Chapter 135: Seeing Qingjun (the helm of Zhou Yafu’s brothers)
Qingjun!
Zhao Rong opened his eyes and his pupils shrank.
The ancient book in his hand slipped from his knees.
next moment.
He knocked against the curtain and rushed out of the carriage.
Zhao Rong looked back.
There were a dozen people in front of him, the same people who had just passed by the window.
Most of these dozen people were dressed uniformly.
They are all dressed in elegant and casual white clothes. There are slight differences between men and women, but they all have long flowing belts.
The white clothes are dotted with strange black sword patterns on the sleeves and waist.
However, there are a few people who dress differently.
For example, the woman in red who walked with the beautiful figure in white that Zhao Rong had longed for was extremely eye-catching.
However, Zhao Rong only glanced at these people briefly.
His eyes were quickly attracted by the beautiful figure in white clothes in the middle.
Can't move it anymore.
Zhao Rong's eyes were burning and unblinking, and he subconsciously stepped to follow.
I saw that beautiful figure, wearing the same white clothes as most of the people around her, nothing special.
But Zhao Rong knew.
That's her!
View from the rear.
Her black hair was like silk, but it was all coiled up. Her neck was white and round, her shoulders were as sharp as a trace, and her waist was as thin as a bundle. Her back was as straight and tall as when she ran away from him that night in the wedding room, and her gait was light.
It's just that he no longer holds his head high like a swan.
After all, there was no one around her who could hurt her like that night, so she no longer had to forcefully maintain her inner pride.
Zhao Rong was deeply impressed by this figure from behind.
at this time.
She and the woman in red beside her were being supported by their companions.
The woman in red was holding her left hand affectionately and whispering something.
At this moment.
She suddenly turned her head.
Zhao Rong's heart skipped a beat, but he found that she did not turn around, but turned her head sideways and spoke to the woman in red.
Zhao Rong took a closer look, and on her profile, under those long autumn eyes, there was a light brown tear mole.
There is no doubt that it is Qingjun.
Zhao Rong quickly stepped forward to follow.
Their voices could be heard faintly.
"Junior Sister Lingfei, don't be impatient. Breaking through the Haoran Realm requires that little bit of spiritual light. From now on, stop practicing so hard. Put down your sword and let yourself relax. Don't put too much pressure on yourself all day long."
"Um."
The woman in red said in a gentle voice, "Little Concubine Ling, how about my sister take you out to sea? I know there are several interesting places on the Beihai Sea, which are especially suitable for sightseeing and relaxation."
Zhao Lingfei shook her head gently, "Thank you, Senior Sister Ning, for going to sea... let's talk about it later."
Ning Ying glanced at Zhao Lingfei's expression, tilted her head and thought about it, then nodded and said:
"Then you should relax more and don't stay in the house all day long."
"Before I went to Zuojiang, you were practicing behind closed doors in Qinglianxuan. After I came back from Zuojiang, you were still bored in Qinglianxuan. If your sister Yaoer hadn't held a wedding today, this girl would have been in there with you.
You’ve practiced until you become an immortal, right?”
Zhao Lingfei's eyelids drooped slightly and she remained silent.
Upon seeing this, Ning Ying raised her hand, and her fiery red sleeves slid down Hao's wrist, revealing a pair of jade hands. Her index finger, dyed with red cinnamon, lightly tapped Zhao Lingfei's smooth forehead.
"What a stubborn girl. In order to invite your little ancestor to come out today to make you happy, your sister Yao'er specially didn't invite those 'flies' that bother you. Please relax today."
Zhao Lingfei smiled lightly.
Ning Ying held her hand.
"Don't be bored lately. Go out for a walk more often and get some fresh air. The Heavenly Will Realm cannot be rushed. With your qualifications, it can't escape there. It's just a slightly faster or slower difference...
Hey, I don’t know what you did when you returned home at the beginning of the year. Didn’t you say before that you would be able to break through the border soon..."
"But it's really uncomfortable to be stuck in the Haoran Realm... How about I accompany you to attend a few cultural gatherings at Linlu Academy later? Well, with your deserted temperament, if you think there are too many people and it's noisy, then forget it."
"Actually, you can go to Fuyao Mansion and listen to more classes from the academy gentlemen. I broke through in Mr. Zhou's class before...
Little Concubine Ling, there is nothing to be ashamed of attending classes with your junior brothers and sisters. They are all about the same age as you, and many of them are older than you. It’s just that as soon as you came to Taiqing Mansion, you, a monster, went directly to Xiaoyao Mansion and became their senior sister.
.”
Zhao Lingfei stared at the mountains getting closer and closer, thought for a while, and nodded gently.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Ning. If I have time, I will attend the class."
"Well, that's how it should be, hey!"
Ning Ying suddenly let out a sigh and looked at Concubine Zhao Ling with her beautiful eyes.
"In this way, it is good for a monster like you to occasionally get stuck in the realm. At least it can allow us senior sisters and brothers with mediocre qualifications to breathe a sigh of relief. Oh, it turns out that Tao Li must have the spirit of Jin Dan before being named by the master of the palace.
Junior sister Fei will also get stuck..."
A woman is in her prime when she is twenty.
"Senior Sister Ning, don't shame me anymore..."
Ning Ying's teasing made Zhao Lingfei blush slightly and become a little angry.
"Giggle."
It was rare for Ning Ying to see Zhao Lingfei, who had a cold and elegant temperament, looking like a human being.
Ning Ying couldn't help but smile, but continued to humiliate her.
Surrounding the two of them, there were many students from the Taiqing Prefecture surrounding them, and they had been paying attention to their conversation with bated breath from the beginning.
At this time, seeing that the atmosphere was good, a handsome man smiled and said:
"What Senior Sister Ning said is absolutely true. Junior Sister Zhao usually puts too much pressure on us. If we break through again, we will have to call Junior Sister Zhao Senior Sister... Seventeen-year-old Tianzhi Realm, our Taiqing Mansion, normal
Under the circumstances, most people at the age of seventeen are at the bottleneck."
Everyone around them echoed.
"That's right."
Ning Ying nodded and stretched out her jade finger to point at Concubine Zhao Ling. After being brushed away by Concubine Zhao again, she turned around and smiled softly at the man who made the noise.
When the handsome man saw this, he showed a handsome and bright smile.
But Ning Ying didn't look at him anymore.
However, he wasn't upset either.
because.
The two female sword cultivators in front of me, who were admired by everyone, were both the beauties of the Xiaoyao Mansion.
They are just old and new, one has graduated not long ago, and the other has just been in the government for more than a year and is already dazzling.
Senior Sister Ning Ying is not as mediocre in qualifications as she teased.
Not long ago.
Xinranzong helped her walk across the river.
I remember that on that day, the water in the Lidu River rose three feet.
However, she did not cross the Dragon Gate directly, because there was a door of death.
With that dragon-slaying sword here, that water creature dares to break in?
So Senior Sister Ning Ying forced herself ashore not far from Long Bridge with bruises all over her body.
But even so, if Zoujiang is not complete, she is already a demon clan sword cultivator in the star-catching realm, which is equivalent to the human race's golden elixir realm!
You know, she is less than five hundred years old and is still in the growth stage of the demon clan.
And the body is still a white dragon, this is a wild species!
This kind of existence is very rare in the history of Wangque Taiqing's four mansions...
Zhao Lingfei was a little helpless towards this senior sister who liked to tease her.
She looked sideways, opened her red lips slightly, and her teeth were faintly visible.
"Senior Sister Ning, did your trip to the river go smoothly this time?"
"It's not bad, well, I just almost made a big mistake and ran into a passenger dragon boat on the way, but in the end the danger was saved..."
Ning Ying bit a jade finger and thought for a moment before speaking. Suddenly, she smiled sweetly.
"Giggle, let me tell you an interesting story. I remember when we almost collided with the dragon boat, there happened to be a couple making love to each other at the stern of the boat. I must have scared them at the time. One of the men who spotted me said
Maybe something went wrong because of the fright, hahahaha."
Ning Ying found it interesting when she thought about the scene that day, completely forgetting how dangerous it was at that time.
"oh."
Zhao Lingfei responded softly.
Not far behind them.
A young Confucian scholar who was following him suddenly staggered...