Just now everyone was just guessing, but now that Jiang Chebai said that, it was as straightforward as "I like you."

and.

Many sword practitioners in the crowd, especially the women, showed admiration on their faces.

This is a kind of romance that belongs to sword cultivators.

Sometimes a sword cultivator's sword is more important than his life. A sword cultivator without a sword is as good as dead.

The companion sword of the natal flying sword is the destination of the sword in the heart.

My sword likes you, so I give it to you. If you accept it, then you will be my destination.

Moreover, many monks in Duyou City have heard of this cicada sword.

It is said that when Jiang Chebai was in Taiqing Prefecture, he had a fortuitous encounter in a secret place near Guixu in the North Sea, and obtained a small piece of Taiyin colored glaze iron, which he used to cast the film.

This adventure can be said to be among the top ten adventures that Wangque Taiqing Mansion has had in the past hundred years.

Taiyin Colored Glaze Iron is a material that matches the flying sword training needs of the Free and Easy Realm Sword Immortal.

I heard that when Jiang Chebai graduated from Taiqing Mansion, one of the conditions for joining Tianya Sword Pavilion was to ask Tianya Sword Pavilion to help forge this Cicada.

This is a sword that will not become outdated even when used until a sword cultivator reaches the seventh level.

Gui Rao said with interest: "It's quite interesting."

I don't know whether it means that Jiang Chebai is interesting, or that Zhao Lingfei, who can make cicadas and sparrows chirp, is interesting.

Zhao Rong did not ask. At this moment, his eyes were only on the woman standing on the field with a pretty face as calm as water.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, I told you not to come, but you came anyway. You didn't want to go up after you came. Aren't you very brave? You take on everything without hesitation, and you want it all. When you reason with me, you just give me bowls of chicken soup.

Now the woman you've been dreaming of has been confessed to in public, so hurry up and get on with it!"

Zhao Rong uttered two words silently.

"Shut up."

He didn't move.

Everything that just happened happened in just a moment.

Many monks were watching with great interest this anecdote which might spread throughout Duyou City tomorrow.

Thinking in this way, watching the fun is indeed a very comfortable thing. It seems that the day is spent alternating between watching others’ fun and becoming part of others’ fun.

At least what is happening under the Youshan Mountain today is definitely something that most people don’t want to miss.

So the field became quiet again.

Ever since Zhao Lingfei heard Jiang Chebai's words, she has been staring at the Han Chan sword that has made countless sword practitioners jealous.

Jiang Che's eyes were filled with anticipation, and if you looked closely, you could see that deep in his eyes there was an extreme anticipation that turned into humble pleading.

He felt that the few breaths of time that used to pass by like a flash now seemed extremely long. He even had the illusion that he had been waiting until the end of time.

only.

The next moment.

Concubine Zhao Ling moved.

Faced with this Cicada, I believe most female sword practitioners would take it.

Concubine Zhao Ling raised a slender hand that looked weak and powerless.

lightly.

He held the scabbard wrapped in white cloth.

This moment.

There was a sudden burst of applause in the arena, and the next moment it was thunderous applause.

Shocked the whole audience.

And in the crowd, there is a corner that no one pays attention to.

Zhao Rong's hand, which was holding the piece of white jade that had traveled thousands of miles, suddenly loosened.

He had his back to the crowd.

Leave slowly.

The movements are smooth and there is no drag.

But it's clearly getting further and further away.

But the applause became louder and louder.

Zhao Rong's expression was calm, but his pace was getting faster and faster.

Passersby walked past him, attracted by the deafening applause.

Zhao Rong walked in the opposite direction.

He didn't know where to go, where this road led to, or where the carriage he made was...

Zhao Rong knew nothing about it.

He just wanted to walk, and walk without stopping, because only by doing something could he temporarily distract part of his mind and endure less of the pain of being tortured.

Gui suddenly said, "Actually, you don't have to test human nature."

Zhao Rong said numbly: "I didn't test her. I just gave her the power to choose."

"Waste." Gui chuckled, "A bastard waste."

Zhao Rong nodded woodenly.

Gui said with contempt, "Really, I really want to scold you. What stupid things have you done?"

"You keep saying you want it all, and you told me not to do anything that I can't bear the consequences of, but look at what you did? Did you give Concubine Zhao Ling the power to choose? No, you didn't give it to her."

Zhao Rong frowned and said nothing.

Gui's tone was leisurely, as if he was chatting with a friend about daily matters.

"Have you ever thought about it from Concubine Zhao Ling's perspective? You men are always so self-righteous and do things that you think are good for women from your bullshit perspectives. Have you ever thought about it from Concubine Zhao Ling's perspective?

I don't know what shit happened to you before, I'm just telling you what I saw.

You broke the promise of exchanging jade on a woman's wedding night, which comes only once in her life, and shattered her sword spirit. Her life-saving flying sword will at least become a common sword, and the unparalleled sword immortal embryo will at least be destroyed by you in half.

On the way to give her the jade, you accepted another woman...

Well, although you are a son-in-law, judging from the way Zhao Lingfei is dressed, she treats you as her husband who is married to her in a formal ceremony. And for you Confucians, Zhao Lingfei is her wife, who follows the three obediences and four virtues. If you accept another woman, just inform her afterwards.

And you did reject that little vixen a few times, but she is truly infatuated with you, so there is nothing wrong with you wanting her.

However, from my perspective, I still despise you.

Now, in her perception, you have abandoned her without looking back. At this time, an outstanding man expressed his feelings to her. Haha, you obviously came to her side, but you didn’t go to her directly and tell her that you came to return the jade. Instead, you hid in the dark and tested her boringly, giving her the so-called choice, but look at what choice she had?

One bad one, and one worse one.

The former is Jiang Chebai, and the latter is you, a waste.

Is this the power you give her to choose?

If it were me, I would definitely not choose you. Well, I wouldn’t choose Jiang Chebai either. All of you go to hell. I won’t choose you either…

You were not far from her, yet you were hesitant and dithering. Don't you know what you are thinking? Do you really not know? Or do you know but are too embarrassed to say it out loud? "

Zhao Rong had already stopped.

He stood there in a daze, and heard Gui's three questions without saying a word.

Or rather, dare not speak.

Gui chuckled.

"Oh, then I will tell you about your dark thoughts.

What you call wanting it all is just wanting it all in a charity-like manner, it is greed for gain without any effort. You want Zhao Lingfei and Su Xiaoxiao to be in a weak position and humbly desire your love, only then you will want it all.

Just like that silly fox demon Su Xiaoxiao, on the surface she can act coquettishly with you at will, but in her heart she likes you very humbly, she will always indulge you and give you whatever you ask for. Well, although she is happy about these, I cannot blame her.

But you're like a selector who sits back and enjoys the benefits.

Just like this time, it's more obvious.

If you want Concubine Zhao Ling to choose you under such circumstances, you will appear in front of her as a winner.

That's what you call giving her the power to choose for her own good."

Zhao Rong suddenly laughed.

Laugh heartily.

The passers-by looked at this ordinary Confucian scholar who was laughing so happily that he couldn't straighten his back, with strange expressions on their faces.

Seeing this, Gui also laughed along with him.

"Zhao Rong, I have not denied your love for them, nor have I denied the pure and bright things in your heart.

But I still want to expose the dark thoughts in your subconscious deep in your heart. This is not to criticize your dark side, because this kind of thing exists in all living things, including me, and there is nothing to criticize. However, you must know it yourself.

I am helping you to examine your conscience. The sooner you become aware of these things, the better. Otherwise, they will become a burden to your great cause in the future, and they will become hidden inner demons that you cannot control and are unwilling to face.

As monks, we must be clear about whether we are doing good or evil, and follow the purest path. Those who are hypocritical without knowing it deserve to die!"

Return to laugh:

"Zhao Rong, I have said so much to you because I don't want you to die too early in the future. I want you to die with me. The longer you live for me, the better. So I am not trying to help you, I am just helping myself.

In fact, I think that with your personality, you are most suitable to be a magic cultivator, so why would you want to be a Confucian scholar?

But I will not let you practice magic. The reason is not going to be told to you now. Just leave it as it is. At the moment, Confucian scholars are pretty good.

I have now asked you about your true feelings. No matter how you treat that dark side, whether you accept it or overcome it, I don’t care. As long as you are clear in your mind, don’t hesitate and dare not look directly at it. "

Zhao Rong smiled and smiled.

Laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.

He did not tell Gui that when he faced the dark side of his heart, should he accept it and become a devil, or overcome it and become a saint, or should he choose another unique option?

Zhao Rong held his stomach, straightened up and wiped his eyes.

He was breathing heavily.

"Gui, you talk too much."

"How about this bowl of chicken soup?"

"happy."

After saying.

Zhao Rong turned around.

He ran towards the woman desperately.

…

At the foot of the secluded mountain.

Many guests who had just attended the wedding of a fairy couple.

It seems that we are about to witness the birth of a couple again.

What happened today may also become a beautiful story that will be circulated in the mountains.

And both of them are gifted children.

Except for Jiang Chebai's ordinary appearance, which is far inferior to Zhao Lingfei, their other qualities are extremely suitable.

Ning Ying clapped her hands lightly.

She chuckled, her eyes moving back and forth between Zhao Lingfei and Jiang Chebai.

At a certain moment, Ning Ying suddenly remembered that several hours ago, when they first went up the mountain, Concubine Zhao Ling admitted that she already had a husband, and he seemed to be a Confucian scholar.

But now...

Ning Ying glanced at Concubine Zhao Ling in front of her.

Her expression remained calm as she looked down at the extraordinary and magical sword of the cicada. She was now pulling out a part of the sword and examining it carefully.

Ning Ying's smile remained unchanged.

The Cicada Sword was indeed magical. After all, it was the sword of a seventh-level sword immortal. However, Zhao Lingfei took it without much thought, which surprised her.

But on second thought, maybe the nominal husband of Concubine Zhao Ling was just a marriage of convenience, maybe he was dead, or to be more dramatic, he was a useless man who was unable to even lift a chicken as described in the vernacular novels?

Are we going to stage a counterattack where things have gone from bad to better?

Ning Ying curled the corners of her lips, feeling a little bored.

Around her.

Many students in Taiqing Prefecture have similar ideas to Ning Ying.

I am not very interested in Zhao Lingfei's nominal husband, no matter what his identity is, because Zhao Lingfei's behavior is very telling.

Among the crowd, some women even stared at the sword with fiery eyes, and looked at Zhao Lingfei who was looking at them calmly with an inexplicable feeling. However, they soon restrained themselves and stared at the couple on the field with a blessing look on their faces.

now.

Amidst the thunderous applause, Jiang Chebai gasped for breath. Everything he had just mustered up the courage to do felt like a dream.

There was an expression on his face that he couldn't believe. This had only appeared in his dreams. He was even prepared for failure...

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Concubine Zhao Ling actually took it!

She took over the Chilling!

She is willing to be my home! ?

Jiang Chebai's mouth curled up silently. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't because of the violent heaving of his chest.

He felt that the whole world had changed. The future was filled with infinite expectations. Even the bottleneck of the half-step Nascent Soul stage that had held him back for a long time showed signs of loosening.

Just because of her arrival!

Jiang Chebai opened his arms helplessly, but saw that Zhao Lingfei was pulling out the Han Chan sword without any sadness or joy, and it was three inches out of the sheath.

He smiled and put down his hand, saying gently: "Ling Fei, this..."

Cicada—cicada—cicada—!

Suddenly, the cicadas chirped sadly!

A miserable trembling sound broke out!

It can be heard within a radius of several miles.

Jiang Chebai's words were interrupted, and the deafening applause around him was like a waterfall frozen in ice, with the sound frozen.

After the mournful tremor.

Everything returned to peace.

Everything was silent all around, and almost everyone's eyes were fixed on Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

I saw that she still maintained the same posture.

Hold the cicada horizontally with your left hand.

Put aside for now.

At eyebrow level.

Her right hand grasped the hilt of the sword wrapped in white cloth. Her bare hands were whiter than the cloth.

now.

The cicada has already come out of its sheath three inches.

The sword body made of Taiyin colored glaze iron is as thin as a cicada's wing and as transparent as colored glaze. You can see the scenery on the other side through the sword body.

At this moment, Jiang Chebai, who was standing opposite Zhao Lingfei, saw through the almost transparent sword body a pair of long eyes, two eyebrows as dark as distant mountains, and a light brown teardrop mole.

This is a scenery that belongs to her alone. Jiang Chebai is very familiar with it, but at this moment it seems so strange!

Because... it's too cold.

Those long, clear eyes were looking at him, through the sword.

The chill given off by the Taiyin Glazed Iron seemed to emanate from her eyes. Her eyebrows seemed too far away, and the charming teardrop mole that could have diminished her cold temperament seemed to be frozen, making Jiang Chebai feel particularly cold.

What frightened Jiang Chebai even more and surprised the surrounding monks was that... the cicada stopped chirping.

After that sad cicada cry.

It returned to absolute calm, without any tremor.

Jiang Chebai felt his heart instantly fall from the sea of ​​clouds scorched by the sun to the cold and damp bottom of the abyss. His lips trembled slightly, "Spirit Concubine..."

Clang——!

Zhao Lingfei closed her sword in an instant and stretched out her hand to place Han Chan horizontally in front of Jiang Chebai.

Separated the two.

It's like an insurmountable gap.

She said calmly, "Han Chan no longer likes me. Please take the sword."

Jiang Chebai's ordinary face turned pale in an instant, and his body froze in place without moving.

The people around who were originally applauding and blessing the two of them were silent for a moment.

After all, who could have thought things would go in this direction?

This is really just guessing the beginning, not the ending.