The Sword Dynasty - 259. Chapter 258

“If you don’t want to be too embarrassed, then don’t ask yourself embarrassment?”

The court lady surnamed Rong chewed the words brought by the middle-aged man in yellow robe carefully. Just as the man in yellow robe breathed slightly and thought she would be furious next, the court lady surnamed Rong just raised her arm and gestured. He can leave by himself.

Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man in yellow robe disappearing on the mountain road beside him, a shadow was cast on the face of the palace lady surnamed Rong.

Since Jing Liuli clearly expressed such an attitude, any controversy of words is meaningless at all.

“In fact, sending someone to look for you is just a kind of respect from the guests to the master. After all, the Minshan Sword Sect is your home. I’m just sorry, I’m just a servant, I can only care about the final result, so what? Can you care if the process will embarrass me?” The maid surnamed Rong turned her body sideways, lowered her head slightly, looked at the faintly visible figure of Jing Liuli on the cliff somewhere below, and said to herself peacefully: “I hope this sword Yes, not only this young wine shop has been taught, but you, as the default successor of the Sword Sect Minshan Sect, must also be taught.”

“She can’t give up just because of your few words.”

Tantai Guanjian looked at Jing Liuli and said.

“Of course I know that she won’t give up.” Jing Liuli sneered: “It’s just that I offered the opportunity to be scolded by me. Naturally, I can’t miss it.”

Tantai Guanjian couldn’t help but shook his head with a wry smile.

No matter what genius Jing Liuli is, he is still too young to have such a bad taste.

“Need to stop him?”

After shaking his head, Tantai Guanjian asked.

This is the third time he has asked this question.

The previous two times were because of Qing Yao Yin, and the opinions of Qing Yao Yin and Jing Liuli had been completely unified, so this questioning was naturally because of new changes.

“unnecessary.”

Just like the previous two times, Jing Liuli shook his head without any hesitation, “I set the rules of the Sword Club. Since I didn’t stipulate that this should not be done, there is no reason to stop it. The most important thing is that this is also a matter. It’s about my pride, just as the young wine shop thinks she can’t stop him from winning even though she knows she will take action. I also think she’s impossible to succeed.”

Looking at her proud profile, Tantai Guanjian still felt that this was the evil taste of a teenager’s heart.

“I just scolded her, and there is such a change at this moment. Does she have any ability to deliver a message in our Minshan Sword Sect?” At this moment, Jing Liuli turned her head and looked at him and asked. road.

Tantai Guanjian smiled happily, and said: “It is impossible for any outsider to transmit messages in our Minshan Sword Sect. What’s more, at this time, there will only be some unique weapons in the military, such as two-hearted insects. There are induction beads in Jiaodong County and overseas. This kind of beads are naturally produced on the seabed. Two pairs, if one bead is damaged, the other bead will also dissipate and split. In the military, surgical weapons are generally used to transmit the simplest military orders, such as attack and retreat. It is difficult to deliver specific instructions.”

Jing Liuli frowned slightly, “I know very little about these.”

Tantai Guanjian said dismissively: “These are no more than practice. As long as you have experienced it, you will know it after you have heard it, and you may not even need to know it.”

Jing Liuli understood the meaning of Guanjian in Tantai.

There are various practitioners in the Minshan Sword Sect, and she only needs to become the strongest sword of the Minshan Sword Sect in the future.

She even had to represent the attitude of the Minshan Sword Sect, and she didn’t need to leave the Minshan Sword Sect at all.

Before becoming the strongest sword of the Minshan Sword Sect, she didn’t think it was meaningless to stay in the Minshan Sword Sect, and life would become boring, so at this time she nodded, stopped speaking, and looked down. Xiang is a candidate walking through the crimson sea of thorns.

The candidate was a dark-faced teenager with slight protrusions on his forehead and cheekbones. He was not good-looking, not tall, and even a little rickety.

In the previous few games, this teenager also behaved very ordinary, even most people did not pay attention to when he passed those levels.

After entering this underground plain, he was also one of the last batch of selected students, still not attracting many people’s attention.

However, this candidate was originally one of the most famous and mysterious of all the candidates.

Because he is Lie Yinghong who is ranked number one in the talent list.

Apart from knowing that he came from Jiaodong County along the coast, he may be practicing overseas, and he has some methods that practitioners on the overseas islands are good at, all the places of cultivation in Changling have almost no knowledge of him.

Previously, he was wearing a mulberry-colored coarse cloth robe, but at the moment he was wearing a crimson robe.

This gown is made by knitting thorn stems directly from the crimson thorn stem skin inside. Although it is rough and abnormal, it is extremely tough and dense, like a thin layer of cane armor, so that the fine thorns on the thorns cannot penetrate. .

The most important thing is that he didn’t take much time to complete this gown. He didn’t look like a cultivator with a sword at all, but like a top craftsman with the most skilled skills.

At this moment, he is directly walking through the thorn bushes. Although the speed of the journey is still not fast, his body bows lower, almost hiding the whole figure in the thorn bushes, looking like he is cautious and quiet. The lone wolf preparing to hunt is like a shark swimming in the shallow water of the sea.

“She wanted Ding Ning to understand that the more she tried to resist, the more she would lose. I am afraid that Xue Wangxu will not be the only one to lose.” Jing Liuli looked at Lie Yinghong’s figure and said slowly: “A lot. Practitioners can put their own life and death aside, but such constant pressure can easily lead to mental breakdown.”

Hearing her words, Tantai Guanjian turned his head to look at her, and said in a serious and soft voice: “So don’t care too much about anyone, otherwise there will be many weaknesses.”

“How about you?” Jing Liuli asked indifferently when he heard Tantai Guanjian’s sincere warning as the teacher.

Tantai Guanjian smiled and said naturally: “The people I care most about are stronger than me, so even if there are weaknesses, others are unlikely to catch them.”

Lie Yinghong is obviously a practitioner who is very good at tracking. The reason why there is such a dialogue between the two is because Lie Yinghong has locked a prey.

He was almost straight forward towards the prey at this time.

So although he is not traveling fast, his approach to the prey is very fast.

…

The stream was slightly cool, and although the thorn bushes on both sides of the river bank had extremely nasty sharp thorns, they, like most plants, exuded a natural fragrance asked.

Before coming to Changling, Shen Yi, like most Guanzhong teenagers, had enough courage and aggressiveness, but his temperament and behavior were not considered meticulous and calm.

However, taking care of Xue Wangxu in Wutongluo for half a year, the sunrise rises in the most ordinary shabby streets, and the sunset goes out. In addition to practicing, the most trivial and ordinary things encountered are also the most trivial and ordinary things. In addition to accepting Xue Wang Xu’s teachings, in addition to the great progress in swordsmanship, his temperament has naturally become extremely peaceful.

So even though he was very tired and painful, and the cyan palaces were still far away, it seemed that he could never be approached, there was not much anxiety and discouragement in his heart.

So he sensed the slight movement in the thorn bushes behind him for the first time, he stopped for the first time, held the sword, and turned around.

However, the slight change in his perception has completely disappeared.

He just saw a calm cluster of crimson thorns.

Shen Yi frowned deeply. He knew this could not be his own illusion, so he waited as calmly as possible.

As time passed slowly, Shen Yi holding the hilt in his hand seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture.

A storm suddenly surged from the crimson thorn bushes.

The crimson thorns he was facing fell in pieces, and countless branches were broken into countless small sections, and the strong wind rushed toward him.

With a soft sneer, Shen Yi had already drawn his sword, but at the same time, a gleam of shock flashed in his eyes.

Such a violent wave was used from the front, but the attacker did not follow the storm from the front, on the contrary, a sword light had appeared from behind his body!

All his attention was in the storm ahead. At this moment, he sensed the sword light coming from behind. He knew that he was already a bit slower, but he did not panic because of it. His sword was still the smoothest and fastest. With his sword speed, he slashed out in front of him, but at the same time, he used his feet and waist and abdomen to twist his entire body horizontally.

A sharp silver sword light had already approached his body.

At this moment, the sword light in Shen Yi’s hand was also swayed.

A ring of unusually dazzling light exploded in front of Shen Yi, and in the next instant, it was pitch black all around Shen Yi, just as the deepest night suddenly fell, and this silver sword light even disappeared in this dark night. Among.

The master of this silver sword light couldn’t see, he let out a deep and stern shout, and backed back very decisively.

Shen Yi retreated the sneak attacker with a sword, but he didn’t have the slightest surprise in his heart.

Because at this moment, he felt a bit of coolness in the squally wind behind him.

That is the metallic taste of Sen Leng.

In the squally wind blowing from the back, not only the broken crimson thorns, but also other things.

At this time these things should be very close to his back, so just by relying on the cold metal taste, there even appeared in his mind a few thin blades about to touch his back.

The fact is also true.

A few sharp blades, like a few long and narrow fishbone, a faint shadow has even fallen on his back.