i have a sword fairy

Chapter 454 White is very rare... Take her as a slave
A huge cliff-like monument stands in front of the north gate of Taiqing Mansion.

Under the starlight and moonlight, the inscriptions on the stele shine brightly.

Under the monument.

"Master Zhao? Are you listening?"

"Ah, yes, yes! Where are you talking...By the way, Senior Sister Ning, what happened to the 6000-year-old senior you mentioned?"

Looking down, Zhao Rong heard the soft call, and suddenly woke up. He raised his eyes and knocked on the woman in front of him.

This good-natured Senior Sister Ning was clasping her hands in front of her, staring at Zhao Rong unblinkingly with her crystal clear lacquer eyes, which seemed to have some caring look in her eyes.

At this time, she shook her head after hearing the words, "I don't know, there are not many records about this senior brother Zhao, maybe there are some places, but it is difficult to find the channel..."

"Then... what level of cultivation has this senior Zhao reached?"

"I don't know, but... it should be very high." Ning Ying nodded firmly.

"Oh?" Zhao Rong looked curious.

Ning Ying said softly: "He is... the Zijin Tianjiao of our Xuanhuang race."

"Zijin... Tianjiao?"

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, thinking lightly in his heart.

He wanted to ask the "a certain living dictionary" in Xinhu, but the latter was already angry like a woman, and ignored him in a cold war way.

Although what Zhao Rong just said to it was actually true.

At this time, Ning Ying shook her head, as if she didn't want to talk about the topic just now.

She glanced at Zhao Rong, wondering:
"Why? Mr. Zhao is very interested in him?"

Zhao Rong looked at Ning Ying, and nodded calmly, "It sounds very powerful. I have entered the Golden Core at nineteen, and I don't know if my family's Qingjun can surpass this 'family' Senior Brother Zhao."

He smiled and explained, "Well, Qingjun is Lingfei, so I'm used to it."

Ning Ying smiled softly.

When she smiled, those beautiful apricot eyes would be narrowed, soft and delicate, making people feel close, and her mood could not help but brighten.

Zhao Rong subconsciously took another look... Senior Sister Ning of Qingjun should be pursued by many men, but her origin of the demon clan...

At this time, Ning Ying nodded lightly:
"I know, I heard you shouting at the foot of Youshan that day, and later in private, my sisters and I deliberately imitated you and called her 'Little Qingjun', but the concubine Ling turned red and annoyed us, and told me not to mess around with her face." Shout, giggling turns out to be a pet name exclusively for a husband."

The red-clothed woman smiled, raised her index finger, and nodded forward, "This is really enviable love from the beginning to the end of the bamboo horse Qingmei."

For beauties, men, regardless of age group, everyone loves to watch them, at least it is pleasing to the eye, and being complimented by beauties is even more beneficial to men.

Zhao Rong at this time is hardly an exception.

With a smile on his face, he shook his head and didn't answer.

"Who is Mr. Zhao waiting for here?"

"Qian'er, she'll be here later."

"Oh, so it's Junior Sister Qian'er."

Ning Ying nodded and moved slightly, as if preparing to say goodbye.

However, at this moment, she turned pale, stopped and turned her head, and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao, can you do me a little favor?"

Zhao Rong looked around at the empty and deserted surroundings, and wanted to decline politely, after all, he was a lonely man and a widow, so if this Senior Sister Ning made some kind of 'unfeeling favor', it would be troublesome.

However, after the conversation just now, he felt a little fond of Qingjun's senior sister at this moment, and heard her say 'little busy'...

Zhao Rong glanced at the woman in red with a look of anticipation on her face.

"Senior Sister Ning, what a small favor, you go first."

"Wait~" Ning Ying said in a crisp voice, while lowering her head and taking out a booklet from her sleeve.

The woman bit her lip, opened her almond eyes, and turned the booklet up, her hands moving a little hastily.

It looks a little cute.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the cover of the book in her hand, and found that it was a relatively popular collection of poetry in the market. Generally, you can often see this familiar cover in the collections of literary gatherings organized by women on the mountain.

He used to read it when he was bored, and the writing was okay, so...

This senior sister Ning, who is well-cultivated, still has this hobby of poetry?Uh, yes, some monster races seem to admire the human race's essays.

Well, for example, a little fox demon who likes to read books about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies...

Zhao Rong thought of Xiao Xiao and smiled in his heart.

At this time, he didn't make a sound, just stood by and watched.

Afterwards, Ning Ying turned to a certain page in the collection of poems, and asked Zhao Rong earnestly and curiously about the meaning and function of a certain obscure image in one of the poems.

Seeing that this was indeed a small favor, Zhao Rong nodded and explained to her.

During the period, the two kept a polite distance under the huge monument where no one was there, and taught the 'posture' that there was nothing wrong with it.

Zhao Rong spoke seriously, occasionally raised his eyes, and found that Senior Sister Ning was listening attentively.

He nodded slightly in his heart.

Not long after, Zhao Rong finished explaining, Ning Ying showed her face, and she had a look of sudden comprehension:
"...Joy and silent, secretly moving the plum shadow across the red bridge, the skirt is blowing in the north wind...So that's it...There is also this twists and turns and resentment...Zhao Gongzi, you, you are so amazing! I haven't asked before. Others, there are also fellow students of your academy, at least not as good as you, and they are so simple."

She put her bare hands together, closed the poetry collection, and stared at Zhao Rong with her almond eyes wide open.

There was a little joy in Xiumei's eyebrows, "Besides, many of your explanations that I think make sense have never been mentioned by those people. Mr. Zhao, did you just think of these after reading it?"

Zhao Rong felt that Ning Ying, who had given him the impression of a soft and beautiful Yujie before, was a bit like a young girl who was fond of a scholar with a book and staring eyes.

Zhao Rong couldn't help muttering at this sudden appearance... Is this young master accidentally unlocking the strange attribute of the lady senior sister?How do you feel that the next script will be a little bit wrong.

The young scholar frowned imperceptibly.

Zhao Rong showed modesty and waved his hand.

"Senior Sister Ning is overrated. It's just some misconceptions. How can other senior brothers in the academy say it better?"

His tone was serious, but Senior Sister Ning in front of him didn't continue to praise him as silly as he had guessed.

"Oh, really."

Ning Ying nodded in a reasonable manner.

Then he narrowed his almond eyes and glanced at the cautious and modest Zhao Rong.

She opened her lips, her teeth were like teeth, and her voice was crisp and clear: "Then Mr. Zhao is also very good, not much worse than those few students in the academy. The eyes of Lingfei and junior sister are really good."

Ok?Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, if you praise Qing Jun, then I will not be polite.

"Indeed." He nodded.

"Uh..." Ning Ying choked up, glanced at Zhao Rong, she immediately changed the topic, and said sincerely: "Junior brother, actually there are still a few small questions about poetry that have been accumulated, which have been baffled me before... ...However, it's too late now for inconvenience, so I can't bother you anymore."

Zhao Rong nodded, not going to reply politely, because he was afraid that Senior Sister Ning would really take it seriously and would continue to stay and ask questions.

But the next second.

"But..." Ning Ying said suddenly.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched, and he guessed that there might be a turning point, but he didn't expect it to come.

Okay, I can't hide.

"But what?" He said helplessly, glancing at her.

Holding the book in her arms, Ning Ying looked at Zhao Rong with bright eyes:

"It all means that it's rare to meet a teacher, and it smells bad. How about this, Junior Brother Zhao, do you mind telling me where you live in the academy? Well, I'm a little girl, so of course I'm not suitable to go in, but let's make an appointment. I can go there to find you in a few days, and then come out to find a suitable place..."

She paused for a moment, and then said with searching eyes: "I will ask Mr. Zhao these few questions that have troubled me for a long time, what do Mr. Zhao think?"

Zhao Rong calmed down and glanced at Senior Sister Ning.

Her words are orderly, and her expression and attitude are not aggressive, making people quite comfortable to get along with.

Zhao Rong nodded inwardly, and then...

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Ning, I'm going to catch the Yunhai Ferry down the mountain tonight, and I won't be in the academy for a while, why don't you ask others for advice, and I can introduce some academy brothers." He chuckled and politely refused.

Ning Ying frowned slightly, "How long will Junior Brother go down the mountain?"

Zhao Rong shook his head, "I'm not sure, Senior Sister really don't wait for me."

"Okay then." Ning Ying nodded upon hearing this, and didn't make any trouble.

She smiled softly at Zhao Rong, "Then junior, be careful when you go down the mountain."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Rong was quite surprised to be able to refuse the "beautiful woman's invitation" without much trouble.

It seems that this Senior Sister Ning is not the kind of young girl in the story book who pesters the protagonist for nothing and ends up giving it for nothing. Also, she is a sword cultivator of the Yaozu Star Picking Realm, with a strong cultivation base, how can it be so simple.

He complained out of boredom.

In fact, after Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu took turns "putting themselves into their arms" in Xingzi Town, Dali not long ago, Zhao Rong became overly wary of the sudden approach of a beautiful woman.

How can there be pies in the sky, let alone sister Lin.

Well, it's possible to lose Su Xiaoxiao, she would really give it away for nothing...

At this time Ning Ying nodded, carefully inserted a bookmark into one of the pages of the poetry collection, and then carefully put it away.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong lost his vigilance.

"Mr. Zhao, you said you were going down the mountain later, where are you going?" Ning Ying said casually.

Zhao Rong looked at her, and felt that there was nothing to hide about this matter, besides, she rejected her a little bit ruthlessly just now.

Therefore, he briefly talked about the matter of the great departure, of course it will not involve important matters.

The woman in red clothes listened for a while, her face was normal, and she occasionally gave a small suggestion.

Afterwards, the two people under the monument had a polite conversation.

At this moment, Ning Ying looked up at the sky, said her goodbyes with a smile, and then left without delay.

In the same place, Zhao Rong copied his sleeves and watched Senior Sister Ning leave.

After a while, he wanted to turn around, but suddenly he couldn't help turning his head back, staring at Ning Ying's back.

For some reason, Zhao Rong always felt... something was wrong.

Illusion, or... is there something wrong?

Wait, did she use some words to bring the relationship closer?

For example, ask him to do her a small favor first, to accumulate some "sunk costs", and then ask him for more troublesome things, ask for help, and make him embarrassed to refuse?
This seems to be a routine, a coincidence, or this senior sister Ning has a high emotional intelligence.

Is there a purpose behind it, or is it just asking for help with poetry?
Zhao Rong stood still and was quiet for a while, then shook his head slightly at a certain moment.

He still feels that there is nothing he can miss here, um, could it be that Senior Sister Ning is coveting... masculinity?
It's really hard for him to hide...

In fact, Zhao Rong had heard Qingjun mention this Senior Sister Ning.

She walks the sword cultivating avenue with the demon body of a white dragon, and is one of the most outstanding and outstanding students in the four mansions of Wangque Taiqing for thousands of years.

Now, this Senior Sister Ning has successfully walked the river, cast a demon pill of extremely high quality, and successfully 'struck the stars'.

The star-picking monster clan, placed on Wangquezhou Mountain where the monster clan has declined, is the existence of Fengmao Lingjiao, let alone a different kind of sword cultivator.

And she has a body of a different kind of flood dragon that is naturally comparable to a martial artist, and she also has a powerful flying sword that can quench the body with sword energy. Such a different kind of female sword repairer has such a strong killing power that it can almost crush ordinary Jindan realms of the same level.

Therefore, this senior sister Ning can be regarded as the top Tianjiao fairy in Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion before Qingjun...

When Zhao Rong looked at Senior Sister Ning's back and recalled it carefully.

Gui Hu said: "She is really a white chi... white ones are very rare."

I don't know what it was thinking of, but its tone was filled with interest: "Hey, Zhao Rong, please work harder for me, and strive to... take her as a slave in the future."

"!!!" Zhao Rong.

Is this something that a normal sword spirit who doesn't like women can figure out?

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PS: A bit short...good night.

(End of this chapter)