Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

"The kung fu of a cup of tea, from scratch, enters the realm of the third-grade innate, no matter how talented a person is, it can't be compared."

Li Qiye felt very satisfied with the improvement in strength.

The next moment, Li Qiye stretched out his hand, and the ordinary long sword hanging in the room came into his hand.

"Cut the sky and draw the sword!"

Li Qiye performed the Sky Slashing Sword Art, and once he used the full-level Sky Slashing Sword Art, a terrifyingly powerful sword energy erupted from Li Qiye's body in an instant.

The room immediately dimmed, and the strong sword energy caused the room to have no wind.

Even the sky on the roof turned gray at this moment.

"Strong!"

Li Qiye felt the power of this move, it was worthy of being a mid-level Tianpin skill, and he guessed that this move of his would not even be able to kill a master master.

It can also injure the opponent.

In the end, Li Qiye collected the energy, and instantly the room and the sky returned to normal.

"What happened? Why did I feel a terrifying sword intent just now?"

Huang Rong, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, raised her head in shock and looked out the window, but immediately felt nothing.

At this time,
In the distance, there was a cold woman in a purple palace dress, who was looking worriedly at the sky above the Li Mansion.

"Such a strong sword energy, is Qiye in danger?"

Yaoyue's face turned indifferent for a moment, she speeded up and rushed back to Li's residence.

At the same time,
Lu Xiaofeng bid farewell to Ximen Chuixue, went to Yichun Courtyard, and then rushed to Qixia Town.

When approaching Qixia Town, Lu Xiaofeng also obviously felt a majestic sword intent.

Although it was fleeting, the soul-stirring murderous aura shrouded his heart like a dark cloud and could not dissipate for a long time.

"Could it be that there is a peerless swordsman hidden in Seven Heroes Town?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked himself, that move just now, even if he mobilized his whole body's internal energy and used the Consonant Finger, he might not be able to catch it.

"But since he is a swordsman with such power, even if he has retired, he must have left traces in the rivers and lakes, but this kind of move is so powerful and so strange!"

"Could it be the three swords of Abi Dao? Only the three swords of Abi Dao have such a murderous aura!"

Impossible, the murderous intent of this move is even far greater than that of Ah Bi Dao's Three Swords, and the A Bi Dao Three Swords has long been lost.

After thinking about it, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't find a suitable partner from his clever head, so he had no choice but to give up!
After all, he came to Qixia Town this time to teach the nonsense storyteller a little lesson.

Simon doesn't care, it doesn't mean he doesn't care either.

If it were any other storyteller who said those words, he would only be noisy.

Lu Xiaofeng has a lot of personal contacts, from princes and generals to traffickers and pawns, he treats them equally, and there are old buddies who can talk to each other.

A while ago, he read Li Qiye's "A Chinese Ghost Story", and he came up with the idea of ​​making friends with him, but he kept delaying it.

But he never expected that Li Qiye would use his fame to wantonly fabricate facts today.

After all, I have lost my sight.

That's why he was very annoyed. The so-called "deep love, deep responsibility" is just like this.

"arrive."

Lu Xiaofeng's lightness kung fu "Phoenix Dance for Nine Heavens" is extremely wonderful, in less than half a stick of incense, he reached the roof of Li's residence.

In the room, candles flickered.

Huang Rong rested her chin on the side and watched Li Qiye finish the last sip of the porridge, then immediately took out a handkerchief, and moved forward to help him wipe off the remaining food stains from the corner of his mouth.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Li Qiye asked helplessly.

This little girl stays here and doesn't leave. If she has nothing to show her courtesy, she must have some schemes.

I heard Li Qiye asking a question.

Instead of answering directly, Huang Rong hugged Li Qiye's arm, and blinked and blinked her big bright eyes.

That look seemed to say, you know!
"No."

Li Qiye shook his head.

"The new words will have to be spoken in five days."

"Oh, brother Qiye, good brother, just tell me a little, reveal a little, just a little, anyway, there are no outsiders here, just the two of us, I will definitely not tell others, please, please."

Huang Rong kept shaking Li Qiye's arm.

A strange touch came from the arm, coupled with the girl's indistinct body fragrance, Li Qiye was suddenly a little dazzled.

"Okay, okay, then I'll tell you a little bit."

With Li Qiye's consent, Huang Rong settled down, made tea for him, and sat obediently by the side.

Since he learned about the tear-jerking index, after careful consideration, he finally gave up those scripts for fighting monsters and upgrading.

Because "Dou Po" and "Dou Luo" have been widely circulated in previous lives, although they are very cool and passionate, they are still missing something that really shakes people's hearts.

Therefore, he decided to tell the story of "Kyushu" first.

It is precisely because the mainland where I am located is also Kyushu, which is somewhat similar to the humanistic style of "Kyushu".

Besides, manpower is needed to create the Tianji Pavilion.

And Tianji Pavilion is only the first step for him to take root in Jianghu.

Now that he has resurrected his life, his ambitions don't stop there.

Although there are not many exercises in "Kyushu", there are countless counselors and troops, which are good stories that can draw people from the system.

Moreover, the system allows proper magical changes, so under his dictation, the story will be more exciting, and the rewards will be more generous.

"This is a history of the battles of human dynasties, and an alternative rivers and lakes of power and strategy."

Li Qiye went straight to the point.

"There is such a group of nomads on the grasslands in northern Kyushu."

"The dynasty formed by the tribes is called Qingyang."

"A man is strong, but a daughter is a woman."

"The story begins here."

Like the Central Plains, nomadic tribes are also full of power struggles.

When the son came into the world, he was born with a vision, and under the instigation of someone with a heart, the son became a disaster star for destroying the world.

"The calamity will not be removed, and the blizzard will not stop. The son of the world needs to sacrifice to the sky to stop the wrath of the sky."

"Everyone talks outside the tent, and the throne is surrounded by wolves."

"Many chief priests of the tribe want to kill the son, saying that the son is the reincarnation of Taiyin because he committed a calamity."

"But Qingyang King naturally knows in his heart that killing the prince is just an excuse. The real purpose of these tribal khans is to pull him down from the throne."

"Qingyang has developed rapidly in recent years, and the tribes are strong and strong, and the ambitions of many Khans naturally swell accordingly!"

Shizi's mother committed suicide under pressure.

Just when King Qingyang was hesitating, Khan Longge Zhenhuang of the Zhenyan Tribe stepped forward.

He picked up the tribal priest with one hand, and stuck his head upside down into the snowdrift at the door.

"I didn't hear the gods speaking to us, I only saw these dirty cow bones and turtle shells."

"I am willing to raise this child. If he is really unlucky, then my Longge clan will kill him in the future!"

He brought his son back to the Zhenyan tribe to raise him, and named him Asule, which means longevity.