From Princess of the Cold Palace to Empress of Heaven

Her lips couldn't help curling up a little, with an inexplicable meaning.

Although doing this is somewhat bullying, it is for the sake of swordsmanship after all, even if Xiao Minghuang knew about it, she would not resist her.

What's more, this is good for both of them, maybe it can also make them both comprehend the perfect sword intent?

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171. Replacing Swords with Humans, Combining Two Swords 【Please subscribe! 】

Xiao Minghuang returned to her family's residence in the Spirit Sword Gate.

This is a secluded mountain away from many disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Halfway up the mountain, a courtyard was built, not luxurious, but very delicate.

Xiao Minghuang found a bamboo chair to sit on, and was full of thoughts.

Although she has just acquired an advanced sword technique, she is not in the mood to practice it.

Previously, she had obtained many benefits in the secret realm of Tianfu.

Some common elixirs are just fine, and taking them directly without refining them is nothing more than discounting the efficacy of the medicine.

But that wisp of Scarlet Emperor Fentian Yan needed the Medicine King's guidance to fuse it.

Previously, she had tried to take this fire out of the system space, but her spiritual power was burnt into nothingness as soon as it touched the flame.

"Oh, I kind of want to go back to Daxia."

Xiao Minghuang sighed lightly, although Sheng Bailan gave her all the money and took good care of her, but after all, she is a guest here, so there are many inconveniences.

It has been ten days since she entered the Spirit Sword Sect, during which time she has cultivated to the third level of the Divine Sea naturally.

In addition to practicing, he communicated with Sheng Bailan about swordsmanship every day, and the two of them had already become familiar with each other.

Moreover, her kendo experience was almost unreservedly given to Sheng Bailan, and so was the latter.

"It doesn't make much sense for me to continue to stay."

After thinking about it, Xiao Minghuang murmured:

"After today, go to Master Sheng and ask for resignation tomorrow morning!"

But before that.

With a thought in her mind, the entire chapter of "Wan Jian Gui Zong Sword Art" appeared in her mind.

She planned to use the rest of the day to study this sword technique.

Thinking of this, Xiao Minghuang closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.

...

The night is getting darker.

A round of bright and clear moon rises, sprinkles with clear brilliance, illuminates the earth, and adds a touch of haze to the dark night.

Xiao Minghuang opened his eyes, the light in his eyes was as bright as the stars, but if he looked carefully, he would find that this little bit of starlight was actually the shadow of countless swords shining with sword light.

Count them one by one, there are as many as a thousand handles!

"Is this the Thousand Heavy Sword Intent?"

Xiao Minghuang stretched out his right hand, flicked his slender jade finger lightly in the void, and a thousand translucent long swords appeared in front of him.

It is densely packed, covering small courtyards, and each sword exudes an extremely terrifying aura, as if it may cut through the sky at any time!

These sword shadows are all external continuations of her true swordsmanship, and each has a power that is infinitely close to her own swordsmanship.

"Just relying on this thousand-heavy sword intent, anyone in the spirit-seed realm can kill anyone!"

Xiao Minghuang narrowed her beautiful eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled into a smile.

Previously, she had used all her strength to strike the Chiyan Huoque, which was at the peak of Shenhai.

It was only because they were in the opponent's home court that they had to back away.

Now, she has learned the meaning of a thousand heavy swords, even if she faces the full-blown Chiyan Huoque again, she can kill it with one sword!

"I really want to practice with an opponent at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm!"

Xiao Minghuang laughed lightly, talking to himself, and then waved his hand, Qian Dao Jianying disappeared.

"I won't practice tonight, sleep well."

She stood up, stretched herself, and walked into the bamboo house.

In the night sky, the bright moon hangs high, and the silver light sprinkles down everywhere. A beautiful figure in white clothes over the snow emerges from the void, bathed in the silver light.

"The high-grade soul-lost incense obtained from the black market can make even a cultivator in the spirit-seed realm unconscious for twelve hours, and after waking up without any memory, it should be enough."

The figure of the beautiful figure in white flickered and floated into the bamboo house.

A faint white smoke rose, covering the woman on the bed.

Seeing that Xiao Minghuang's body gradually relaxed, Qianying in Bai Yi repeatedly confirmed that she had completely fascinated the other party, and then she completely removed her disguise and revealed her aura.

This person is none other than Sheng Bailan, the head teacher of the Spirit Sword Sect.

At this moment, there was a trace of hesitation on her cool and pretty face, but it was replaced by firmness immediately.

"Princess Xiao... this is also for the sword, you will forgive me, right?"

She touched the cheek of the woman on the bed with her fingers, and whispered softly.

After that, she gently took off her white skirt, revealing her fair skin, and slowly leaned towards the woman.

Sheng Bailan's face turned slightly red.

Although she was already mentally prepared, she was still a little shy just to be honest and intimate with a junior girl whom she had just met not long ago.

She could feel that the delicate body on the bed was soft and elastic, and there was a faint fragrance, which was refreshing.

Sheng Bailan's breathing became a little short.

"Um..."

The woman moved slightly and let out a moan.

Sheng Bailan froze on the spot, her pretty face was blushing, and she looked like an idiot.

"How to do!"

"How to do!"

"How to do!"

Sheng Bailan was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, her mind went blank, until after a while, she came to her senses.

She turned her head to look, Xiao Minghuang who was lying on the bed didn't move, he was really dazed.

"call--!"

Sheng Bailan let out a long breath, and finally let go of her hanging heart, and began to help Xiao Minghuang take off her dress.

Xiao Minghuang had already gone to bed, so she only had a single shirt on her body, which could be easily taken off.

But Sheng Bailan was inexperienced, and being careful, she still tore a small crack in the gauze dress.

"It shouldn't matter..."

After a brief hesitation, Sheng Bailan didn't pay attention to this small detail.

Because, she had already helped Xiao Minghuang take off her clothes completely, and the two of them really treated each other sincerely.

There is no need to deliberately run the exercises.

Sheng Bailan already felt that there seemed to be a fiery sword intent rushing straight to the top of her head.

For 50 years, his heart, which was as quiet as a dry well and as cold as ice and snow, suddenly seemed to be in a furnace, and his whole body was ignited, and he threw himself on it uncontrollably.

"No! I have to restrain myself!"

Sheng Bailan secretly warned herself in her heart.

But this time, she couldn't restrain herself no matter what, a pair of weak and boneless hands climbed up Xiao Minghuang's exquisite curves.

"Princess Xiao...your skin is so smooth and tender, smoother than a baby's skin!"

Sheng Bailan muttered to herself, and the movements of her hands became bigger and bigger.

Her breathing became heavy and rapid, and her whole body trembled.

It's no wonder she couldn't control herself for a while.

After all, I have been single for nearly 50 years and have never been close to anyone.

Sheng Bailan calmed down her mind, and performed the "Swordsmanship of Two Swords", and immediately hugged Xiao Minghuang tightly, making the two of them fit together tightly without leaving a single gap, tightly entangled.

Sheng Bailan felt the temperature of Xiao Minghuang's body, felt the strong heartbeat of the other party, felt the flexibility and elasticity of the other party's body, his heart was agitated and his heart was surging.

The sword intent of the two communicated without barriers.

From far to near, intertwined with each other, and finally reach their respective shores, it is considered to have completed a cycle.

Although Xiao Minghuang was completely fascinated, Sheng Bailan could tell from her physical reaction that the other party was also in happiness.

This night is destined to be long.

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172. A Thousand Epeesia Sword Intent 【Please subscribe! 】

The next day.

The sun hangs in the sky.

"Well..."

Xiao Minghuang woke up leisurely.

She didn't get up, her eyes were dazed and a little confused.

last night.

She had a dream.

She dreamed that she and the head of Sheng were overturned and entered bliss.

But at the happiest moment, Ye Ruoshui suddenly broke in and burned them both to death.

"It's okay...just a dream."

Xiao Minghuang yawned, sat up, first checked his body, there was nothing abnormal, it was dry, white and tidy, without any traces.

Looking at the room that hadn't changed at all like yesterday, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"But how could I have such a dream?"

She rubbed her forehead, a little puzzled.

"It doesn't matter, I have to go to Master Sheng to ask for my resignation today!"

Xiao Minghuang got out of bed, even though she had such an outrageous dream last night, it was just a dream and could not change what she was going to do.

But when she got up, she suddenly found that a crack had been torn open at her collar.

You know, as a princess of the dynasty, she has to maintain elegance in every move since she was a child, including of course her sleeping posture.

It is absolutely impossible for her to tear her clothes because of a bad sleeping position.

Thinking of this, Xiao Minghuang suddenly felt confused.

"Is it because I haven't slept normally for a long time, so my sleeping posture has become worse?"