Chapter 24: The Love of a Phoenix (3)

Vast green grassland.

　　There was a stretch of black tents. The soldiers of the Xia Dynasty woke up in the morning. Some of them fed their horses, while others packed up their military tents.

　　Ye Guhan was lying in the haystack, with his hands outstretched, looking at the idle clouds in the sky.

　　A fully armored military officer rode up to him and said, "Palace Master Ye, according to spies, a group of barbarian beast riders have come to the western forest. The number is unknown. What should we do next?"

　　Ye Guhan pulled at the long beard on his face and responded:

　　"How could the barbarians penetrate into Liang Province? How would you deal with this situation in the past?"

　　The military marquis thought for a moment and said, "Since the number is unknown, let's free up a battalion on the left wing to test the waters and then make plans."

　　Ye Guhan stood up from the haystack, his rat eyes swept towards the distant forest: "Then let's give it a try. With my strength as a backup, a mere barbarian rider is nothing. The advantage is mine."

　　"Yes, sir."

　　As he spoke, the general grabbed the reins of his horse and prepared to return to the camp to deploy a feint attack.

　　Suddenly, the grass in the fertile field rustled, and a crack appeared in the space. A barbarian in linen clothes and holding a Zen stick walked out:

　　"Palace Master Ye, are you so sure that you can take care of everything?"

　　Ye Guhan frowned, looking cautious, and then said, "I don't know which barbarian Dongxu has come here."

　　The barbarian holding the staff stood suspended on the grass and chanted six words:

　　"Barbarian Court Worshiper, Wu Han."

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　　Bang--

　　Several fireworks exploded at the competition venue.

　　The eight martial arts arenas were filled with contestants one after another, and the audience was heatedly debating the outcome of the current competition.

　　The sect leader sat on the high platform, and only Qi Buchi and Yue Miao sat on the gold, silver and jade thrones in the front row.

　　"Brother Qi, do you think the winner of today's points competition will be Liu Guzhou or Jiang Xuanji?"

　　Listening to the question from his neighbor Yue Miao, Qi Bu Chi put down the chess book in his hand and laughed: "Both of them have entered the knockout round, so winning or losing in the points round is not a big deal, but..."

　　Qi Bu Chi said, his eyes fell on the martial arts arena, and continued: "Liu Guzhou's opponent this time should not be underestimated. To defeat her, Liu Guzhou will probably spend some time."

　　"Oh." Yue Miao exclaimed, "Brother Qi, do you mean that Liu Guzhou still held back in the first nine games?"

　　He was not stupid at all and just smiled without saying a word, looking at the chess record.

　　Upon seeing this, Yue Miao said no more and looked down at the platform in the middle of the eight fighting arenas below.

　　The girl, wearing a dark white narrow-sleeved flag skirt and purple-blue double buns, stood facing the wind without holding any weapon.

　　The heterochromatic eyes were filled with a different look, staring deeply at the figure walking out of the distant corridor.

　　Tap--

　　Su Yun, wearing a black long gown, walked up to the arena, glanced at the sweet-looking girl, and frowned slightly.

　　Su Yun had seen this girl before his first competition.

　　At that time, the judge who was sitting on the edge of the competition platform confirmed the identity of the contestants with the jade disc in his hand, and then declared: "The points competition will be ten matches, Liu Guzhou from Penglai Island will face Bai Qianqian from Tianji Sect."

　　The words fell.

　　Su Yun took out the Hengqiu sword from his waist and held it horizontally with both hands: "Penglai Island, Liu Guzhou."

　　Bai Qianqian took two steps forward and took out a recorder from behind her waist. She looked very cautious in front of Su Yun and said, "Tianji Sect, Bai Qianqian."

　　Both sides exchanged greetings.

　　Su Yun used his spiritual sense to scan Bai Qianqian, and he reached the eighth level of spiritual cultivation. He then drew out his Hengqiu Knife and said, "I'm sorry for the offense."

　　Whoosh——

　　The Hengqiu Sword drew a shocking white rainbow in the air.

　　In the first nine matches, Su Yun took the initiative to attack the enemy.

　　Generally speaking, those who are not as advanced as him will be put on the passive side, and there are very few people who can be on equal terms with him after he gets close to them.

　　This trick works every time.

　　However, changes often come quickly.

　　Just as Su Yun pressed his whole body to the ground and was about to attack Bai Qianqian like a wind leopard.

　　Bai Qianqian suddenly jumped upwards, and the hand that was not holding the flute sent out a stream of spiritual power to hook towards the flagpole on the side of the arena. Then, her whole body swung up, and she used the spiritual power to build a bridge between the flagpoles on both sides of the arena and stood on it in mid-air.

　　Su Yun was in high spirits and used a trick that had always worked, but this was the first time he encountered such a method of cracking it.

　　It felt like everything about what I was going to do and where I was going to strike was guessed in advance.

　　Immediately, Su Yun held the knife in both hands and looked up at Bai Qianqian, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Bai, did you see through my knife skills and jump up to avoid me?"

　　Bai Qianqian twirled the recorder in her right hand, walking on the spiritual power, her purple left eye closed, her green right eye flickering, looking at Su Yun: "Are you curious?"

　　Su Yun turned his sword back and said, "If I were curious, would you tell me?"

　　"That's definitely not the case." Bai Qianqian said, sitting on the silk, swinging her feet and stroking the recorder with her hands:

　　"I don't know how to use weapons, so I can't beat you in close combat. But I have a flute made of thousand-year-old seawood, which I have spent several years to refine. So I want to invite you to listen to a song, okay?"

　　At this point in the points competition, Su Yun has already secured a place in the knockout round, so it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses this battle.

　　After thinking about it, Su Yun held the Hengqiu Knife upside down and said calmly: "Okay! But after listening to the song, I want to ask Brother Bai a few questions. I hope you can tell me."

　　Bai Qianqian opened her eyes, put the recorder under her lips, and said before playing: "I know what you want to ask, and I can't answer those questions for you. But maybe in this song, you will find the answer, so listen to it."

　　As she spoke, Bai Qianqian pressed the holes with her fingers, played the recorder, and looked at Su Yun's expression, gradually becoming more focused.

　　The flute sounds melodious and light, filling your ears.

　　In the blink of an eye, when he opened his eyes, the scenery around Su Yun suddenly changed.

　　At this moment, Su Yun was standing in the plum forest on the top of a quiet mountain. In front of him was the altar on the top of the mountain. A young child in white was holding a wooden sword in the snow, practicing the sword moves of the Sword Pavilion. The rusty sword on the altar trembled slightly with each swing of the child.

　　In the blink of an eye, it was sunset.

　　A familiar figure ran out from behind, squatted in front of the child in white, and wiped the sweat off his face.

　　Gazing at the squatting figure and the cold and beautiful face with eyebrows like distant mountains, Su Yun involuntarily took a step forward, walked to the side of the two people, and stretched out his trembling right hand towards her face.

　　The moment you get it, you pass through it.

　　There is no temperature, no touch, everything is empty and yet so real.

　　"Mother!" "Mother."

　　"Hey."

　　Su Yun and the child called out at the same time, but the person who responded to Shangguan Yuhe who was squatting there was little Su Yun.

　　Stroking Xiao Suyun's hair, Shangguan Yuhe whispered softly: "Why do you practice sword alone in the mountains for so long?"

　　Little Su Yun smiled and said, "I don't know, Yun'er just wants to practice."

　　Shangguan Yuhe was startled, then pinched Xiao Suyun's face unhappily, picked up Xiao Suyun's sword, held Xiao Suyun's cold and swollen little hand, and said softly:

　　"I won't practice today. Mom made something delicious. Do you want to eat?"

　　Little Su Yun nodded obediently and said with bared teeth: "Okay!"

　　Suddenly, the mother took the young Su Yun by the hand, passed through Su Yun's vague and illusory figure, and walked down the mountain.

　　Su Yun knelt there, his hands on the snow, not daring to look back at his mother.

　　Another blink.

　　The snow turned into peach petals all over the ground, the sound of a piano filled his ears, and Su Yun looked up.

　　In the Peach Blossom Garden, the peach trees that block out the sun scatter thousands of petals.

　　On the courtyard terrace, a beautiful woman in a pink long skirt with a mature temperament gently pressed the strings of a musical instrument, her eyes full of tenderness staring at Su Yun: "Yun'er has practiced for a while, why don't you take a break?"

　　"I...I." Peach petals slowly fell in front of Su Yun's eyes, and his throat choked with sobs.

　　Before he could say half a word.

　　Su Yun heard the sound of footsteps behind his ears.

　　Little Su Yun ran to Pei Wan's side with a peach wood sword in hand and sat down, tilting his head: "With Wan Niang accompanying me to practice swordplay, Yun'er won't be tired."

　　Pei Wan pinched Xiao Suyun's nose: "Where should I put my hands?"

　　"Huh? No. By the way, Wanniang, Senior Brother Cao and I have learned a new sword technique. Let Yun'er dance for you!" Little Su Yun raised his hand that was pressing deep on Wanniang's legs, picked up the sword again, and ran to the yard to dance with the sword.

　　The mature and beautiful face was smiling, and with each breath, the collar of her long skirt opened and closed, and a peach petal fell into the two large white and soft flesh grooves inside.

　　Pei Wan shook his head and smiled: "This little rascal."

　　Su Yun looked back at his past experiences and smiled along with Wan Niang.

　　Then, he blinked again.

　　Both are in Taohuayuan, but...

　　Su Yun stood beside myself, wearing a dark gray cloth. This me... This was the night when I left the mountain a month ago!

　　Just as the thought came to her mind, the windowsill opened, and Wanniang, with an unusually red cheek and disheveled hair, poked her head out from the window. Her round and plump breasts pressed against the window sill, and she breathed rapidly: "Yun'er, ah... you're here... ah... um..."

　　Su Yun of the past said, "What happened to Wan Niang?"

　　Listening to the words he had said, Su Yun stood up from the petals and strolled towards the garden.

　　The illusory body passed through the wall without any obstruction.

　　In front of me, behind the window.

　　An Niang was lying on the windowsill with her clothes half undressed. Huang Feng was lying behind her. Her plump buttocks were slapped red by his slaps. The glans of his penis was inserted into An Niang's body, grinding it lightly.

　　After asking that question.

　　"Wait...you...wait a minute! Ah?" Wan Niang glanced behind her uneasily, her peach eyes filled with shame and humiliation.

　　An unyielding look rose with the sound, and Huang Feng's penis behind him violently penetrated An Niang's wet pussy.

　　"No!"

　　Looking at this, Su Yun wanted to pick up the Hengqiu Sword and swing it, but in his memory, he realized that he was unarmed and could not change what had happened.

　　"You...don't, don't...come here!" An Niang's mature and beautiful cheeks were flushed, and her vagina was constantly being pumped back and forth by Huang Feng's penis.

　　She walked forward while worrying about herself at that time, but her plump and beautiful buttocks were forced to cater to and sway with the penis of others.

　　The slender, graceful, docile and gentle Wan Niang had turned into a lewd and lowly person in front of Su Yun.

　　Su Yun leaned weakly against the wall, his ears buzzing. Looking at the scene, tears wanted to flow but couldn't come out, and he felt extremely dazed.

　　I don't know how much time passed, but then the windowsill closed with a click.

　　The scene changed slightly. Huang Feng pulled Wan Niang's waist and lay on the ground. Wan Niang then changed her position, squatting on it, holding the penis with her hand, and the honey flowing from her flower lips dripped onto Huang Feng's glans cap.

　　suddenly.

　　Wan Niang's coquettish look turned back to her familiar gracefulness, as if she could see herself, and she smiled and said, "Yun'er, why do you practice sword?"

　　Su Yun raised his head, not knowing how to answer.

　　"Hehe." The next moment, Wan Niang's hot and wet vagina rubbed the glans cap, and finally swallowed the thick and long penis completely. She rode on Huang Feng, and her ups and downs made the petals of her vagina red. Her lips opened roundly, and she cursed in front of Su Yun:

　　"You useless thing, you can't even answer a question... um... Others' penises are already inserted into Wan Niang's cunt... What's the point of you coming... um... um... Or do you like to watch Wan Niang being fucked by others?!"

　　"Come, come, come, come and watch Wan Niang being fucked. You are so stupid Yun'er... You have practiced sword fighting for more than ten years, but you can't even draw a sword... What's the use of you! Um... Oh!"

　　"Fucking in front of Yun'er... I'm going to die of pleasure... Let Yun'er watch his Wan Niang being fucked by the barbarian, being fucked into a slut by the barbarian's big penis... What should I do... It's so embarrassing... You don't know... Before you came to Taohuayuan, um... Wan Niang was already affected by his aphrodisiac?"

　　"Actually, Wan Niang could have dodged it... but... um... as soon as he grabbed Wan Niang's ass, her ass started to ooze out juice... um... did you know... oh, the barbarian's penis is so big... he's going to fuck Wan Niang into a little bitch... oh oh oh oh..."

　　Su Yun's eyes were red as she cried out, "An Niang, it's my fault, it's Yun Er's fault, if I had been able to..."

　　"Can you what can you do?" Wan Niang cursed: "Do you think you can save Wan Niang? No... Do you know why?"

　　Under Su Yun's suspicious gaze, Pei Wan suddenly lowered his head, kissed Huang Feng's thick lips, and forcefully rubbed Huang Feng's penis into his flower palace:

　　"Oh, so good, this big penis has penetrated to a place that you can't reach... It's fucked into Wan Niang's heart... You can't compare to it, you know, do you still practice sword like this?"

　　"Mm... Oh... It's so terrible, it's so terrible... I'm going to be fucked unconscious by Feng'er... Fucked to death... It's so swollen... It's really going to penetrate into Wanniang's heart... It's so hot, Wanniang can't bear it anymore, I'm going to cum in Wanniang... Just continue practicing swordplay... How about practicing swordplay while watching Wanniang being shot into her body by someone else's penis, oh oh oh oh????"

　　"Use this excuse to practice swordplay in the future... Wanniang's cunt is about to be broken by someone... Hmm... You're still practicing swordplay... I'm not worthy of being your Wanniang, it's coming... I feel his glans getting bigger inside Wanniang... He's about to cum, he's really going to cum... Oh oh oh... Wanniang wants to cum too... Wanniang likes to cum with the barbarian the most... So satisfying..."

　　"Come on... s---fuck Wanniang's honey hole, fuck Yun'er's wet nurse's cunt... so powerful... no... don't fuck there... what should I do, it's inserted into the flower chamber... it's so stimulating there... Yun'er, quickly pick up the sword and look at Wanniang... oh, um... s---fuck me... if you don't have the ability, you just have to watch Wanniang being treated like this... oh, it's over... it's filled with cum... the flower chamber has become a sperm chamber... Wanniang has released cum, it's so hot!!!"

　　"I've surrendered. Wan Niang has been completely fucked into submission by Feng'er's penis... From now on, you have to call me master and give birth to babies for me. I don't want Yun'er anymore... Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh?????????."

　　Afterwards, Pei Wan stood up, her breasts, which were larger than those of an ordinary person, stood up with tears of blood. She knelt down with her legs limp, and her vagina wrapped around Huang Feng's penis intimately and without hindrance.

　　Su Yun couldn't bear it and looked at Wan Niang again.

　　An Niang's peach-shaped eyes were blurred with tears, her lips were panting and she seemed to be smiling playfully, and her hand was pointing at her honey pot under Su Yun's gaze.

　　The fat buttocks slowly lifted up, and the lips spit out Huang Feng's thick and long penis. Finally, with a "bang", Huang Feng's dirty and smelly semen flowed out of the honey hole. She laughed:

　　"In that case, will Yun'er still practice sword?"

　　During this time, Su Yun blinked.

　　The absurd scene changed again and they came to the underground palace in the forbidden area of ​​the sand sea.

　　There is no mother, no myself, no Shaolang and Zhener, only myself and a calm lake.

　　Do you still practice swordplay yourself?

　　Kneeling in the lake, Su Yun looked at the face reflected in the water. It was not a mask, but the face of Liu Guzhou.

　　That is his own handsome face.

　　What is the purpose of practicing sword?

　　If you can't protect the people around you, are you worthy of practicing sword?

　　Su Yun sank his hand into the lake and suddenly grabbed a broken Hengqiu sword.

　　Drops of water fell, and ripples appeared in the distance. A Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian robe, a white dragon mask hanging around his waist, and with thick eyebrows and white hair, looking like an old man, walked out.

　　"Young man, your mind is broken."

　　"Collapse? Haha." Su Yun lowered his head and said, "In fact, I collapsed a long time ago, but I just don't want to believe it."

　　The scholar sat down next to Su Yun, holding a bowl of water in his hand: "If it collapses, we can start over. As long as people are alive, there is still hope."

　　Su Yunyin said: "Hope, what hope is there?"

　　The Confucian scholar said: "Everything in the world has its own path. You still have very important things to do. If you sink into despair, I will be very disappointed."

　　As he spoke, the scholar splashed water on Su Yun's face: "There is still a long way to go. Find your reason for holding the sword and face everything positively."

　　After a moment, Su Yun muttered: "Reason for holding a sword?"

　　Sau——

　　The water felt wet and cold against my face, and the sound of the wind was in my ears.

　　Blink again.

　　The scene returns to the quiet mountain top, where the altar is.

　　Mother was wearing a snow-white dress that fluttered in the wind. When Su Yun appeared, her dark eyebrows slightly raised and her clear eyes slightly opened: "Yun'er."

　　Su Yun nodded subconsciously.

　　Shangguan Yuhe stretched out his foot and walked towards him. Su Yun did not dodge in silence, thinking that this was another illusion.

　　I never thought that when my mother came to my side, she touched my face with her hand, which was as soft and gentle as jade: "Yun'er, do you remember what I said when I taught you to practice sword?"

　　Su Yun had a dazed look on his face.

　　Shangguan Yuhe gently stroked Su Yun's face, wiped across his nose, and smiled deeply:

　　"Mother has always believed that Yun'er can become a great swordsman who surpasses mother. Because Yun'er has a sword heart that surpasses mother and even all sword cultivators. As long as the sword heart is pure, then the sword in Yun'er's hand will not fear anything..."

　　"No matter how gloomy the sky is, the clouds will eventually break through."

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　　Bai Qianqian of Tianji Sect was born with different eyes. She can see the past with her left eye and see people's hearts with her right eye.

　　With their eyes drawn to the strange music of the flute, all the spectators in the competition venue saw Su Yun standing in the center of the arena with a single sword upside down, standing still like a piece of wood.

　　Bai Qianqian, who was sitting on the spiritual silk, also closed her eyes and fell asleep, lost in the endless past.

　　It was the twelfth year of Hongqing.

　　In a dirty alley in Gusu City, Xuzhou.

　　"Sister, will there really be some kindhearted person who will pick us up if we squat here?" Bai Qianqian, a little girl hugging her knees and wearing tattered linen clothes, said to her sister Bai Qianqian beside her.

　　Bai Qianqian, the elder sister, was still holding her hungry stomach. After hearing her younger sister's words, she turned her head and smiled, "It will happen. When you see the third group of people passing by, Qianqian, just cry directly. Don't hesitate."

　　The little girl Bai Qianqian looked at her sister and blinked her heterochromatic eyes: "Okay!"

　　At 9 o'clock in the morning, a carriage stopped outside the alley, attracting Bai Qianqian's attention from the depths of the alley.

　　I saw a young swordsman in a green robe lifting the curtain of the carriage, and then he pulled the curtain up.

　　A pair of lotus-colored cloth shoes peeked out from the curtain door. The girl's long skirt was as white as snow. The fox fur on her back was gently blown by the breeze. Her eyebrows were as dark as distant mountains, and her lips were thin and rosy.

　　Her face is only in her teens, but it already has a sense of otherworldly clarity and elegance.

　　"That sister in white is so beautiful." Bai Qianqian looked at the face of the girl in white infatuatedly and said, "Sister, can I start crying with this?"

　　Sister Bai Qianqian closed her eyes and said, "Qianqian, do you like practicing sword?"

　　Bai Qianqian touched her chin with her hand, pursed her lips, and thought for a while: "Forget it, it's tiring."

　　Tap--

　　The sound of footsteps came from far away and gradually approached. When they reached the two girls, the boy and girl stopped and squatted down at the same time.

　　The young swordsman spoke first: "Why are you two little kids squatting here?"

　　Bai Qianqian blinked her eyes, didn't dare to say anything, turned her head to look at her sister, and gave her a wink.

　　Over there, Bai Qianqian took out a tattered earthenware bowl from the clothes she was covering her face with and said, "Please give us a few copper coins. We two sisters haven't eaten for several days."

　　The girl in white squatting beside them had eyes like swords, cold and stern. She stared at the two girls without saying a word, took out a bulging bag of coins from her sleeve and put it in a clay bowl.

　　The young swordsman smiled and said to the two girls, "Would you like to come with us? Then you won't have to beg anymore."

　　Bai Qianqian shook her head: "Big brother, we only beg."

　　Upon hearing this, the young swordsman looked at the girl beside him.

　　The girl in white frowned slightly, then reached out to unbutton the fox fur collar and covered the two girls with it. She then placed a token carved with a sword pattern in the earthenware bowl, and opened her lips but could not utter a word.

　　Finally, it was the young swordsman beside him who spoke first: "If you two are starving one day, you can take this token to the city and find a market with a banner with the same sword pattern. They will take care of you, understand?"

　　Obviously, the girl in white didn't know how to comfort people, but it was obvious that the light in her clear and cold sword eyes was full of pity.

　　Afterwards, the young swordsman sighed helplessly, looked deeply at the two twins, and stood up.

　　Leading the girl in white, he walked towards the other end of the alley.

　　Suddenly, Bai Qianqian picked up the token and whispered to the two of them from behind: "Big sister is a kind person, can you tell us what our sisters' names are?"

　　The girl in white stopped her lotus foot and said in a clear and sweet voice, "Qingjing Mountain Sword Pavilion, Shangguan Yuhe!"

　　After saying this, the two of them walked out of the alley.

　　Seeing the two of them leave, sister Bai Qianqian could no longer hold back and reached for the clay bowl.

　　Snap——

　　"Ah, it hurts!" Bai Qianqian covered her mouth after her sister slapped her hand away, saying in pain: "You don't give me money, wuwuwu."

　　Bai Qianqian put away the purse and said in a pretentious manner:

　　"Will you use the money if you give it to me?"

　　"Sister, let me ask you, two chicken legs are the same price as three sesame cakes, three sesame cakes are the same price as six fragrant pears, and a chicken leg costs three and a half copper coins, so how many copper coins does a fragrant pear cost?"

　　Bai Qianqian raised her hands and counted them one by one.

　　After counting for a while, Bai Qianqian turned around and smiled at her sister, "Sister, let's not count it. Let's go buy some delicious chicken drumsticks later, okay?"

　　"Okay, okay, when the third group of people arrives, you can go buy chicken legs."

　　"Um!"

　　Time passed little by little, until noon.

　　Sister Bai Qianqian was dozing off out of boredom when she heard footsteps outside the alley and a group of black-clad swordsmen rushed in.

　　Bai Qianqian was so startled that she woke up, only to see her sister putting the token given by the sister in white, Shangguan Yuhe, in front of her.

　　After scanning the token, those masked black-clad swordsmen left one after another.

　　Afterwards, Bai Qianqian blinked and asked her sister: "Who are those people? They are so scary."

　　Bai Qianqian put away the token, lay in her sister's arms, and found a comfortable position: "Hehuan Palace, the bad guys who specialize in catching little girls. Okay Qianqian, don't move, the third group of people will be here soon."

　　Half an hour had passed, and the younger sister was beginning to suspect that her elder sister was deliberately trying to find a good place to sleep.

　　A young man dressed in simple cloth and with a slightly weathered look on his face walked into the alley, leading an old horse.

　　Bai Qianqian quickly lowered her head and glanced at her "soundly sleeping" sister, then burst into tears.

　　"Wow, please have pity on the baby. My baby hasn't had a full meal for three days. Guoguo, please save the baby, Guobur... uh... Big Guoguo."

　　The younger sister cried and stared blankly at the young man leading the horse in front of her. He was standing there staring at her, staring at her for a long time without saying a word.

　　The atmosphere was inexplicably creepy. A slightly frightened Bai Qianqian began to shake her sister's body: "Sister...sister, please...wake up, Qianqian is a little scared."

　　unexpected.

　　Bai Qianqian, who was in her sister's arms, stood up and opened her eyes. Orange-gold light spilled out and radiated on the young man.

　　Her eyebrows furrowed immediately, and she fell limply back into her sister's arms, muttering in a faint voice, "Wow, what a big tree. It's really big."

　　After saying that, Bai Qianqian fainted.

　　"Sister!" Bai Qianqian looked down at her sister, opened her mouth and looked up at the boy, and stretched out her hand: "My baby is dead, you have to compensate me with a chicken leg!"

　　The boy looked at the two cute and strange girls and said, "How about you stay with me from now on?"

　　Originally, her sister's plan was to let this man pick them up, and Bai Qianqian still believed in her sister's vision.

　　This young brother should not be a bad person.

　　But Bai Qianqian did not forget to steal a bag of money from her sister's arms, and then talked to the boy: "If I follow you, can I eat chicken legs?"

　　The young man glanced at Biluo and said, "Yes."

　　"Okay, my name is Bai Qianqian, my baby... no, my sister is Bai Qianqian, what's your name, big brother?"

　　The young man turned around and said calmly, "My name is Xu You, Xu means the country and the world, and You means the same as Wenguiyoutong."

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　　The old horse carried the still drowsy Bai Qianqian and Bai Qianqian out of the alley.

　　"Big brother, where are we going next?"

　　Xu You led the horse and thought for a moment before saying, "We are going to go to the Holy Lake in Chizhou City, and then go to the Tianji Gate in Jinling City to kick the door, but we have to find a place for the two of you to stay first."

　　Bai Qianqian was on the horse, her right green eye radiating light, and she was worried: "Is it dangerous to kick the door? Will big brother die?"

　　Listening to Bai Qianqian's words, Xu You chuckled: "Don't worry, brother is very powerful. Unless brother seeks death himself, no one in the world can kill me."

　　Afterwards, Bai Qianqian swung her feet in peace: "How powerful is my brother? Is he as powerful as me?"

　　As she spoke, Bai Qianqian patted her chest, which was not very wealthy.

　　Xu You looked back and glanced at the little girl: "No, you are better than your brother."

　　"hey-hey!"

　　After a while, many years passed.

　　In the Sutra Library of Tianji Gate, elder sister Bai Qianqian, with two buns in her hair, sat quietly on a wooden bench with gold threads with her eyes closed. The sunlight sprinkled on her fair cheeks, like a golden gauze covering her.

　　She swung her delicate feet and asked, "Brother, what book are we going to read today?"

　　The young brother back then has grown into a handsome young man. He sits next to Bai Qianqian, holding a blank book and reading, "Today I will tell you the history of the founding of the Xia Dynasty..."

　　Beside.

　　Bai Qianqian, who was born with heterochromia, covered her red forehead with her hands and looked at the weeping crabapples in the yard with grievance. She said angrily, "This is the 322nd time I got beaten by my brother. I'll remember this grudge. When I grow up, I will pay it back in one go. Humph!"

　　"You still don't let Qianqian run around, but there are only weeping crabapples here, which are not as beautiful as the scenery of Jiangnan. They are as ugly as your brother! Ah, take my overwhelming blow!"

　　Peng——

　　Spiritual energy emanated from Bai Qianqian's palm, and a water arrow accurately hit the crabapple tree in the yard.

　　The crabapple tree 'swayed' in Bai Qianqian's eyes without moving at all.

　　Bai Qianqian clapped her hands, put her hands on her hips proudly, turned around, covered her mouth again, and ran over: "Brother, why are you telling stories to me alone again? Qianqian wants to listen too!"

　　Spring goes and autumn comes, the years pass.

　　The weeping crabapples bloomed one after another, but none of the disciples of the Tianji Sect knew that inside the Sutra Repository, there were two girls who followed Xu You to read all the books in the world, comprehending the truth of the past dynasties, recording the ups and downs of today, and integrating the secrets of heaven into the Spring and Autumn Period.

　　This makes the way of heaven the secret of heaven for all eternity, storing the secret in the future, born in the past, and also originating from people's hearts.

　　Those years were so beautiful, so beautiful that even Bai Qianqian, who was playing the flute on the arena, had a faint smile on her face.

　　However, just watch the flowers bloom and wait for them to fall.

　　Time will always pass, ten years later.

　　"Qianqian, Qianqian. Let's go. I'll show you the prosperity of the immortal world and the so-called world..." After that, Xu You took the twin sisters to travel all over the nine provinces of Daxia.

　　Along the way, Bai Qianqian, who has her eyes set on the future, has become more and more transparent, almost like a banished immortal.

　　With her left eye watching the past and her right eye observing people's hearts, the quirky Bai Qianqian became more and more silent, giving off an aura that said "keep away from strangers".

　　After many twists and turns, he returned to Tianji Gate. Looking at the two sisters with completely different auras, Xu You couldn't help but sigh: "Those who observe people's hearts will find it difficult to cross the mortal world, and those who observe the future will find it difficult to care about the mortal world."

　　"It's time to go."

　　Standing in front of the Guantian Hall of Tianji Gate, Xu You turned around with a friendly expression: "I am going out for a while, you don't have to follow me. This time may take a long time. If I don't come back, don't look for me, continue to complete the Spring and Autumn Ceremony, remember."

　　Although the two sisters were confused, they did not ask.

　　Xu You smiled, looking at the two grown-ups, with a hint of relief in his eyes: "After today, Qianqian, you will be the leader of Tianji Sect."

　　"I understand, brother." Bai Qianqian closed her eyes and smiled.

　　"Qianqian, how about you look at me again?"

　　As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Qianqian opened her eyes and an orange-gold light shone down.

　　After a full quarter of an hour, she closed her eyes, her body swaying, "Qianqian saw the earth-bound Azure Dragon, the leaves of Jianmu falling, the universe turned upside down, and... there was also a flash of sword light?"

　　After a short silence, Xu You reached out and touched Bai Qianqian's head: "Thank you for your hard work."

　　Then, Xu You looked at Bai Qianqian again: "Qianqian, remember to listen to your sister, okay?"

　　"Hmph!" Bai Qianqian's emerald green right eye lit up. She glanced at Xu You, turned her head away, her nose slightly red, and snorted with a slight tremor.

　　It turns out that nothing can be hidden from this little girl.

　　Xu You sighed, turned around with his hands behind his back and said, "If Dugu Xiwu comes looking for me in the future, I will give her the Zheyue Knife and ask her to find Boss Gu from Qiongyaoxuan and pass it to Young Su Yun."

　　After saying this, Xu You walked down the mountain, saying:

　　"The matter here is settled, and the world can be at peace."

　　—————————

　　The wind stopped and the flute music stopped.

　　Su Yun and Bai Qianqian's eyes lit up.

　　All the images disappeared, and Su Yun stood in the center of the arena. The Hengqiu Sword in his hand turned into pieces the moment he woke up.

　　Bai Qianqian, who was sitting upright on the spiritual silk, was playing a recorder that suddenly broke.

　　"Puff." With a sound of air puffing, a thin streak of blood came out of Bai Qianqian's mouth, and her whole body fell down.

　　Instantly, Su Yun moved first and rushed towards him:

　　"Daoyou, be careful."

　　Boom——

　　Bai Qianqian fell into Su Yun's arms. The little girl was very soft and gentle in her touch.

　　Judgment also rushed to the side of the two: "You two, are you okay?"

　　"I'm fine." Bai Qianqian wiped the blood from the edge of her mouth and looked at Su Yun: "Daoyou, how long are you going to hold me?"

　　"Well."

　　Su Yun's face paused, he half-knelt down and let go of Bai Qianqian.

　　The judge standing nearby saw that neither of them was injured, so he asked with relief, "Do we still want to continue this competition?"

　　"This..." Su Yun was about to speak.

　　Bai Qianqian immediately straightened her chest and raised her head, looking up at Su Yun who was taller than her, and snorted with confidence: "I won this competition, because the illusion of Xun Xin Qu was shattered, and I woke up first!"

　　Su Yun blinked his eyes: "Well, that means Fellow Daoist Bai won."

　　After hearing what the two said, Judgment thought for a moment and said, "Okay then."

　　After he finished speaking, he turned around, pointed at Bai Qianqian's name with the jade disc, and announced the winner of this match to the audience.

　　"Friend Bai, what was that song just now about?"

　　"Friend Bai, why is my sword broken?"

　　As he spoke, Su Yun put the broken Hengqiu Sword into his storage ring, and said to Bai Qianqian who was looking forward to leaving the stage: "Brother Bai, wait a minute, I have something else to ask you."

　　I never thought that I would end up on the martial arts arena.

　　A girl who looked exactly like Bai Qianqian in height and appearance, but had different hair color and temperament, stood in the audience: "Sister, how is it?"

　　Bai Qianqian didn't reply and hid behind her sister: "Nothing."

　　Bai Qianqian, the elder sister with her eyes closed, touched her younger sister's head, looked at Su Yun and smiled: "Compared to the past, fellow Daoist is much more cheerful."

　　"Okay, sister, let's go." Bai Qianqian took her sister's hand and was about to turn around and leave.

　　Su Yun frowned and walked forward.

　　Bai Qianqian stopped and opened her eyes, casting golden light towards Su Yun, saying:

　　"My sister was born with special eyes that can see the past and see people's hearts. She can also use music to make people dream and ask their true thoughts. My sister does not know what the listener dreams about and cannot interfere..."

　　"…The sword broke because the Taoist friend found the heart of Taoism in his dream, but the quality of the tool he held was very poor and could not bear the weight."

　　"As for the rest, we don't have the answer you want. If the world is compared to a chess game, we..." Bai Qianqian's orange-gold eyes swept across the audience seated in the entire venue and the sect leader's martial arts high platform, and said:

　　"...Or, in other words, everyone is just a chess piece. Faced with the general trend, chess pieces often have no ability to change anything, and you..."

　　Bai Qianqian took a step towards Su Yun, raised her head and stared at his face: "You are also a chess piece, but this chess piece is in a very important position. The wind will not last all morning, and the rain will not last all day. The saints have no fixed mind, and they take the heart of the people as their own..."

　　"...I'm bothering you to look around. Since you participated in the competition, you are no longer the cultivator who practiced in the mountains. You have gained the attention of the people of Liangzhou and the barbarian spectators. Your name has even spread throughout the world..."

　　"…It is easy for a boat to cross the sea alone, but it is hard to clear the fog. If you are interested in the future, you may visit Xuzhou Tianji Gate as a guest. Perhaps you will understand many things."

　　After saying this, Bai Qianqian closed her eyes and turned away with her sister.

　　After taking only two steps, she stopped again and said softly, "Maybe there are some words I shouldn't say, but I still want to say sorry to you."

　　Afterwards, Su Yun stood alone under the arena, looking around at the scattered figures.

　　The young man's shoulders felt heavier.

　　Not far away, a woman dressed in purple walked down from the arena, staring at Su Yun from afar, silent and sad.

　　—————————

　　The fourth day of the sect competition.

　　Two dazzling new stars, Jiang Xuanji entered the knockout round with a perfect record.

　　Liu Guzhou had nine wins and one loss, and his heart was no longer in the competition.

　　The flags were still waving, and the morning light passed over the clan leader's martial arts stage and fell on the blurry glazed wall below.

　　Behind the glazed wall are special rooms with glazed surfaces, so only people inside the rooms can see the scenery outside.

　　In one of the rooms, the palace maids were busy preparing incense burners and tea.

　　A red carpet was laid in the passage outside the room.

　　Two figures walked in, one step after the other.

　　The former was tall, with a gorgeous and elegant face, her long silver hair tied into a bun on her head, and tassel beads hanging from her crown that made crisp sounds when she walked.

　　Under the pearl necklace, her slender phoenix eyebrows were lightly frowned, her golden eyes were indifferent to everything, her nose was high and upturned and inviolable. Only her slightly raised fiery red lips exuded a different kind of charm.

　　Ji Shaolang, who was walking behind him, had the fiery round buttocks reflected in his eyes. He swallowed his saliva and asked, "Is the queen mother really not with that barbarian?"

　　Hearing this, the empress stopped walking, her breasts that were about to burst through her clothes trembled gracefully, and she bit her red lips lightly: "How many times do I need you to tell me, mother, I just went to pick up the chopsticks, and what I have in my mouth is just corn porridge."

　　"but!"

　　"But what?" The empress interrupted Shao Lang and walked closer, her phoenix eyes lowered to look at the bright yellow python suit Shao Lang had just put on: "It's just that mother didn't expect that Lang'er was so happy to see it!"

　　The implication is that Shao Lang couldn't help but ejaculate after seeing the empress crawling out from under the table.

　　Ji Shaolang felt a little guilty and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say to cover up.

　　Then, the empress hugged her breasts with both hands and pretended to be melancholy: "According to the three rules, if Lang'er gets excited, I'm afraid that mother will have sex with that barbarian. What should I do, ah!"

　　"That barbarian is extremely ugly and short, how can he be worthy of my mother?" Shao Lang felt very uncomfortable and muttered, "My mother made this decision too quickly."

　　"quick?"

　　The empress smiled and leaned down slightly. Her vast breasts exuded a faint milk fragrance. Her red lips whispered in Lang'er's ear: "Mother, you have been alone in the deep palace for sixteen years. It's too lonely. Lang'er doesn't understand you. In fact, Lang'er feels that I am not worthy of you. Then who is worthy...?"

　　"... Then Lang'er, do you want to try it yourself? As the emperor of mankind and an immortal, your mother doesn't have to follow those worldly principles. As long as you ask, your mother won't refuse!"

　　hiss--

　　Ji Shaolang took a deep breath and dared not answer.

　　This is an extremely immoral act. If the news leaks out, what will history books say?

　　"Hehe." The empress stared at the child's appearance and stood up again: "However, even if Lang'er really wants to, he has to wait until the deadline of this three-chapter agreement is over. What mother wants to know now is, does Lang'er love mother more, or..."

　　As she spoke, the empress squeezed her breasts with her hands, pushing out more than half of the breast flesh under the collar of her phoenix robe. Her eyes were slightly red, and she smiled and continued, "... Or do you still like to see your mother making love with others?"

　　Shao Lang didn't dare to answer.

　　Walk into the room decorated by the palace maid.

　　The crystal chandelier in the room emitted a yellow glow. There were two pear wood stools in the middle, separated by a screen. On both sides of the stools were tables, on which were placed ambergris incense burners and tea.

　　Ji Shaolang, who was sitting on the right, looked across the hazy screen and called his mother.

　　"Um?"

　　Ji Shaolang asked: "Mother, why do you want to arrange for us to watch the martial arts here?"

　　Listening to her son's words, the empress picked up the tea, crossed her legs, and exposed her almost perfect long legs under her phoenix robe. Her feet were lightly hooked and her high heels were swinging, emitting lust: "What do you think, Lang'er?"

　　Shao Lang frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Isn't it possible that my mother wanted to test Lang'er and see if he would be excited about her being defiled by a barbarian?"

　　"Hmm." The empress narrowed her eyes and took a sip of tea.

　　"What!"

　　Ji Shaolang exclaimed.

　　The empress put down the teacup, then fiddled with the Tiandun card with her left hand and tapped the stool with her right hand: "But before that, Lang'er might as well watch a competition with mother."

　　"What competition?" Ji Shaolang asked perfunctorily, already imagining in his mind the scene after that barbarian kid entered the door.

　　The beautiful hands struck a moving melody on the stools. The empress cast her eyes down at the arena and said, "Shaobei Cao of Jian Pavilion will face Yeming Ye of Ye Palace."

　　Cross the wall and go to the arena.

　　As the first round of competition came to an end, new contestants entered the competition arena one after another.

　　"Lang'er, please look at the second fighting arena on the left."

　　Ji Shaolang followed the empress's words and looked down.

　　On the second arena, there stood a man with a sharp face, sparse stubble, and wearing a pitch-black outfit.

　　The man's chest was half-extended, revealing his well-toned muscles. He looked very unrestrained and carefree, but also had an evil and cold temperament.

　　"Who is this?" Ji Shaolang asked.

　　Upon hearing this, the empress closed the Sky Escape Card that was trying to contact someone, and then raised her head: "That is Ye Ming from the Night Palace, who is at the eighth level of the Return Spirit Realm. He currently has seven wins and two losses in the qualifying rounds, and has already advanced to the knockout rounds."

　　Ji Shaolang couldn't help but ask: "What about his opponent?"

　　The empress raised her red lips in a slight arc and responded, "Eight wins and one loss. According to my mother, in this competition, I am afraid that only three people can beat him."

　　"Then what's so good about this match? For Cao Shaobei and Ye Ming, winning or losing doesn't matter. Ye Ming and Cao Shaobei can completely give up on this match and save their energy for the elimination round. Cao Shaobei can even admit defeat and do Ye Ming a favor."

　　"And what if Cao Shaobei must win this battle?" the empress said with a smile.

　　Ji Shaolang frowned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

　　A figure walked up to the arena. He was wearing a disciple robe made by Jiange. He was about seven feet tall, and his face was not handsome. It could be said that he was ordinary.

　　The only thing that attracted people's attention was the five-foot-long broad-peaked giant sword on his back.

　　"Is this the disciple from Jian Ge who is participating in the competition?"

　　"Yes." The empress nodded.

　　Ji Shaolang then said: "He doesn't look like a master, nothing special."

　　In Ji Shaolang's opinion, the most graceful immortal cultivator must be someone like Liu Guzhou, who has a handsome appearance and exudes an ethereal air when he speaks and walks.

　　Sometimes Shao Lang even wondered if Brother Liu had chosen the wrong path.

　　If Brother Liu is a sword cultivator, then the way he walks out with a sword on his back is not only much more handsome than this Young Master Cao, but can be described with words like as different as heaven and earth.

　　On the other hand, the empress had a playful smile on her face after Cao Shaobei appeared.

　　Maybe not many people present knew about it, and the audience didn't know.

　　Perhaps only Shangguan Yuhe and the empress knew that Xia Chao Dongxu was sitting at the sect leader's seat. As for Dongxu of the barbarian tribe, even if he knew, he would not say it out.

　　Under the appearance of Cao Shaobei, the king of Jiange, he is actually a barbarian devil, Wu Wenmuben (Huang Feng).

　　At the beginning, the empress had misjudged the situation. It was only after a subsequent scan with her spiritual sense that she discovered that a very weak spiritual power similar to a barrier emerged from Cao Shaobei's skin.

　　After careful confirmation, the empress understood.

　　It was a method of 'transformation and disguise', which should have originated from Huang Feng's own martial arts, and it was very advanced.