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Why did the princess come here to realize the sword?

Now, why is she leaving?

Qingyang doesn't want to think about all this. He thinks that if you have the princess trade as a cover up, and then go to understand the meaning of the sword, it won't attract people's attention?

A dark cloud floated over the thin moonlight.

In a corner of Chaoyi City, the two figures move forward rapidly. In a few flashes, they are far away from kaichaoyi city.

Three, five, ten

Until she disappeared, she couldn't see the castle behind her. The princess laughed like a trapped animal out of prison. The joy could not be expressed.

Looking at the front of the running Qingyang, her mouth a Yang, and then slow down, suddenly toward the left side of the escape.

Qingyang stopped his pace, sighed silently, did not chase down, whispered: "princess, I can only help here."

The runaway princess was also puzzled.

That guy didn't come after him? At his speed, it shouldn't be!

However, did not chase or think, she smile more brilliant.

Qingyang found a place and sat down in silence.

The princess has left Chaoyi city. Maybe, it won't be long before the mansion will be reopened, and only then can she enter the city.

Three days later, it opened to one city.

Qingyang gets up and strides forward.

However, the troops stationed in the first city of Korea and the powerful people of the imperial dynasty almost disappeared.

But there was a man, who had never left, a young man standing on the edge of the lake, motionless, as if waiting for something.

About half an hour later, Qingyang came.

The young man turned around and looked handsome. His eyes were thick and thick, and his dark eyes were a little cold. He was staring at Qingyang: "I hope you don't step into the field of the desert empire or even the land of Zhongzhou in your lifetime."

Qingyang stops and looks at him quietly.

The man's mouth a Yang: "5000 spirit stone enough?"

Qingyang still did not speak, but that pair of calm eyes, but set off waves.

The man also felt his mood swings, and his expression was even colder: "you'd better control yourself. This is the territory of the desert Dynasty, and it's a city of Chao."

Qingyang opened his eyes, looked at the green willow, and then looked at the man: "are you the Lord of the emperor?"

The man looks cold.

Qingyang said again, "you are only the son of the Prime Minister of the court, not the leader of the imperial court. Why should you drive me away?"

By what?

Ha ha

The man stares at him coldly, and the skills in his body are running. At that moment, he suddenly opens his eyes, and a touch of strange light flashes out.

Then, he made a move and came with his fists. He was mighty.

It's powerful.

In that fist, there is the power of law, and even there is an indescribable rhyme of Tao.

It should be Demon power.

The Terrans practice the skills of demon clan and try to break through the terrible confinement.

Once upon a time in the land of Shenzhou, he met such a person, but then what? As the inheritor of the sky guard, his sword is not for seeing.

Pen!

The gray and white sword awn, quickly erupted, vast, thick and vast, directly submerged in the front.

Click!

The fist is pressed, like encounter an immortal monument, difficult to move forward.

The man's face changed greatly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and sweat appeared on his forehead. He began to panic.

Then, the vast sword meaning permeated, his arm exploded instantly, the red blood spilled, and with a bang, his whole body flew hundreds of meters away.

Passers-by, one by one, gathered around to see such a scene, can not help but awe, because they recognized the identity of the young man.

"The son of the prime minister."

"Who is that man? I dare to fight against the prime minister's son. "

"What a powerful sword

"He's a swordsman. He's supposed to be on a pilgrimage." People hold their breath and pay close attention.

If it is not related to courage, it has a stronger background.

Unfortunately, they don't know that Qingyang is just a little monk. What background does it come from?

The man crawled out, pale face, sinister eyes, staring at Qingyang, the tone of his mouth was Sen: "very good, very good..."

The voice dropped, and he did not dare to stay here any longer.

Qingyang returned to calm, ignoring the crowd, step by step toward the lake.

Not long ago, a beautiful woman also went there and came to him: "dare to ask your name?"

Qingyang said, "my name is Qingyang."The woman frowned and seemed to be wondering whether there was an ancient family named Qing or some big power in Shenzhou.

For a long time, I couldn't figure out why.

The woman left in silence.

If Qingyang is just a casual practitioner or a small power cultivator, then he will be in a big position.

Ten minutes later, a man of about thirty came here: "what's your name, Daoyou?"

Qingyang was shocked, but he answered.

Qingyang?

The man also frowned: "dare to ask where brother Qingyang inherited?"

Qingyang does not speak, even if he is honest and upright, he also knows some worldly wisdom.

He cut off an arm of the prime minister's son. If he had no background, he would have died miserably.

And these two people came back and forth for this.

Of course, it can't be said that they are from the prime minister's son.

The man stood up in awe and said, "I understand." With these words, he turned and left.

In his opinion, to be able to cut off an arm of the prime minister's son without hesitation and stay here peacefully after the event, he must have a great background.

This background, perhaps even the desert Dynasty should be afraid.

The man's first thought was the green hill, so he left.

Soon, a third person came, but he didn't say anything. He didn't even bother to say his name.

Qingyang found a place closest to the green willow, sat down, eyes and heart also gradually calm.

The three swords of Zhuangzi, apart from the common people's swords, will cause great waves if there is a possibility of their appearance.

Qingyang was wondering if he could understand the meaning of the sword and get the sword of the princes?

A few hours passed.

The man went back and forth, the arm has stopped bleeding, also took a pill, as long as you give him a few months, you can grow again.

He hid in an Inn by the lakeside, staring at Qingyang coldly.

Behind him, there were several others, all young.

At this time, a man on the left side couldn't help opening his mouth: "Qingyang? It seems that there is no such ancient family in Shenzhou

A man in Tsing Yi raised his mouth and said with a smile, "he didn't run. It's interesting."

The man's tone was still: "find out his identity, as long as he is not a green hill person, I want him to die."

The man on the left side said again, "what did the Taoist friend of Tianji Dao say?"

The man said, "he only gave me a picture and said that he could see the man here."

The one had left, but before he left, he was given a portrait. There were two people in the portrait, one was the princess, the other was Qingyang.

It is precisely because of this that he did not follow the army to leave, but chose to wait for Qingyang here. He absolutely did not allow another young man to approach the princess.