[Comprehensive] Dimensional Tea Party

The radiant long sword pierced through the heart, Kang Xuezhu's eyes widened, and she stared at the charming beauty in the red dress in front of her with breathless breath.

"how is this possible……"

He escaped Yang Yifei's pursuit for thousands of miles, but when he was approaching the Valley of the Evil, he was pierced through the heart by the Qixiu disciple in front of him.

How is this possible, Gao Jiangting clearly said that her junior sister Ye Hao is weak, and she specializes in the Yunshang Heart Sutra, who is clearly an assistant. How could there be such a powerful strength that overwhelmed all those who avenged Gao Jiangting to track him down?

"Why not?"

The beauty in red curled her lips into a smile, her face was like peaches and plums, and her beauty was compelling.

"When you attacked my Senior Sister Gao, did you ever think about today?"

Ye Hao looked at the staggering figure of the famous "plain hands and clear face", his eyes were as indifferent as an ant.

She slowly drew out her long sword, and whispered softly in Kang Xue's ear, who was still breathing, "I heard that you dissected all the beautiful women in the world, just to reproduce your wife's unparalleled face?"

Kang Xuezhu raised his head with difficulty, trying to look straight at the Qixiu disciple who had only met him once, for some reason, looking at those eyes as black as ink, he felt a long-lost panic surge in his heart.

When the darkness struck, he heard a strange voice coming from afar, as if the gods had issued the final judgment in his ears——

"I wish you Kang Xuezhu, eternal life and eternal loss of love, never meet again in life, never meet again in death."

The long sword was dripping with blood, and along with Ye Hao's low groan, a vermilion curse mark flew into the eyebrows of Kang Xuezhu's body, which was still not completely cooled, and was branded deep in his soul.

This curse will accompany him in reincarnation forever, no matter how many girls' blood he dips in for his own purpose, the curse will happen as many times as possible.

What a fitting punishment.

When Yang Yifei caught up, what he saw was the beauty in red wiping the bloodstains on the sword with a handkerchief, and the corpse of Kang Xuezhu, the villain, was standing at her feet.

"You are...Miss Ye?"

"Yo, Young Master Yang."

Ye Hao withdrew his swords and waved at Yang Yifei who came late: "I'm sorry, this head is mine."

"I don't mean that." Yang Yifei said sincerely, "Is Miss Ye injured?"

He had heard Gao Jiangting mention before that her junior sister Ye Hao had been ill for a long time, and her body was weaker than her, so sister Xiufang took good care of her.

However, the whole body of the girl in front of him was not stained with blood, even if he believed in the words of his confidant, he couldn't help wondering if there was something wrong with the girls in Qixiufang's perception of this junior sister?

Right now Ye Hao is in front of him, instead of staying in Qixiufang to take care of his body as he knew earlier.

However, maybe there is still a little bit, Yang Yifei sighed inwardly as he looked at the girl's face that was so pale that she was not alive.

"Ms. Ye's complexion is not very good. I heard that the girl saved Miss Liu Xi from Badao Villa some time ago. Why don't you think about your own health?" Yang Yifei disagreed.

Ye Hao raised his eyebrows: "Doctors don't heal themselves, so you don't need to say too much, Mr. Yang."

This body was originally a dead person, so it was already the limit for him to lock up the last trace of life so that it would not be corrupted, okay?Can you still hope that your complexion will get better?

"Then..." Yang Yifei hesitated to speak.

"I know what you want to ask, but Senior Sister Gao doesn't want to."

Tang Wule was poking at him frantically, Ye Hao turned and left, leaving Yang Yifei standing there alone.

What Ye Hao meant was that she had a way to restore Gao Jiangting's hand, but Gao Jiangting didn't want to?

why?

There is no reason.

Ye Hao listened to the other party's heartbeat, with a calm expression.

Just take it as a lesson, that's what Gao Jiangting said at the time.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Tang Wule was sitting by the window writing something, when he heard Ye Hao's abrupt words from behind, his hands trembled, a drop of ink fell on the snow-white rice paper and scattered quickly, with a clear distinction between black and white.

"You..." Tang Wule took a deep breath and said calmly, "Speak the official Mandarin of the Tang Dynasty well, and don't listen to the half-baked Shu dialect mixed with the half-baked Shu dialect?"

"cut."

Ye Hao shrugged and leaned in front of him: "Isn't the backtracking formation fixed until he is 16 years old? Why are you in such a hurry to find me?"

"Did you kill Kang Xuezhu?" Tang Wule answered the wrong question: "Although the Dao of Heaven doesn't care much, you are a visitor from an outland after all. If you want to avenge Gao Jiangting, why do you do it yourself?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Ye Hao turned over and sat down on the window sill, his fan slowly beating on the palm of his hand: "That rule doesn't apply to me."

Tang Wule's pupils shrank suddenly: "God?"

"Hmm~" Ye Hao turned his head and blinked: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"No surprises, as expected." Tang Wule took out a piece of letter paper, and after reading ten lines at a glance, a cluster of flames rose from the palm of his hand and burned it to ashes.

"how?"

"Sure enough, there is movement in Jiutian."

Tang Wule sneered: "I don't see any of them in business, and they all jump out as soon as they get out of their control, tsk."

"You have to understand that there are such fools everywhere who think they have a heavy responsibility to save the world." Ye Hao said casually, turning the fan between his fingers.

"Perhaps." Tang Wule couldn't deny it. Perhaps the original intention of Nine Heavens was really only for the people of the world, but it's uncertain whether the internal beliefs are still unified.

"You're doing their job now."

Ye Hao smiled and said, "How does the savior feel?"

"No way." Tang Wule rolled his eyes: "If I hadn't agreed to that bastard, the young master would not have done this drudgery."

Ye Hao smiled lightly and remained silent.

"That's right." Tang Wule clapped his hands and said, "In two and a half years, the backtracking formation should be effective. Let's go and see then?"

"I'm sure there's no problem with my shot. Haven't I been trying to stabilize the formation in the past few years?"

"Isn't this just in case?"

"Okay——" Ye Hao snapped his fingers, dropped a jade stone out of thin air, and landed firmly in front of him: "I've given you the news of the recent group of nine days, you can read it yourself."

"Thank you brother."

Tang Wule took the jade that Ye Hao flicked over, and with a quick sweep of his spiritual sense, he analyzed all the information stored in it.

"Hey, after all, you said you're here to help, so you can't just do nothing but make a formation?"

"In the first place, only the formation is the key point."

Tang Wule smiled, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes: "No matter how much I do, it's useless for those royal sons to not be able to support them. Why don't we just grab someone who can work from a parallel time and space."

"Who made Li Tang angry, right?"

Ye Hao's eyes fell on the picture scroll placed on the bookshelf in the house, thoughtful.

"Yes."

Tang Wule raised his head slightly, rubbed his temples, and said casually, "He's here."

Ye Hao paused: "Why don't you go see him?"

"It's not the time yet." Tang Wule sighed, and didn't speak again.

Ye Hao chuckled with his back turned to him, and the interest in his eyes grew stronger.

In the 26th year of Kaiyuan, by the West Lake.

Ye Hao passed by through the flowers and brushed the leaves. While admiring the beautiful scenery, he was stopped by a few hooligans.

He frowned slightly, and before he could open his mouth, he saw a magnificently dressed nobleman come out of the crowd and block in front of him, yelling loudly at these flamboyant bastards.

Ye Hao yawned, looking at the little bastard who seemed to be frightened by this nobleman, he was even more sleepy after being scolded for a few words and then pretended to run away.

Why bother?Such a scene was specially made.

Ye's interest in looking at the scenery was broken, and he also lost the mood to watch the theater, and he didn't want to see this greasy young man who followed from Yangzhou to Hangzhou again. He knocked out the group of people with a slight movement of his finger, and turned around and left slowly.

At this moment, he saw a young man in white clothes and black hair standing under a willow tree not far away.

Such an outstanding demeanor would never be buried by the crowd, but Ye Hao found that there were people coming and going around him, but no one looked at him.

"Oh, that's interesting."

It turned out to be the soul, besides him, is there any existence of such a state in this world?

The young man in front obviously realized that someone had seen him, and cast a gentle look at Ye Hao.

On a deserted path by the West Lake, Ye Hao and the young man in white walked side by side. After a few words of probing, both sides had an understanding of each other.

This handsome young man in white clothes is called Prince Changqin.

When Ye Hao heard this name, he heheed in his heart, okay, Xinghai beauty is second on the list, he is lucky.

One day when I go to Honghuang to change shifts, I think I can meet that number one, fellow sufferers.

It's just that the prince Changqin in front of me, no, Ben Piao doesn't seem to know these things very well.

Ye Hao secretly opened the three thousand forum page when the other party was not paying attention, very good, now even the private chat box with the local natives has been closed for him, and the screen is blank.

It's really a superb method, even if that person may not know the situation now, this insurance is doing well.

"So, Changqin brought the younger generation of the family here to practice?"

Sensing the suspicious gaze of the other party, Ye Hao instantly recovered and asked with a smile, "I-I'm here for vacation, and I want to go out for a walk after I've had enough fun there."

Trash Tiandao even issued a warning for this, what's wrong with him coming to help a friend?

Ye Hao shook his head that had just been dizzy from the operation of Tiandao, with a nonchalant smile on his face, but in his heart he scolded Tiandao of this world bloody.

"It's really chic." Prince Changqin enviously said: "I'm not as carefree as before with a brat here."

"Who are you talking about—"

Ye Hao was about to take over, when he suddenly heard a clear and clear youthful voice above his head, like a golden stone hitting each other.

"Ah—" Prince Changqin patted his forehead, "Why did you come out now?"

The young man in white looked up with disgust on his face, but he couldn't stop smiling: "Shouldn't you be practicing swords in the sword mound now? Why did you run out?"

"Master asked me to come out to realize the sword, saying that it's not good to stay in the sword mound all the time."

Ye Hao suddenly felt something, and followed Prince Changqin's line of sight.

It was a young man of only twelve or thirteen years old, with long black hair tied into a high ponytail hanging behind his head, his eyebrows and eyes had not yet opened, but he had already begun to take on the unparalleled demeanor of being as bright as a jade tree in the future.

He was sitting on a tree biting a piece of grass, and the bright yellow clothes embroidered with exquisite ginkgo leaves fell down, shaking slightly with a hanging leg.The sunshine of early summer fell on him through the connected branches and leaves, and the boy's beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of a hundred thousand waves of light.

"ah--"

The young man lightly landed in front of the two of them, with narrow smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Changqin, when did you meet such a beautiful sister Xiu?"

The young man stood on the spot and smiled against the light, his eyes were like peach blossoms and his face was like snow. At that moment, Ye Hao only felt that the world in front of him was gloomy.

"what?"

Before Prince Changqin could answer, the young man leaned over and looked at him carefully, with a bit of confusion on his face.

This beautiful sister has a different body and soul?

"curious?"

Ye Hao smiled and said, "Do you want to know the reason?"

The young man quietly glanced at the smiling prince Changqin, and nodded vigorously when he saw that the other party did not respond.

"You tell me your name first."

"Oh—" the young man suddenly realized that he hadn't reported his name yet, scratched his head and said in embarrassment:

"My surname is Li, and my name is Zhaoming. How about you?"

"Ye Hao."

Ye Hao knocked on his fan smilingly, and the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared.

Hey--

Brother Tang, who is so busy over there, I met someone before you.

END

The author has something to say: The incident happened on its own terms, after all, the timeline of Jiansan is too boring.

And Tang Wule, well, next door is the Cultivation Stream.

The last one who hides the sword is the big cub, and there is only such a small role here.

*This is the end of the full text, thank you for your support all the way!I really hope that the cuties who fully booked can give five stars on the rating page, I love you mua~

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ps: I didn't enjoy writing about the bisexual turn, and I wanted to have fun.It is estimated that I will write a single article when I have time, and I will write whatever I think of.

In the end, I dropped the document, the opening time is uncertain, wait for me to save the manuscript slowly hehe——

Document [-]: "[Comprehensive] Fusu Youqin"

*One of the reincarnations of Prince Changqin in those years*

In those years when the prince fluttered around with his long piano, he would occasionally reincarnate to experience the various states of the world that his friends said.

In this life, he became Fusu, the eldest son of Yingqin.

After drinking half a bowl of Mengpo soup, Changqin, who vaguely remembered her identity, decided to take the route of being sick and weak.

however……

"Ask the eldest son, how can you practice the superb swordsmanship of the eldest son?"

"Find an ancestor who uses a sword as a friend."

"Why does the eldest son love Qin so much?"

"You, lucky, born in this world, can't you cherish the same kind?"

Eldest son, you just ground your teeth, right?

——Wait for the eldest son!Xu Fu can't chop!

*The copy is tentative, it is the story before Prince Changqin found his friend.

Follow-up document [-]: "[Comprehensive] The Legacy Sword Returns to the Tang Dynasty"

*It is the parallel time and space of Prince Yin next door, if Honghuang had never looked back*

In the ninth year of Wude, the struggle for the throne of the Tang Empire reached a fever pitch, and conflicts were on the verge of breaking out.

On the third day of June, news spread from the East Palace: the prince fell into a coma for no reason.

The crown prince of the country is the cornerstone, but the prince cannot wake up for a long time.

After three months, the East Palace changed hands, and everything was settled.

Everyone thought that the former prince must have spent his decadent life like this.

Until that day when the demons from outside the territory oppressed the land, the former prince Li Jiancheng broke a willow for the palace wall, flaunting a peach blossom face with spring water, and turned it out of the pile of rouge beauties——

Huang Huang's sword spanned thousands of years, breaking through the eternal night.

The ex-prince let out a lazy laugh, and the shadow came from a world away.

——In the past, he died with a broken sword, but now his soul wakes up and returns to Tang Dynasty.Long sleep for three months, a dream for a thousand years.

*The copywriting is tentative, there is still no cp, and the opening time is uncertain

Follow-up document [-]: "[Comprehensive] Lotus Planted in Fire"

"It is said that the god of killing came to the world, who remembers the spirit beads in Zixiao Palace?"

——But the red lotus is in fire, and the red lotus is reborn.

——Emperor Wa, do you regret it?

Nuwa:

Laxatives, people fishing in Wa Palace, just finished talking about life peacefully.

In view of Zhu Zi's criminal record, I'm not surprised at all that he changed his birthday by making troubles.

The teacher and the teacher's wife have gone to the world of two people and have no regrets throwing the beads of dementia at me, but the old lady regrets it.

And, I see that the beads are very happy to play.

Nezha: Thousand Seven Kills, there is no one who can fight.

【Warning】

*Series of articles, supplemented with the story of the gods who went to Nezha from the next door's Lingzhu.

*If there is a CP, then it is Yang Jian, but according to my urine, there may be no CP.

*The opening time is uncertain.

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