The Sword Dynasty - 515

Pan Ruoye’s body was inexplicably cold.

Because although she was not born in Jiaodong County, she was also an orphan in the war.

“Zheng Xiu has never been the kind of carefree daughter who travels to Changling.”

The man on the front of the car looked at Pan Ruoye and the middle-aged woman with a bleak face, and then said: “She came to Changling to ghostwrite the interests of the entire Jiaodong County, and represents the entire Jiaodong County’s ambition to surpass the old powerful and powerful. She did it.”

“I can listen to what you say as a story, but too many stories are just stories.”

The middle-aged woman looked at the man on the front of the car, her eyes fell on the closed car door behind him again, “You know my emotions are very irritable, so if there is anything that can convince me, you must hurry up. I see.”

The man in the front of the car nodded, stopped speaking, turned and opened the door.

In order to let the middle-aged woman see more clearly, he got out of the carriage, drove aside, and let the sun shine into the carriage.

A woman was also sitting in the carriage.

The woman dressed very plainly, and she was calm at first, but when the sun fell on her, her body began to tremble.

She raised her head with a painted face.

There was also a sword mark on her face.

The middle-aged woman’s brows suddenly frowned.

The woman in the carriage was about the same age as her. She looked at the woman in the carriage with a faint sense of familiarity. The most important thing was that the woman in the carriage looked at her with flashing eyes, containing many unspeakable emotions. , It seems that she is also the old acquaintance of the woman in the carriage.

“Do I know you?”

The middle-aged woman was a little lost, and subconsciously said, “Who are you?”

The woman in the carriage dared not look at her, and her body trembled more violently, and she couldn’t make a sound for a while.

The breath on this middle-aged woman became more violent, restless, and it seemed that she was really uncontrollable.

“Ji Qingqing, the female prince of Chen Kingdom, you don’t have many friends in Changling. For you, Zheng Xiu who came from Jiaodong County later is one, and your junior sister Xu Ruoxin is naturally one.”

The man beside the carriage bowed his head and said respectfully: “Unexpectedly, you don’t even recognize your junior sister.”

The wind stopped suddenly.

At this moment, all the air in the road was imprisoned by a terrifying force and stood still.

Absolutely quiet.

Because this former female son of Chen Guo needs absolute silence.

“Junior Sister?”

She speaks.

The voice was a little hesitant and tangled, but with an exceptionally thrilling power, it penetrated the years, and it seemed to suddenly drag her and the woman in the car in front of her to Changling many years ago.

“Why do you have such a sword mark on your face?”

“Who slashed such a sword in your face?”

She continued to speak, and her voice sounded a little hollow to herself.

The woman in the carriage also fluctuated more violently. She raised her head slightly and looked at her, her lips trembled constantly, but she couldn’t make a sound.

“You should see the sword intent formation of the sword marks on her face.”

The voice of the man beside the carriage sounded at this moment.

The middle-aged woman outside the carriage, Ji Qingqing, who was famous in Changling many years ago, looked at the scar on the face of the woman in the carriage involuntarily.

Her pupils shrank instantly, “Zhan Qingsi?”

The man said slowly: “At that time in Changling, only you and your junior sister understood this sword intent.”

Pan Ruoye’s body, who had been listening, was getting colder and colder. When she heard these words, her breathing suddenly stopped!

“Master had already passed away at that time. It is true that only me and Junior Sister will have this sword intent. If it wasn’t for me to cut it, then Junior Sister you would cut it by yourself.” Ji Qingqing’s voice also suddenly became cold, with a sense of death. A cruel meaning, “Then Junior Sister, why do you cut this sword on your face?”

The man next to the carriage wanted to make a sound.

However, a violent breath has been pressed between his mouthpieces, “If you don’t want to die, let her speak for herself, and let her tell me by herself.”

“Senior Sister.”

The woman in the carriage trembled for a long time, and finally made a sound.

Don’t turn Ji Qingqing’s face to one side, don’t look at her, and indifferently said: “What about then?”

“Chen Wang Jianjing.”

The woman in the carriage burst into tears, her strength completely disappeared, and she lay down in front of her body as if she could no longer support her, sobbing and crying: “For the sake of Chen Wang Jianjing.”

Ji Qingqing still didn’t look at her, and said indifferently: “Then what?”

“Chen Wang Jianjing is in the hands of Jiaodong County. Zheng Xiu offered Chen Wang Jianjing in exchange, as long as I cut a sword on my face, let some people see it, and then left Changling, he gave me Chen Wang Jianjing.”

“What then? You really slashed this sword on your face?” Ji Qingqing laughed, making everyone feel that there can be no more chilling smile in the world. “Then you just Let the people in Bashan Sword Field see the sword wound on your face, and let Bashan Sword Field, especially Wang Jingmeng, think that I cut the sword on your face?”

The woman in the carriage could not cry, but nodded.

Ji Qingqing’s smile became stronger, “Then she tried to spread more news in Wang Jingmeng’s ears, making him feel that I was jealous of the talent and beauty of the junior sister, forcing you to leave Changling… plus I was in the rumors. The temperament itself is extremely bad, so he listens to what people say and believes it is true?”

Her voice lingered in the road.

No one answered.

“Is it worth it for a master’s sword scripture?”

She laughed louder, and looked at the woman in the carriage with a ridiculously ridiculous look, “Although the Chen Wang Jianjing is powerful, it is not the legendary Nine Dead Silkworms, not the legendary Gushan Jianzang, even if you get There is absolutely no possibility of being invincible in the world, at best it can only overwhelm me. Junior sister, what exactly are you fighting for?”

Still no one answered.

The woman in the carriage sobbed and didn’t know how to answer, and the man next to the carriage knew that if he answered for her, he would really die in the next instant.

“Junior Sister.”

Her smile became more mocking and hideous, “Since you have completed such a deal with her, and got the treasure of the teacher as you wished, why do you still come here for such a subordinate under her? Will you cry like this in front of me like a dog?”

After saying this, the man next to the carriage loosened his throat, and the violent killing intent left his throat, but fell on the woman in the carriage.

The woman in the carriage stiffened, and then said, “She wants to be foolproof and doesn’t want people to know about this, so she wants me and Wang Jianjing to disappear together instead of leaving Changling.”

“In the end, she didn’t die, I let her survive.” The man beside the carriage said very simply, “She owes me a life, so she will appear in front of you with me.”

“Wang Jingmeng is not a pig, just use a few words to slash me?” Ji Qingqing said with a vicious grin.

“Because more than one person gave him such an illusion.” The man beside the carriage said slowly: “Although he and Zheng Xiu hadn’t gotten acquainted at the time, Gu Huai and Zheng Xiu had already gotten acquainted… and Gu Huai was also trusted by him. friend.”

“But Gu Huai is also dead, and death means that there is no evidence of death.”

Ji Qingqing took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, then reduced his smile, and looked at the man coldly, “A slave who has done things for Zheng Xiu like a dog for many years but wants revenge. Junior sister who is not as good as a dog…If you can betray me for the secret of the teacher, then why can’t you talk to me now because of other temptations?”

The face of the man next to the carriage did not change in any way. He just raised his head and looked at the powerful and violent woman, and said, “Because there is another person who can prove it, and you can absolutely believe that person.”

Ji Qingqing said indifferently: “Who?”

The man beside the carriage said seriously: “Bai Li Suxue.”