If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

  Chapter 207 Yu Xingdao Luo Shubai

  The clouds are about to move towards the stars, but Tianle utters a cry of muscle and bone chills.

  The wind in the early spring night is actually far from being pleasant, and it also carries a biting chill.

  Pei Yingui stood in front of Lu Jing, and saw with his own eyes that Lu Jing Yuanshen took the arrow of qi and blood from the sky, and Guanghanyin turned into a big bow glowing with moonlight, and the bright arrow went straight, like a shooting star falling directly on Hengshan Mansion.

Even if Pei Yingui had no connection with the arrow of qi and blood, she could clearly guess... With Lu Jing's character and what he said just now, the presumptuous prince of Qi in the Hengshan mansion is the lowest. I will be seriously injured again!

  As the long wind blows, the silver glow on Lu Jing's white clothes looks brighter and brighter against the moonlight.

  The stars are sparse and the river shadows turn, the frost is heavy and the moon is lonely. In the lonely storm, Lu Jing is independent under the moon, which makes Pei Yingui feel a little emotional.

   "Why are most of the world-renowned heroes from Dafu?

  Decades ago, one of Taixuanjing's three favorites was dressed in white. Decades later, this law-abiding white dress was replaced by another person, but he was equally brilliant. "

  Pei Yingui felt a little pity.

  If Qi State has one or two more young heroes like this, perhaps not long after, those blood-red flowers that have already bloomed in Qi State may wither, and the wicked people on the throne of the king will also be bestowed with their heads.

"It's just that I don't know whether Taixuanjing can keep such a character. The white-clothed swordsman finally didn't want to stay in Taixuanjing. Return to the homeland that once gave birth to him."

Pei Yingui thought about this in her heart, and then remembered Lu Jing's words before, she thought for a while, then frowned and said: "Mr. You attack Gu Chenxiao again at the stall, once Gao Li enters Taixuanjing, he will inevitably help Gu Chenxiao vent his anger."

   "However, no matter how powerful the Yuanshen monks are, they dare not ask the dignitaries in the library. Now that Qingyue usually studies pharmacology in the library, why not live in the library for a few days first.

  A character like Gao Li would not be able to stay in Taixuanjing for a long time. After all, he is going back to Qi. "

  Gao Li's cultivation base is powerful, and his reputation is spread throughout the world. The sword in his hand can control mountain ghosts and kill people invisible.

  Although Lu Jing is a great law enforcement officer, he has no official status.

Moreover, Taixuanjing basically does not care about the matter of Lu Jing and Gu Chenxiao. If Gao Li takes action against Lu Jing, maybe there will be strong people in Taixuanjing to protect Lu Jing, but there will be some more risks after all. Instead of this, it is better to live in the library for the time being.

  Even if Gao Li was given some courage and a few precious knives, he would never dare to commit murder in the place of teaching.

Lu Jing no longer looked in the direction of Hengshan Mansion, he waved his hand towards Pei Yingui, and said, "Guanghanyin is a very important technique, if you can use it skillfully, maybe you can really kill the seventh level with the sixth level .

  This kind of method can be regarded as extremely precious even in Taixuanjing, where there are countless powerful people. Miss Pei has also started to learn it. In the future, as long as she understands it more, her combat power will definitely be improved to a higher level. "

  Pei Yingui naturally knew the value of Guanghan Seal.

  If Guanghan Seal was just an ordinary method, Yuan Jiulang, the leader shot by the arrow, would not be famous all over the world with this method!

   "Miss Pei has an extraordinary understanding. She specializes in archery with Guanghanyin, and she may be able to surpass most archery masters in the future."

   Lu Jing spoke quite seriously.

  Pei Yingui couldn't help but blushed. Lu Jing had been teaching her the Guanghan Sealing Method for two or three months.

   It was because of these two or three months that Pei Yingui really knew why Lu Jing was called the peerless genius of the Great Fu.

Like the method of Guanghanyin, he can go a long way in a day, and he can understand it when he observes it. He often teaches Pei Yingui, but he himself goes from one to two, from two to three, and from three to all things. In the process of teaching Pei Yingui , and gradually complete this path.

  Pei Yingui even felt that the talent of the so-called nine leaders in the world was about the same.

  It is precisely because of Lu Jing's in-depth explanations that Pei Yingui avoided many detours, and Pei Yingui was able to get started with Guanghanyin practice in just two or three months.

This kind of speed is not common, and Pei Yingui knew it clearly. If there was no Lu Jing, she would have known many cultivation terms in the kung fu classics, and she would have to practice for three to five years before she could do it. achieve something.

   "But in fact, my talent and understanding are better than most practitioners, and my mother often praised me when she was alive.

  Mr. Lu Jing also praised me today, but compared with him...I..."

  Pei Yingui stood on the spot, and between her hands, a Guanghan Seal was formed by the blood and energy of her body, jumping out of her palm.

   "Moreover, Mr. Lu Jing has a temperament different from those big names in Taixuanjing."

  Pei Yingui is not the only one who thinks this way here and now.

  When Lu Jing shot that arrow, it shot through the dark sky, and finally, a little bit of blood bloomed on the ancient prince of Qi.

  Nan Fengmian, who was holding the Xinggu real person and was slashing in the courtyard, put the knife back into its sheath, and asked the back chef to roast some meat for him.

  Nan Xuehu also heard the news, and the two uncles and nephews began to drink at night.

  It was as if the cold wind in spring and the frost that condensed on the ground could not dissipate the enthusiasm in their hearts.

   What is rare is that after drinking for three rounds, Nan Heyu, the swordsman of the Nanguo government, seems to be dancing sword energy in his own small courtyard.

  The wind and rain sword energy never brought wind and rain, but made Nan Fengmian narrow his eyes slightly, and nodded slowly.

  "He Yufengfeng's sword spirit has improved, and she has begun to find her own path."

  Nan Fengmian commented like this.

  Nan Xuehu also looked at the flickering sword light, and occasionally three hundred thousand beautiful waters turned into overlapping jagged shadows, like continuous wind and rain, or like a river flowing backwards into a cup and plate, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

   "He Yu's wind and rain sword energy seems to be a lot different than before."

  Nan Xuehu couldn't tell why, but he always felt that Nan Heyu's sword light was shining one after another at this time, just like the graceful but moistening spring rain.

  Nan Fengmian has extraordinary cultivation, but he can see the problem at a glance.

"For Luo Mingyue or Luo Shubai, Yu Xing Island's wind and rain sword energy is about a wind and rain that is as dark as the rooster crows, or it is about a convulsive wind that dips in lotus water and dense rain that slantly invades the wall of Xueli. !

  Originally, He Yu followed the same path, so it is suggested that it should be like a storm.

  But... He Yu's mind is not as strong as a violent storm. "

  Nan Xuehu seemed to have realized something, and said to Nan Fengmian: "Uncle, are you saying that He Yu's heart is lacking?"

   "Who can have a perfect mind?" Nan Fengmian smiled casually: "Even the immortals who are high in the sky cannot achieve perfection in mind.

  Since He Yu's temperament is softer, why bother to practice the storm?

   Now she doesn't know who is instructing her, or she has a new understanding. If she can practice the sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall, and match her heart, she will naturally be able to walk more smoothly. "

  Nan Xuehu finally understood, but he was a little curious.

  Many times when receiving advice from others, one has to respect and be convinced of the person who instructed him before he can think carefully about his words and realize something.

  In Taixuanjing, who can order He Yu at will?

   "Come, drink."

  Nan Fengmian took the wine glass, and looked sideways at the Xinggu real person who was put aside.

   "Today we got really drunk, it's better to kill people when we're drunk."

  Nan Fengmian was full of energy, without the slightest murderous intent in his eyes, but Nan Xuehu couldn't help but fell silent.

  He knew what Nan Fengmian wanted to do.

   "Uncle, maybe you don't need to take action. Even if Gao Li and Jian Qiushui entered Taixuanjing, and Gu Chenxiao was seriously injured by an arrow shot by Mr. Lu Jing, even if he wanted to behead his head and skin him, he might not have the strength to spare.

  Since they can't do evil things, what's the point of letting them enter Xuandu? "

  Nan Xuehu was worried about Nan Fengmian's safety.

Nan Fengmian naturally heard it, he glanced at Nan Xuehu lightly, and said: "Anyway, I want to leave Taixuanjing, a person like Gao Li can be like a fish in water in Qi State, and he has done so many evil things in his daily life." evil thing.

  Once he enters Taixuanjing, Gu Chenxiao will inevitably be more unscrupulous once he has gained power, but he doesn't care about the clay sculptures in the court hall of Xuandu, he only wants to accumulate chips in exchange for some benefits.

  In addition, Lu Jing is still in Taixuanjing, and I am his righteous brother, who is about to leave Beijing. Killing Gao Li can also be regarded as lightening his burden. "

  Nan Xuehu sighed: "Killing the envoy of the Qi Kingdom, the adults in the court will inevitably be angry. There are countless strong people in Taixuanjing, if you want to take uncle..."

   "Let them come."

  Nan Fengmian stretched out his fingers, and lightly flicked the handle of Xinggu Zhenren's knife.

   Shiny!

   Just like a breeze blowing, a melodious chirping sound came, and Master Xinggu seemed to be jumping for joy.

   "You don't have to worry, and the Nanguo government doesn't have to worry either. Although the Duke is old, his cultivation is still strong.

  And I, Nan Fengmian, once brought back Yue Lao's head. I don't want to be an official, and now this credit is still recorded on the head of the Nanguo government.

  I killed Gao Li and walked away. The Nanguo government will be questioned, but nothing serious.

  When I go to the state of Qi and kill King Qi Yuan, maybe the sage will give me a king seat. "

  Nan Fengmian said it lightly.

   But hearing it in Nan Xuehu's ears, he was a little terrified.

   Naturally, the Qi State cannot be compared with Dafu and Beiqin, but under the power of Dafu and Beiqin, it can still maintain the integrity of the country and even form an alliance with Dafu. How can there be no strong people in the country?

  If it was so easy to assassinate King Qi Yuan, and Nan Fengmian didn't need to do it himself, maybe someone in Dafu Chaotang would have already done it.

   Nan Fengmian seemed to have sensed what Nan Xuehu was thinking, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he shook his head and said: "I have quite a lot of experience in assassination.

  The powerful in the world each perform their duties, and sometimes the heavenly beings in the eight realms are not as good as the little-known assassins dormant in the quagmire!

   Wait for me to try it out. If it doesn’t work, at most I will die, and the world will naturally leave my name behind. "

   "If you can't stay, it's okay, you and Lu Jing will build a tomb for me."

  Nan Fengmian spoke freely, but Nan Xuehu's mood became more and more depressed.

  He thought for a long time before raising his head and asking: "King Qi Yuan is cruel and innocent, but it has nothing to do with us.

  Uncle, Xuehu is willing to do good things within his power, but why throw his head and blood for unprovoked things? "

  Nan Fengmian glanced at Nan Xuehu appreciatively: "Lu Jing told me about your character before.

  Everyone has something in their hearts, Xuehu, let me ask you, if one day, He Yu or I, or my eldest brother are in danger and need you to exchange our lives, what will you do? "

   "Snow Tiger will never hesitate." Nan Xuehu blurted out.

   "This is the reason why you went to kill Lu Jing even though you knew it wasn't at fault. In your heart, kinship and blood are more important!"

  Nan Fengmian laughed loudly: "But I've been traveling the world for too long, but I can't see those who are clearly superior and can get everything with their hands, but they want to get along with those humble people!

   That Yuelao dragged to death the woman who was pregnant with Liujia with a Chudi heavy horse, and I wanted to behead him.

   King Qi Yuan sits high on the throne, but he likes to plant flowers in the heads of mortals, and he likes to swim in the flesh and blood of mortals.

  I just want to drown him in those flesh and blood.

  You don't think it's worth it, but if I do it, I will feel infinitely happy, even if it doesn't work, so what? "

   "As Lu Jing said, a gentleman does righteousness, and he does not stop because he does not know!

  Xuehu, the news that you are waiting for me in Taixuanjing is that no matter whether the news is good or bad, you just need to know that I will never regret it. "

  Nan Fengmian was probably tired from drinking, when he said this, he couldn't help but lay down on the ground and looked up at the sky.

  Nan Xuehu is thoughtful, and everyone has a temperament. At this moment, he seems to understand that Mr. Lu Jing, who obviously has peerless talents, always does some impulsive things.

  At this time, in Nan Heyu's small courtyard, sword energy floated, causing a haze.

   See you in the light rain pond, and know the good wind.

  The sword energy was hazy, and so was the wind and rain.

  Nan Heyu practiced for a long time, Qian Xiushui hovered in the sky, and finally returned to the scabbard.

  In the distance, the white-haired old woman looked at Nan Heyu and couldn't help but sigh.

  Because Nan Heyu didn't use her real face when she practiced sword intent these few days, instead she took on the appearance of Lingque.

  At this moment, Nan Heyu seemed to have forgotten her true colors, and there was still a little smile on her face.

   "When Mr. Si practiced his sword against the wind, Mr. Jing once told me that the swordsmanship where the sword comes out like a storm is not suitable for me.

  My aura is soft and lacking, and it is very difficult to practice wind and rain sword qi. Maybe it is just not suitable for the way of swords that I am currently practicing, so I should continue to explore.

   Today, I should have realized something. "

  Ayaque thought this way: "The wind and rain don't necessarily have to be driven by the wind and the rain showers on the high city. If it can be cultivated into a continuous trend, it will be worthy of the word wind and rain."

  Standing under the moonlight, she was very grateful to Lu Jing in her heart.

   "I feel ashamed of Mr. Lu Jing, but Mr. Lu Jing is still willing to give me advice. Now that the matter between me and him has been settled, maybe I can thank you in person."

  When Aya sparrow had such an idea, her heart was burning like a raging fire.

   "It's just that if I want to thank you, I have to meet him in Nan Heyu's face, this..."

  Nan Heyu's appearance is peerless. After all, her ancestors were rich and rich, and she was very particular about her diet on weekdays. The ancestors of the clan had already tried to take Tiandibao to preserve their appearance.

  After several generations have passed, the descendants will naturally become more brilliant.

  This is also the reason why the older the rich, the more beautiful their descendants are, and it is precisely because of these reasons that there is another saying in Taixuanjing.

   That is the ugly girl from a wealthy family for generations.

Nan Heyu is even the best among them. If it wasn't for her usually cold and repulsive temperament, coupled with her extraordinary talent, which made countless teenagers feel ashamed, otherwise, at this time and this place, Nanguo's government would be afraid The threshold of marriage will be stepped down by suitors!

   But even going to see Lu Jing with such a face made Nan Heyu hesitate.

   On the contrary, Nan Heyu was more fond of Lingque's face, which had an ordinary face but left a good impression on Lu Jing.

   "Perhaps I can use the appearance of a bird to thank Mr. Lu Jing tactfully."

   "But if that's the case, if I don't show my true face, it will be a kind of insincerity to Mr. Lu Jing?"

  Nan Heyu sat in the small pavilion in the courtyard, thinking hard.

   Time passed extremely quickly, and soon the sky was already bright.

Nan Heyu, who had been sitting all night without realizing it, finally stood up, looked at the rising sun in the distance, and said to herself: "Since it's a thank you, you can't be twitchy, otherwise it will be meaningless .”

   While Nan Heyu was thinking, Ling Que's face gradually distorted, turning into a charming real face.

  She walked out of the Nanguo mansion and walked all the way to the library.

   Entering the second floor, from a very long distance, Nan Heyu saw Lu Jing walking where the flowers were in full bloom.

   "Such a coincidence?" Nan Heyu was secretly delighted.

   But immediately after, Nan Heyu saw the figure in Tsing Yi walking with Lu Jing.

  The figure in green clothes flutters, his face is like jade, his body is like a jade tree, his face is like jade, and his body is like a jade tree.

  Even if this person walks beside the jade-like bone Lu Jing, he can still be called a dragon and a phoenix, an extraordinary weapon.

  When Nan Heyu saw this person, he couldn't help but pause slightly.

   "Master...brother?"

  The man in Tsing Yi is the son of Luo Mingyue, the master swordsman of Yu Xing Island...

  Luo Shubai.

  (end of this chapter)