Half an hour ago.

Inside an abandoned ruins full of Jiutian Hangong flowers.

A certain man holding a sword increasingly feels that women are naturally fussy creatures.

Even the reclusive king before him is no exception.

It's just to 'enlighten' the sword in his arms, why is it so slow this time?

Li Bai touched his slightly bearded chin and looked at the tall woman not far away.

She was wearing a noble fairy dress of cyan and gold, standing quietly in the crystal pavilion, with her back to him outside the pavilion, holding the sword in one hand.

The tall woman and the sword in her hand were shrouded in frosty moonlight.

Um, could it be that this old woman wants to steal his sword?

Cut off the cooperation that Mr. Bai had agreed upon, and then rob the thieves?

Li Bai, who often bought fake wine, couldn't help but become suspicious. He looked into the pavilion as if he was looking at some unscrupulous wine shop.

By the way, I should be able to beat her. After all, this old woman's real body is in some distant "mythical ruins", and she just came here with this external object.

While waiting, the man, who had no sword to hold for the time being, yawned and began to think wildly.

The man looked up and down at the mysterious tall woman in the crystal pavilion.

Even though she was transparent and invisible, her figure was like the flying goddess in the ancient murals left over from some ancient Li ruins.

However, although Li Bai's eyes wandered on Li, his attention was not on her beautiful and well-proportioned female figure - this was also the reason why the tall woman in the crystal pavilion who was in a trance allowed him to look at her lazily and frivolously from outside.

But if Zhao Rong was present, he would definitely sigh and pat Uncle Xiaobai on the shoulder, saying that you deserve not to be able to find a wife.

Li Bai looked carefully at the transparent, tall woman in the pavilion wearing a cyan-gold fairy dress.

In Dali these days, apart from obeying the young lady's orders and protecting a certain cheap "son-in-law", in his spare time he would listen to books in the tavern or read some myths of the land.

If I remember correctly, the description of this blue-gold fairy skirt has appeared in many distant alien myths, accompanying the appearance of certain mythological characters of the alien tribe.

In the numerous myths of our ancestors that have been passed down along with the faint bloodline, it has had many names, the most common of which is... Frosty Sky Dawn Horn.

This name even evolved into an elegant ci tune name in the literary world of a certain dynasty in the world...

At this moment, in the abandoned ruins where the mythological scene was recreated, Li Bai in front of the crystal pavilion looked at the "Frosty Sky and Dawn Horn" with great interest.

Seeing it with his own eyes, it was indeed of an absurdly high rank, even in his eyes, it was a pity that outsiders could not wear it.

At the moment, I don’t know how many owners it has had... No, according to what Li Bai knows about the inheritance of the myths of the ancient Li tribe.

In a sense...it might be the same mistress.

At this time, the tall woman wearing the Frost Sky Dawn Horn put down the sword in her hand that was filled with moonlight.

The moonlight sword energy was retracted into the scabbard.

She turned around, walked out of the crystal pavilion, and threw the sword back to Li Bai.

The man held the sword again and said with a smile: "I thought you were not going to return it to me, and were stalling for time to get someone to kill me."

The tall woman shook her head: "I'll kill you, no need to go through so much trouble."

Her voice was as ethereal as a deep valley, and her expression could not be seen.

Li Bai feels that he has lost face?

He thought about it and nodded: "Oh? Just relying on those 'fish' you raised in Lidi and those pawns of your subordinates? If it weren't for me, the big fish you raised in Xingzi Lake last time would have been exposed."

Li shook her head and said nothing.

She turned her head to look at the sword in Li Bai's arms, then turned sideways and looked at the silent ruins around her.

Softly: "Just now I recalled some distant memories."

Li Bai accepted this explanation and nodded in agreement, "When women get old, they all like to reminisce about the past. It's normal."

The tall woman didn't care, but at this moment she couldn't help but look at the man in green holding the sword.

This bright and vibrant outfit is very eye-catching in the Li tribe ruins, which are based on plain white.

"What do you think? Can you tell at first glance that I'm something special? It's impossible to ignore it, it's dazzling. It was chosen by Xiao Qian'er, and her fashion sense is no worse than you, a group of particular ladies." Li Bai held the sword and raised his chin, saying proudly.

He automatically ignored a certain brat named Zhao who also contributed to his image as a master today.

Tall woman: “…”

Li Bai saw that the tall woman seemed to be shocked as Zhao Rong said, and he felt that this trip to Dali was a complete success.

The green-haired man holding the sword patted his sleeves with satisfaction and prepared to leave.

However, the always cold and taciturn Li suddenly asked, "Xiao Qian'er?"

Li Bai stopped and nodded, "Yes, Xiao Qian'er is the maidservant beside the young lady, and her surname is Zhao."

"Miss?"

Li Bai looked at her and kept silent.

The tall woman was silent for a moment, "Seventeen years?"

"Seventeen years." Li Bai nodded.

"So... you're seventeen?" It seemed like nonsense.

"Yeah." Li Bai was happy to talk nonsense. Hey, don't ask any more questions.

However, the tall woman was silent for a while and still asked.

"Which one is she?"

Li Bai chose to remain silent.

The tall woman took a step forward and said seriously, "I have the right to know."

Li Bai stared at the sword in his arms, as if he was practicing silent meditation.

"You..." I don't know when, the moonlight on the tall woman became brighter and colder, "...and that Mr. Bai, don't you trust me?"

"One more year."

Li Bai suddenly said.

"I don't know how Mr. Bai talked to you at the beginning, but Mr. Bai said that you should not interfere in their lives before they are 18 years old."

The sword-wielding man, who had already intervened once, tightened the sword in his arms and said to her seriously, "You'll be eighteen in one year. So I can't tell you now. Don't interfere."

The tall woman who looked like a god looked at him:

"I don't care whether you live or die, but you are hiding here and there, and you are in danger every day. If something happens, I will protect her. This is also what I agreed with Mr. Bai. If you can't do it, let me do it!"

The woman's voice was like a god from high above, "Now, I want to know... who she is."

Li Bai smiled, stretched out a finger, and waved it casually, "Don't worry about that, Mr. Bai has already made arrangements. If we all die, she will definitely be sent to you safely."

The tall woman was silent.

The man holding the sword turned around and prepared to leave, but before he left, he seemed to feel a little guilty, as if he had come here for free.

He paused for a moment, but still revealed some details, "Hey, don't worry, she's doing well, she already has a lover, and they're together, childhood sweethearts, it's much better for her than staying in your lonely palace..."

The man holding the sword, who wanted to comfort the tall woman and say something good about Zhao Rong, said with a smile.

But he never thought that these words would be like poking the biggest hornet's nest!

"Childhood sweetheart...? "

Hearing a certain special word, the tall woman suddenly raised her head, shocked and angry.

"Absolutely not! I don't agree to this marriage!"

The voice was decisive.

In an instant, the moonlight that was originally like water seemed to suddenly freeze into ice, and the cold light filled the entire ruins.

Li Bai: “…”

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