The next day, Hexian Inn.
Early in the morning, Ning Yuanzhou pulled Jingting up from meditating.
There is no other reason, the spies from Liudaotang came to report.
The envoy Changqinghou and others who were coming to visit the mission had already entered Hexian County.
"They entered Hexian County to find the mission. What did you ask me to do? I am not a member of the mission."
Feeling the early morning sun, Jingting stretched out: "Have you had breakfast? Together?"
"What's for breakfast? Two people came from Anguo this time. Li Tongguang, Marquis of Changqing, the envoy, and Fan Dongming, the young minister of Honglu Temple in Anguo." Ning Yuanzhou pulled the lazy Jingting: "I want to see you. Your Highness is the Young Minister of Honglu Temple."
"Then why is Marquis Changqing here?"
"This Marquis of Changqing spread the word before entering He County that he wanted to see you."
"Oh." Jingting replied lightly.
"Oh!? Why don't you react at all?"
"What reaction do you want me to have? Marquis Changqing is nothing. It's not like the regent has never been beaten before. When he comes, tell him that I will wait for him in the pavilion in the backyard, and..."
Jingting yawned: "Bring Pindao's breakfast over here."
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The people from Anguo arrived very quickly. Before breakfast was finished, Jingting saw the famous Marquis Changqing.
The young man was dressed in white and brocade, with a handsome face. His purple robe swayed gently in the breeze, and he slowly walked up to Jingting with a long sword in his hand.
"have you eaten?"
Jingting raised her head and motioned for the young man to sit down.
"I am traveling in a hurry and don't want to be delayed on the road. There are not yet this morning."
"oh."
Jingting nodded, looked at Li Tongguang, then looked down at the white porridge in his bowl, then looked up again: "If you haven't eaten it, eat it quickly. Pindao doesn't have any."
The atmosphere in the backyard pavilion was a bit solid.
"Haha, you are quite interesting as a Taoist priest."
Li Tongguang smiled and sat in front of Jingting: "I traveled thousands of miles from Andu to He County, not just for the Taoist Priest's bowl of porridge."
"What's that for?"
"Zhu Yiwei investigated the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest went to Wudu a few months ago to find someone."
Li Tongguang took the scroll he carried with him and spread it out on the stone table. The painting showed a woman who looked very similar to Ren Ruyi: "I would like to know if the Taoist priest has been found?"
"The painting is too bad, here... and here..."
Without answering Li Tongguang's words, Jingting's clear water was used as ink, and the tail of chopsticks was used as a pen to outline the scroll. With just a few strokes, Ren Ruyi on the scroll came to life.
"You've seen her! Where have you seen her? Where is she!" Li Tongguang's eyes widened and he stood up suddenly.
"Why should Pindao tell you?"
bass!
Li Tongguang pulled out his sword and pointed it at Jingting: "This is the Qingyun sword she gave me back then, made of meteorite iron. I have never left my side for many years. I have accompanied me on the battlefield and killed countless people! How dare you not tell me, Do you believe I will kill you?"
"Try?"
The Taoist priest in Qingyi smiled slightly.
"good!"
The cold light of the sword unsheathed illuminated the early morning sun. Wherever the sharp sword light passed, there was a chilling atmosphere. Unfortunately... it only lasted for a moment.
The Taoist's left hand reached out like lightning, and clamped the blade of Qingyun Sword between his index and middle fingers.
"you……"
Li Tongguang tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and drew it fiercely. However, the sword seemed to be bound by an iron hoop and stopped quietly between the Taoist's fingers, motionless.
"Good sword."
Jingting admired the Qingyun Sword between her fingers: "You just said that she gave this sword to you. I want it, so let go!"
"impossible!"
Li Tongguang had used all his strength, his eyes were red and he was gritting his teeth.
"Pindao said, let go!"
Raising her index finger slightly, Jingting used her three successes and flicked her finger.
Buzz!
The sword roared, and the tyrannical internal force instantly passed through and shocked Li Tongguang's hand. In an instant, Changqing Hou felt numbness in his palm, and a tingling sensation rushed straight to his brain, but he still held the sword tightly in his hand.
"let go!"
Jingting raised his finger again, this time it was six successes.
The young man's palm holding the sword trembled, and the tiger's mouth instantly split open. Blood spurted out, dyeing the sword's hilt red, and dripped on the stone table. However, he still held on to the hilt tightly, gritting his teeth and both sides turned red.
Jingting took a deep look at Li Tongguang and raised his finger again.
This time, it was nine successes.
puff!
Li Tongguang's face was as pale as paper, blood was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and the blood spurted out uncontrollably from between his lips, dyeing the young man's snow-white brocade fur red.
"If Pindao points his finger, you will definitely die. Pindao will give you another chance, let go!"
Jingting spoke calmly.
"Don't... think about..."
Li Tongguang spoke very slowly and his voice was very weak. Every word he spat out was accompanied by a mouthful of blood. But the young man's eyes were firm, staring at Jingting in front of him, his eyes full of death and madness.
Unexpectedly, Jingting released his fingers holding the sword.
Li Tongguang was no longer able to hold the sword. The moment Jingting let go, the sword fell.
silent……
Marquis Changqing did not let the sword fall to the ground. He leaned over quickly and caught the sword with both arms.
puff!
This action made his injury aggravated.
When he stood up and slumped down on the stone bench again, Jingting took out a bottle of pills from his arms and pushed them in front of him.
"To treat internal injuries."
"I...ahem...I...have mine myself." Li Tongguang took out two pills from his arms and took them. He closed his eyes and used his internal energy. After a while, blood stopped oozing from the corners of his mouth.
"Tell your story, you and her."
Jingting tapped the scroll on the table. The woman on the scroll had been dyed red by Li Tongguang's blood, adding a bit of eerieness.
"She is my master."
After taking a few breaths, Li Tongguang finally managed to speak: "I am the son of the eldest princess and a Wu man. I came from a humble background and suffered all kinds of humiliation. She is the teacher invited by the Queen for me."
"Queen Zhaojie?"
"Yes." Li Tongguang was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"
"continue."
"Everyone looks down on me, but she is the only one who looks up to me. She taught me martial arts, taught me principles, protected me, and led me out of the wolf pack. When I lost, she told me to remember the humiliation so that I wouldn't do it next time. Lose... Six years ago, she left, saying she was going on a mission, and never came back. Later, there was a fire in the Yaoyue Tower, and Queen Zhaojie died. Your Majesty, she was the culprit. I don't believe it... But I can't help it... Later, news of her death came.”
"You believed she was dead."
"I don't believe it! Cough...cough...I don't believe it, but everyone told me so...until~I saw this painting."
As he spoke, Li Tongguang actually knelt down, bowed his head to Jingting and begged: "I beg you, please tell me, Taoist priest, tell me where she is, and I will give you whatever you want. Isn't your mission asking for it?" Lord of the Wu Kingdom, I will let him go when I get back and send him to He County. I just beg you, please tell me where she is."
"I don't want anything."
Jingting shook his head and helped Li Tongguang up: "Can you still use force? Try the most powerful move she taught you on me."
"Can!"
Li Tongguang gritted his teeth, turned one hand into a claw, turned into several strange phantoms, and grabbed Jingting's nose at a tricky angle.
"Building lotus hands every step of the way, he is really..."
Jingting recognized the name of Li Tongguang's move and did not choose to resist. Jingting took a half step back to avoid Li Tongguang's attack.
"Taoist Priest..."
This move was very draining to Li Tongguang. The injury he had just suppressed recurred again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Ignoring Li Tongguang's call, Jingting turned and left.
Holding his aching chest, Li Tongguang stood up and wanted to catch up, but he stayed where he was. Where the Qingyi Taoist left, there was a woman standing.
Red clothes, peerless elegance.
