Qing Ping Le · Double Songs

In the hall, the movement of the building being smashed could be heard intermittently, except for a few vibrations of the floor, the extra sound was almost inaudible.Tomorrow is the Martial Arts Conference, and the whole family of the Cui family was wiped out tonight. The Yan Luo Palace couldn't wait to issue the Shura order again, and this time it was the highly prestigious Baihua Palace who was about to suffer.

The mystery and viciousness of the opponent melted the shadow of death into a blunt object and suppressed everyone, and the desolation of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow emerged spontaneously in everyone's hearts.The candles in the hall burned out the only luck they had, and the group of righteous people suddenly realized that the killing that had just started had nothing to do with them. Perhaps the important thing to discuss here tomorrow is how to avenge their family, young and old.

Bai Qingtong's cool voice interrupted everyone's worries, "Just now Yan Luodian hung this token on the patriarch's spirit tablet, and the master was so angry that he ordered me to come and discuss with the leader."

"Qingtong, don't worry, Uncle won't let Baihua Palace have anything to do, my martial arts righteousness will definitely eradicate this crooked way."

"Miss Bai." Rong Cheng's voice was like flowing water under the bridge, clear and pleasant to hear, she interrupted Cheng Yiliu's eager speech, bowed and saluted, "At the next twelfth, meet the girl."

"Young master is very polite, but Qingtong dare not."

It was the first time for the girls in the Hongxiu Building to perform such a pleasing scene when they saw the salute, but they couldn't say that they were jealous or envious, but there was one person who was more jealous than them, and Cheng Yiliu stood aside with a sullen expression , I can't wait to get rid of it and hurry up.

Cheng Hao raised his hand, and Bai Qingtong presented Shura Ling with both hands. At this moment, Cheng Hao was holding a green-faced fang-token token, and his eyes were dim. He looked at the black iron token in his hand by candlelight, and saw the eight characters engraved on the back: "Hell's order, no Stay for five more", my heart was full of anger and horror.

The Baihua Palace is inextricably linked with the martial arts leaders of all dynasties. He not only wants to save but also keep the entire Baihua Palace because of his affection. Given the current situation where he knows little about the Yan Luo Palace, it is very difficult to do this step. .Cheng Hao is a man who cherishes feathers very much, and he is really unwilling to send him to death without confidence, so he can't think of a comprehensive plan for a while.

"Leader, Yan Luodian's move is really arrogant. If I don't cut him into pieces, I won't understand the hatred in my heart." Yu Daqian's eyes widened, he drew his knife and roared, as if the enemy was right in front of him.

"Brother Yu, don't act rashly." Cheng Hao rolled his eyes, turned to Rong Cheng and said earnestly, "Twelve Young Masters." He bowed his hands and bowed, "Tomorrow is the martial arts conference. The old man and the heads have many chores to be afraid of." I can't resist the evil way with all my heart, but I still hope that the twelve sons will help me." Yan Luodian and the twelve sons are both hidden dangers in his eyes, if he can kill two birds with one stone and prevent future troubles, it will be the most satisfying result for him.

A sneer smirked from the corner of Rong Cheng's mouth, "Naturally."

If Cheng Hao received a great favor, he was about to salute but his movements were slow, "It is my blessing in the righteous way of martial arts to be able to win the son's promise in times of crisis."

The other martial arts people in the hall also bowed their hands and said in unison, "Thank you twelve sons for your contribution to the martial arts."

Bai Qingtong glanced at Rong Cheng thoughtfully, then turned her gaze back, fortunately she was covered by a veil and no one could clearly see her expression at the moment.She saluted slowly, and opened her lips and said, "I hope you can take care of yourself, too." After finishing speaking, she said to Cheng Hao, "Since Qingtong has conveyed the master's order, I will go back and report to her old man, Master Cheng, Qingtong will leave first .”

Cheng Yiliu said anxiously, "Qingtong, wait a minute, I'll take you back."

Bai Qingtong's sleeves fluttered with the wind, ignoring Cheng Yiliu's shouts, and flew out of the Red Sleeve Building. Before Cheng Yiliu could catch up with her, she had already disappeared into the night. Cheng Yiliu returned to Cheng Hao angrily, gritted his teeth and scolded Bai in his heart Qingtong repeatedly failed to know how to flatter her.

Rong Cheng's tone turned cold, and he said, "It's getting late, let's take a step ahead." She was not as polite as before, and everyone was about to see her off when they saw her slender back stepping out of the Red Sleeve Building.

Tonight, the sky is cold and clear, Rong Cheng is wrapped in snow-white sable fur and walked towards the south of the city. The sound of footsteps awakened the cold moon resting on the water, and the ripples drifted weakly towards the lake. Bai Qingtong stood under the stone bridge and stared The cold moon on the water was quietly waiting for Rong Cheng's arrival.

"Miss Bai, if the Baihua Palace is destroyed, you don't have to be the God of Flowers. Why don't you let Yan Luodian do what you want?" Rong Cheng's voice came from behind Bai Qingtong. It was the usual gentle smile.

"Hundred Flower Palace is my teacher's sect after all, not to mention that Yan Luo Palace never leaves anyone alive, so how could I, the Flower God, be let go." Bai Qingtong's voice was clear and cold, without a trace of emotion.

"What is Miss Bai waiting for me here?"

"Qingtong knows that her request is very unreasonable, but I still hope that if you can save me, please be merciful."

Rong Cheng asked with a smile, "Then how can Miss Bai thank you?" Seeing Bai Qingtong's pensive face, she said again, "Will Miss Bai follow me forever?"

Under the veil, Bai Qingtong's drooping eyes concealed all her emotions. She frowned and hesitated, but she still said, "No. Qingtong is willing to follow the young master and never leave." The night of Donglai was destined to be a mistake.

"My lord, Qingtong shouldn't stay for a long time, I hope you will be more careful tomorrow."

Rong Cheng's eyes were as bright as stars in the night sky, and he watched Bai Qingtong go away. The sky that was still bright and full of moon was swallowed up by night in an instant, and the sky in Jiangnan is always changing and capricious.

She said to the night, "Let the lotus lady come to see me." After she finished speaking, she stepped into the thick ink-like night, and the plain brocade clothes left only a very faint outline in the darkness, and she walked very slowly But not to see.

On the door lintel, the four gold-plated characters "Purple Air Comes from the East" are even more arrogant in the dark, as if they are about to fly into the sky and break through the night sky.Jing Yu drove a carriage to a stop at the bottom of the steps. He stood still and opened the curtain to get out of the car. A slightly stooped woman with a short stature was covered by a black bamboo hat and her face could not be seen. Yu came to Rong Cheng's study.

"This old servant has seen the young master." She lifted her bamboo hat and knelt down to worship.

The one who spoke was the old bustard who had been rolling around in the red sleeve building earlier. At this moment, her heavy makeup had faded away, and all kinds of golden jewelry were not on her body. With a beautiful face, she stood up respectfully and bowed her head after getting up, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

"Is there any clue about what happened tonight?"

Lian Po said, "My lord, the killer is born on a plane. You have only been in Yongzhou City for half a year. There is a shop in the west street and alley that sells some dry goods from south to north." What Lian Po did in Yongzhou City The main thing is to find out the merchants in this city or the people who have lived for a long time, so no matter how big or small in this city can escape her eyes, "When Cui Xiao died, the old slave took advantage of his unpreparedness to sprinkle poison on his killer. Find the root powder so that the young master can track it down."

"Shocking rain." Rong Cheng called out, "Check out where the killers gather before they escape out of the city, and send the news to Cheng Hao, but don't let him find out." Come on, I'll let Chun Mian take you back."

"Master said so, but this old slave is broken." Lian Po hurriedly kowtowed to thank her, but she was stopped by Rong Rongcheng, "This old slave knows that the young master has important things to do tomorrow, but the young master listened to the old slave. I advise you not to worry too much about everything, just let Xia Feng and the others do these things for you, your body and bones can't bear those troubles."

"What Lianpo said is true." Rong Cheng smiled coquettishly, looking a bit coquettish in front of his father, "Chun Mian, come in and send Lianpo back to Hongxiulou, don't make trouble on the way."

"Understood, my lord." Chun Mian smiled and went out with Lian Po on his arm, "Lian Po, let's go."

Rong Cheng's pupils were filled with the color of night, and she breathed out a cloud of white mist, which happened to be blown away by the cool night wind, "The night in the south of the Yangtze River is getting colder, I wonder if it snowed in the capital? Feng, do you think there will be snow in Jiangnan this year?"

Xia Feng only said, "My lord, tomorrow is the martial arts conference, it's time to rest."

The brocade quilt was already warm, and Rong Cheng rarely slept soundly and long that night, perhaps because he was tired from tossing and turning all night, or the room was lit with soothing incense.When she got up early, Chun Mian came in to help her change and freshen up, whispering something in her ear that she didn't know.

"My lord, you don't know that when I sent Po Lian back home last night, she nagged me so much that it almost made my ears callous. She said that she was most worried that I was afraid that I would make trouble for you. How could I make trouble for you?" She told Rong Cheng tied up the gilt-edged belt, and couldn't stop talking when he turned around to pick up the accessories, "Your master, do you know? Jingyu sent the killer's hiding place to Cheng Hao two hours ago. Cheng Hao I have already sent people to investigate, and today's martial arts conference will be a good one. Huh? Young master, why is your jade pendant with five-color tassels missing?"

Rong Cheng ignored it, pinched a jade ring with his slender fingers and hung it around his waist, and said, "Follow me to the martial arts conference."

Chun Mian, who originally wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the jade pendant, was delighted when she heard that she was able to join in the fun, and put aside her doubts, "Thank you, my lord, Chun Mian will go back to her room to prepare."

Jing Yu prepared the carriage outside the gate, and Chun Mian, who had changed into a new outfit, helped her into the carriage, and the two steeds neighed and galloped towards the outside of the city.The green hills outside the city are covered with clouds and clouds, and the rising sun bursts out like a golden wheel, covering the entire forest with golden light.

The venue of the martial arts conference is in an open area in the middle of the mountain outside the city. There is only one road up the mountain, and the remaining three sides are surrounded by hundreds of feet of high cliffs, soaring to the sky, piercing the clouds and cutting through the fog.The four-sided high platform rose from the open space to surround the competition field in the middle. The high platform has two floors, and each floor has eight low tables separated by bamboo curtains. Rong Cheng was invited to the fifth table on the high platform on the second floor in the south. It is a few short places, and the viewing position here is excellent.

Under the stage are the shadows of heroes from all walks of life, dressed in different accents, hugging each other to salute each other but informally, although some martial arts practitioners are not afraid of the cold, but in this winter deep in the mountains, some people still wear extra clothes on the outside of their robes. cloak.A group of Cheng Hao's disciples greeted the guests downstairs, and arranged the people from all walks of life in an orderly manner.

Rong Cheng's eyes were bright as stars with a smile on her face, she slowly and calmly swept around, it turns out that this high platform is not accessible to everyone, this informal rivers and lakes are also respectful and orderly, not at all compared to the imperial court in the capital. Church poor.

"Bai Luoying from Baihua Palace has arrived with all his disciples." Rong Cheng's eyes were drawn by this high-pitched shout.

Bai Luoying brought her disciples to the competition arena with Cheng Hao. Bai Luoying's eyes were piercing and her figure was slender. Her steps were light but steady and powerful. Every step she took was within an inch of the distance, which showed that her cultivation had reached the level.And the two teenagers walking beside Cheng Hao, one is Cheng Yiliu and the other is Lin Beichuan.

Rong Cheng looked at the elegant figure following Bai Luoying from a distance. Today's Bai Qingtong only used half a piece of white gauze to cover her face, her eyes were cold and calm, and the mountain breeze passed by her blue hair gently caressing her cheeks. Her steps were light It is like a wisp of green smoke at the end of the mountain, ethereal as if it came from the nine heavens, leaving the world and being independent.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the number one beauty in the martial arts world, and even their breathing followed her footsteps. Cheng Yiliu stood by Bai Qingtong's side early in the morning, his eyes could not hide the complacency and arrogance.

Cheng Hao's main seat was facing Rongcheng in the south, Baihua Palace was on his left, and Cheng Yiliu and Lin Beichuan were sitting on his right.After they sat down, there was silence in the arena, waiting for the leader's order.Cheng Hao started forward majestically and first cupped his fists. The sound of his internal strength was like a Hong Zhong vibrating back and forth in the cliff, startling a large number of resting forest birds, and flapping their wings, they flew into the deep forest in a panic.

"Today, heroes from all walks of life are gathered together, one is to elect a new leader of the martial arts, and the other is to gather the power of the righteous way of the martial arts to wipe out the evil way in one fell swoop. Heroes, Cui Xiao's family was brutally wiped out last night, and today Baihua Palace is coveted by thieves , This Yan Luo Temple acted like crazy and killed hundreds of innocent people in just a few months. Such evil behavior is not allowed by the law of heaven and even more shameless by the righteous way. If this evil way is not eradicated, the martial arts will be in great trouble."

"What the leader said is very true, but the whereabouts of Yan Luodian are secretive, how should we eradicate it in one fell swoop."

Cheng Hao laughed loudly, and said, "Heroes, don't worry about this, the old man has tracked down some clues, and before tonight, he will definitely find out this thief and avenge the tragic death."

Someone downstairs didn't believe it, and said, "Oh? What the leader said is true."

Cheng Hao was a little unhappy but still upright, and said in a loud voice, "This old man swears that he will go to hell if he doesn't get rid of the evil way." Yu Daqian who was on the side took the conversation, "The righteousness of the leader is the blessing of the martial arts."

Everyone discussed and nodded in praise. When Yu Daqian saw that it was almost time, he said again, "The martial arts competition has officially begun. The purpose of the martial arts competition is to learn from each other, and it will not hurt your life." Before he finished speaking, he rang the gong beside him, and the audience was shocked. The atmosphere inside became tense.

"It seems that the leader of Cheng has learned a lot by following the vine." Chun Mian's expression faded, "This day's martial arts competition is really not interesting, it's all unsightly three-legged cat kung fu."

Rong Cheng looked at the two teenagers fighting in the martial arts arena. Their martial arts moves were indeed not good. The contest between the two soon came to an end. She was not very interested in these things, so she played with the celadon teacup with one hand and asked, "Is there any news about Mr. Cunshan recently?"

Chun Mian's eyes did not leave the martial arts arena, but after a while, there were three groups of people on the kung fu stage, but he answered freely, "Mr. Cunshan sent some pots of good flowers back to the palace a few days ago."

"What flower?"

"It's not a rare variety, it seems to be some kind of green peony."

Undetectable ripples flashed in Rongqing's bright pupils, she lowered her eyes to stare at the fine lines on the teacup, and said in a deep voice, "Autumn green peonies are rare in the capital, and my father will like them."

There were endless battles in the martial arts arena, and the setting sun in the west had already dyed the sunset red, and the lush and lonely deep forest was covered with blood.Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the sky, and Lin Tao roared, like the suppressed roar of a ferocious beast when it was about to die.This is the rare sunset scene in the deep mountains, Rong Cheng looked through the overlapping mountains and heard the distant bell of Qiyan Temple, her heart was clear and peaceful.

At this moment, Cheng Hao was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery, he glanced at the sky and quietly pulled out a sharp smile from the corner of his mouth, which was caught by Rong Cheng keenly.This day, the martial arts arena was damaged and repaired many times, but Cheng Hao's mind was not here at all, he was anxiously and impatiently waiting for the moment when the night fell.

The gong sounded again, and Yu Daqian said in a loud voice, "This is the end of today's martial arts competition. The winner is Wu Liulan, a disciple of the Qinghe School." After he finished speaking, Cheng Hao got up and clasped his fists at everyone, then hurriedly stepped off the high platform.