i have a sword fairy

Chapter 453 Encounter with Senior Sister Ning

Zhao Rong walked out from the north gate of Taiqing.

In the cold wind, he rolled up his sleeves.

Zhao Rong had already noticed this small sachet.

I remember that this sachet was originally her compensation for losing a celebrity dress of his, which was forgotten by Xiaoxiao in the small courtyard of Zhongnanguo.

After the two of them have settled their lives in love, the sachet will have the nature of a love object.

In Ben XiaoXiao's heart, maybe this sachet wants to correspond and stand shoulder-to-shoulder... the white jade that he often hangs around his waist.

It's just that she weaved this sachet very slowly on the way to Duyou City, and she never gave it to Zhao Rong. Now that she has been away for several months, the sachet is also finished.

Zhao Rong clearly remembered that this morning, when he decided to confess to Xiaoxiao about the "Mistress of White Jade", she was taking out the sachet and tied it around his waist.

However, when Zhao Rong pointed out Qing Jun's matter, Su Xiaoxiao withdrew her two little hands tremblingly.

He also quietly hid the sachet.

Although the little fox demon moved quietly, Zhao Rong seemed to be born with the talent of being able to perceive the sensitive thoughts of his daughter's family, so he paid special attention to these small movements.

So he silently kept the sachet in his heart at that time...

At this time, at the gate of Taiqing Mansion.

Zhao Rong stopped under the huge stele engraved with the record of Taiqing Tianjiao, looked left and right at the sparsely populated surroundings, and quietly waited for Qian'er.

The two of them had made an appointment to meet here before, but there was no sign of the little girl, and it seemed that she hadn't arrived yet.

He reached out and touched the sachet in his arms again.

Slightly exhaled.

Zhao Rong felt relieved.

Her sachet was taken away by him, even if this silly girl wanted to run away without a trace and never see her lover again, she would snatch the sachet back before that.

So don't worry about her running away for now.

He also happened to go to Dali during this time, so he avoided it by the way, and gave both parties some time to relax and calm down, so as to prevent impulsive mistakes...

Zhao Rong thought about it in his heart, and after a while, his thoughts drifted to Lidi, who was about to go back.

There's still a big booth there, waiting for him to go back and put the finishing touches on...

"I don't know how Brother Yiwu is preparing now...I have already contacted those forces in Xingzi Town and the outskirts of Hanjing. As long as they are not stupid, they should know the attitude and bottom line of us Fengchan students. Before finding out our real hole cards, we shouldn't mess around..."

In the evening wind, the young Confucian scholar murmured a few words and rubbed his face with his hand.

"...and that Empress Dugu, she is a very smart woman...everyone says that a girl should be pretty, and she should be filial...a pretty widow, sincerity does not lie..."

Zhao Rong suddenly remembered some things when he met the woman who was the most beautiful woman from the ground a few days ago, and chuckled lightly.

"Hey, what do you mean? Why do you want to be pretty and filial?" Gui was curious.

Zhao Rong regained his senses, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "It means...don't eavesdrop on what others are saying."

He explained nonsense.

Gui sneered, "I've been nagging all day long, and I'm showing mercy if I don't think you're arguing. Zhao Rong, please don't be ignorant of compliments."

Zhao Rong smiled. After a busy day, he stretched his waist easily, and looked back at the huge monument engraved with his name behind him.

He said casually, "Thank you so much."

Jian Ling hummed a few words and ignored him again.

Zhao Rong felt that this guy was getting more and more sissy, and he didn't know if it was an illusion of psychological effects, as did his voice after waking up recently.

He shook his head.

"By the way, I have something to talk to you about."

"What the hell?"

"Uh, there are some things that need to be clarified. First of all, we are... normal friends, right."

"if not?"

"So...that...well, my daughter-in-laws are my daughter-in-laws, right, and your daughter-in-law is your daughter-in-law, right?"

Gui interrupted: "I don't have a daughter-in-law, and I don't like women at all... Also, what on earth are you going to say?"

Zhao Rong ignored it, and continued to reason slowly: "Although we are very close now, um, we have to do everything together, although it is a kind of passive, but we can be regarded as very good friends, um, it is normal to quarrel occasionally , it doesn’t affect any relationship, and I don’t dislike you, I have to live this day, right, but there are some red lines between us that must be clearly drawn in advance..."

Gui impatiently said, "Fart your fart!"

Feeling that the groundwork is almost the same, Zhao Rong said directly: "We are good friends, except for the daughter-in-law, we can share everything else, we can share weal and woe, but regarding the daughter-in-law, we can't mess things up at all, so, Gui, please don't be rude in the future. See, don't hear what is wrong, don't see what is wrong."

Gui: "..."

It froze for a moment.

Zhao Rong continued to say solemnly: "But it's okay, good buddy, if you have needs, you can't help it, hey, after all, will you feel the state of your sword soul body..."

He didn't notice the frozen atmosphere, he frowned and asked in doubt: "Could it be a soulmate? He can play..."

"Zhao Rong! Get lost!"

The sword spirit roared, interrupting Zhao Rong's words in an instant:

"I'll say it again, I'm not interested in women at all, and I'm not interested in men... and I'm not even interested! Every time you and those stupid girls do those stupid things, I just block the five senses, and I don't need you With forehead or something...

"You don't need to say, it will be like this in the past, now, and in the future! So, you die for me!"

Zhao Rong: "..."

The room was quiet for a while.

Zhao Rong covered his mouth, "Ahem, it's so good, so good..."

"roll!!!"

"........."

Not long after, Zhao Rong was bored, turned around and raised his head, looking at Taiqing Tianjiaolu behind him.

In his memory, Qing Jun also likes to look at this huge monument when passing by or waiting at the door sometimes.

The huge stele is engraved with the names of every student who graduated from the four prefectures of Taiqing in Wangquezhou, as well as textual information such as their graduation age and Jindan rank.

I don't know how many years of ups and downs this giant monument has gone through, and the names on the top are getting older, and I don't even know that it was engraved in that historical era.

And the flowing water of the long river of time does not seem to have left any obvious traces on it.

The stele is still standing firmly, and the inscriptions are still shining.

Zhao Rong vaguely understood the thoughts of some ladies who often looked at the monument.

His eyes wandered randomly on the huge monument, getting higher and higher...

After a while, Zhao Rong was about to withdraw his gaze. He hardly knew these names and was meaningless.

At this time, his eyes barely passed a certain three-letter name.

In an instant, Zhao Rong's eyes froze.

"Zhao Xi...husband?"

On a very high place on the monument, there was the word "Zhao Xifu", which clearly caught his eyes.

Zhao Rong subconsciously called out, and then looked again.

A line of extremely dazzling text is impressively displayed:
Zhao Xifu, 19 years old, sword repair, Jindan third grade.

"A 19-year-old Golden Core Realm..."

Zhao Rong took a hissing breath, and he rolled his eyes, thinking that he had misread the person, but the line of inscriptions was still quietly hanging on a very high place afterwards.

"Is this... Shopkeeper Zhao, or is it the same name?"

Zhao Rong frowned, not because he didn't believe that the unscrupulous shopkeeper he met not long ago was a master. In his opinion, Xia Chong Zhai was very weird.

Zhao Rong was suspicious that the position of the name was too high.

The Taiqing Tianjiao Records are arranged from top to bottom, the lower the time, the closer the time.

And the higher you go, the longer the time.

Right now, the line of characters that Zhao Rong saw must have been up for at least thousands of years. Even the great cultivators of the seventh realm don't seem to have such a long lifespan, right?

At the moment, he was puzzled, but Zhao Rong still held back, and his eyes quickly swept to other places.

All of a sudden, as far as he could see, there seemed to be no Taiqing mansion student who graduated younger than this "Zhao Xifu", not even shoulder to shoulder...

"Hey, Gui, what level is the 19-year-old Jindan Realm?" Zhao Rong asked suddenly.

"Nineteen Golden Pills...not bad, the Nine Taiqing Four Mansion Tianjiao Records of Jiuzhou should be able to rank in the top ranks. Hey, did you see it on the Wangque Tianjiao Record? Where? Point it out for me to see. I remember that Wangque belongs to Xiaozhou, which is at the bottom of the whole. In history, there are still students who graduated from Jindan at the age of 19? It seems to be in the era after me... "

Zhao Rong secretly clicked his tongue when he heard the words.

The head of the Xiaoyao Mansion asserted that Qing Jun will be a golden elixir before the age of 20, which is a great optimism and praise.

And this is not the same name as "Zhao Xifu", a 19-year-old Golden Core Realm?

At this moment, Zhao Rong nodded, raised his head and spoke softly, giving instructions to Sword Spirit.

As soon as he finished speaking, before hearing Gui's reaction, a clear female voice suddenly came from behind him.

"You are... Mr. Zhao Ziyu Zhao?"

The woman smiled softly.

Zhao Rong looked back.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of smart and charming almond eyes.

Somewhat familiar.

"Exactly, may I ask that you are... Senior Sister Ning of Concubine Qing... Ling?"

Zhao Rong didn't pay any attention to Gui, but took a quick look at this beautiful woman in red dress and red shoes with hibiscus face, and suddenly said aloud.

Ning Ying smiled softly and nodded: "Well, the little girl's surname is Ning, and the word is a baby. She was also a student of Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion before, and she has left now."

She tilted her head slightly, and her eyes seemed to be lacquered. At this moment, she stared brightly at this bookish young Confucian scholar.

"Master Zhao still remember me?"

Remember, why don't you remember, when you were walking in Lidu, you suddenly "raised your head" from the water, and almost hit the boat, almost scaring me to death, how can you easily forget those bloody eyes?

Zhao Rong complained in his heart, but smiled politely on his face:
"That day at the foot of Youshan Mountain, Senior Sister Ning was with my concubine Ling, and she also helped me later, how could I forget it. But Senior Sister Ning, you..."

He calmly scanned the surrounding area with few pedestrians.

Some are not sure why Qingjun's powerful senior sister appeared here in the middle of the night.

Could it be that he is waiting for others like him?
After Zhao Rong paused, he continued to politely say:

"I heard from my lady, Senior Sister, you are happy to be a high-ranking student in the Great Sect of the Northland, and you have no time to spend your days pursuing the Dao of Longevity. I didn't expect you to remember it..."

Ning Ying smiled and shook her head.

"Mr. Zhao, don't make fun of the little girl. What's 'high', what's longevity, it's just asking for a clean place to practice. For this reason, you still have to do things for the sect and rely on others. Even so, you have to be punished by Tianya The Jiange is in control...but if you are alone, the conflict on the mountain is really tiring..."

Speaking of which, her eyes seemed a little lonely, and she sighed softly, "Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Zhao Rong was startled when he saw this.

He couldn't help but glanced at the red-clothed woman in front of him who showed a little weakness.

Ning Ying didn't go to see Zhao Rong. She lowered her eyes and bit her lips. After sighing, she suddenly raised her eyes as if remembering something, "Mr. What a heroic act, but the little girl will never forget it."

The beautiful apricot eyes of the woman in red clothes looked at the young Confucian scholar brightly.

Zhao Rong smiled and waved his hands politely.

He didn't answer the phone again.

Although after a few heart-to-heart chats, I feel that this senior sister is not as mysterious and arrogant as Zhao Rong first met.

But the two are not familiar with each other after all, and the other party is a woman.

For getting along with each other, Zhao Rong has a degree in mind.

He changed the subject and asked in a curious tone: "By the way, Senior Sister Ning, it's so late, why did you come here?"

Ning Ying smiled and looked around:
"I happened to come to Duyou to do some business, and I wanted to stay for a few nights. After dinner, I took a walk, walked, and unconsciously turned here. Hey, speaking of it, I haven't left Taiqing Mansion for a long time, but now I feel like a Like an outsider."

She shook her head lightly, with an elegant smile on her face at the same time, her eyes revealing memories.

Zhao Rong nodded in agreement with a smile.

He glanced at the gate of the mansion not far away, and Xiaoqian'er didn't know why she went there, she hasn't come yet...

Ning Ying's wonderful eyes turned around, and she took a look at this polite and distracted young scholar.

She raised her eyes to look somewhere on the giant monument behind him, and suddenly said:

"Did Mr. Zhao just look at that name?"

The woman raised her hand and pointed in a certain direction.

Zhao Rong glanced at the familiar position on the monument she was pointing at, and nodded.

Ning Ying narrowed her eyes slightly, and glanced at the inscription, "Zhao Xi... Husband, oh, it turned out to be this Senior Zhao."

She seemed to be trying to remember, and after a while, she smiled and nodded:
"Well, it can also be regarded as the senior brother of me and my junior sister Lingfei, hehe, it can be said to be a very old senior... He is the youngest graduate student in the history of our Wangque Taiqing Fourth Mansion. Talented and brilliant, she is extremely talented, she looks a bit like Junior Sister Zhao..."

Zhao Rong's face was as usual, looking at Senior Sister Ning.

Just as he was introducing, Ning Ying paused, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, do you know the age of this Senior Brother Zhao? How many years ago?"

Frowning inwardly, Zhao Rong shook his head curiously, "I don't know."

"It's been...more than 6000 years ago." Ning Ying said with a smile as he pulled his jade finger.

Zhao Rong's eyes froze.

The woman in red looked at him who was calm, then raised her head to look at the inscriptions on the high place.

He didn't speak for a while.

At this time, in Zhao Rong's heart, Gui seemed to have seen through his guess at this time, and he sneered and denied:
"Impossible. A lifespan of more than 6000 years? In the Xuanhuang race, even monks in the seventh realm, even if they have special skills, under normal circumstances, they don't have such a long lifespan. Even if this Zhao Xifu is higher than the seventh realm According to legend, he can't reach this kind of lifespan. So, it may be a coincidence, or it may be a strange reincarnation..."

"you sure?"

"I don't understand you, do you want to ask about the 'exception' outside the normal situation? Believe me, this is definitely not the kind of longevity you imagined. If there is such a long life of 6000 years, then the ancient emperor Some of the fundamental order of the mountain and the mountain and the mountain and the sages have been broken, and it is going to be completely messed up. And..."

It paused, then chuckled and said, "Oh, even at the peak of my life, I couldn't reach such a long lifespan."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked, "Then how did you survive until now?"

Gui Wenyan was silent for a moment.

In the next second, it smiled: "Is there a big difference between this seat and death?"

Zhao Rong was silent.

No more questions.

The atmosphere between the two of them froze somewhat.

Zhao Rong suddenly thought of Xia Chongzhai, the shopkeeper who was full of swearing and swearing, and who liked to listen to interesting stories and put a few sentences together...

Gui Jian Xinhu regained its silence, ready to calm down and go to sleep for a while.

However this time.

Zhao Rong nodded earnestly: "There is a difference. At least now, you can still be angry, curse and quarrel every day, right? This is to live."

Sword Spirit: "...???"

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PS: The last chapter has nearly [-] words, you can refresh it...

In addition, the "chest" in the previous chapter was changed to "left shoulder", so it shouldn't feel too green, er, brothers, go and see again. . .

　Thanks to the good brother 'Xiaojia' for the reward of 2000 coins!Thanks for the reward of 1000 coins from the good brother of 'Yunzhou crossing the sea'!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)