i have a sword fairy

Chapter 141 There is a lotus pond in the heart lake

Obviously it is daytime.

sunny.

But a certain corner on the tower.

It was a little brighter because of a woman's smile.

That is the feeling of the owner of a pair of sneak peeks or direct gazes.

The Dao Companion Ceremony is still going on, and it is drawing to a close.

Not far under the secluded mountain.

Inside a restaurant, it was equally lively.

but.

There was one person who was out of tune with the bustling celebrations that almost filled the city.

Zhao Rong was expressionless at this moment.

His smile has gradually disappeared since just now.

Zhao Rong propped his chin with both hands, and stared at the corner above the water curtain motionlessly. The tea cup beside his arm was still full, but it was already cold.

All the scenes just now happened before Zhao Rong's eyes.

Scenes.

At the beginning, there was an unexpected little girl in a pink skirt who ran to hug Qingjun.

At that time, he still made up some gossip stories in his mind with evil taste.

For example, that little girl is Qing Jun's child, and he is the child's father... Well, it seems that it's only been more than half a year since the separation, and the child is already this big?
It's just that he hasn't been happy for long.

Then came the young man in white with a sword on his back.

This young man with a sword on his back who couldn't see his face was familiar to him, but then he became jealous.

The young man with the sword on his back didn't know what he had said to Qing Jun.

It actually made Qing Jun laugh!
Suddenly, Zhao Rong felt inexplicable unhappiness.

Ever since he awakened the memory of his previous life, he hasn't seen Qingjun smile yet!
Zhao Rong felt sore in his heart.

After that, every move of the young man with the sword on his back made him suspicious.

Damn, why isn't this guy leaving?Lai next to Qingjun?

Not right.

Why is Qingjun still talking to him?

hateful!

How are they so close?

If Su Xiaoxiao dared to do this, Zhao Rong would definitely spank her...

Concubine Zhao Ling actually kept a normal distance from Jiang Chebai, but in his eyes, no matter how he looked at it, he felt close...

Zhao Rong stared at the water curtain without blinking.

My heart is full of jealousy.

Although he hasn't met Qing Jun yet, he got Qing Jun's reply.

But Zhao Rong still domineeringly regards Qingjun as a taboo.

"Pfft~"

Gui couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhao Rong said with a straight face, "What are you laughing at?"

"Cough, it's nothing."

Returning to be a sword spirit, in a special state of soul body, located in Zhao Rong's brow chakra, it can see Zhao Rong's heart lake, but it can't peep into Zhao Rong's thoughts.

Normally, when Zhao Rong communicated with it, it was equivalent to shutting his mouth and speaking out in his heart, which was different from thoughts.

Although Gui also has a few taboo secret techniques that can peek into other people's minds, he can barely use them at this time.

But it will not use it desperately, because the thoughts in the Lake of Human Heart are extremely complicated, let alone whether it can immediately find the useful thoughts that others are thinking at the moment, the huge amount of information alone will make its spirit body bear Can't live.

"Puchi!" Gui laughed again.

Zhao Rong said word by word: "You are laughing!"

Gui did not retaliate, and was very happy.

Although it can't read minds, but because of its special soul and body, it can see the color of Zhao Rong's heart lake.

This is a special perspective of the soul body, which can roughly know other people's emotions through the color of their hearts.

Gui looked at the color of Zhao Rongxin Lake again.

Haha, didn't it still symbolize happiness just now? Blue?How did it become this color now?
Tsk tsk tsk, I haven't really seen this color before.

Strange.

Gui coughed and said in a serious tone, "Zhao Rong, you've turned green."

"..." Zhao Rong.

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Youshan, on the watch tower.

The Dao Companion Ceremony has come to an end.

Cheng Guilu and Lu Yao'er left leisurely in the colorful auspicious clouds, amidst the fluttering flowers, grand rituals and music, and the sound of everyone's blessings.

But the people who participated in the ceremony did not go down the mountain immediately.

Instead, he waited on the watchtower.

To be able to hold a Daoist Companion Ceremony on a secluded mountain is a high standard that has rarely been seen in hundreds of years.

Even the Xinran sect, which is the largest sect in the north of Wangque, feels that the scenery is boundless.

And lent Youshan to the wife of Xinranzong, and allowed everyone who went up the mountain to bring a purple flower down the mountain.

You must know that the purple flowers blooming all over the mountain are not allowed to pick them privately on weekdays, even the owners of several private houses on the mountain are not allowed.

Therefore, although a purple flower seems to have no use other than viewing, it symbolizes the person's connections and status.

At this time, everyone was looking forward to it.

A group of handsome purple-clothed female officials slowly boarded the watch tower, walking gracefully, full of charm, and in a variety of ways, all different from each other.

They stood at the entrance of Wangju Tower, and everyone who left could receive a purple flower.

People are queuing up slowly.

Concubine Zhao Ling was calm and quiet, and she was not in a hurry to go down the mountain, so she waited slowly behind.

After chatting with Concubine Zhao Ling just now, Jiang Chebai felt that he was getting closer to her, and with some thoughts hidden in his heart, he stayed behind to wait with Concubine Zhao Ling.

Seeing this, Concubine Zhao Ling frowned slightly and asked, "Brother Jiang, isn't he in a hurry to leave? I heard that the Sikou Mansion has a lot of business."

"Don't worry, today is a holiday."

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded slightly, said nothing, and stopped looking at him, staring at the beautiful official who was handing out purple flowers in front of her.

Today she came to participate in this Dao Companion Ceremony.

Except that one of the protagonists of this grand ceremony is Senior Sister Lu who is close to her.

The main reason is that her teacher in Xiaoyao Mansion, Mr. Bai, asked her to fetch a purple flower to take back.

Soon.

Finally it was the turn of the two.

Jiang Chebai stepped forward and took a purple flower from the lady in purple.

But when it was Concubine Zhao Ling's turn to step forward, as luck would have it, the purple flowers in the tray of the purple-clothed maid had already disappeared.

When Jiang Chebai saw this, his heart moved, and he lifted the hand holding the flower, but before he could make a move, an ethereal voice sounded.

"Fairy, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, the lady in purple clothes turned around and came to an inconspicuous but extraordinarily brilliant flower tree, raised her hand and picked a fresh vermilion purple flower casually, and then handed it to Concubine Zhao Ling.

Concubine Zhao Ling took it, looked at it, thanked her, and left with Jiang Chebai.

The purple-clothed female officer stood where she was, watching Concubine Zhao Ling's leaving back with a smile on her face. Not long after, the female officer from behind handed over a plate full of purple-clothed flowers. She turned her head and took it, and continued to distribute it.

Jiang Chebai was walking down the stairs of Wangque Terrace with Concubine Zhao Ling.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Concubine Zhao Ling lowering her head and caressing the petals of the purple flower, so she passed the purple flower in her hand, "Junior Concubine Ling, I give it to you."

Concubine Zhao Ling glanced at it, shook her head slightly, and did not pick it up.

Jiang Chebai said helplessly: "I'm an ordinary person, I only know how to appreciate swords, and it's useless to ask for flowers. Put them in my hands, and I'll throw them away after I go down the mountain. Why don't you take them with me?"

Concubine Zhao Ling remembered that Qian'er seemed to have talked to her before that she wanted to come to Youshan to enjoy the purple flowers.

This time, Qian'er was on trial, and she didn't get the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to go up the mountain, and the purple flower in her hand was to be given to Mr. Bai.

Concubine Zhao Ling thought for a while, thanked her, and casually took Jiang Chebai's purple flower.

The two of them walked down Wangque Terrace and down the mountain.

------

Inside a lively restaurant.

Zhao Rong's eyes were fixed on the two blurred figures on the water curtain that were about to walk out of sight.

After seeing the man with the sword handing something to Concubine Zhao Ling, the latter took it.

Zhao Rong, who had been motionless before, suddenly stood up.

He picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp, not even letting go of the tea leaves...

Zhao Rong lowered his head, gently arranged the teacup, put the lid on it, and stood there for three breaths in silence.

He put down a spirit stone, and the next second, he walked away quickly without looking back.

A group of curious guests were left behind, and the waiter in the restaurant was staring blankly at the Lingshi on the table.

Gui glanced at the color of Zhao Rongxin Lake, and couldn't understand, "Where is Mr. Zhao going? Don't do anything stupid. We met that person on the river last time. He is a golden core sword cultivator..."

The sword spirit paused, and bewitched again: "Why don't we bear with him first, go to Nanxiaoyaozhou to practice for ten or eight years, and then come back to find the place?"

Zhao Rong spat out two words lightly.

"To shut up."

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Jiang Chebai went down the mountain with Concubine Zhao Ling.

Concubine Zhao Ling took over Ziyihua just now, which made him heave a sigh of relief and was overjoyed.

but.

At this moment, he paid attention to Concubine Zhao Ling from the corner of his eye, and found that she was looking ahead all the way, and did not turn her head to look at him.

and.

She also kept a distance from him that made him feel uncomfortable.

This distance is like a gap.

He wanted to cross over, even if it was a little closer.

But Jiang Chebai was a little afraid.

He got into some sort of tangle on the way down.

Seeing that the exit at the foot of the mountain was getting closer and closer, Jiang Chebai wanted to slow down his pace, but the pace of the woman beside him was still fast, so he had to keep up.

Jiang Chebai suddenly became worried about gains and losses.

He knew Concubine Zhao Ling's temperament, she was cold, arrogant, she didn't talk much, and concentrated on her practice.

Because in a sense, he's the same kind... at least he used to be.

So he understands that, except for a very small number of people who are truly indifferent, most of them are cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and the indifference is just because they haven't met the right person.

And once you fall in love with someone, it is likely to be for a lifetime, and you can't hold anyone else anymore.

According to his observation, Concubine Zhao Ling didn't seem to have any trace of other men around her, and she didn't see any men other than the teacher mentioned during the chat.

But not having it now doesn’t mean it won’t be there in the future, if you don’t fear [-], you are afraid of it.

What if, like him, we met suddenly?

Besides, what on earth is she thinking, they seem to have known each other for a long time...

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know that Brother Jiang beside her, who she remembered meeting no more than ten times, had so many thoughts, but concentrated on going down the mountain.

Because of today's trip to Youshan.

The red all over the mountains and plains, as well as Senior Sister Lu's happy appearance in a wind robe, reminded her of a night that was also full of red.

Concubine Zhao Ling closed her long and narrow eyes like autumn water slightly, and looked straight ahead.

Dressed in white, she walked through the glaring forests of flowers that looked like wedding dresses.

At this moment, above the lake of her heart, the scene is strange.

It was actually a lotus pond.

If Gui can take a look at it, he will surely praise that it is half as good as it was back then...

Such a vision of the heart lake must be the embryo of a sword fairy who has never fallen to the first rank in the world.

but.

At this time, the lotus pond was in a special state. Looking around, there was no water in the pond, only mud in the pond, but there was a green lotus in the pond that was still standing upright, not polluted or polluted, not vines or branches, graceful and clean. .

This strange scene of half withered and half full of vitality made that brilliant green lotus extremely alluring.

If there is no source of running water, the great meaning of "clean and clear but not demon" in a Confucian sage's poem will be lost.

If you look carefully, you can find that there are two flying swords hidden in the lotus pond of Fangxin Lake.

One is dazzling, hidden in that bewitching green lotus.

One handle is dull in color, half inserted obliquely in the dirty mud.

At this moment, the green lotus moved without wind, swaying slowly...

Concubine Zhao Ling walked faster and faster, getting closer and closer to the exit at the foot of the mountain.

at last.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Jiang Chebai walked through the gate and stepped out of Youshan.

Under the secluded mountain.

Many guests have already left, but there are also many who are still staying.

Or they took their servants with them, but the roads were congested, or they chatted with acquaintances in twos and threes, planning to discuss a place to go and catch up on the old days.

As soon as Zhao Lingfei and Concubine Zhao walked out, they attracted the attention of many people.

Most of the people around are monks from Duyou City, and they can guess their identities by seeing their clothes.

And the five senses are keen, even if a caring person listens a little, he can know who this young man and woman are from just a few words.

Concubine Zhao Ling swept her eyes, and immediately found Ning Ying and her companions in the Taiqing Mansion who were waiting for her, and walked directly to that place without saying goodbye to Jiang Che.

It's just that the eyes of the companions in the Taiqing Mansion were a little strange, and Ning Ying raised his head slightly and pointed in Jiang Chebai's direction with his sharp chin.

Seeing this, Zhao Lingfei shook her head calmly and ignored them.

Behind.

Jiang Chebai felt melancholy when he saw the woman's back leaving without saying hello.

He looked around quickly.

He didn't see the little girl in the pink dress who was troublesome at first glance, and the ambiguous eyes of some people made his heart warm even more.

Jiang Chebai instantly released the restraint on the chilling cicada behind him.

The chirping of cicadas made the sparrows happy.

Tremors can be heard tens of meters away.

"Junior Sister Lingfei, please stay!"

Everyone looked sideways, and the noise gradually stopped.

Ning Ying smiled lightly.

Among the crowd, a certain young Confucian scholar who had already arrived was staring silently, clutching the jade plaque around his waist.

Very tight very tight.

And the woman who was one of the two people who was paying attention to the audience stopped after taking a few steps.

"Senior Brother Jiang, is there something important?"

Jiang Chebai's teeth trembled slightly, "There is indeed a very important matter that I want to tell my junior sister Lingfei."

Concubine Zhao Ling's back was silent for a moment, then she turned around and faced Jiang Chebai.

Four eyes facing each other.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared into his eyes with a serious expression and said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Chebai walked forward and stopped three steps in front of Concubine Zhao Ling.

He took a deep breath and stared at the woman who was almost as tall as him.

Jiang Che's white eyes were piercing.

There was no speaking for a while.

at this time.

On the field, there was only the joyful sound of the chilling cicada, resounding all around.

"Brother Jiang, what's the matter?"

She remained calm.

Jiang Chebai suddenly took off the sword behind him.

Horizontal.

Put it in front of Concubine Zhao Ling.

Jiang Chebai's tone was sonorous and forceful, "Junior Concubine Ling, Han Chan likes you."

This statement came out.

His arms, body, and voice all trembled following the sword.

The onlookers had been quietly watching the crowd, and there was a lot of noise in an instant.

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