The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 120 Twenty-Eight Mansions

  Only a few people present knew clearly that the speed of Zhao Changhe's saber did not know what technique was used to slightly deceive the visual perception.

  When people intersect with each other's weapons, there must be a predicted intersection point, and the strength is at its peak at that time. Just like a normal person walks, there is a prediction of the landing point. Once the strength is used early, the foot will probably be twisted.

   And Zhao Changhe's knife intersected Batu's knife a little earlier than the normal prediction. At this time, Batu's power had not reached its peak, but Zhao Changhe had planned it for a long time.

   At the same time, Zhao Changhe seemed to be violently colliding with this knife, but in fact, he secretly had a little relief.

  His Liuhe Divine Art was used to increase the power of the blood evil art before, so he was able to leapfrog the challenge, but at this moment today, he used this part of his strength to unload the force, and there was a hint of softness in the Zhigang knife.

   It was as if a knife had been cut into the water, the water was still flowing, but the rocks in the water were still rebounding, and Batu's strength could no longer hold back.

  Then...Zhao Changhe's knife probably has some skills. It's not just rusty on the surface, but at least it's better than Batu's knife...The fierce knife energy erupted violently, causing Batu's power to subconsciously shrink.

   Mis-estimated intersection point, mis-estimated strength, mis-estimated weapon, three mistakes in one blow, how can Batu, who is so motivated that he only wants to compete with you for strength, be undefeated?

It can be said that he fought extremely aggrievedly in this battle, his strength was definitely stronger than Zhao Changhe, but he didn't perform well at all, and he was inexplicably swung away like a stripped little daughter-in-law, until he was helped away by his tribe, he was still confused all the way , I can't figure it out.

  Even Yue Hongling didn't know how Zhao Changhe achieved the early intersection, and how he managed to use both extremes of rigidity and softness at the same time... It's very strange.

  Among the crowd, Tang Buqi muttered to himself: "Could it be the Spring Water Sword Art? How is this possible..."

  Some people nearby heard it, and they all squinted. Who can use such a broad knife to play Chunshui swordsmanship...it doesn't look like it at all.

  But Tang Buqi feels a bit similar no matter how you look at it, especially the feeling of the early intersection point, it seems that the knife path deceives the vision. It looks a little slower, but in fact it is a little bit faster.

  It is a bit of that kind of skill, and it does not contain the effect of their exercises, so there is only a trace. The more complete knife path is not the same as their sword path, and others will definitely not be able to see it. But Tang Buqi, a Qianlong and core disciple of the Tang family, how could he not feel it at all?

   Nima, you keep calling me nephew, I thought it was just malicious verbal gain, don't tell me how true it is! If it's true, why the **** are you still chasing Yue Hongling in front of me? I am Tang Buqi, not Tang Buqi!

  Over there, Zhao Changhe looked around the field, only to find that Wan Dongliu was whispering to his subordinates, and soon the number of members of the Cao Gang in the hall quietly disappeared by more than half. Zhao Changhe knew in his heart that Wan Dongliu had become ruthless, and wanted to take advantage of Chili's injury to kill all the alien Qianlong here.

   If that's the case, this person seems to be... okay? Was it because I was too suspicious before?

  At this time, Qian Zhifu suddenly said: "Sure enough, it should be like this, let me praise Da Xia! Dongliu, bring some people to protect the alien Fangshi, don't let people disturb the guests, saying that Da Xia has no tolerance."

  Zhao Changhe clearly saw the fury flashing in Wan Dongliu's eyes, but he lowered his head and forcibly suppressed it, and said in a low voice, "Got it."

  Qian Zhifu left his seat with a smile: "I am old, and I am no better than you young warriors. I will go back and rest first. Everyone performed very well today, very good."

  He left without eating the meal. It can almost be concluded that this person came here for the platform of the alien race. He is also not interested in the banquet with these young warriors.

  At this moment, even Yue Hongling's eyes turned cold, secretly wondering if there was going to be one more dog official on the list.

   But Zhao Changhe shook his head slightly at her, signaling to take it easy, Yue Hongling tilted his head slightly, and didn't say anything.

Zhao Changhe walked over and lowered his voice: "I know what you mean to go back together. People like Chili have infinite potential, so don't let it go, otherwise it will be a disaster for China in the future, not inferior to the King of the Golden Horde and Khan at this time Great shaman. But I don’t want to take care of things that far away, I just know you can’t die, don’t blame me for being troublesome.”

  Yue Hongling looked at him for a while, then said in a low voice: "You are doing it for my life, how can you not know what is good or bad?"

   "You are two years younger than him, there are many opportunities." Zhao Changhe silently handed over a bottle of wound medicine: "Every time I see you...I always get hurt..."

  Hearing his distressed tone, Yue Hongling felt a little funny.

  Although she was not uncommonly injured while wandering the rivers and lakes, I can't say how often. The two injuries in the past six months, the last time against Qianlong third Cui Yuanyong, this time against Qianlong No. By his side, let him see his weakest appearance, as if it was God's will.

   What Zhao Changhe took out now was Cui's wound medicine, which was better than Yue Hongling's own. She was not polite, took it over, and joked: "Use Cui Yuanyang's things to pursue Yue Hongling?"

   "Huh?" Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded: "No, no, you... haven't asked you yet, what do you mean by adding drama just now?"

"It's nothing interesting." Yue Hongling's face was also a little red, and she tilted her head and said, "I can't make you lose face in front of others...Anyway, I was just talking about the criteria for choosing a mate, and I didn't say that you can meet it...There are many people who meet this standard It's gone..."

  Zhao Changhe was very speechless: "If you think so, others may not. At least they will think that you have no problem with me chasing you..."

  Yue Hongling thought for a while, then suddenly laughed: "I don't have any objections."

  Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded.

Yue Hongling staggered upstairs with her hands behind her back in a playful way: "There are too many people who want to pursue me, that's their freedom, who can care if others want to chase you or not? We're going upstairs for dinner, we're here for a banquet .”

   Zhao Changhe scratched his head, what does she mean!

  You have no objection, then I'm really chasing after you!

  Just as he was about to follow up the stairs, Tang Buqi's dead face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: "Is that knife you just had, the sword of spring water? I felt a little bit when you blocked my sword that day..."

  Zhao Changhe patted him on the shoulder: "A gentleman is not a weapon, which means don't be fooled by appearances, but look at the essence. There are so many things like Chunshui Jianyi, how come it becomes unique to you?"

  Tang Buqi remained expressionless: "The appearance is the knife you use, and the essence is the sword intent of Chunshui."

  Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes, this nephew is not stupid...

   Of course, stealing someone else's sword intent is a big taboo in the world. If you want to admit it, you have to admit it to Tang Wanzhuang in the future, and you can't talk nonsense with your eldest nephew. Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes: "If you don't believe me, just ask your cousin, what are you guessing here? I saved you just now, and you just block my way like this?"

  Tang Buqi hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice: "I want to invite you to kill Chili and Batu together. They should live in Yizu Fangshi."

  Zhao Changhe was startled, and turned to look for Wan Dongliu, but he couldn't find him, he might have already gone upstairs. He thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "They are not stupid, they must have gone into hiding at this time. With the magistrate's cover, I am afraid it will be difficult for Brother Wan to find someone. By the way, I am asking you something, I wonder if you have heard about it after you have been in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time. "

   Tang Buqi said: "What?"

   "Grassland or Jiangnan, is there any character who wears a mask?"

   "...This kind of Sect is usually only the Four Elephant Sect, and it is quite high-level. You have encountered it? Oh yes, it is not surprising that the people of the Four Elephant Sect have troubled you."

  Zhao Changhe remembered Suzaku's mask, nodded and said, "If it's the Four Elephants Sect, whose mask is blue?"

  Tang Buqi thought for a while: "Probably related to water, for example, the water leopard and the water worm should all be blue."

   "Twenty-eight mansions?"

   "Yes, you don't think that the Four Elephant Sect has only the Four Elephant Saints, do you? Of course there are twenty-eight mansions that spread all over the world, but unfortunately their identities are very secretive, and no one knows who they are."

  Zhao Changhe pondered for a while, and suddenly asked: "Before I came just now, did Brother Wan or Xuan Chong leave?"

   "Who pays attention to this? There is always a small solution, why ask this, and there is no cup of tea, what can you do?"

  Zhao Changhe smiled brightly: "It's okay, nephew, I found that you are not bad except for being a little silly..."

  (end of this chapter)