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Chapter nine hundred and first sword fight

Li Luo didn't comment, and didn't have any strange feelings. Li Xuanci felt reassured and said goodbye.

After Li Xuanci left Qiminglou, Leng Bing found Li Luo in the study and asked in a cold voice: "No more checking?"

Li Luo sighed, shook his head and said: "We can't investigate any more. If we continue the investigation, it will really hurt Da Gan's roots. Da Gan now can't afford such a disturbance."

"Humph, maybe Emperor Wanlong can't afford it."

Li Luo smiled bitterly, feeling speechless. He was so cold and intelligent, how could he not see these mysteries.

If it weren't for the hint of intention shown by Emperor Wanlong, Li Xuanci would not have dared to close the case lightly even if he had the courage to do so. After this investigation, Emperor Wanlong was frightened.

Li Luoqiang braced himself, not having any dissatisfaction because of the cold and disrespectful words, and said loudly: "After this incident, the Holy One will definitely be on guard at all times. If this person tries to plot against me again, he will probably not do so within three to five years."

Make trouble again."

"Do you have an idea?"

Li Luo smiled softly and said, "I have some clues."

"King Mingwu may have a hand in scheming against you, but he is definitely not the only one. It involves several princes in the palace. Since you already have a clue, there is no need for me to say anything.

It's just that this person's power is not much smaller than yours. The sword in your hand is unstoppable. However, there are many resistances when wielding it in Zhuo City. There are many civil and military officials in the court, and there are many people who are indifferent to each other, and they are standing beside you.

People here may not be able to be honest with you, so be careful."

Li Luo was startled and looked at Leng Bing in astonishment. Leng Bing didn't speak much and rarely spoke so earnestly. Could it be that Leng Bing had other plans.

Leng Bing looked at Li Luo and was speechless for a long time. After a while, the ice-like face melted away like the spring breeze.

Li Luo was inexplicably hurt and said sadly: "You want to leave?"

Leng Bing said calmly: "You guessed it."

"when?"

"Leave tonight."

Li Luo swept away the reluctance between his brows and laughed loudly: "Okay, I'll see you off."

Leng Bing looked at Li Luo, smiled, and suddenly laughed wildly, shouting: "Li Luo, you are worthy of my friendship with you."

"The sky is high and the sky is far away. If your brother wants to leave, but your brother won't stay, don't forget to come back and see me."

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law." Leng Bing waved her sleeves, but the warmth in the corners of her eyes lingered.

"I have nothing but swords in this life. Li Luo, if you call me brother, I will treat you as my brother. If the Da Gan court cannot accommodate you, you might as well fight with me and be proud of the world. I will wait for you."

Li Luo's eyes were a little moist, and he smiled heartily and said: "I am the illustrious Dingtian King of Dagan. If you take me to travel around the world, wouldn't it be inconvenient to go anywhere?"

"Haha, your status as a prince is just like dirt in my eyes, so what should I worry about?" Leng Bing said with a smile, paused slightly after speaking, reached out to grab Li Luo's shoulders, and continued warmly, "Be careful yourself.

, don’t let me down.”

Li Luo raised the corner of his mouth, showing a rare bohemian look, and said with a smile: "You are looking down on me."

Leng Bing smiled, shook his head and said: "If I looked down on you, I would not answer your call of brother." After saying that, he stood up and shouted, "Goodbye."

"Wait a minute." Li Luo quickly stood up and looked at Leng Bing with bright eyes.

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes, if you want to travel around the world, there is one thing I want to tell you."

Leng Bing was stunned and asked: "What's the matter?"

Li Luo told Leng Bing all the past events about the ghost ship in the East China Sea, the ancient tomb at Immortal Peak, the ruined city of Mukuo, and the Taoist Temple Book of Heaven.

Leng Bing's expression condensed, these wild things were connected together, and it seemed that there was something bigger and bigger than a country's secret hidden in it.

Leng Bing looked at Li Luo playfully and said calmly: "Do you want me to check it out?"

Li Luo shook his head and chuckled: "I have my own plan, no need for Brother Leng to distract me, but if you want to try the sword, this is the place to go."

"Okay, it seems interesting." He smiled coldly and arrogantly, but didn't take it to heart at all.

"I don't know what year or month we meet again. I would like to ask Brother Leng to say goodbye in the front yard."

Leng Bing's eyes lit up and he laughed and said: "Okay, this parting gift is quite unique. I'll try to see how good your sword skills are." After that, he left first.

Li Luo passed the checkpoint and followed him.

When we arrived at the front yard, it was already dark and many people had already taken a rest.

Gan Qi is still patrolling the courtyard, and the responsibility of guarding the abandoned building now mostly falls on the girls of Hongchen Palace.

Gan Qi saw Leng Bing and Li Luo walking over one after the other, clasped their fists and saluted, and then heard Li Luo say harmoniously: "Miss Gan, hold the lamp."

Gan Qi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask any more questions. He called a few junior sisters to help him and lit the lights in the front yard.

Leng Bing glanced at Gan Qi and said coldly: "You stay here."

Gan Qi was startled, not understanding what he meant, and looked at Li Luo doubtfully. Li Luo said with a smile: "Don't get too close."

Gan Qi seemed to realize something, so he stepped back a few feet, and whispered to the junior sisters beside him, asking them to quickly wake up the junior sisters who had already rested.

Leng Bing's long sword was unsheathed, and the sword energy soared into the sky. Not to be outdone, Li Luo jumped into the palm of his hand with the Ming Hong Dao. He threw Dang Guan aside and looked at Leng Bing and the long sword in his hand.

Leng Bing roared loudly, and the sword was like a Jinghong, piercing the whole world, intertwined with the Minghong Dao in Li Luo's hand.

Leng Bing's long roar shocked everyone in the house. Gu Lianglei and Duanmu Shenzhou also rushed to the front yard and stared intently at the fight between dragons and tigers.

The sword reflects the cold, like flying snow and ice, soaring up to the sky with the force of the sword; the sword overcomes the blood, like a demonic shadow in the deep sea, turning and moving, with murderous intent everywhere.

This evenly matched sword fight made the people in the Qiming Tower mesmerized by the sight, and they could hardly breathe. They never thought that the sword could be used like this, and that the sword could be so mysterious and unpredictable.

The Minghong Sword is based on the Yin and Yang Jue and the Ten Dharma. The Great Luo Sword has no trace of concealment, and its moves are fierce and fierce. There is a hint of Taoist freedom in the coldness. It is a move when you pick it up, and it is a move when you leave it casually.

But this green long sword has never been at a disadvantage. It is like the ice on the tens of thousands of mountains. Despite the blizzard and the snow, it remains as aloof as before. It does not seek the way of heaven, but seeks a way of swordsmanship. All methods are unified, only in one.

sword.

The women in the palace of mortals all use swords as weapons, which confirms Leng Bing's artistic conception of swordsmanship at this moment. Everything he has learned in the past shows signs of enlightenment. Different fortunes, different eyesight, and different feelings have different depths. But such a vivid sword fight, looking at the entire

Da Gan is rarely seen.

Gan Qi's eyes flashed, as if he wanted to memorize every move Leng Bing made, but if Leng Bing's sword could be memorized after just a few glances, it would not be Da Gan's Emperor's Sword.

Gan Qi gradually became addicted to it, and at this moment, Gu Liang's tearful voice suddenly came to his ears: "The sword is not a sword, the person is not a person, the Tao is not the Tao, and it cannot be Tao."


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