Chapter 427: There will be times when strong winds and waves break, and sails will sail across the sea!

Author: Fu Lv

Chapter 427: There will be times when strong winds and waves break, and sails will sail across the sea!

Facing the five-color fairy light that seemed to shoot out from the vast universe, Song Lanyi's body in mid-air stretched as hard as he could, wearing a black robe and hunting, and there was a kind of leisure and ease that no one else could replicate.

The old man with the goatee's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, as if he was measuring Song Lanyi's bottom line.

Finally, he snorted coldly, "Pretentious! I admit that it is indeed rare to have the ability of the fourth level at this age. But... the gap between realms cannot be bridged by talent alone. So..."

At the end of the sentence, his eyes sharpened, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his inverted triangular eyes:

"Give me—die!"

In an instant, the five-color fairy light exploded to the extreme, and vaguely, there seemed to be a Qingluan swaying in the fairy light like a bean light.

Under the ancient and vicissitudes of pressure, those below the fifth rank even find it difficult to breathe.

Immortal light was like rain, turning into a torrential river, sweeping over Song Lanyi's body.

She was ups and downs in the fairy light, and her black robe was pierced and corroded.

However, even so, Song Lanyi's expression remained calm, as if she was trying her best to brew something.

Suddenly, her dark eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance, and she had a soul-stirring charm.

Gongyang Sun's eyes widened as she watched Song Lanyi drag out a big book from between her eyebrows.

In the five-color fairy light, the surface of the big book exudes a glowing light. Although it does not have a huge momentum, it is calm and motionless in the fairy light.

Seeing this scene, Huben and the other soldiers were even more excited than Song Lanyi himself.

Especially Huben, whose surname is Tiger and who happens to have tiger eyes.

With eyes wide open, he clenched his hands into fists and looked at the battle in the sky without blinking.

The wind rises and the clouds stop.

A wave passed by.

The waters of the Tianhe River are noisy for this.

I could only hear Song Lanyi reciting slowly:

"A gold goblet worth ten thousand worth of wine, and a jade plate worth ten thousand worth of precious wine."

"I can't eat when I stop drinking and throwing chopsticks. I draw my sword and look around with my heart at a loss."

"If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang."

"When I am free to fish on the Bixi River, I suddenly go on a boat and dream of the sun."

"The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and the paths are many different ways, but now I am at peace."

"There will be times when strong winds and waves break, so you can hang up your sails and sail across the sea!"

A majestic poem was recited, and the vision of the country immediately lingered on Song Lanyi.

Maybe it's because of the troubled times and the decline of national power, or maybe it's because of the national character and the blood of Taizu flowing through him.

When the vision of the country appeared, Song Lanyi felt that she had been given something mysterious and mysterious.

This change comes from the soul.

It was as if the insights that were not very clear at first suddenly became clear.

This gave Song Lanyi an idea.

Is everything she has experienced true...or false?

The fighter planes changed instantly, and this thought flashed through her mind, and was deeply suppressed in Song Lanyi's heart.

Then, a swordsman with a romantic poetry and wine, white robe and green lotus appeared behind Song Lanyi.

In the vast long river of five-color fairy lights, Song Lanyi and Li Bai stepped on the long sword hand in hand and went upstream all the way.

The blade of the sword is thin, but it has an indestructible power to break through bamboo.

Li Bai's wrist was slightly tilted, the sword was blazing, and within a few flashes of silver light, the sword opened a hundred screens, radiating cold light, and then the shadow of the sword flashed, and in an instant, it disappeared into Qingluan's body in the long river of fairy light.

The moment Qingluan whined, Gongyang Sun's face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out blood all over the floor. Even the clothes on his chest were soaked with blood.

He stared wide-eyed, looking at Song Lanyi who was moving back and forth freely in the fairy light, his expression full of confusion.

He took his last breath, still a little puzzled, and said unwillingly, "How on earth... did you do this?"

Song Lanyi broke away the fairy light, played with the slightly dim feather fan in his hand, and said with a smile, "You want to know?"

This is no nonsense!

Seemingly sensing Gong Yangsun's thoughts, Song Lanyi said with a faint smile, "Unfortunately... I have never been in the habit of talking nonsense to dead people."

As soon as he finished speaking, a green rainbow sword cut off the neck of the old man with the goatee.

Before he died, his expression still showed a trace of doubt and confusion.

The fairy light gradually dissipated, and black clouds gathered above the two armies. Song Lanyi's eyes were slightly elongated, and his crow-green eyelashes left a shadow when he lowered his eyes.

Li Bai stood on the tip of the sword and stretched leisurely.

He looked around and looked at Song Lanyi with some resentment, "You have to call me out at this time, right?"

Song Lanyi's forehead twitched slightly.

Where did this strong sense of deep boudoir and resentment come from?

the other side.

After the defeat of the first general, the inadequate military system under King Hanyang was fully revealed.

The dragons are leaderless, like a plate of loose sand.

Several lieutenants in the army, with just a few charges and boarding battles, killed the 100,000 soldiers of King Hanyang and routed them to a complete defeat.

Li Bai stood aside, watching the battle come to an end, taking prisoners who should be captured, and reforming where they should be.

He patted Song Lanyi on the shoulder and said happily, "You did a good job."

Song Lanyi raised her chin and squinted, "You don't want to see who I am?"

When Li Bai saw her like this, he couldn't help but think of a kind of arrogant and cute animal...

Civet cat.

Especially those pair of dark round pupils, they are so similar.

But this girl can't be spoiled.

He slapped Song Lanyi on the shoulder and said calmly, "A mere fourth-grade person dares to make such arrogant remarks."

Song Lanyi opened her eyes wide, "Then what level are you at?"

Li Bai put his hands behind his back and looked forward, his Taoist spirit was like a clear and green bamboo.

He said calmly, "From a saint to a third-grade realm, I can handle everything from 50 to 50. Victory or defeat is all up to you."

"oh."

She is the one holding back.

the other side.

A treasure ship sank on the sea.

King Hanyang looked at the scene of the defeated soldiers in the water mirror, his face kept turning green and red. Suddenly, he suddenly picked up a cup and smashed it on the ground.

There was a thick tiger skin blanket spread on the ground. The cup was not broken, but it just spun around on the blanket several times.

Several people in the hall showed a hint of contempt when they saw this.

They are the PY Hou family, a family that has been passed down for thousands of years.

In their view, the King of Hanyang was just a puppet for support.

Facts have proved that puppets are just puppets, and even if they wear magnificent clothes, they are just like beggars who have stolen the clothes of the rich.

At this moment, an attendant outside the door, with a fat head and big ears, crawled in in a panic.

"It's not good, it's not good! Zhu Jiajun drove a sea ship and came towards us to kill us!"

King Hanyang stood up angrily and said in a rich voice, "How dare they!"

After finishing his words, he suddenly looked around.

The previous "loyal ministers" of PY have already gone back to their respective homes and packed their bags.

If you don’t run away now, when will you wait?

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