Half an hour later.

Qingquan County Donglai Inn, Tianzi No. 2 room.

Zhao Qing leaned against the huge bathtub, and beside him was a plump and fair-skinned delicate body, but his eyes were closed, as if he had no life.

It wasn't until Zhao Qing took the puppet out of the bathtub, wiped its body clean, and rearranged its head full of green silk...... The peach blossom eyes slowly opened.

The woman's beautiful eyes skimmed the bronze mirror, and then she put on her gauze dress as if nothing happened, and slowly paced to the window to watch the pedestrians on the long street.

Si He's laughter came from Zhao Qing's mind: "How about it, Xiao He's touch is no worse than red lime, right!?" ”

Zhao Qing: ......

"You make me feel that you and Xiao He are two people."

The slightly oscillating Yin Hua was obviously silent for a moment.

Then came Si He's laughter: "You don't lose anything." ”

……

In the evening, Zhao Qing wandered the streets of Qingquan County alone, chatting with Si He from time to time, helping her buy some novel food and clothes, and bring them back to Shouyun Mountain later.

The next day, the two went to the Cold Ice Valley, wandered around the huge sect at will, and watched the excitement for two days.

After that, Si He left the Chu State again and traveled to the Liao State.

Zhao Qing stood on the spirit boat, watched the shadow disappear into the crowd, then drove the spirit boat, turned around and rushed back to Songshan Fang......

·

It was night, and the cold moon was like frost.

Zhao Qing put away the spirit boat early, walked on the official road outside Songshan Fang, and walked home.

"Wang!"

"Wow!"

"Woooooo

In the counties and towns near the official road, there were bursts of dog barking, mixed with the terrible wolf howl.

The bleak night breeze carries a little chill, bringing the news that winter is coming.

It's almost the New Year's Eve again......

Si He whispered faintly: "It's been five years since you left Shouyun Mountain. ”

yes, five years.

The last time Lan Qingji was opened, he left Danxia by himself, and he had not yet built a foundation at that time.

In the blink of an eye, five years have flown by, and another year has passed...... It is the time for the bloody clothes assessment again, and the foundation of the aunt's thousand days will be completed by then.

Zhao Qing said with a smile: "Maybe before the next Lan Qingji opens, Shuyue and Qinghuan have already built the foundation." ”

Si He responded: "If you are interested in the secret realm of Lanqing Collection, you can participate as a disciple of the inner sect of the Danxia Sect, and maybe you can meet Shen Shi." ”

Zhao Qing was silent for a while, and said softly: "There is no interest at all." ”

He looked into the dark depths of the pine mountains, and the scene was no different from what he had seen before.

When the day dawns, there will be countless scattered cultivators going to mine the spirit stone veins......

The various wonders that I have experienced in the past few days, the bigwigs of all parties have gathered in one place, and they have not left too many traces in the red dust.

It's just that the peach orchard of Changshengfang is open to casual cultivation, and the storyteller in the southwest of Chu has added a new story material since then.

The story...... About the sky above Dan County, the thousand-zhang giant sword crosses the sky, and about the north of Luniu County, the tiger and leopard attack people under Shouyun Mountain.

The relics of the secluded years, the green willows and the withered peaches are remnants of the soul month by month, the gods and Buddhas are disillusioned with the barren mound and the scarlet flowers, and the sword turns into creatures to feed the demons with resentment...... It's just that the Immortal Sword lost a secret realm, and the Chu State lost a red lemon.

Everything is still calm.

Under the cold moon, seventeen shining stars are still shining, silently watching the stories of the world.

Zhao Qing took a deep breath, exhaled a breath of turbidity, turned his gaze to Zhuangzi, who was slightly lit, and continued to walk forward.

"Ji Meng and Qingrao, both in the foundation building period, why do they think their methods are so miraculous?"

Yin Hua shook in his mind, and a woman chuckled: "Only you are allowed to have the protection of blood clothes and luck, and you are not allowed to use other people's witchcraft and illusions?" ”

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly: "It's a bit outrageous. ”

"Ji Meng's illusion can even affect the Yuanying Monk, and Qingrao is a Gu butterfly that can set off storms thousands of miles away."

"The world walks ......"

Si He's face appeared, and he said softly: "Walking in the world does not represent strength, but a unique inheritance and recognition. ”

"Just like you and I are carrying the green dragon seal, that is, the body of a bloody child, and the luck protection of the blood clothes is shrouded at all times."

"If you feel carefully, you should be able to find the slightest bond from the stars, that is, the connection between the blood son and the blood clothes building."

"And these two people who walk in the world are far higher in personality and authority than the genus of the blood son...... With the approval of the clouds and stars, it can lead to the protection of the magic path. ”

"As for Gu Butterfly...... There are white jade stars in the world of Yongning Prefecture, and Qingrao can manifest her Gu body here. ”

Si He was silent for a moment and then said: "The behemoth that can evolve the stars and overlook the world, if there is no such background, then wouldn't their ninth walk have already been killed before they even went out?" ”

Zhao Qing: ......

This is also true, if that Yayoi is really in the middle stage of Qi training, and there is no shelter...... It is very likely that he was robbed and killed directly in the middle of the road.

Zhao Qing thought about it, aren't all the bloody clothes walking in that special 'good luck brother'?

Everywhere you go, there is a chance?

Si He's beautiful eyes were raised, and he chuckled: "Only in the land of Yujing preaching, the disciples of all veins have this kind of protection. ”

"If there are no seventeen stars in the sky, each will have to rely on his own ability."

Zhao Qing frowned slightly, the place where Yujing preached...... It's already huge.

From Zhongzhou to Yongning, countless states and countries are shrouded in seventeen stars, and ninety states in the world are all places of Yujing preaching.

It's just that, according to Kong Yang's previous statement, five thousand years ago, there were only seventy-six states in the world, and the land under his feet still belonged to the realm of the outside world.

Yujing's power started from Zhongzhou, and continued to expand in all directions, leaving a legacy, which is why there are these Yujing disciples of Chu State.

Zhao Qing frowned slightly, and said softly: "Where Yujing has not yet explored, there are no seventeen stars shrouded in it?" ”

Si He: ......

She smiled: "The mountain and sea realm, the Shenzhou realm, there are no such stars, right?" ”

"In addition, there is also the heyday of the Ruyi Sword Sect...... Do you remember the inheritance of those strange swords? ”

Zhao Qing suddenly came back to his senses and couldn't help nodding slightly.

In the sword array of the secret realm, if you use your divine sense to perceive the cliff, you can perceive some pictures...... But it's all starry, and it's completely different from what it is now.

Because at that time...... There is no Yujing twelfth floor yet.

Zhao Qing's expression moved slightly at this moment, revealing a slight smile.

He had already felt the majestic blood qi permeating his body from afar, and Qing Huan had already comprehended the Burning Heart Divine Power.

This is the first type of supernatural power of the blood-clothed disciple, which can attack and kill the enemy when released, and can be restrained and can bless his own spiritual power, and there is a green dragon essence and blood to protect the heart and veins, and the side effects brought by it can almost be ignored.

It is an extremely wonderful qi and blood supernatural power......

"The host ......"

The condensed consciousness converged into a sound and reached the ears.

After Zhao Qing smiled and nodded, he continued to walk and asked the last doubt in his heart.

"Why didn't the disciples of the Nine Swords Building receive a summons that they were not allowed to participate in Miao Jian's affairs?"

Obviously, Si He didn't understand the reason either.

However, Zhao Qing didn't think much about it, but flew by the wind and rushed back home.

As for these doubts, they naturally stayed on the official road outside Songshan Fang and disappeared with the wind.

……

The spirit fish in the clear pond swam happily, and then jumped out of the water and rippled.

The rich aroma of meat came from the stone pavilion, and in addition to the sumptuous dishes on the table, a cup was added in front of everyone, and drops of crystal wine flowed down from the snow neck.

The wine glass in the aunt's hand stagnated from time to time, listening to Zhao Qing tell what she had seen and heard in the past few days.

Shu Yue leaned in her husband's arms, and slowly widened her clear eyes: "Miao Jian turned out to be ...... A sword!? ”

She glanced at Qing Huan and sighed in a low voice: "But he obviously doesn't understand his life experience, and he has always thought that he is the only survivor of the Miao family." ”

The aunt's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and she said softly: "In this way, Miao Jian is not dead, but just a new body. ”

"One day, he will find Murong Ming, find the Immortal Sword Sect, and go to seek revenge...... I just don't know how many years of penance I have to do before I have a chance. ”

"But what if one day, Miao Jian learns the truth, and the person next to his pillow is the real culprit?"

Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes fanned, and he said in a low voice: "It depends on him, whether he goes down as Miao Jian, or admits the fact that he is a sword." ”

The woman glanced at her master, and said, "If I were Miao Jian, and I learned that I was living under the layout of others from beginning to end, everything I had experienced was just an illusion of careful planning......"

Qing Huan talked here, but he was suddenly stunned.

I don't know what to do......

Is it to find the Immortal Sword for revenge first? Or do you directly point the finger at the person next to your pillow?

After a long time, the woman sighed softly: "After learning the truth, what is the point of living in the world? He wouldn't want to know. ”

Zhao Qing's eyes flickered, took Qing Huan into his arms, and fed her the spirit wine.

In Fang Cai's narration, he erased all the existence of Qingying, and all the pots were pushed onto Shen Shu.

If Qinghuan learned that the little girl who had been with him for a long time was also involved...... It must be extremely sad.

The aunt said in a low voice: "It's really a cruel evil sect. ”

Zhao Qing nodded and smiled: "Fortunately, Miao Jian has no grudges with us, otherwise I am afraid that we will have to move quickly." ”

Wang Shuyue kept kicking the snow-footed jade legs under the table, and said crisply: "That's how the story is described......"

Her eyes flickered, looking back at the eyes of the three of them, and then she picked up the wine cup in front of her and spoke carefully.

"The ordinary protagonist, step by step, is difficult to explore the way of cultivation."

"He bears a deep blood feud, but he doesn't dare to publicize it...... It's just because his strength is too weak. ”

"One day, he entered the sect and became acquainted with Taoist companions, but found that there were always inexplicable disasters happening around him."

"Later, by chance, he entered a cave and found a treasure!" Shuyue bites this sentence very hard, after all, you can't be the protagonist without adventure.

At this moment, her bright eyes met her aunt's gaze, and she laughed crisply: "Miao Jian disappeared, maybe it was a chance?" ”

"Possibly."

The wife gave herself another glass of spirit wine and continued to tell.

"He relied on all kinds of chances, motivated by hatred, and kept struggling to move forward."

"His brothers and siblings all died in one disaster after another, and his family and parents were slaughtered by evil enemies long ago."

But his wife ...... But they are always by his side, and they are very affectionate. ”

……

"Finally, one day, he reached the top and killed all the enemies in the world, only to find that everything was a deception, and he was always living under a conspiracy."

"His wife is a heinous demon cultivator, and she is also his real enemy."

"On that day, the sword was unsheathed, and blood splattered three feet, leaving him alone to overlook the small human ......"

Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes fanned, and she chuckled: "There are flaws." ”

"If I were the author, I would have continued to write."

"The protagonist has insight into all the causes, but he finds that he is still so weak, and those who lay out have the strength to cultivate through the heavens and the earth."

"He secretly left his wife, went into retreat, and went through one life crisis after another......

The aunt took a sip of the spirit wine and said in a low voice: "You can publish the next book." ”

"You can make a lot of money this way."

Zhao Qing: ......

It is necessary to check Shuyue's storage ring, is she really serious about her practice?

When he set his eyes on Shuyue, he didn't think about it...... The wife, who was originally immersed in her aunt's words, suddenly got up at this moment and put down the cup in her hand.

Wang Shuyue slowly walked in front of Zhao Qing and pulled Qing Huan out of his arms.

A pair of bright eyes looked at her husband and said softly: "And I am the culprit who did all this." ”

"All the miracles you have experienced, the trial of the Purple Pearl Tower Dan Tower, the bloody clothes assessment, and this secular secret realm, are all ......arranged by me."

Zhao Qing: ???

He muttered, "It's the Dry Peach Secret Realm. ”

"Oh! Dry Peach Secret Realm! I arranged it. ”

Shu Yueming's eyes flashed with unnatural fierceness: "Zhao Qing, ...... you It's my sword! ”

On her side, Gu Qing retreated with a smile and hid beside her aunt.

Zhao Qing wrapped his big hand and pressed the wife in front of him on his lap, and pulled it hard to reveal his upturned snow buttocks.

"Smack!"

Zhao Qing: "There is no sword, but the stick is ready for you." ”

"Give you a chance to reconsider your words."

Shu Yueyu's legs trembled slightly, feeling the hot pain and coolness coming from her buttocks, she couldn't help but block her little hands behind her and twist her delicate body gently.

A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes when he looked back: "With your strength, you can't escape from my palm." ”

"Smack!"

After another crisp sound, the wife struggled out of her husband's arms: "It hurts! Other! Goose! ”

"I asked the shopkeeper of Shengguang Pavilion for the secret recipe, and the goose is still on the stove!"

The pretty woman's face turned red, and after tidying up her dress, her beautiful eyes swept over Qinghuan's aunt, and then looked at her husband.

She whispered, "Xiaoyi help tonight, we can't fight him." ”

"Huh!?"

The aunt raised her beautiful eyes and chuckled: "You first drink all the spiritual wine on the table, and then drink three spring breezes, and I will deal with Zhao Qing with you." ”

Gu Qinghuan frowned slightly, stepped forward and handed the wine jug to Shuyue's hand, and said softly: "It's the two of you who deal with the master, and Qinghuan helps the master." ”

The delicate wife Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and she glanced at her husband gently, then turned around and went to the kitchen to fetch the goose.

Four glasses of spiritual wine were filled again.

Although the time has passed, the night ...... It's just getting started.

Si He's faint thoughts were transmitted: "Perhaps, when Miao Jian learns the truth, it will be the day when the magic sword is unsheathed." ”

Well...... Love can't come out.

Zhao Qing responded: "You won't spend the spirit stone on the road, right?" ”

Si He: "Drink your bar!" ”

“……”

Zhao Qing retracted his mind, and there was a wisp of green silk swinging in front of him, and it was Qing Huan's delicate figure leaning in his arms.

He smiled and picked up the food, letting go of the last of his worries.

It doesn't matter if Qingying is a demon or a righteous path...... After all, his whole family is tied to a bloody boat, and this road will always have to be followed.