Chapter Ninety-Eight: On the way, Yiren time

Taking the trail?

This made Situ Jie very puzzled, and she said, "Isn't it more dangerous?"

Shen Shifang shook his head and said, "On this path, there are no thieves on the way, and those small sects are not worth mentioning. ”

"You've got a plan in mind, and I believe you are. Situ Jie said obediently.

Shen Shifang looked at Situ Jie carefully, that impeccable peerless face was still so pleasing to the eye, this was an appreciation of beautiful things, not rude.

provoked Situ Jie's heartbeat to speed up, and she whispered: "You... What to see?"

Shen Shifang came back to his senses, touched his nose slightly embarrassed, and said, "It's nothing, I'm surprised that you believe in me so much, and you don't hesitate to contradict your father, which makes me look up to you." ”

"It's just like you believe me, you can tell me your shocking secrets, what reason do I have not to trust you?" Situ Jiejiao blushed, Shen Shifang's "appreciation" just now made her very unnatural.

Shen Shifang smiled and didn't speak again, but turned his head to look at the scenery along the way. The flowers and trees of the past, like the past time, want to look back, but they are gradually drifting away until they are blurred.

"Hey, what is my father looking for you for? Did he embarrass you?" Situ Jie spoke for a long time, and the blush on his face faded a lot.

Shen Shifang shook his head, took out the things that Situ Chen had "lent" him from Ning Luyu, and said, "He handed me these things." ”

"What is this? I've never seen it. Situ Jie looked at the soft-armored bracers and wind chasing boots, but he couldn't remember these things.

Shen Shifang immediately replaced the bracer in his hand and put on the soft armor bracer, which looked even more heroic.

"I don't know much about this, but I've heard your father say that it can neutralize attacks below the high spirits without leaving a trace. After Shen Shifang finished speaking, he took out the thorn cloud.

He cut the thorn cloud back and forth on the soft armor bracer, and when he fixed his eyes, this extremely sharp thorn cloud really didn't leave a trace on the soft armor bracer.

He gradually increased his strength, and finally added some true qi, but he couldn't even break half a point. I secretly thought that this thing was really a treasure, when would it have to be returned, it was too precious, and I should not be greedy.

"Miss Situ. Shen Shifang suddenly shouted.

"Hmm, you can call me Jie'er, aren't we friends?" Situ Jie bit her lower lip and said.

Shen Shifang chuckled lightly and said, "It's just a name." ”

"What do you want to say?"

"I heard that your family's ancestral treasure casting technique is known to be able to cast any divine weapon, is this true?" Shen Shifang asked.

Situ Jie shook her head slightly and said with a smile: "It's just a rumor outside, but it can indeed make a lot of treasures, such as the condensation jade around your neck, I also have it." ”

Situ Jie raised her little hand, which was as white as jade, and raised it, only to see a bracelet hanging from her wrist, inlaid with pale red gemstones.

Shen Shifang nodded and praised: "Very good, no wonder your strength is so great, it is exciting to be able to make the most precious semi-magic weapon today." ”

"Actually, it's very ordinary, it's just the synthesis method of those rare materials, only we know. Situ Jie said modestly.

Shen Shifang suddenly remembered something, Ning Luyu flashed, the green sword lay flat in the palm of his hand, and he said, "Can you help me take a look at this sword?"

Situ Jie took the green sword, and she said: "The sword is three feet two inches long and one inch and five minutes wide. The jaw of the sword is close to each other, the sword grid is diamond-shaped, and the face pattern is a double-headed phoenix. The hilt of the sword, which is four inches and eight minutes, is made of the finest iron birch, and is extremely hard.

The sword pattern auspicious clouds, the sword scabbard pattern double dragon. On the whole, this green sword ornament is a double dragon and two phoenixes swimming in the clouds, which means leisurely. Most importantly, it is made of fine bronze except for the hilt, which is 300 years old and belongs to the ranks of the world's treasures. ”

Shen Shifang was dumbfounded, this Situ Jie was really discerning, and in just a few glances, he could see such a way, which was admirable.

"What? Am I not right?" Situ Jie chuckled twice when she saw Shen Shifang's appearance.

Shen Shifang's throat rolled up and down, and said, "No, that... It is... Well, how to say, admire. ”

"Hee-hee. Situ Jie really couldn't help Shen Shifang's funny appearance, "Since I was a child, I have been forced by my father to watch the Treasure Casting Master, which records in detail all the rare casting materials and synthesis methods in the world, and there are many divine weapons, including your green sword. ”

Shen Shifang's eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly said, "So, do you know where it came from?"

"Of course. Situ Jie finally felt that she had some role in front of Shen Shi, and she was very happy in her heart, "This should be related to your adoptive father." ”

"How do you know? Oh, you know, it's all in your head. Shen Shifang rubbed his nose a little embarrassed.

"Well, his first master should be the first swordsman in the Qiting Continent, named Li Taiqian. At that time, with this green sword and his self-created Taijing Twenty-four Sword Technique, he stood alone in the world in the rivers and lakes, and no one could match it. Situ Jie conveyed the knowledge in the Great Book of Treasure Casting.

"Leave Taiqian?"

"That's right, it should be your adoptive father's ancestor. Situ Jie said.

"How much do you know about this Taijing Twenty-Four Sword Technique?" Shen Shifang seemed to feel that the Twenty-Four Character Sword Technique should be the same as this Taijing Twenty-Four Sword Technique.

"I don't know, these martial arts kung fu are not recorded. Situ Jie thought about it, and suddenly remembered something, "There may be a place where it will be recorded." ”

"Where?"

"Luohuaxuan, known as the world's martial arts library. Situ Jie said without thinking.

Shen Shifang was planning to go to Luohuaxuan when he wanted to go, hoping that his twenty-four-character swordsmanship could enter the Dacheng realm.

"Hey, why are you ignoring me again?" Situ Jie pouted, looking at Shen Shifang who was stunned.

Shen Shifang came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Thank you so much for telling me these such valuable things." ”

"Then how do you want to thank me?" Situ Jie nervously tugged at the corners of her cuffs, regretting her words.

That's a bit too explicit!

Shen Shifang rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "Why don't I make a word?"

"Okay, okay!" Situ Jie said excitedly.

Her favorite thing is poetry and songs, which she hasn't heard since the last time she heard Shen Shifang sigh loudly on the shore of the lake in Xiaoling Village.

Shen Shifang pondered for a moment, his eyes became dim, and he said softly: "The candles are scattered, the little dream wakes up in vain, and only the lonely light illuminates the lonely shadow." Worry-free night breeze, colorful distant stars.

There is a piece of red dust in front of the window, and it is difficult to whisper about the moonlight for a few years? I still remember half a pot of spirits, drunk in the Xiaoling Wangfeng Pavilion.

The south forgets the river, the north remembers the snow, the wind becomes a thought, and the sad song coast is easy to extinction.

Thinking of the stars in the east, seeing the moon in the west, the night is like a ring, and the night is a trick.

Sing the clouds and flowers like blood, and clear the words. (PS: I wrote it before, changed it, and used it as Shen Shifang's mood at the moment, just right, I smiled)

Shen Shifang stopped, a few tears of sadness fell from his eyes, and tried to turn his head and turn his back to this Situ Jie, not letting her see it.

However, Situ Jie heard the sadness buried in his heart from his somewhat trembling voice, and his heart ached faintly.

At this time, she didn't know what to do? she understood Shen Shifang's pain, the responsibility he bore, and the feeling of the family's ruin.

She choked in her throat, but still gently patted Shen Shifang's shoulder a few times, and said, "Don't be sad, no matter how difficult it is, Xiao Yang and I will walk with you." ”

Shen Shifang's heart "chuckled", and he was very moved, after he wiped the tears, he forced a smile, pretending to be nothing, he said: "It's okay, I can handle it myself." Don't get involved in it, it's not worth it for me. ”

Situ Jie slowly recalled Shen Shifang's words, and heard the latter's lonely mood, without family affection, he could only miss the night scene alone.

She bit her lip and said with great determination, "I'm not afraid, there's nothing that isn't worth it." But, for the sake of friendship, everything is worth it. ”

Shen Shifang didn't know that branches and sprouts had quietly sprouted in Situ Jie's heart at this time.

Shen Shifang lowered his head and stroked the green sword, savoring his memories and thinking about the future. His situation is not an ordinary danger, and he really can't involve Situ Jie, including Xiao Yang Yan outside.

Unconsciously, Shen Shifang fell asleep holding the green sword. In my dream, I lived carefree with my parents by the stream in the old forest at the foot of the uninhabited high mountain.

In addition to the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, sometimes he learns swordsmanship with Liyu, sometimes he learns a thousand blows with Shen Mu, and sometimes he ...... and a kind mother planting flowers.

But the last time they turned around, they all disappeared again, and only a few drops of crystal fell gloomily.

"The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place. No matter how much you have been injured, you have never been cowardly, and now you are crying, and you must miss your parents very much. Situ Jie said in her heart.

She gently wiped the tears on Shen Shifang's cheeks with her cuffs, her eyes full of pity.

At dusk and sunset, the clouds are slowly rising.

Xiao Yang stopped the carriage, pointed his finger on the map, and learned that the town in front of him was Shen Shifang's first return point.

So he happily pulled back his clothes and shouted, "Brother, we have arrived." ”

Before Situ Jie could stop it, Xiao Yang had already spoken.

I saw Shen Shifang slowly open his eyes, rub his temples, come back to his senses, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Shifang, it's time to get to the place. ”

Shen Shifang looked out the window, his mind pulled back to reality, and said, "Enter the town and keep a low profile." ”

Xiao Yang drove his horse slowly into the town, so as not to alarm the people.

At this time, in the palace of Nanliu Kingdom, there was a person sitting on the throne who was not angry and arrogant. Wearing a brocade dress and jade belt, the clothes are real dragons spitting pearls, and the cuffs are small dragons swimming in the sea.

He is the current lord of Nanliu Kingdom, named Jiang Fu.

To his left sat a young man with clear eyebrows, who resembled the lord of the kingdom. He is the crown prince of the dynasty, Jiang Che.

And there were two people standing below, among whom was the protector of the country.

"Anpu, how do you say this matter will be executed?" The lord of the country was full of majesty, shocking Kyushu.

"Returning to the country, as the general said, the Dongqian Empire has a Shura Palace. This organization we have established is not for intelligence, but for the sake of targeting the Shura Temple, so that they can be in our territory... Disappear.

Therefore, one of us is to select talents whose strength is above the middle spirit, and restrain the cultivation of the mixed personnel of the Shura Palace. These people do not need an age limit, as long as they meet three conditions, they can join. ”

An Pu's words and deeds are full of murderous aura towards the Shura Palace.

They are so arrogant.

"What is your name?" asked the Lord.

An Pu said: "The counselor consulted with the minister, this institution ...... His name is Dingnanwei. ”

(End of chapter)