i have a sword fairy

Chapter 551 Zhao Lingfei: He doesn't want to leave us!
Inside the purple mist.

Under Concubine Zhao Ling's thoughts, 'Qingjing' blocked all the voices in Ziqi Xiaotiandi from leaking out.

Zhao Lingfei and Zhu Yourong who tore off Zhang Huizhi's arms first stopped the bleeding.

Let his Lingtai be clear, painful, and not dead.

Afterwards, the three women interrogated immediately, and interrogated them for the information they most wanted to know—what happened in the small courtyard in the bamboo forest after Zhu Yourong's avatar took Zhao Qian'er away for a thousand miles.

And the one that Qian'er is holding now... The reason why Zhao Rong broke his arm...

Right now, Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong each entrusted the 'teacher' to search for Zhao Rong.

The teacher of the former is Mr. Bai who stopped Concubine Zhao Ling's magical powers from going out of control in time in Taiqing Mansion before and brought her along, and is also Mr. Mo Xue from the Fourth Mansion of Taiqing.

The teacher of the latter is the tall and thin old Confucian scholar who was forced to beg by Zhu Yourong's real body left in Linlu Academy.

At present, the two 'teachers' have not received any news yet, Zhao Lingfei and Zhu Yourong, who are calm on the surface but extremely anxious in their hearts, of course would not place all their hopes on others, so while waiting for the news from the 'teachers', they acted in two...

This is also the reason why the two daughters rushed to Jiyue Mountain not long ago to help Zhao Qian'er find Zhang Huizhi together.

The people in Zhulin Xiaoyuan went to the empty building, and the only enemy and clue they could find was Zhang Huizhi.

It is estimated that the latter never imagined that after Zhao Rong's death, the rescue team of Duyou City involved would be so huge.

Not to mention Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong, the two "teachers" who may have a close relationship with the seventh realm, just Zhu Yourong and that unremarkable man holding a sword, all displayed the combat power of the Nascent Soul level, and any one person can suppress Live in the entire Dali Dynasty with all the obvious forces.

And even if it is placed on the mountains of Quanzhou, how many immortal sects dare to provoke Zhao Rong at will after knowing this background?

If Zhang Huizhi, who had abandoned the small bamboo forest courtyard in time not long ago and ordered his wife, children, and old servants to evacuate quickly, could have predicted this in advance, he would probably have felt completely ridiculous at his self-important reaction and cautiousness at that time.

However, Zhang Huizhi, who was lying on the ground at this moment, had no chance to come back again.

Formal interrogation, even if it is torture to extract a confession, in order to restore the whole picture of the incident, there are specific procedures and questions and answers, such as first finding out the motive of the prisoner and so on.

But Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er are not interested in Zhang Huizhi's motives and psychology at this time. They just want to find her husband quickly, and ask about the details of his accomplices later.

Zhu Yourong, who was calmer and more organized, looked at the eager concubine Zhao Ling's two daughters, understood very well, and let them interrogate her.

After Zhang Huizhi, who was weak and struggling to breathe, revealed the follow-up situation in the small courtyard in Zhulin not long ago and the general background of the disfigured old Confucian scholar who chased and killed Zhao Rong.

Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhu Yourong and Zhao Qian'er fell silent.

Things are more tortuous than they imagined.

Xiao Qian'er lowered her head, silently looking at the five shattered fingers on his severed arm.

Before going to this 'Hongmen Banquet' in the afternoon, this hand was still holding her little hand, tickling her palm, and hooking her little finger because of her jealousy...

Xiao Qian'er took a sore nose.

At this time, Zhu Yourong suddenly said: "Let me ask you, after Ziyu was teleported away by the 'Mo Guang' in the scabbard, and after that Qin Jianfu went to look for him, did he return to the yard?"

Zhang Huizhi shook his head.

"Before we evacuated the yard...we didn't see him return, after that...we don't know."

Without stopping, Zhu Yourong asked, "From when he left to when you evacuated the yard, how long was it?"

Zhang Huizhi was quiet for a while, and reported a long time with a hoarse voice.

Zhu Yourong and the nervous Concubine Zhao Ling looked at each other, and they both breathed a little.

Although the life and death of Zhao Rong who was teleported away by "accident" is still uncertain, but at least it is "uncertainty" rather than unambiguous "dead".

At least... there is still a glimmer of hope, and they still have a glimmer of association.

Concubine Zhao Ling glanced indifferently at the miserable man who was dying on the ground, and with a wave of her hand, rolled him aside, away from them.

At the same time, Zhang Huizhi's five senses were blocked, so he couldn't hear their next conversation.

Concubine Zhao Ling directly said to the pensive Zhu Yourong: "Mr. Zhu, the 'ink stroke' in the scabbard was left behind by you?"

Zhu Yourong nodded, then turned to look at the 'broken arm' in Zhao Qian'er's arms:
"This was my worst prediction at the time. I was afraid that he...'begged to die'. I was afraid that this extra 'stroke' would be given to someone else..."

She glanced at Zhao Qian'er who was bowing her head, but Concubine Zhao Ling didn't look at Qian'er, Zhu Yourong continued:

"At the same time, I was also worried that the guarded enemy would be easily detected, so when I first appeared in the small courtyard in the bamboo forest to help him put the Wenjian back into its sheath, I hid the last 'stroke' in it. Once he draws out the sword again, he can Immediately activated, the direction of transmission is random..."

"only."

Zhu Yourong whispered: "Although I set up this last resort, when the situation is so severe that it is really going to be used, I don't place too much hope on saving this idiot..."

The woman still remembers the pain when she was walking on the corridor of the Mochi Academy, and these "information" came from her heart, and instantly crushed her defenses.

"But the reality is that my husband used your last backhand and escaped for a hundred miles...Although I don't know why the thief didn't return after Zhang Huizhi's family evacuated...But."

Concubine Zhao Ling bowed solemnly to Zhu Yourong: "But thank you, Mr. Zhu."

Zhu Yourong Yuanying's face was a little haggard at this moment, she reached out her hand to support Concubine Zhao Ling, but withdrew her hand halfway.

"You don't need to be too polite, it's all...you care about Tzuyu, everyone does."

Zhu Yourong subconsciously wanted to say "one of my own people", which is a normal meaning.

But for some reason, she is intelligent and sensitive, and she is afraid that this sentence will be equated with "my family" if it reaches the ears of Ziyu's family, and it will become a completely different meaning...

Zhu Yourong looked at Concubine Zhao Ling who was watching her calmly, and Xiao Qian'er, who was holding a broken arm and bowed her head beside her, also looked sideways at this time...

"I am the teacher of the academy. I discovered Tzuyu's talent very early on. I can't help but love talent. I am the same as Mr. Yan. Well, Mr. Yan and I have always had a consensus about Tzuyu. In fact, we have a private discussion Tea plans for Tzuyu's future Confucianism and Taoism..."

She paused for a while in the middle of her talk, and then she seemed to have found a shield, and the words became more and more smooth, "Mr. Yan left a maple leaf for Ziyu, and I will naturally leave a defense for him. "

Zhu Yourong looked at the ground aside, nodded, and sighed softly under the gaze of Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er.

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded, and didn't ask why, Mr. Rong'er, you wrote the hidden hand on his palm...

She changed the subject, and Zhu Yourong's hand that was tightly clenched under the sleeve quietly loosened at some point.

Afterwards, the three women did not dare to waste time, discussed briefly, and decided to put aside the interrogation of Zhang Huizhi for the time being.

This place will be handed over to the little Qian'er who stayed behind, while Concubine Zhao Ling and the second daughter Zhu Yourong will go to the Zhulin courtyard again immediately.

Search around carefully.

The women believed that since Zhao Rong was randomly teleported for a hundred miles, there must be traces and clues within a radius of about one hundred miles in the bamboo forest courtyard.

Moreover, according to Zhang Huizhi, Zhao Rong left with a serious injury and a broken arm, so there must be a lot of traces such as blood and footprints everywhere.

Right now there is no news from the 'teacher', Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong are unwilling to stay idle for a moment.

Then the three women each held an arm, left the 'remaining Zhang Huizhi', and walked out of Ziwu.

……

on the high platform.

Three women came out of the purple mist.

It was still extremely quiet on and off the stage.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong didn't care, after throwing down the severed arm, the former and Li Bai ordered a few words, and then the two daughters were ready to leave.

"Miss."

Xiao Qian'er, who had been following behind, suddenly raised her head and called out.

Concubine Zhao Ling stopped controlling her sword and turned to her sideways, "What's the matter."

Qian'er tightened her broken arm in her arms, the girl's clean dress was wet with blood, she said seriously: "Brother Rong'er will not die."

He is not dead, he will always be by her and miss's side.

Even when the body dies.

The girl who hugged her broken arm was still so stubborn.

Concubine Zhao Ling saw her serious and focused pale face, pursed her lips, and nodded, "Yeah."

A pair of autumn eyes narrowed, "We... go and bring him back, he... don't want to leave us."

After saying that, Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong left Yufeng and rushed to the small courtyard in the bamboo forest.

Zhao Qian'er, Li Bai, and Dali from the audience looked away from the two of them.

There was a moment of silence on the high platform.

then,

A certain peach-eyed girl with the same face as when she was a baby.

Moved.

"Uncle Bai."

"Yes." The man holding the sword responded softly.

"My destiny is the mysterious bird Zhao, how to deal with the shameful betrayer." The girl tilted her head slightly.

Li Bai narrowed his eyes, familiar with the ancient customs of a certain continent in the north named with the word "West":
"The body was hung upside down on the cliff of thought and exposed to the sun, pecked back and forth by the sharp-billed magic eagle, and hanged with the elixir of white bones and muscles... until ninety-nine and eighty-one days after eating all the flesh and blood, I got a clean white bone skeleton."

The man groaned softly, "In this way, half of the punishment will be done, and then the soul will be captured, and the seven souls and three souls will be obtained, and they will be thrown into the thunder pond on the top of the mountain to be refined..."

"White bones and skeletons, thunder refines the soul."

The girl nodded.

There is no Cliff of Sin on this continent, nor is there a magic eagle that swoops down from the sky to grab human flesh.

but.

She has thunder and sword skills.

Holding the severed arm in one hand and Zhe Lei in the other, Zhao Qian'er quietly stepped into the purple mist left by Concubine Zhao Ling.

She was going to complete the final physical death of that traitor.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, the figure of the girl disappeared into the purple mist, and Li Bai held his sword and waited outside the mist.

Soon.

In the continuous stream of terrifying wailing sounds and solemn thunderclaps that came out of the purple mist on the stage.

Everyone... fell silent.

Including the old Cheng Yushi from before, his breathing was a little rough and he couldn't breathe.

Because they knew what was happening in Ziwu.

The girl is Ling Chi... and soul training.

The air grew dead still.

……

A hundred miles away from the bamboo forest courtyard, beside a turbulent river.

There are two women standing and squatting.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong both looked serious at the moment.

They carefully looked at the bloodstains left by Zhao Rong on the ground...

After a while, Concubine Zhao Ling took a deep breath, and then slowly turned her gaze to the river next to her...

Zhu Yourong with a pair of snow-white eyes suddenly lifted into the air, and looked towards a certain waterfall downstream of the river.

"Ziyu and that Qin Jianfu have both been here, but... there is no trace of fighting."

"There are two possibilities. One is that they did not meet, and Ziyu jumped into the river and went downstream."

"One... is that Qin Jianfu directly took the seriously injured Ziyu away, and his whereabouts are unknown."

Concubine Zhao Ling did not speak.

They temporarily lost their clues, and then they could only search downstream bit by bit, not letting go of a single trace.

We can only hope that there will be traces of him somewhere downstream, otherwise...

That is the worst possible first possibility.

Concubine Zhao Ling knelt on the spot where the man had been lying down.

Bend over.

Frost-white slender fingers deeply inserted into the purple-black soil after the blood dried, and he clenched his fist.

There was a moment of silence between the two girls.

Concubine Zhao Ling got up suddenly, lowered her head, squeezed the bloody mud, and walked quickly downstream regardless.

She was extremely fast, and faster than Zhao Lingfei was the bamboo horse floating on her shoulders.

Cut off with a sword.

Along the turbulent Baili River, every red leaf is broken into fly ash.

As a result, the forest along the lower reaches of the river turned into a long row of dead wood, without a single red leaf left.

It was no longer possible to cover Concubine Zhao Ling's vision.

Seeing this, Zhu Yourong sighed, moved, and immediately followed Concubine Zhao Ling.

The second daughter is going to search the rapids downstream inch by inch until...the end of the rapids is reached.

Leave.

However, just before they advanced less than 100 meters, the footsteps of the two women stopped one after another.

The first one to stop was Zhu Yourong.

When she was frowning, she opened her eyes to see what the real body left in the academy was going through...

Secondly, it was Concubine Zhao Ling who walked in front of her indifferently. She was only two beats behind, and suddenly took out a small crystal-clear jade gourd from her bosom.

A message flowed from the jade gourd into the lake of the woman's heart.

She immediately froze in place, her face suddenly full of surprise.

It's like a traveler who is about to die of thirst in the lost desert suddenly sees the oasis ahead.

The two girls quickly turned their heads and looked at each other, but after seeing the similar expression on the other side, they were stunned again.

Immediately, both Zhu Yourong and Zhao Lingfei understood.

They nodded with a smile, without saying any more, and lifted off in a tacit understanding.

Then according to the same direction information sent by their respective division commanders, they flew directly to somewhere downstream.

.........

Jiyue Mountain, on a high platform on the mountainside.

A young girl walked out of the purple mist again.

Still hugging a severed arm and holding an ancient sword in his hand.

It's just that in the purple mist behind her, there is no sound anymore.

Zhao Qian'er didn't pay attention to the people in the audience, she tilted her head, and at the same time raised her hand, bringing the sword in her hand that perfectly matched her "swing" natal power to her ear.

"Oh."

The girl seemed to be listening to something, and then nodded slightly, "You said, want to die?"

It seems to be talking to himself.

"No." She pursed her lips.

"What? Beg me to let them go?"

Zhao Qian'er, who seemed to be listening to the "sword", glanced at Zhang Huizhi's wife and children who had passed out, and said in a slightly cold voice, "Whether they can live or not depends on...Brother Rong'er."

She lowered her eyes, "I listened to him, but he... If he can't talk to me anymore, then... I'll make the decision and kill him."

Zhao Qian'er looked straight ahead, hugging the broken arm tightly in her arms, her tone was understated.

"Oh, you said... you want to die, you don't want to live in this state."

Zhao Qian'er was quiet for a moment, a little brilliance suddenly lit up in the depths of her plain gray eyes.

It was her only hope of survival.

"No, I want Brother Ronger to deal with you. Brother Ronger will be brought back by Miss and Mr. Zhu in a while. Don't worry..."

Not far away, Li Bai frowned slightly, looking at Xiao Qian'er who was so sad that he seemed to have fallen into a peaceful fantasy and hallucination, a little worried.

No matter how restrained she was before, no matter how cold-blooded her performance was, she was still a 17-year-old girl after all. Just now, another person was in a confined space and cut Ling Chi into more than 3000 'slices'. It is inevitable that her mental state is somewhat extreme. There are signs of something amiss...

But he didn't dare to interrupt at this time.

The girl tilted her head and stared straight ahead.

It seems to be looking at someone.

With a chuckle on her pale face, she said to herself, "Let him interrogate you. I am stupid and not very good at interrogating you, but Qianer is still useful. I will do the dirty work for Brother Ronger." Finish...my brother Rong'er is a scholar, he can't deal with a lowly person like you with his own hands, he can't do this kind of dirty work, the concubine is here, the husband must study hard..."

The whole audience was silent, and everyone panicked when they saw this weird scene.

Zhao Qian'er, who had accurately cut [-] knives in the purple mist just now, did not have a drop of dirty blood on her body except the blood of Zhao Rong's severed arm.

She was still chattering with her head tilted, as if chatting about family affairs, "My swordsmanship should be pretty good, I didn't waste a single blow just now, and this thunder pond is also well built, it won't train you to death, but it seems to be a little painful, Well, I'm making you beg for death... In this way, you bear with it and wait for Brother Rong'er to come."

"What?" Xiao Qian'er laughed, "You said what if he can't come, hehe..."

"Then..." she nodded, "I'll take you down together, and that old bastard, I'll take you down together, and hand it over to Brother Ronger..."

As Zhao Qian'er said, she lowered her head and said softly to Broken Arm: "Brother Rong'er, don't even think about leaving me."

Li Bai: "..."

The man was about to speak, when something shook him and Xiao Qian'er's arms.

Zhao Qian'er restrained her silly smile.

The two freed their hands and immediately took out the small jade gourd for communication.

"Miss has been found! Miss said that she is alive and well!" Li Bai breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly turned his head away, "Qian'er, Miss told us to go to remit quickly..."

He paused, because the little Qian'er next to him had already jumped on the spot and flew out, leaving no one behind.

The corner of Li Bai's mouth twitched, and then he spit out slowly: "Uh... confluence."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo brother!!!"

In the distance, the loud laughter of the crying and laughing girl Yujian came faintly.

Li Bai's expression couldn't hold back any longer, and he cursed with a smile.

"This girl."

Afterwards, he left the white skeletons on the stage after the purple mist cleared, and chased after Zhao Qian'er with the crowd who were making a fuss in the audience.

……

　Suddenly, I feel that the brothers are doing well!With you here... Hey, I'm so happy!
　　(Ahem, this chapter is still [-] words!)
　　
　
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