Qingjun!

Zhao Rong opened his eyes and his pupils shrank.

The ancient book in his hand slipped from his knees.

The next moment.

He pushed open the curtain and rushed out of the carriage.

Zhao Rong looked back.

There were a dozen people in front, the same people who had just passed by the window.

Most of these dozen people were dressed in the same uniform.

They all wore casual flowing white clothes, with slight differences between men and women, but they all had long flowing belts.

On the white clothes, there are strange black sword patterns on the sleeves and waist.

However, there were a few people who dressed differently.

For example, the woman in red who was traveling with the beautiful figure in white that Zhao Rong had been thinking about was extremely eye-catching.

However, Zhao Rong only glanced at these people quickly.

His eyes were quickly attracted by the graceful figure in white in the middle.

Can't move anymore.

Zhao Rong looked at him intently, without blinking, and subconsciously took a step forward to follow.

I saw that pretty figure, wearing the same white clothes as most people around her, nothing special.

But Zhao Rong knew.

It's her!

View from the rear.

Her hair was as black as silk, but it was all tied up. Her neck was white and round, her shoulders were as slender as if they were carved, and her waist was as thin as a silk bundle. Her back was as tall and straight as when she turned her back to him and left when she escaped from the wedding night, and her gait was light.

But she no longer holds her head high like a swan.

After all, there was no one around her who could hurt her like she did that night, so she didn't need to force herself to maintain her inner pride anymore.

Zhao Rong was deeply impressed by this back view.

at this time.

She and the woman in red beside her were surrounded by their companions.

The woman in red was holding her left hand affectionately and whispering something.

At this moment.

She suddenly tilted her head.

Zhao Rong's heart skipped a beat, but he found that she did not turn around, but tilted her head to talk to the woman in red.

Zhao Rong took a closer look and saw a light brown teardrop mole on her profile, beneath her long, clear eyes.

It is Qingjun without a doubt.

Zhao Rong quickly stepped forward and followed.

Their voices could be heard faintly.

…

"Junior Sister Ling Fei, please don't be anxious. Breaking through the Haoran Realm requires that little bit of spiritual light. From now on, don't practice so hard. Put down the sword, relax yourself, and don't put too much pressure on yourself all day long."

"Um."

The red-dressed woman spoke in a gentle voice, "Little Lingfei, how about I take you out to sea? I know a few interesting places in the North Sea, which are especially suitable for sightseeing and relaxing."

Zhao Lingfei shook her head gently, "Thank you, Senior Sister Ning. Let's talk about going out to sea later."

Ning Ying glanced at Concubine Zhao Ling's expression, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Then you should relax more and don't stay in the house all day."

"Before I left for Jiang, you were practicing in seclusion in Qinglian Pavilion. After I came back, you were still bored in Qinglian Pavilion. If it weren't for your sister Yao'er's wedding today, you would have practiced in there until you became an immortal, right?"

Concubine Zhao Ling drooped her eyelids slightly and said nothing.

Ning Ying raised her hand upon seeing this, and her wide fiery red sleeves slid down her fair wrist, revealing a jade hand. Her slender index finger, stained with red nail polish, lightly touched Concubine Zhao Lingfei's smooth forehead.

"What a stubborn girl. In order to invite you out today and make you happy, your sister Yaoer deliberately didn't invite those 'flies' that bothered you. You should relax today."

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled faintly.

Ning Ying took her arm.

"Don't stay so cooped up lately. Go out more often and get some fresh air. You can't rush to reach the Heavenly Will Realm. With your aptitude, it's there and you can't escape it. It's just a matter of whether it's a little faster or a little slower...

Hey, I don’t know what you did when you returned home at the beginning of the year. Didn’t you say before that you would be able to break through soon...”

"But it's really uncomfortable to be stuck in Haoran Realm... How about I accompany you to attend a few literary gatherings at Linlu Academy? Well, you have a quiet personality. If you find it noisy with a lot of people, then forget it."

"In fact, you can go to Fuyao Mansion and listen to the teachers' classes at the academy. I achieved my breakthrough in Mr. Zhou's class before...

"Xiao Lingfei, there is nothing shameful about attending classes with your junior brothers and sisters. They are all about the same age as you, and many are even older than you. It's just that as soon as you came to Taiqing Mansion, you went straight to Xiaoyao Mansion and became their senior sister."

Concubine Zhao Ling gazed at the secluded mountain that was getting closer and closer, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Ning. If I have time, I will go to the class."

"Well, that's how it should be, eh!"

Ning Ying suddenly let out a light exclamation and looked at Concubine Zhao Ling with her beautiful eyes slanted.

"So, it's good to let a monster like you get stuck in realm occasionally. At least it can give us senior sisters and brothers with mediocre talents a break. Oh, it turns out that Junior Sister Lingfei, who was personally named by the Palace Master and was destined to be a golden elixir before her students, will also get stuck..."

A girl’s twenties are her prime years.

"Senior Sister Ning, please stop embarrassing me..."

Ning Ying's teasing made Concubine Zhao Ling blush slightly and feel a little angry.

“Chuckle, chuckle.”

It was a rare occasion for Ning Ying to see the usually cold and elegant Concubine Zhao Lingfei in such a down-to-earth way.

Ning Ying couldn't help but smile, but continued to embarrass her.

The many Taiqingfu students who were surrounding the two of them, with them as the center, had been paying close attention to their conversation with bated breath since just now.

At this time, seeing that the atmosphere was good, a handsome man smiled and said:

"Senior Sister Ning is right. Junior Sister Zhao usually puts too much pressure on us. If she breaks through again, we will have to call Junior Sister Zhao "Senior Sister"... She is seventeen years old at the Tianzhi realm. In Taiqing Prefecture, under normal circumstances, most seventeen-year-olds are at the bottleneck of Fuyao."

Everyone around responded.

"That's right."

Ning Ying nodded and stretched out her slender finger to touch Concubine Zhao Lingfei. After being brushed away helplessly by Concubine Zhao Lingfei again, she turned around and smiled gently at the man who spoke.

Seeing this, the handsome man showed a handsome and bright smile.

But Ning Ying didn't look at him again.

But he was not annoyed.

because.

The two female sword cultivators who were treated like stars by everyone were both the darlings of Xiaoyao Mansion.

It's just that one is old and the other is new. One closed not long ago, and the other has been in operation for just over a year and is already dazzling.

This Senior Sister Ning Ying was not as mediocre as she had joked.

Not long ago.

Xinran Zong helped her cross the river.

I remember that day, the water level of the Lidu River rose by three feet.

However, she did not go directly through the Dragon Gate because that was a dead end.

With the dragon-slaying sword here, which water creature would dare to break in?

So Senior Sister Ning Ying forced her way ashore not far from the Dragon Bridge, covered in wounds.

But even so, even if her journey along the river is incomplete, she is already a demon swordsman at the Star-Picking Realm, equivalent to the human Golden Core Realm!

You know, she is less than five hundred years old and is still in the growth stage of the demon clan.

And its true form is a white dragon, a wild species!

This kind of existence is extremely rare in the history of the four prefectures of Wangque and Taiqing...

Zhao Lingfei felt helpless towards this senior sister who liked to tease her.

She side-glanced and slightly opened her red lips, revealing her pearly teeth.

"Did Senior Sister Ning's journey across the river go smoothly this time?"

"It's OK, um, but we almost made a mistake and collided with a passenger dragon boat, but we managed to escape danger in the end..."

Ning Ying bit a jade finger, thought for a while and then spoke. Suddenly, she smiled sweetly.

"Haha, let me tell you an interesting story. I remember when I almost collided with the dragon boat, there was a couple at the stern of the boat being affectionate. I was less than a kilometer away from the stern. I must have scared them terribly. The man who spotted me might have even gotten sick from the fright. Haha."

Ning Ying found the scene of that day interesting and completely forgot how dangerous it was at that time.

"oh."

Concubine Zhao Ling responded softly.

Not far behind them.

A young scholar who was following the group suddenly stumbled...