Chapter 569 The life of your little four... [For the book friend, come to the Silver Alliance
"What's the meaning?"
In the pavilion, Sword Spirit asked.
Zhao Rong gently twisted the stem of the 'Little Red Flower' with his two fingers and let it rotate slowly.
He stared down at the blood-red petals, his tone a little... uncertain:
"When I get along with her, I always feel... like I'm facing Qingjun or Qian'er... Qingjun or Qian'er when they were young."
Gui thought thoughtfully and tried to understand: "You mean... the way childhood sweethearts get along? Just now in the ruins, there seemed to be some such atmosphere between the two of you..."
"'This unknown obsession' seems to really want to be your sister. It started with giving you this little red flower, and then gave you so many good things... It's a bit like the kind of childhood sweethearts who get along with each other.
Just like you, Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer, being fed with soft food..."
It raised its head and sighed: "Hey, you are worthy of being the Peach Blossom Sword Master."
Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth, and when he saw that Sword Spirit was talking about something else, he did not retort like before.
I can't get excited at this time.
He lowered his head and carefully put away the small red flowers.
Raising his hand, Zhao Rong rubbed the face that seemed to have been optimized and refined. Even now, Zhao Rong still has a tide-like sense of illusion lingering in his heart.
An obsessive woman who has been wandering in ancient ruins for who knows how many years, waiting for many visitors;
A mythical journey in the mysterious ruins of Wangque City;
There is also a strange rebirth and a new look experienced in the dragon coffin...
Everything has a dreamy and mythical feel, especially the transparent woman.
Is she... really alive?
Or is it just like a set program, staying in the ruins, quietly waiting for the right person to come thousands of years later.
Is all this mythical journey he has been on just an illusion?
Where is the meaning of "carrying the flying immortals to fly, holding the bright moon to the end"? It is clear that from the beginning to the end, it is just him, and the woman is really just a ball of air and an obsession.
And can this unknown woman's obsession that makes her uneasy really represent this woman?
After finally feeling relieved, can she bring her "peace of mind" back to her real heart?
Or...she died countless years ago?
Zhao Rong suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart, with a feeling of depression that he couldn't let out.
"Hey Zhao Rong, what's wrong with you? Are you in such a low mood?"
The sword spirit withdrew his gaze from his inner lake.
Zhao Rong suddenly raised his head and said, "Gui, let me ask you something."
Gui: "Before asking others, Mr. Zhao, please say 'please'."
Zhao Rong ignored it and said directly: "Do you think the mistress of this obsession is stronger than you before she fell?"
Jianling paused for a moment and said calmly: "Why do you ask this?"
Zhao Rong shook his head, "Answer my question."
Gui Xiang thought about it for a while, then vaguely said: "Absolutely."
"How much is the difference? Who is worse than whom?"
Gui curled his lips and said casually: "About four or six."
Zhao Rong nodded, probably understanding something.
Gui couldn't help but explain: "Six is of course my seat. But, well, those beings born in the vast wilderness in the ancient mythological era are still very powerful, and many of them have gone to the stars... At this point,
It is indeed difficult for future generations to compare with him."
Sword Spirit sighed for no reason, "Order and unity may bring peace and prosperity, but only chaos and strife can give birth to a truly strong man."
Zhao Rong still nodded and did not reply.
The arrogant and face-hungry Sword Spirit said it was 40 or 60, but in fact it was at least 50 or 50.
In addition, it superfluously emphasizes that characters from the ancient mythological era are more powerful than existences of the same level in later generations and peaceful times...
Seeing that Zhao Rong was silent, a certain sword spirit felt inexplicably unhappy and said impatiently: "Hey, why are you asking these questions?"
Zhao Rong glanced at the small bronze cauldron on the table in the pavilion, then turned to look at the huge light golden cauldron above the mountain top not far away.
He asked: "How long have you lived?"
Gui Leng said coldly: "As long as you take care of it, I can always leave later than you anyway."
The sword spirit, the master of the sword, shares weal and woe. It is true that it died a little later than Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong nodded and suddenly said: "Even if you can survive for so long, then... I believe she should still be there, maybe... living in another way of existence, just like your sword spirit state."
So there is always a chance to meet again.
Laihuo???
Gui nodded and said sincerely: "Thank you, I'm not offended."
But Zhao Rong didn't reply.
He was distracted again...
Zhao Rong stood in the pavilion for a long time.
He seemed to have come back to his senses.
Turning his head, he glanced at the environment and layout of the pavilion and kept it in his mind.
He will come back again.
Zhao Rong touched the little red flower in his arms, said something silently in his heart, and turned around to leave.
"Hey, brat!"
A man's voice suddenly came from outside the pavilion behind him.
Zhao Rong looked back.
At the intersection not far away, there was a green man standing with a sword in his arms, looking at him with a smile.
"Well, you stinky boy, let me find you easily! Why is your boy so... in demand?"
Li Bai's tone was both joyful and sad. It took him a long time to organize his words and come up with an adjective of "sought-after".
The man strode into the pavilion and carefully looked up and down at the new Zhao Rong.
Finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Rong thought for a moment, looked at him, and said seriously: "Who are you?"
Li Bai: “…”
He looked at the stunned Zhao Rong, touched his bearded chin, and murmured as he looked at him: "Hey, this kid must have lost his memory, right? Then he owes me one thousand eight hundred and twenty-one dollars."
Spirit stones, and the eighteen pots of Dongcheng Zui Jian Xian’s signature fairy wine…”
Zhao Rong immediately said with a straight face, "Where can this be? Your Excellency must have mistakenly recognized the person. Please take a closer look at this handsome face. If the person you are looking for is as handsome as me, will you still have to pay for drinking?"
Li Bai held his sword in his arms, glanced at him, and pointedly said: "No matter how handsome you become, you are still a brat, right? Once you become handsome, you can cheat, miss, Qian'er still has my uncle's wine, right?"
Zhao Rong blinked.
After some fun, the previous sad mood was relieved a lot
He patted his sleeves and nodded seriously, "Okay, then I'll accept this good man."
With that said, Zhao Rong took out the fine wine from Dali that he had stored in Hanjing from the Xumi things and threw it to the smiling man.
Li Bai was so happy that he patted this brat on the shoulder with his big hand, and said in a funny yet helpless way: "What kind of good guy and bad guy is sweating? Call me uncle!"
The two of them laughed, left the pavilion in tacit agreement, and walked down the mountain.
Li Bai turned to look at him, his smile subdued and said: "Boy Zhao, I know everything. After you teleported Qian'er out, she hurriedly informed the lady and me. Later..."
He briefly explained to Zhao Rong what happened later that he didn't know about.
Speaking of the latter part, the man paused and said seriously: "Uncle Bai, I was careless this time. I shouldn't have relaxed my vigilance and left after the Fengchan ceremony, which gave the thieves an opportunity to take advantage of...
Please apologize sincerely...
"In addition, what happened in the main hall of the imperial mausoleum, together with the young lady and Qian'er, I also heard from Zhu Yourong who witnessed it. Your boy did it..."
He paused and nodded vigorously, "It's very impressive. Not only did he survive a desperate situation, but he also managed to kill him in a thrilling way. Hearing the Fuyao Killing Golden Pill."
On the way down the mountain, Zhao Rong smiled softly and shook his head.
He raised his hand and rubbed his face again.
"Qingjun, and...Mr. Zhu, are they all here..."
He put down his hand and suddenly said: "How did Uncle Bai find the pavilion just now?"
Li Bai glanced at Zhao Rong calmly.
Surprisingly, he discovered that this boy's calm and searching eyes could bring him a sense of oppression.
I don’t know if it was because he experienced a dangerous incident where he escaped from death and had another adventure, and his whole body took on a new look...
Li Bai muttered in his heart, but smiled on his face.
The man originally wanted to go through the teleportation circle in the main hall of the underground palace of the Imperial Tomb and enter the ruins of Wangque City to find Zhao Rong. However, because he lacked the blood of Li Nu to activate the mechanism, he made a temporary trip and came to Jiyue Mountain to find a Li Nu.
The girl doll lends her a few drops of blood.
However, after arriving at the Moon Festival Mountain, Li Bai suddenly remembered that when he left the ruins of Wangque City after meeting with Li not long ago, he walked through an ancient magic circle that could be teleported to the Moon Festival Mountain. So, would Zhao Rong
It's possible that after being rescued by Luo Xiu and the others, they sent him out via the same route.
So after Li Bai collected a few drops of Li Nu's blood, he followed his memory and returned to the 'exit pavilion', preparing to take a look and leave a mark.
Unexpectedly, he had just arrived and met Zhao Rong who was in a daze in the pavilion.
It's almost impossible to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there.
So the man blinked and silently put away the porcelain bottle containing the blood of the divorced daughter...
Now, facing Zhao Rong's inquiry and gaze on the mountain road, Li Bai changed his explanation, but he didn't say it was a mistake, but he said it was my uncle's clever plan...
In addition, Li Bai also told Zhao Rong the same rhetoric he had told Zhao Lingfei and others in the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum.
The general meaning is that the Lidi ancient force to which the divorced women who rescued Zhao Rong in the imperial mausoleum belong has some cooperation and business dealings with their own Qinglianju. He followed Zhao Rong to Dali this time, in addition to protecting him.
In addition, we are still discussing business with this 'local ancient force'...
Explanations like this.
During the narration process, Li Bai actually kept observing Zhao Rong's expression calmly.
Because the man was not sure what Zhao Rong had experienced in the ruins of Wangque City, whether Luo Xiu and other Li women had revealed to him some of the details and secrets of this 'local ancient force'.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible, because no matter how you look at it, Zhao Rong is just an outsider who got involved, and the divorced women under 'Li' are not so ignorant of the rules...
Zhao Rong listened carefully. He didn't show any fluctuations in his face during the whole process. He calmly asked a few questions about what he didn't understand, which made Li Bai relax and there was no doubt that he was there.
But where did the man holding the sword come from? The calm Confucian scholar in white clothes leaving the ruins in front of him had already fully understood the secret situation of the Great Li under the dome of the glazed crescent moon not long ago.
The details of this ‘local ancient force’ mentioned by Li Bai were clearly deduced.
Therefore, the words of a man can be said to be full of loopholes in Zhao Rong's ears.
However, he remained quiet, nodded and listened, without revealing anything.
Many previous signs had already made the sensitive Zhao Rong aware of some special quirks in the second wife of the Duke of Jingnan, his adopted aunt-in-law.
There are some special and unusual people surrounding him, Qingjun, and Qianer, protecting them as they grow...
It's just that Zhao Rong sees through these things but doesn't tell them.
He still needs some more time to observe and confirm some things.
At this moment, Li Bai finished explaining, Zhao Rong pretended to be digested and calmed down, nodded, "Let's go, Uncle Xiao Bai, let's go back to the underground palace of the Imperial Tomb, don't let Qing Jun, Xiao Qian'er, and...Mr. Zhu wait in a hurry. They are impatient.
I probably don’t know you found me yet.”
Li Bai nodded, but glanced at Zhao Rongying's new and vigorous appearance, the small white jade sword floating on his shoulder, and the empty scabbard on his waist.
He suddenly asked: "Have you met the divorced girl named Luo Xiu?"
Zhao Rong nodded and glanced at Uncle Bai, not surprised that he had seen and known Luo Xiu.
In Xingzi Town before, Li Bai followed him the whole time.
When Zhao Rong "released" the pure white Han Palace Luo Xiu, the man was also there...
Li Bai showed a little hesitation on his face, as if he wanted to remind him something.
On the mountain road, Zhao Rong is wearing white clothes and black hair. Both his clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, not tied up, and are floating slightly.
He didn't look at Li Bai next to him.
Zhao Rong knew that he wanted to mention the matter of Luo Xiu and Chun Baihan Palace, and reminded him to quickly think of a "kind word" to deal with Qingjun and Qian'er when he went back.
At this time, he silently took out the Confucian scholar's turban from the sumeru object and expertly tied his jet-black hair into a crown.
When tying up his hair, Zhao Rong raised his head slightly, revealing a thin and handsome face with sharp edges and clear features like a sculpture.
Like the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he is heroic and dashing.
This attracted the side glances of the string-stringed maidens who passed by them on the surrounding mountain roads.
For a moment, there were actually many arrogant and beautiful Li Nu who stood there, staring directly at Zhao Rong, their eyes fixed on his face and unable to move away...
It seems... so handsome that it affects the traffic on the road.
Li Bai: “…”
Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head and said: "Thank you, Uncle Xiaobai. I have a sense of propriety."
Li Bai nodded, "That's fine. I won't say much, but it's you two..."
He paused and silently changed his name: "...the life of a young family of four."
Zhao Rong: "......???"
A small family of four?
Who are he, Qingjun, Qianer, and Li Bai?
Zhao Rong did not think of Zhu Yourong for a moment.
The main reason is that he didn't know that not long ago, three women had secretly broke out into a small Shura field in the imperial mausoleum...
Just when Zhao Rong wondered if Li Bai had learned about Su Xiaoxiao's affairs from somewhere.
Li Bai calmly looked at the looks of Li Nu from all directions.
Well, all of them perfectly passed over the master, and none of them fell on the brat next to him who could make Li Nu's heart flutter even if he frowned.
Currently, because the two of them are close to the top of Jiyue Mountain, many string-stringed girls belonging to the Ensemble Division are passing by on this mountain road...
Walking with Zhao Rong, Li Bai felt a little pressure.
Well, it's really just a little bit.
So he resolutely proposed to return to the imperial mausoleum immediately, and Zhao Rong had no objection.
The man holding the sword put his hand on the white-clothed scholar's shoulder and led him away in the wind.
Only a group of divorced women were left there, feeling lost and reluctant to leave.
The air in the place was silent for a moment. The girls looked at me and I looked at you, and they seemed to have noticed their rude and inappropriate reactions just now.
The atmosphere was quite awkward, and then they all ran away quickly with red cheeks.