Chapter 30: What is a Sword Immortal 1

Night.

　　Deep in the alley, a ragged beggar holding a nest entered the abandoned small city god temple.

　　In the City God Temple, the sword-wielding statue was mostly broken into pieces, with half of its head covered with rubble. Only the remaining right eye was still covered with some black paint, still retaining a bit of ferocity.

　　When the beggar entered the temple, he dived into the pile of hay inside. His hot breath hit the slightly smelly food and he started eating it in big mouthfuls without any dislike.

　　She didn't notice at all that there was a person sitting at the southeast corner of the temple.

　　This unexpected visitor was dressed in a brocade cassock and carried no staff. He looked very young and not quite handsome.

　　What was surprising was that he was dressed like a Buddhist, without any shaved head. Instead, he wore a scarf on his head, and the two long ribbons on the back of his hat were fluttering in the cold wind that blew in from time to time.

　　He is a Buddhist disciple and is dressed like a Taoist priest.

　　He did not disturb the original resident because of this sudden situation. He just gently put the sandalwood beads in his hand into his sleeves, then slowly stood up, slightly raised the statue, turned around with a gleam in his eyes, and quietly left the City God Temple.

　　It was a winter night in the middle of summer and the snow was still falling.

　　When a Buddhist Taoist walks into a bustling city, just one alley away, he sees a world of difference.

　　The Taoist silently chanted a Buddhist name, and a bowl appeared out of thin air in his hand.

　　The bowl was made of baked clay, with the words "Duzhu" printed on the bottom. It looked rather shabby and did not match his robes inlaid with precious stones.

　　But this Buddhist Taoist held it just like that, and even walked to the largest brothel in the city, holding the ten pieces of earth in one hand and walked in: "I will find this place tonight, convert the donors, and ask for a favor."

　　The fallen petals of the Strelitzia reginae in front of the door were blown to the side alley by the wind after the Taoist stepped into the brothel.

　　In the City God Temple in a humble alley, the beggar had finished his meal and was preparing to pull the hay pile on his body to spend a long night, when he suddenly found two objects inexplicably appeared under the pillar in the southeast corner.

　　One was a bag of ordinary copper coins, and the other was an unsharpened fairy weapon.

　　After discovering these objects, the beggar looked around the entire City God Temple cautiously, swallowed her saliva, and then fell asleep on the haystack.

　　After waiting for half the night, she turned over, opened her eyes a little, and looked under the southeast corner pillar.

　　Then, she suddenly stood up and ran to the pillar. She first reached for the purse, then took the treasure, and hurriedly ran out of the City God Temple.

　　Without looking back, he just stepped into various potholes of varying depths in the snow and left the alley.

　　Embark on the path of spiritual practice.

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　　Shu Wangshu, Wang Shuwang.

　　In the cold and icy woods, a fire was burning in the darkness.

　　Next to the fire, Su Yun, dressed in a green shirt, was stirring the red charcoal with a branch in his hand, and his eyes turned to Cao Shaobei who was sitting opposite him:

　　"Brother, when did you leave the prison?"

　　Huang Feng, who was sitting on a tangled tree trunk, heard Su Yun talking to him, raised his illusionary head and responded, "Not long after my junior brother left the mountain."

　　"I thought that Senior Brother would be in seclusion in the cave until he reached the Huayun Realm." Su Yun said, his sword-like brows slightly wrinkled, and his eyes glanced at Senior Brother Cao tentatively.

　　Huang Feng saw this expression and he immediately smiled and lied lightly:

　　"I had this plan, but when I was about to break through, I hit a bottleneck and my mind was in trouble. Not only did I fail to break through, I even fell two levels, so I had to leave early."

　　"Is that so?"

　　Su Yun then withdrew his spiritual consciousness that was used to observe Huang Feng's realm, took out the wine stored in the Qiankun space, and started drinking.

　　While drinking, his sword eyes would occasionally fall on the road in the woods beside him, and he said, "Mom...seems like she's been gone for quite a while."

　　On the other side, Huang Feng responded: "The Sect Master probably has something to deal with, Junior Brother, don't worry, just wait a little longer."

　　But I sneered in my heart: Of course, I have to change my clothes and take the jade ruyi out of my pussy.

　　It's only been going on for so long, that sultry bitch wouldn't be hiding somewhere, masturbating, right?

　　Su Yun was also thinking: Mother would not leave me here alone without a reason.

　　At this point, Su Yun let out a breath and handed the wine gourd to his senior brother: "Want some?"

　　The red sandalwood gourd was placed in front of Huang Feng. He saw some surprise flashing in his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth gradually raised, the arc was not high and even a little awkward, and then he raised his hand to take the wine: "Hey, when did you learn to drink?"

　　After saying this, Huang Feng tilted his head back and poured the wine into his mouth.

　　When did you learn to drink?

　　Su Yun was silent for a long time after hearing Huang Feng's words: "Forgot."

　　"What a forgetful one." Huang Feng wiped the residual liquid from the edge of his mouth, leaned towards Su Yun with his hands on his knees, and said, "Junior brother, tell me the truth."

　　Su Yun: "Hmm?"

　　Huang Feng threw the wine gourd back and said, "Your wine is good, but it's a pity..."

　　Huang Feng took a deep breath and looked up at the crescent moon. "It's a pity that the competition is coming soon, and I can't drink this wine for long. If there is a chance, I really want to find a place to sit down with you and drink a few big jars of wine happily, really..."

　　Su Yun took the wine gourd and smiled: "What are you talking about, Senior Brother? How can there not be such an opportunity?"

　　Will there be?

　　Huang Feng didn't know, and Su Yun didn't know even more.

　　"Yeah, how could there be none?" Huang Fengshu breathed out, then stood up slowly, and with a little bit of drunkenness, he relaxed his shoulders: "Junior brother, how long has it been since we last met?"

　　"I guess it's been more than a year and a half."

　　"A year and a half, time flies!" Huang Feng sighed, turned around and looked down at Su Yun: "Junior brother, are you interested in practicing with me?"

　　Su Yun was surprised when he heard this: "Are you serious, Brother?"

　　"Of course!" Huang Feng said in a serious tone, "Think about it, when we were in seclusion at the same time, your level was only Qi training, but now you have surpassed my senior brother. I am jealous and want to beat you up now."

　　"How can you say it directly if you are jealous, brother?" Su Yun smiled warmly and stood up: "However, if you want to test my strength, I will follow. How do you want to compare, just tell me."

　　In response, Su Yun picked up the green sword placed aside, stretched his body, and a strong aura emanated from him.

　　Huang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this: "Then... Senior Brother, you won't be polite."

　　Su Yun nodded.

　　"But since we want to compete, let's compete with all of them." Huang Feng lowered his voice and said sinisterly, "First, fists, then kicks, and then swords. How about that?"

　　Su Yun nodded again and looked at Huang Feng.

　　Now the body transformed by Huang Feng's illusion is almost parallel to Su Yun's height.

　　But when it comes to a contest of skills, Su Yun's look of respect towards his senior brother has suddenly changed, and the rest of them are all looking down on him, even with a hint of arrogance!

　　"Come on!" Huang Feng said.

　　"good!"

　　After the words fell, the forest fell into silence.

　　Occasionally, fallen leaves and snow flakes would float down at night. The two of them would stand facing each other, waiting for a ray of moonlight to fall from the sky.

　　Following the leaves down and rising with the wind, Huang Feng's pupils suddenly sank, and the arms under his sleeves were as fast as fists. The space he passed through was visible to the naked eye. As his movements became distorted, his fists were about to hit Su Yun's face.

　　Facing this punch, Su Yun leaned back without any fear, allowing the powerful fist to scratch across his handsome face. Then, his right hand, which was behind his back, slowly relaxed and then seemed to slowly stretch out.

　　But in fact, after taking a breath, his right hand stuck to the fist that Huang Feng had just swung up.

　　Not only that, Su Yun's initially unrestrained spiritual energy also suddenly became restrained as he made this move. A feminine force followed Su Yun's right palm and slapped Huang Feng's shoulder.

　　When Su Yun slapped Huang Feng's shoulder with this Qi, he didn't use much force, just a push, and he pushed Huang Feng ten steps away.

　　"Liang Yi Palm." Ten steps away, Huang Feng transformed into Su Yun's push force, shook his head left and right, and patted his shoulders: "This is the method of Penglai Island, the state teacher, right?"

　　Su Yun stood with his hands behind his back and nodded: "That's right."

　　"Junior brother, you have learned quite a lot!"

　　"It's not very complicated, I just know a little bit about it."

　　After chatting for a while and fighting briefly, the two men confronted each other again, but this time, no one attacked aggressively first, but instead they calmed down and reacted.

　　After a long time, Huang Feng turned his hands into fists and raised them in front of him one by one. His crotch also moved with the fists. He bent down and squatted to take a horse stance, and his fist momentum went from unrestrained to restrained.

　　Over there, Su Yun, who was usually gentle, frowned tightly as he watched his senior brother's actions.

　　After failing to understand his tactics, he took a step back and loosened Huang Feng's waist and twisted it to the side. Then he put his left hand in a Yang-style fist at his waist and raised one finger forward with his right hand in a Yin-style to lock Huang Feng's body.

　　"drink!"

　　Suddenly, Huang Feng shouted loudly, and then he jumped up from the ground like a rabbit. Then he attacked again by raising his leg fiercely to chop at Su Yun.

　　Su Yun did not dare to touch him with his palm this time, because of the fierce spiritual energy brought by Huang Feng's high kick. Although he did not know the move, the inner energy made Su Yun feel a sense of crisis.

　　If I just put my palm forward aimlessly, even if I transform my Yin Yi into force, I'm afraid I will still be hit by the hidden force.

　　It's very uncomfortable when hidden energy enters the body.

　　Looking again, a split kick came suddenly, Su Yun raised his right elbow to block it on his head.

　　Seeing this, Huang Feng immediately used his powerful kick to push forward with his elbow.

　　The kick was so powerful, and Su Yunyangyi was no worse. The strong wind created by the collision of his legs and elbows bent the surrounding trees.

　　But Su Yun had no intention of stopping and taking the beating. After blocking Huang Feng's split kick, he bent down and took advantage of Huang Feng's unstable posture during his split kick, and was about to strike his crotch with his palm.

　　Looking at Huang Feng again, since Su Yun blocked Huang Feng with his farming hand, he was well aware of the weakness of his own movements at this moment. His eyes were fixed on Su Yun's hand. The moment he saw him raise his palm, the leg that was pressing on Su Yun's farming elbow immediately exerted force to drive the whole body to flip in the air, transmitting spiritual energy throughout the body and wandering through the acupuncture points, and then his legs stared at Su Yun's head.

　　Such a brutal change of attack made Su Yun look stunned, but he did not lose his mind. He immediately put his two palms together, then made a seal and stepped on the ground with one foot:

　　"Zhen, for thunder!"

　　As soon as the words are spoken, the hexagram appears.

　　Huang Feng suddenly heard thunder in his ears.

　　With this sound, Su Yun's left and right yin and yang suddenly disappeared, and he felt the surrounding spiritual energy merging into the earth, spreading out according to a certain pattern. Afterwards, Su Yun's fists and palms, which originally had routines, obviously became free and unrestrained, opening and closing wildly, and bombarding Huang Feng in the air like a thunder dragon.

　　In response to Su Yun's fierce punch, Huang Feng explored the void, used his spiritual energy to compress the air, pushed up his horizontal body, and collided with the Thunder Dragon with his legs one after another. There were continuous loud noises and loud collisions, which made the leaves in the forest fly like rain.

　　But no matter how Huang Feng tried to block, Su Yun's fists did not stop, and each time they were heavier and more powerful than the last, his momentum was like a thunder dragon splitting the sky.

　　The Bagua and Five Elements beneath his feet turned increasingly into black and white, yin and yang. He had been trying to fight hard, but his legs and feet began to become numb and he lost consciousness.

　　boom--

　　The final collision of fists and legs caused a hole several feet in diameter to appear in the forest, and the sound of the explosion was as loud as the universe.

　　The situation was still evenly matched, and both of them stopped and stepped back.

　　Su Yun covered his trembling right arm, and Huang Feng also trembled and twisted his leg bones.

　　After a while, the snowflakes and fallen leaves in the air, shaken by the two people's energy, began to fall like a heavy rain.

　　"What a strong kick! Senior brother really didn't hold back at all."

　　"Haha." Listening to Su Yun's words, Huang Feng also laughed more happily than ever before and said, "Save your strength, but it depends on who your opponent is, right?"

　　As he was speaking, Huang Feng straightened his back, and with a swish, he dropped his heavy sword 'Shaking the Mountain' into his hand: "But!"

　　Seeing his senior brother suddenly draw his sword, Su Yun's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Although he didn't know when his senior brother used such a sword, his mind did not leave much room for thought.

　　Immediately, Su Yun reached out to the fire and used his spiritual energy to activate the green scroll.

　　On the other hand, Huang Feng's words also began to reach his ears: "Since our boxing and kicking skills are equally matched, it's time to try something new. Come on! Draw your swords!"

　　call out--

　　As the words were spoken, a ray of green light, like a crescent moon, swept across the snow leaves falling in the air and flew straight into Su Yun's hands.

　　Seeing Su Yun again, the tip of his sword pointed at the ground with a chill. Facing Huang Feng, he said, "My fist and kick skills may not be as good as yours, but I have to remind you first..."

　　Huang Feng then looked at Su Yun with his dark eyes, and concealed his admiration for her expression: "What?"

　　Su Yun raised his sword, and without even realizing it, the perfect state of mind that had been catalyzed by the brief fight between the two was bursting out with the powerful energy in his hands.

　　The strands of black hair gradually entwine with green curls, and the gentle sounds echo through the forest:

　　"I have been practicing for thirteen years and learning swordsmanship for thirteen years. My cultivation is not outstanding among people, but Su Yun is good at swordsmanship. Although his words are not as good as my mother's, he dares to spread the word that Daxia, Caoman, and Yeyi have a total of fourteen states..."

　　"Su Yun's sword is enough to make the whole world look up to him!!"

　　Su Yun's words seemed to be spoken casually, but they were like words of proof. Lu Juan suddenly let out a series of sharp sword sounds, which triggered the bottleneck of his cultivation.

　　Looking at the entire Liangzhou, and even the fourteen states in the world, there are countless forbidden blessed places and the four divine branches.

　　All the sword cultivators, no matter who they were, when, or where, all looked up to the silent night sky, as if a sword was hovering overhead;

　　At the same moment, the rusted and broken sword inserted in the altar of the Sword Pavilion in Qingjing Mountain radiated waves of bone-chilling wind that far surpassed the sword seal of Shangguan Yuhe's sword that was sealed for a thousand miles and the sword tomb that was opened, rippling hundreds of miles away.

　　Huang Feng, who was fortunate enough to witness this scene, had his deep eyes reflecting Su Yun's standing figure in the distance.

　　There was a smile on his lips, but it gradually faded away at some point. Although there was a look of favor on his face, it was more transformed into caution, and even a desire that was about to burst out!

　　Killing intention!!

　　At first, he just wanted to test Su Yun's strength, but his idea was abruptly wiped out, and the new idea that came up was:

　　If you can't keep him here, you must kill him here!!!

　　With a "puff" sound, under the golden light of Cao Shaobei's skin, Huang Feng suddenly made the "Flower-picking Seal" with his hand, and the mighty Buddha's light was as strong as an arrow, secretly shooting towards Su Yun, who was still standing on the ground and feeling the bottleneck of breaking through.

　　While Su Yun was in the process of enlightenment, he was suddenly ambushed. Just when the Buddha's arrow was about to pierce his throat, he was in danger of dying.

　　A sword mark appeared on the forehead, and the withered tree trunk in the Qi Palace in the body, as if receiving an imperial decree, took root in the Qi Sea, and sprouted countless branches.

　　After another pause, the sword mark suddenly turned into a phantom, and the tree trunk seemed to attract the breeze.

　　Behind Su Yun, a shadow of a thousand-foot-high green mountain appeared. Above the mountain was a layer of colorful clouds. Twelve buildings and five cities stood there. In front of the eaves of the Baiyujing building, a man in white clothes from Jiange stood with his sleeves gathered up and his golden eyes drooping.

　　The image of Beijing Tower appears, accompanied by the breeze.

　　Just half a step behind Su Yun, Qing Feng appeared in a Confucian robe, and the figure waved his hand to pick up the white dragon mask at his waist, and every word was filled with mantras.

　　One person and two statues behind, seeing Huang Feng together!

　　"Xu You!! Su Qingshan!!!" Huang Feng shouted in a short voice, and then ran wildly. The ground cracked wherever he passed, and the surging spiritual power entered the mud and suddenly turned into a giant beast, Ao Hu.

　　Then he stepped on the tiger, made a full bow, raised the mountain-shaking sword high, and chopped it down on Su Yun's head.

　　Facing an overwhelming offensive.

　　The man in white gathered his sleeves and smiled softly, while the scholar of noble character watched with a solemn look.

　　Su Yun moved automatically, slowly raised the green scroll with his hand, and then took a step forward. Two shadows followed him like swords. He then transformed himself into four phantom copies of himself, each wielding a sword.

　　The first sword is like a cloud of thousands of swords, and the second sword and the middle sword are stabbed with extreme speed.

　　The third sword is the origin of swordsmanship and, like many other swordsmanship techniques, is the ancestor of swordsmanship.

　　Then with the fourth sword, strange phenomena appeared in the forest. A blue dragon circled in the sky, divine branches towered high, and seven stars shone together. This sword was aided by a flash of light.

　　Finally, the last sword.

　　The four phantoms merged into one sword, only one sword.

　　Su Yun closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He stroked the sword with his left hand, and with the roar of a tiger like Huang Feng shaking the mountain, he swung the sword!

　　The Supreme One is invisible, but has the sky. He moves in the darkness, day and night without rest, infinite and endless. The sword energy is a hundred feet long, which is called Taixuan! !

　　This was once the most powerful sword in the world.

　　It is just like this that the sword energy swooshes like a dragon's roar, piercing straight into the sky, and it shakes the mountains like a tiger's roar, splitting the earth.

　　On the Tianjiao Ranking, two equally ranked talents clash, and life and death are unpredictable!!!

　　Yes.

　　In such a fight between a dragon and a tiger, one of them is bound to die, and the final result will not come in advance.

　　Outside Liangzhou, in the imperial palace of Yongzhou Kyoto, the coffin was placed in the underground palace under the Taiji Palace.

　　A woman in red woke up here, her phoenix eyes wandering with thoughts, and in a moment she startled the graceful figure lying on the bed in the wing room of Wutong Courtyard in Liangzhou City.

　　In an instant, the red curtains of the bed were blown, and the sound of a phoenix was heard throughout the whole Liangzhou. The flames stretched into a line, passing through the whole city and flashing into the woods.

　　Between the two of them, the phoenix-shaped heels slowly fell down, and the jade-like long legs were in great glory.

　　The Queen of Great Xia's phoenix robe woven with gold and red shines brightly, and the spiritual power all over the mountain protects the tiger cub. She then rises up in the form of a Dharma image, and her single beautiful hand that can hold the sun and the moon stretches out like a dragon, blocking Su Yun Taixuan's sword!

　　But in an instant, the empress's beauty, which was the most stunning among all the ladies, dropped her phoenix eyes to the sword that was stabbing at her. The familiar green sword came into her sight. Her light golden phoenix eyes were stunned, and her beautiful hands disappeared.

　　"How could it be?" The empress's voice trembled a little, and she raised her phoenix eyes again, looking at the young man with closed eyes who was coming towards her with a sword.

　　He is dressed in a green robe and holding a sword. He has a handsome face but exudes heroic spirit. He looks like him, very much like him!

　　Qingshan, is this the punishment you give me?

　　As she thought this, the empress closed her eyes, her nose tingled as if she was sighing, and she allowed the Green Scroll Sword to pierce into her hand without any resistance.

　　If you want to kill me, then go ahead.

　　Puff——

　　The tip of the green sword penetrated a little deeper into the flesh, and drops of crimson flowed out from the empress's palm.

　　At this moment, the sound of a sword rang out again in the forest.

　　The sound of the sword splashed like a red tide, and the lotus feet clad in white jade high heels emerged from the forest. The moment they stepped out, frost formed all over the ground.

　　The person's swaying dark white skirt was eye-catching. Her long and delicate legs were not inferior to those of the empress, and her skin was even better. She rushed over in two steps.

　　The sword-wielding man's cold and beautiful face was obviously filled with infinite gloom, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his silver teeth were gnashing: "How dare you!"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Yuhe rushed out and flashed in front of Su Yun, holding the red tide and stabbing the empress directly. Then the red tide slowly stopped and a breeze came.

　　Countless whisks fell from the sky and directly wrapped around the green sword.

　　Following the whisk, Great Xia's national teacher Liu Zhouyue descended from the clouds. After observing the empress with his almond-shaped eyes, he turned around and stood in front of the empress.

　　Shangguan Yuhe then took a lotus step in the air, paused, and swept her clear sword eyes left and right. Everyone thought she would stop her attack.

　　But suddenly, a wisp of sword energy swirled out in the opposite direction, and Liu Zhouyue couldn't see it at all. It seemed as if time had stopped and the target had changed.

　　The beautiful legs as slender as white jade turned under the skirt, and the picturesque figure turned around, and the red sword tip twisted, pointing at Huang Feng's head, directly taking his life!

　　But then, another figure was seen rushing out from the void door that had cracked on the side. It was the Great Xia General Du Yu, dressed in black clothes and half armor, with a mask with dark patterns on his face, who came to protect the emperor.

　　After passing through the virtual door, the commander-in-chief looked at the situation with dark pupils under his mask, took a big step, drew out the long sword at his waist and stabbed Su Yun behind Shangguan Yuhe.

　　Seeing the situation where the enemy had to be rescued in such an attack, Shangguan Yuhe was so talented that he immediately wanted to draw his sword and turn around to protect Yun'er, but he didn't wait for him to completely put away the sword.

　　And two long cloud belts flew out from the side, followed by the clouds and the moon, all of which were combed lightly for them. The people who came were dressed in white, not stained with dust.

　　Just like that, the rope was pressed against Shangguan Yuhe's sword, and the rope was like a wall blocking the way of General Du Yu.

　　The bells under the white-clothed man's feet jingled, and Su Qingli's figure came with the wind and stopped beside Huang Feng.

　　But when she appeared in front of her sister-in-law and was about to say something, she saw Liu Zhouyue behind her suddenly raised her hand and shot a single finger at Yun'er.

　　"Liu Zhouyue!" Su Qingli shouted.

　　Shangguan Yuhe heard the voice, his sword eyes turned, sword energy swirled out, and the Red Tide Sword directly met Liu Zhouyue, and half of his body was blocked between Yun'er and the National Master.

　　Such a powerful sword-turning force formed a visible trail of snow mist in the air.

　　Once again, just when both sides were about to suffer losses, a white piece slowly fell to the ground.

　　A chessboard with seventeen horizontal and ten vertical pieces was instantly created on the ground.

　　And just as the flash of Sumeru appeared on the chessboard, a charming gasp came from outside the forest. The horse-faced skirt swept across the green leaves, the embroidered shoes touched the top of General Du Yu's head, and the heavy chest shook with the movement.

　　Xue Xiyue, a charming young woman with rouge on her lips and two beads of sweat on her collarbone, jumped over the wall and landed next to Su Yun, using her spiritual power to form a barrier around her.

　　And after her arrival, the white chess pieces underground also covered Shangguan Yuhe with the spiritual power of the mountains and rivers that imitated Heluo.

　　The chess player who was holding the other black piece in his back hand suddenly appeared beside Su Yun. He raised his hand and patted Su Yun's shoulder, dispersing Su Yun's sudden enlightenment and pulling his soul back.

　　When they saw each other again, Liu Zhouyue looked at Yun'er deeply with her almond-shaped eyes, then she stomped her foot on the ground, and her escape armor opened, shrinking the ground to an inch. She held the empress with her hands and floated away.

　　At this point, all parties stopped their actions, and the entire situation took only three moments from beginning to end.

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　　In the woods.

　　There were countless people. After Su Yun calmed down his aura that was about to break through, he was stunned when he opened his eyes.

　　The mother in front of him, the master ten steps away, and the beautiful woman standing next to him, who is as beautiful as his mother, the Empress of Great Xia!

　　Moreover, when I glanced to the side, I saw that my aunt was standing there, and who was the masked man in black who put away the sword?

　　Besides, Su Yun took a step back at this time, Miss Xue?

　　Why was Elder Zuiqingxuan standing next to me?

　　Just when Su Yun was still confused about the situation, he saw Commander Du Yu, who was far away on the periphery, walk to the center of the two sides alone, face his mother, and say:

　　"How dare you, Shangguan Yuhe, draw your sword in front of the emperor!"

　　Faced with the words of General Du Yu, Shangguan Yuhe, who was always cold and arrogant, naturally did not have any scruples or pay any attention.

　　She sheathed the Red Tide Sword without commenting, and ran to her son. Her cold sword eyes revealed a loving motherly love: "Yun'er, are you okay?"

　　The gentle words fell into Su Yun's ears, and he smiled: "Mother, Yun'er is fine, it's just this situation?"

　　As he spoke, Su Yun turned his gaze towards the empress in the distance.

　　In a sense, it was the first time that Su Yun had come into such close contact with the peerless Emperor of Daxia.

　　But now, the most awkward situation is that the hand of this human emperor, which is as graceful and beautiful as a luxuriant orchid leaf, is oozing blood.

　　And it was obvious that as the owner of the Green Scroll Sword, Su Yun could recognize him at a glance.

　　The one who stabbed the empress was not someone else, but herself.

　　However, just when Su Yun was worried, a hand as slender as a lotus root was placed on his head. His mother's cold and beautiful face, which was unrivaled in the world, also appeared in front of him, and she said softly: "It's okay, don't worry. Mother is here."

　　"Yeah." Su Yun nodded in agreement.

　　Afterwards, Shangguan Yuhe turned around and swept her cold and sharp sword eyes across everyone in the room. Even though she didn't draw her sword, the atmosphere still dropped to freezing point for a moment.

　　Finally, she turned her gaze behind the empress and used magic to transform into Huang Feng, who was Cao Shaobei.

　　"It's really lively, come here!"

　　The moment Shangguan Yuhe spoke again, unlike the tenderness and affection she had shown when facing Su Yun, her voice was light and without any ups and downs. Instead, it made people feel cold and distant, without any emotional fluctuations.

　　After hearing Shangguan Yuhe's words, Huang Feng obediently put away his heavy sword.

　　Under the gaze of everyone, he walked towards Shangguan Yuhe.

　　Then, in front of everyone.

　　There was a snapping sound.

　　Shangguan Yuhe raised the red-tide sword sheath and struck Huang Feng hard on the knee, forcing him to kneel on the mud.

　　Huang Feng, who was kneeling on the mud at this time, gritted his teeth, but his body knelt on the ground obediently.

　　In the field of vision, Shangguan Yuhe's beautiful feet are stepping on white jade high heels, with blood flowing through the blue veins, which is unique in charm.

　　What made him kneel down willingly was far from any conviction he had for this woman.

　　But understanding, or something different.

　　It was only just now, when he was truly in the independent state of Shangguan Yuhe, that he could appreciate the difference of this woman.

　　This difference can be easily seen from her eyes. When Shangguan Yuhe thinks you are worthless, the thoughts emanating from her eyes are like looking down from the top of a mountain.

　　This is different from the Empress and Su Qingli.

　　The empress's gaze is arrogant, and no one can look up to her; Su Qingli's eyes instantly keep you thousands of miles away, making you untouchable.

　　As for Shangguan Yuhe, she gave people a feeling of contempt, but not the kind of simple contempt for others, but because of her self-confidence and the power she felt when holding the sword, just like floating in the sky.

　　She simply looked down on everything and treated people as worthless.

　　But often this feeling of surpassing others makes Huang Feng feel lustful.

　　Such a woman, such a skilled and wonderful mother, what would she look like when she fell? Would she look like the one when she was drugged by him in the sea of ​​sand?

　　Haha, probably not.

　　Is it Shangguan Yuhe herself who is dominating there?

　　What Huang Feng wants now is to make this sword fairy kneel down before him willingly, just like he is kneeling before her now!

　　—————————

　　Thinking at the same time.

　　Shangguan Yuhe, who was standing in front of Huang Feng, held the red tide in his hand and said with a cold expression:

　　"As the eldest senior brother of the Sword Pavilion, you violated the Sword Pavilion regulations and privately competed with your fellow disciples! Do you want to be expelled from the sect?"

　　Hearing this.

　　Liu Zhouyue, who was standing far away, smiled gently.

　　You are so good, Shangguan Yuhe. You are telling everyone clearly that what happened just now was just her own sect's family affair. What does it have to do with you?

　　It's obvious, but you're pretending to be ignorant even though you know the truth.

　　"I've always heard that the Sword Pavilion leader is aloof and noble. Today we have a chance to meet. It's true." The man in black responded to his mother's words.

　　Su Yunsui set his gaze on Commander-in-Chief Du Yu. Could the person who was speaking be someone from the royal family?

　　However, Shangguan Yuhe still maintained a nonchalant expression, with her hair tied up in the Taiqing Fishtail Crown, her long eyebrows slightly raised, and she only faced the empress in the distance with her perfect face, and said sternly:

　　"Dongfang Lan, I've taken everyone away. Do you have anything else to say?"

　　After hearing these words, General Du Yu was so busy that he pointed his finger and cursed at the man for being so daring.

　　Qi Bu Chi silently shook his head behind him. The other women didn't react much because they knew about the story between the empress and Shangguan Yuhe.

　　Only Sect Leader Xue, who was hiding behind Su Yun, fluttered his eyelashes and tilted his head to watch the show.

　　But in fact, even Su Yun felt that his mother's words were a bit too much after hearing this.

　　After all, the person opposite is the only outstanding person in the Xia Dynasty, the Empress of Great Xia!

　　But once it's said, it's said.

　　So what if you are the empress? I should give you face. So what if I don't want to give it to you? May I ask why?

　　It's very simple, she is Shangguan Yuhe.

　　What do these four words represent? It's also very simple.

　　The leader in swordsmanship, the sword immortal who can command the combat power of thousands of sword practitioners, and everyone is willing to submit to him!

　　If there are several problems in the world.

　　For example, who is more beautiful between Shangguan Yuhe and the empress, or who has a more attractive figure?

　　Perhaps everyone in the world has their own choices and their own aspirations.

　　But if someone asks, who in this world dares to speak so arrogantly in front of the empress and not give the saint any respect, I'm afraid there will only be one answer.

　　Shangguan Yuhe!!

　　Although on the surface, Shangguan Yuhe's cultivation was half a level weaker than that of the empress, no one dared to question her strength as a sword fairy.

　　If the empress is recognized as the best person in the world, then Shangguan Yuhe is recognized as the person with the strongest killing power.

　　Who in this world can withstand the sword of the Sword Immortal? You have to know that the last time the Sword Immortal displayed his sword skills in front of everyone in the world was the Liangyou Battle more than ten years ago.

　　At that time, Shangguan Jianxian, relying solely on his strength approaching that of Dongxu, forcibly resisted three hundred thousand barbarians and became the number one in Jiuzhou.

　　In fact, the sword master was pregnant at that time.

　　So what will the situation be like if the sword master fights with all his strength a dozen years later?

　　No one knows whether the empress can match him, but she probably won't be able to defeat him easily, and there is a high probability that she will be defeated.

　　That's why Meng Nan, a disciple of the Immortal Palace, only showed respect when he thought Su Yun was just a disciple of the National Master from Penglai Island.

　　But after hearing Su Yun's true identity, he immediately turned pale with fright.

　　Of course, it's not just because of Su Yun's multiple identities and the huge power he brings, but more because people are wary of the aloof and cold sword fairy mother behind Su Yun.

　　Let's return to the forest, after Shangguan Yuhe finished speaking.

　　The empress slowly woke up from her daze, but her bright phoenix eyes were fixed on Su Yun behind Shangguan Yuhe. She didn't care about the injury on her right hand and only asked one question:

　　"Are you Su Yun?"

　　Upon hearing the voice, Su Yun immediately held up the green scroll and responded with sword etiquette: "Jian Ge Su Yun, greets the Saint Lady Zhao An."

　　Just as Su Yun was replying, Shangguan Yuhe's lotus feet in white jade high heels suddenly moved sideways, blocking the two people's vision, and her cold sword eyes looked at the empress:

　　"After not seeing you for many years, your skills have become unfamiliar, or perhaps..."

　　As he spoke, Shangguan Yuhe lowered his eyes to General Du Yu who was standing beside him: "Or maybe this useless bird finally lost his temper and wants to get involved in Jiange?"

　　Provoked by Shangguan Yuhe, the empress finally came to her senses. She then put her injured hand behind her back and curled her red lips lightly:

　　"Although the bird is small, what it really wants to spread its wings and fly is the whole world. Yuhe, aren't you afraid that you can't cover your bottom line?"

　　Shangguan Yuhe's expression showed no emotion. He glanced coldly at Huang Feng and said:

　　"If a little bird wants to fly, it needs the help of its mother bird. But I have never liked cuckoos, and I dislike the stupid phoenix who thinks he controls everything even more!"

　　During the conversation, a lady in white accidentally entered the topic of confrontation.

　　Her flawless jade feet stepped on the muddy surface, but not a speck of dust stained them. Su Qingli raised her eyebrows and smiled as she helped the two of them out of the predicament:

　　"Whatever a little bird can become is under the control of its mother bird. If you don't like it, you can burn it, or chop off its wings with a sword, or even draw a hexagram to trap it for life, or even poison it to death..."

　　"…Why should we worry so much? Besides, even if the sky is high and birds can fly freely, there is more than one bird under the sky. There are many people who want to steal the delicious food. The delicious food is there, crying for food, so how can we not let people eat it?"

　　Su Qingli's words were full of hidden meanings, and Su Yun was confused.

　　When heard by the beauties in the woods, it has a different flavor.

　　For example, Shangguan Yuhe's eyebrows gradually twisted, her eyes dimmed, and she looked at Su Qingli like falling snowflakes: "Qingli, you have been holding on to your sacred heart for half your life, and it finally fell."

　　At this moment, Liu Zhouyue, who was standing next to the empress, suddenly interrupted and said, "Hehe, now it seems that someone has surpassed me and is competing with Shangguan."

　　Su Qingli immediately refuted and explained:

　　"I just don't want to sing a one-man show, and I don't want to sing the song of Xuan Tang, who was a slave in the bud. I know the truth that the disciple is better than the master. Some fortunes are no longer in the hands of our generation. If we want to have a good life, we must know how to let go and let them grow!"

　　"Let go?"

　　Shangguan Yuhe questioned and refuted: "Do you really want the tiger to ride in front of the mountains and roar with power, or do you already have the heart of a tiger cub?"

　　The empress's eyes sparkled, and she smiled to herself: "I have always thought about what you are thinking about, but can I solve it? It would be faster to take them all down in one fell swoop!"

　　At this point, Shangguan Yuhe no longer had any interest in talking any further, so he walked out with Hongchao in his hand:

　　"Catch them all in one fell swoop. I think you will be the first one to be sunk by power and desire. Lan, even if the world is about to fall, I will still stand here. When will it be your turn to mess around?"

　　"Yun'er, Cao Shaobei, follow me."

　　Secret words, dense rain.

　　The snow and wind in the forest suddenly turned into light rain, which fell slowly.

　　Su Yun and Huang Feng walked side by side, following Shangguan Yuhe, and left the chaotic place.

　　The empress's phoenix eyes were fixed on the green-robed figure that was gradually moving away until it disappeared from her sight. Then she curled her red lips dejectedly and said sarcastically in a voice that only she could hear:

　　"You have been hiding in Jian Ge for so many years, but you are still the same as me. How great is that? If you have the ability, just split the sky."

　　After muttering, the empress suddenly turned around, stepped on the mud with her phoenix heels, and disappeared into a phoenix shadow.

　　He left a holy message: "Liu Zhouyue, hurry to the underground palace in Yongzhou to receive the emperor. I am leaving the city!"

　　After hearing what was said, Liu Zhouyue flicked the whisk on his wrist, bent his knees with a deep look in his eyes to see the empress off respectfully, and then flew away to Yongzhou on a cloud.

　　As for General Du Yu, who was dressed in black, he followed Liu Zhouyue to see off the empress and then left alone.

　　Only Su Qingli, the fairy in white with a cloud-like sash, raised her head high, and looked at the scene of dark clouds covering the bright moon in the distance. Then her breasts trembled slightly, her slender waist twisted gracefully, and she turned half of her body to face Qi Buchi and Xue Xiyue who were standing in the distance and had not moved.

　　Her earrings are swaying, her clear crescent eyes are smiling, and her thin lips are gradually blooming:

　　"I hope you are well."

　　Qi Buchi squinted his eyes and said nothing.

　　Su Qingli's sleeves fluttered more and more, and her cheeks moved like spring swallows. Furong smiled and said, "Let's find a place to reminisce about the past?"

　　At this point, as Su Qingli finished her words, the falling drizzle passed through her protective aura and slid into the mud.

　　—————————

　　Huang Feng, who was standing on the black mud in the distance, put his hands behind his head and looked at the sword fairy in front of him hiding under her robe and skirt, with her plump buttocks swaying with her steps. He licked his thick lips and said to Su Yun:

　　"Junior brother, your sword is really good!"

　　However, Su Yun lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, and ignored him as if he was absorbed in something.

　　Suddenly, Shangguan Yuhe stopped and her white jade high heels slightly shifted on the mud. At this moment, Su Yun woke up from his thoughts and looked at his mother again.

　　The falling raindrops before my eyes were like silver threads, dripping onto the ground. My mother, who was in the rain, had not dared to look closely because of her hurry before, but now she took another look.

　　I just realized that my mother had changed her clothes without me noticing.

　　The jade heels must be stepped on with jade feet, and the snow-white feet as white as lotus roots are stretched out in the warm jade, stretching out as smooth and shiny as glass.

　　Glancing upwards, one can see a strange red rope circling around the slender ankle. The double-breasted Jiange gown and skirt remain the same, but the pattern is newly embroidered with floral irises, which spread over the sleeves, making it look like the waters of Xiaoxiang and Chu.

　　Under the sleeves, two slender, moist, white and beautiful legs climbed up the edge of the skirt. Even without any ornaments, just a little bit of the scenery under the skirt was enough to show the pleasing elegance and seductive posture.

　　But this faint fragrance, which was white with a hint of red, was hidden by the knots of the Epiphyllum flowers on the sides of the lapel when it reached the legs. The white Epiphyllum flowers added a lot of the modesty of a widow.

　　Then follow the ephemeral knot all the way up, wrapped in white silk from the south of the Yan Dynasty, tightly bound around the slender waist. The tilted figure, restrained by the waist, makes the plump and beautiful buttocks become fuller and firmer, exuding a hint of the mature and sad feeling of being a widow for a long time.

　　Actually, although Shangguan Yuhe is already in her twilight years, her body has been warmed by spiritual energy for a long time due to her practice of immortality. In addition, she was in her prime years when she was promoted to the status of a flower, so her appearance and age have kept her figure in a perfect state.

　　If it weren't for the passing of time and her many experiences, it would be difficult to detect her temperament as a mother and the widow of a husband.

　　But at this moment, when Su Yun looked up, he didn't think about these things.

　　His eyes only looked upwards, and the shadow of the rain passed by the sword robe on his mother's body. His mother's sword robe had always been specially made to distinguish her from the female disciples in the sect.

　　The difference between the two is that the female disciples' robes are all summer-style with double-lapels on the left and right, and lined with a lining to cover the exposed;

　　As for the sword robe my mother was wearing, it imitated the Yu collar of the previous dynasty, a little low, revealing a little of her body, but it was also generous and decent, and showed the aura of the leader of a sect.

　　Based on the present, my mother's sword robe has changed. Although it is still black and white, the silk style has been changed into inner and outer gauze. The inner garment is embroidered with a picture of clouds and cranes holding pearls, while the outer gauze is woven with eight trigrams and yin and yang patterns. It looks like a gathering of immortal spirits. The clothes are decorated with a ephemeral knot that goes straight from the waist to the neck, adding a touch of simplicity and implicit meaning.

　　It's just that despite such fairy-like attire, the two snow-capped mountains towering above the wild make the bodies of the cloud cranes suddenly look fat. There are even two red dots standing out from under the pearls in the two cranes' mouths, as if they can't help but tell the outside world that there are even more mysteries behind the fairy mountains.

　　So, there is no doubt about it.

　　Su Yun could tell at a glance that after changing clothes, his mother did not wear a chest wrap, a belly-holding bra, a tube top, or any other clothing. She just put on a Jiange robe on the outside.

　　I'm afraid my mother didn't have time to tidy up her clothes before rushing over because the incident happened suddenly.

　　As for why my mother changed her clothes?

　　Thinking of this, Su Yun's face turned slightly hot.

　　Thinking of the kiss with my mother just now, it seemed...

　　Could it be that my mother is against me?

　　Before Yun'er could think about it, Shangguan Yuhe slightly tilted her pale face, and the bamboo jade ornament on her earlobe swayed.

　　When I saw her again, she suddenly raised her white hand and pulled out the jade hairpin inserted in her bun. Her black hair, unable to bear the hairpin being pulled out, immediately slid down. The scene was like a slowly unfolding painting of mountains and rivers.

　　As Su Yun and Huang Feng opened their mouths to watch, Shangguan Yuhe suddenly held the hairpin between two fingers and shot it to the right rear. Sword energy escaped from the hairpin, and the sound of night birds startled and flew away in the woods behind.

　　After this, Shangguan Yuhe raised his sword again, slashed it into the void, and cut out a gate.

　　"Yun'er, you go through the void and return to Jiange first. Mother will come later." As she said this, Shangguan Yuhe's clear eyes were glancing straight at the dense forest. However, when she said the second half of the sentence, she suddenly paused, and then glanced coldly at Huang Feng who was standing next to Yun'er.

　　"And you too!"

　　After he finished speaking, Shangguan Yuhe's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　—————————

　　thunderbolt.

　　The snow and rain gradually became heavier, accompanied by thunder.

　　Suddenly, two snakes jumped out from the bushes, one green and one white. The little white snake had a jade hairpin stuck in its tail, and blood kept oozing out.

　　Then, after the two snakes escaped from the grass, the red sword shadow came again. Shangguan Yuhe, holding a long sword, suddenly appeared, and was about to kill the two snakes with one sword.

　　Her clear eyes suddenly focused, and she then turned the hilt of the sword with her hand, retracting her force.

　　The Red Tide Sword in front of him was vibrating wildly, visibly to the naked eye. Under the sword, the torn air vaguely emerged as long strips of equipment.

　　Then there was another "puff" sound, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from the invisible air.

　　Shangguan Yuhe was about to sheath the red tide, but her body did not move. She looked down with clear eyes, and found that because of her own strong capital, she seemed to be unable to see anything, so she took a step back:

　　"The Miao Saint Gu Snake can also evade the void. What a good weapon and a good method! You must be the girl from the competition, come out!"

　　The words fell.

　　Just in front of Shangguan Yuhe, ripples appeared in the invisible air, and a purple outfit gradually appeared. Xiren was wearing lace-up boots, and a young woman with a light veil on her face appeared.

　　He looked down at her. She was half-kneeling on the ground, wiping her crimson lips with her sleeve. Her purple starry eyes, revealed through the veil, glared at Shangguan Yuhe with hidden hatred and fear.

　　"Light tea and light meals, run!"

　　Seeing that Shangguan Yuhe did not make any further moves, Jiang Xuanji, who was secretly following Su Yun, wiped the corner of his mouth and immediately urged the blue and white snakes in a low voice.

　　Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xuanji leaned back.

　　However, just as she flew back a few feet, there was a gust of wind.

　　Shangguan Yuhe's dark white figure once again appeared in Zishui's eyes. He flashed in front of her in an instant and said in a clear voice: "I followed you all night, and you're in such a hurry to leave. Don't you want to say hello to Yun'er?"

　　choke--

　　Don't want to reply.

　　On the other side, Jiang Xuanji suddenly twisted the air with his right hand. A crisp sound followed, and the invisible long weapon in his hand broke through the air with the force of thunder, leaving an afterimage and attacking Shangguan Yuhe directly.

　　However, even if Qi was stronger, the attack in front became weaker the closer it got to Shangguan Yuhe, until it stopped in front of Shangguan Yuhe.

　　The entire invisible long device had been locked by Shangguan Yuhe's Qi and could not move.

　　"So that's how it is. You are his descendant." Shangguan Yuhe's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, the murderous intent in his cold eyes gradually subsided, and a sense of apology gradually rose in his mind. He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he couldn't continue.

　　Then she removed the energy that was controlling Jiang Xuanji and turned around and walked away.

　　The rain was falling heavily.

　　Jiang Xuanji's body in the forest was gradually soaked by water.

　　But she fell to the ground leaning on the long instrument, gasping for breath, and coldly tore off the veil covering her pretty face, and shouted in the direction where Shangguan Yuhe left:

　　"Even if you let me go! I won't accept your kindness! One day, I will flatten Qingjing Mountain and seek justice for my grandfather! Shangguan... Yuhe! Do you hear me?"

　　The words came hurriedly, but there was no echo.

　　The goddess of Luo River gazed into the night. The raindrops on her skin felt a little cold, the wet marks on her beauty spot felt a little painful, and her feet stepping on the muddy puddles felt a little light.

　　The scenery that appeared in Zi Shui Xing's eyes again was a little blurry and incomplete.

　　"Why, why, why."

　　Why three sentences? It was because she originally came here with Liu Guzhou, not to follow Su Yun.

　　———————————

　　Return to Jiange.

　　The grass and rocks on Qingjing Mountain remain the same. Su Yun and Huang Feng walked out of the Poxu Gate and appeared at the Jiange Dojo.

　　A hundred miles away from Liangzhou City, I could see the bright moon already overhead.

　　Although there was no snow, the accumulated snow covered the Taoist temple to a thickness of one foot. At night, many disciples returned to their cave residences, leaving only the lights under the exquisitely carved corridors of the Luanfeng Hall in the distance, swaying slightly in the wind.

　　Su Yun exhaled, and bursts of white mist appeared in the air.

　　Huang Feng stood behind Su Yun, his eyes deep, and suddenly said: "Junior brother, why do you look so emotional? Are you thinking about what happened just now?"

　　Su Yun responded, calmed down, looked at his senior brother who was almost the same as himself, and said:

　　"It's just that I've been away from home for a long time, and I found that many things and many scenes have become a little unfamiliar. How good would it be if I hadn't left?"

　　Huang Feng chuckled:

　　"I think it's not that Junior Brother's cultivation has improved, but his character has changed a lot. But you are complaining too much. What's wrong with it now? You have taken a half-step into the Huayun Realm. I'm afraid that young cultivators of your generation in this world are not as strong as you."

　　Huang Feng's words were somewhat ironic.

　　"It has changed." Su Yun nodded, his sword eyes looking towards the northern border outside the mountain, glancing vaguely:

　　"But I'm not strong enough. There are many things I can't interfere with. Besides, do you think I really want to become that strong? How would you know what it feels like, brother?"

　　"Oh!"

　　Huang Feng's thick lips twitched, and he ignored the big idiot. He just found a seat in the stone pavilion nearby and sat down. He asked without thinking, "What does that taste like?"

　　Upon hearing this, Su Yun pulled the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip.

　　In the dojo in the snow, the figure of the swordsman in green clothes is very eye-catching, yet also very desolate.

　　Afterwards, Su Yun turned his head and looked at the Luanfeng Hall. He saw the lanterns under the hall swaying in the wind and said, "It doesn't taste like anything. It's about the same as this wine."

　　"I see."

　　Huang Feng raised his head and stared at the figure in the dojo.

　　He and Su Yun were not familiar with each other. In a sense, the two had only had a conversation today.

　　Su Yun's current appearance is different from the Su Yun he knew before. He seems to have changed but also seems to have remained the same.

　　Huang Feng is still the same Huang Feng, and Su Yun is still the same Su Yun.

　　Presumably, if the man dressed in the guise of Cao Shaobei were to be put aside, the two would be in a life-and-death situation in no time.

　　Is this situation caused by Huang Feng? Is it caused by the conflicting identities of the two people?

　　No one has the answer.

　　But Huang Feng understood that he didn't like Su Yun as a person, and even disliked him.

　　Why? Perhaps it was because he and Su Yun were exactly the same. They were both adopted sons of the Immortal Sect and had royal backgrounds. Once upon a time, had he not thought about being able to walk around the world with a sword in hand, like Su Yun?

　　But all of this was shattered by that man himself.

　　The one who was more flamboyant than Su Yun, the previous generation swordsman, Dragon Armor Su Qingshan! !

　　And just when the two of them were distracted.

　　They all ignored the fact that a deep and dark space passage was torn apart in the dojo.

　　A long, beautiful leg, as white as mutton-fat jade and as white as frost and snow, protruded from inside.

　　Three thousand strands of black hair as smooth as silk fluttered in the wind, and then a cold face came into view. The dark eyebrows were painted like mountains and rivers, and a silver-gold seal on the center of the eyebrows was shining brightly. The sword-like eyes under the eyebrows tore through the heavy fog in a blink of an eye. The nose was high and straight, and the lips were red without any dye.

　　Shangguan Yuhe has never been good at putting on makeup, and this is the reason.

　　Even with her fair face, she can tell all women that just by relying on her natural beauty, she can bloom alone among thousands of flowers and shine the beauty that belongs only to her.

　　"Why drink alcohol at such a young age?"

　　Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then he looked up and saw his mother frowning and looking at his wine gourd with reproachful eyes.

　　Judging from his expression, he was extremely annoyed.

　　Su Ya immediately put the wine gourd around her back, sniffed the faint fragrance coming from the person in front of her, and laughed: "Mom!"

　　Looking at Yun'er's smile, Shangguan Yuhe was silent for a moment, then he put away the blaming look in his eyes and said with a little anger: "From now on, you are not allowed to drink anymore."

　　"Yes, I obey your command." Su Yun nodded.

　　As she spoke, she raised her hand to straighten her clothes. Her cold and beautiful face was filled with tenderness and kindness. She opened her red lips slightly:

　　"Yun'er has really grown up. She is already half a head taller than her mother."

　　The picture of two people standing opposite each other is filled with tenderness and deep thoughts, and the brush strokes are on the paper with ink dripping all over.

　　Unexpectedly, a cough was heard from a distance.

　　Huang Fengyu stood up over there, looked over with a serious face, and once again forcibly pulled away the sheathed swords that were getting closer and closer between the two, and intervened with his hand.

　　When the coughing sound came, Shangguan Yuhe turned his sword eyes to the side, his clear face paused for a moment, he panted or exhaled from his nose, and then took a step back:

　　"Cao Shaobei!"

　　Hearing his mother's slightly heavier tone, Su Yun spoke up: "Mother, I was also wrong about the competition just now. If I hadn't suddenly broken through, there wouldn't have been such a big commotion. It's really not my brother's fault."

　　Shangguan Yuhe's eyes flickered, with a hint of strange meaning as he looked towards Yun'er.

　　But how could Yun'er know?

　　She couldn't tell Yun'er that the person standing under the stone pavilion was not the eldest senior brother, but a dirty and despicable bad guy!

　　Shangguan Yuhe finally sighed and raised his sword eyes to Huang Feng: "You are here to guard the stairs to the sacrifice, and you must not leave even a step, otherwise..."

　　Mother paused for a moment, then continued, "Otherwise, you will be punished to reflect on your mistakes for three days, and you will not be allowed to participate in the sect competition. Master will find someone to take your place."

　　Seeing each other again, Huang Feng lowered his head slowly, pretended to bow, and responded sinisterly:

　　"Shao Beiding will obey Master's orders. Don't even say an inch. I won't move an inch unless you give the order!"

　　Shangguan Yuhe's sword eyes, as cold and clear as water, reflected Huang Feng's figure under the stone pavilion. Shangguan Yuhe then blinked lightly and looked back at Yun'er:

　　"Come with mother."

　　"good."

　　After saying this, Huang Feng slowly raised his dark eyes and watched the two figures climb the bluestone stairs.

　　On the stairs, two people walked up one after the other.

　　Su Yun followed behind and approached, looking at his mother's pale face, and asked, "Mother, what happened in the forest?"

　　Shangguan Yuhe raised her head, her eyes warm: "It's okay, Yun'er, don't think about those things."

　　"yes."

　　Although he said he didn't want to, Su Yunzhi's brows were furrowed as he thought secretly.

　　When I was about halfway up the ladder, I heard my mother ask, "Did Yun'er accept Liu Zhouyue as his master?"

　　Su Yun didn't dare to hide it from his mother and nodded.

　　"That's good too. Zhou Yue is an expert in divination and fortune-telling. It won't be a loss of face for Jiange if I can have her as my disciple." My mother always blames me, but she won't complain too much. I just hear a complicated tone in her voice at this moment.

　　"mother!"

　　"What's wrong."

　　Yun'er suddenly called out more urgently, causing Shangguan Yuhe to turn around and look over.

　　Su Yun seemed to have made some important decision. He took a breath and said:

　　"Huang Feng from Huanxi Temple is not a good person. Regarding the peace alliance between Xia and Man, the Empress, the barbarians, and even the Yi people may have some schemes behind the scenes. Especially the barbarians, peace is definitely not a safe strategy, Jiange must prepare early..."

　　"...and, and. During Yun'er's stay at Huanxi Temple, she discovered that the sect's mysterious cultivation method was quite aphrodisiac. Mother must not let the messenger Huang Feng get close to the female cultivators of our sect. And Wan Niang... might have already..."

　　As Su Yun spoke one sentence after another, Shangguan Yuhe's brows furrowed even more.

　　"I'm afraid that Wan Niang has been defiled by that foreign thief. Not to mention, Yun Er discovered that my aunt was also...desecrated by the old monk in Huanxi Temple."

　　To make a long story short, however, these few short sentences contain so much content and sadness.

　　After Su Yun finished telling his story, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he told his mother everything, he believed that his mother would be able to deal with that guy. He looked at his mother in this way.

　　only.

　　The fairy-like beauty caught his eyes, but he did not show any shock. Instead, his brows were tightly furrowed, his sword-like eyes slightly turned to the right, and there was a hint of worry, as if he didn't want to look at him.

　　"Mother." Su Yun called.

　　"ah?"

　　Hearing the call, Fang saw his mother blinking her eyes and looking over with trembling lips: "Yun'er, you know everything?"

　　Su Yun nodded and said:

　　"Yun'er has seen all of this, so she must be right. Mother, you still need to expel that villain from the Sword Pavilion as soon as possible, and then renegotiate the peace alliance with the Empress. The Immortal Sect and the Royal Family are of the same mind, although Yun'er speculates that the Empress may want to use the peace alliance to conquer the barbarians;"

　　"However, Grandpa once taught Yun'er that the border invaders will come when there is benefit, and will flee when there is no benefit. The barbarians are willing to agree to an alliance, but the blood feud between our country and the alien race for hundreds of years cannot be washed away by a peace. There must be a conspiracy between the barbarians!"

　　That's all.

　　Mother, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief and said in a clear voice, "I actually know everything, but Yun'er doesn't know. Huang Feng was expelled from Qingjing Mountain by me a long time ago, and he should have returned to Huanxi Temple. As for Pei Wan and aunt's affairs... leave it to you to handle."

　　"Does Yun'er know?"

　　It turned out that my mother had also discovered it.

　　After staring blankly for a moment, Su Yun smiled and said, "That's great. It's a pity that Yun'er was still thinking about that guy. If he stayed in the mountain, he would have gone over and killed him with a sword. I think it's too late now. We can only leave it for later."

　　Shangguan Yuhe looked at his son with reluctance and helplessness.

　　"Yun'er has entered Julong Mountain to practice, and his realm has improved rapidly, but his foundation is not yet solid. Next, he should consolidate his cultivation and win the first place in the competition. Don't worry about these trivial matters."

　　"Mother even knows this?"

　　"How could I not know who my mother is?"

　　"Too."

　　"What is it..." Looking at Yun'er's silly smile, Shangguan Yuhe also smiled sweetly, and her beautiful face gradually brightened.

　　Su Yunsui held the sword, stepped onto the last step, spread his hands and said loudly to the sky:

　　"My mother is the greatest swordsman in the world. I wonder if Cang Qiong has the courage to take on a sword from Shangguan Swordsman!"

　　"Silly boy, what are you so happy about? Be careful of the slippery snow. Hey, you're running."

　　"Hahaha."

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