The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 427 There will be times when the wind and the waves cleave, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea!
Facing the five-color celestial light that seemed to come out of the prehistoric universe, Song Lanyi's body in mid-air stretched out with all his strength, and the black robe fluttered around, showing a kind of leisure and freedom that no one else could replicate.

The goatee old man's eyes were uncertain, as if he was measuring Song Lanyi's bottom line.

In the end, he snorted coldly, "Pretentious! I admit that it is indeed rare to be able to possess the ability of the fourth-grade realm at this age. But...the gap between realms cannot be bridged by talent alone. So..."

At the end, his eyes sharpened, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the inverted triangle eyes:
"Give me—die!"

In an instant, the five-colored fairy light exploded to the extreme, and there seemed to be a green luan swaying gracefully in the fairy light like a bean lamp.

Under the pressure of the ancient and vicissitudes, those below the fifth rank even found it difficult to breathe.

The celestial light was like rain, turning into torrential rivers, sweeping across Song Lanyi's body.

She was ups and downs in the fairy light, and the black robe on her body was pierced and corroded.

However, even so, Song Lanyi's expression remained calm, as if he was trying his best to brew something.

All of a sudden, a radiant brilliance burst out from her pitch-black eyes, and there was a breathtaking charm.

Gong Yangsun's eyes widened, watching Song Lanyi forcefully drag out a large book from between her eyebrows.

In the five-color fairy light, the surface of the big book exudes a luminous brilliance. Although it does not have a huge momentum, it is peaceful and unmoving in the fairy light.

Seeing this scene, Huben and the soldiers were even more excited than Song Lanyi himself.

Especially Huben, his surname is Hu, and he happened to be born with a pair of tiger eyes.

The tiger's eyes were wide open, his hands were clenched into fists, and he looked at the battle situation in the sky without blinking.

When the wind rises, the clouds stop.

A wave passed by.

The Tianhe water is making noise for this.

I could only hear Song Lanyi reciting slowly:
"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars."

"You can't eat when you stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, draw your sword and look around in a daze."

"If you want to cross the Yellow River Bingsaichuan, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang."

"I came to fish on Bixi in my spare time, and suddenly I dreamed of riding a boat to the horizon."

"The road is difficult, the road is difficult, there are many divergent roads, and now is safe."

"There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea!"

An awe-inspiring poem was recited, and the vision of suppressing the country immediately lingered on Song Lanyi.

Maybe it's because of the troubled times and the decline of national power, or maybe it's because of the national character, and the blood of Taizu is flowing in his body.

When the vision of the country appeared, Song Lanyi only felt that he was endowed with something mysterious and mysterious.

This change comes from the soul.

It seems that the perception that was not very clear at first became clear all of a sudden.

This brought an idea to Song Lanyi's mind.

Is everything she experienced true... or false?
The fighter planes changed in an instant, and this thought flashed through Song Lanyi's mind, and was deeply pressed in Song Lanyi's heart.

Afterwards, a sword fairy in white robes and green lotuses, who is romantic in poetry and wine, appeared behind Song Lanyi.

In the long river of five-color fairy light in Haohaotangtang, Song Lanyi and Li Bai, hand in hand, stepped on the long sword and went upstream all the way.

The blade is thin, but it has an indestructible momentum.

Li Bai's wrist was slightly slanted, the sword light was bright, and the silver light flickered several times, the sword opened a hundred screens, and the cold light shot out, and then the sword shadow flashed, and in an instant, it fell into Qingluan's body in the long river of fairy light.

The moment Qingluan wailed, Gong Yangsun's face turned pale, and wow, he spat out blood all over the ground, even the front of his clothes were soaked in blood.

He stared wide-eyed, looking at Song Lanyi, who was moving back and forth freely in the fairy light, his expression was full of bewilderment.

Holding his last breath, he was still a little puzzled, and said unwillingly, "You... just how did you do it?"

Song Lanyi broke the fairy light, played with the slightly dim feather fan in his hand, and said with a smile, "You want to know?"

This is no nonsense!

Seemingly seeing what Gongyangsun was thinking, Song Lanyi said with a half-smile, "Unfortunately... I've never had the habit of talking nonsense to dead people."

As soon as the words fell, a Qinghong sword directly cut off the neck of the goatee old man.

Before he died, there was still a trace of doubt and puzzlement on his expression.

The fairy light gradually dissipated, and black clouds gathered above the two armies. The corners of Song Lanyi's eyes elongated slightly, and the crow-green eyelashes left a shadow when they looked down.

Standing on the tip of the sword, Li Bai stretched leisurely.

He looked around, and looked at Song Lanyi with some resentment, "You have to call me out at this time, right?"

Song Lanyi's forehead twitched slightly.

How did this strong feeling of boudoir resentment come from?

the other side.

The defeat of the chief general and the lack of military system under the King of Hanyang showed it completely.

A group of dragons without a leader is like a mess of loose sand.

Several major lieutenants in the army defeated the [-] soldiers of King Hanyang with just a few charges and boarding battles.

Li Bai stood aside, watching the battle come to an end, the prisoners who should be captured, the ones who should be reorganized.

He patted Song Lanyi's shoulder and said comfortingly, "You did a good job."

Song Lanyi raised his chin and squinted, "Then don't you look at who I am?"

Seeing her like this, Li Bai couldn't help thinking of a kind of arrogant and fierce animal...

Tabby cat.

Especially those pair of pitch black round pupils, they are absolutely similar.

But this girl can't get used to it.

He slapped Song Lanyi on the shoulder, and said flatly, "A mere fourth grade, you dare to make such wild words."

Song Lanyi's eyes widened, "Then what level are you?"

With his hands behind his back, Li Bai stared forward, with a blunt and fairy-like air, like clear and graceful green bamboos.

He said lightly, "From a saint to a third-rank, I can split [-]-[-]. Win or lose, it's all up to you."

"Oh."

Co-authoring she is the one holding back.

the other side.

There is a treasure ship sinking and sinking in the sea.

King Hanyang looked at the scene of the rout of soldiers in the water mirror, his face was blushing continuously, and suddenly, he picked up a cup, slammed it on the ground with a bang.

A thick tiger-skin blanket was laid on the ground, and the cup was not broken, it just spun around several times on the blanket.

Seeing this, several people in the hall showed a hint of contempt.

They are the PY Hou family, a family that has been passed down for thousands of years.

And King Hanyang, in their view, is just a puppet supported by them.

It turns out that a puppet is a puppet, even in rich clothes, but like a beggar who has stolen a rich man's clothes.

At this moment, a servant outside the door, with a fat head and big ears, crawled in in a panic.

"It's not good, it's not good! Zhu's army is driving a sea boat and killing us!"

King Hanyang stood up angrily, and said in a thick voice, "They dare!"

After the words fell, he suddenly looked around.

Those former PY "loyal ministers" have already gone back to their respective homes and packed their bags.

If you don't run away at this time, when will you wait?

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