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"Miss Zhongli, can you give me that sword..." Tan Xinjue collected himself, even though his face was ugly and he wished to tear Zhongliqing into pieces, he still had to suppress his anger, try his best to maintain his demeanor, and discuss calmly road.

Zhong Liqing didn't give him a chance, and tilted his head pretending to be puzzled: "What sword?" His expression changed because of choking, but he didn't know how to continue.

——Obviously, Zhong Liqing didn't intend to admit that the sword was subdued by him.

The sword is stored in the sea of ​​consciousness, there is no way to snatch it, besides, the successor of the dignified Tan family can't even subdue the heirloom sword.

After thinking about it, could it be that the dumb is at fault, are they settled for talking about family?

Tan Xinjue was very unwilling.

Letting him stand in place like a pillar, Zhong Liqing passed him with her hands behind her back and walked towards the edge of the barrier with a smile.

"I originally thought that if I conquered this sword in the sword book, I would have the qualifications to succeed the Patriarch, and I would have the confidence to propose marriage to the concubine's family. Unfortunately, the sky did not fulfill my wish. I think it is because I have no destiny with this sword," said behind Tan Xinjue's words made Zhong Liqing pause, and looked back suddenly—but saw that he regained his expression, no longer entangled with Cun Xin's belongings, but looked at Jun Moci with a face as frosty and snowy as if no one else was there, sincerely Confidentially, "Even so, I always have a glimmer of hope, I want to give it a try. Yaoyao, I..."

Tan Xinjue was about to say something, and Zhong Liqing was about to interrupt him... Unexpectedly, Jun Moci was faster than the two of them, and mercilessly cut off the young man's words, the coldness in his eyes almost made people Frostbite is normal, even Zhong Liqing can't help but feel the coldness on his cheeks, not to mention the torment Tan Xinjue has to endure in the face of that coldness.

"This sword was originally surnamed - feng shui turns, and now it's just for those who can get it," she looked indifferently at Tan Xinjue, whose face was turning red and white, and added the last sentence without changing her expression, "It's not that you don't have a chance with this sword, it's just that you and I don't have a chance."

After she finished speaking, she didn't care about Tan Xinjue's reaction, and walked away—the back was so lonely and arrogant that no one dared to approach him, so she could only stare silently and let her go away alone.

Zhong Liqing pursed her lips, suppressed the gloating smile in her eyes, stopped caring about Tan Xinjue's helpless and hopeless look, and hurriedly followed Jun Moci's footsteps—people who are ruthlessly rejected are pitiful, but due to the relationship between rivals in love, Zhong Liqing is not broad-minded enough to have any sympathy for him.

Rather, she loves Jun Moci's ruthless treatment of others as equals... It is because of this that her tenderness towards herself is extraordinary, and it is also particularly intoxicating and cherishable.

While stealing music, she slowed down by half a minute, and Jun Moci, who was walking in front, had already passed Lin Yunxi, who had been standing on the sidelines watching from the beginning to the end, but she suddenly raised her hand to stop her, frowning and talking to Jun Moci What happened, the latter glanced at her indifferently, stepped aside indifferently, and was about to pass her, but Lin Yunxi took a step forward persistently, as if trying to grab Jun Moci's hand in desperation. clothes, as if not letting her leave.

Zhong Liqing's eyes darkened, and she stepped forward quickly, and was about to warn Lin Yunxi not to move her hands or feet—although her cultivation level was not as good as the other party's, she couldn't bear the fact that her sweetheart was entangled and coveted, so she fought hard and got hurt, but she also wanted to fight. Defending her own position——Zhong Liqing even forgot for a moment her purpose all along, the reason for her forbearance, and just wanted to give everything for the one she loves regardless.

But also... just a moment of irrationality.

She couldn't tell whether it was more regret or more luck, but when she walked to Jun Moci, the brief conversation between the two had ended, and she only had time to hear a cold and arrogant remark—"Why not."

After throwing this sentence, Jun Moci passed the complicated Lin Yunxi, and Shi Shiran left.

After walking a few steps, she heard her throw a sentence from a distance: "Still not following?"

Zhong Liqing and Lin Yunxi looked at each other, and smiled back at her undisguised killing intent, then walked away from her triumphantly, chasing Jun Moci away.

The moment they passed each other, Zhong Liqing suppressed her smile, looked up at Jun Moci's back, and thoughtful eyes flashed across her eyes.

——What are these two people hiding from her?

Regardless of other people's brilliant faces, Zhong Liqing followed Jun Moci back to the guest room arranged by Tan's family, said hello to each other, and went back to their rooms to rest. She also suppressed the hesitation in her heart, waved the restraint, Called out the Inch Heart Sword.

He looked and looked intently, and tried to wrap the sword body with his spiritual consciousness. While the spiritual power was circulating, he suddenly felt a sword intent from inside.

Speaking of sword intent, it might as well be said to be a touch of divine consciousness remaining in the sword body.

This divine sense was extremely powerful, and before Zhong Liqing could react, it pulled her consciousness into a realistic dream——after a while, Zhong Liqing realized that she was witnessing a memory.

It was an extremely beautiful woman, unexpectedly somewhat similar to her original appearance in the previous life, but several times prettier than her, not like a real person.

In that memory, except for the woman herself, everyone else only had a vague outline, and no one could see clearly, so she could only guess what happened through the dialogue—if she heard correctly, there were several different voices, all of which were different. Call this woman the same name.

——Ji Ji.

That stunning and gorgeous Yan Ji.

The sword in her hand is Cun Xin.

There are not many memories, but they are messy and trivial. There are only fragmented pictures, but it is not difficult to piece together sad stories - Zhong Liqing sees her holding a sword to the end of the world, elegant and unrestrained, I also saw her lonely and painful, betrayed by others; I saw her take the first place in the competition for the Tianbang, winning the championship in one fell swoop, and I saw the masked man in white crowning her and taking her to a place called God's Domain Tianyuan.

Afterwards, some unforeseen circumstances changed, and she ended up dead and scattered!

Zhong Liqing felt the pain, and suddenly broke away from the influence of that memory, struggling to wake up.

Holding Cun Xin firmly in her hands, she fell on the couch, her clothes soaked in cold sweat, her heart was pounding, and she still couldn't remember the pain of that moment.

It took a long time before he slowly recovered.

However, if you want to think back to all the things just now, you can only remember a few sporadic scenes.

It turns out that Jun Moci's Cun Xin was originally surnamed Yu, so does that mean it?

This sword is originally Yan Ji's saber—then what is the relationship between her and Yan Ji?

After careful study, she is just a ghost from another time and space. If there is any entanglement between the past and the present, it is also Zhong Liqing's real body, so what does it have to do with her?

Waking up from the nightmare, she licked her lips, and was about to get up to pour a glass of water for a drink, but just as she moved, she found a person standing by the couch.

Terrified, he raised his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's you..."

Jun Moci sat beside her couch, reaching out his hand as if to wipe her sweat, seeing her suddenly wake up, her movements froze, the tenderness in her eyes hadn't been hidden yet——Facing those star-like eyes, Zhong Liqing Can't help but stare dumbfounded.

It's like falling from one dream to another.

In just a split second, Jun Moci returned to his calm and indifferent look, retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, and said in a gentle voice: "The sword ceremony is over, and the task of rewarding is also over, and we are ready to go to the next city."

"What is the purpose of this mission?" Zhong Liqing looked at her blankly and asked suddenly.

Jun Moci looked at her with a frown, and slowly replied: "In order to select talented talents with potential, we will participate in the competition for the Tianbang."

"Then, shall the winner be chosen and sent to God's Domain Tianyuan? Just like Yan Ji?" Zhong Liqing blurted out.

"How do you know God's Domain Tianyuan?" Jun Moci's expression changed, and Zhong Liqing could hardly breathe under her pressure, and immediately regretted her impulsiveness.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment that Jun Moci also realized his gaffe, and immediately withdrew his power, just sighed imperceptibly, got up and walked out of the room without explaining.

Before leaving, she heard her say in a deep voice: "Don't keep asking, knowing too much is of no benefit to you."

"……Um."

The door was closed, Zhong Liqing covered her face with one hand, clenched her heart tightly with her fingertips, her palm was cold, and her heart felt as if covered in ice and snow.

Ready to go, everyone left Tan's house and went to the next stop.

Because of the previous conversation with Jun Moci, the two of them had some gaps unknowingly.

Although Zhong Liqing wanted to talk to her, every time she opened her mouth, she would always think of the man in white who awarded concubine Ji the honor in the dream, the pain of being betrayed, and the despair of annihilating his consciousness in the Tianyuan of God's Realm... This made her feel very sad. She felt stuck in her throat, and wanted to ask clearly, but she didn't know how to speak.

——She didn't want to say it, so she just didn't ask.

In the end, Zhong Liqing chose to compromise.

But when she was looking at Jun Moci's back, hesitant to speak, she saw the annoying Lin Yunxi sneaking in, sticking to Jun Moci and talking non-stop, but set up a sound-proof barrier , so that she can only guess their conversation from the other party's fluttering lips.

Because of the bad angle, both of them had half of their bodies facing Zhong Liqing. Even if she focused on the mouth shapes of the two to identify their lips, she could only vaguely distinguish the words "target" and "Jiang Clan". , To make a further distinction, Kankan took half a step forward, but immediately taught Jun Moci to notice it.

She glanced lightly, there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, but in the end she was silent, and turned around again, but she was looking at the clouds passing by the sky like a wanderer, silent, not even Lin Yunxi. Let's talk about it again.

Zhong Liqing suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

This oppressive atmosphere invisibly infected the entire mission. No one spoke until they saw the boundary stone symbolizing the city from a distance—and originally planned to introduce it to everyone during this time. The host, Ming Yinhui, had no choice but to keep silent.

After a dull journey, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived at the destination, including Zhong Liqing, who also calmed down, glanced at Jun Moci, who was indifferent, and made up his mind to find a chance to talk, even if the other party still refused It was revealed that at least the cold war could not continue... She didn't know if Jun Moci would be sad, but she couldn't bear it anymore.

Perhaps in the emotional contest, she had lost the upper hand a long time ago, handed over her hole cards too early, and had no other end except a crushing defeat.

—Nevertheless, she didn't regret it.

Because Zhen Daoming's family is famous for formations, and the Dingcheng he occupies is also known as the capital of formations, even though he is still in a unhappy mood, Zhong Liqing's curiosity and enthusiasm for exploring the way of formations here has not diminished in the slightest .

If the way of swordsmanship is the way she chooses, and the way of poison is her means of saving her life, then the way of formation and talisman is her inseparable interest.

And just relying on her unique skill of drawing talismans in the void, she is naturally ahead of others in the formation. If it is supplemented with mysterious formation formulas and powerful formation foundation magic weapons, it is equivalent to adding another trick - the way of formation Originally, the defense was the offense, and the emphasis was on defense. If the formation was properly arranged, it could be said to be invincible.

Of course, what Zhong Liqing is more interested in is the name that once appeared in A Niang's handwriting——Ming Yinzheng.

The most famous genius of Ming Yin's family, a natural Taoist master, heard the information revealed by Jiang San and Ming Yinhui at that time, Ming Yinzheng had something to do with A Niang—if it wasn't for A Niang's spiritual sense and She made it clear that she is not named Ming Yin, and has nothing to do with Ming Yin's family. In Zhong Liqing's self-completed love and hatred, she almost put Ming Yinzheng in the position of a heartless hero. Almost thought that guy was the biological father of his own body.

Looking at it now, I'm afraid there is another hidden story... It also taught her to be curious and less scruples.

After getting the news, the person from Ming Yin's family who came to greet him was nowhere to be seen. Jun Moci didn't say anything. As the team leader, Lin Yunxi chuckled, and looked at Ming Yinhui, who was the host, meaningfully: "Mingyin's family's way of hospitality is quite different."

——It's not just different, there is no one living outside this boundary stone, not to mention the family of the city lord Ming Yin, not even one of the servants welcoming the guests, it is really rude.

While everyone was discussing, Zhong Liqing stared at the boundary stone, looked again and again, then slightly closed his eyes, let out his spiritual sense to sense it, and then quietly picked up an unremarkable stone on the ground, and gently bounced it out.

The stone flew halfway, but seemed to encounter some obstacle suddenly, not only stopped, but also bounced back in the opposite direction.

She smiled clearly, affirming her guess, but Zhong Liqing stopped probing, but restrained her aura to the lowest level, pretending to be inconspicuous.

Except for Jun Moci, no one noticed her little tricks.

Everyone's attention fell on Ming Yinhui who was being questioned. The latter's face turned pale, and he remained silent, as if he didn't know how to answer, and gradually blushed again, looking anxious and bewildered.

He hesitated for a moment, but suddenly remembered something, took out a small non-gold and non-jade token from his bosom, threw it towards the boundary stone, and heard a crisp "ding--" sound, the dark red token The boundary stone suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, and a point on the word "Dingcheng" was slightly sunken for a moment, and from that point onwards, ripples visible to the naked eye appeared.

In an instant, it was as if some kind of mechanism had been activated, and the scene in front of everyone's eyes suddenly changed—a queue of nearly a hundred people suddenly appeared outside the city, which was empty before, and bowed in unison to perform the salute.

The three people at the head were only slightly bowed, but they were dressed gorgeously, had extraordinary manners, and their cultivation was even higher than Sanxian's. Presumably, they should be the principals sent by Mingyin's family to receive them.

This group of people was not teleported through the formation in real time, but had been waiting here for a long time - if Zhong Liqing was not mistaken, what was laid outside the boundary stone was just a phantom formation, covering up the existence of these people, if not for Ming Because Hui touched it with tokens, it may take some effort to discover it.

What puzzled Zhong Liqing was: Why did the people from Mingyin's family set up such a useless illusion outside?

If it is for defense, then it is possible to set up some defensive and offensive mazes and traps; if it is to give the mission a blow... Looking at the expressions of the Mingyin family, they are very Respectful and humble, without the slightest disdain for hostility.

So, what is the purpose of this show?

He was puzzled, but he heard the man who looked the calmest among the three people clasped his fists and gave a salute, and said with a warm smile: "The special envoy is here, I have missed a long way to welcome you, and I hope you will forgive me... It was just Sister Sister's whim." , I wanted to test the fifth younger brother in the school, but I didn't expect that this kid had completely forgotten the method of breaking the formation, and instead had to rely on the tokens to pass the test, and the special envoy laughed at him."

Ming Yinhui had no choice but to laugh cooperatingly, and took a step forward to introduce Lin Yunxi: "This is my second uncle's eldest son, fourth brother Ming Yinyang, second uncle's youngest daughter, eleventh younger sister Ming Yinxiao, fourth uncle The second son, the fifteenth younger brother Ming Yinshi - is also the best in my family's direct line."

Before he finished his introduction, Ming Yinyang waved his hand humbly again: "Fifth Brother, don't laugh at Brother, I can't compare to Eleventh Sister in terms of talent, and I'm already on the second level of Sanxian at a young age."

"Fourth brother, why should you be humble? Although you are a few years older, you are already at the fifth level of Sanxian. This level of advancement speed is beyond the reach of younger sisters!" Na Ming Yinxiao stomped his feet and smiled reproachfully. road.

"Brothers and sisters, stop arguing! You are so powerful, I am ashamed, little brother..." Ming Yin was not far behind, laughed a few times, and also participated in the flattery of these people.

For a while, only these few members of Mingyin's family were heard talking and laughing happily.

Zhong Liqing finally knew what the purpose of that inexplicable phantom array was - it was true to say that it was a show of power, but the target of the intimidation was not the envoys of the third hall, or the people of the third hall were just incidental. What the younger generation really wanted to deal with was Ming Yinhui, who seemed to be chatting with them harmoniously at the moment.

Tsk, the juniors of the Mingyin family are not very united.

From Zhong Liqing's point of view, he was not only childish, but also very stupid - he would fight in front of the guests, and he was not afraid of teaching people to laugh.

Or maybe the members of Mingyin's family are so confident that they don't care about Sandian anymore?

Zhong Liqing glanced at Lin Yunxi who had a strange expression, then at Jun Moci who was still indifferent, and the deep meaning in his eyes disappeared.

Several people bragged for a while, as if they had just remembered the purpose of their trip, they apologized to Lin Yunxi and the others, and then led the members of the mission to the resting place in the city - the place where they stepped into Ming Yin's house. When teleporting the formation, Zhong Liqing purposely kept an eye out, unobtrusively protruding his consciousness, and used that moment of teleportation to trace the depiction of the formation runes and the movement of spiritual power, although it could not be reproduced immediately, But I also memorized a general idea, and I can study it by myself when I have time to be alone.

Mingyin's house is a hundred times more luxurious than Tan's house—bricks made of gold and jade, tiles made of glazed tiles, a pearl inlaid in three steps as a lamp, and a coral plant inlaid in five steps as a screen.

A group of maids and servants are also dressed in gold and silver, and their clothes are gorgeous, comparable to the homes of mortal princes and emperors. The setting of the mansion alone is the acme of wealth in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "extremely extravagant".

However, from the perspective of a truth-seeking monk... it is too flashy and superficial.

Because Ming's family was very wealthy, the residences he prepared for his guests were magnificent. Along the way, Zhong Liqing only cared about identifying the exquisite formations that could be seen everywhere in the mansion, but turned a blind eye to the treasures that adorned it.

Only when she saw a three-person-high colorful glazed screen mountain under the circular corridor, she couldn't help but look at it a few more times—it seemed that she had seen a picture of this treasure in A Niang's handbook.

Seeing Zhong Liqing stop, Mingyin's eyes flickered, he deliberately took a few steps behind, and said in a warm voice beside her: "This is the precious fan of Jianqing. It is injected with spiritual power at the time of day and night. The phantom of the person I see in the fan is my father's most cherished treasure."

"I would like to advise you all, the trail behind the ring road in the corridor leads to the back mountain. It is my father's usual residence, and it is also a forbidden area of ​​my Mingyin family. Please don't trespass." Ming Yinxiao also followed the trend and left Coming over, there was a smile on her pretty face, but Zhong Liqing felt that the other person was looking at her with something deep in her eyes, as if she was somewhat disgusted.

This discovery made her startled for a moment, and she finally suppressed the urge to touch her cheek - once upon a time, her appearance was invincible, and it was the first time that she didn't please the girl.

Apart from laughing, Zhong Liqing raised her lips and smiled, deliberately blinked at Ming Yinxiao, and asked softly, "May I ask Miss Eleven, which senior is your father?"

But he asked the question knowingly and made fun of it on purpose.

Frowning, Ming Yinxiao refused to admit that he was dazzled by Zhong Liqing's smile, his face turned red, but he immediately regained his composure, but his tone was unavoidably tough: "My father is the one who is called" Zhen The inscription of "The Wall of the Way" is due to the sign."

"It turned out to be Senior Ming Yinzheng, no wonder." Zhong Liqing suddenly realized and nodded, glanced at Pingshan again, smiled, and then stopped talking, as if she was shocked by the title of "Jade of the Array", Don't dare to make mistakes.

Ming Yinxiao snorted slightly triumphantly, and returned to Lin Yunxi's side to lead the way again. The other members of Ming Yin's family also looked at each other and smiled, each thinking.

Only Jun Moci, who had been paying attention to her silently, noticed the cold light in Zhong Liqing's eyes when he pursed his lips.

——This girl, I'm afraid she has some bad idea again?

Forget it, there is still him around for her, and she can't turn the sky even if she is measured.

In recent years, Mingyin's family has disregarded the Three Palaces less and less, so it's time to beat them up.

Jun Moci didn't realize that her connivance with Zhong Liqing was eroding bit by bit her perseverance and bottom line as the master of the palace... Maybe she just didn't want to notice.

The author has something to say: Zhong Liqing: There are so many dramas in Mingyin's family.

Jun Moci: Not as many as you.

Zhong Liqing: ...Let's break up.

Lin Yunxi: Minutes!hurry up!

Jun Moci: Don't rely on mountains, don't need thighs, huh?

Zhong Liqing: Daughter-in-law, I am joking.

Junmo Ci: Virtue.

Lin Yunxi: Did a single dog who didn't want to be named say something to the two of you?

Zhong Liqing & Jun Moci: Keke.

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Didn't update yesterday, make up a fat chapter

Six thousand words equals two more!