i have a sword fairy

"Ah, really?"

"Ah."

"Hee hee, the lady is so nice!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Miss, I thought of two names for my natal flying sword, one is called Swing, and the other is called Fu Nishang, which one do you think sounds better~"

"It all sounds nice."

"Miss."

"Ok?"

"Why don't you call me Brother Smelly Rong'er?"

"..."

Zhao Lingfei put down the silver chopsticks and looked up at Qian'er.

The girl in front of her was still lively and chattering a second ago, but now her expression suddenly darkened.

If Zhao Rong was here now, he would definitely sigh that an adolescent girl's emotions and thinking are really changeable and detached.

"Wuwu, it's all to blame for Uncle Xiaobai's wine. Brother Rong'er definitely didn't want to leave."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, why are you so cruel!"

"Miss, do you think he will come back?"

Concubine Zhao Ling was silent, not knowing how to answer the little girl.

Thinking of that person, her thoughts raced.

Since she was a child, her father was not by her side, and her mother passed away very early. She has been living in the deep courtyard of the Duke's Mansion. She is introverted. Except for the old lady who loves her dearly, she is not close to her relatives. Beside her, Aunt Liu is equivalent to half a mother, while Li Bai and Uncle Kun have always regarded her as their master and never dared to surpass her.

In her childhood, there were only two close peers, Qian'er and Zhao Rong. The former was her personal maid, while the latter was because he was Aunt Liu's child, and she was naturally close.

So Zhao Rong "breaks into" her small world very early. She once poured all her fantasies about her father's love and all her feelings about men into Zhao Rong. He was the most interesting person in her life. Color is the brightest rainbow.

When she gradually grew up, she gradually learned about men and women, and that a woman would have a beloved person who would entrust her whole life and grow old together. The only thing she could think of at that time, and the only thing she wanted to think about, was him.

The later engagement of the two made her think twice.

She has a very small heart and can only hold one person.

She is actually very insecure. When she was a child, Zhao Rong was able to act as her elder brother and let her depend on her, but when she grew up, in order to inherit the Duke of Jingnan's mansion, she took Qian'er away from the mansion and practiced alone. The little girl could rely on her, but she didn't. People can make her depend again.

But it was all right, she didn't blame him at the time, thinking that as long as the good person treats her kindly.

So her temper gradually became cold and indifferent, and she began to practice diligently and concentrate on practicing swords.

One is the Zhao family, and the other is a good person.

She thought that after she completed her studies and returned with a sword, no one would dare to covet the Zhao family, no one would despise her beloved, and she would no longer be ashamed of joining the family.

However, now.

With the man gone, these expectations have come to nothing.

She found her thoughts naive.

Concubine Zhao Ling came back to her senses, stared at the little girl with pear blossoms and rain in front of her, and reached out to help her wipe away her tears.

In fact, Concubine Ling also wanted to convince herself that you were leaving because of the pot of Huangliang Wangyou wine; Concubine Ling also wanted to have the expectation that you would come back one day.

but.

Concubine Ling has made excuses for you countless times.

I have hoped for you countless times.

But in the end, what greeted Concubine Ling was only a series of self-deception and disillusionment.

Concubine Ling didn't want to lie to herself anymore.

Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu, Concubine Ling hates you a little now, not because you stabbed Concubine Ling's heart, which has long been pierced and it is hard to hurt anymore.

Concubine Ling hates that you have failed Qian'er.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly smiled brilliantly and stared at the little girl:

"Yes, he will come back to see Qian'er."

……

This morning, Zhao Rong got up very early as usual and started practicing calligraphy and reading.

It has been two months since he boarded the Qingfengge ferry, and he has already finished reading the books in his bookcase. As for the "Xuanhuang Chronicle", he has smashed it. He wondered whether he should go to shamelessly and make three changes. Brother help him buy a few more copies to pass the time.

Because it is indeed a bit boring on the boat, the vast sea of ​​clouds that made people novel before, and it will be like that after seeing it a lot.

Although he could chat with Liu Sanbian, Liu Sanbian's temper was too boring. Most of the time, Zhao Rong took the initiative to find topics, but after chatting for a while, he would be embarrassed again.

As for the "Su Dahuang" next door, since he returned the book to her that day, he has rarely seen each other. Occasionally, he met him in the corridor several times, and the little girl looked at him vigilantly, as if afraid that he would ever again Steal your own book.

There are, however, some interesting things along the way.

One day, the ferry passed through a sea of ​​clouds, as if it had fallen into the deep sea. The formation of the boat was full of fish, and the flying fish passed by, overflowing with inspiration.

There was a friar on the boat with a happy look on his face, and he wanted to go fishing, but was stopped by the ferry steward, saying that this group of fish already had an owner and was raised in captivity on a certain mountain in the middle of Wangque Continent.

After that, as expected, a group of monks in azure clothes riding on cranes appeared not far away and looked at the ferry with cold eyes.

Later, Liu Sanbian said to Zhao Rong, that it was a phantom fish from the sea of ​​clouds. Stone equal weight exchange.

One day, when Zhao Rong opened the window to admire the moon at night, he saw a cloud not far from the boat.

One day, thunder and lightning flashed in the sea of ​​clouds, and Zhao Rong saw a masked man washing his sword with a thunder pool.

Another day, the sky was cloudless, and there was a towering mountain on the earth. When the ferry passed by, it was shocked to find that there was a huge sea of ​​people below.

Zhao Rong stretched his waist, cleared the table, and prepared to go to breakfast.

Just as soon as he walked out, he saw the "Su Dahuang" next door, who was preparing to go out just like him.

However, after she found Zhao Rong, she hurried back.

"..."

Zhao Rong shook his head and smiled, disregarding it, and preparing to leave first.

But the next second.

There was a sound of wind and thunder in the distance.

Looking up, in the direction of the ferry boat, there are several streamers coming from the horizon, and the momentum is extremely huge.

A scolding sound came, like Huang Zhong Dalu, resounding through the sky.

"Tianya Jiange Order, all ferries south of Zhishui Country are prohibited from passing!"

Chapter 19 Kundu

"Tianya Jiange Order..."

"Tianya Jiange Order..."

The sound was repeated three times in a row, and the ferry began to slow down slowly.

"What happened?"

"Why did the boat stop?"

"Shh, be quiet, it's Tianya Jiange..."

The ship became noisy for a while, and many people hurriedly left the room and walked to the deck.

Zhao Rong listened to the surrounding discussions while pricking his ears, and went to the bow ahead with the crowd.

At this time, the Qingfengge ferry had stopped, and there were hundreds of people gathered on the empty deck.

Zhao Rong squeezed forward and picked a position with a good view.

I saw a group of "uninvited guests" hovering high in the sky not far in front of the ship.

There were 11 people in a group, except for the leader who was wearing sackcloth, the other ten people were all in uniform dark blue standard sword uniforms.

When Zhao Rong saw the ferry steward running into the ship, he seemed to be looking for someone to talk to.

I heard Liu Sanbian say before that every ferry traveling in the continent will have at least one Jindan cultivator in charge.

He had nothing to do, and seriously looked at the pedestrian in the sky.

There are lines on the sword suits of the ten people behind, and a small sword pattern is embroidered on the cuffs.

Those lines, Zhao Rong felt a mess when he first saw it, but after a closer look, he gradually felt dizzy.

And these ten people, both men and women, have extraordinary bearing, some people carry long swords, some people carry swords behind their backs, some people have swords on their waists, and their postures are different, but they all carry swords.

But the sackcloth man in the lead was empty-handed, with no accessories on his body except for a simple sackcloth clothes.

However, the thing that made Zhao Rong feel the most strange about the man in linen was not this, but the strange pattern tattooed on his thin cheek, which extended all the way to the neck, did not penetrate into the collar, and did not know where it spread.

The tattoo is red and the pattern is quirky.

After Zhao Rong took a closer look, he found that there seemed to be a few tattoos...grimace?

what is this?Otherworldly non-mainstream?

"That's the sword pattern."

"Kundu sword pattern."

The voice of returning came from the heart lake.

"Oh? It sounds amazing, what's the point?"

Zhao Rong was very skilled at giving back words and enticing him to continue. In fact, this was not because Zhao Rong wanted to know more about these things. After all, he had seen too many new things when he came to this world, so he started to take offense. No wonder, besides, some of the things Gui sometimes said were too high and too vague for Zhao Rong. He felt that he might never get in touch with him in his life, so he was not very interested.

The reason why he cooperated with listening to Gui's speech was because he knew that Gui was really lonely.

Zhao Rong didn't know whether it was because he hadn't spoken to anyone for too long before he met him, or because his position was too high.

He could feel its loneliness because he had been lonely before.

Four years of college, nothing extraordinary, no bloody love, no life-changing mentors and friends, lively and lonely, immersed in games and novels, and suddenly woke up, running every morning, memorizing words , punch in the library... Near graduation, friends went their separate ways, and he realized that life is actually a journey alone, and the people around him almost come and go.

In addition to your parents who can only accompany you for half your life, how lucky you will be if you can have a partner or a confidant on the road.

Although Gui is arrogant, vicious, and desperate to save face, but in fact they have been together for a long time... and they are quite cute.Although some of its values, Zhao Rong disagreed, but gentlemen are different.

Therefore, Zhao Rong felt that he and Gui Neng shared weal and woe together, and it was a rare fate to spend the rest of their lives together, at least they would no longer be alone.

At the same time, he also knew that if his reaction was a simple um or oh, he would probably ignore him for a few days. He had already experienced it a few times, so let's just follow it and don't hold it back. ...

Gui didn't know that someone had already coveted the position of its blue-faced confidant, and gave it a "very cute" evaluation. If it knew, it would probably be able to "smile" to lift Zhao Rong's Tianling cover and jump from it. Come out and die with Zhao Rong.

At this moment, it heard Zhao Rong's curious tone, quite satisfied, and continued.

"He has a red sword pattern on his face, and the material used is the blood of the heart chamber of the spirit-changing realm demon cultivator, um... The soul-transforming realm demon cultivator corresponds to the Nascent Soul Realm of the human race, although this seat can't see his now. Cultivation, but he should not have reached Taiyi yet, it is estimated that he is in the Nascent Soul Realm."

"Sword pattern is a grimace on the face?"

"The pattern of the sword pattern is not fixed. As long as the materials, the magic circle, and the flying sword of life are all complete, the sword pattern can be stabbed. Hehe, the pattern he has is not a grimace, a scorpion, a scorpion, and he should have killed it. The body of the strongest demon cultivators, there are many sword cultivators in Kun who like to do this."

"When I went to Kundu to kill demons, I also stabbed a sword pattern. Oh, but it was purple." Gui said proudly.

"You also have a face tattooed on your face?"

"roll!"

"Okay, not a grimace, but that's pretty ugly...how could you not want to get a tattoo on your face?"

"I don't have a tattoo on my face!"

"Then where did you get your tattoo?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

"..."