i have a sword fairy

Chapter 144 Qingjun, let's go
Concubine Zhao Ling smiled like a flower.

Looking south.

As if separated by mountains and seas, it is only within a glance.

The beloved is right in front of you.

Everyone around who watched her posture hardly doubted who was in Zhao Lingfei's eyes and heart at this time.

just.

In a heart lake lotus pond unknown to everyone.

A blooming green lotus that was swaying slowly, became more and more swaying.

Within the lotus pond.

It was as if a silent storm was raging in all directions.

A green lotus, a pool of mud, and two flying swords.

All were affected by the storm, and no one was spared.

The dark black silt is like fine sand, accumulating deeper and deeper, submerging the lotus roots.

The half of the flying sword was originally stuck in the mud, but with the accumulation of mud, less and less of the sword body was exposed outside.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at the distant mountains, her smile unchanged.

Jiang Chebai's face was stiff, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared straight at the woman who had never seen him in his eyes from the beginning to the end.

Sudden.

Jiang Chebai took a sudden step forward, gritted his teeth, smiled tremblingly, and forced out a sentence.

"I don't believe it! Where is that man?"

Concubine Zhao Ling ignored him.

Jiang Chebai's pale face twisted instantly.

He suddenly yelled, "Where is he?"

The roar carried through the audience.

Concubine Zhao Ling's delicate body tensed up immediately.

Although it was only fleeting, he returned to the happy posture just now.

but.

Jiang Chebai was still keen to catch the revealing feet at that moment.

He laughed heartily: "Fake! It's all fake! He's not by your side, he doesn't exist! Or he doesn't love you at all!"

Hear this.

Concubine Zhao Ling choked for breath, her pretty face was snow-white, and her tender body couldn't help trembling.

The pain that she had been trying to suppress in her heart day and night for more than half a year was like wine overflowing from a glass that couldn't hold it.

Concubine Zhao Ling still didn't hold back.

He is her nightmare, the natural enemy of her life, the scar on the apex of her heart that may never heal...

Concubine Zhao Ling's long eyelashes trembled, "No, no, he just has something to do and he's not by my side, he's always, always here..."

Yes, he was always in her heart.

The Zhao Rong who bullied her should be in his hometown in Nanxiaoyaozhou by now.

but.

Another naughty and childlike brother Rong Er who smiled at her and held her hand even though he occasionally finds her annoying, still remains in her heart.

She has a small heart.

Very small.

Only room for one person.

And that person has been occupying the position and is unwilling to leave.

She hated him to death.

Concubine Zhao Ling's breasts rose and fell violently, she tried to calm down and said: "My husband will come to find me soon, he is on the way, get out!"

But although Concubine Zhao Ling tried her best to endure, her voice still had a trembling ending, and her stretched delicate body trembled from time to time.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Chebai became more and more sure of the judgment in his heart. A smile appeared on his face again, and his tone was "persuading":
"Concubine Ling, don't lie to yourself, he doesn't care about you at all, you two just got married this year and separated, how can he have you in his heart?"

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly turned her head, opened her eyes and scolded angrily: "Shut up! Shut up! He's not here, and you will never come in!"

She clutched her heart tightly, as if she wanted to seal it forever and imprison the person she hated so much inside forever.

Jiang Chebai laughed heartily, his voice was loud and piercing.

And this moment.

In the lotus pond of the heart lake between Concubine Zhao Ling's eyebrows.

A sudden storm is intensifying.

This heart lake lotus pond is the great blessing she obtained when she entered Haoran Realm.

It is the first-class vision of the heart lake in the world.

Two natal flying swords were born from it.

All are first class.

One handle, the name of the sword is bamboo horse.

One handle, the name of the sword is Qingmei.

Each has unique magical powers, and the most mysterious thing is that the magical powers of this pair of bamboo horses and green plums complement each other, like ducks in water.

This is the reason why her swordsmanship talent is the highest in the Taiqing Mansion, and the reason why she is called the first-rank sword fairy embryo.

But such a flawless Dao foundation.

It seems to attract the envy of heaven and earth.

Since the shattering of the sword heart at the beginning of the year, the bamboo horse fell from the first-class flying sword to the mortal rank, and most of the sword fairy embryos were destroyed.

Up to now, it was hard to mend it back a little bit, and this time, my mind was shaken again, and the heart lake was ravaged by the storm.

For sword cultivators, it was simply horrible.

The dull bamboo horse stuck obliquely in the mud of the lotus pond, the blade of the sword was about to be completely buried by the mud.

The first-class psychic flying sword that was once qualified to be archived by the Sanchilou of the Tai'a Jiange, although it has fallen, it still has a little spirituality.

The bamboo horse suddenly trembled slightly, as if it was struggling for the last time, or maybe it was calling for help to its green plum, or saying goodbye?

However, the bamboo horse is like a person half-body stuck in a swamp, the more he struggles, the faster he sinks.

And that coquettish green lotus overflowing with brilliance.

At this moment, it is like a candle in the wind, flickering.

But take a closer look.

Then I discovered that it was Liannei Qingmei who was struggling to break free.

The lotus body swings violently.

It seems that Qinglian will be broken in the next moment, and Qingmei will be able to escape to save the bamboo horse who was born on the same day as her, is intimate and dependent on the road.

If the bamboo horse is gone, is Qingmei still Qingmei?
but.

Qingmei still couldn't break free no matter what.

because.

This lotus pond is the painting site of the owner of Xinhu Lake.

Jiang Chebai bent over, smiled, and gradually stopped.

He wiped his face, looked up at Concubine Zhao Ling whose gaze was gradually dull, smiled miserably, and said softly:
"Concubine Ling, tell me who that man is, I'll go find him, I'll satisfy him whatever he wants, as long as, as long as he can leave you completely."

Zhao Lingfei's pupils shrank suddenly.

She still clutched her heart, but her slender and tall body was crumbling.

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her eyelids, her gaze was dull, and she muttered to herself:
"You, you can insult Concubine Ling, but you can't insult him... no... giggling, but he doesn't want me anymore, he should be happy to give me up to others, right? But I won't, I won't ..."

A drop of bright red "cinnabar mole" suddenly appeared between her white eyebrows.

It's like being tapped with an eyebrow pencil.

but.

next second.

The "cinnabar mole" fell between the eyebrows, leaving a bright red trace.

Like a beauty holding a brush and thrushing her eyebrows, she accidentally draws it down.

The red track meanders and the path is tortuous.

through the corner of the mouth.

painted her lips.

Then pause slightly at the sharp chin.

Tick ​​tock!

Dyed her white clothes red.

"not good."

Ning Ying suddenly said in surprise, her face turned serious.

"Junior Sister Lingfei's sword heart is unstable, and there is a danger of the heart lake collapsing and the flying sword falling!"

Sword masters and sword practicers pay attention to pure thoughts and no other minds. It is a kind of pure mind in a certain sense, because they have to focus on the sword.

But this also caused the general paranoid character of sword cultivators, who are obsessed with one thought, and can easily get into a dead end, endangering the heart of the sword.

Those two people on the field are so paranoid.

And the sword heart is mysterious and mysterious, it is something similar to the mind, and the most direct thing it affects is the natal flying sword and the heart lake, which is also the foundation of the sword practice of swordsmanship, and it is extremely important.

Everyone in the Taiqing Mansion was shocked and rushed towards Concubine Zhao Ling.

Jiang Chebai, who was staring at Concubine Zhao Ling with a wry smile, was slightly taken aback when he saw the bloodstain, and then opened his eyes wide, terrified and said: "Concubine Ling, no!"

Students of the Taiqing Mansion: "Junior Concubine Ling, hold on to Jianxin, don't do stupid things!"

The onlookers were even more startled.

"Stop her quickly, knock her out, don't make her think again!"

"Go quickly..."

A group of people rushed towards Concubine Zhao Ling.

Some people with good cultivation, such as Jiang Chebai and Ning Ying, have already arrived in front of Concubine Zhao Ling.

but.

In an instant.

All those who approached flew upside down.

It turned out that a piece of silver-white sword energy bloomed from Zhao Lingfei's body.

Like a big moon spreading silver light.

It is difficult for everyone to get within one foot of her all of a sudden!
A pair of eyes were horrified.

But they haven't waited for them to think too much.

"Get out, you all get out, don't come here, it's fine for him to bully me, but you're coming to bully me too?!"

Zhao Lingfei's voice was cold.

now.

In the lotus pond of her heart lake.

The terrible storm has climbed to the top.

The bamboo horse had stopped trembling, and only the last ray of light remained on the blade.

And the desperate Qingmei is still perseveringly colliding with Qinglian.

However, Ome's radiant sword was gradually covered with dim spots of light, and its movements became more and more sluggish.

Bamboo horses and green plums depend on each other.

If the bamboo horse is destroyed, the green plum will no longer be green plum.

Concubine Zhao Ling was fascinated by the tragic scene in the lotus pond of Heart Lake.

I feel extremely beautiful.

The words and deeds of the people around who couldn't get close gradually faded away.

She smiled slightly.

His eyes began to get a little hazy.

Suddenly I feel... very tired, I want to fall into an unknown dream, take a good rest...

a moment.

Among the crowd behind her, there was another man who rushed towards the silver barrier of sword energy with the crowd without thinking about his own safety.

It also flew upside down with convulsions all over the body.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't pay any attention.

but.

When the man stood up again and staggered forward.

"Qingjun."

He said.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly trembled all over and didn't look back.

Zhao Rong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His footsteps unswervingly slammed into the silvery white sword energy again.

This time.

But there is no hindrance at all.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

Go forward.

He took her left hand directly.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared blankly at the big hand that completely wrapped her bare hand.

"Qingjun, let's go."

Zhao Rong didn't look back at her, he looked ahead and held her cold and trembling delicate hand.

stride forward.

　Well, we meet.cluck cluck cluck——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)