The sunset slowly sets, and the afterglow shines through the clouds, shining the charm of autumn, outlining a bleak scene on the earth.

But because of the snow piled up on the side of the road that has not dissipated, it seems that the sluggish sun is warmer.

Lu Jing and Ning Qianglin said goodbye to Honeysuckle, put a wooden sword on their waists, walked out of the small courtyard, and walked out of the Lu Mansion.

Outside the Lu Mansion, several Chong'an Wangfu who were guarding the door with swords on their backs were brave, and they had already been familiar with Lu Jing in the past few days.

They also naturally heard from their colleagues that Princess Chong'an stopped driving in the streets and alleys, and invited this seemingly ordinary Lu Mansion concubine to get on the sedan chair and return to the house together.

Because of this, these brave men have always saluted Lu Jing when they saw Lu Jing for many days.

Today, Lu Jing came back from the study building and was going out again.

He came without a strange appearance, and left with a black sword at his waist.

These strong men of the Chong'an Palace, who were dressed in black, had surging blood and blood on their bodies, and their eyes were extraordinary, and of course they could see at a glance that the sword on Lu Jing's waist was a wooden sword.

They didn't think it was strange.

After all, there are strange things in this world, and there are also people who use wooden swords among the Yuanshen monks, after all, there are some divine trees in the world, which are naturally suitable for the advent of the Yuanshen and are suitable for communicating vitality.

So they looked at Lu Jing and left the house.

They didn't think it was strange, but Lin Rongdong in the small courtyard saw Lu Jing's rare sword gone, and he had some doubts in his heart.

In the room, Ning Qiang was still talking to her in a whisper, and her eyebrows were a little anxious, waiting for Lu Jing to come back.

Qingyue was pouring tea and water for them, and she didn't know how late it was, where Lu Jing was going to go, and she was still a little worried in her heart.

"The young master has not yet eaten dinner, so he will go to that trivial matter, and if he is too late, he will inevitably starve."

Today's Qingyue is still wearing that floral dress.

The clothes that Lu Jing bought for her, she hadn't worn them a few times in the past few days.

Occasionally, when there was no one, I took my clothes out of the cabinet and put them on, looked at myself happily, and then changed them and carefully put them in the cabinet.

But even if it is an old floral dress, it is difficult to hide Qingyue's vulgar appearance.

Lin Rendong looked at Qingyue's back, turned his head and smiled at Ning Qiang and said: "This Lu Jing is a blessed one, this Qingyue is one of the best in this Lu Mansion maid." ”

Ning Qiang held a handkerchief in her hand, spoke in a very thin voice, and also looked at Qingyue: "You are polite when you speak, Qingyue's appearance is indeed natural, even the young lady of the Lu Mansion is no one can compare to her."

I went to Besan Courtyard that day, and I heard from a few cousins and cousins that when I was a child, my appearance was average, my complexion was not fair, and there were many red acne on my face.

It's just that in the past two or three years, the girl has grown, one appearance a year, many shortcomings have faded, but she is much more beautiful than the girl next to her. ”

Only then did Lin Rongdong understand why a girl like Qingyue could come to Lu Jing's courtyard.

Lu Jing is extremely unfavored in the mansion, she has lived in the Lu Mansion for many days, with Ning Qiang as her companion, and on many occasions, she has also heard some clues.

Lu Jing's robes are always the worst in every season, and the dining room rarely provides them with food, and even the monthly salary is pitiful, and they are often deducted.

Lin Rongdong didn't believe that just those in charge dared to do such a cruel thing to the young master.

Even if Lu Jing is just a concubine who is not favored, he is always surnamed Lu.

Lin Rongdong didn't need to think about it to know that there were some people with more expensive statuses who were secretly doing trouble.

Thinking of this, Lin Rongdong became even more curious.

"Lu Jing is in such a difficult situation, but he can practice martial arts, and his blood is like waves.

I can also see that he cultivated the Yuan Shen, and before he was only in the realm of floating in the air, but today I saw him standing under the scorching sun, sensing the vitality. ”

Lin Rongdong felt more and more that this concubine of Lu Mansion was extremely extraordinary, and remembered that Lu Jing had left with a sword just now......

"What are you going to do when you go with your sword?"

When Lin Honeysuckle thought of this, he couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart anymore.

I saw her fingers tap lightly on the tabletop.

In a moment.

The girl's primordial spirit suddenly appeared in the center of her eyebrows, and the primordial god sat and meditated, and from the heart of the primordial god's eyebrows, a transparent thought quietly flew out.

It's God's thoughts!

Only when the original spirit is turned into the truth, can the original spirit be distracted and go far away!

The girl in front of her, who was only the same age as Ning Qiang, had already reached the realm of true cultivation in the primordial spirit!

The realm of the Yuan Shen is more difficult than the other, and one is stronger than the other.

At her age, she can already turn into a god, which shows that Lin Rendong is extraordinary, and she is worthy of being born in a famous family.

Lin Honeysuckle's divine thought came out over the wall, melted into the void and flew forward, hovering high in the sky.

From Lu Jing's outing to the present, not much time has actually passed.

Lin Honeysuckle's mind soon saw Lu Jing slowly walking on the road.

At this time, Lu Jing's body was straight, with the somewhat strange black wooden sword in his waist, and he did not look left and right, but looked firmly ahead, and walked slowly.

Lin Honeysuckle's Divine Thoughts were suspended not far from Lu Jing.

She looked at Lu Jing at this moment, and for some reason, she felt that Lu Jing had become more and more brilliant in the past few days.

I don't know if it's her delusion, or if that's the case.

There are bandit gentlemen, such as gold and tin, such as Gui and Bi!

Lu Jing was dressed in a long robe, his face was as white as jade, his appearance was excellent, his face was clear and calm, and the pupils in his eyes still exuded clear light.

Coupled with the long sword at his waist, even if it was a wooden sword, it also reminded Lin Rendong of a sentence.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Lin Rendong followed Lu Jing like this, she knew that such an act was too rude, and she lacked virtue.

But at this time, Lin Rongdong was thinking......

"I'm a woman just because I'm curious, so I just wander around, and if I really see something I shouldn't see, I avoid it." She sat upright in the courtyard of Lu Jingyuan, comforting herself like this.

Lu Jing didn't go on for long.

He had walked on the main road, but then he had turned into a few lanes, and then he had come to a slightly wider street.

There were no houses on this street, only idle shops, and it was now evening, and the sun was almost setting.

All of these shops are closed.

The breeze blew by, and only a few bleak autumn leaves were blowing.

Came to this secluded street.

Lin Honeysuckle looked at Lu Jing again, but found that Lu Jing came to a locust tree.

He leaned over to pat the dust off the ground, sat down under the locust tree in a slow manner, and looked at the street.

"What are you waiting for?"

Lin Rongdong's doubts were even more serious.

It was at this moment that another teenager suddenly walked slowly in the distance!

The young man was tall, burly, and energetic, and his expression was solemn and had a fierce aura.

His lips pursed slightly, his hands behind his back, and he walked step by step.

The dignified body, with the pair of eyes that shoot out cold light, has the majesty of a young martial artist.

"Southern Snow Tiger!"

Lin Yandong, who was sitting in the room, frowned suddenly.

"Why did Lu Jing come here to see this Southern Snow Tiger? He was wearing a sword, and this Nanxue Tiger's expression was even more indifferent. ”

She was still confused.

When Nan Xuehu saw Lu Jing sitting under the locust tree with a wooden sword, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Are you really here?" Nan Xuehu's tone was a little puzzled: "Although the young man's spirit is rare, it depends on whether this spirit will hurt him."

Lu Jing, you are not stupid, why do you have to do this? ”

Lu Jing didn't say a word, and his body was still immovable.

He nodded lightly towards Nan Xuehu.

Nan Xuehu thought about it, bowed his head at him, and immediately took a step forward!

In one step, the majestic qi and blood suddenly rose from his body.

A furnace roared inside him, and a snowy mountain erupted.

A massive amount of qi and blood flew out like an angry dragon, wrapping around Nanxue Tiger's body.

The strong power is like a round of scorching sun, piercing straight out.

He was still carrying his hands behind his back, but his body seemed to be more majestic than Fang Cai, bringing terrifying shadows and bursts of roaring qi and blood.

"The pinnacle of the Great Snow Mountain."

Lin Honeysuckle, who was hovering not far away, also hurriedly retreated and rose high.

Even if it's far away.

This trace of divine thought, still burned because of Nan Xuehu's thick qi and blood, gradually began to dissipate.

Nan Xuehu walked step by step, also walking slowly and firmly, he shook his head and said: "Since there is an agreement, even if Nanfuzhong has not yet decided on the matter of inheritance, you still have to pay some price."

Although the young man's spirit is valuable, it is also valuable and cannot be taken advantage of. ”

Lin Honeysuckle's mind shook slightly, and he only felt that the Southern Snow Tiger in front of him was fierce, his qi and blood were even stronger, and the furnace and the snow-capped mountain were still stimulating a thick qi and blood.

This kind of masculine blood flowed out, and even the autumn cold on the bleak streets was washed away a lot.

Lin Honeysuckle was puzzled.

"Youthful spirit? Is this land scene about fighting the Southern Snow Tiger? Nan Xuehu became famous as a young man, and he will definitely be able to break into the martial arts Dayang soon, how can Lu Jing win......"

Lin Rendong's thoughts did not fall.

Suddenly, Lu Jingyuanshen, who had never said a word, suddenly came out of his body and flew into the black wooden sword at his waist.

In an instant, the black wooden sword came out of its sheath, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Just like the sun and the moon, the light was as bright as the sun, and the wooden sword rose in the air, flashing with thousands of brilliance.

Phew!

The bright sword light, swept over a distance of more than ten zhang, with a sharp vitality, Qi Yan had the sun and moon light flashing its brilliance, and it flashed towards the Southern Snow Tiger like a streamer.

As soon as the sword light moved, the tip of the sword was already close to the center of Nanxue Tiger's eyebrows in an instant.

The flickering light on it was cold, and the sword light was cold!

The sword light of the sun and moon finally showed its brilliance.

Nan Xuehu was still talking to him just now, but Lu Jing never said a word, and his body never moved a bit.

But when he was out of his body, he fell into this sandalwood sword.

The mediocre sandalwood sword, the sword light rises vertically and horizontally!

Even Nan Xuehu, whose eyes always fell on Lu Jing, was not prepared at all.

Until the sword light was less than three feet away from his eyes.

The qi and blood on his body condensed, and the right hand he was carrying was like lightning, and it quickly poked out.

Tap the fingers of your right hand lightly.

Sonorous!

With a crisp sound, the two fingers containing strong qi and blood landed on the sandalwood sword.

The sandalwood sword was knocked three inches away, and its speed was much slower.

Nan Xuehu's body also moved sideways unbelievably.

The sandalwood sword grazed his ear and cut off a few strands of his hair.

The Xuansandalwood Sword shot out and flew back sharply, and the speed was fast to the limit, and it was like a ray of light falling down, levitating opposite the Southern Snow Tiger.

Nan Xuehu stood not far away, and gently touched the broken hair that fell on his shoulder with his right hand......

"Genshin Rizhao ......"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Lu Jing thoughtfully.

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