At this moment, Liang Shaochong forgot about his disguise and the guards around him. He wanted to open his mouth and call out to her loudly, but when he thought of her expression of intimacy with another strange man just now, his heart felt like a knife cutting and his throat was blocked.
I wanted to open my mouth to call but couldn't.
"Do you want to die? How dare you peek!" A cold shout suddenly sounded, followed by a knight in white who immediately rode over, swung the riding crop in his hand, and hit him hard with a crisp "pop" sound.
on the back.[
Young Master Liang was impulsive and motionless, his mind filled with thoughts of Jiang Zhijing talking and laughing with the strange man. The pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart.
It seemed that the commotion outside attracted the attention of the strange man in the car, and a majestic voice came from it.
"Weijian, what's going on?"
The knight in white who had just twitched Liang Shaochong immediately replied respectfully: "Master, it's okay! There was a guy without eyes peeking just now, and I have already taught him a lesson."
"Well, let's go!" the strange man ordered.
"Yes, Master!"
The knight in white immediately rode forward and led the way.
The luxurious carriage slowly passed by Liang Shaochong. At this moment, Jiang Zhijing in the car turned her head, her eyes brightened like autumn water, and she cast her eyes on him, as if she saw someone who was surprised.
But after seeing Liang Shaochong's appearance clearly, her eyebrows could not help but frown, her beautiful eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise, and her face was full of questions, and she turned around to talk and laugh with the strange man.
When Liang Shaochong saw Jiang Zhijing looking at him, his heart began to beat nervously again, and he shouted in his heart: "Miss Zhijing, am I here? Am I here?"
However, why did Ren Liang Shaochong shout so loudly, Jiang Zhijing just looked at Liang Shaochong indifferently, as if seeing a stranger, without any emotion, as if she didn't know him at all, and turned her head again.
It turns out that at this time, Liang Shaochong was not afraid of his true appearance, but put on the Thousand Fantasy Shadow Mask and transformed into Hong Feiyi's face.
"Why didn't I show my true face? If I showed my true face as soon as I entered the city gate, Miss Zhijing must have recognized me just now." Liang Shaochong felt regretful in his heart.
Sometimes, it is difficult to have both ends. If Liang Shaochong reveals his true colors as soon as he enters the city gate, he may be discovered by some disciples of the Meridian Sect before he has even reached the city gate, and he becomes the target of their pursuit. He can follow him now.
Not interested in Jiang Zhijing?
When she thought of Jiang Zhijing talking, laughing, and behaving affectionately with a strange man, she felt a painful tremor all over her body. Her heart felt like it was being filed back and forth with a sharp file. She seemed to have the strength to stand up, took a few steps back, and leaned against a willow tree behind her.
Stopped for breath.
"Brother, are you okay?" There was no word left on the website. An old man with gray eyebrows, high cheekbones, a low bridge of nose, and a kind smile on his face suddenly walked over and asked.
"It's okay!" Liang Shaochong shook his head and said.
"It's okay! You were so bold just now. You actually dared to spy on them. I was so scared that I was stunned? I thought you might be beaten to death by them." The white-haired old man said worriedly.
Liang Shaochong was moved in his heart and asked: "Who are they? How come they are so bold and can kill people at will?" [
"They are members of the Li family. The person in the car just now is the youngest son of Patriarch Li. He took people out to play. Maybe he is in a good mood today. If it were in the past, young man, even if you don't die, at least the skin on your body will be wiped out by them.
Peeled off a layer?" The white-haired old man said again worriedly.
"Is there no king's law?" Liang Shaochong shouted coldly.
The white-haired old man suddenly lowered his voice, looked around carefully, and said softly: "They are the overlords of Huichuan City. They support the sky with one hand. Fa Tian, they are Wang Fa. Even the lord of Huichuan City is from their family."
It's just a dog. What can we common people do to such a person?"
Recalling the formation just now, Liang Shaochong understood something in his heart.
There are ten low-level pulse warriors of the first level of the pulse gate as guards. With this kind of formation, let alone the city lord, even the princes in the dynasty may not have such preferential treatment.
"Even the city lord is a running dog of their family. Is it possible that the dynasty in the central city is allowed to behave like them?" Liang Shaochong said.
The white-haired old man sighed softly and said: "Foreigners, you may not know? This ancestor of the Li family was a great contributor and founder of the Yuluo Dynasty. It can be said that without the Li family, there would be no Yuluo Dynasty. Three
A hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Li family gave birth to a low-level pulse master. He relied on his strong strength to conquer and stabilize this country, but he personally surrendered the country to others."
"You said that the ancestors of the Li family gave birth to a low-level pulse master. Do you know which sect he belongs to?" Liang Shaochong asked with his heart moving again.
The white-haired old man thought for a moment and said: "I heard that he is a disciple of one of the eight sects of Maidao. It seems that his name is Sword. By the way, it is called Pit Sword Sect."
"What? It's a disciple of Pi Jian Sect!" Liang Shaochong was also shocked.
The eight major sects of pulse cultivation represent the eight main vein cultivation traditions and the eight mainstream pulse cultivation concepts in the mainland for five thousand years. They are the holy land of cultivation that all cultivators yearn for in the Zihuan Continent.
The mainstream pulse cultivation concept of the Jie Mai Sect is to cut off the pulse and control the opponent's pulse strength for one's own use. It is a mysterious pulse skill. The Sword Sect has also become one of the eight major sects of the pulse, and its core cultivation method is
The concept of pulse is swordsmanship, and the description of swordsmanship has reached a quite terrifying level.
It is said that the Pier Sword Sect has five core swordsmanship skills, the second one is the earth-level pulse skill, and the third one is the top-level Xuanpin pulse skill.
The white-haired old man said slowly: "Although the ancestor of the Li family is no longer here, and now the Li family has begun to decline, the centipede will never die; the king of the Yuluo Dynasty is still
I am afraid of their three points, and I dare not speak out if I dare to be angry."
"Um!"
Liang Shaochong understood in his heart.
The ancestor of the Li family was once a disciple of the Pied Sword Sect, and was even a lower-level pulse warrior. The Yuluo Dynasty would not fawn over such a person; if the Yuluo Dynasty wanted to gain a firm foothold in the Zihuan Continent, it must
You must rely on the protection of a big sect like Piujian Sect.
At this moment, Liang Shaochong truly understood the benefits of power.
If Liang Shaochong had a powerful sect like the Piercing Sword Sect at this time, all the dynasties and empires in the world would not flock to him to fawn over him and seek his protection.
The white-haired old man seemed to have a lot of topics to talk about, and he seemed to have held back these words for too long. As if he had opened up the conversation box, he slowly said: "Do you know this? The Li family has acted arbitrarily and recklessly in the past hundred years.
Put King Chu in his eyes. Now King Chu can no longer stand it, and has begun to gradually alienate them, moving closer to Ma's Mansion in Fuxingfu City.
"I heard that there is a great genius in the Ma family now, named Ma Jiangshuang. At this time, her current cultivation strength is the highest in our Yuluo Dynasty. Even the current Li family is afraid of her and is not as good as her.
In the future, he will have the opportunity to become a lower-level pulse master, and he will be the patron saint of our Yuluo Dynasty."
"Well, who is this old man? Why do you have to tell me so much? If this old man is a figure in the court, that's fine, but if he is an ordinary civilian, it will not be simple?" Liang Shaochong looked at him in surprise.
The white-haired old man felt a little strange.[
Liang Shaochong had long known about Ma Jiangshuang's cultivation.
About a month ago, this woman appeared in Cuiming Valley.
Since that time, Ma Jiangshuang's cultivation has skyrocketed. In just six months, she has reached the seventh level of the pulse gate and has become an upper-level pulse practitioner. What's more, she also possesses the top-level Huangpin pulse gate.
Among the upper-level pulse warriors, they are almost enemies, and can even challenge the great pulse warriors at the tenth level of the pulse gate.
"Ha ha……"
The white-haired old man seemed to feel Liang Shaochong's strange gaze, and an awkward smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he smiled and said: "Is this old man talking too much? Brother, if we are destined to meet in the future, we will meet again."
After saying that, the white-haired old man swayed, slipped into the crowd, and disappeared.
Although the white-haired old man talked to him a lot, he didn't seem to have any ill intentions, and Liang Shaochong didn't pay any attention to it.
"Um!"
Liang Shaochong suddenly recalled the scene of Jiang Zhijing being intimate with a strange man, and his heart twitched. He couldn't tell whether it was anxiety, fear, or pain.
I just feel that my heart is hollow, like a leaky barrel, more like it has been torn into pieces, the pain is unbearable!
call!
Liang Shaochong suddenly remembered what Wu Baifeng once said to her daughter, that happiness must be pursued by oneself, and everything is in one's own hands. Only one can pursue it, even if it fails, there will be regrets.
"Yes! Happiness depends on one's own efforts! Miss Zhijing, I will not give up." Liang Shaochong's heart was up and down, recalling that shocking glimpse, his self-confidence immediately fully recovered, and he secretly made up his mind.
At this moment, Liang Shaochong realized that Jiang Zhijing had left an indelible shadow in his heart, and it had penetrated deep into his heart. He no longer had the kind of hesitation and uncertainty.
Otherwise, Liang Shaochong would not have seen her with a man, and his heart felt as if it was being cut by a sharp blade and being tortured by fire.
Liang Shaochong turned his head and looked in the direction the carriage was leaving, and found that they had already disappeared into the crowd. He felt anxious and immediately followed without thinking.
Liang Shaochong chased all the way, and after walking for a mile, he found the carriage moving slowly in front of him. He immediately slowed down and continued to follow it leisurely when he was still 800 meters away from the carriage.
"How should I meet Miss Zhijing? If I rush over so rashly, although I can get to know Miss Zhijing, it will seem a bit rude?" Liang Shaochong was thinking about it as he walked.
"Well! I have to think of a sure way to prevent Miss Zhijing from looking down on me." Liang Shaochong's brain was shifting rapidly, thinking about how to talk to Jiang Zhijing. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come.
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