Chapter 229: Breaking the Formation in Three Steps
boom!
When the sound of banging on the door rang out, before I had time to react, Qingjun's familiar scolding voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
He turned his head suddenly and subconsciously spoke.
"Qingjun."
At this moment, the door was open, and Qingjun was holding a red lacquered brocade box, standing gracefully on the threshold. Her expression was panicked for a moment, but after seeing him turn around and exclaim, Qingjun's chest
There was a violent ups and downs, and it seemed like he breathed a big sigh of relief.
However, her reddish eyes still made Zhao Rong's heart ache for a moment. He opened his mouth to say something, but Qingjun didn't give him time to react, and turned his head with a cold face.
, her eyes were as sharp as ice picks, piercing her eyes directly towards Yu Huaijin who was standing beside the stone table.
Since Yu Huaijin turned around and met Zhao Lingfei's cold eyes, she never glanced at the other people in the yard. All her attention was focused on this stunning woman who burst in through the door and showed off her sharp edge.
The hand that Yu Huaijin held on to the ruler was behind his back, and the other hand, the forearm, was placed horizontally in front of the abdomen. The small hand that had been hidden in the wide sleeves was exposed for the first time. It was a small part.
The clenched fist is like dazzling white jade.
At this moment, inside Daodongli Xiaozhu.
Two amazing women.
A tall and cool man stood in front of the door.
A short and thin man stood in the courtyard.
The two looked at each other.
A pair of cold and cold eyes.
A pair of waves gradually arise.
But the momentum is evenly matched, and no one is willing to give in.
The atmosphere in Dongli's small building briefly solidified, like a pool gradually freezing in the cold winter months.
And the coldest piece of ice, Zhao Rong felt, was the sight of Qingjun and Yu Huaijin colliding together like lightning, catching him off guard.
The courtyard was quiet, and everyone's attention was focused on the two women who were facing each other tit for tat.
Zhao Rong's open mouth gradually closed, and he wanted to shout: "Madam, help me, be careful of this witch!"
But when I think about it in the blink of an eye, it won’t happen, it won’t happen.
Yu Huaijin didn't have anything good to drink or eat for him, and he ate a piece of cucumber and refused to let him go. He didn't seem to abuse him very much. Uh, does painting count?
But if he shouted "Madam, stop" now, it would definitely be even more inappropriate. Not to mention whether it would cause misunderstandings and make Qingjun think that he was protecting his lover. Qingjun was standing up for him now. Telling her to back off would make Madam wronged.
Chilling.
Several other people in the courtyard were not as troubled as Zhao Rong, but they did not dare to speak out and had different reactions.
Jia Tengying was squatting in the vegetable field. At this moment, a rough man was hiding behind a cabbage, carefully looking at the strange and beautiful woman at the door. This should be the most beautiful woman he has seen on the mountain so far.
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Jia Tengying's eyes were timid, and he felt that this woman, who made him feel ashamed in both her clothes and appearance, was like a three-foot sword with a green edge that was about to be unsheathed. Like a poem he had read, he would be angry the next moment.
Soaring into the sky, the light is as cold as nine continents.
Jia Tengying frowned and looked at Yu Huaijin anxiously. Seeing that her expression seemed calm, he took a breath and calmed down a little for some unknown reason.
Fan Yushu on the other side had nothing to worry about. He sat behind the stone table, burying his head in a pile of books, revealing a bright eye, looking at the two women on the court who were staring at each other with relish. If it weren't for
With his friend Zhao Rong beside him, Fan Yushu could still shout the words "Let's fight, let's fight".
He turned his head and looked at Zhao Lingfei expectantly. Brothers and sisters, come on...
Zhao Rong couldn't think of any suitable words for a moment. He turned and turned his attention to senior brother Li Jinshu who was standing outside the door.
However, before they could exchange glances, one of the two women at the center of the room had already spoken.
Yu Huaijin suddenly said: "Are you Zhao Lingfei of Xiaoyao Mansion in Taiqing?"
Zhao Lingfei was too lazy to answer her words. Seeing that she dared not withdraw from the ceremony that bound Brother Rong'er, Zhao Lingfei stepped out directly.
At this step, the vision is very vivid.
In the center of the courtyard, in a white porcelain bowl placed on the ground, the calm water surface suddenly rippled from the center, one after another at the same interval.
Circular ripples came out of the bowl and immediately dissipated in the air.
At the same time, between Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Rong and others at the stone table, the air in the originally empty courtyard suddenly became denser.
Zhao Lingfei was like a human-shaped ice cube in syrup. The human-shaped outline was formed three fingers apart around her body, creating wrinkles blocked by water waves.
Zhao Lingfei felt this invisible obstacle that was repelling her and trying to unknowingly distort her straight forward pace. Her long autumn eyes narrowed slightly, and the spiritual energy in her body suddenly turned, rushing back and forth in the eight extraordinary meridians and twelve main meridians like a big river.
, it has already plummeted thousands of miles in an instant.
In the small world inside the body, the "spiritual river" washes away the "meridian river", causing thousands of waves to hit the shore and rise up to the blue clouds.
In the heart of the dome, in the lotus pond, the green lotus blossoms slightly, and the flying sword Qingmei is hidden inside. A sword cry resounds through the small world inside the body.
The snow-white waves rushing up to the sea of clouds are the purest water droplets of spiritual energy. Amidst the sound of the sword, a green plum shadow is vaguely born within each water droplet.
Thousands of green plum blossoms did not fall with the water droplets, clouds and rain, but the sword light was released, soaring straight into the sky in an instant, just like heavy rain pouring down into the sky.
Pierce the dome and come out through the body.
In front of the gate of Dongli Xiaozhu, Zhao Lingfei's body suddenly shot out a snow-white sword light, and the sword energy around her body was strong. The three-finger distance outline that was originally highlighted in the "dense air" soared three feet, like a giant's figure.
It is generally expanded several times.
Beside the stone table, Yu Huaijin frowned slightly and stopped talking.
Just the next second.
Zhao Lingfei took another step. For some reason, this step directly covered more than half of the distance, and she was about to reach the stone table.
In the white porcelain bowl in the center of the courtyard, the originally rippling water surface suddenly jumped and rolled, and the light red sake started to boil like boiling hot water.
Yu Huaijin was unhappy. She frowned and disappeared in front of the stone table. The next moment, she suddenly appeared in the center of the courtyard. The white porcelain bowl originally placed on the ground was held steadily in her hand.
Yu Huaijin looked down at the water in the bowl and said softly:
"The light of the lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the surface of the pool that has not been polished."
Words follow the law.
A line of poetry appeared in the air, which was exactly what she was whispering.
This neatly arranged line of poetry, in an instant, was like a pearl with its lines removed, falling into the bowl one by one.
jingle jingle
Big beads and small beads fall into the jade plate.
The water that was boiling a second ago suddenly calmed down as the last "pearl" sank into the water.
Yu Huaijin was holding a bowl with an "Autumn Moon" in it. She raised her head and looked at Concubine Zhao Ling with a face as flat as a lake.
I saw that Zhao Lingfei didn't know when she got up, but she shrank into an inch and returned to the courtyard gate.
No progress has been made.
When Zhao Lingfei saw this, she chuckled. She suddenly raised her hand, stretched out her fingers, and lightly tapped the step between her black hair.
In an instant, the Qingjing that had been swinging suddenly exploded.
The purple energy instantly filled the entire Dongli building.
The entire exterior of the ceremony was covered and surrounded by purple energy.
At a certain moment, the purple energy stagnated somewhere in the formation and gradually penetrated.
Zhao Lingfei narrowed her eyes and her mind moved. The small handleless sword suddenly appeared beside her, and immediately appeared in the loophole where it was held.
Ding!
A strange sound dispersed from nowhere.
It's like a mirror being broken.
Zhao Lingfei took the third step and was already standing beside Zhao Rong.
She looked at Yu Huaijin.
I saw the old-fashioned woman staring down, with the white porcelain bowl in her hand broken.