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The summer winds finally spread from the sea to the depths of the continent, southwest of Chaoyang, closer to the sea, and summer here comes earlier. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The abundant rain and warm air make the plants on the peach mountain grow excitedly, between the cliffs that are as beautiful as white jade, I don't know how many green plants have grown, the mountains are full of greenery, and the countless Taoist halls on the section of the broken wall arch around them, and the solemnity here is more beautiful.

In the remote corner of the third cliff, there is a stone house, compared with the surrounding luxuriation, the surrounding stone house seems to be extremely monotonous and even a little withered, and there are few people.

The stone house is not completely enclosed, and on the side of the cliff, dozens of air holes have been carved out, and light penetrates through those air holes, although it is not like a window, but at least it can bring some light.

There is a desk under the blowhole.

Ye Tong sat at the desk, quietly looking at the paper on the table, his expression seemed very focused and serious, as if all his thoughts were attracted by the paper, and there was nothing left in his eyes.

It was a piece of letter paper, from the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion, and on the paper was a sword composed of clumsy techniques and lines.

She sat in the stone house and looked at the paper sword for a few days, she didn't go out, and the food and drink were all sent by the servants of the Ruling Division, she didn't know that the cliff outside the stone house was already peachy and willow green, she didn't know the change of seasons from spring to summer, and she didn't care about the change of people's attitudes towards her in the Divine Army.

One night after the summer, someone came to the stone house.

The door to the stone house was slowly pushed open, revealing Monzo's seemingly respectful face.

Meng Zhuo looked at the girl in a cyan robe next to the desk, greedily admiring the graceful body under the robe, and after a moment he lowered his head and said, "Lord Commander is waiting for your reply." ”

Meng Zhuo was an official of the Adjudication Division, and he used to be the commander of the cavalry of the Divine Army, and the commander he was talking about at this time was naturally not himself, but the Divine Guard Commander Luo Kedi, who had a special status in the Divine Army.

Hearing this, Ye Tong didn't react, and still sat calmly at the table and flipped through the book in front of her, the letter paper with the sword had been sandwiched into the book by her.

Seeing her indifferent reaction, Meng Zhuo was not surprised, and after sneering slightly, he continued, "Lord Commander knelt in front of the Sect Seat all night yesterday. ”

Ye Tong's slender fingers flipping through the book stiffened slightly, and his gaze on the book became more and more indifferent.

"The Commander is very sincere to you, even the Master has realized and sensed this, and the Commander has asked me to pass on the message to you, hoping that you will also realize this. ”

Meng Zhuo didn't say anything more, in his opinion, since even the Master of the Sect had expressed his tacit consent on this matter, you were just a deposed Dao idiot, where could you still be qualified to push it.

Ye Tong didn't push, nor did he say that he needed some time to think about it like last time.

She didn't turn to look at Monjo, she didn't condense her anger and cold gaze into a sword.

She was just silent.

She looked at the book on the table silently, then continued to flip back, until she reached the place where the letter paper was held, looked at the crooked sword on the paper, and said indifferently: "It turns out that with you, it's still too late." ”

Monjo didn't hear what she was saying.

Ye Tong took out the letter paper and tore it with a hiss, she did not tear the letter paper into pieces, but used her dexterous fingers to carefully tear off the sword on the letter paper along the crooked and uneven ink lines.

A moment later, a small, thin, crooked paper sword appeared between her thin fingers.

"What do you think this is?"

Ye Tong held the paper sword with two fingers and asked Meng Zhuo.

Mondror frowned, looking at the piece of paper, unable to make out it.

Ye Tong said: "I can't even understand this, no wonder you will always be blind." ”

After saying this, she handed her right hand forward, and stabbed the paper sword between her fingers into Meng Zhuo's eyebrows.

Meng Zhuo used to be the commander of the cavalry of the Divine Army, and he had the cultivation of the Upper Realm of the Cave Xuan, even if Ye Tong was in his heyday, he was only slightly weaker than her, and now Ye Tong's cultivation realm has already fallen to the Lower Realm of the Cave Xuan, and he may even fall into the Confusion, he is no longer the original Dao idiot, where will he be afraid?

Looking at the paper sword that stabbed at his eyebrows, Meng Zhuo was shocked and slightly angry, and a mocking smile immediately appeared on his face, in his eyes, the paper sword about a finger long was ridiculous to the extreme, he thought to himself, would he really rather die than bow his head? Then wait to be humiliated.

However, the next moment, the sneering smile on his face suddenly condensed into frost.

Because he clearly felt that a vast and boundless aura erupted from the thin paper sword, enveloping his body in an instant.

It was a mighty sword intent.

Meng Zhuo seemed to see the endless yellow turbid water rushing towards his face, as if he saw the surging river at the junction of the Southern Jin Dynasty and the Great River Country leaving the ground and patting his eyes.

He was terrified, and his Dao heart suddenly became clammy and cold.

Only then did he realize that this paper sword was not ridiculous, it was he who was ridiculous.

His pupils suddenly constricted, and he wanted to save himself.

However, the sword intent on that thin piece of paper had already descended between his eyebrows.

Whoop, whoa.

Two very slight snorts.

Two extremely thin lines of blood appeared on Mondr's eyes.

Two lines of blood traced his black eyes, as well as the whites of his eyes.

In an instant, two lines of blood lifted up and down, spilling blood and juice from the eyes.

Pain and darkness took over Monzo's consciousness.

"Ah...... What kind of sword is this!"

He clutched his eyes and fell to the ground, rolling in pain, letting out a desperate howl like a dying beast.

Ye Tong stood up, unbuttoned the placket of the cyan robe, untied the straps of the close-fitting clothes, and put the paper sword between his fingers away tenderly.

Feeling the paper sword against her delicate skin, her mood became extremely stable, and she looked at Meng Zhuo who was rolling under her feet, and said softly, "I know you like to see my body. ”

"My clothes are untied now. She said.

Mondra covered his face and howled in pain, blood and gelatin-like liquid oozing from his fingers.

Ye Tong looked at him and said calmly, "It's a pity that you can't see it anymore." ”

Late that night in early summer, Meng Zhuo, the former commander of the cavalry of the Divine Army, was attacked and blinded, and Ye Tong, the Taoist idiot who was once proud of the Divine Army and was later forgotten, ignored, humiliated and damaged, floated away, and left Momoyama under the cover of night, and no one knew where she went.

A few days later, the Shenjun delegation that had sent an envoy to Chang'an City of Tang returned.

According to the normal time, the return time of the mission should be a few days in advance, but I don't know why, the mission made a detour to the Southern Jin Dynasty halfway and was delayed for some time.

The convoy drove slowly along the steep and dangerous rocky road of the Divine Army, and the deacons and officials of the Divine Army in the mission all noticed that the atmosphere of the Divine Army was a little strange today.

Where the magnificent black and gold-embroidered carriage passed, the people of the divine army retreated one after another, and then knelt respectfully by the side of the road and saluted, but their expressions had something more than awe.

The seat Yu Lian lifted the curtains, looked at the people kneeling down to welcome the god seat under the green tree on the side of the road, and looked at the uneasy look on people's faces, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

"Is something really happening?" he said to himself, then turned to look at the Celestial Shrine in the car, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and respectfully asked, "I'll take a look." ”

The Great Oracle was silent.

The convoy of the mission traveled to the mountain cliff and the Dao Hall, and there was still a mountain cliff distance from the Heavenly Oracle Divine Army, Yu Lian stepped out of the carriage and looked at the cavalry of the Divine Army that was assembling in front of him, and his face became a little gloomy.

Yu Lian walked in front of the group of Divine Army cavalry, and the Divine Army cavalry saluted one after another, but because they had already put on their armor, no one dismounted.

He looked at Meng Zhuo, whose eyes were wrapped in bandages, and noticed that the former cavalry commander's face was extremely gloomy, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "What happened?"

Meng Zhuo gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Tong betrayed the Judgment Division and the Divine Army, and his subordinates were ordered by Commander Luo to gather cavalry and prepare to be wanted and killed in the world. ”

Ye Tong betrayed the Divine Army?

Yu Lian frowned slightly, and his snow-like hair became colder and colder.

Ever since the Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne had calculated that something big would happen to the Ruling Division, he had been very worried, and the mission made a special trip to the Southern Jin Sword Pavilion to do so, but he didn't expect that it would happen after all.

He looked at Meng Zhuo and said in a deep voice, "I remember that your position as cavalry commander was stripped of in the wasteland last year, when did you come back up?"

"Just the day before yesterday. ”

"Luo Kedi is the Divine Guard Commander, when will he be able to meddle in the affairs of the Adjudication Division?"

Yu Lian looked at Meng Zhuo expressionlessly and said, "You are a subordinate, you actually dare to be rude to Ye Tong, the great secretary, isn't it the following offense?"