pupils were bloodshot: "Shangqing, you are too tired, you go back and rest." ”
"What's wrong? Uncle Ling, don't you still believe it? I'm looking at the wrong person. Li Shangqing stared at the man beside him and muttered.
"Shangqing, how can you say that? Ling Feiyun smiled softly and patted Li Shangqing's shoulder, revealing a touch of coldness in his eyes.
"Chilling, I don't know you, Uncle Ling, you have used less resources from the Ethereal Immortal Palace over the years? You know how many unfortunate things you have done. If it weren't for my master, would you be where you are now? Now that my master is dead, you are like no one, it's really chilling. ”
"Shangqing, you're really tired, look at you, you're starting to talk nonsense. Ling Feiyun smiled gently, put his right hand on Li Shangqing's shoulder, and was about to take Li Shangqing away.
"Uncle Ling, you have to know ......"
A dagger pierced Li Shangqing's chest, Li Shangqing pushed Ling Feiyun away, looked down at the dagger on his chest, and said in disbelief: "Uncle Ling, why are you doing this?"
Ling Feiyun sighed and said gently: "Shangqing, Uncle Ling is also involuntarily, don't worry, after you die, Uncle Wei will bury your master and apprentice well." ”
"And...... I'm just doing what I'm told. ”