"boom!"
In the refining room, there was a sudden loud noise.
The entire stone chamber was torn apart!
Dense sword shadows appeared in the ruins, and then gathered together, instantly merging into a huge sword, which was inserted into the ground.
The sword buzzed, deafening!
Long Er's faint voice sounded again: "Sir, you've lost someone's dowry again..."
Luo Qingzhou activated the flying sword, his heart surging: "Sister Yue, this sword formation is so powerful! This flying sword is also so powerful!"
Then he flattered her and said, "Of course, the most powerful one is Sister Yue!"
The Yuebai figure still had a calm face, and said in a calm tone: "The sword is divided into nine shadows, and the nine swords are combined into one. You can use the sword energy to form a net, or you can use the thunder and lightning in your body..."
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he was surprised and said: "Can you still use thunder spirit electricity?"
The Yuebai figure continued to explain with a cold expression.
"Long'er, where else can I practice? Take me there quickly!"
"boom!"
Not long after, the other stone chamber was also torn apart and turned into ruins.
Under the collapsed wall, several flashes of lightning sizzled.
"Ugh, Master, you again..."
"Let's find another place that won't collapse. I also want to ask Sister Yue how to use the black lightning."
Long Er had no choice but to take him to a wider stone room, which was like a martial arts training ground. There was everything in it, and said: "Master, this is the place where Long Er practices. It should not be destroyed again."
After a while.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the entire stone chamber suddenly turned into nothing.
At the same time, a black vortex flashing with thunder and lightning appeared in the ruins...
Long Er: "..."
At this time, it was already dark above the river.
The river wind carries a biting chill, wandering through the woods, bushes, and houses along the river in the dark night.
The snow on the ground shows no signs of melting yet.
There were faint lights on in the Qin family's house.
Several lanterns were hung under the eaves, swaying and whirring in the cold wind.
The news that Qin Chuan was promoted to the Great Martial Arts Master did not attract much attention in the mansion.
The family ate dinner in silence.
Everyone felt uncomfortable because of what happened tomorrow, and they had no appetite.
After Song Ruyue accompanied them to dinner, she returned to the room alone with red eyes, and continued to wipe her tears and started crying.
Miss Qin Er took Qiu'er Xiaodie and went over to comfort her.
Song Ruyue held her in her arms and cried loudly, feeling extremely sad.
In the hall, Qin Wenzheng was sitting alone, surprisingly silent.
Qin Chuan returned to the backyard and continued to practice boxing.
Only Lingchan Moon Palace remained as calm as ever.
Xia Chan was practicing her sword in the back garden, and Bai Ling was making medicine in the room. As for Miss Qin, she didn't know where she went, maybe she was in a daze in her room.
When Luo Qingzhou came back, it was already Haishi.
However, the lanterns were still lit in the mansion and no one fell asleep.
When he returned to his small courtyard, Zhuer was the only one standing in the courtyard, practicing flying knives, and no one else was there.
When Pearl saw him coming back, she quickly put away the throwing knife, lowered her head, and said timidly: "Aunt...Uncle, the lady has gone to the madam, do you want a slave to call her back?"
Luo Qingzhou said calmly: "No need."
Zhuer's lips moved, and just as she was about to ask him if he had eaten, Luo Qingzhou had already walked past her and entered the room.
Zhu'er was startled for a moment and secretly pouted her mouth.
Luo Qingzhou entered the study and put away the spiritual liquid on the Sun and Moon Mirror. When he was about to turn it over and put it down, his eyes suddenly looked at it again, and he was startled, and his expression gradually became a little complicated.
After a long silence, he took out the summons and sent a message to Long Er: [Long Er, is Sister Yue gone? 】
The message came back quickly: [Let’s go, young master, what’s the matter? 】
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the sun and moon mirror on the table, and replied: [Long'er, I have some things here, and I will put them at your place tomorrow morning. If I don’t come back in three days, you give them to Sister Yue and say they are gifts from me]
Xiao Longnu: [Master, what is it? Where is the young master going? Why might I not come back after three days? 】
Luo Qingzhou didn't reply again, and replied to Zhu Yan a few more messages.
He looked at the princess's name above and moved his fingers, wanting to send her a message. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Tomorrow is the day when he and the eldest princess get married. What should he say to her?
At this time, the communication treasure suddenly vibrated.
Uncle Linghu sent a message: [The wedding robe and other decorations made for you by the palace have been delivered this afternoon. Do you want to come and try them tonight? 】
Luo Qingzhou: [No need]
Zhuzhu: [Let’s try it, it may be a little too big, I can help you modify it]
Luo Qingzhou: [No need, I only wear it once anyway]
Zhuzhu: [Let’s come here, the sect master asked me to tell you some etiquette that you need to observe tomorrow]
Luo Qingzhou: [Uncle Master, I won’t be with you tomorrow. I have something else to do and I need to take a step first. You go to the palace first, I will go there by myself】
Zhuzhu: [What do you have to do that is more important than getting married to the eldest princess? 】
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and did not reply. He raised his head and looked out the window.
He felt that he should go see them again and talk to them.
Maybe after tonight, never again...
He put away the sun and moon mirror on the table and went out.
Pearl was holding a throwing knife and standing in a daze in the small courtyard. When she saw him coming out, she quickly lowered her head and said timidly: "Uncle, do you want... do you want to have dinner? I will help you warm it up..."
Luo Qingzhou stopped in front of her.
Zhu'er's heart tightened and she clenched the flying knife in her hand.
Luo Qingzhou stared at her nervous face, looked at it quietly for a while, stretched out his hand, helped a few strands of hair on her temples, gently tucked them behind her ears, and said warmly: "Zhu'er, practice well and take good care of the second young lady. ."
Pearl raised her head and looked at him blankly.
Luo Qingzhou added: "My name is wrong, I should call you Little Steamed Bun, a white, fat and cute little Steamed Bun."
After saying that, he looked at her gently and left quickly.
Zhu'er stared at his back blankly until he was about to walk out of the door, then she mustered up the courage to say: "Aunt...Uncle, why do you call me a little steamed bun? Besides, I'm not fat at all..."
Luo Qingzhou stopped at the door, turned to look at her and said, "Because Xiaodie is called Xiaodie, so you are called Xiaomantou."
Hearing this, Zhu'er still looked confused: "What about Qiu'er?"
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Qiu'er is also called a little butterfly, but it's just a little butterfly in autumn."
Pearl was even more confused: "What about Miss?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned, silent for a moment, and said, "I don't know yet."
After that, leave quickly.
Zhu'er stood blankly in the small courtyard, thinking for a long time with a confused face, but couldn't think of a reason. Finally, she could only say: "My uncle likes to give people unpleasant nicknames. If you have the ability, go and give them to everyone." Miss, get it for Madam, I’m sorry he doesn’t dare, huh!”
Luo Qingzhou went out, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the Lingchan Moon Palace next door.
No matter what, his and Xiaodie's beautiful life started from the moment they married into the Qin family and became Miss Qin's husband.
Although Miss Qin has always been indifferent to him, she has never treated him as a servant or an outsider.
So, he should go and say a few words.
"Dongdongdong!"
When he came to the door, he raised his hand and knocked directly, no longer as reserved as before.
"Squeak..."
The wooden door was knocked open directly by him.
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled. He glanced inside along the crack of the door and knocked a few more times. When no one responded, he opened the door and walked in.
The courtyard was piled with snow and quiet.
"Did everyone fall asleep?"
He hesitated for a moment and walked towards the corridor. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of "Dongdongdong" pounding medicine coming from the room next to him.
Xiao Bailing is refining medicine?
The door to the main room was not locked, just ajar.
Luo Qingzhou pushed open gently and walked to the door of Bai Ling's room. He found a gap in the door with a light on inside.
In the room, there was the sound of pounding medicine, and at the same time came the beeping sound of lark: "I pound it, pound it once, my uncle laughs, pound it two times, my uncle shouts, pound it three times, my uncle urinates... Pound it..." Five, six, seven, eighty, ninety times, my uncle cried and said no... I continued to pound, my uncle begged for mercy..."
Luo Qingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth, opened the door and walked in.
Bai Ling was startled and immediately opened her eyes: "Aunt... aunt, aunt, aunt... uncle..."
Luo Qingzhou walked to the table, looked at the flower petals on the table and the medicinal juice in the medicine jar, lowered his head and smelled it, and said, "What medicine are you making?"
Bai Ling immediately hugged the medicine jar tightly in his arms and said nervously: "Uncle, this belongs to me..."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the drawer next to him.
Bai Ling immediately covered the drawer with his hand and said, "Uncle, there is nothing in it. There is no drug in it. Xiao Bai Ling can swear it."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, pulled her away, and then opened the drawer and saw that there were more than a dozen bags of medicine piled inside.
Bai Ling immediately said with a sad face: "Uncle, these are cold and headache medicine, not intoxicating medicine..."
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but take out all the medicine inside, then took out a cloth bag from his sleeve robe and put it all in.
Bellington became anxious, grabbed the medicine bag in his hand, held it in his arms, and whined: "Uncle, this is someone else's thing..."
Luo Qingzhou said: "What they own is not yours."
As he spoke, he tickled her with one hand and pulled hard with the other hand, pulling the bag back and then hanging it on his waist.
Bai Ling immediately pounced on his waist again.
Luo Qingzhou took the opportunity to pick her up, walked her around the room a few times, then put her on the bed and pressed on her.
Bai Ling opened her eyes wide and was about to struggle when Luo Qingzhou looked down at her and said, "Ba Ling, I want to apologize to you."
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then pouted and said: "I just robbed someone else's things, do you have to apologize? Humph, they won't accept it."
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said, "It's not because of this."
Bai Ling said: "What is that because of?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at her with complicated eyes and said: "When I got married to the eldest lady, I always thought it was you who had a bridal chamber with me that night, so I often took advantage of you and bullied you..."
Bai Ling was stunned and hummed: "My uncle is jealous of others. He obviously covets their beauty and covets their beauty. Huh, I don't want to listen to your sophistry."
Luo Qingzhou smiled and said: "I only apologize for the previous time. When I found out it was Chanchan, I was indeed jealous of you again. At that time, I might have coveted your beauty and beauty. ."
Bai Ling was silent for a moment, looked at his handsome face and said, "Uncle, you... why are you suddenly saying these things now?"
Then he suddenly said shyly: "Uncle, you...do you want to confess your love to me? But...but no, I have sworn that I will be a pink, tender, and pure little flower for the rest of my life, so I don't want to It was stained by my uncle."
Luo Qingzhou stared at her pretty face quietly for a while, then he let go of her, stood up and said, "Bailing, I don't have any other intentions. I just want to apologize to you. In fact, I treat you... "
He did not continue talking, patted the medicine bag on his waist and said, "Thank you for the medicine. If there is another chance, I will definitely thank you."
After saying that, he walked to the door and waved: "Go to bed early and I'll go see Chan Chan."
The door closed and footsteps left.
Bai Ling was lying on the bed, her hair was messy and her pink skirt was spread out. After staying there for a long time, Fang Youyou said quietly: "Bad uncle, you bullied me, are you just apologizing? I don't want to treat others..."
Luo Qingzhou came to the next room and was about to knock on the door when he suddenly heard the sound of sword practice coming from the garden behind.
His heart moved, and he turned around and went to the back garden.
The garden was covered in silver and covered with snow.
A thin figure wearing a pale green dress was practicing with a sword in the corner. She could only see the heavy shadow of the sword, and she was looming in the shadow of the sword.
Even with Grandmaster Luo Qingzhou's eyesight, sometimes he couldn't see where her real sword moves were.
What a fast sword!
Luo Qingzhou stood under the big tree, holding his breath and watching intently.
Chanchan's swordsmanship seems to have improved a lot than before. Whether it is speed, lethality, or the complexity of the sword moves, they are all different from those in the past.
Moreover, now she seems to have internal strength and sword will.
Luo Qingzhou looked at it carefully for a long time. The sword shadows all over the garden suddenly merged into one with a "swish" sound, and the erratic figure that appeared and disappeared clearly appeared under the big tree in front.
Xia Chan held the sword and looked at him.
Luo Qingzhou praised: "Chanchan, you are very powerful."
"Bang!"
Xia Chan sheathed her sword and walked towards him, carrying a cold sword aura that had not had time to dissipate.
She panted slightly, with two blushes on her pretty cheeks, and stopped in front of him. Her dark and clear eyes looked at him quietly, as if to say: Okay, can you take Chanchan with you?
Luo Qingzhou's heart suddenly felt pity and guilt, and he couldn't help but stretched out his arms and gently held her in his arms.
The two hugged each other and neither spoke.
The garden in the dark night was silent, except for the girl's gentle breathing after practicing the sword hard just now, and the sound of her heartbeat.
"certainly."
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Qingzhou said softly: "Of course I will take Chanchan with me to live and die together."
