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Chapter 452 The eldest queen? Little lady Zhishuang! (Second update)

In front of Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan, the sky suddenly brightened, and a clear blue semi-arc sun descended. The extremely hot light melted all the mountain snow, including the snow lotus on the top of the mountain. Melt and destroy.

Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan suddenly came back to their senses. When they opened their eyes again, they saw that there were no ice-cold snow mountains and world-destroying avalanches. They were still in the pile of corpses in the old courtyard.

However, in front of them, there was a slender but tall young man's back blocking their view, and an [arc] next to him was emitting a bright blue halo, shining on them, giving them a vague and strange feeling of warmth like the summer sun.

The blond Hu Ji who stopped in front of the formation narrowed her green eyes and looked at the man in front of him who was standing alone and bravely standing on the front line with his sword.

In front of this young man in Confucian shirt and the mythical tripod sword, the sword intent of the top-grade sword cultivator actually failed.

Rumble——!

A qi pressure belonging to a top-grade qi practitioner bloomed at the soles of the blond Hu Ji's feet.

The purple energy spread freely throughout the courtyard, and the surrounding walls and other ancient buildings collapsed one after another amid the roar.

However, if you look down from high altitude at this moment, you will find that these collapsed courtyard wall buildings all move in a large circle.

This large circle is the ten-foot semicircular area where Chixia's Moon Formation is located. The buildings outside the range of the formation were destroyed by the sword energy, and no one was spared.

Xuezhongzhu said one word at a time: "Run."

Ouyang Rong curled his lips and made a buzzing voice from under Jin Jin's fierce face:

"Why are you running? I'm right here, aren't you? Your Excellency, who can take action but doesn't speak, has started talking nonsense. I've been beaten up by you over and over again, and you've become a frightened bird?

"Ha, don't worry this time."

Xue Zhongzhu, whose eyelids were twitching, heard the scholar-shirted young man laugh. The corners of his mouth under the golden mask seemed to be raised, with a bit of sarcasm:

"I won't give up your sword this time. I'm tired of playing with it, so I'll give it back to you."

Xuezhongzhu said coldly: "You really want to die?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head, hugged a little girl in Confucian attire, drank porridge with his head down, and murmured vaguely:

"Don't get me wrong, today I just want to be beaten to death by Your Excellency, or beat to death by Your Excellency."

Xuezhongzhu took a deep breath.

Ever since she came to the stage as the chief empress of Yunmengze and represented Yunmeng Jianze to suppress the world's sword cultivators, who dared to say such treasonous words to her.

In particular, it was observed that this young boy with only an eighth-grade aura was hiding his head and tail, and was so arrogant with a strange tripod sword.

Although the golden mask on Ouyang Rong's face is simple and heavy, because the sculpture pattern of the mask is that of a green-faced evil ghost with fangs, there is a large gap in the mouth of the fangs, which is just right for drinking.

Ouyang Rong raised his head and drank most of the bowl of cold porridge, took a long breath, and suddenly received a warm reminder:

"Hey, if you don't draw your sword, these thunderous noises will attract state soldiers from outside the city. Even a top-grade Qi practitioner can't compete with thousands of Zhechong Mansion soldiers and horses. There will always be a time when the breath is exhausted. , if it falls into the hands of the imperial court, it will be difficult to end..."

The candle in the snow remained silent until he was halfway through speaking, then suddenly laughed:

"Hey, hurry up, little lady Zhishuang, forget it if you don't come, I'm too lazy to wait for you, mother-in-law."

The candle in the snow suddenly became angry, and her jade face was a little red.

Ouyang Rong smiled and nodded, then pointed at the snow-white long sword that seemed to feel the mistress's anger, and the sword trembled slightly:

"Hey, it seems that I guessed it right. It is really your nickname among the ladies. After all, it was the gentle thought of the youngest daughter's family that engraved it on the sword. Well, you didn't expect that someone in this world would hand over your sword."

Having said this, he looked apologetic, put down the bowl of porridge he had just finished, a little embarrassed, and burped slightly:

"There is a bell in Fengshan, and when frost falls, the bell will ring, so it is known. The name is quite particular.

"Hey, who would have thought that the world-famous eldest daughter Junxue Zhongzhu would have an elegant and playful nickname, Zhishuang, tsk tsk."

The young man in Confucian shirt quoted from scriptures and his words were frivolous, and the more he spoke, the more presumptuous he became.

Xue Zhongzhu stared at him for a while with his wide-open blue eyes, eyes that were so cold that they could kill.

She suddenly calmed down and asked:

"Is this formation Si Tianjian's thing? It seems to be called Chi Xiayue's ancient name, and it specializes in trapping sword cultivators in the world, headed by the sword holder.

"Although I don't know what happened in this courtyard today, you are not a qi practitioner of the Yin Yang family. You can't set up this formation. You should be occupying the magpie's nest now and use it to deal with me."

She sneered:

"Why are you so brave and want me to join the formation? You are the eye of the formation, unable to move, and cannot use your spiritual energy. How do you think you can control me just because of these two guys around you?

"Haha, you are underestimating our Yunmeng Jianze's fighting swordsmanship.

"Even if my spiritual energy is cut off, if I give you one hand, you still won't be able to touch the corner of my clothes."

Ouyang Rong stood with his sleeves on, and the two fingers of his right hand in his sleeves were twisting a red leaf with blood characters on it.

But it seemed that it was due to injury and blood loss, and the hands twisting the leaves under the sleeves were trembling uncontrollably.

He stood with a relaxed posture and his tone was teasing:

"Miss Zhishuang, mother-in-law.

"If you don't come here, I will go with this formation to find you. Do you think I'm safe just one step away? This little girl can see you with her eyes. As long as you are in Xunyang City, you can't run away."

Xuezhongzhu suddenly narrowed his eyes.

She glanced at the motionless [Arc] in front of the young man in scholar's shirt, who seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and passed it directly. Finally, she looked at the little girl in the red coat who stretched out her little hand into the "mercury" light of the sword box.

The face of the world-famous Lady Yunmeng became calmer, and she began to rummage through her sleeves. After a while, she took out a mixed cyan and white ribbon, lowered her head and put it on her eyes.

Blindfolded.

This scene was exactly the same as when Zhao Qingxiu fought against the Chang'an one-armed swordsman Ajie who owned the moonlight sword at Dagushan Beitian Nursing Home.

Ouyang Rong's expression changed slightly when he saw the ribbon and the blond Hu Ji who was covering her eyes with the ribbon.

I don’t know what I remembered.

Blinded by the snow, Zhu Zhongzhu took a step forward holding a snow-white long sword that cut through gold and cut jade, with a blade as sharp as autumn frost.

Alone, he entered the Moon Formation under the pool.

She was like a phantom, bypassing the [Arc] that had lost its aura and stopped in mid-air, and rushed straight towards the young man in scholar's shirt.

When Huang Xuan saw this, she remembered the instructions and wanted to pull out the sword in the box. The next moment, someone held her hand down.

Before she could become anxious and confused, she suddenly found that the figure of the blond sister in front of her who was about to take the head of Lord Chang Shi Eun was completely frozen.

He stood motionless.

because……

Xuezhongzhu suddenly pulled off the blindfold ribbon.

An [Arc] hovered in front of her eyes.

A few strands of hair that were golden in the sun detached from the forehead, slowly fell down, and were blown away by the autumn wind.

Xue Zhongzhu, who had most of his spiritual energy cultivation suppressed by Chi Xia's Moon Formation, opened his eyes and looked at the [Arc] in front of him, which was filled with sword energy and energetic. The expression on Yu's face was full of disbelief.

Ouyang Ronglongxiu's hands had been released at some point. He was pressing one hand on Huang Xuan's small hand, and holding a late autumn red leaf full of blood characters between his two fingers.

The words scrawled in blood on the red leaves quickly disappeared in the strong wind like a castle made of sand.

He suddenly spoke:

"Miss Zhishuang, you have lost again, but I will let you off this time, because I once owed a great favor to a certain Yue girl from your noble sect. Let me repay you with repayment. It is considered a settlement. Zhi Little Lady Shuang, please don't come here to die again." Xue Zhongzhu, who had [Arc] pointed directly at the tip of his nose, had eyes full of anger and asked in a low voice:

"I have not lost! What is the name of this sword? It was also this sword in Dagushan. What kind of magical power is this?"

Before Ouyang Rong could answer, a group of Yue girls in Wu uniforms appeared faintly at the entrance of the alley behind her, and they quickly came here.

Ouyang Rong wore a golden head with four fierce eyes. He tilted his head and took a deep look at the group of Yue girls.

It was still far away, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there was a faintly familiar figure there.

Immediately, Xue Zhongzhu only heard the extremely hateful and impudent young man in scholar's shirt muttering to himself, his tone seemed to be low:

"Dependent origination can see each other thousands of miles away, but if we meet without destiny, we will be empty. What a dependent origination nature is empty."

The next moment, as if they had received a signal, Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan took a step closer and grabbed the hem of the young man in Confucian shirt.

In a jade box buried deep in the soil in the courtyard, a thin strip that looked like an old tree root began to melt. The jade box seemed to be sensing, and an earthy yellow light bloomed, spreading all the way to the center of the courtyard.

This earthy-yellow light contains surging and thick special aura flowing under Ouyang Rong's feet. The earthy-yellow aura resembles a long-bearded dragon without horns and scales entrenched at his feet.

Just at the critical moment when the black and yellow earth dragon's beard in the jade box was about to completely melt away, the young man in Confucian shirt wearing a square-faced array of eyes moved his feet slightly, and his boots touched the unconscious cold and cold girl in palace clothes.

Qiu——!

There was an extremely slight sound in the air, almost negligible, but Xuezhongzhu still noticed it.

In the moon formation under the pool in front of her, the young man with the golden face and the fierce face, the young man with the bronze mask, the little girl in the red coat, the comatose little girl with a crown and the girl in palace clothes who fell to the ground, all disappeared in place!

The [Arc] suspended in front of the candle in the snow also disappeared without a trace, following the sword holder away.

The candle stands alone in the snow.

There was silence for a moment.

The tall Orchid, who had never failed before encountering the strange sword-wielding man, did not go to greet her companions who were behind her, or who were thrown away because she arrived too quickly.

The tall Orchid stepped forward and picked up a lonely red leaf. The few lines of blood words on it were quickly disappearing:

"Three million jade dragons flew up, causing the whole world to freeze..."

……

Rong Zhen had a dream.

A very long dream.

She dreamed that with the help of her colleagues in the Luodu Si Tianjian, she finally caught the owner of the Dielianhua.

I saw that the moon formation under the pool had trapped him tightly. Rong Zhen stood high and stepped on the little thief's chest. He bent down and narrowed his eyes before taking off his mask.

"Ouyang Lianghan?!"

Rong Zhen was filled with shock and disbelief.

There is also the shame of being played with anger.

But the next moment, Ouyang Lianghan, who was trampled on the ground, suddenly smiled playfully and boldly stretched out his hand to pinch her nose. At the same time, he shamelessly approached her who was close at hand, and a hot manly breath hit his face. Coming...

"You deserve to die!"

On the hospital bed, Rong Zhen woke up from his dream and screamed.

She opened her eyes and gasped, but then she seemed to hit something and her forehead hurt.

"oops--!"

"Ouch--!

"What are you doing? Are you having a nightmare? Why did you suddenly jump up? It's so scary."

A familiar male voice with a helpless tone came from the surrounding area.

Rong Zhen was in shock, hugged the quilt, covered his forehead and stepped back. At the same time, he stared at Ouyang Changshi who was also covering his forehead beside the bed with wide eyes.

"You...you are the murderer!"

"What kind of murderer? What did the female historian say? Why did I offend you?"

Rong Zhen stared at the innocent-looking Ouyang Rong in front of the bed for a while, and then couldn't help but look around.

She was on a hospital bed in a wing.

It should be mid-morning now, and the sunshine outside the window is extremely bright.

Obviously, it is no longer in the old courtyard of Xingzifang.

Ouyang Lianghan in front of her was holding a bowl of steaming medicine in his hand. Just as he bumped his forehead with her, a little of the medicine in the bowl spilled on the bedding. At this moment, Ouyang Lianghan was shaking his head and carefully wiping the bedding with his sleeves. .

Rong Zhen suddenly realized something and immediately looked down at his clothes.

I saw that she was wearing a white underwear under the quilt, and there was nothing strange about her body.

It's just that his neck hurts a lot, as if he had been hit hard. At the same time, Rong Zhen looked inside and found that his Dantian meridians were also injured internally. It should have been caused by the sword energy of his tripod sword being poured backwards.

"Where are you? Why are you in front of my bed? And what were you doing just now? So close..."

Rong Zhen asked cautiously. At the same time, he touched the bottom of the pillow with one hand and frowned when he found that it was not the room where he slept.

Ouyang Rong noticed her little move, but shook his head indifferently:

"Yesterday, when everyone found you in Xingzi's yard, you were injured and unconscious. This is the Jiangzhou Medical Department, a place for treatment and recuperation.

"Xiaguan also suffered some injuries. He was resting in the next room. However, Xiaguan's injury was lighter and he recovered faster than you. He can move around. I went out for a walk in the morning and found that the resident imperial doctor was not there. He may have gone to the palace. Seeing that the medicine in front of your bed is getting cold, I want to feed you some.

"Well, I just saw that your face was flushed and something was wrong. I wanted to touch your forehead, but you suddenly bumped into someone..."

Rong Zhen frowned and stared at his face carefully for a while. It took a while before he came back to his senses.

Wait, no wonder the face under the mask in the dream is exactly the same, and so is the manly aura.

Maybe it was because this person had just come close and his aura was memorized. The body of her Yin-Yang Qigong practitioner subconsciously reacted and recognized him, and projected it into her dream.

After figuring out what was wrong, Rong Zhen's face improved a little.

Ouyang Rong touched his face: "Is there something on my face? Why does Ms. Shi keep looking at it?"

Rong Zhen shook his head, took the medicine bowl he offered warmly with both hands, held the bowl and took a sip, as if thinking of something, he immediately asked:

"Where's everyone else besides you and me?"

Ouyang Rong sighed, feeling a little depressed, and muttered:

"It was all gone. When the state soldiers and government officials passed by, I didn't know what happened there. It was in ruins.

"The walls of the house have all collapsed. You, Xiaguan and Liulang are the only ones who still have a bit of energy. They are pressed down by the rubble and bricks. It's a good chance to survive... But, isn't there an old saying?"

Rong Zhen wanted to say something to comfort him, but when he saw the handsome Changshi muttering in the middle of his words, his mood perked up again:

"If one survives, there will be future fortunes."

(End of this chapter)