Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 119
King Jingyu's Mansion.

Ye Dingzhi, who had been lying unconscious on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. Wang Xingxing, who was sitting beside him reading a book, was startled when he saw this, and stepped forward and said, "You're awake."

Ye Dingzhi touched his head that was still in pain, frowned and said, "Where are we...?"

"That's a long story." Wang and his party smiled wryly.

Ye Dingzhi tried to think back: "I remember... we were saved by a fairy?"

"What kind of fairy." Wang Xingxing scolded with a smile, "If the girl is good-looking, you can call her a fairy. She is the princess."

"Princess?" Ye Dingzhi climbed off the bed and walked to the door with difficulty.

Outside the door, Luo Qingyang, holding a bamboo sword, looked into the distance, dazed for some reason, turning a blind eye to Ye Dingzhi who had just woken up from a long sleep.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Yixing walked over and asked curiously.

Luo Qingyang was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I feel a... very strong sword energy."

Baipin Pavilion.

Baili Dongjun and Xie Xuan, who looked confused, also jumped onto the roof. At first they thought that Mr. Li had drunk too much and started playing drunk, but when he looked into the distance, his heart turned cold.

That purple light is not easy.

The four men in purple passed over the top of Tianqi City, stepped on the high roof, and jumped towards them quickly.

Wherever he passed, pedestrians were shocked.

This is the Beili Imperial City, the most prosperous place in the world, and also the place with the strictest laws in the world. Who dares to ignore the order of the imperial city and walk recklessly in such a daytime?
Of course, Mr. Li does not count.

"Presumptuous! Who is playing wild in Tianqi City!" Captain Xunjie shouted angrily.

With a wave of his hand, a man in purple knocked down a team of school lieutenants who were chasing him to the ground.

In Dali Temple, a strong man holding a sin-cutting knife went out cursingly while biting a chicken leg, followed by a dozen elite young ministers of Dali Temple.

Inside the palace, the middle-aged man with firm skin stretched out his hand and lowered his hand, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "This Tianqi City, is it going to be lively again?"

"Boss, Your Majesty has summoned you." A young eunuch whispered beside him.

"With Mr. Li here, no one can threaten His Majesty. It's all right." The middle-aged man called the supervisor stood up and touched the agate ring in his hand.

Qin Tianjian.

The immortal national teacher shook his whisk and frowned slightly: "Why did this monster suddenly come?"

The four men in purple finally landed on the four pavilions in front of Baipin Pavilion. Among the four, one was holding a flute, one was holding a pipa, one was holding an erhu, and the other was holding a pipe of jade flute. The musical instrument played.

The music is eerie and low, and in the daytime, one can still hear the chills all over.

Mr. Li pointed at the four people helplessly and said: "Look, look. Someone even more pretentious than Xuan Liu has appeared on the stage, and four people will play music for him, for fear that others will not know who he is. of."

"But Master, who is he?" Baili Dongjun asked in confusion.

Mr. Li glanced at Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan shook his head: "The book doesn't say who this is, and I don't know."

"Sword fairy rain produces demons." Mr. Li lamented, "The number one master of Nanjue back then."

Mr. Li specially strengthened the word "back then".

The purple-clothed man holding the pipa frowned, and swung the string violently, sending a wave of true energy towards Mr. Li and the three of them.

"Don't come here to make a fool of yourself." Mr. Li sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he sent out ten times the true energy. The man in purple who was holding the pipa was blown away with his pipa. Qi resisted but was still outside the three pavilions before stopping, and the strings on the pipa were all broken.

The music is over.

One person slowly landed in front of the other three men in purple.

It wasn't raining, but the man was holding an umbrella. The umbrella was purple, embroidered with a dragon with teeth and claws. His figure was tall and he seemed to be a man, but his face was elegant, but he seemed to be a woman.

"This person is..." Baili Dongjun couldn't help asking.

"Male." Mr. Li seemed to have guessed why he wanted to ask, and replied bluntly.

"Then why..." Baili Dongjun wanted to ask a lot of questions, but he didn't know where to ask them.

"The martial art he practices is the magic fairy sword. This is a sword that only women can practice, but in order to win me, he learned it forcibly, so that although his body is still male, his face is more and more like a woman. The umbrella It's not the umbrella, it's his weapon, the handle of the umbrella is the Xuanfeng Sword, and the surface of the umbrella is the dragon cover, they are all powerful things." Mr. Li explained.

"Oh." Baili Dongjun nodded with a half understanding.

Yu Shengmo withdrew his umbrella slightly, and said expressionlessly, "Mr. Li from Xuetang." His voice was indistinguishable from male to female.

"Sword Fairy rains demons." Mr. Li also greeted with a smile, "Come all the way from Nanjue, what's the matter?"

Yu Shengmo said succinctly: "Look for someone."

Mr. Li also replied briefly: "Not here."

Yu Shengmo shook his head: "I don't believe it."

"Looking for someone..." Baili Dongjun frowned slightly, "Could it be Ye Dingzhi?"

His voice was very soft, but Yu Shengmo heard it, and he looked at Baili Dongjun: "You know?"

"I'm also looking for him, we were together that day..." Before Baili Dongjun could finish his sentence, he felt a gloomy chill blowing towards his face.

"Get out of the way!" Mr. Li pushed Baili Dongjun back violently, and then cut off the cold air with his palm.

"Where is he?" Yu Shengmo looked at Mr. Li. He seemed to dislike talking very much, and he only used a few words at most in each sentence.

Mr. Li sighed: "I really don't know."

Yu Shengmo's face was getting colder and colder, and the hand holding the umbrella handle was glowing purple.

"Come on, come on, let's talk about it after a fight. You are a master of Nanjue who broke into Tianqi City. If I don't do my best to beat you up, I can't hold the face of my school on the emperor's side. Offended." Mr. Li long sleeves With a wave, he touched the space in his waist, and he was stunned, "I didn't bring a sword when I went out today."

"Li Changsheng." Yu Shengmo jumped, and the umbrella was put away in an instant, and the umbrella embroidered with evil dragons completely covered Mr. Li.

"Borrow the sword." Mr. Li yelled angrily, and saw Baili Dongjun's Buranchen unsheathed in an instant and flew into his hand. The dragon mask was sent flying violently.

Yu Shengmo took the evil dragon mask with his left hand, and with a wave of his hand, put it into his sleeve, and also waved the Xuanfeng sword in his right hand.

There was a whistling sound in the wind.

Like ten thousand ghosts singing together.

Baili Dongjun couldn't help covering his ears: "What's going on!"

"Hahahahaha." Mr. Li laughed loudly, "This is the duel of sword immortals. It's not about one move or one sword, but about the splendor of the world, which resonates with the heavens and the earth!"

(End of this chapter)