The Beauty of the Tang Dynasty is Like a Cloud / the Story of the Evil King Among the Flowers of the

Dugu Ce listened to little Huang Rong's non-stop talking, and for a moment, felt that this little girl was actually quite pitiful.Even more pitiful than Shi Qingxuan.

Little Huang Rong also lost her mother since she was a child, and lived on this isolated Peach Blossom Island, so far she has never set foot outside the island.All her world is just this small peach blossom island.

Huang Yaoshi was born with a daughter, although he dotes on his daughter very much, but with his disposition and wide range of hobbies, how could it be possible for him to play with little Huang Rong all day long?

He wants to practice martial arts, play the flute, appreciate antique calligraphy and paintings, practice Qimen gossip, study astrology and geography, and remember his wife who died young.At the end of this day, can I spend half an hour with Xiao Huang Rong?

It's okay if there are other playmates, but little Huang Rong, can I have other playmates?

Although Peach Blossom Island is not short of people, except for her father Huang Yaoshi who can speak, the others are all villains who were caught on the island by Huang Laoxie and had their tongues cut off.Those villains were all in awe of Huang Yaoshi, how dare they play with little Huang Rong?

Little Huang Rong had no choice but to play alone, teasing ants, digging out bird nests, catching caterpillars... Little Huang Rong had always been very lonely in her heart and longed for playmates.

Because of this, she has no fear of the talking "air monster", and is even curious and excited, asking Dugu Ce to play with her.

She was so naughty, and she deliberately missed the point when she spoke, just to attract his attention, so that he could stay with her and talk more.

She didn't mind if he didn't speak.As long as he is still here and listening, she can still speak with gusto by herself.

Dugu Ce listened to her in silence for a while, and felt that he was reaching his limit again, so he interrupted her: "Xiao Rong'er, I'm leaving."

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"what?"

Xiao Rong'er was stunned, with a little bit of reluctance on her face: "Why did you leave? Did Rong'er talk too much and made you hate it?"

Dugu Ce said: "No, I like Xiao Rong'er very much. I also like listening to you talk."

"Really? Really like listening to me?"

Little Huang Rong showed joy, and looked eagerly at the place where Dugu Ce's consciousness was: "Then from now on, can you often come to accompany me and talk to me?"

Dugu Ce said: "As long as you are willing to practice the kung fu that I teach you, when I am free, I will come to play with you."

"Uh-huh!"

Little Huang Rong nodded again and again: "The kung fu you taught me is very interesting, I like it very much, and I practice it every day! Hee hee, I practiced it secretly, and my father didn't know about it. When I achieve great kung fu, I will definitely scare my father .By the way, why do you look, uh, so weird? Like the ripples when a stone is thrown into the water."

In Xiao Huangrong's eyes, Dugu Ce was just a mass of undulating ripples, even the shape couldn't be discerned.

"You can see me, it's already amazing." Dugu Ce shook the air and laughed: "As for my true face, you won't be able to see until you are a few years older. Alright, I'm leaving, Rong Bye bye."

Xiao Rong'er reluctantly said: "Goodbye, uncle."

uncle?Dugu Ce hastily corrected: "Brother."

Xiao Rong'er blinked: "But I feel that you are much older than me."

Feel so sharp?Dugu Ce said helplessly: "Then don't call me uncle. Well, I have taught you peerless martial arts, so call me master."

Xiao Rong'er said sweetly: "Good master."

"Goodbye, Rong'er."

"Goodbye, Master!"

Xiao Rong'er waved her hands again and again, watching a group of vaguely shaped ripples rushing up to the sky and disappearing, her little face was full of reluctance.

Dugu Ce returned to Tongjie Cave, Yuanying returned to the body, and returned to the body.

Early the next morning, he assigned tasks to Wan Hou, Shi Feixuan, and Lian Rou, asking them to split up and find a young monk named "Xuan Zang" in various temples in Chengdu.

There are so many temples around Chengdu, Dugu Ce only knows that Xuanzang is currently studying in Chengdu, but he doesn't know which temple he is in.

"Looking for a young monk?" Wan Wan wondered, "What are you looking for a monk for? Could this be another purpose of your coming to Chengdu?"

"You little witch, why do you have so many questions?"

Dugu Ce pinched her nose with a smile, and said: "Be honest and do things. If you should know, I will let you know. If you shouldn't know, it's useless to ask."

Wan Wan patted Dugu Ce's hand away, and said angrily, "Don't pinch his nose, it will make it ugly, are you responsible?"

Rolling his eyes again, he said with a smirk, "Didn't you say you're going to Sovereign Castle, let them take off the brand and change the name?"

"It's a small Sovereign Fort, and I don't need to go there myself."

While speaking, Dugu Ce released the Moonfall Sword, swept away his divine sense, found the location of the Duzun Fort, threw the sword into the sky, and said, "Go!"

The Moonfall Sword turned into a stream of light, strung into the sky and disappeared.

When he was just a Nascent Soul, Dugu Ce used Feijian as his imperial servant, and still needed to lock the target with his sight.

And as his cultivation base became deeper and deeper, Feijian also became more and more spiritual. Now, as long as the target is within the coverage of his spiritual sense, even if he can't see it visually, he can control the flying sword with his divine sense and stab from across the air. .

The location of the Sovereign Castle is on the south bank of the Long Live Pool in the northern suburbs of the city. It is a large-scale castle-like building that looks like a miniature palace.

Dugu Ce couldn't use his divine sense to find a specific person who didn't know his specific characteristics and aura, but it was still easy to find such a large building.

In the early morning, there is smoke from the kitchen in the Sovereign Castle, the sound of chickens and dogs is heard, and the streets in the castle are busy with cars and horses, like a small town.

There are also some disciples of Duzun Castle gathered in the martial arts training ground in the castle, lifting stone locks, playing with big spears, practicing big swords, and practicing martial arts.

Xie Hui, the Lord of the Sovereign Fortress, got up early as usual, first took his eldest son Xie Wenlong and the housekeeper Fang Yimin to inspect the fort, and then habitually boarded the main gate wall, stood under the towering gate, and looked at the front not far away. , under the golden brilliance of the rising sun, the Longevity Pool glistens with sparkling light.

While quietly feeling the beauty of peace unaffected by war, Xie Hui suddenly saw a silver light shooting from the direction of Chengdu city like a shooting star.

Xie Hui gathered his eyes together, staring at the silver light from a distance, just after two glances, he felt a cold sword energy directly pressing on his eyes, making his eyes hurt.