"If you don't want to be too embarrassed, then don't embarrass yourself?"

The palace maid surnamed Rong chewed carefully on the words brought by the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, just as the man in the yellow robe was breathing heavily, thinking that she would be furious next, the palace maid surnamed Rong just raised her arm and signaled that he could leave on his own.

Looking at the figure of the yellow-robed middle-aged man who disappeared on the mountain road beside him, the face of the palace maid surnamed Rong was clouded.

Since Jing Liuli clearly expressed such an attitude, any verbal dispute is meaningless at all.

"In fact, sending someone to find you is just a kind of respect for the host from the guest, after all, the Minshan Sword Sect is your home. It's just that I'm sorry, I'm just a subordinate who does things, I can only care about the final result, how can I care if the process will embarrass me?" The palace maid surnamed Rong turned her body sideways, lowered her head slightly, looked at the figure of Jing Liuli looming on the cliff somewhere below, and said to herself calmly: "I hope that this sword meeting, not only this wine shop boy will be taught a lesson, but you, as the internal successor of the sect master of the Minshan Sword Sect, will also be taught a lesson." ”

"She can't just give up because of a few words from you. ”

Tantai Guanjian looked at Jing Liuli and said.

"Of course I knew she wasn't going to give up. Jing Liuli sneered slightly: "It's just an opportunity to be scolded by me, so I naturally can't miss it." ”

Tantai Guanjian couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

No matter how talented Jing Liuli is, after all, he is still too young, so he has such a bad taste.

"Do you need to stop him?"

After shaking his head, he asked.

This was the third time he had asked such questions.

The previous two times were because of Qing Yao Yin, and for Qing Yao Yin, his and Jing Liuli's opinions have been completely unified. So this questioning is naturally because there have been new changes.

"No, you don't. ”

Like the previous two times, Jing Ruri still shook her head without any hesitation. "I set the rules of the Sword Society, and since I don't rule that you can't do this. There is no reason to stop it. Crucially, and it's about my pride, just as the boy in the liquor store thought she couldn't stop him from winning, even though she knew she was going to do it, I didn't think she could succeed. ”

Zhantai Guanjian looked at her proud side face, and still felt that this was the bad taste of the young man's heart.

"I just scolded her, and there is such a change at this moment, does she have any ability to transmit information in our Minshan Sword Sect?" Jing Liuli turned her head and looked at him and asked.

Yutai Guan Jian smiled and said: "It is impossible for any outsider to transmit information in my Minshan Sword Sect, not to mention that at this time, there will be some unique weapons in the army to transmit messages, such as two-heart worms, pull-machine horns and other things, Jiaodong County and overseas have induction beads, this kind of beads are naturally generated on the bottom of the sea." Two pairs, if one bead is damaged, the other bead will also dissipate and crack. This weapon is generally used in the military to transmit the simplest military orders, such as sorties and retreats. It is difficult to convey specific instructions. ”

Jing Liuli frowned slightly, "I don't know much about this. ”

Tantai Guanjian said disapprerovantly: "These are not as good as cultivation. As long as you experience it, you will know it after hearing it. You probably don't even need to know. ”

Jing Liuli understands the meaning of the sword of the platform.

There are all kinds of cultivators in the Minshan Sword Sect, and she only needs to become the strongest sword in the Minshan Sword Sect in the future.

She even had to represent the attitude of the Minshan Sword Sect. There is no need to go out of the Minshan Sword Sect at all.

Before becoming the strongest sword in the Minshan Sword Sect, she didn't feel that it was boring to stay in the Minshan Sword Sect all the time, and life would become boring, so at this time, she nodded, stopped speaking, and her eyes fell on a candidate who was walking through the crimson sea of thorns.

The candidate was a dark-faced teenager with a slight protrusion on his forehead and cheekbones, and he was not good-looking, nor was he tall, and even a little rickety.

In the previous few competitions, the boy also appeared to be extremely ordinary, and most people didn't even pay attention to when he passed those levels.

After entering this underground plain, he was also one of the last batch of selected students, and still did not attract much attention.

However, this candidate was originally one of the most famous and mysterious of all the candidates.

Because he is Lie Yinghong, who is ranked first in the talent book.

Except for knowing that he came from the coastal Jiaodong County, that it was possible to practice overseas, and that he had the means that some cultivators on the overseas islands were good at, all the cultivation places in Changling had almost no understanding of him.

Earlier he was wearing a mulberry-colored coarse cloth robe, but now he was wearing a crimson robe.

This robe is made of kneading the crimson thorn bark and weaving the thorn stalk directly, although it is unusually rough, but it is extremely tough and fine, like a thin layer of rattan armor, so that the thorns on the thorns cannot penetrate.

The most important thing is that it didn't take him much time to complete the robe, not at all like a sword practitioner, but like the most skilled master of the arts.

At this moment, he walked directly through the thorn bushes, although the speed of his movement was still not fast, but his body bowed lower, and almost the entire figure was hidden in the thorn bushes, looking like a lone wolf preparing to hunt cautiously and quietly, and like a shark swimming in shallow water.

She wanted Ding Ning to understand that the more she tried to resist, the more she would lose, and I am afraid that Xue Wuxu would not be the only one who would be lost. Jing Liuli looked at Lie Yinghong's figure and said slowly: "Many cultivators can put their own life and death out of the way, but the constant pressure exerted like this can easily make people break down. ”

Hearing her words, Tantai Guanjian turned his head to look at her, and said softly seriously: "So don't care too much about anyone, otherwise there will be a lot of weaknesses." ”

"What about you?" Hearing the sincere admonition of the Zhantai Guanjian as the division commander, Jing Liuli asked lightly.

Yutai Guanjian smiled slightly, and said naturally: "The people I care about the most are stronger than me, so even if there is a weakness, it is unlikely that others will catch it." ”

Lie Ying Hong was obviously a cultivator who was extremely good at tracking, and the reason why there was such a conversation between the two was because Lie Ying Hong had already locked on to a prey.

He was now almost straight ahead of the prey.

So although he doesn't travel very fast, he approaches his prey very quickly.

......

The water was slightly cool, and the thorn bushes on both sides of the stream, although they had extremely annoying sharp thorns, they exuded a natural fragrance like most plants.

Before Shen Yi came to Changling, like most Guanzhong teenagers, he had enough courage and momentum, but his temperament and actions were not meticulous and calm.

However, in Wutongluo took care of Xue Wangxu for half a year, in the most ordinary dilapidated streets and alleys, the sun rose and went out, in addition to the practice on weekdays, what he encountered was also the most trivial and ordinary things, in addition to accepting Xue Wangxu's teachings, in addition to making great progress in swordsmanship practice, his temperament naturally became extremely peaceful.

So even though he was very tired and in pain, and those cyan temples were still far away, as if they would never be approached, there was still not much anxiety and discouragement in his heart.

So he sensed the slightest movement in the thorn bushes behind him for the first time, and he stopped for the first time, held his sword, and turned around.

However, the slightest movement in his perception was completely gone.

All he saw was a calm, crimson bush of thorns.

Shen Yi's brows furrowed deeply, he knew that this couldn't be his illusion, so he waited as calmly as possible.

Time passed slowly, and Shen Yi, who was holding the hilt of the sword, seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture.

A storm suddenly surged from the crimson bushes.

The crimson bushes of thorns he was facing fell in patches, countless branches breaking into countless knots, and the wind rushed towards him.

With a soft snort, Shen Yi had already drawn his sword, but at the same time, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

Such a violent storm was used from the front, but the attacker did not follow the storm from the front, on the contrary, a sword light had already appeared from behind his body!

His attention was all in the storm in front of him, and at this time he sensed the sword light coming from behind him, he knew that he had slowed down a line, but he did not panic because of this, his sword was still the most comfortable and fastest sword speed, slashing out towards the front of him, but at the same time, his feet and waist and abdomen were forced, and the whole body was twisted horizontally in an instant.

A silver sharp sword light was already approaching his body.

At this moment, the sword light in Shen Yi's hand had also spread.

A circle of unusually dazzling light exploded in front of Shen Yi, and in the next moment, it was pitch black around Shen Yi's body, as if the deepest night had suddenly descended, and this silver sword light was even hidden in this dark night.

The owner of this silver sword light couldn't see, and with a low shout, he retreated unusually resolutely.

Shen Yi forced the sneak attacker back with a sword, but there was no surprise in his heart.

Because at this moment, he felt a little chill in the wind behind him.

It was the smell of cold metal.

In the wind that blew on his back, there were not only those broken crimson thorns, but other things.

At this time, these things should have been extremely close to his back, so just by virtue of the cold smell of metal, there were even a few thin pieces of sword that were about to touch his back in his mind.

And so it is.

Several sharp sword blades, like several narrow fish bones, and a faint shadow had even fallen on his back. (To be continued......)