The imperial capital of Donghua, above the Luanfeng Pavilion. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A tall, but plump, neutral but luxurious woman faces north and looks at the flat planetary sky. The long hair was tied with a cyan ribbon that seemed to slide off when the breeze blew it. The golden headband is as dazzling and majestic as a crown, and a few pearls sparkle in the starlight. That amazing face is enough to captivate the country without powder, and what makes the world's cardamom women ashamed is that she is a middle-aged beauty. Every time she ascended the Luanfeng Pavilion, she would look in the direction of the extreme north, maybe he was also looking this way in the Sword Pavilion, maybe. After a moment of confusion, he returned to the style of a king with tight eyebrows and domineering side leaks.

"Empress Qi, the Elder of the Sword Pavilion of Ling Jian Villa, Ling Youtian and all the disciples have already set off towards the Buddha Gate?" the man knelt on the ground and bowed his head. But after he finished speaking, he waited for a long time and didn't respond, but he didn't dare to disturb. I had to kneel there.

"Well?, ahem, I know you go down to get the reward. When she heard the name Ling Youtian, she still fell into a trance, and inadvertently left someone kneeling there, only then did she come to her senses, and she hurriedly pretended to be stiff and said.

"Thank you Empress, my subordinates have retired. ”

When the man retreated, Nangong Yanran fell into contemplation again, for a long time.

Twenty years ago, the Youth Conference was held in the Imperial Capital of East China. At that time, she was still a young girl, the object of the pursuit of countless princes and disciples, but she never put anyone in her eyes. In terms of kung fu and talent, no one in the same generation can stand out. Since ancient times, Tianjiao has been wild and uninhibited, and she swore to her father that she would seize the name of the top spot, let the Donghua Imperial Capital, and let the **** royal family shock the continent. However, what she didn't expect was that there was actually a man named Ling Youtian among the young generation on the mainland.

Tsing Yi tassel, handsome and chic, and excellent swordsmanship, even if she is a Nine Heavens Fairy, she will be attracted to such a perfect man.

Finally, they still met, but it happened in the ring of bad scenery, two geniuses of the young generation. Their encounter is the most appropriate love at first sight, but there is no perfect chance in the world.

"You, your name is Ling Youtian?" In the ring of the final, the two looked at each other at this moment, and they were speechless. Hearing the noise from the audience, Nangong Yanran spoke.

"Exactly, may I ask the girl's name?" Ling Youtian naturally knew who this person was, but anyone who was stared at by that miserable face would be at a loss and his brain would be broken.

"You don't even know about this princess, look at the tricks. The two of them were really embarrassed, Nangong Yanran naturally wouldn't show her admiration first, and often doing it was the most effective way to hide. And her dignified princess, Her Royal Highness, was naturally a little annoyed when she was asked like this.

"No, the girl misunderstood," Ling Youtian hurriedly said. He was about to explain, but saw that the short sword in Nangong Yanran's hand had stabbed at him.

Ling Youtian was in a hurry, so he had to swing his sword to resist, but he didn't have time to draw his sword out of its sheath. The two fought together. More than 100 rounds have passed, and the winner has still not been decided, but it is obvious that Nangong Yanran's physical strength is a little weak. Nangong Yanran has always been arrogant, thinking that no one in the younger generation can defeat him, and she swore a heavy oath to her father that she can't lose, and she will never lose.

Nangong Yanran, who has lived in the imperial capital since she was a child, has long seen through the struggle for power and status, or success requires courage that others can't bear. Because of his mother Zhen's unparalleled beauty, his father was extremely favored, but he was also excluded by many concubines, and later gave birth to Nangong Yanran, and all this began to change. The royal family has always valued mothers over sons, but she is a daughter. When she was born, her father hugged her and saw that it was a woman, so he turned and left.

Since then, her mother seems to have been beaten into the cold palace, and coupled with the loss of her face, there is no longer the beauty she once had, and her father never mentions them again.

suffered the humiliation of other concubines, but the Zhen family still raised her with hard work. In her memory, her mother never blamed his father, and every time she talked about it, she blamed herself for not being angry. But she was wondering why her daughter must be worse than a man, so she studied martial arts by herself and practiced hard day and night, just to prove to his father that her daughter was no worse than a man.

At a royal banquet when she was twelve, his father asked the princes to try their martial arts to cheer up. To the surprise of the audience, Nangong Yanran asked for a martial arts competition, and everyone was in an uproar, and all the princes also laughed.

"Which princess are you?" ”

"Back to my father, the little daughter was born to Zhen, and there is no princess title. Nangong Yanran said calmly. Nangong Yanran matured earlier than her peers, so her answer was very appropriate.

"Where is Zhen, don't take your daughter down yet, don't mess around here. ”

"Father, mother, due to serious illness, can not attend the banquet. The child came to ask his father to promise me one thing. If the father does not agree, the little girl will not be able to kneel for a long time. Nangong Yanran knelt on the ground and said.

"Tell me what?" asked his father, helplessly.

"The little girl begged her father to let me compete, if I win, my father would let the imperial capital doctor treat my mother's concubine. Nangong Yanran cried.

His father had no choice but to agree.

However, what surprised them even more was that this woman had defeated all the princes.

But unfortunately, after being diagnosed by the divine doctor, Zhen was terminally ill, and even the gods had no choice.

She cried all night that night, her eyes were swollen from crying, and also that night, she vowed to be the most powerful person in this imperial capital, only in this way that her fate would not be controlled by others. Not like her mother.

So she won't lose, and she won't lose to any man, she wants to dominate.

"You better admit defeat, otherwise I will really hurt you" Ling Youtian said when he saw that Nangong Yanran was a little overwhelmed.

"It's you who loses. ”

Finally, in one of the demolition moves, Ling Youtian almost injured Nangong Yanran, and when the sword was about to pierce into the opponent's body, he stopped the sword in his hand. As a result, Ling Youtian was stabbed into the abdomen with a sword.

"I said I wouldn't lose. Nangong Yanran was indifferent with a hint of unbearability, but it was only for a moment, and she said indifferently. Then she smiled and turned away.