Chapter Seventy-Seven: Two Great Full Moons
The next morning, everyone woke up early.
Yang Shifei carried his luggage back to the carriage, and when he turned around, he saw Yuerui walking around with a bun in her mouth, still dozing off.
This girl was pressed upside down last night for a biological clock, but looking at this appearance, she obviously still wants to continue sleeping.
"If you leave it alone, I'm afraid you'll sleep twelve hours a day."
Yang Shifei pinched her little face and picked it up with her hips.
Yuerui lay in her arms obediently, ate the bun in two bites, arched her shoulders, and found a comfortable sleeping position.
Sandalwood stepped onto the throne and glanced at her: "Hurry up and get in the car." It's just ten miles, and you can reach it in half an hour. β
"Here we are."
Seeing Yang Shifei holding her daughter and taking a seat, Luo Xian'er combed the long hair on her chest and said softly, "How was the son resting last night?" β
"Not bad."
Yang Shifei said with a smile: "Last night, I practiced boxing in the courtyard first, and met a Jianghu guest on the roof of the inn. β
Saying that, he couldn't help but sigh: "That person's martial arts are extremely powerful, I tried my best, but I couldn't take advantage of it." If all the warriors who came to the Thousand Blades Warrior Pool had such a level, it would be a little scary. β
"It's not bad to make Childe feel more crisis."
Luo Xian'er said meaningfully: "However, the people who had a discussion with Gongzi last night can't be everywhere. β
Yang was stunned: "You mean"
Luo Xian'er pursed her lips slightly: "She is one of the heavenly beings in the world, the emperor of Yan, her name is Yan Lingshuang, and she is known as the Yelong Yan Emperor." β
Yang's face was full of question marks.
No, the dignified Emperor of Yan left his great rivers and mountains and ran to this shabby inn in the poor mountains and remote places at night, what did he want to do? Beating up a child for fun?
He recalled what he saw last night, this Emperor of Yan is still a woman?
"Emperor Yan loved to compete with others when she was young, and although she restrained herself after ascending the throne, now that the holy soldiers were born and the masters of various countries gathered here, she naturally wanted to come and join in the fun."
Luo Xian'er said a little helplessly: "But because of her identity, she can't swagger through the market." This time, I came alone, and I happened to stay overnight at this inn. β
Yang Shifei's face was delicate.
It's still a little hard to understand. The empress of a country ran out, what should the Yan country do behind her?
The courtiers sat and ate melon seeds, waiting for the empress to come back together, and then start to discuss politics in the court?
"There are other people in the Yan country who help with government affairs." Luo Xian'er raised her forehead and said, "Although she is indeed not very competent as a female emperor. β
Yang Shifei's eyes moved slightly, and he vaguely heard that his tone was different, and he seemed to be quite familiar with the other party.
"You two, know each other?"
"It's old knowledge."
Luo Xian'er lowered her eyes and sighed lightly: "But the two of us no longer communicate with each other, and the last time we met was a year ago." β
Seeing her complicated expression, Yang Shifei hesitated: "Among them, what is unspeakable? β
"It's just that the relationship has faded."
Luo Xian'er quickly regained her composure: "Childe doesn't need to worry, the thieves of the Yan Kingdom at that time had nothing to do with her. β
"Moreover, this woman is one of the few people who are very good at talking in the Heavenly and Human Xuanwu, she took the initiative to discuss with you last night, because she took a fancy to your martial arts talent, and wanted to give a few instructions, and she didn't have any other superfluous thoughts."
"Uh" Yang Shifei recalled last night's experience, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.
This is not 'a few hands', but I have suffered more than dozens of hands.
But his mind moved, and he couldn't help but smile: "How do you know that this exchange was initiated by the Empress of Yan Kingdom?" β
Luo Xian'er looked slightly stunned, and slowly looked away with a weak heart: "It's just. . . It's just speculation. β
"I didn't expect you to stay up all night last night." Yang Shifei teased: "Are you worried about my safety, so you have been guarding it in secret?" β
β.β Luo Xian'er rarely pursed her lips and was speechless, and her ears were slightly hot.
Yang Shifei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the eldest lady is really a good woman.
"This time, in order to compete for the Holy Soldier, you also have to rest more."
"Hmm."
"If you're tired, I'll help you again." Yang Shifei smiled and pouted: "It will definitely relieve fatigue." β
Luo Xian'er couldn't help but think of the scene of the two stealing kisses in the past few days, and she was a little ashamed.
But Yang Shifei's mouth was quickly covered by small hands.
Looking down, Yuerui, who was still sleeping, was pouting and said, "Don't smack her, slap mine." β
Yang Shifei smiled and pinched her little face: "Bad girl, she is still pretending to be asleep." β
"Whine. Pretend to be asleep."
Seeing the two frolicking, Luo Xian'er also smiled faintly.
This little civet cat was murmuring to her son when she slept last night, and it seems that she is quite attached to it.
The eldest lady suddenly raised her eyes and looked silently at the roof of the carriage, the originally flat leather soft shed, now quietly recessed under two huge full moons.
"Childe."
"What's wrong?"
"There seem to be a few birds on the shed."
Yang did not doubt that there was her, so he got up slightly and patted on the shed, and the bird flew up quickly, and the depression was no longer there.
He sat back in his place, feeling a little strange in his heart. How strange is the feel, the roof of this carriage is so soft and elastic?
As the carriage drove into the forest, the road became steeper and steeper.
Yang Shifei lifted the curtain and looked at the mountain scenery with some curiosity, wanting to see what the so-called Tianlu Mountain would look like.
"-Well, isn't it!?"
After a while, Yang Shifei stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, his face shocked.
Sandalwood looked up, and through the sparse trees, he soon saw a strangely shaped mountain in the early morning mist.
The outline is really similar to the Ding furnace. But the size of the mountain was much larger than both of them expected.
I thought it was just a boulder that looked like a big tripod on the mountain, but I didn't expect it to be. Almost the whole mountain!
Even Sandalwood muttered: "Between heaven and earth, can such a strange mountain really be born?" β
Looking from afar, it is like a bronze tripod almost a thousand zhang high towering in the sea of clouds, and the strange stones are meandering, such as the magic axe, which is extremely magnificent.
And as the carriage gradually entered the mountain and drove into the flat road, this giant mountain became more and more clear, and it was daunting.
At the same time, other figures were seen one after another in the surroundings, and there were even people stationed in the forest.
"They are all warriors from all over the world."
Sandalwood was surprised and said softly, "Some of them don't dare to enter the Thousand Blades Soldier Pool easily, so as not to be involved in the dispute too early. Some are not qualified enough to enter it, so they can only stay here and wait for the forging of the Holy Soldier to be completed. β
Yang Shifei nodded slightly, he now has two qualification tokens given by Qiu Buhuan in his arms, and he should not be hindered.
β.β
There are more and more people seen along the way, and the crowd is dense. As soon as I swept my eyes, I saw no less than a hundred people entrenched on both sides of the forest road.
It's justβ
Yang Shifei soon found that there were a lot of cold eyes cast.
Sandalwood had expected it for a long time, and said: "This place does not belong to any country, and it is outside the Thousand Blades Warrior Pool, there will not be many rules." β
Yang nodded abruptly. Everyone is here to compete for the Holy Soldier, and those present can either be co-opted as allies or enemies, so it is natural to scrutinize them carefully.
He stared around, noticing a few malicious looks, and was wondering if he should deter some of the young people who were about to move, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
But at this moment, a wisp of piano suddenly sounded on the roof of the carriage.
The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the forest, and suddenly the noisy and noisy mountains and forests fell silent, and hundreds of people turned their heads to look at each other, and their faces became extremely surprised.
Zheng β
The strings trembled suddenly, as if ripples were spreading all around.
Many people only felt that their breathing was sluggish, and their faces turned pale. The more skilled martial artist was shocked and secretly exclaimed.
For a while, all the forces on both sides of the forest road were silent, and they couldn't even move, and they could only watch in horror as the carriage slowly moved forward, driving into the boundary of the Thousand Blades Soldier Pool and gradually moving away. For a long time, no one dared to speak out, and cold sweat had already crawled all over his back.
"Is that the Heavenly Xuanwu?"
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