Chapter five hundred and seventieth one embrace, three beauties
Imperial Tomb and Underground Palace.
Outside the main hall and inside the tomb passage.
There are three women waiting 'patiently'.
"Why isn't Uncle Xiaobai coming back?"
I don’t know how many times Xiao Qianer has said this sentence.
Both Zhao Lingfei and Zhu Yourong were speechless.
No one can answer the girl's question.
At this time, the positions of the three women in the tomb passage are quite interesting.
Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er were standing on one side of the tomb passage, while Zhu Yourong was standing alone on the other side of the tomb passage.
There is a clear distinction between the two parties, and there is some kind of estrangement.
However, because Zhao Rong has not been found for a long time, the urgent matter has not been resolved, and the atmosphere is solemn and tense. They are all rude and do not communicate with each other. It is not impossible, and they can explain it.
However, only they themselves should know what it is like.
At this time, both Zhao Lingfei and Zhu Yourong either closed their eyes or lowered their eyes, communicating with their respective helpers from the outside world.
Not long after, Zhao Lingfei opened her eyes. She was holding the communication jade gourd in her hand, with an unreadable expression on her pretty face.
The news from Mr. Bai was not ideal.
He unexpectedly lost contact with the snow-white sword energy left in the scabbard beside Zhao Rong.
The place in the main hall that the teleportation circle can teleport to may not be as simple as Li Bai said.
But what made Zhao Lingfei look a little more relaxed was that Mr. Bai was now on his way to the imperial mausoleum, and he seemed to have brought a powerful helper, who seemed to be a senior from Tianya Sword Pavilion.
Zhao Lingfei has decided that when Li Bai comes back later, she will directly order him to take her, Mr. Bai, and the seniors of Tianya Sword Pavilion to teleport there.
She couldn't wait any longer. If she destroyed the special custom of the 'local ancient power', she would destroy it.
Concubine Zhao Ling will bear all the consequences alone.
Not far away, a certain woman in a Confucian shirt seemed to have made a similar decision.
From the corner of Zhao Lingfei's eyes, Mr. Zhu, who had a good relationship with her husband, turned around and entered the main hall. He 'inspected' the magic circle without discussing anything with the two of them.
Concubine Zhao Ling didn't say anything until Zhu Yourong left the tomb passage.
She always maintained a consistent calm expression in front of Qian'er and outsiders, but she became a little loose, and a haggard and tired pale look appeared on her pretty face.
Xiao Qian'er couldn't rest for a moment in the tomb passage. She held her husband's broken arm and walked back and forth, staring at the entrance of the tomb passage.
"This is outrageous!"
The girl's peach blossom eyes were red and swollen. She should have looked charming, but instead she had a stern face and gritted her teeth.
The woman with autumn eyes on the side turned her head silently and looked at a bloody handprint left by someone on the wall of the tomb passage next to her.
She raised her hand, shrank it again, and finally covered it with her jade hand. The moment she touched the wall tiles, her fingers trembled. It seemed that the cold touch from the tomb passage wall tiles made the woman with autumn eyes paler.
Somewhat, her body was shaky against the bloody handprint that Zhao Rong had pressed on the wall.
At this moment, Xiao Qian'er, who was walking back and forth in the tomb passage, suddenly stopped.
Nailed in place.
Like a sharp and cold sword.
She was silent for a few breaths, and then walked straight out of the tomb passage without saying a word.
The girl waited no longer.
Holding the severed arm that was almost dripping with blood, she walked directly outside the imperial mausoleum. At the same time, she grabbed a communication jade gourd from her arms to contact a certain "unbelievable" man.
Zhao Lingfei closed her eyes and supported the wall without stopping her.
Xiao Qian'er, who was walking to the entrance of the tomb passage, waited for the communication jade gourd to be connected by someone in the distance, and shouted angrily directly into it:
"You, where did you die? Get back here quickly!"
On the other side of the communication jade gourd, the person who received the girl's angry order seemed to be trying to digest her words.
The atmosphere there became quiet.
Then.
"receive."
There is a man with a magnetic and gentle voice.
It came from the small jade gourd.
However, it struck like a thunderbolt.
The delicate body of the girl holding the broken arm froze on the spot.
It's like a dynamic picture freezes and pauses for an instant.
All of Xiao Qian'er's anger, rudeness and indifference were like a hard fist smashed into a ball of marshmallows.
It was so soft that it no longer had any strength.
The girl's bloodless lips trembled, and she mouthed, "...I..."
There was only one word left in my throat that I was willing to squeeze out.
The originally angry and indifferent girl suddenly squatted down, holding the jade gourd in her hand, and whispered: "Brother Rong'er, you... where are you..."
Her tone was tearful, with half-part joy and three-thirds pleading.
It seemed that he was deeply afraid that if his voice got a little louder, he would scare away the man on the other side of the communication jade gourd.
At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling in the tomb passage and Zhu Yourong in the main hall instantly noticed something unusual about Zhao Qian'er.
Although they could not hear the private voice transmission in the communication jade gourd, they immediately noticed Xiao Qian'er's sudden change in reaction and weakened tone.
The two girls instantly came to the side of the little girl who was clutching the jade gourd, and held their breath for a moment.
At this time, they had all forgotten the previous estrangement and rejection.
The man on the other side of the communication jade gourd smiled, and a message came, "You idiot, second lady, look ahead."
Xiao Qian'er's eyes were red and she immediately raised her head.
The next second, in the darkness at the end of the tomb passage, a stream of light flew towards the three women at a very fast speed, and then suddenly hovered in front of Xiao Qian'er's eyes.
This is a small white jade sword with strange moon patterns.
At this moment, it was trembling happily and spinning happily around the hostess.
"Autumn...swing..."
Xiao Qian'er was stunned, the familiar and mysterious connection between her and the swing was faintly restored in her heart.
It's like a pond that has been dry for a long time, and living water is introduced again.
At this time, as if they noticed something, the three women suddenly turned their heads together, their beautiful eyes widened, and they looked towards the deep tomb passage where the swing appeared.
In the darkness there at this moment, a young Confucian scholar in white clothes and a jade crown was walking towards me with a smile.
He held the exquisite jade gourd with one hand and the brand new sword scabbard at his waist with the other.
Behind him, there was a man with a green body and a sword.
But at this moment, it is obvious that the three women's attention has not been given to the latter at all. He is an old outsider and the man is used to it.
"Husband!"
"Tzuyu!"
"Brother Wu Rong!"
The three girls cried out in surprise almost at the same time, and rushed towards Zhao Rong who was ten steps away, crying with joy.
However, when the three women couldn't control themselves and ran a few steps away, something quite embarrassing happened.
Zhao Rong was smiling and opening his arms to welcome him. Well, he only had one arms.
At this moment, there were three women who rushed towards him almost at the same time.
A certain veteran 'outsider' saw it most clearly at this time.
Li Bai stood behind Zhao Rong. From this perspective, he soon noticed the 'little' changes in the positions of the three women after they ran a few steps away.
The first is Zhu Yourong. She was originally closest to Zhao Rong because she was standing in front of Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er.
At this time, Zhao Rong appeared, Zhu Yourong turned around, and he was less than ten steps away from her.
However, the busty female gentleman with demure snow eyes in the field of vision opened her eyes wide at first, and took a deep breath of joy... The waves were turbulent.
Then, she couldn't help but rush towards Zhao Rong... The earth shook and the mountains shook.
Then, I saw the female gentleman who was hiding the weapon running for three steps, her footsteps suddenly slowed down a lot, but then she ran towards Zhao Rong in front again, but this time, the momentum was only
After two steps, her footsteps gradually stopped again.
Then it stopped accelerating.
Well, these two consecutive sudden stops were of course another wave of anger... It's a pity that Zhu Yourong didn't continue to run forward and bring huge pressure to someone's chest.
Because of this, the two daughters of Zhao Lingfei, who were clearly behind and a few steps slower, passed her directly without looking at her, and ran straight into the arms of Zhao Rong in front of them.
In addition, there was Xiao Qian'er. After passing Zhu Yourong with the young lady, her little face that was originally crying with joy turned slightly startled.
The girl first turned her head and looked at the young lady in front of her who was no less happy than her, and then looked at Brother Rong'er who was dressed in clean white clothes. His smile was as clean as his arms.
, Xiao Qian'er quietly slowed down some speed, slowed down her steps, and walked instead of running.
So Zhao Lingfei immediately moved away from her.
Xiao Qian'er pursed her lips and looked down at the blood stains on her body. Xiao Qian'er hugged the broken arm tightly and still didn't let go. She sniffed gently, still smiling on her lips.
At this moment, Xiao Qian'er seemed to realize something. For example, the Mr. Zhu whom she and the lady had just 'easily' jumped over seemed to be...
The girl holding the broken arm turned sideways, squinted slightly, and glanced at the snow-eyed female gentleman walking slowly behind.
It seems to be saying... you know the truth.
Zhu Yourong's eyes fell on Zhao Rong who was behind the young girl. He stared intently, as if he didn't notice Xiao Qian'er's rudeness and slightly provocative eyes.
She had calmed down and just looked at him.
Zhao Rong already regretted opening his arms subconsciously, when he just discovered that Zhao Lingfei, Zhu Yourong and Xiao Qian'er were all rushing towards him.
Therefore, in the urgent situation before, he had already begun to think about whether he could catch the delicate bodies of three women, especially one of them was extra large.
Fortunately, the three women quickly established a tacit understanding of their hierarchy and priorities, which seemed to save him a lot of trouble.
However, after Zhao Rong saw the small actions of the three women, his heart thumped and he secretly thought it was not good.
Why do you feel that... there is something wrong with the atmosphere between Qingjun Qian'er and You Rong? Wasn't it polite and respectful when eating at Xia Chongzhai before?
Before Zhao Rong could think about it, Zhao Lingfei had already thrown herself into his arms like a swallow in the forest.
"Husband...husband, husband!"
Zhao Lingfei buried her pretty face deeply in the man's arms to prevent him from seeing her fragile and helpless expression. However, the murmurs between her lips and teeth became more and more emotional.
The woman hugged her husband tightly, as if she wanted to rub herself into Zhao Rong's body and not be separated from him for a moment in the future.
Zhao Rong was stunned, feeling the softness and tenderness in his chest. He also closed his arms with force and hugged tightly his wife, the Sword Fairy, who was being 'married' by a bright matchmaker.
He lowered his head, buried himself in her beautiful black hair, deeply smelled the fragrance of the lady's hair, and kissed her hair gently.
"Madam...Madam, Madam!"
Zhao Rong, with blue hair on his lips, called her with a smile.
He is Ziyu and she is Qingjun.
A bamboo horse marries a green plum, and at the age of fourteen she becomes a gentleman's wife.
I have made an evil oath that my love will never change in this life.
Around them, Zhu Yourong, Xiao Qian'er and the transparent Li Bai silently looked at this match made in heaven.
The heights of the two are also very well matched.
The difference is just right.
Zhao Rong lowered his head and could bite her ear.
Zhao Lingfei raised her head and could taste his lips.
At this moment, Zhao Rong, who was hugging his wife tenderly, felt a slight pain in his heart. It turned out that it was secretly bitten by Zhao Lingfei who could not suppress his emotions.
The woman still seemed to feel that her husband appeared in front of her intact, which was a bit unreal and illusive.
Zhao Rong: "......"
Damn it, stupid lady, if you feel like you are dreaming, then let me bite you. Why are you biting me?
Zhao Rong, who had a tacit understanding of each other, smiled, buried his head in her smooth and slender neck, bit a certain delicate ear bead and said, "Mother, my husband was bitten by a kitten just now. His teeth are really sharp."
Concubine Zhao Ling was shrinking in his arms, gently pressing the bitten spot on his chest with her beautiful nose.
At this time, she was embarrassed, raised her head like a kitten, blushed and slightly lowered her mouth, wanting to bite his 'bullying and annoying' lips.
However, he caught the teasing gaze of Zhao Rong above him, and immediately closed his thin red sandalwood mouth.
There were outsiders around, not the two of them in the room privately.
Zhao Lingfei has always been calm and aloof in front of outsiders. Although in front of her husband, she always turns all the cold ice cubes into spring water and offers it to him to taste, but she is still thin-skinned after all.