Chapter 50: Defeat?

Leaving from the long street with chaotic lights, there was no attack along the road, and when approaching the Jingyun Palace, there were far away cavalry guards in the hall who dealt with emergencies in the city, and Wang Zhong and Li Xuan, who showed their identities, staggered by.

Entering the inner and outer courtyards of the hall, although everything seemed to be as usual, the tickling of the long street of Fengming, and the cavalry guards who were in a black suit and wandered in the dark night just now. All of them highlight the unusualness of today's dark night.

The inner courtyard was connected to the porch of the outer courtyard, and Yang Ze was called by Ling Yue's voice.

Looking through the light cast by the luminite stone pillar lamp, Ling Yue and Ling Qiuyan's sisters and brothers were standing at the high doorway of the inner courtyard.

Ling Qiuyan's hair was curly and drooping, wearing a brocade treasure and gold fur, her hands were gently tugging at the corners of the shawl at the front, and a pair of dark eyes looked elegant in the wind. Looking at the tickling of Fengming's long street in the city, he frowned slightly and looked at Yang Ze.

And Ling Yue, who had just shouted Yang Ze, showed a look of joy, looked Yang Ze up and down, and said with a smile, "I just heard about the matter of Fengming Changjie, and I have to come back, otherwise the Tiger Guards of the Ten Thousand Armies will go to look for you in person, and this group of people is really just asking for their own suffering." Brother Yang, don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you. ”

Obviously, after today's incident on Changjie, many well-informed people in the territory already knew what happened later.

Unlike Ling Yue's excited face shouting to give more severe warnings and punishments to those children of the big clan who were still on the long street at the moment, although Ling Qiuyan knew what had happened after the incident, she always felt that it was just an immature rivalry between a group of children in the territory, and although the banquet of their sisters and brothers was disturbed by this sudden incident, in fact, it was almost enough to talk about it during the banquet.

Over the years, there have not been many topics that the siblings can talk about. Even the relationship between each other comes down to coldness. Ling Qiuyan always felt that Ling Yue was not enterprising, and he could never share his father's worries, and he did not realize his responsibility and identity. And Ling Yue felt that his sister was always condescending, always pointing out the country with the attitude of a superior person, and there was naturally a lot of resistance, but there was no such posture of saying a word and retorting a sentence before, Ling Qiuyan also knew that he didn't listen to his own words at all, and at first he originally planned to be a qualified sister and gently and carefully and generously give him a lot of truths, and gradually became not speculative.

even heard that the incident of Fengming Changjie interrupted the loneliness that their two sisters and brothers had not had for a long time, and they felt inexplicably relieved.

At that moment, Ling Qiuyan didn't want to listen carefully to the details of how Yang Ze punished those children of the Hun clan, so she interrupted Ling Yue's speech, and asked Wang Zhong and Li Xuan, who had been beaten a few times in the chaos of the Tiger Guard Leader with her, to go down to heal their injuries. Let Ling Yue return to the inner courtyard residence, signaling that he will walk and chat with Yang Ze alone.

In Jingyun City, as Ling Ruohai's favorite daughter, Ling Qiuyan was also one of the very few people with great authority under the realm master, and this authority caused Ling Yue to have to follow her arrangement even though he was eager to take Yang Ze away to drink and chat.

Walking along the corridor of the inner courtyard on foot, the slanted moon stretched the two figures extremely long.

The maids with wide sleeves and temples followed far behind, watching a man and a woman walk through the corridors on both sides of the lush flowers and trees. Looking at his heroine's slender waist in the moonlight, he thought that this new guest was extremely lucky, their heroine was one of the four daughters of the earth and the sea, and there were countless people who admired her in the seven realms of the earth and sea, but where could there be a man in the flat who could let the heroine walk together so much at night, but thinking of some rumors about this guest qing, the maids had lived in the upper echelons of the cloud court realm for a long time, and knew the stakes, and the realm lord won over this guest qing, in fact, it was also for the Qingxu Conference, and he had the ability to achieve the corresponding glory for the cloud court realm.

In this way, his heroine is willing to condescend to her peers, which naturally has nothing to do with this truth.

It was these maids who were happy to chuckle and look at it from afar, commenting on Yang Ze's back and figure, and the openness of a woman from the sea.

But it made Yang Ze in front quite embarrassed.

The most important thing is the sister paper next to you.,So in the middle of the night, you don't sleep and leave yourself for a walk alone.,I want to come to this kind of flower before and under the moon to discuss it won't be a matter of wind and snow.,If you want to win yourself over like your own realm master father.,Then you can't go to the present.,Don't get into the topic.。 You don't say how do I know what you want?

But to be honest, it's easy to find some unusual beauty on a cold moonlit night.

At least at this moment, Yang Ze found that Ling Qiuyan removed her stinky fart's surname, at this time, her clear side face, the pink neck on the shawl, and the bursts of floral fragrance emitted by her body as she walked under the bright moon were indeed enough to make a normal man feel like a horse.

"Before the Lingshan Water and Land Tea Party, I heard that you guys had already caused a lot of trouble. Ling Qiuyan said softly. Xing probably didn't stay alone with a young man so late, so he didn't know how to deal with Yang Ze's somewhat arrogant eyes beside him, just looked ahead, and said in a cold voice.

"Because of the problems caused by a woman. Yang Ze smiled. I thought to myself that since she and Xin Xiaoxu, who was known as the "witch", were best friends, would she be able to find out what the wind direction was from Ling Qiuyan, and if someone who admired Xin Xiaoxu wanted to assassinate her next time, it would be better to warn her in advance.

"That day in Yahu Xiaozhu, that debate about faith was your own perception?" Ling Qiuyan's eyes moved to Yang Ze for the first time.

Yang Ze thought to himself that this talented man really attracts people, and it is especially easy to attract people's favor. So even with Ling Qiuyan's stinky fart, she still has a good impression of herself now?

At that moment, he naturally nodded, thinking that although he would favor himself without holding Ling Qiuyan, after all, he would have to stay in the Cloud Ting Realm to ease the relationship between them. It doesn't hurt.

Ling Qiuyan's glance finally turned into a slight pause in his eyes, "I heard Ling Yue say that you are from a village in the territory, a villager who has grown up in the village, do you have such a vision?"

Yang Ze heard a hint of mockery in his words. It turned out that he was still self-inflicted, Ling Qiuyan was just suspicious because his words did not match his identity, and he smiled faintly at the moment, "I never said that I have always lived and grown up in the village. ”

Also hearing the alienation in Yang Ze's words, Ling Qiuyan's tone was also a little rebellious, "I have no intention of knowing what kind of life you have experienced before. But you know, it won't be going too well. But this is not interesting to me, I only care about now, since the Yunting Realm has given you such an opportunity, and I hope you know how to grasp that my younger brother is very fond of causing trouble, since you are a Yunting guest, from today onwards, you must know that your identity is different from the past, and you must always pay attention to the fact that you represent our Yunting Realm. ”

These words are a bit stinky, cold, and even condescending.

Yang Ze looked at Ling Qiuyan very seriously. Ling Qiuyan raised her head slightly, with a spontaneous pride, like a noble swan temperament, with a gaze that was not weaker than Yang Ze, looking back at him.

Yang Ze had a little headache, and found that the two sides seemed to have stood on the opposite side invisibly, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, and said, "Before today, the realm lord did not hesitate to give me the identity of a guest qing, so that I could respond to Yingzhou Hengmu Xuan's challenge in a proper manner. Since you're on your father's side, I thought you'd have to say something encouraging."

Yang Ze thought that Ling Qiuyan was smart enough to understand the meaning of these words, after all, he did not have any obligation to fight for the Qingxu Conference for the Cloud Ting Realm, and it seemed to outsiders that he would be in order to gain reputation and status, but even so, the Cloud Ting Realm should be more or less polite to him, one of the candidates for the Qingxu Conference.

At least now that he and Ling Qiuyan were walking alone under the moon, they should have heard soft words from her mouth, not condescending reprimands.

He just wanted to remind her that the relationship with Yun Tingjing was only cooperation, not subordination.

But what she was waiting for was not Ling Qiuyan's sudden awakening, but her extremely sarcastic words, "A guest who has a sense of artistic conception and cultivation? Maybe you don't know what the specifications of the Qingxu Conference are. However, none of the candidates who could enter the Seven Great Realms Qingxu Conference were below the Nine Grades of the Earth Mystery Realm. So to this day, I still wonder why my father gave you this precious place. ”

"So you're not the Cloud Court Realm Master. Yang Ze's voice sounded dryly.

Ling Qiuyan, who was still talking lightly, turned cold after chewing out the taste of these words, and looked at him coldly, "What do you mean by this?"

Yang Ze didn't let him look at her at all, and then said word by word, "Your vision doesn't seem to be as good as your father's." ”

Despite being a silver hook hanging upside down, the flower before the moon. There are also beautiful women and moving voices around him, but Yang Ze seems to have lost even half of his interest in continuing to talk to her at this moment.

He arched his hand and said, "I remember this road, the night is cold, and it will not be sent far away, Your Excellency, please go back and rest early." ”

Then he turned and walked towards the night covered by flowers and trees.

The maids accompanying not far from the corridor held their breath in unison, it was hard to believe that there was anyone in this Cloud Court Realm who dared to talk to the dragon maid Ling Qiuyan like this.

Ling Qiuyan was a little annoyed behind her, with a seven-point cold voice, "Yang Sanshui." I don't know where your pride comes from. However, Hengmu Xuannai is the most outstanding master among the Yingzhou Lotus Warriors in recent years, and has reached the eighth rank of cultivation in the Earth Xuan Realm. If you confront him head-on, I can only send you four words, and you will definitely lose. ”

Seeing Yang Ze finally shrug his shoulders after hearing the words, he disappeared into the night. Ling Qiuyan couldn't help but stomp her foot and walked back to the inner courtyard as if she was angry, her shawl swishing in the wind.

The maids on both sides of the passing, looking at her face with an angry and angry look that had never been seen before, were collectively silent and silent

When Yang Ze stepped outside the high wall between the inner and outer courtyards, he could look up and see the magnificent Chaoyang Hall built on top of the high wall.

The liquor drunk in the Yipin Liuxiang Building seems to have become a little stronger at this moment.

Although he was dissatisfied with Ling Qiuyan's arrogant posture. But Yang Ze still can't deny that what she said is not wrong.

Just from the realm of cultivation. He and Heng Muxuan are still a cut of distance away from the boss.

The most important thing is that the situation of Lingshan, the momentum of the Cloud Court Realm, and the pursuit of him from outside the earth and sea, these various forms have pushed him to a position that cannot be escaped.

Of course, he could leave the Cloud Ting Realm overnight, and he didn't care about the stunned Qingxu Conference, Heng Muxuan, or even Ling Qiuyan. Seek an opportunity to leave Earthsea and deal with the forces from the outside that are pursuing him.

But the momentum is imminent, the important thing is that he faced Heng Muxuan's challenge from the bottom of his heart, and also gave birth to a fighting mentality. If he leaves in the middle of the battle, even if he retreats with his whole body, his state of mind on the path of cultivation will have a great impact or even a shadow due to this subjective retreat.

The path of cultivation is the path of continuous confirmation and progress. Once you have developed a courageous mentality, you must follow through to the end. Once you retreat, your state of mind is no longer clear and transparent, and your cultivation will be affected accordingly.

He is still only a three-grade cultivation of artistic conception, and the gap between him and the Dixuan realm is so big that it is by no means a point and a half that can be included.

Now, even if he has the power of the spiritual vein, the power of his current spiritual vein is only equivalent to the attack power of a cultivator who has cultivated at the peak of his will. Still not enough to see. How can we take it even further?

Standing under the high wall at this moment, facing the dilemma of cultivation, he couldn't help but think of the Hidden Dragon Sword on the Chaoyang Hall from the spirit weapon left by the Lord of Yingzhou Realm hundreds of years ago.

Thinking about it like this, my heart is extremely itchy.

Yang Ze looked up under the high wall, his side face was incomparably bright by the moonlight, and his gaze fell impartially on the magnificent silhouette of the Chaoyang Hall under the night.

(To be continued)