Start practicing from marrying the disfigured princess

Flying magic weapons are extremely rare, even Zhenbei Palace only has one.

Therefore, Ren Pingsheng planned to go to Baiyun Temple in person to avoid the trip of the guards in vain.

Take the Hong Ming Dao, ride on the yellow-haired horse, and after leaving the city, run all the way to Baiyun Mountain.

More than half an hour later.

Ren Pingsheng came to the foot of Baiyun Mountain and saw the disciples of Baiyun Temple. He cupped his hands and said, "This senior sister, Ren Pingsheng, will come to visit my aunt."

This Baiyunguan disciple had obviously heard of his name. He looked him up and down and replied, "Senior Sister Bai has something to go out and is not in the temple right now."

Auntie isn't here?

Isn't it a waste of time?

It was just a waste of time. The key was that she had promised the Little Heavenly Master to take her to touch the clouds. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if she broke her promise...

Thinking of my confident answer before.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt depressed and frowned slightly.

Seeing his frown, the disciple of Baiyunguan hesitated for a moment and asked, "If anything happens to Prince Ren, you can tell me first. I will tell Senior Sister Bai when she comes back."

Ren Pingsheng said: "It's not a big deal, I just want to borrow a magic weapon."

"What magic weapon?"

"A cloud."

The Baiyunguan disciple immediately understood, blinked, and asked, "But that flying magic weapon that looks like clouds owned by Senior Sister Bai?"

When Ren Pingsheng saw her asking, hope arose in his heart and he nodded: "Exactly...can this senior sister help me borrow a flying magic weapon?"

"cannot."

The disciple of Baiyunguan shook his head decisively.

Then why are you asking so detailedly?

Ren Pingsheng was speechless.

at this time.

The Baiyunguan disciple asked again: "Will Prince Ren bring many people with him?"

Ren Pingsheng replied casually: "Not really, just two people."

The Baiyunguan disciple looked at the broken sword at his waist and asked, "Then why don't you use the spiritual sword?"

Spiritual sword?

Are you referring to the Hong Ming Dao?

Ren Pingsheng was startled, and subconsciously looked at the short knife at his waist, his eyes brightening.

"That's right! Although the Hong Ming Saber is broken in part, the remaining part is enough for Mu Rou to stand on it. With its ability, it is nothing to send Mu Rou to heaven."

As soon as he thought about this, he looked at the female disciple in front of him, smiled and held his hands in his hands: "Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Halfway through, he suddenly thought of something, stopped again, looked at the female disciple, and asked curiously: "How does senior sister know that my sword has awakened the aura?"

The disciple of Baiyunguan replied: "Didn't you use this sword to fight with the demon clan Ye Xuan? The brothers in the temple all said that you can defeat Ye Xuan, half of the credit..."

Halfway through the conversation, I realized that it was not appropriate and stopped abruptly.

"I didn't expect that in just two days, news of my defeat of Ye Xuan would reach Baiyun Temple."

Ren Pingsheng smiled calmly and replied: "You brothers and sisters are right. In fact, more than half of the credit for my ability to win over Ye Xuan goes to Hong Ming, and the remaining credit goes to luck.

Mr. Lan, who was on the list of geniuses before, had seriously injured Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan himself didn't notice it. Otherwise, how could I, a seventh-level man, win against a fifth-level man? "

After saying that, he stopped staying and turned around to leave.

Turning over on the horse, using a little force on both legs, the yellow-haired horse started to move on its way very consciously.

Ren Pingsheng held the reins with one hand, took out the Hong Ming knife with the other, and said softly: "Hong Ming, you should have heard the whole story. I'll trouble you later..."

The words just fell.

The blade of Hong Ming Dao trembled slightly and made a harsh sound.

Several months of getting along.

Ren Pingsheng had already connected with it, and instantly realized that it was expressing resistance.

“Just sending her for a walk in the sky doesn’t take long and doesn’t use much spiritual energy.

When you come back, I will give you a SPA using good essential oils. "

Ren Pingsheng said in a consultative tone.

Hong Mingdao didn't understand what essential oils were or what a SPA was. After a moment of hesitation, he still expressed his refusal.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng felt helpless.

If it's a human being, that's it.

A knife has no desires and needs. What can I discuss with it?

"You know, I have promised Little Heavenly Master to help me this time.

I promise, no matter how difficult it is next time, I won’t let you do these boring chores. "

There was really no other way, so Ren Pingsheng could only ask for it in a good voice.

There is no one else who can do this well as a master.

but.

Strictly speaking.

Hong Ming Dao is more like his fighting partner than a servant.

Just on the way to Yunlong Canyon, it saved itself countless times.

It doesn't matter if you ask for it.

As soon as he thought of this, Ren Pingsheng went all out and tried to coax Chang An and Yun He, begging for the Hong Ming Dao, hoping that it would agree to send the little heavenly master to heaven.

In the blink of an eye.

A stick of incense has passed.

Hong Ming Dao remained resolute and had no intention of letting go.

Hazy.

Ren Pingsheng seemed to feel that it conveyed an idea to him.

"No one can touch me except you."

In other words: "You are the only person in the world who can touch me."

Hmm... It gives people a feeling of pure love for God of War.

If it wasn't a knife.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, feeling a little helpless, and murmured to himself: "In this case, I can only ask my sister-in-law to see if she can get a flying magic weapon."

I heard the words sister-in-law.

Hong Ming Dao reacted extremely, soaring into the air and circling around him. From the handle to the tip of the knife, everything was conveying a message: Don't beg her!

"?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at the Hong Ming Dao floating in the air with confusion on his face.

Why doesn't it allow itself to beg its sister-in-law?

What did my sister-in-law do that offended it?

After thinking wildly for a while, he shrugged and said helplessly: "She is the only one in the capital who can borrow the flying magic weapon for me. If I don't ask her, who else can I ask for?"

The words fell.

The Hong Ming Dao floating in the air suddenly stopped where it was, as if it was entangled.

If Ren's cultivation level was higher, his understanding of the aura of heaven and earth would be deeper.

You can see the location of Hong Ming Dao.

A naked red-haired girl had a cold expression and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was distressed.

After a while.

The Hong Ming Dao spun around in mid-air, returned to his hand, and lay quietly, motionless.

Its actions are conveying a message to Ren Shengsheng.

"I promise you, but you can't go to that woman..."

Ren Pingsheng was slightly startled when he felt the message conveyed to him by Hong Ming Dao.

Although I didn't understand why it resisted my sister-in-law, I was still very happy and decisively agreed to its request: "Okay! I won't go find her."

Hong Ming Dao remained motionless, expressing his acquiescence.

"Is it just like this? It's not easy..."

A smile appeared on Ren Pingsheng's lips, he picked up the Hongming Knife and tried to put it on his waist again.

Zheng!

The cry of the knife suddenly sounded.

The Hong Ming Dao returned to his hand.

Do you want to hold it in your hands?

Ren Pingsheng looked at the shimmering blade, his eyes twitched, and he could only obey its wishes.

Holding the reins with one hand and holding the broken knife with the other, he sighed inwardly.

"Who asked me to accompany me through life and death? If my personality is eccentric, just be eccentric..."

…………

Renfu.

In the yard, rays of sunlight shine through the gaps in the leaves, speckled and warm.

Mu Rou stared at the sky blankly, with a dazed look in her eyes.

When I was in Longhu Mountain, I often saw falcons spreading their wings and soaring freely in the sky.

For countless afternoons, she had imagined that she could be as unrestrained as them.

This weak body could be blown down by just this gust of wind, but she was not allowed to do so.

Growing up, I could only stay quietly in the yard, alone, quietly basking in the sun.

Only by reading can you get some comfort.

even.

After being alone for a long time, I developed a withdrawn temperament.

I don't like to be disturbed by others, and I don't want to see other people. It was only after I returned to the capital that my temperament changed a little.

"Life is short, take pleasure in the moment..."

Thinking of these eight words Ren Pingsheng told himself.

She suddenly felt that there was a little more brilliance in her bleak life.

His life is not long.

perhaps……

You really should do something that makes you happy.

As I was thinking this, I heard a familiar voice coming from not far away.

"Miss Mu, are you ready?"

Mu Rou turned around and saw Ren Pingsheng holding a luxurious fox fur in his hand with a gentle smile on his face.

"Um."

She didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

aside.

Qiu'er held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back and whispered: "Miss's body can't stand the wind and cold. What should I do if I cough again in the sky..."

Ren Pingsheng was slightly startled.

This is indeed a problem.

The temperature in the sky is low and the air current is strong.

Although he was protected by Hong Ming Dao, if something went wrong when he coughed, it would be difficult to remedy it.

If it really fell from more than a thousand meters, I'm afraid there would be nothing left.

It really doesn't work.

Get a parachute first?

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly and fell into thought.

At this time.

Mu Rou's voice sounded: "It doesn't matter, I believe Mr. Ren will take good care of me."

"?"

Ren Pingsheng was startled again.

What does the Little Heavenly Master mean by letting him accompany her to heaven?

It seems...it's not impossible.

There should be no problem if there are two people standing on Hong Ming Dao.

This is the thought.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "Don't worry, Miss Qiu'er, I will take good care of Miss Mu."

Qiu'er opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

However, thinking of the young lady's hopeful look, she swallowed it back.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the young lady be so interested in something. Since the young lady is happy, let her go..."

After making a decision, she pursed her lips and said no more.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mu Rou and said: "Lifting into the sky in the capital is too public, and I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble. Can Miss Mu follow me outside the city?"

"good."

Mu Rou nodded.

"The carriage is ready. Miss Mu please come."

Ren Pingsheng made a gesture of invitation.

Qiu'er supported Mu Rou, slowly got up and walked out.

Less than half an hour later.

Surrounded by the palace guards.

The three of them came to the suburbs.

Ren Pingsheng took out the Hongming Sword and lowered his voice and said, "Hongming, it will be up to you later..."

The Hong Ming Dao rose into the air, drew a semicircle in mid-air, and then floated above the ground, motionless.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose my temper..."

Ren Pingsheng was relieved when he saw it was so well behaved. He walked to Mu Rou and put the fox fur on her.

His fingertips accidentally touched her shoulder, and he could clearly feel her frail body trembling slightly, as if there was an electric current passing through it.

"I..."

Mu Rou opened her pink lips and wanted to say something, but before she opened her mouth, she heard Ren Pingsheng say, "It's cold up there. You're frail, so you'd better keep warm."

Hearing this, she said no more and tightened her fox fur.

Seeing her dressed neatly, Ren Pingsheng turned around and walked towards the Hongming Knife, with one foot on the end of the blade.

As if walking on a flat surface, as steady as an old dog.

"It seems that the Hongming Knife can bear my weight without any problem."

Ren Pingsheng's concerns disappeared, and he stepped on it with both feet, still as steady as an old dog.

He smiled, turned to look at Mu Rou, stretched out a hand, and called softly: "Miss Mu..."

Mu Rou came to the side of Hongming Sword with Qiu'er's support.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at the hand handed by Ren Pingsheng, and there was a hint of hesitation between her eyebrows.

Just when she was tangled.

Ren Pingsheng grabbed her slender wrist, and with a little force on his forearm, he pulled her onto the Hongming Sword.

Caught off guard.

Mu Rou was startled and screamed.

She staggered and almost fell.

At this moment, Ren Pingsheng's strong and powerful arms embraced her in time.

His palm clasped her slender waist and stabilized her body.

The outline is clear, soft and slender.

"Woo..."

I don't know if it's fear, shyness, or disgust.

Mu Rou opened her pink lips slightly and whimpered, the sound was small and light.

Because she was hanging in the air, with no landing, her inner anxiety was infinitely magnified. She almost subconsciously reached out and grabbed Ren Pingsheng's shoulder, like a couple's intimate coquetry.

In fact, the reason for this was just an instinctive reaction.

Just like a drowning person subconsciously wants to grab a straw.

The same reason.

"Miss Mu, hold on tight."

Ren Pingsheng did not take her action to heart. He held her slender waist, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Hongming, let's go!"

As soon as the voice fell.

The Hongming knife carried the two people and slowly rose into the air.

Just when Mu Rou thought it was just like that, it suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the blue sky at an inclined angle.

"Ah!"

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Mu Rou's heart stop for a moment, and she couldn't help but scream.

As the altitude continued to rise.

She instinctively closed her eyes, and her slender arms tightly held Ren Pingsheng's neck, fearing that she would fall into the abyss if she let go.

It's no exaggeration to say.

At this moment, her mind was blank.

There was only the sound of the wind whistling past her ears, and Ren Pingsheng's comforting voice against her earlobe.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

She had spent most of her life sitting in the yard, basking in the sun alone.

How could she not be afraid when suddenly faced with such an excitement?

But.

As time passed, her senses gradually became numb.

Her heart calmed down instead.

With someone by her side, she felt some warmth and security in the cold wind.

After climbing to a certain height.

The speed of the Hongming Knife gradually slowed down.

Mu Rou felt the wind slow down, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

After a few breaths, she finally mustered up the courage and slowly opened her eyes.