i have a sword fairy

Chapter 560 The city of Wangque [Thanks to "Book Friends 2017...7484" brother for joining the Silver League! 】

"Master Zhao, how did you know that!"

Outside the main hall, Xiaoyu was puzzled, and even forgot to move away the big hand on her head that was messing with her temples, "When Sister Xiuer left, I saw you were still sleeping, didn't you?"

Zhao Rong put down his hands for rubbing his face, and looked down at the little girl who was very curious about knowledge.

It wasn't the purple-clothed sword spirit in Xinhu who told him.

In fact, Zhao Rong...was already awake.

When the heroine of justice beheaded the dragons and ascended in pairs, and let him walk slowly out of the pure white cold palace.

This is also the reason why Zhao Rong opened his eyes in the main hall just now, and the sword spirit who understood the situation in the heart lake made fun of him.

then.

Under the radiance of the bright moon descending from the Nine Heavens Cold Palace, the aura filled with spiritual energy frantically stirred and surged towards him who was seriously injured in the dragon coffin.

Zhao Rong was awakened by the itching sensation of flesh and bones, and found that his whole soul seemed to be pulled out.

Looking down at the pair of 'man and woman' in the dragon coffin from a high place.

The man was the one with the broken arm and disfigurement, while the woman...

He also recognized it.

At that time, the two had become flesh and blood in the true sense.

Because Luo Xiu was lying on his chest, holding a Wenjian familiar to Zhao Rong in his hand.

Wen Jian was stained with the blood of the 'Destiny Black Bird'.

Become a blood blade.

It turned out that Luo Xiu directly cut Zhao Rong's throat with a sharp blade when the Pure White Cold Palace was opened.

The blood of his laryngeal artery gushed out like a spring.

With blurred red cheeks, she smirked and brought her lips to Zhao Rong's throat, gulping down his fresh blood, as if she wanted to get some kind of compensation from this man...

And then...he bled to the brink of death, and the medicinal power of Pure White Han Palace took effect instantly.

Life and death, human flesh and bones...the throat is healed...reborn...a new look.

Zhao Rong escaped from the overlooking soul, and his vision returned to the darkness covered by his eyelids...

And then, the dust settled.

She lay on him with red cheeks and red lips, and the hot wind from her mouth and nose hit Zhao Rong's chest.

The two just lay quietly in the dragon coffin.

It seems to be falling asleep, and it seems to be aftertaste...

"So... are you pretending to be asleep?"

At this time, seeing Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and said nothing, Xiaoyu asked suspiciously.

Zhao Rong was silent.

Xiaoyu got a little angry, and slapped his hand touching his head, "How can you do this? You are deceiving people, especially Sister Xiuer who rescued you."

Zhao Rong raised his head and glanced at the sky of the ruins, which was a closed dome.

The secret place Luo Xiu brought him to should be buried deep underground, or located in the mountains.

Zhao Rong nodded, and at the same time said softly: "She knows."

"She knows?" Xiaoyu wondered, "If Sister Xiuer knew, why did she let me stay, let me send you a message, and return the things to you? Can she just tell you that you are awake? .”

The little girl already has life experience, so she can't figure out such a complicated and twisted issue between men and women.

Zhao Rong withdrew his gaze from looking at the ruins, thought for a while, and squinted his eyes and said, "Maybe it's because Luo is a chivalrous woman with a soft heart, not an ordinary girl. She wants to travel around the world and meet more interesting people and interesting stories. Let this little Confucian scholar be confined to the small Wangque Continent..."

With that said, he also smiled lightly.

At that time in the hall, Zhao Rong chose to pretend to be asleep.

He pretended to be asleep because the woman lying on him was also pretending to be asleep.

So he had to pretend to be asleep.

Zhao Rong wanted to wake up, but she didn't want to.

Or rather, he didn't want him to wake up.

It might sound a bit convoluted.

But the meaning is all in it.

Sometimes the relationship between a man and a woman is like this. You can already know the other party's tangled and contradictory thoughts without saying something.

So the two people who were close together in the dragon coffin were clearly so close at that time, heart to heart, and could feel each other's heartbeat speeding up every time, but they didn't 'wake up together' in the end.

Instead wake up 'separately' and depart separately.

His right hand, which was gently placed on her waist and hugged gently, was gently picked up by her when she got up to leave the dragon coffin, and then gently put down...

Zhao Rong respected her choice.

Therefore, what happened today may really be a simple one... The story of the heroine defeating the evil dragon and rescuing the son to repay her kindness, if there is no possibility of meeting again later.

"Well, that seems to make sense."

Xiaoyu hugged her chest, tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded thoughtfully.

After communicating with each other, the little girl became happy and said with some pride:
"Sister Xiu'er is handsome~ She never leaves her name when she does good deeds. She is a heroine who never gives up to others. She saved Xiaoyu at the beginning, and now she has saved the young master to repay her kindness. She is a chivalrous hero! Xiaoyu is now following her!"

Looking at the very energetic little girl, Zhao Rong was startled and then smiled.

Two people, one big and one small, laughed and laughed in the empty and lonely ruins.

But in the next second, Xiaoyu suddenly had a stern face, "No, did you bully me, no... did you sneak attack my sister Xiuer!"

Zhao Rong was taken aback for a moment, he didn't quite understand the strange brain circuit of this little girl.

Frowning, "What sneaked up on her?"

Xiaoyu recalled it, and accused someone:

"Sister Xiu'er is a heroine, so powerful, but when she left, her body was very weak, her face was red and her legs were weak, and she had to be supported when she walked out of the hall. I asked her what was going on, and she didn't say that she was holding her down Is it yours, son, why does it seem to be suppressed, I wonder if I was sneak attacked by you..."

The little girl squinted and stared at Zhao Rong suspiciously: "Young Master Zhao, aren't you pretending to be asleep? Why are you so ignorant of chivalry and martial arts?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

He really wanted to explain that it wasn't him who didn't talk about martial arts, but the magic dragon who had been beheaded by your heroine.

What does the magic dragon do have anything to do with me, Zhao Ziyu?
But I don't know where to start to explain. After all, if I didn't say this, I would definitely explain to this curious little girl what the magic dragon is. In case she still has the spirit of exploration, she wants to see the magic dragon be killed. What about the 'corpse' after?
Trick other little girls into watching magic dragons?It was simply too much punishment.

Zhao Rong immediately changed the subject and said, "Hey, what is the painting on the ground?"

He pointed to the picture on the ground next to the little girl.

Xiaoyu didn't like this, and warned old-fashionedly: "Mr. Zhao, you can't bully people like this in the future, it's not good."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Do you know what you're talking about, little girl?
He had no choice but to pretend to be confused and nodded, then pointed to a series of crooked squares on the ground next to him and praised:
"The painting is not bad, it looks like candied haws, you like to eat it too..."

Xiaoyu blushed, "What candied haws? This is obviously a house, a house made of lattice... Do you understand hopscotch?"

Zhao Rong coughed and nodded, "I know, I know, I played games when I was a kid, so I know a little bit."

"Really?" Xiaoyu was dubious, but eager to try.

Zhao Rong immediately saw it.

It's easy to guess what this little girl is thinking.

He blinked, thinking that he could play with her, and set up a conversation by the way.

He just woke up, and there are still many things that are not clear, such as... where is he now.

Zhao Rong nodded and spoke.

Soon, the two hit it off.

A handsome Confucian student in white with black hair, and a young girl with two missing front teeth combing her temples, picked up stones and played a game of "hopscotch" in the ruins of the Nine Heavens Cold Palace full of flowers.

Zhao Rong bent down with a smile, and drew a neat and orderly 'house' with a paintbrush, and his movements were quite skillful.

This is a game that Zhao Rong played in the Duke's Mansion when he was young.

And soon, Xiaoyu deeply realized that the so-called "know a little bit" turned out to be a very "dangerous" modest word...

The game is score based.

When Zhao Rong stood in the last grid, he smiled and looked back at the little girl who was still in the first grid, dumbfounded.

He was just one point away from winning.

During the running and jumping just now, Zhao Rong has almost adapted to this reborn body, and has figured out some conditions.

Actually... quite a surprise.

Right now, Zhao Rong didn't continue to jump down anymore, he won a little girl and made her cry with a hammer.

No such bad taste.

However, my mood at this time is quite relaxed, and the melancholy of parting with a certain woman has dissipated...

He turned back with a smile and suggested, "Why don't you change the game."

"What... what kind of gameplay."

"I ask you to answer, if the answer satisfies me, I will let you move forward..."

"Is this a game too?"

"This is an intellectual game, we are Wendou..."

Zhao Rong talked nonsense for a while.

And Xiaoyu, who really wanted to win a game and then hurried back to practice, reluctantly agreed.

Zhao Rong smiled and restrained his expression, "Where is this place?"

His tone is serious.

"Wang Que."

"I know this is Wangque Island, and I'm also from the mountain, so I still have some common sense. I'm asking where is this ruin?"

"It's called Wangque, or Wangque City. As for where it is located, I don't know, we are teleported here."

Zhao Rong was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look at the ancient buildings and desolate scenes on the left and right.

This abandoned ancient city has the same name as this continent?
Wangque... the city of Wangque?
Xiaoyu glanced at the grid on the ground in front of him, nodded and added:

"Well, this is what Sister Xiu'er told me. She said that this is a city whose name appeared in the myth of Lidi...I don't know the rest. Usually, Sister Xiu'er does things for that noble person. I Just follow her, I will go wherever Sister Xiuer goes."

noble?

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, but seeing the little girl's expression at this time, he smiled and said: "Well, Xiaoyu gets a point."

Just chatting, Zhao Rong already knew the name of this little girl.

"Great!"

The little fish jumped forward and finally advanced one frame.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at the autumn wind blowing from the next cliff, and pointed to it, "Is there anything under this cliff? Or where does it lead to?"

Xiaoyu had a bitter face, she was not very good at this question, but she still told what she knew.

"Sister Xiu'er said, it's called Sin Yuan. I don't know what's inside the black paint, but Sister Xiu'er said, tell me not to look down, it may... be unknown. Well, I feel it when I hear the name. Not a good place."

"Sin Yuan..." Zhao Rong was thoughtful.

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