In Meng Shouguang's curious gaze, Ouyang Rong walked to get the piano case.

"Mr. Ouyang likes piano skills?"

Ouyang Rong smiled and didn't answer.

Meng Shouguang saw him slowly take a quaint piano box.

Meng Shouguang frowned slightly, looked away, and looked at the dark cyan sky outside the door, his eyes a little worried.

"Lord Wang, Mr. Ouyang, why don't we get out of the city quickly, it's going to be dawn, enjoy the treasure, enjoy the piano or something, and wait until we get to a safe place."

He said to Ouyang Rong and Ouyang Rong, Zhengse.

The flower hall was quiet, and no one answered him.

Meng Shouguang looked around, and suddenly found that the surrounding princes, princesses, princes, little princesses, and the noble daughter of the Xie family all turned their heads and looked at Ouyang Lianghan,

They all stared intently, and no one paid attention to his proposal.

All that was left was his voice.

The atmosphere was cold, Meng Shouguang looked a little embarrassed, and scratched his head:

"Lord, everyone, what's the matter? Why don't you speak, could it be that I said something wrong......"

"General Meng."

Ouyang Rong suddenly spoke.

He was familiar with the complicated mechanism of untying the piano case in his hand, and said casually:

"You are proficient in qi refining, have you ever heard of a kind of qi practitioner who is as brittle as glass but has the highest killing power?"

Meng Shouguang pondered:

Mr. Ouyang said...... But the legendary sword-bearer is dead. ”

He nodded earnestly:

"This should be the one that meets the conditions that Mr. said.

"But I haven't seen it, the Qi Practitioner who walks the sword man in the world is no less than the Shenzhou Heavenly Man who sees the head and the end of the dragon.

"The main thing is that the Ding sword is difficult to find, the surviving Ding sword, there is no more than one hand, if the sword holder has no Ding sword, such as swimming carp without water, birds without wings, not to mention brittle glass, the killing power is also minimal, just let people slaughter it......"

"Isn't that it?"

Meng Shouguang's words were interrupted, and he couldn't help frowning, but in the next moment, his eyes widened like copper bells, and he watched someone in front of him twist an arc of light from the piano case with two fingers, and handed it over casually, signaling him to reward him.

The arc light is deep blue and clear, like the ripples of a lake reflected in the blue sky wrinkled by the breeze.

Meng Shouguang had never seen such a mythical thing, and the colors were like dreams, and they came from a piano box that was ordinary not long ago.

"Mr. Ouyang, is this ...... The legendary Ding Sword is not successful!? ”

"Uh-huh."

Ouyang Rong looked at him with a smile, noncommittal, and kept the posture of twisting his fingers and handing the "arc".

Meng Shouguang swallowed his saliva, wiped his hand on his robe, and reached out to take it.

In the next moment, he saw this arc light, twisting left and right, breaking free from Ouyang Rong's fingers and flying upward.

It stopped in the air.

Quietly hung three feet on Ouyang Rong and Meng Shou's bald heads.

Meng Shouguang looked up and saw it, his expression was distracted, and the next moment he reacted and asked in shock:

"Wait, could it be that Mr. Ouyang is the sword bearer."

"That's right, hey, I still haven't escaped General Meng's eyes."

"Mr. Ouyang said with a smile, such legendary things have come out, and the words have come to this one, how can you not guess ......"

Meng Shouguang's eyes became more and more respectful when he looked at Ouyang Rong:

"I haven't asked yet, how many swordsmen is Mr. Ouyang?"

"It's not high, it's only nine grades." Ouyang Rong said with a smile.

Meng Shouguang said quietly:

"It's already a talented man...... "I haven't asked its real name yet, which one of the legends it is." ”

"Bend your back."

"Why haven't you heard of it? Could it be that I am lonely and unheard? Meng Shouguang's eyes were puzzled, and until now, he no longer urged to leave, paused, but asked cautiously:

"Mr. Ouyang, can you tell me which sword technique you have learned?"

Xie Lingjiang, Lixian and the others looked sideways and found that Ouyang Rong was very patient:

"Returning to the past, the former Han Shi sword trick."

"Hanshi Sword Technique? I've heard of this, and it is rumored that every sword trick is a sword magic power and a murderous masterpiece. ”

"That's right."

"Mr. Ouyang also has it?"

Ouyang Rong nodded and confessed:

"Well, Han Shi's Ding Sword Divine Power, called to return to the future, you need a cloth sword."

Meng Shouguang said with a happy face:

"Okay now, we have two seventh-grade qi practitioners, a legendary sword-bearer who is almost seventh-rank, and we will be able to ensure safety and sound when we go out of the city this time."

"Makes sense."

Ouyang Rong agreed, he answered everything he knew and treated him honestly, which made Meng Shouguang a little moved:

"Mr. Ouyang, Lord Wang, I didn't expect you to trust me so much."

"It's okay, it's all my own, I'm going to hit the road soon."

Ouyang Rong smiled, and the person next to him nodded reluctantly, and smiled at Meng Shouguang.

Meng Shouguang was encouraged and immediately stood up:

"Okay, let's go, it's getting dawn."

Ouyang Rong sat on the chair and did not move:

"yes, okay."

Looking at him motionlessly, Meng Shouguang was puzzled:

"Mr. Ouyang? Rajah? Why don't you guys? ”

"Wait, there's three more breaths." Ouyang Rong didn't treat him as an outsider at all.

"What a three-breath." Meng Shouguang's eyes were confused: "Mr. Ouyang, you speak, why can't I understand ......?"

Ouyang Rong was helpless: "Don't quarrel first, I'm using a sword." ”

"Cloth sword? Cloth...... What kind of sword ...... cloth"

The air in the flower hall fell into a deathly silence.

Meng Shouguang froze.

Away from leisure, away from Da Lang, I can't bear to look at it.

Wei Mei's face was a little indignant.

Xie Lingjiang, Li Bao'er's cold eyes cast directly below the suspended arc light, the jaw-dropping long-armed man.

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth smiled, there was obviously a seventh-grade martial artist in front of him, but he was very face-saving and full of fifteen breaths, and gave him the same sixth-grade qi practitioner treatment as Qiu Shenji.

"Why!"

The long-armed man suddenly snorted, his tone full of surprise and bewilderment.

It's a pity that what answered him was the deathly silence of the people, and the ...... Bend your waist.

Meng Shouguang rushed towards the smiling young man in front of him, and the speed of the phantom was quickly generated, but it was cut off by an arc.

Literal truncation.

Blemishes——!

A slight sound sounded in the flower hall that gave a slightly muffled and blocking feeling.

Falling on Ouyang Rong's ears, it was like the sound of scissors cutting tough objects such as leather - not only the blockage caused by the toughness of the material itself, but also the neat and clean cut by the scissors with their incomparable sharpness.

The long-armed man was broken into four parts.

Upper body, lower body, left forearm, half amputated right palm.

Obviously, it was cut off from the middle by this dark blue arc.

Ouyang Rong maintained a sitting posture, staring down at the four Meng Shouguang who were twitching and struggling on the ground.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and the stench of intestines and other organs, Li Dalang's face was pale, and he suddenly covered his mouth and vomited, in addition to him, Xie Lingjiang, Libao'er, Lixian, and Wei Mei endured their physical discomfort and came forward.

Xie Lingjiang silently picked up the piano case.

"Arc", dripping and spinning in the air, like a winning little hen, flaunting his might and returning to the half-opened piano box in Xie Lingjiang's arms.

From the cloth sword to the waist bending, the whole process is clean and neat, without dragging mud and water.

And no blood was spilled, only after the prey was divided into four parts, dark red blood spilled from the section of the wound.

"General Meng, come, let's talk from the bottom of our hearts."

Ouyang Rong nodded towards the upper body that was still struggling in the "Four Parts of Mengshou Light", and his index finger pointed in the direction of the gate:

"Is there someone outside who has been waiting for the prince, the prince, and me for a long time, once we leave the house and go out of the city, there will be a lot of fireworks and cannons, and we are warmly welcomed?"

"Ho...... Ho ......"

Meng Shouguang coughed violently, his intestines flowed all over the ground, he didn't answer Ouyang Rong's question, he was "digging out his heart and lungs" to everyone, and the upper half of his body crawled desperately towards the gate, his face was full of hideousness:

"Ouyang Lianghan, you ...... You are despicable and shameless, dare to plot against me, shameless villain! Just come face to face...... I won't let you go if I'm a ghost......"

Li Bao'er watched coldly and sneered:

"Father has the grace to promote you, if there is no Ouyang Lianghan today, you are about to be deceived by you, a 'loyal person', how do you repay Father?"

Meng Shouguang's upper body jerked, and he turned around and roared at Lixian:

"At first, it was Lao Tzu who saved your life, and the so-called promotion kindness later, after so many years of sitting on the cold bench, Lao Tzu has already paid it back, and now you still have Lao Tzu's life, what's wrong!"

Li Dalang, who was originally vomiting, suddenly stepped forward, he picked up a stool, and smashed it at the distorted bloody face of this "Uncle Meng", once, twice, three times, like a hammer hitting a wooden stake.

In the face of this old general's "repayment", he stood idle and his face was sad.

Not long ago, Meng Shouguang, who was still a fierce seven-rank martial artist, was powerless to tie the chicken, and his face was blurred with flesh and blood, he had been bent over and destroyed his dantian, wailing, unable to resist, and gradually lost his breath.

Everyone looked sideways at the crazy smashing figure.

Bang.

The stool slipped from Lidalang's hand, and he fell to the ground in a pool of blood, his expression was sluggish, and then he vomited wildly.

Ouyang Rong got up and walked over.

"Auntie, take the eldest man down to calm down."

He took out a small wooden cylinder from his bosom, tilted the barrel, and poured the trickle of burning Tianjiao oil on Meng Shouguang's corpse, tables, chairs, and tea trays.

The amount of Burning Heaven Jiao oil that he carried with him was not much, and he could not completely destroy the corpse, but a large fire was enough.

Ouyang Rong walked over, took a lamp, and handed it to Lixian:

"The prince is waiting for me here. From now on, no one will be allowed to leave the house until I return. ”

"Okay."

Ouyang Rong asked Wei Mei again: "Is there any medicine for pretending to be sick that I went to Soaoge Mountain to ask for?" ”

"There's one left, in the master bedroom."

"Fetch it."

"Okay."

After the arrangement, Ouyang Rong walked out of the flower hall and left Bao'er and Xie Lingjiang to follow.

In a few moments, the door of a certain meeting room opened from the outside.

"Brother Lianghan! Your Royal Highness Princess, Miss Xie, you are ......"

Wang Junzhi turned his head and looked curiously at the group of people who came late at night.

Leaving Bao'er behind, Xie Lingjiang was holding a piano case.

Ouyang Rong walked and sat down in front of Wang Junzhi, staring at him without speaking.

"What was going on outside?"

Ouyang Rong didn't answer.

Walking away from Bao'er, she picked up a raw pear from the fruit bowl, took out a letter sword from her sleeve, lowered her head and peeled it carefully.

The three people who came in, one sat silently, one held the piano, and one peeled pears.

Wang Junzhi felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere and wanted to speak.

At this time, Xie Lingjiang stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Wang Junzhi.

The latter reacted and immediately handed back a certain moonlight sword that might allow him to cut himself.

Wang Junzhi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Li'er suddenly raised his head, handed Wang Junzhi a peeled pear, and smiled lightly.

Wang Junzhi was flattered: "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

Xie Lingjiang took a look, when she was discussing in the study before, she peeled pears every time and handed them to the senior brother to eat, which was almost a habit, and she never took the initiative to peel pears for others.

Wang Junzhi smiled faintly and waved the plump pear in his hand:

"It seems that the prince and Brother Lianghan already have a choice."

"Clever." Ouyang Rong nodded.

Wang Junzhi, an old cleanliness fetish, wiped the pear with a handkerchief, and before he could take a bite, Ouyang Rong suddenly asked:

"Brother Wang went to find Yuan Huaimin and inquired about the return and the Peach Blossom Spring, what is the so-called matter?"

Wang Junzhi's face remained unchanged: "I admire Tao Qian, I'm just interested." ”

"I know how to return, do I want to recite it to you?"

Ouyang Rong asked with a smile.

Wang Junyi was stunned: "You ......"

Ouyang Rong interrupted: "Looking for the sword technique, so does Li Gong have a Ding sword?" Or rather, clues. ”

Wang Junzhi's face remained unchanged: "What sword trick, what Ding sword, I don't understand." ”

In the next moment, he saw the piano box in Xie Lingjiang's arms clattering open, and in front of Ouyang Rong, an "arc" was suspended, exuding a mythical color.

"Coincidentally, I have this thing too." Ouyang Rong smiled embarrassedly.

Wang Junzhi's expression suddenly became extremely exciting: "You...... You're also a sword bearer! ”

"So Brother Wang, among the four of you, Gong Li, Mr. Wei, and Brother Du, who is still the sword bearer?"

Wang Junzhi didn't answer, swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help but say more:

"Li Gong and Mr. Wei didn't expect that you were a sword bearer, and you actually had an unheard of Ding sword......

"Brother Lianghan, the power of the Ding Sword, a single sword holder, it is too difficult to improve cultivation, it is difficult to fully exert the power, we know how to use it to the maximum, join us, if you join, it is not just a position of Zuo Changshi, let's join forces, great things can be done!"

"Unite? What great things do we do together? ”

"Naturally, it is to overthrow the tyrants."

"And then?" He asked calmly.

"Then Kuang Fu left!"

"It's still the emperor's general, right? There's nothing new either. ”

Ouyang Rong's eyes were slightly disappointed, he stood up, walked to the door, he turned around and said:

"Uncle Li, let me open the door and let you out, but my uncle has a small request, can Brother Wang fulfill it?"

Wang Junzhi smiled: "Brother Lianghan, please speak." ”

"Please die."

Ouyang Rong whispered softly and said apologetically, "Let's go out of the corpse." ”

Wang Junzhi's smile stiffened, and his face changed sharply.

Puff——!

A letter sword slammed into his abdomen.

"Uh...... Uh......" Wang Junzhi tried to wipe the surging abdominal blood with a white handkerchief, and asked Li'er with wide eyes: "Your Royal Highness Princess, for ...... Why ......"

In response to him, there were three consecutive mending knives of poof, poof, and poof, and Wang Junzhi fell down like mud, curled up in pain, and slowly closed his eyes.

The pears rolled to the floor and were stained with bright red belly blood.

Li'er's pretty face was calm, she bent down to pick up the blood pear, stretched out one hand, and handed it to Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong squinted at her, and then at the pear flesh in front of him that was clutched in the blood-stained hand.

Sensing his gaze, he pursed his lower lip from Bao'er, surprisingly did not have the arrogance of "love to eat or not", bent down and wiped his hands with the hem of his skirt, and the sword blade cut off half of the blood pear and handed it back to him.

Ouyang Rong silently took half of the clean pear, took a bite of the pear flesh, and strode out of the door, leaving Bao'er and Xie Lingjiang to follow.

"Look at it now, the kind of possibility you said is very likely."

Suddenly there was a voice from behind, calmly analyzing:

"If General Qin is not exposed, but knows exactly what the situation is outside now, then the best choice is indeed to keep the begonia flowers unchanged and let us do nothing in the palace, instead of replacing them with azaleas, which leads to random guessing."

"What a golden knife plan."

Ouyang Rong smiled:

"Let's go, go and meet, don't let Wang Da Assassin Shi and the people of Liupin Palace wait for a long time."

(End of chapter)