Chapter 129 Heading south

Style: Heros Author: Xiaolou Ye TingyuWords: 2008Update Time: 24/01/10 16:35:11
Jingzhou had no idea about this scene that happened in Lin'an Palace, and he never expected that he could attract the attention of Butler Zhao Song by just writing a few poems to Ruyan.

He would understand if the young lady who was the leading oiran looked at his poems with tears in her eyes, but he never imagined that someone would interpret "I know what happened to you and shed tears" as knowing the affairs of Zhao Song's official family. Who knew that Nalan Rongruo was writing this? When I wrote that poem, I was writing about a certain girl. . .

At this time, Jingzhou thought of a martial arts book that was suitable for Huang Rong. This girl practiced for three days, fished and spent two days drying nets. Even with a secret book like the Nine Yin Manual, the results were not fast.

If the Dugu Nine Swords outside Xiangyang City were taken out and given to Huang Rong, according to this girl's intelligence, she would shine brightly, at least no worse than that old slut Feng Qingyang.

The power of the Dugu Nine Swords can be great or small, depending on a person's understanding. The swordsmanship is complex and unique, but the final form has 360 variations. In addition to the final form, it is even more unique. Unless you are a smart person, you will not be able to understand the eight types of martial arts methods such as the sword style and the breaking sword style.

Not to mention the Dugu Nine Swords, the big eagle outside Xiangyang City is also a spiritual creature, which can be seen.

Thinking of this, Jingzhou went to Yanbo Tower to explain, and then called Huang Rong: "Rong'er, get ready. The young master will take you to the former residence of a senior. There is a peerless swordsmanship waiting for you there."

Huang Rong raised her head and curled her lips and said, "What kind of peerless swordsmanship, how powerful can it be?"

The most powerful person in the world is Wang Chongyang. She has never seen Quanzhen's Niubi. He has a bad temper and his swordsmanship is not that good. It is not as good as Yu Xiao's swordsmanship from Peach Blossom Island.

Jing Zhou knew that this girl would have this expression, and said with a smile: "This sword technique is said to be an extreme move, which can defeat all the martial arts in the world. When encountering a strong force, you will become stronger. You can predict the enemy's opportunity and attack the enemy's key points. Specifically, I don’t know much about it. I did see an old man using it, but the old man didn’t practice well enough and died under the young master’s sword.”

Even Jingzhou couldn't be beaten, so Huang Rong lost interest and said, "I can't even beat you. So this swordsmanship is exaggerated. Is there anything worth learning?"

"You girl, do you know how many people in this world can defeat the young master? Even Wang Chongyang has never fought, and it's not necessarily clear who will win and who will lose. If you learn this swordsmanship, at least when you meet Ouyang You won't run away in despair. Even if a person without internal strength learns this swordsmanship, he can still exert extraordinary power."

"Go and clean up quickly and bring more salt and seasoning. You won't be short of food, clothing, housing and transportation on this road."

Jingzhou has never been in the habit of treating himself badly. In Xiangyang, even if he travels day and night, he has to rush for a long time.

Touching his chin, Jing Zhou thought to himself: "Can the big bird outside Xiangyang City be tamed? Otherwise, if we continue to travel in the future, encountering mountains and rivers, wouldn't it be too troublesome?"

At this time, he became eager to go to Xiangyang. Riding a big bird was no ordinary attraction!

Since you can't use your sword to ride the wind, then let's use the Eagle Head Office!

Although it is not as elegant as Yu Jian, standing with hands behind his hands and his clothes fluttering, the effect is almost the same.

The corners of Huang Rong's mouth turned up, her face was filled with joy, and she said: "Can you defeat that toad? Then I'll go and clean up, my boss, how about we set off as soon as we see the sky?" Just now she was only thinking about the power of the Dugu Nine Swords, and now she reacted Come here and go to Xiangyang with your boss. Wouldn’t it be no longer necessary to guard against that shameless woman like Ru Yan?

She knew exactly what Hu Meizi was thinking. She had never seen such a shameless woman!

"Tomorrow? Okay." Jingzhou thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Why don't you hurry up and pack it up! Remember to pack a few more bottles of wine for the young master, and bring two more mink blankets."

Huang Rong clapped her hands, chuckled, turned around and ran upstairs.

After Huang Rong went to pack her things, Jingzhou took out the mysterious jade from his chest, stroked it slowly, and sighed, "I don't know who you are and how I can leave this world."

This mysterious jade is his biggest secret. He also knows that this jade is extraordinary, but this jade is too willful, like an uncle, no matter how many times he calls it, there is no response.

What is the purpose of this jade belt traveling through time? How can I make this jade react?

A series of questions appeared in Jingzhou's mind. He guessed that it might be luck, but he was not sure. After all, in the Xiaoao world, he traveled through the world after destroying the Songshan sect, but in the Yitian world, it was the one who unified the world and Zhang Sanfeng. After crossing.

If it is luck, what is the luck in this world?

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For more than ten days in a row, the two of them rode south, while Jing Zhou played the piano or told Huang Rong stories, which made her cry again and again.

"Yun... Senior sister, I don't expect you to fall in love with me. I just want you to know that if there is someone who loves you most in this world, it must be me. Where am I? Where do I love you? , where I wait for you has nothing to do with you, you know best, if you don’t know, I will try my best to let you know..."

At this point, Jing Zhou paused and smiled mysteriously.

Huang Rong was lost in thought when she saw Jingzhou stopped, so she urged: "My boss, tell me quickly, Ronger is so worried. What happened to A Liang and Qu Yun in the end?"

This kind of story suits Huang Rong's taste, which is much better than practicing martial arts and swordplay.

Seeing Huang Rong constantly waving his hand, Jingzhou continued: "However, something unexpected happened. One day Qu Yun learned his true identity, and she was a saint of the Five Poison Sect. At this time, within the Five Poison Sect, Chaos has occurred, and the illustrious Five Poison Sect has shown signs of falling apart."

"Qu Yun returned to the sect to take over as the leader. Facing the civil strife that was difficult to suppress, Sun Liang accepted the advice of the sect's elders and adopted the ancient method of corpse refining. He endured the pain of thousands of poisons burning his heart and refined himself into a lost soul. The poisonous man of memory. Before he became a poisonous man, while he still had this memory, he said these words of Senior Sister Yun."

At this time, Huang Rong was already bursting into tears. She never thought there was such a touching story in this world, so she sobbed: "Then Sun Liang will definitely stay with her senior sister for the rest of her life."

Looking at Huang Rong's expectant eyes, Jingzhou thought it would be better not to lie to her, so he told the truth: "Sun Liang died in the end, and Qu Yun also committed himself to others for the Five Poison Sect..."

"Uuuu~ Why is this happening! Why can't lovers get married eventually?"

Jingzhou patted the horse's back, walked in front and said, "Where in the world do so many pairs of talented men and beautiful women come from?"

That day, when I walked into a small forest, I heard an angry shout in front of me: "Old beggar, I think you have had enough of your life, and you dare to meddle in other people's business!"

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