"Great victory! Great victory at Black Reef Castle!"
"We win, we win!"
"The Fulong Empire will be victorious!"
"General Jiang is victorious!"
After finally saying goodbye to the "enthusiastic" Gongyang Guantu, Zhong Wen, Zhu Ma and others, under the leadership of Xiao Zhengtai, started to visit the Fulong Imperial Capital again. However, just a few steps away, a deafening roar suddenly broke out from the crowd.
Sounds of cheers.
"What's going on?" Zhong Wen looked back at Qiu Tianlong.
"Qiu Feng." Qiu Tianlong turned around and winked at Qiu Feng.
Qiu Feng nodded, walked a few steps, grabbed a middle-aged man and asked, "Brother, what good thing happened? Why is it so lively?"
"Don't you understand after hearing this? We won!" The middle-aged man said with excitement on his face, "General Jiang Yushi led 100,000 troops against the Jingyu Empire's 200,000 troops. He defeated many with less and captured Black Reef Castle. It was a great victory.
What a great victory!"
Jiangyu poetry? Silly girl?
Hearing this familiar name, Zhong Wen's heart moved. The scenes on the border battlefield instantly came to mind, and an indescribable smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Zhengtai Shui Wufeng's face showed a look of ecstasy, and he straightened his chest suddenly, as if he was proud of this great victory at Black Reef Castle.
"Jiang family, what a Jiang family!" Qiu Tianlong was moved by the scene and couldn't help but sigh, "Jiang Tianhe really gave birth to the best of the two, which makes people envious."
"Old enemy, you are only over a hundred years old, and you still have most of your life to live." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "If you work hard, you may not be able to have a few more."
"My lord, you are joking." Qiu Tianlong couldn't help but replied casually, "My wife died in that family struggle, and Tianlong has no plans to marry again for the time being."
His tone was understated, as if he was describing something that had nothing to do with him, but there was a trace of imperceptible sadness in his eyes.
Zhong Wen seemed to feel something, he just smiled and said nothing more.
"Two...General Jiang Yushi is truly the best among men." But I heard Xiao Zhengtai say with a proud face, "How can a cat and a dog be born?"
"Silly... No matter how good Jiang Yu's poetry is, what does it have to do with you?" Zhong Wen asked, "Why are you so proud?"
"I..." Shui Wufeng was speechless for a moment, and after a long time he hesitated, "General Jiang defeated the Jingyu Empire. I, as a subject of the Fulong Empire, I have no honor, can't I?"
"That's it." Zhong Wen shrugged and said disapprovingly.
Shui Wufeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't pay much attention to it. His eyes wandered and flickered, and he didn't dare to look at him seriously.
The figures of two young men came into view instantly.
These two people were about thirty years old. They were both handsome and handsome. They were wearing blue robes, with blue cloth strips on their heads, and a strange pattern embroidered with gold thread on their chests. It was obvious at a glance that they came from the same sect.
door organization.
These two young men were obviously not from the imperial capital. They were also puzzled by the sudden festive atmosphere and were asking an old man about it.
"Uncle Cao, the people from 'Zhuge Thatched Cottage' seem to have been very active in the past two years." A strange color flashed in Shui Wufeng's eyes, and he whispered to Cao Da beside him.
"Yes, it's not just our Fulong Empire." Cao Da nodded and responded, "I heard that they arranged for many disciples to move around in Jingyu and Daqian in the name of 'study tour'."
"Mr. Zhuge has never cared about world affairs, so why has his behavior changed so much recently?" Shui Wufeng asked puzzledly.
"Who knows?" Cao Da shook his head, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face, "It is said that Mr. Zhuge can see things that others cannot see, and predict what others do not expect. He is a man of great wisdom. Since he arranged for his disciples to go out, I think he must be there. consideration.”
"Old Qiu, what kind of sect is the 'Zhuge Thatched Cottage'?" Zhong Wen's consciousness was sharp and he heard the conversation between Shui Wufeng and Shui Wufeng clearly. He couldn't help but turn to Qiu Tianlong and ask.
"Strictly speaking, the 'Zhuge Thatched Cottage' is not a sect." Qiu Tianlong knew everything, "but a school opened by the famous theological scholar 'Zhuge Qingjiang'."
"Zhuge Qingjiang?" Zhong Wen was surprised.
He once heard Zhu Cong, the "Little Zhuge" of Qixing Pavilion, mention this name. The reason why Zhu Cong was called "Little Zhuge" was because of his excellent attainments in divine literature. Qixing Pavilion placed high hopes on him, thinking that he would become a great person in the future. The potential of the second Zhuge Qingjiang.
"It is said that Mr. Zhuge's attainments in divine literature are the best in the world." Qiu Tianlong added, "Even the seven great saints in the world are willing to be inferior to Mr. Zhuge."
"So powerful?" The surprise in Zhong Wen's eyes became even stronger, "What is his cultivation level?"
"It is said that although Mr. Zhuge is proficient in ancient divine texts, his physique has great flaws and his cultivation speed is extremely slow." Qiu Tianlong replied with regret, "It is said that he is one hundred and seventy years old this year, but he is still stuck in In the Heavenly Wheel Realm, on the contrary, there are several talented disciples in the Zhuge Thatched Cottage who have excelled in their skills and have reached the Spiritual Master Realm."
"Since Mr. Zhuge's attainments in divine literature are so great," Zhong Wen said puzzledly, "and the cultivation level of 'Zhuge Thatched Cottage' is so low, any holy land that only needs to kidnap him will be able to greatly increase its strength. How can people endure such temptation?"
"Mr. Zhuge's attainments in divine literature are too powerful, and the Seven Holy Lands will naturally not ignore his value." Qiu Tianlong patiently explained, "Everyone knows that once Mr. Zhuge is obtained, he will definitely become the target of public criticism, so every family will He did not dare to act rashly, fearing to alert the snake and steal the chicken but lose the rice. However, Mr. Zhuge was easy-going and generous. He often made breakthroughs in research and did not hesitate to share them with the major holy places. In the end, the major holy places simply agreed to jointly send people Protect the safety of Mr. Zhuge."
"After all, it's a matter about the Holy Land. No matter how specific it is, I'm not sure." Qiu Tianlong shook his head, expressing that he didn't understand much.
"I wonder where this 'Zhuge Thatched Cottage' is?" Zhong Wen asked again.
"'Zhuge Thatched Cottage' is located at the border between Fulong Empire and Jingyu Empire, but it is not under the jurisdiction of either party." Qiu Tianlong thought for a while and said, "Mr. Zhuge has three thousand disciples, many of whom are spiritual masters. In name, he is just a disciple.
The Divine Literature Hall possesses terrifying strength that far exceeds that of ordinary secular sects.”
"It's an interesting place. If you have some free time someday, you might as well go..." Zhong Wen's face suddenly changed in the middle of his words, and he said anxiously to Qiu Tianlong, "Old Qiu, I have to leave for a while. Please protect me.
Good Zhuma’s safety.”
"Don't worry, Lord, Miss Zhuma's safety is guaranteed by me." The surprise in Qiu Tianlong's eyes flashed, and he bowed respectfully and replied.
"Zhong Wen, are you leaving?" Zhuma heard that Zhong Wen was leaving and asked reluctantly, "Can you take me with you?"
"Silly girl, I just have to run something urgent." Zhong Wen smiled and touched the little girl's head, "You go play with Shui Wufeng first, and I will come back to you soon."
"Then, you should come back soon!" the little girl said reluctantly.
"Don't worry!" Zhong Wen promised firmly.
After saying that, the dragon shadow under his feet flickered and appeared a mile away in an instant. After a long time, the shadow that stayed in place slowly dispersed, and the real body was no longer located.
"Sister Zhuma!" Seeing Zhong Wen leaving, Xiao Zhengtai showed a hint of joy in her eyes, and excitedly invited Zhuma, "You must be tired from shopping too, my little brother's house has a courtyard not far in front, why not
Come and sit with me..."
…
"Sister Qinglian, you're awake."
Ye Qinglian felt her head was dizzy, and a soft and charming woman's voice came to her ears.
She tried her best to open her heavy eyelids, and what came into view was a delicate-looking woman in pink clothes.
"Vixen, how dare you appear in front of me!"
The moment she saw Yun Qingyao, she suddenly woke up, her eyes widened, and she screamed.
However, Yun Qingyao had a teasing smile on her face and said softly: "Sister Qinglian, everything is my fault. Calm down your anger. If you are so angry, how will you feel about it?"
go?"
"You go to hell!"
Ye Qinglian's eyes gleamed with hatred, and her right hand turned into a claw, trying to use "Spiritual Love Thread" to take Yun Qingyao's life.
However, the imagined scene of the vixen being penetrated by colorful spiritual threads did not appear.
Ye Qinglian was shocked to find that the spiritual power in her body seemed to have disappeared, and she could not mobilize it at all.
She couldn't help but look down.
Seeing this, even though she was determined, she still couldn't help but feel a bit of fear.
Just because she didn't even have any clothes on, her body as delicate and tender as white jade was completely exposed to the air, and the silk scarf covering her face had long since disappeared.
At this time, her limbs were separated into large shapes, and her smooth arms, calves, chest and abdomen were wrapped with circles of black soul-binding ropes. Her already proud figure was even more restrained by the black ropes.
The concave and convex appearance complement each other with the gorgeous appearance, forming a fragrant scene that all men in the world cannot resist.
As soon as the majestic spiritual power in Ye Qinglian's body came into contact with the soul-binding rope, it was absorbed completely. Even though she had advanced cultivation, she was like a weak woman with no power to bind a chicken.
Unable to move, he could only look directly at Yun Qingyao fiercely.
The enemy was clearly right in front of her, but she could only stare at him without doing anything to him. This feeling made Ye Qinglian, who was already emotionally intense, feel like a knife was twisting her heart and she was filled with rage.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. My sister is becoming more and more beautiful." Yun Qingyao sat on a wooden armchair. There was a set of exquisite and beautiful tea sets on the small table in front of her. She picked up the teacup and gently
He took a sip and said slowly, "It's just that my temper is still as hot as before. I don't know which man can stand it."
"Where is that heartless man?" Ye Qinglian is not an ordinary person after all. After experiencing the initial panic, he gradually calmed down and began to think about ways to escape in his mind, "You have the guts to plot a sneak attack, but don't dare to come out and see me face to face?"
"Sister is young, but her memory is not very good." Yun Qingyao took another sip of tea, put down the cup, and said with a smile, "Didn't he die in your hands a long time ago?"
"Nonsense, the one who was lying on your bed earlier..." Ye Qinglian was about to refute, but suddenly an idea flashed in her mind, "So that's it, he is indeed dead. He was lying on the bed to sneak up on me. I'm afraid he is an impostor."
"As expected of Sister Qinglian." Yun Qingyao said with a smile, "You are really smart and you can see through the little sister's tricks so quickly."
"It seems that you had expected that I would appear, arranged a trap in advance, and then deliberately exposed the flaw, what a cunning vixen!" Ye Qinglian said coldly, "You can actually find someone who looks exactly the same. You really bothered.
.”
"It's not like father and son are brothers. How can there be so many people with the same appearance in the world." Yun Qingyao shook her head and said, "My little sister just peeled off the skin from the face of the person she loved and made it into a human skin mask."
"What a trick!" Ye Qinglian's heart trembled, and she suddenly realized that the woman in front of her was by no means a weakling, but a real beast. "I looked down on you before."
"After asking so many questions, it's my sister's turn." Yun Qingyao suddenly stood up and came to Ye Qinglian. He stretched out his white jade-like right hand and gently stroked her soft cheek that could be broken by blowing.
"My sister's appearance was obviously destroyed that day. I wonder how she recovered?"
"It's just some skin trauma." Ye Qinglian said with pretended disdain, "I found a doctor and prescribed some topical plasters, and I recovered naturally."
"After he scratched my sister's face, my little sister did some special manipulations to the wound. Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for such an injury to recover as before." A trace of surprise flashed in Yun Qingyao's eyes, "
I never thought there would be such a miraculous doctor in the world, it’s really eye-opening!”
As she spoke, her right palm gradually slid downwards, the movement was light and soft, like a poisonous snake, and soon it rested on Ye Qinglian's turbulent waves: "Sister, not only is she beautiful, but she also has such a good figure, she is really
I’m so jealous of my little sister.”
Ye Qinglian has been keeping her body like a jade for more than thirty years. Since she became an adult, her delicate body has never been touched by anyone. Even though the other person is a woman, she still feels a sense of resistance from the bottom of her heart. A trace of blush can't help but appear on her fair face, and her eyes
But he was still fierce and showed no sign of cowardice.
"Sister Qinglian, your appearance, family background and talent are all the best. You can be called the sweet girl of heaven." Yun Qingyao's voice became softer: "But my little sister is just a child from a poor family. Apart from this,
A decent skin is worthless. It took a lot of effort to find a man you really like, but you cruelly took him away..."
"He was my fiancé." Ye Qinglian interrupted her coldly, "It was you, a vixen, who used some despicable means to confuse people's hearts and trick him into betraying me!"
"There is no relationship between you and him, it's just a marriage contract." Yun Qingyao's voice was a bit sharp, "He has confided to me countless times that your personality is too strong.
He is always suppressed in every possible way. Being with you is like being in prison, there is no fun at all. Only when he is in love with me will he truly feel happy."
"Bitch!" Ye Qinglian scolded angrily.
"You are the bitch!" Yun Qingyao's delicate face suddenly twisted, "You are clinging to my man. If you can't get him, you will take his life. Now that he is in my hands, let him
You know what it means to be unable to survive and unable to survive!"
After saying that, she squeezed hard with her right hand.