The Sword Returns to Tang Dynasty

It was a long time after Li Jiancheng left that another line of travel-worn figures appeared in this collapsed mountain.

The man in a simple cloth looked at the mess in front of him and tightened his sword tightly.

He left the men and women behind him and walked up quickly, his eyes searching among the broken stones and fallen trees.

When he saw the blood stains under the stone, there was finally a wave of fluctuation on the calm face of the usually lazy man.

Rao no matter how smooth he was on weekdays, he couldn't help but worry about that person.

When the man was searching in the ruins, the companions who came with him looked at each other and came forward to search together. Among them, a beautiful woman opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't make a sound, and subconsciously held her back. The sleeve of the man next to him.

"Brother Cat, that guy can't really—"

"Qiqi, what are you talking about?"

Panda hurriedly made a gesture of silence, ancestor, didn't you see that Shen Lang's face was turning dark into the bottom of the pot?

"The scourge has been around for thousands of years, and no one will die before that little magic star."

That's what he said, but the mess in front of him and the dried blood on the ground made it impossible for him to deceive himself, nothing happened here.

Could that little devil really fall here this time?

The tinny bell rang, and a tall woman with two swords stepped out from behind them.

The woman was wearing a pink dress with gold and jade decorations. Pingting walked over with a lot of noises. Even the two swords on her back were gorgeous and not like murderous weapons. The blue flower branches hanging down from the hilt made them look more like It is a decoration for dancers in the singing hall.

If she hadn't had a pair of too sharp sword eyebrows, and the blades of the two swords behind her were as clear as autumn water, this woman should not be a knight walking in the rivers and lakes, but a pink lady dancing in a singing house with low willows.

"Witch girl!"

"Sister Wu!"

As if she didn't hear the two exchanges behind her, this peerless woman walked forward unhurriedly, her eyes glanced at the place everyone was looking for, and she stepped on an open ground lightly like a falling flower.

"The evil spirit has been dispelled."

The woman sniffed the air lightly, her lips parted slightly as if holding Zhu Dan.

"Demon?"

Panda'er was dumbfounded: "Then the little magic star really messed with something that shouldn't be messed with, right?"

"Who knows." Zhu Qiqi gritted his teeth, remembering the past when he was teased by that bastard, and glared at Shen Lang bitterly, but he didn't stop looking for someone.

"Sister Wu, did you find anything?"

The beauty in the pink skirt nodded slightly, and the jade on her black hair was shining brightly in the sun.

"There is no breath of living people here." The woman said: "Shen Lang, don't look for it anymore."

Hearing this, the man didn't say anything, he just slapped the ground hard, and the originally shattered soil and rocks were turned into powder under this resentful palm.

Shen Lang knelt powerlessly in the ruins, with his head lowered, making it difficult for people to see his expression at the moment.

But the decadent aura on his body was so nerve-wracking that even a panda could sense something was wrong.

"Shen Lang?"

We have known each other for many years, even when we were trapped in Happy City back then, we never saw Shen Lang look like this.

He thought that no matter what he encountered, Shen Lang would always be confident and calm.

Thinking about it carefully, Shen Lang treated that little magic star really differently.

Before he could figure out why, he saw the woman with two swords walking forward slowly, knelt down and picked up something.

"Witch girl?"

The woman didn't say a word, she just rubbed the small object in her hand, and after a while, a smile that fascinated all sentient beings appeared on her icy face.

That smile seems to be rejoicing, like nostalgia, softer than the white clouds in the sky, and gentler than the spring water.

From the panda's point of view, only the small object in the woman's hand can be seen, which seems to be a leaf-shaped ornament, and under the sunlight, it reflects a bright golden light.

Some dazzling.

"Shen Daxia don't have to blame yourself." The woman carefully put away the small objects she picked up, looked around and said, "Maybe the prince is lucky, maybe he was rescued?"

The man suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly.

Panda turned his head away, unable to bear to look.

The light in Shen Lang's eyes was like a dying person finally grasping the last ray of hope.

"What's the meaning of Miss Wu's words?"

"The flowers and plants raised by the prince are very loyal to him."

The woman in the pink skirt said unceremoniously: "Do you remember the peach blossom in Yunmeng Villa? I am afraid that at this moment, she has been rescued by the flower demon who protects the lord."

"Can you find him?"

The woman turned around and said, "I will try my best."

"Thank you, Miss Wu."

The lost strength returned to his limbs and bones at this time, Shen Lang stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no relaxation in the depths of his eyes.

"Please trouble Miss Wu to run for a few more days, the price is negotiable."

"It's not necessary," the woman in the pink skirt showed a smile on her face, adding a third of her beauty to her already stunning face, "I've already received the best reward, even if it's free, it doesn't matter."

The trinkets in the purse silently flashed a gleam of luster.

Not far away, seeing this scene, Zhu Qiqi clenched his cuffs subconsciously.

Brother Shen, you really...

She couldn't hide her disappointment on her delicate face, but deep down in her heart she breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe there is Wang Lianhua whose life and death are unknown because of Shen Lang, but...

Why did Shen Lang care so much about her disappearance?

He even did not hesitate to owe several favors, and paid a lot of money several times to invite the witch girl from Qixiufang to help.

Perhaps, she can finally give up.

Hmph, this lady is rich and beautiful, so why must she hang herself on Shen Lang?

Zhu Qiqi, who had been persistent for many years, actually figured it out at this moment.

Of course, there are also reasons why Shen Lang didn't have the slightest ambiguous attitude towards her in the previous years.

Giving up is always a superposition of disappointment.

"The spirit that made trouble in the mountain is dead, let's go to the nearest medical center first."

The woman in the pink skirt turned around and walked down first, "The peach blossom demon raised by Wang Lianhua is not that capable of traveling thousands of miles to bring him back to Luoyang. He must have asked someone for help. Maybe there is news from the nearest town."

Peach Blossom Demon's superficial demonic aura still lingers in the air, following this aura that has not dissipated, one should be able to find the whereabouts of the person.

No matter how bad it is, if you find that little flower demon, you can get some news, which is better than wandering around here without thinking.

Because of an old friend who has been separated for many years, it is not difficult for her to identify the evil spirit.

Used to it.

And she also needs to find a place to tune herself in Sichuan.Teach the companion of the unworthy junior to write a letter to inform him of a news.

A piece of news about a person who has passed away over the years.

"You said, you brought those two...one person and one ghost to save me?"

The young man who spoke was leaning on the bed in plain clothes, and the little monster in front of him was holding a medicine bowl and nodded frantically upon hearing the words.

"Did they say what conditions?"

This young man was seriously injured, and he was one step away from being reincarnated directly in the underworld. His complexion is much better now, but his cheeks are still a little pale, and he looks extremely weak.

He was already good-looking, and his slightly frowning appearance gave him a bit of Xizi demeanor.

It's a pity that there is only one Peach Blossom Demon who doesn't understand the style, and it's a little monster who just transformed into a shape and can't even speak well.

"Taoyao," the young master asked, "what happened to the people who were locked up in the cave?"

The little flower demon shook her head slowly, drooping her head almost into the medicine bowl.

"All dead?"

The young master raised a pair of peach blossom eyes that were shining with water, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Heh, it really deserves it, a treasure map that doesn't know its authenticity has cheated them a lot, and he, Wang Lianhua, has made a lot of money.

The next time I see Daxia Shen, I must ask him to thank myself well. If he, a clever brain, hadn't thought of a way, those incompetent guys would still be entangled for a long time.

Although Shen Lang himself is not afraid of them, but there are too many flies, it is also very annoying.

But now, he has found something new and interesting, so he will hide from Hero Shen for a few days first.

"Taoyao, help your young master with something."

The prince squinted his eyes and smiled like a sly fox.

"Ah - can this person take medicine well?!"

The tenth time I saw the little monster stumbling out holding the medicine bowl and squatting in the corner, with a dejected little peach blossom blooming on his head, Li Jiancheng wailed, "This man is simply more willful than me."

"Glad that you have learned so much about yourself."

Prince Changqin floated in the air, smiling with his head propped up.

"Ha ha."

Li Jiancheng sneered twice as he watched Changqin watching the opera, then sat on the threshold and thought about why he fell to this point.

Oh, yes, because I thought the kid I picked up was a bit interesting, and there was another little flower demon looking at him with big flickering eyes admiringly - very much like the little chick from Di Jun's family who was chattering around him back then ——Li Jiancheng is quite concerned about this injury.

Of course, that face that looked like a flower of spring dawn also added a lot of points to this kid.

But this kid's temper is definitely the worst and weirdest he has ever seen.

It is rare that Li Jiancheng felt a little sorry for his little friends who were so angry that he jumped in Jiantang.

"Which of those who are deeply entangled with the child of luck is a fuel-efficient lamp?"

Changqin wrote lightly: "Anyway, that little monster is quite happy to take care of its master. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Why do you have to intervene yourself?"

"Isn't that because that guy knows Huamanlou?"

Li Jiancheng looked a bit gloomy, "Otherwise I wouldn't be willing to toss with him, saving his life is enough, okay?"

Changqin: "..."

Prince Changqin's brows and eyes softened a little, and she suddenly remembered something, floated in front of him and said, "Speaking of which, why don't you go back to his time before he was injured?"

If this is the case, there will be no such stubble at all?

"..."

Li Jiancheng glanced at Changqin with a complicated expression, and looked at Changqin inexplicably, not understanding what he said was wrong.

"Why did my mind run away from home as soon as you came back?"

Li Jiancheng muttered, got up and walked into the house.

Changqin, who stayed where she was, looked at the hem of the clothes flying away when the other party strode away, speechless.

How can you blame him if you don't use your brain when you go out by yourself?

I told you a long time ago not to learn everything from Lingzhu, you are so stupid.

Forget it.

Changqin shook her head thoughtfully, what can she do with her pet?

Be stupid, be stupid, isn't there a saying in the world, is there a blessing for stupid people?

The author has something to say:

It’s not the leader but the prince, and there’s nothing good about this line, only the new good sister next door hee hee

And classmate Wang Xiaohua, the magic star, if you are so skinny, you will be busied by Daxia Shen 2333

感谢在2019-12-2800：53：41～2019-12-2823：42：05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Wu Yi 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Chuqing (￣︶￣) 6 bottles; lqq5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!