I got up again

Those who Jiang Feng laughed were almost stupid.

Especially their expressions.

Shocked, confused, angry, happy, and so on.

Li Qingming recovered quickly. She glanced at Jiang Feng indistinctly, and said coldly, "Stop laughing, or I won't silence you."

Jiang Feng couldn't help but took two steps towards her, and asked with a suppressed smile, "How do you feel?"

Li Qingming looked at her coldly, "What do you want me to think?"

Jiang Feng: "Say anything, I want to hear it."

Her face was full of excitement, and she had malicious intentions at first glance.

"Excessive." Li Qingming had already recovered her indifferent expression. Under Jiang Feng's eyes, she closed her eyes lightly, her voice was cold and deep.

Jiang Feng found that she could not be cueed for the time being, so he turned to another general.

Yu Shu also came back to his senses, and looked at her with a glance, "What do you want?"

Jiang Feng poked her waist, and secretly taught in a very low voice, "I and the general untie our battle robes..."

Yu Shu subconsciously took a deep breath, then looked at Jiang Feng's suppressed smile, and forcibly held back.

She said, "The hibiscus tent warms up the spring night?"

Jiang Feng: "And then? Then? Is the thorn stimulating?"

Yu Shu: "...not exciting."

"You're lying! Look at your faces just now, your faces are almost distorted!" Jiang Feng laughed out loud as he spoke.

Yu Shu felt that Jiang Feng was really bad, so he liked to gloat.

Glancing at her resentfully, Yu Shu said, "I'm just a little surprised, and I don't know who she learned from."

Jiang Feng: "Why does she have to learn from others? Can't she do it herself?"

Yu Shu thought about it seriously, and then said, "I don't think she's that smart."

Looking at her calm expression, Jiang Feng was very disappointed, "Ah? That's it?"

"Yu Xiaoshu, you have changed, you have become boring!"

Yu Shu smirked, "...I'm so sorry."

Jiang Feng pouted, "Speaking of which, you are no worse than Xu Yan."

"If you hadn't left at the beginning, maybe you could have achieved this achievement."

Yu Shu looked down at her, "If you talk about it again, I'm going to be angry."

Jiang Feng shut up immediately.

She glanced at Yu Shu quickly, and found that she was really looking at her.

Those dark eyes were faint, and it seemed that they were indeed angry.

Jiang Feng tugged at her sleeve, "Okay, okay, let's not talk, why are you so angry?"

Yu Shu looked at her and said nothing.

Zhao Xiang: "Shall I undress the general?"

She subconsciously glanced at Yu Shu and Li Qingming, not knowing what she was thinking.

"The hibiscus tent warms the spring night..." she asked, "Does Your Majesty know the meaning of these two sentences?"

Ji Xiang took it for granted, "Isn't it just sex with the general?"

"Is there anything you don't know?"

Her words blocked Zhao Xiang in place.

After all, a literati is a literati, and they can't say such straightforward words.

Jiang Feng subconsciously looked at Yu Shu and Li Qingming, and he saw their expressions froze again.

"Kukuku..."

Ji Xiang talked eloquently, "My dragon bed is quite big. When I first heard about it, I haven't met Ah Yan yet."

"I was still wondering if I should have a try with a general," she clapped her hands, "Later I found out, ah, I don't have young and beautiful generals, oh, that's okay."

As she spoke, she thought of the Demon Lord.

She has two young, beautiful and outstanding generals who were poached by her.

Angry.

Even after such a long time, I still feel good when I think about it.

The corners of Zhao Xiang's mouth rose wildly, "Your Majesty is quite humorous."

Gu Ziming's face was as dark as a pot lid, "Wen Jing, you are enough."

Zhao Xiang: "I do remember that the Demon Lord has several beautiful generals, why don't you work hard, Your Majesty?"

Yu Shu raised his head suddenly.

Li Qingming's eyes turned cold.

Although they were shocked just now, it doesn't mean that they are willing to be imagined.

Now Zhao Xiang deliberately pointed the finger at them...

Not to mention Li Qingming, even Yu Shu felt a dark anger in his heart.

Although the emperor just read the poem, they were not very angry.

Even for Yu Shu, Jiang Feng's unintentional words just now made her angry.

but now……

Yu Shu's face was extremely ugly.

Li Qingming's eyes were extremely gloomy, and he probably tore the two into pieces in his heart.

Jiang Feng's face was not good either.

Fuck you mother, I can tease my general and eat melons, how dare you think about it?

Believe it or not?

Ji Xiang didn't doubt that he was there, and actually thought about it seriously for a while.

She said, "No, they are loyal to Jiang Feng, I don't worry about it."

Jiang Feng almost swears.

Do you really dare to think?

Zhao Xiang glanced casually, and indeed saw the gloomy expressions of several people, probably the impression of the emperor had already fallen to the bottom.

Well, there is also Lu Xiang.

Gu Ziming reminded, "Your Majesty, the saint is still here."

Ji Xiang came to his senses instantly, "Yanyan, I didn't think about them..."

Xu Yan drank tea indifferently, "What does your Majesty think, and what does it have to do with me?"

Ji Xiang: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"I only said the second half of what I said, and it was for you..."

"Wuwuwuyanyan, don't be angry if I'm wrong~"

Zhao Xiang: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have mentioned it."

Xu Yan's face brightened a little, but he ignored Ji Xiang and asked, "Do you think someone deliberately passed this poem to her ears?"

Zhao Xiang thought for a while, and was a little uncertain, "There is no noble concubine with the surname Yang in this dynasty, but there were in the previous dynasty."

"Could it be to use the past to satirize the present?"

Although Xu Yan is not a general, he is still worried about whether he is being targeted.

Zhao Xiang thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "I'm afraid not."

"This poem looks like a poem from Gaozu's time."

Speaking of Gaozu, Xu Yan showed a dazed expression, "So it's the Daihou."

"No wonder it's written so frivolously."

Jiang Feng frowned, not very happy.

What happened to Daihou?

Should Daihou be frivolous?

Wasn't she the one who conquered the empire in the north and south?

Without her, Gaozu would not know which mud crevice he would be nesting in!

After going to Nanzhou for half a year, wasn't she the one who overcame the king of Nan'an under the pressure of Yasheng?

Apart from liking Gaozu, what's wrong with her?

"Daihou? What Daihou? Yu Shu?"

Jiang Feng came to his senses, looked at Yu Shu's face, and found that her face was so gloomy that it was about to rain.

If it wasn't for being servants, the people over there really wouldn't look here at all, otherwise they would have been exposed long ago.

Jiang Feng tugged at Yu Shu's sleeve, "Restrain your anger."

Yu Shu said in a suppressed voice, "Yes, she is just stupid, anyone can scold her."

She waved Jiang Feng's hand abruptly, "Stay away from me."

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, before he remembered that Yu Shu was also a acting lord now.

And her last name is Yu.

Not angry at all, Jiang Feng whispered, "Let's take down the capital early, and I'll give you a nice title."

Yu Shu's face was still ugly and he didn't speak.

Jiang Feng: "What do you think of Zhen Guohou?"

Yu Shu was stunned for a moment, the swelling anger in his heart seemed to be splashed by water, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She subconsciously blinked her big eyes, and whispered, "Zhen Guo?"

Jiang Feng nodded affirmatively, "Zhen Guo."

Yu Shu: "Is this too arrogant?"

Jiang Feng: "Then it depends on whether you can show your merits and restrain them."

Yu Shu blinked, and the pressure began to mount, "I may not be able to restrain Li Qingming..."

Speaking of Li Qingming, Jiang Feng turned his head and found that the woman was really looking at him.

She obviously heard every word of what was said just now.

She looked at Jiang Feng expressionlessly, "Zhen Guo?"

Jiang Feng: "...you have it, you have it too."

"At that time, we will discuss it slowly, and we must satisfy you before sealing it, how about it?"

Li Qingming watched her expression carefully, and after watching her for a while, he hummed softly, "You will coax me."

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and almost went to Shura Field again.

It's really hard to coax these two people.

Hearing that they were still discussing the matter of Daihou, Yu Shu's expression turned ugly again.

In particular, Gu Ziming was talking about Daihou's life in a condemning tone, saying that she had not done her duty as a minister, that this was not conducive to inheritance, and that the lack of descendants of the great ancestor was all the fault of Daihou...

Even though Xu Yan was right next to her, she still didn't change at all, and her words were clearly condemned, which made Ji Xiang and the two of them very embarrassed.

then……

"Wow, this is Zhen Guo Temple?"

Ji Xiang and the others walked in front, and Jiang Feng and the others followed behind.

Because Ji Xiang was too embarrassed by Gu Ziming's words, someone from the Zhenguo Temple happened to report it, so Ji Xiang took advantage of the opportunity and proposed to pay homage, and finally got rid of Gu Ziming's preaching.

They did pay little attention to the activities of the servants, or the emperor himself was too casual, or because of his trust in Lu Xiang, so Jiang Feng and the others were ignored from the beginning to the end.

It's just that, behind the emperor, a team of inner guards followed.

Those people were all expressionless, exuding a cold aura, and they didn't have any respectful attitude towards Ji Xiang, they looked very strange.

Jiang Feng was thoughtful, "Yu Shu, are they the one who replaced you?"

Yu Shu nodded, "That's right."

Jiang Feng: "It doesn't feel right."

Yu Shu took a look, "What's wrong?"

"Why do they have such cold expressions?"

Yu Shu looked puzzled, "Are the guards still smiling?"

Jiang Feng: "...is...is that so?"

Yu Shu: "Don't you see that Li Qingming is also icy every day? Isn't she also your bodyguard?"

Jiang Feng: "..."

Yu Shu: "We were similar to them back then."

Jiang Feng thought about it, but he couldn't imagine Yu Shu's cold look, "You were also cold every day, like Qingming?"

Yu Shu nodded, "Otherwise?"

Jiang Feng: "I thought you were smiling all the time."

Yu Shu: "...you really misunderstood me."

Jiang Feng: "Didn't you create it on purpose?"

Yu Shu thought about it, it really is.

"Okay, then I don't care about it."

Jiang Feng didn't bother to talk to her.

She looked around and found that there were many millet plants planted in Zhen Guo Temple.

This is a kind of tree, as tall as a pine, but dense and evergreen, especially suitable for shade from the sun.

The disadvantage is that it will be a bit gloomy under the tree.

But this kind of tree is very popular, because its characteristics have been beautified by literati for many years, and it also took a special name called "Mili".

It seemed to come from a poem written by a sage himself. Jiang Feng only remembered, "A gentleman is a gentleman, and he has a good manner."Its appearance is like a knot, and its heart is like a knot. 'What.

This "one" has too many meanings, and it is very popular among literati anyway.

Even the Nanzhou Academy has planted this tree. In summer, the scholars shake their heads under the tree, so happy.

It is worth mentioning that this is also planted in the yards of the Ye family and Zhao Wenjing.

This tree is really famous.

Although Jiang Feng read the history books, he felt that the saints who eat melons were actually writing poems to ridicule Tai.Zu...

Well, the records of the sage are really like the people who eat melons, anyway, there are records that she participated too.In all the grand meetings of her ancestors, she has always tried to find the fish from the beginning to the end, but she still insists on going.

St. Where is the excitement going? People.

Yu Shu was puzzled, "Mili is not a suitable tree to be planted in this kind of place, why are there so many Mili here?"

Jiang Feng shrugged, "Who knows, maybe Gaozu has something wrong with his mind?"

The next moment, she felt a chill, spreading from her bone marrow to her whole body, the hairs all over her body suddenly stood up, and all the cells in her body were clamoring to run fast.

The chaos in his head was filled with countless voices, noisy and restless, and he babbled, making Jiang Feng cover his head in pain.

She seemed to see someone standing with a sword on top of the vermilion wall and green tiles.

Li Qingming supported her from behind, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Shu also turned her head and saw Jiang Feng's suddenly pale expression. She was startled, cut her palms and pressed Jiang Feng's eyes without saying a word.

The chill actually subsided slowly.

The complexity in Jiang Feng's mind gradually dissipated, and she subconsciously looked into the depths of the building.

There seemed to be a look of fear in the pupils.

"Here it is, great horror."

At that moment just now, the figure that seemed to be in her mind was filled with blood, like a ghost.

That suffocating pressure, even Jiang Feng, who was the pinnacle, was so suppressed that he couldn't muster the courage to resist at all.

As we all know, the peak of the ninth rank is the peak of the mainland.

For thousands of years, no one has been able to glimpse the supreme mystery.

It's like a shackle that locks all beings in place.

Whether it is warriors, dragon warriors, warlocks, or literati, no one can break through that hurdle.

Even a dragon warrior can only borrow the power of the dragon to survive in this world.

Warlocks and warriors are better than ordinary people, and they live a little longer, but there are very few who live more than a hundred years.

Literati are synonymous with renewal, even if they are as powerful as a saint, they will only die at seventy.

But that figure...

Jiang Feng had only one feeling.

She broke through the ninth step.

She is definitely more than ninth level.

If there was such a thing guarding the palace, it would be no wonder that Ji Yumian was able to beat him down! ! !

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Feng's eyes were blood red again.

She grabbed Yu Shu's hand and found a slender slit in her palm, which was gurgling blood.

Jiang Feng: "...I either lost control, or I seemed to be targeted by something just now."

She tried to describe her feelings as best she could, but her own feelings were fragmented and the description seemed weak.

When he looked up, he saw that the two of them were bewildered.

A certain audience member surnamed Xu has a cute face, and you don't understand what you are talking about, but you look amazing.

Yu Shu casually found a handkerchief and wiped the blood, "I don't quite understand, but you mean that there is a terrifying existence in the palace, is that what you mean?"

Jiang Feng nodded affirmatively, "It's very scary, I'm afraid it's not the ninth level."

Yu Shu was taken aback, "Not only... the ninth level?"

Li Qingming's face changed, "Let's leave now."

Jiang Feng didn't notice for a while, and was dragged by her for several steps before he realized, "Don't worry."

"I still have questions," she said.

"One, did Ash cover my eyes to let me go, or was it just warning me?"

"Second, what exactly is it, and is it related to the Zhen Guo Temple?"

"Three, what is its goal? To protect the empire? To protect the royal family? To protect the imperial city? To protect the dragon veins? Or to protect Jingluo? This distinction is very important."

"Four, does the emperor know about it?"

"Five, does it have anything to do with the late emperor? Could it be made by the late emperor? Can he control this existence?"

After a pause, Jiang Feng didn't say the last point.

She found that her lost memory did not seem to be completely lost.

In her impression, she probably didn't remember such an existence at all, and she didn't even follow Ji Yumian when he raised troops to attack the city.

She only found out later through various listening corners.

So, where did the image in her mind come from?

Her resurrection seemed to be even more extraordinary than she had imagined.

That's right, such a thing as death and resurrection is unusual in itself.

In the mainland for so many years, I haven't heard of anyone who can be resurrected from the dead.

Jiang Feng took Li Qingming's hand, and said in her extremely gloomy eyes, "The answer is just ahead, we'll find out after we go and see."

"I suspect that it got angry suddenly, maybe it has something to do with what preconditions I touched."

Yu Shu seemed to think of something, "For example?"

"For example, Gaozu?"

Jiang Feng's subconscious hairs stood up again, "Gaozu is a great talent, Gaozu is as beautiful as a flower, Gaozu's merits are in the present age, and the benefits will be in the future."

After speaking, the sense of crisis in her heart slowly receded.

Jiang Feng looked at Yu Shu, and said in unison, "Zhen Guojian!"

Yu Shu: "Did someone speak ill of Gaozu and was killed?"

"It is rumored that the Zhen Guo Sword is the sword of Gaozu!"

"It's so fierce!" Jiang Feng said this sentence.

"Then, what is the relationship between this sword and that existence?"

Li Qingming: "I think our best choice is to leave the capital now."

"Jiang Feng, you belong to Nanzhou, can you stop being self-willed!"

Her tone suddenly softened again, her cold and clean eyes were full of exhaustion, "I beg you, please, let's go back."

"Don't take any more risks."

Jiang Feng smiled brightly at her, and then chose to refuse.

"I know you're worried about me, but some things can't be solved by procrastination."

"Won't we still have to come to the city in the future?"

"Isn't it dangerous to be slaughtered by then?"

She patted Li Qingming's head, "Okay, I know you're worried about me."

"But now, I need you to change your mind."

Li Qingming looked at her blankly.

"Be my sword, where do I point, where do you strike, how?"

Li Qingming was silent for a long time before slowly withdrawing his gaze, "Okay."

Maybe, she is really not suitable to be Jiang Feng's shield.

She is not even as strong as Jiang Feng, so how can she protect her.

Personal guard, she is not qualified.

Jiang Feng settled Li Qingming in a few words, looked at Yu Shu and said, "Do you dare to go in and have a look?"

Yu Shu sighed, and wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, "Wipe it, you will scare people."

Jiang Feng came back to his senses, touched his eyes, "Why are you reacting so quickly?"

She muttered while washing her face, "Good guy, if I hadn't lost my mind at the time, I might have been scared by you first."

Yu Shu was helpless, "Because I always remember it."

Jiang Feng: "Is it healed?"

Yu Shu lowered his head for a glance, and bent his eyes, "Hurry up, this kind of flesh injury."

Jiang Feng took a look at her hand and said, "Go, if you don't go in, they will disappear."

Looking from the outside, the Zhenguo Temple looks majestic and majestic.

But when you walk in it, it looks too quiet, even if you walk in the sun, you feel hairy all over your body.

Li Qingming had already walked half a step in front of Jiang Feng with a solemn expression.

Yu Shu also half-hid Jiang Feng and the two behind him, "The closer I get, the more uneasy I feel."

"I believe you now."

Jiang Feng was surprised instead, "Do you feel it? Why don't I?"

Yu Shu and the two turned their heads, "?"

Jiang Feng: "I don't feel anything, maybe as long as I don't mention it..." She paused on purpose before saying, "It should be fine."

"If it's really Zhen Guojian, as you've heard from them, it won't become popular until several years or even decades. Obviously, as long as you don't scold it... you'll be fine."

Li Qingming couldn't help turning his head back, "Can a sword be so powerful?"

Jiang Feng: "How many years has the whole country enshrined it?"

"If there is such a thing as the Dragon Vein of the National Luck, isn't it normal to be powerful?"

She will try it later.

Li Qingming rubbed the ring on his fingertips, looking forward to it.

Jiang Feng and the others really had a smooth journey, so they hung the emperor and the others and entered the Zhenguo Temple.

With such a large building, Jiang Feng hardly saw two people.

Apart from the emperor and his party and her inner man, there were only Jiang Feng and the others.

Then of course, Jiang Feng and the others followed in.

Yu Shu squinted his eyes, "There's something wrong, shouldn't Uchiro be so lax?"

Jiang Feng glanced at the man in black armor who was still as cold as a dead man, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Yu Shu: "It's not right."

"Even the guards of the Eastern Palace are not so lax, how can the emperor's safety be so lax?"

"Besides, Ji Xiang doesn't have any self-cultivation." Yu Shu thought for a while, with a little horror in his eyes, "Unless..."

Li Qingming said lightly, "They are the Shun Shui Army."

Jiang Feng: "..."

Xu Xia: "..."

Jiang Feng reached out and poked Yu Shu's waist, "Do you regret it later? After you were transferred, the Emperor's safety was taken over by the Shun Shui Army."

Yu Shu: "...what is there to regret?"

"How could I care so much about her safety?" Yu Shu looked back at her helplessly, "Jiang Feng, you really..."

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes, "Huh?"

Yu Shu changed his tone, "I value this minister too much, and I am so grateful."

Li Qingming squinted at them coldly.

Only then did Jiang Feng retract his gaze in satisfaction, "Look, I poached one of her... oh no two, she jumped angrily at the two corners."

"In the same way, I also have to make sure that my long legs don't stick to the corner of the wall, right?"

Li Qingming: "...you are the corner."

Yu Shu: "...you are the corner."

Xu Xia laughed out loud, she raised her hand and said, "And me!"

"I was also the head of the pavilion before, and belonged to the empire!"

Jiang Feng glanced at her sideways and said nothing.

Xu Zigui felt that he was being provoked, "Jiang Feng, what do you mean!!!"

Jiang Feng: "Yeah, three, three, don't make noise, look, they opened the box."

The wooden box was slowly opened, and Jiang Feng thought it would be a thrilling scene, or some kind of frenzied flash of pure blood and golden light.

Who knows, nothing happened.

Zhen Guojian just lay quietly in the wooden box.

Jiang Feng and the others quietly moved closer immediately, staring at Zhen Guojian.

It was a very beautiful sword.

Even extremely beautiful is not enough to describe it.

It was a light blue translucent long sword, the sword body had elegant patterns like floating clouds, the whole sword seemed to be floating in the wind, free and light.

The sword body is as thin as a piece of clothing, slender and sharp, obviously lying quietly in the box, but it looks like a white cloud and a light crane, trying to ride away in the wind.

When Yu Shu came back to his senses, he saw Jiang Feng and Li Qingming's eyes were surprisingly bright.

She patted Jiang Feng before she looked at the sword herself, pretending to be very interested.

Jiang Feng was slapped by her before he realized it.

She is now a eunuch.

Eunuchs cannot be interested in swords.

Someone from Zhen Guo Temple came to pay their respects, "Your Majesty, do you want to pay homage?"

Ji Xiang took the sword out of the box and found that the Zhen Guo sword was much lighter than she imagined.

She can swing easily.

"This sword is so beautiful," her eyes sparkled, "Can I wear it as a saber?"

The face of the temple man changed greatly, "Your Majesty can't."

"Why not?"

Temple man: "This sword is fierce. Once you leave the altar for a long time, you will be bloodthirsty."

"It needs to be suppressed by the National Games."

She earnestly said, "There are many people who wanted to carry it as a saber in the Ninth Five-Year Period, but they all sent it back in the end."

"There are many casualties around me."

Gu Ziming's face changed slightly, "The Sword of Zhen Guo is used for the town of the country. It should be used as the town of the country. If you leave the temple, it will be inauspicious. Please think twice, Your Majesty."

Xu Yan: "You don't know how to use a sword, so don't use it."

Ji Xiang is reluctant to give up, this sword is so beautiful, and it feels so good in the hand...

When she swung, there was almost no hindrance, and she could cut iron like mud at a glance.

And it's still the sword of Zhen Guo.

She thinks she is very suitable to wear it.

She couldn't help looking at Zhao Xiang, she was the only one present who didn't speak, maybe she would support her.

Seeing her eyes, Zhao Xiang also received warning eyes from Gu Ziming and Xu Yan.

She had to bow slightly, "Your Majesty, good soldiers are in bad luck."

Just as Ji Xiang wanted to refute, he heard Zhao Xiang continue, "Zhen Guojian won't hurt Nine Five, but you listen to the temple people."

"There are many casualties around you," Zhao Xiang asked, "Who are the people around you?"

The temple staff quickly replied, "They are all close to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and there are many ministers and generals."

As for eunuchs and guards, I don't even bother to record them.

Zhao Xiang cupped her hands, "I can be regarded as His Majesty's neighbor, but Ziming and I are powerless. If Your Majesty insists on carrying a sword, please forgive me for being afraid of death..."

Ji Xiang stopped thinking for a moment, and said weakly, "Forget it, forget it, it's just a sword, it's not as important as Lingjun and you."

Temple man: "Does Your Majesty want to pray?"

Zhao Xiang: "Nowadays there are continuous wars, since His Majesty is here, why don't you take advantage of the situation and pray, maybe you can win the favor of the Sword of Zhen Guo, and God bless the empire."

Ji Xiang was moved by her again, "You are right."

"Come on, let's go pay a memorial service."

Zhao Xiang: "I am not good at etiquette, so I am here to wait for your majesty."

"Then Ah Yan will accompany me," Ji Xiang said, "Ziming, you come and teach me."

They followed the temple people into the apse.

The man in black armor never left the emperor, and followed him to the apse.

The corner of Zhao Xiang's mouth hooked slightly, and he knew Jiang Feng's attitude without looking.

She can even consider a seventh-tier sword as a treasure, let alone Zhen Guojian.

As a martial artist, Jiang Feng was considered pure-hearted and ascetic.

Except for the sword.

Especially good looking swords.

Jiang Feng was really absent-minded, and poked Yu Shu, "Yu Shu, Yu Shu, I think..."

"No, you don't want to." Yu Shu's expression was serious.

Jiang Feng changed direction and looked at Li Qingming, "Qingming Qingming, do you think that sword looks like my beloved sword that I have lost for many years?"

Li Qingming froze for a moment, she felt that this sentence sounded familiar.

【Speak】

Ji Yumian 175, Zhao Xiang 170