Chapter Fifty-Nine: A Letter to the Family

When the words fell, there was an extra knife in Ning Yi's hand, which was different from what the world imagined, this knife was difficult to associate with the word "blood knife", not only was it half bloody, but the whole body was snowy, like a clear moon.

Ning Yiheng slashed the blade with two fingers, reflecting his face: "In the battle of seizing the sword, I was defeated, and I failed to get the 'magic knife' Song Zheng's 'great master', and later because of the request of the Lady Sect, I reluctantly accepted a registered disciple, so I gave him my original saber 'blood', fortunately, when I went to sea, I got this treasure knife, which is called 'Qing Han'." ”

Then Ning Yi just simply slashed with a single knife.

This knife instantly illuminated the entire night and illuminated Taoyuan County.

A knife slashed at Xiao Shiyu's head.

Xiao Shiyu rolled up her big sleeves, and the two streamers that were originally broken surrounded her body, and then the streamers turned into a big curtain, covering her whole body.

Ning Yi split this curtain in half with a knife, and Xiao Shiyu's true body was revealed.

Xiao Shiyu flicked his fingers, and a soft sound suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

This Xuannu Sect Master resisted Ning Yi's knife with one finger, but a red wound was also cut on her fingertips, and one after another blood beads rolled out and flowed down her fingers.

At this time, the faces of Ning Yi and Xiao Shiyu also became extremely close, Ning Yi seemed to be staring at Xiao Shiyu, but his eyes were erratic, as if he was recalling something.

Xiao Shiyu shouted: "Ning Yi, what are you looking at?"

Ning Yi came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's me who was rude." ”

After that, Ning Yi retreated, retreated to the top of the city, and said indifferently: "Sect Master Xiao, I have mercy on this knife, I don't think Sect Master Xiao will want to take me again, right?"

Xiao Shiyu was about to speak, but at this moment, Yan Feiqing took a step forward and said slowly: "Disciple Ning Yi of Vientiane Academy, it is enough to stop." ”

Before Ning Yi became the "Blood Knife", he studied in the Vientiane Academy, and it was not wrong to say that he was a disciple of the Vientiane Academy.

Ning Yi said with a smile: "Ning Yi is Ning Yi, it has nothing to do with the Vientiane School Palace, and it has nothing to do with the Maiden Sect, now I, like Li Zifu, are all scattered people in the rivers and lakes." ”

When the words fell, this "blood knife" who claimed to be a scattered person in the rivers and lakes swung out again.

Yan Feiqing's face was expressionless, and he just pinched a magic finger.

In front of him, there was a golden bronze bell, the four sides of the bronze bell were attached to a golden dragon, the golden dragon is not as "Jiuyang from the fire cover" on the nine dragons around the attachment, but with the dragon claws standing on the surface wall of the bronze bell, the four dragon heads together arch a golden dragon ball, and this dragon ball just hung on the top of the bronze bell, shining.

Ning Yi's knife fell on the bronze bell, and in an instant, the sound of the bell and the sound of the great Lu sounded between heaven and earth, and the mighty sound waves and qi ripples swept through the entire county in an instant.

The bronze bell remained unmoved, except for a white mark on the outer wall.

The knife was useless, Ning Yi put away the "Qing Han" in his hand, and did not continue to make the knife unrelentingly.

Yan Feiqing took a deep breath and calmed down the chaotic qi in his body a little before putting away the golden bell.

Ning Yi said with interest: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it." The Great Heavenly Master actually gave you so many treasures, one 'Jiuyang Lihuo Cover' is not enough, but also another 'Immovable Golden Bell', no wonder the rivers and lakes say that you are a Duobao Dao person, worthy of your name. ”

Yan Feiqing didn't answer, but said to Xiao Shiyu: "Sect Master Xiao, Mr. Ning said that he is a scattered person in the rivers and lakes, with his status in the rivers and lakes, this is credible, and the poor road is also believed, I don't know if Sect Master Xiao thinks so?"

Xiao Shiyu didn't know the weight of Yan Feiqing's words, the Great Heavenly Master was the leader of the Righteous Path Alliance, and Yan Feiqing was the sect master of the Zhengyi Sect, he said that he believed Ning Yi's words, which meant that the Zhengyi Sect recognized Ning Yi's words, the weight of the Zhengyi Sect, needless to say, she could only suppress the anger in her heart and said: "Since Yan Zhenren said so, then I ...... So what else do I have to say?"

Yan Feiqing's face finally had a little smile: "Now that Mrs. Zong Leng has sneaked into Xiaozhou, most of the previous turmoil in Xiaozhou's rivers and lakes is inseparable from her, the enemy is on the side, and Sect Master Xiao still has to focus on the overall situation." ”

Xiao Shiyu didn't speak, just nodded, and then asked, "Yan Zhenren, why are you here?

Yan Feiqing didn't want to and couldn't reveal the fact that they escorted Song Fuchen to White Emperor City, so he could only say, "It's the right time." Because he was acting on the orders of the teacher, it was difficult to disclose the specific reasons, and I hope that the main body of Xiao Sect will understand. ”

When it came to the Zhengyi Sect or the Great Heavenly Master, Xiao Shiyu didn't ask any more questions, so he wanted to leave, but based on the minimum etiquette, he still asked: "Recently, the Xuannu Sect is going to hold a hero conference in Xiaozhou in the Xuannu Mountain of the Xia Sect, I don't know if Yan Zhenren and Fairy Su will appreciate the light?"

Yan Feiqing groaned for a while, and just wanted to refuse, but Su Yuncheng, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke: "Then it's bothering." ”

Yan Feiqing was very surprised, but when she saw Su Yuncheng glaring at her, she could only suppress her doubts for the time being, looked at Li Xuandu, and asked, "I don't know ...... Brother Zifu?"

Li Xuandu shook his head and said: "I won't join in this fun, I don't want to come to Sect Master Xiao and welcome me, Mrs. Leng took away my sword, and I want to get it back, so I won't go all the way with Brother Xuanji." ”

After that, Li Xuandu didn't care about the reaction of Yan Feiqing and the others, and jumped off here.

On the other side, Ning Yi also disappeared from the city, and then appeared beside Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu said softly: "Thank you for today's events." ”

At this time, Ning Yi did not have the slightest madness, and now he is more like a Confucian who has read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles, has seen the vicissitudes of the world, is very open-minded, and replied: "On the bank of Luoshui that day, I thought about what you said carefully, and it is indeed very reasonable. It's a simple truth, anyone can say it, but not everyone can do it. Not only did you say it, but you did it, which is commendable. You are a disciple of Taoism, and you believe in the ancestor of the Taishang Dao, but you are more concerned about the common people in the world than me, a Confucian disciple, which really makes me ashamed, no wonder you scolded me, and the books have been read in the dog's stomach. ”

Li Xuandu sighed lightly: "What did you really do if you shouted the truth loudly to the sky? ”

Ning Yi stretched out his hand and patted Li Xuandu's shoulder, and said softly: "Don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged." There is a long way to go, the road is long and obstructive, don't think about it overnight, you have to figure it slowly. ”

Li Xuandu also patted the back of Ning Yi's hand: "Travel 100,000 miles, step on the unevenness of the world, and encourage you." ”

Ning Yi asked, "Do you want me to help you with your sword?"

Li Xuandu hesitated for a moment and said, "If there is a need, I will not be polite." ”

Ning Yi smiled: "That's the best." ”

The two walked side by side, like a pair of old friends who have known each other for many years. The white head is as new as new, and the cover is the same, about that.

When he walked to the end of the street, he saw a figure standing there, Li Xuandu and Ning Yi stopped at the same time, and said in unison: "Waiting for you?"

Li Xuandu waved his hand and said, "Brother Ning, don't talk nonsense, my family's Miss Qin said in person that if I dare to do something sorry for her, she will kill me with one sword." ”

Ning Yi smiled and said: "Brother Wei is a person who has come over, and it can be seen that Zifu should not be a person who is afraid of the inside." Besides, with the realm cultivation of the Purple Mansion, Miss Qin may not be your opponent. ”

Li Xuandu smiled bitterly: "She also said that if she can't kill me, let me kill her." ”

Ning Yi couldn't help but sigh: "What a fierce woman." ”

The figure also heard the conversation between the two, and walked out of the shadows, it was the palace official who left first, and she first spat at Li Xuandu: "You are beautiful." Then he looked at Ning Yi: "Mr. Ning, I have something to say to you." ”

Ning Yi nodded and said to Li Xuandu, "I'm out of company." ”

"Brother Ning is himself. Li Xuandu suddenly remembered something, and said: "The palace girl ......"

Before he finished speaking, the palace official immediately glared at him, and the second half of Li Xuandu's words were difficult to speak, so he could only say: "It's a good girl." ”

Then he turned and went in the other direction.

When everyone came, when he went, Li Xuan walked alone on the empty street, and suddenly felt a lot of loneliness and embarrassment.

At this moment, a sword light that looked like a meteor flashed at the end of the sky.

Li Xuandu beckoned, and a flying sword fell in his hand, it was the "Purple Phoenix" that he sent out, and after seeing the old master, the "Purple Phoenix" trembled slightly, as if he was happy.

The reason why the flying sword can pass on the book is because the flying sword is mixed with starfall lapis lazuli, which can store a small number of items, and at this time the sword carries a letter.

Li Xuandu took out the letter, and the familiar hairpin flower Xiaokai came into view, because the letter paper was limited, so it was densely written.

From Liaodong to Xiaozhou, the flying sword flight requires a golden talisman, which is worth a lot of money and costs a lot. But there was nothing big about it in the letter, first asking him how he was doing, and then telling him that she had arrived home safely, and then telling him many trivial things: she had recently had a cat, orange, and asked him if it was better to call it "Big Orange" or "Golden Doudou"? She planted a vine in front of her house, and she set up a shelf on the roof, and she tied each knot with her own hands, hoping that she could climb to the roof in the next year, and that she would be able to eat the grapes she had planted the year after. When she was bored, she made two small clay figurines, which had not yet been painted, and by the time he went to Liaodong, it was almost finished. She planted a lot of flowers, among which there is a pot of flowers called "Pujia", the Pujia is pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yiren, on the water side, is actually a dog's tail grass...... Also, she recently wanted to write a travelogue and asked him to help him come up with a name, and if he didn't dislike it, he could also help with the preface.

In the end, she told him that she was very worried about him and worried about him, and asked him to write back to her in his free time, so that she could know how he was doing and whether he was safe.

The payment is Qin Su.

Li Xuandu took the letter paper and read it over and over again, in this lonely night in a foreign place, he suddenly felt that the previous loneliness and embarrassment had gone with these words and disappeared into the night sky of early summer.

Those hairpins jumped into his heart one by one, dimming the swords and swords and intrigues on the rivers and lakes, making his heart cold because of the disputes in the rivers and lakes have a trace of warmth, and a warm current burst out from his heart and spread all over his body.

Li Xuandu had a gentle smile on his face, and he muttered something softly, and it disappeared with the night breeze in this silent night.