In the ice mist, two lotuses, one red and one blue, flew back to Hua Qing'er's hands and transformed into two daggers again.
"Hey, you know how powerful my sister is, why don't you recognize it quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, a sword light struck from the ice mist. Hua Qing'er did not dodge, but saw that the sword light deviated from the trajectory and only cut off a branch not far away.
"Humph, I'm sorry you don't dare to hit me."
The ice mist dissipated, Qingya shook off the frost all over his body, patted his slightly stiff cheek, and played a few sword flowers. Although he looked a little embarrassed, the blow did not have much impact.
"I haven't seen you for many days. Sister Qing'er's swordsmanship is even more unpredictable and sharp than that day in the ring. She is worthy of being the best in Tianxuan."
While he was talking, dense golden phantom swords emerged from the Qingming sword body, flying around Qingya in chaos, and then gradually dimmed until they disappeared.
There seemed to be the sound of swords ringing in her ears. Hua Qing'er turned her face sideways, and a sword light grazed the side of her face and passed quickly, penetrating the tree trunk behind her and flying into the distant greenery, startling a group of birds.
"It seems like you've made a lot of progress."
Hua Qing'er turned the ice lotus in her hand with a smile. Then she saw Hua Qing'er clenching her fist with five fingers. The blue dagger broke into tiny ice crystals. As Hua Qing'er's fingertips danced, they fell around. It looked like a layer of mist, shrouding Hua Qing'er's surroundings.
When Qing Ya moved, three sword lights reflected in the air, and three phantom swords appeared above Hua Qing'er's head, falling rapidly downwards with the intention of sealing her space, but only three "ding ding ding" sounds were heard. The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the speeding phantom sword was intercepted by ice crystals appearing in the mist. The two soldiers connected, the phantom sword dissipated, the ice crystals shattered, and they were evenly matched.
I didn't expect that Twin Lotuses could be used like this.
This is the first time that Qingya has truly seen the power of the divine weapon. Unexpectedly, the twin lotuses can actually change their forms. This really shocks Qingya.
And Hua Qing'er was able to master the method of fending off enemies after only seeing the sword point to the stars once, which poured cold water on Qing Ya's growing arrogance after winning the championship.
Although the attack was frustrated, once the competition started, the only choice was to win.
The long sword scattered the sword light all over the sky, sweeping towards Hua Qing'er like a drizzle of rain. Riding on the sword rain all over the sky, Qingya was wrapped with the fierce sword intent, and it flew away like lightning. I saw a big silver light above the sword tip. Sheng, as dazzling as a falling star from the sky, this blow is bound to penetrate the stars.
The thunder ceased its fury, and the river and sea condensed into clear light.
Hua Qing'er made lotus flowers by hand, and the red lotus bloomed with bursts of red light. The ice crystals originally scattered around Hua Qing'er seemed to have been melted, forming rivers and gradually forming the sea.
Afterwards, the red lotus also flowed into the rolling river and sea like molten magma. When the two met, they instantly stirred up bursts of white mist. The white mist was mixed with bursts of thunder and greeted the oncoming sword light. .
an hour later
"Hum hum."
The bean paste wrapped in ice skin filled the heart with sweetness after being chilled, so much so that Hua Qing'er couldn't help but let out a satisfied hum.
"As expected, the one with bean paste filling is still delicious. Well, this one is filled with five kernels. Here it is for you."
As a result, when Hua Qing'er handed over the snow glutinous rice dumplings, Qing Ya had only one thought in her mind: Why are there foods stuffed with five kernels in the world?
Dusk is rising, and the ink-stained darkness is suppressing the last trace of afterglow on the horizon. After a while, the night is completely suppressed. The two siblings changed into light clothes and went out early after dinner.
By the West Lake, tea mountains, clouds and water are intertwined. Under the vague mountain scenery, winding paths lead to the depths of the dusk. The roads are surrounded by metasequoia trees that are hundreds of years old. The numerous branches and leaves blocked the rising moonlight, and it seemed quiet and deserted at first glance, but there were several secret whistles in the dark, watching the wind and grass here.
It's just that tonight's visitors took an unusual route. The two men wielding swords flew past like crows in the night, disappearing without a trace in the night. The night in the mountains and forests became more and more solemn, and a corner of a house was revealed in front of the two of them.
The winding mountain road spirals upward. At the end of the mountain road, a palace-like courtyard is brightly lit in the night, with flying pavilions and multiple towers, shaded by green trees, red walls and yellow tiles, and is magnificent. The entire courtyard is laid out in a traditional central axis symmetrical layout, divided into east and west sides. Two three-arch archways stand on both sides, with the Chinese characters "De Pei Tian and Di" and "Tao Guan Ancient and Modern" engraved on them.
It is said that this place was originally the royal Confucian temple of the Southern Dynasties during the division of the North and the South. After the unification of the world, it was gradually used as the residence of successive city lords.
Like mayflies in the dark night, the two of them shuttled back and forth on the palace wall and among the shadows of the trees. They crossed Panchi, Lingxing Gate, and Dacheng Gate, and arrived at the backyard. They found the room with the brightest lights, but there were lights all around the house. The guards were patrolling, and the two could not see what was going on inside from the windows, so they landed quietly on the roof.
But Hua Qing'er gently touched a piece of tile with her dagger Fire Lotus, and the tile was burned red and seemed to be about to explode. Then I saw her touching the tiles with the ice lotus. In an instant, the originally thick tiles turned into a burst of fly ash. Hua Qing'er waved her palm, and the fly ash dissipated, and the situation in the house was also revealed. In front of the two of them.
Although the gentleman on Liang Shang was rude, Qing Ya was not a pedantic person. Looking down, he saw a man in his forties sitting at the desk. On the table were spread out information about public security management incidents in various places. He quickly wrote down how to deal with numerous incidents on paper, and then called the messengers waiting outside the house to deliver them to various villages and towns under his control overnight.
Perhaps because he was a little tired, he put down his pen and rubbed his eyes, stood up again, stretched and walked back and forth a few steps, then sat down again, picked up the wick in the lamp, and picked up his pen again.
Although Qingya has never met this city lord, in the past ten years or so, the city lord's reputation among the people has been praised by everyone. He personally supervised the construction of the Qianjiang River dam, which solved the problem of farmers along the bank being flooded during the rainy season. He also led troops to annihilate the bandits entrenched in the surrounding mountains and forests, creating Qiantang's current Haiyan River Qing, and so on. The deeds are too numerous to mention.
From the perspective of Qingya's own subjective wishes, he did not want the city lord to have anything to do with the Wild Fire Cult, but the clues were already pointing here, and he hoped that the final fact would not be as bad as he thought.
After a while, Qingya and the two left here and came to the wing located on the west side of the courtyard. This should be the residence of the family.
Before the two of them landed, they heard voices expelling servants from inside the house: "Did any of you tip off dad? Otherwise, how could he have captured me so quickly? Get out of here." I won’t eat until you admit it.”
The sound was as clear and crisp as ice cubes hitting a porcelain bowl. Who was it if it wasn't the charming and naive Xia Ci girl I saw the day before yesterday?
