Helian Yunyun stood outside the tent of a gorgeous house, feeling the wind coming and going freely on the river viewing platform. In front of her, there was a half-kneeling black figure, silent and not making any sound.
The shadow of the lamp swayed on the tent, like a ghost with teeth and claws.
The duel inside was presided over by Namodo, the golden-crowned priest. Yuwenduo, Naliang, and the living god envoy Cang Meng were all watching the battle inside.
As the Daimu Princess, Helian Yunyun will never interfere with the outcome.
She has her own boundaries.
For example, she could give Zhao Rucheng a chance to compete in the Yellow River Tournament, she could force Jin Ge to accept the challenge on the eve of the main competition, and she could let Namodo come out to preside over the duel in the middle of the night...
But he would not reveal Jin Ge's strength to Zhao Rucheng, let alone force Jin Ge to admit defeat.
She absolutely respects the duel itself and the outcome of a fair duel.
This is the tradition of the grassland, and it is also the history that the Helian family must maintain.
but……
What gave those people the courage to have no fear of the Supreme Court?
Helian Yunyun looked away and said quietly: "Find the person who gave Zhao Rucheng a gift, chop it into pieces and feed it to the wolves."
The half-kneeling shadow said nothing and disappeared into the darkness.
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In the middle of the street.
Jiang Wang was practicing silently in his room.
Tuk tuk tuk……
The sound of knocking on the door sounded.
The voice-hearing fairy state that was instantly activated had informed Jiang Wang who the person outside the door was.
He was a little surprised.
Qiao Lin is a talkative person, but besides talking a lot, he is actually very well-behaved and should not disturb him while he is practicing.
“Come in,” he said.
Wearing the standard battle armor of the Tianfu Army, Qiao Lin walked into the room with a strange look on his face: "Someone asked me to hand something over to you."
Jiang Wang looked over: "What is it?"
Qiao Lin handed over a slender brocade box and couldn't help but admired: "You are so awesome!"
Jiang Wang thought he was talking about his own strength, but he was not modest at all. He took the brocade box in one hand and said: "You will get something if you work hard. You can do it if you work harder."
Jolin was simply in awe.
You are worthy of being the pride of the country!
Also work hard in cultivation and work hard in hooking up with beauties.
In fact, when he just met the beautiful woman whose face was covered by a gauze veil outside, he was already shocked and speechless.
Especially that the great beauty asked him by name to give this gift to Jiang Wang, a man from Qingyang Town in Daqi.
In his heart, he looked up to Sir Jiang with great admiration.
I didn’t even see you guys getting in touch, yet we hooked up!
No wonder Sir Jiang dismissed his reminder while watching the game.
What level of person is Mr. Jiang?
He is simply a master of flowers and a hero in love. If you are like him and can only stare at others, your price will be much lower!
“I will work hard and follow your example!” Qiao Lin vowed.
Jiang Wang glanced at him inexplicably, feeling that this boy's flattery skills had declined somewhat today. Why was he so exaggerated?
But Qiao Lin had already left the room full of reverence and high spirits.
Jiang Wang shook his head and casually untied the butterfly-shaped ribbon on the brocade box.
Opening the brocade box, you can see a rolled piece of light blue paper inside, tied with a cloud-colored thread.
With something in his mind, he stretched out his fingers and touched the cloud-colored thread lightly, and saw that the thread dispersed into clouds and curled away.
Unfold this piece of light cyan paper, and there will be lines of cool and beautiful words appearing on the paper.
"This is a note with the same character, and it can be effective within a hundred miles. The word Ying is based on this note, and there is no fluctuation in Daoyuan, so there is no risk of being noticed by others."
Start a new line
“Green rain above the clouds.”
Then the characters disappeared one by one.
This light cyan paper still looks smooth and traceless.
After taking out the note with the same character, there was still a pen with a light halo and a colorless tip lying in the brocade box.
Jiang Wang smiled, took the paper and pen, stood up and sat at the desk, smoothed it out, and slowly wrote: "Little Jiang under the maple tree already knows. Fellow Daoist Ye, haven't you rested yet?"
As the words on the paper disappeared one by one, he knew that they should have appeared on another piece of paper with the same word.
This kind of experience is novel and interesting, and this kind of artifact is also a beautiful part of the extraordinary world.
ginyan from
After a while, new words appeared on the paper
"An'an stayed in Lingxiao's secret realm to practice. My father said that the Yellow River Meeting was too crowded, so he didn't bring her here. Uncle A Chou and Little Wang will stay with her at home, so there won't be any problem. Also, let's come to the River Viewing Platform
On the way, I met Du Ruhui. You have to be careful."
Jiang Wang wrote back: "With the care of fellow Daoist Ye, I feel relieved that An An is in Lingxiao Pavilion. Regarding Zhuang Guo's team, Pavilion Master Ye has reminded me. I also saw Lin Zhengren before. I will handle it easily."
Ye Qingyu wrote: "Do you know the person Du Ruhui brought?"
Although she had never heard of the name Lin Zhengren, when Jiang Wang said this, she could naturally react. This Lin Zhengren was the elegant young man next to Du Ruhui.
Jiang Wang replied: "He is a very cunning person and very difficult to deal with."
The resting place of Lingxiao Pavilion is an exclusive small area in the west area.
Ye Lingxiao was so wealthy that he directly put in several sets of "Yunyou Houses" made by the Mohist family, and they were the most luxurious ones. They could be put in and used immediately, filling up the space.
As a neutral country, the Yun Kingdom does business all over the world and maintains good relations with many countries. Of course, because it adheres to the principle of neutrality, it cannot go one step closer and reach an agreement such as an alliance.
It is limited to business cooperation only.
These few days at Guanhe Terrace were rare for Master Ye Dazhen. They were not enough leisurely days. They were so busy that they never touched the ground.
At this moment, Ye Qingyu was sitting on a soft and wide cloud, writing a reply slowly.
The white glass table is covered with light cyan paper. Regular characters flow slowly on the paper.
Eh?
Look at Jiang Wang's evaluation of the young man next to Du Ruhui, and then connect it with the appearance of this man's honesty and elegance.
Can't help but shake his head.
Lin Zhengren is really a Zhuang Chen with a "good foundation and a bright future"! He is exactly the same as Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui.
She thought for a while and wrote: "I thought he was a solid and kind person, but it turns out he is extremely hypocritical. But the road is broad, the dragon is high in the sky, and the flies are no longer seen."
“I will bear in mind the reminder from fellow Taoists. I should move forward bravely and not get bogged down in the mud. One day, I will rise to the sky, and I will move mountains to fill it again.”
Ye Qingyu looked at this neat row of words and seemed to see the clean and calm eyes again.
She wrote: "It's getting late, so I'll stop writing for now. Please continue to practice and work harder."
after awhile.
A column of characters appears on the note with the same character
“The road is long, let’s share our encouragement with fellow Taoist Ye.”
Ye Qingyu gently rolled up the note with the same character and tied it carefully with a cloud thread.
Lean back with a smile on your lips, and sink into the clouds comfortably...
The road is long, and the companions are two or three sons.
The floating life is like a dream, and there is light in the long night.
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(At the end of the letter, I sometimes write, "If you see swan geese, please send a reply." This is where the title of this chapter comes from.)
