Chapter Eighty-Eight: Not What You Think!

readx;? Qing Yunzi looked at Emperor Chu, "He won." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 "I don't understand why you want me to take the princess for nothing, but I think it's not bad, that girl is good, but it's too difficult to get along with him. And I don't want to be angry, it's too much of a waste of time, take care of your ministers, and don't make any more senseless temptations. ”

Emperor Chu looked coldly at the so-called loyal ministers who were kneeling, he didn't know what to say, he looked at Qingyunzi, his hand was tightly holding the dragon robe, and he couldn't be a sinner in the Chu State. The cold sweat in the palm of his hand made him extremely angry, and at the moment when Qingyunzi's figure suddenly disappeared, a wine glass of a kite carving was slammed in front of the ministers, which was a warning, he Emperor Chu could not be a sinner, and there was no need to wash the court in blood and cause turmoil.

At this time, on the teahouse closest to Chudu Guandao, a young man sitting near the window was Sword Twelve who came out of the Falling Dust Pavilion. Because he is a sword hall walker, he is not afraid of anyone, so he does not need to deliberately hide his details and whereabouts, so his expression and actions are far more natural than the vast majority of tea customers in this teahouse.

He looked at everyone who entered this big city that could accommodate millions of people, and listened to the conversation of many people inside and outside the teahouse, but his eyes were quickly attracted by several carriages on the official road in the distance.

The carriages are extremely luxurious, with different formats, just like the princes and nobles traveling, but the convoy composed of several carriages of different standards is particularly special at this time. The coachman on the first carriage was a man with a cloak, with a tall posture, for some reason, Jian Twelve looked at it, but his face became more and more shocked, only to feel that even the lines on the edge of every corner of the man's body were like sword marks, as if there was a sharp sword about to fly.

The driver of the second carriage was a young girl, and when his gaze turned away from the cloaked man in the first carriage and cast it on the girl, Sword Twelve could no longer sit still and stood up. Because I was so surprised.

He could clearly see every detail of the girl's face, but the man in the cloak was only a cart away from the girl, and he couldn't see the man's face clearly, and he couldn't see through the black cloak.

But he felt that the man's facial features seemed to be very clear, but even if there was no impression in his mind, it was like a sword without its scabbard.

It's just that these two people, Sword Twelve, who put down the tea, has already determined that there are definitely no less innate swordsmen in this train fleet, and the strength of the horse team is already so strong that it is unimaginably heavy. And the man in the cloak gave him a very familiar feeling.

Without the slightest hesitation, the swordsman from the Sword Hall walked out of the teahouse and went straight to the carriages. Because he was afraid of causing the unhappiness and hostility of the people in this train fleet, when he was still dozens of zhang away from these carriages, he was already standing on his side by the road, and then he bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "Sword Hall Sword Twelve, may I ask if Your Excellency has a relationship with Sword Hall?" His language was also extremely cautious, and even the inquiry only used the word "Your Excellency", and he didn't even dare to say these slightly tough words what he meant here. Because the closer he got to this train fleet, the more his heart and pupils contracted, and in his judgment, even in Emperor Chu's travel convoy, it was impossible to send a swordsman of such strength. "Jiantang Jian Jiu, junior brother hasn't seen you for a long time", the man in the cloak on the first carriage returned the salute, and replied gently and politely, and the answer was also extremely simple. "Senior brother, why are you here, is there something that the master needs you to find me. Huo Ran, the stunned swordsman, looked up, he listened to the words of the man in the cloak who declared his identity, and the next sentence, he instantly felt a huge dizziness, and his whole body was full of disbelief and unreality. He didn't even notice that the internal force in his body collided a little uncontrollably, causing his body to shake violently, and even make many roaring sounds.

The man in the cloak took off his cloak, revealing a handsome face, and when he looked up and saw the handsome man's gentle but unattainable gaze, his whole body was filled with a sense of unreality, but he was extremely sure that it was true.

It's really the legend of the Sword Hall, the Meteor Sword Nine.

Jian Jiu raised his head slightly, "Senior brother, why are you here, aren't you cultivating in Sword Valley?"

Sword Twelve looked in the direction of the Falling Dust Pavilion and smiled, Sword Hall has been a little tight recently, so he came out to make some extra money. Unexpectedly, he was actually facing a few cultivators, and he also encountered a very interesting sword cultivator.

Jian Jiu seemed to have thought of something, and saw Jian Twelve's somewhat torn clothes. Smile twelve, you lost, right!"

Jian Twelve also smiled, "If you lose, you can better understand yourself, and you can win it back next time." ”

After more than a dozen breaths, Sword Twelve was finally able to look directly at this senior brother, the sword of the Sword Hall, bowed deeply again, and said, "Please allow me to join you." He was a little more conscious as he turned to ask.

Jian Jiu was stunned, looking at the girl in the second car, he jumped into the second car, originally they only had one car, but later because it was a little inconvenient at night, he requisitioned a carriage with a certain city lord.

An Ling heard that Jian Jiu's junior brother was also going to join them, she smiled, now I see how the person who robbed Luo'er with me lived. An Ling agrees that Sword Twelve and Sword Nine are together, and tonight is destined to be unpeaceful.

In front of the Xuanwu Gate, a carriage entered the palace, and due to the fast horse, An Ling still arrived in Chudu one step earlier.

When Luo'er saw An Ling coming in, she was about to jump up with excitement, and then suddenly started crying again, crying pear blossoms with rain, which made people feel distressed.

An Ling hugged Luo'er, two beautiful girls. Hug each other without any sense of disobedience.

"Luo'er, do you know? The moment I heard the news, I was scared, afraid that you would leave me, afraid that you would run away with someone else. Luo'er, you've been with me for a long time, I didn't think about it, today I thought it would be without you, I just knew, I've long been used to it, I like it. My heart wants to stay with you, my brain wants to think of you, my hand wants to hold hands, and my mouth wants to kiss you. The nose smells you, the ears listen to you. Eyes take pictures of you, and footsteps come towards you. I don't know what to do without you, and I think I'm going to die. ”

What!

Luo'er, who was still crying with pear blossoms and rain, was surprised. It's like being hit by a thunderbolt from the blue, and she ...... She didn't expect that her best friend liked herself, and she was a girl, such a big country, even if she had a habit of dragon yang, why did she even appear here, Luo'er wanted to cry now, this time she was really helpless to cry, she wanted to push An Ling away, but An Ling hugged her to death, and she didn't let Luo Er break away.

The sound of pushing the door came, a woman walked in, stunned, Luo'er hurriedly explained, Yuhan is not what you think!

ps: I heard that the book reviews over there are scolding me, which is very strong, and it caught me off guard!