Lan Rumei stared at Ye Cheng with disbelief at the moment. It had only been half an hour since he left. When he walked into the room just now, he almost scared herself to death, and she still hasn't recovered yet.
Ye Cheng picked up the wine glass next to him and drank it up happily. He looked at the secret book in his hand comfortably and felt proud in his heart. Finally, his hard work was not in vain. With these things, it was worth it.
Throwing "Taiyi Xuan Gong" to Lan Rumei, she said with a smile: "You guys can take care of this. If I guess correctly, it is probably Kunlun's inner skill and mental method, and the effect should be very good!"
Ghost Face (Epic): Bloodthirsty Desire, Redemption in Killing, The Forgotten King Anonymous: Hidden character name Bloodthirsty: Qi gathering speed +30% Killing: For every person killed within ten seconds, arm strength increases by one point, lasting ten seconds
Ye Cheng played with the mask in his hand. It was crystal clear and bright, with alternating red and black colors. It looked breathtakingly beautiful. After making up his mind, he directly covered his face with the mask.
Instantly, a burning sensation came from the Dantian area, like a fireball being placed in the lower abdomen, causing the zhenqi gathered there to boil and flow crazily along the meridians, a feeling of eating hot pot in winter.
The feeling filled Ye Cheng's heart and he couldn't help but moan.
"ah--"
Ye Cheng was immediately awakened by Lan Rumei's frightened voice, and then slowly opened his eyes. When he entered his eyes, he felt that what he saw became clearer, and he quickly asked: "What's wrong?"
Lan Rumei stared at his mask blankly for a while, then whispered: "Just now I wanted to reach out and take the mask from your face, but the pattern on it seemed to move, like a devil, so it scared me.
Jump."
"Oh?" Ye Cheng took off the mask with his backhand, and after a while he said, "Nothing has changed. Maybe you are too nervous. You should rest more!"
Ye Cheng smiled slightly, put the mask on his face again, held it lightly with his right hand, closed his eyes and enjoyed the turbulent flow of Qi in his body, and sighed: "This thing is really good, what if I meet Honghua now?"
Ghost Mother, I’m sure she won’t be as miserable as she was just now!”
Having said that, he gently placed his right hand on a stool and exhaled a little internal energy. When he retracted his hand, there was no abnormality in the stool. From the outside, it looked as good as ever.
Lan Rumei stretched out her fingers curiously and touched the stool lightly, making a "squeak" sound. In her surprised eyes, the stool turned into a pile of pieces of wood, which was simply unbelievable.
"Did you focus on your boxing skills from last time? Why are you so exaggerated?"
Ye Cheng was very satisfied with the destructive power this time, shook his head and said: "That realm is placed on the golden bell, otherwise I will definitely not be able to survive today's two battles. As long as I can rush to the next realm, my golden bell
The shield will reach the realm of great success, and then the defense power will increase exponentially!"
Lan Rumei said in surprise: "Is it so powerful? The Golden Bell is just an advanced martial arts!"
"You don't know anymore!" Ye Cheng said proudly: "The golden bell of the Grandmaster Realm is the reduced version of Shaolin's number one body protection magical skill, the Vajra Indestructible Body. Even ordinary swords can't even think of hurting me!"
"Normal swords can't hurt you?" Lan Rumei stared at him in disbelief and smiled, "Isn't that too exaggerated!"
Ye Chen chuckled and said: "Of course, I mean those who are not strong in skills will definitely not be able to break it! But for those peerless masters, it is just a matter of waving their hands twice more!"
Lan Rumei felt much happier when she saw Ye Cheng shrunk, and asked with a smile: "Then we can have a good rest today, and we can go back to hand in the task tomorrow morning. The harvest this time is too great, and with the addition of practice
Nishang’s swordsmanship will greatly improve our strength!”
Ye Cheng nodded and sighed: "You must also seize the time and practice your martial arts as soon as possible. Players' strength will also improve by leaps and bounds. A new era is coming!"
Lan Rumei smiled and said: "Don't worry, if you still can't stand out despite having so many excellent martial arts skills, aren't we trying to make you look down upon!"
Ye Cheng smiled slightly and didn't say much. He sat on the window sill and silently worked on his mental skills to recover the injuries that had not yet fully healed. With this ghost face, he obviously felt that the speed of recovery of his true energy seemed to have accelerated.
When Ye Cheng opened his eyes again, it was already bright. He stood up and saw Lan Rumei still asleep on the bed. He couldn't help but walked over gently and looked down at this stunningly beautiful woman. For a moment, he was like
She was so mesmerized that she didn't even notice her eyelashes twitching slightly twice.
It wasn't until a carrier pigeon flew into the house that he woke up Ye Cheng. He opened the letter, glanced at it, and immediately woke up Lan Rumei. The latter couldn't help pretending anymore, so she turned over and sat up. Ye Cheng's loose nightgown still made her wake up.
His eyes lit up, after all, no one is used to sleeping in a suit of armor.
Lan Rumei didn't seem to notice, she took the letter and looked at it, her brows furrowed, a flash of white light flashed, she had already put on the set of fantasy snow armor, and said urgently: "Go back quickly, at this time, the most important person to gain the reputation of the sect is
If you have a good time and perform well, you can still get the attention of the sect."
Ye Cheng didn't say much, nodded slightly, and the two hurriedly left the restaurant, got on their horses, and left quickly under the envious eyes of everyone.
Time was urgent this time, and the gap between the two horses was immediately apparent. After running for two hundred miles, Ta Xue under Lan Rumei's crotch finally couldn't support it anymore, but Shadow Hoof was still full of momentum, not tired at all.
However, Ye Cheng had no choice but to ask Lan Rumei to come over, and the two of them rode on the same horse, and it was rare that Shadow Hooves didn't stumble.
It was the first time for the two of them to have such close contact. They were a little uncomfortable at first, but as the mountain road turned twists and turns, Ye Cheng took the initiative to hold Lan Rumei into his arms and said softly: "It's done, don't be dumped."
Get down!"
Lan Rumei's body trembled violently and became very stiff. After a long time, she gradually relaxed and tried to slowly lean her back against his chest. A gentle warm current followed and she moved slightly.
He leaned his body in a more comfortable position and asked softly: "Do you still want to be single forever?"
Ye Cheng said slowly after a long while: "I don't know, I can't forget her! What about you? Will you start over?"
Lan Rumei's face looked a little gloomy, she shook her head and said, "I don't know either!"
After a few breaths, she said slowly: "Ye Cheng, it's a bit cold!"
Ye Cheng's heart fluttered slightly. After a long time, he wrapped Lan Rumei in a wide black robe and hugged her gently with both arms. They never said a word between them, just a quiet half-moon.
Hold it and quietly enjoy the peace of this moment.
The journey of more than five hundred miles involves encountering mountains, crossing mountains, and crossing rivers. That is to say, relying on the strength of the shadow hooves, if it were replaced by an ordinary horse, it would have died of exhaustion on the road.
Finally, in the afternoon, the two of them climbed up Tomur Peak and arrived at the gate of the Eagle Palace. There was not a single player or NPC along the way, not even the child guarding the gate.
Lan Rumei couldn't stay in Ye Cheng's arms anymore, so she turned over and jumped down, calling out Ta Xue, leading her in front and running towards the inner hall.
Passing through the houses and buildings, the inner palace of the Lingjiu Palace is already in front of you. Two lifelike flying crane sculptures stand on both sides of the gate. The three-foot-high iron-red gate suddenly opens. Looking inside, it is dark.
The figures gathered together, and there were even many people standing on the roofs nearby, cheering loudly for a while, and sighing for a while.
Naturally, few people would notice the arrival of Ye Cheng and Lan Rumei, and the sound of swords clashing in the field was getting faster and faster. It was obvious that the fight had reached a critical moment. The dense crowd, except for
There was a heavy gasp, but there was no sound at all. He stared at the fight in the field.
Ye Cheng simply flew up and stood on the horse, and then he saw the fight in the field. A man wielding a sword, he looked very handsome, but it was a pity that his slightly gloomy eyes destroyed the original masculine momentum, but his men
His strength is really good. He turned around and asked Lan Rumei, who was also imitating him: "Who is this man? His swordsmanship is good. If it were you before, you might not be able to survive fifty moves under him!"
"No matter how strong the vast sea of smoke is, why don't we let a woman beat me down now?" Lan Rumei showed displeasure, pointing at the woman in the field with both hands, frowning and said: "But that woman's sword skills are really powerful.
, are the disciples of Tianya Hai Pavilion already so strong?"
"Tianya Hai Pavilion?" Ye Cheng became interested and said with a smile: "Is he your old enemy of Lingjiu Palace?"
Lan Rumei sighed: "Yes, Tong Lao's junior sister left the Lingjiu Palace in anger because she did not compete for the position of palace master, and established the Tianya Hai Pavilion to establish her own business. She even said that she was talented
He is the orthodox master of Lingjiu Palace. According to the four guardians of Mei Lan, Zhu and Ju, over the years, Tianya Hai Pavilion will send some disciples to challenge every year, but they always lose more than they win!"
Ye Cheng said with a smile: "That may not be the case this year. I think this disciple of Tianyahai Pavilion has a solid foundation in swordsmanship and a calm and calm demeanor. This Hanhai Yanbo may be defeated if he tries a hundred more moves! It's a pity that you are so drunk.
The guest is not here, otherwise we can turn the tide."
"How is it?" Lan Rumei asked excitedly, "How about I go up and try?"
"Do you want to give it a try?" Ye Cheng frowned, thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, okay, but you have to remember that Tianya Haige and Lingjiu Palace come from the same family, and they can also use the moves you know.
Yes, only by taking the wrong side of the sword can you win unexpectedly, otherwise it will just be a competition of internal strength in the end!"
Lan Rumei nodded lightly, and silently filtered what she had learned in her heart, preparing to take action after the vast sea of smoke loses. It is not that she is trying to be brave, but that her strength has also grown rapidly recently. This kind of competition is
The best way to test your strength.
Just when she was calming down, a new situation finally emerged in the battle.
Hanhai Yanbo used a sword move to make him old, and finally his opponent caught the opportunity. He raised the long knife and hit the tip of the sword. He took advantage of the trend and swung the long sword away. As the woman's body rotated, the long knife followed the trend.
He turned around and immediately left dozens of stab wounds on Hanhai Yanbo's body. Fortunately, his opponent didn't want his life, otherwise he would have been cut into two pieces at this moment.
The woman shook her long knife, put the back of the knife on Hanhai Yanbo's neck, and shouted coldly: "Isn't there a decent master in Lingjiu Palace? Bring some carrots and cabbage out. I think it's better to let your four guardians come out to save the money."
It’s so embarrassing!”
Although there were thousands of disciples from Lingjiu Palace around him, no one spoke. The recognized masters in the sect were all defeated by others. What else could I say? I just sighed in my heart that I was not good at what I had learned and could not go on stage to turn the tide.
Earn face for the sect.
"Whoosh-ding-"
A long sword cut through the sky like lightning and was nailed to the bluestone-paved competition ground. The antique hilt showed its extraordinary quality, like a lonely and refined plum blossom, standing proudly on the top of the Tianshan Mountains.
