A token of love?

Lu Qingping opened her mouth slightly, surprised at the girl's brain circuit. He couldn't help but touch his nose and said, "This is a bit too shabby to use as a token of love."

The Blood God Son, who was snatched alive and killed by Wen Tianming, was a distraction from the ancient gods and was called shabby in Lu Qingping's mouth.

I don’t know what kind of complicated psychology Wen Tianming would have if he heard this sentence.

"Huh?" the girl giggled, "Is it shabby? No, everything you gave me is a treasure!"

Lu Qingping rolled her eyes and said, "What does this mean? I will give you something better in the future!"

To be honest, he is rich now.

Not to mention possessing the three top inheritances of Jamfu, releasing any of the precious scriptures such as the Saint Gushe, the Human Immortal Martial Arts of Prince Qi and the Killing Fist of My Way will be something that can be overtaken by the world.

If he has the intention in the future, he may not be able to give the girl something better.

The little princess didn't mind how many precious things the boy would give her in the future.

Just hearing the words "I will give you better things in the future" made me smile sweetly.

"Um!"

She has a slender body, her curves have begun to take shape, and her little head is nodding heavily.

"Okay, this is not a place to stay for a long time, let's leave here first!"

The young man looked around.

It's already a mess here.

A grandmaster-level battle, and later a fierce battle with a Jambu Tianjiao like Wen Tianming.

There is no good land left on the top of this sea cliff. There are traces of the raging spiritual energy everywhere, leaving many large pits and gravels.

Also, the bloody corpses of the two masters and a pool of blood mud.

"Now, come up, I'll take you."

The girl directly took Lu Qingping's hand and mounted the flying sword.

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Diaoaoji is not far away.

The battle on that sea cliff finally stopped.

People in the martial arts community around here all felt that the nervousness in their hearts had dropped.

A moment later.

These people's eyes are looking to the sky.

A pair of young men and women drove a sword light, passing over their heads under the moonlight.

At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, the evening breeze was blowing, and the night magpies were croaking, which gave people in the nearby arena a sense of tranquility, beauty, and harmony.

After the sword light disappeared from their sight.

"The one who left seems to be Lu Qingping. Who is the girl who controls the flying sword?"

While Lu Qingping was waiting alone at the edge of the cliff, many people recognized the young man's identity.

Nowadays, Prince Wucheng's Mansion has become the most eye-catching symbol in martial arts circles and battlefields.

Now in the land of Southern Sui Dynasty, Lu Qi is still leading his troops to eliminate the last fish that slipped through the net of the three major families, making sure to eradicate the roots and leave no one behind.

As for the northern border.

The 800,000-strong army of the Northern Tang Dynasty went south, and had already started a battle with 400,000 northern troops in the mountains of Shu.

Against the backdrop of the natural dangers of Shu, under the command of the young general in white, although it was difficult to make any big plans due to the disparity in military strength, he still managed to hold the 800,000-strong army at the border of Shu.

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It has been nearly half a month since we set off from Beitang to the south.

The two armies have been fighting on the border for more than ten days.

At present, Nan Sui is at a huge disadvantage, but it is not completely undefendable.

This depends on the outcome of the decisive battle that actually breaks out next.

Is it because the 800,000-strong army of the Northern Tang Dynasty was defeated, or the northern defense line was broken, and the Southern Sui Dynasty retreated to Longjiang and then held on to this last natural barrier.

In short, as the first heir to the Wucheng Palace, Lu Qingping has already achieved great fame both on the battlefields of the two countries and in the world.

As for the sword-wielding girl.

"That girl seems to be the girl who got off the sword of Master Baimei when he was competing with Ye Taibai more than half a year ago. She seems to be the sister of the current emperor, who was sent to Beitang together with Prince Lu.

Princess Qingyang!"

During the decisive battle in Diaoaoji, some people from this state saw the girl with their own eyes.

Combined with the speculations of Lu Qingping's relatives and friends, the girl's identity is no longer a mystery.

"So what was the battle just now..."

From the fluctuations coming from the battle over there, I'm afraid there was more than one master who took action there.

Look at the rolling blood flowing like clouds.

In the end, the two young men and women left safely.

"Just now, I seemed to have felt the Taoist aura of Daoist Wen from Danxia Paradise. What exactly happened there..."

There are already some people who can't wait to go to the battle scene to observe.

What was found was naturally devastation all over the ground and shocking traces of the battle.

That was simply not a scene that an ordinary grandmaster could create.

Moreover, the most eye-catching thing is the two corpses left at the scene, as well as the pool of blood and mud...

Next to the blood mud, the jet black sickle is very conspicuous.

"This seems to be the palace slave's sickle. The blood mud next to the sickle...could it be..."

Before that, the palace slaves had killed all the geniuses in the world, and only Wen Tianming, Li Buyan, and Yu Xiaoran, who had not been brutally murdered, were the only ones left, and there was Lu Qingping.

People in the Jianghu have long speculated that his next target is most likely to be the crown prince of King Wucheng, Lu Qingping!

But now, what is left on the edge of the sea cliff is the palace slave's sickle and a pool of blood and mud whose identity cannot be identified.

It was Mr. Lu who left safely and gracefully!

There’s almost no guesswork!

The palace slave was killed by Lu Qingping!

And it was directly reduced to a pool of bloody mud!

Local young talents such as Lian Qingqing and Yu Qiu in Yulong Prefecture were ecstatic at this moment.

"That perverted murderer was killed by Lu Shizi!!"

During this period of time, the intimidation that the palace slave has brought to the young geniuses in the entire world is almost like a nightmare.

But now, he is dead!

It is basically confirmed that it was Prince Lu who did it!

The moment they saw the black sickle, I don't know how many young geniuses felt that the world was bright and bright for it!

Except for the palace slave’s sickle and a pool of blood and mud!

"The corpses of two great masters!"

"Is it possible that these two great masters were also killed by Lu Qingping?"

"How inhuman is His Royal Highness, who has only debuted for less than a year?"

"Is he going to be in the top ten of the martial arts list?"

The top ten on the list are all old masters. Ye Taibai, who was number one on the list before, has now reached the end of the line, jumped out of the list, and has been out at sea for several months!

"Speaking of which, the day when Lao Dao Gai Kunlun will be handed over to the sword is coming soon!"

"In nearly half a year, he should have found his ideal candidate soon."

"The old swordsman takes over, who is the new swordsman in the world?"

"Right now, in troubled times, the two countries are at war. The swordsmen in the world are quite a force. After all, there are more swordsmen practicing swordsmanship in the world!"

People from all walks of life gathered on the sea cliff, chatting about one thing or another.

But it has to be said that the candidate for the new sword leader in the world does represent a considerable force.

There are tens of thousands of swordsmen, big and small, in the world. If formed into an army, it will be a key force that can change the outcome of a small battle!

It was just when these people in the world were observing the traces of battle on the cliff and making various sighs.

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To be continued...