Chapter 41: Sword Formation

This way, Wu Shizhen led the way in front of him very diligently, walking on two legs, but he barely ran in front of the carriage.

Of course, the carriage didn't go very fast.

But after a long time, Wu Shizhen couldn't help but pant like a cow, and his head was full of sweat.

That's it, although he hasn't practiced martial arts much, he has eaten some expensive tonic when he urinates, although it looks a little hard, but he can hold on.

However, after beating the fox-like woman, he returned to the carriage, and no matter how he accosted, he never paid attention to it.

On the contrary, a few silver bell-like laughter sounded from time to time in the carriage, which made his heart more and more annoyed, and at the same time, he couldn't help but itch his heart.

He read countless women, and he could tell that the laughter in the carriage came from three women.

And judging from the appearance of the foxy woman just now, it is obvious that the rest of the two daughters are also by no means vulgar.

The occasional sound alone made him feel crispy.

As I walked, I became more and more energetic.

After a while, while Wu Shizhen wiped away his sweat, he finally saw the eaves of the palace that were faintly visible in the distance, and at this moment, the joy and excitement in his heart were almost far greater than before.

"Girl, Qingyang Palace is coming!"

He kept his voice down, restraining the emotions in his heart.

And this time, Shu Xi finally replied to him.

"Thank you, Childe."

Wu Shizhen smiled and said very humbly, "It's not hard, it's not hard."

Cao Changqing, who was driving the carriage, glanced at Wu Shizhen with his peripheral vision, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Smoke the heart, but there is also a way to die.

Wu Shizhen didn't pay attention, or wouldn't pay attention to the eyes of a groom, seeing that Qingyang Palace was coming, he immediately spoke out and instructed a Taoist aunt: "Qingshui, you go faster, go back to Qingyang Palace first to inform you, and say that there is a visitor."

Qing Shui glanced at him, the so-called notification, how she didn't know, it was nothing more than seeing the foxy woman just now, and she was moved.

Aren't these sisters like this, persecuted or plundered?

Let this color embryo take a fancy to it, where can it still be taken off?

Although they also had the intention of resisting at the beginning, in this Qingyang Palace, the food and drink are better than the world where bandits are rampant under the mountain.

It's just to have fun with a boy.

The real knife and the real gun are in action, and the sky is just the kung fu of tea.

What's more, under the double cultivation, there are all kinds of benefits.

Once you get used to it, there's nothing unbearable about it.

Answering softly, she twisted her plump body and ran quickly towards the direction of Qingyang Palace.

In just a few moments, the carriage had already reached a fairly open square in front of Qingyang Palace.

In the Qingyang Palace, a large number of female Taoist priests suddenly poured out.

Cao Changqing stopped the carriage with no waves, while Wu Shizhen took out the handkerchief in his arms, wiped his sweat, and took a good time to clean up the somewhat messy Taoist robe on his body, and slowly walked up the stairs.

He stood behind more than fifty female Taoist priests, and he had a kind of arrogance that was the largest in the world and all in the palm of his hand.

Although his strength is not high, he still has eyesight, and he dares to walk the world with a woman with an extraordinary appearance, and his strength and status are bound to be not weak.

It's just that his father is one of the only two kings with different surnames in this world, and his status is so high that few people in the entire Liyang can match him.

Now that he has more than ten female Taoist priests, he can form a Shenxiao Sword Formation second only to the three major sword formations in the world, even if the grandmaster of the first-grade realm falls into it, it is difficult to escape.

With such confidence, as long as it is not the legendary land immortal, or the current saint himself, why is he afraid?

Looking at the carriage that seemed to be motionless from a distance, he immediately said in a loud voice, "Since Your Excellency is going to visit my Qingyang Palace, why don't you show up and see it?"

In the carriage, it was still Shu Xi who came out first, she jumped down, and then she was very familiar

took out a stool from the back of the car, followed by Yu Youwei, Jiang Xi and Li Chengqian.

When Wu Shizhen saw Shu Sha again, he couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and Shu Sha's coquettish appearance at this moment seemed to be even worse.

But Yu Youwei, who appeared later, instantly attracted his attention.

Dressed in a long black dress, but she couldn't hide her slender figure at all, with a heavy chest, a white cat that looked luxurious and agile lay in it, waist-length long hair was flying all over the sky because of the wind, and a few strands of hair flew mischievously in front, without any decoration on the head, just a light blue ribbon, gently tying a strand of hair.

On the slender neck, a slightly powdered face looks elegant and beautiful.

What a beauty!

Wu Shizhen's eyes widened.

And then Jiang Xi, although she is younger and her figure is difficult to compare with Shu Xi and Yu Youwei, her starry eyes and bright teeth, as if she had natural facial features, made her even more beautiful than the two.

Just this little face already made him can't help but look at it blankly and indulge in it.

Even if he has seen strong winds and waves, to be honest, he has never seen such a peerless beauty with his own eyes.

Come to think of it, it is the most widely rumored rouge rating on the rivers and lakes, and it is probably nothing more than that.

At this moment, three beauties with different styles came into view, where did he have the time to pay attention to Li Chengqian, who appeared last?

In front of several peerless beauties, if it is not necessary, in the eyes of a man, there will never be another man.

If Wu Shizhen may still have some scruples before, he plans to talk about it again, but at this moment, he has already begun to think about how to distribute these three beauties after they get their hands.

According to his thoughts, it is natural that the three beauties belong to him.

But on this Qingcheng Mountain, although his status is not low, his father Wu Lingsu is the real heaven, and he is a son of heaven at most.

Qingyang Palace has always been based on the way of double cultivation, so the three beautiful girls are all excellent furnaces, if his father sees it, he must practice it once before he can get his turn.

It was okay before, but now these three beauties really make him a little unwilling.

However, it is always necessary to catch the three beauties before they can consider the next arrangement.

Thinking of this, he didn't bother to communicate anything with Li Chengqian, a young man he had never met.

At his age, he didn't see him as a threat.

Obviously, the cold-faced coachman who didn't seem to be very easy to mess with was probably the role of the guard in this business.

But the person who can be willing to be a coachman can't be the best master in the world.

This game, no matter how he looks at it, is a must-win result.

He waved his hand and said, "Don't hurt the three girls."

He didn't say anything else, but it was self-explanatory, at least these female Taoists around him knew it well. net

If you can't hurt the girl, the man will naturally be killed.