MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 146 The young and the elderly are different, the evil spirits shun the aura

  Chapter 146 The young and the elderly are different, the evil ghosts retreat from the aura

   The street is still deserted.

  When the moon was dark, the fireflies came again, and the pine trees on the street were decorated with many fireflies as if they were burning flames and turned into fire trees.

  Nan Xuehu lay on the ground and turned his head, his expression was red, he didn't want to see Lu Jing more.

   Lu Jing squatted beside him, holding the Snow Drinking Saber in his hand, looking at Nan Xuehu curiously.

   "So, you purposely followed behind me just to come here and be beaten like this?"

   Nan Xuehu's breath stagnated, but he remained silent, feeling deeply helpless about Lu Jing's question in his heart.

He and Lu Jing came here, naturally not to be beaten. One of the reasons was that he had the Snow Drinking Saber in his hand, and he was wrapped in silver armor. Earlier, he broke into the realm of Martial Dao Dayang, and he only felt confident. Man Man, I wanted to find Lu Jing to relieve the annoyance of being beaten up by him a long time ago.

   It was just that Nan Xuehu never imagined that he, who possessed two rank five treasures, and possessed a fierce swordsmanship and iron bones, would be defeated so neatly.

   Now, in his heart, there is actually not much dissatisfaction.

   He finally realized that the young boy not long ago was getting stronger at a speed he couldn't imagine... The speed at which he became stronger was even incomprehensible to him.

   "Maybe even better than He Yu."

   Nan Xuehu thought so in his heart.

   He was silent, and Lu Jing just looked at him with a smile on his face, but didn't let him get up.

   After a few breaths, Nan Xuehu finally said dully: "I just wanted to teach you a lesson, by the way, I will ask you carefully... Then the Prince of Qi painted pictures for you, why don't you do it?"

  Lu Jing frowned and said, "You sons of your family are a bit strange, he asked me to paint and I will paint?"

Nan Xuehu pondered for a moment and said, "The state of Qi has become more and more powerful in recent years, and it is at the junction with Dafu. Now that the Northern Qin Dynasty is rising, King Qi Yuan has taken the initiative to order Gu Chenhao to enter Taixuanjing. For Dafu, the state of Qi is very important. He is an ally, although Gu Chenxiao is a hostage, but in this Taixuan Beijing, his importance is much higher than that of an ordinary prince.

   is just a painting, you can save a lot of trouble by painting it, why don't you paint it? "

   "Just to ask these?"

   Lu Jing was obviously a little bored, and stood up slowly.

   He seemed reluctant to speak at first, but after thinking for a while, he turned to Nan Xuehu and said, "He asked me to draw a real dragon, but I saw his White Bone Palace Que in a travel journal.

   That White Bone Palace is full of ghosts and skeletons.

   Although my paintings are not some great famous paintings, I don’t want to hang in them. "

   Nan Xuehu was stunned for a while, then slowly sat up.

   His eyes fell on the Snow Drinking Blade in Lu Jing's hand, and his expression became a little cramped.

  Lu Jing smiled casually, shook his head and said: "You are not convinced, you want to teach me a lesson, and now you are defeated again, you must pay some price. This five-grade sword is the price."

  Nan Xuehu's face stiffened, and he said in a muffled voice, "I remember...you don't need a knife."

  Lu Jing nodded and said with a smile: "I really don't need a knife, I took this treasured knife back, probably just kept it in the house, and it's dusty.

   But everything has a price. Since you made a move today, you must learn some lessons.

Don't worry, I will keep this treasured knife for you. You can exchange it for something in the future. It is a grass or a flower. You can exchange it for this snow drinking knife. The snow-drinking knife will be returned to you. "

   Nan Xuehu couldn't help taking a deep breath.

   At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the top of the Dongwangguan wall on the left: "Are you guys... learning martial arts?"

   Hear a familiar voice.

  Lu Jing and Nan Xuehu both turned their heads and looked at the top of the white and blue brick wall of the Eastern King's View.

   But he saw Nan Fengmian's curious face, sitting on the wall with a carefree face, with the Real Man Xinggu on his waist, watching the two of them.

   "Uncle Six..."

  Nan Xuehu's face turned even redder. He was sitting on the ground covered in dust, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, making him look a little embarrassed.

  Lu Jing also smiled and said, "Senior."

Nan Fengmian jumped off the wall, came to the two of them, asked some questions, and then interceded for Nan Xuehu: "Lu Jing, Xuehu fought with you, he has already lost, he was injured again, and he was beaten by you. Do you want to give him the Snow Drinking Knife?"

   "If senior asks me to pay it back, I will pay it back."

  Lu Jing opened his mouth freely, but then said: "But... he was beaten because he threatened me before, not because of what happened tonight."

Nan Fengmian raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and said, "If that's the case, you should take this Snow Drinking Saber with you. Snow Tiger's skills are not as good as others. If you give him the Snow Drinking Saber because of my words, you will sell me a face. , I feel bad."

  Lu Jing was not polite either, he raised his hand to drink the snow knife and disappeared, and he was included in the Yunkong pattern.

  Nan Xuehu sat on the ground, looked up at the two of them, and was silent.

   "But the two of you are quite courageous. This is Dongwangguan. Some of them are Taoist priests with high cultivation. You broke the blue bricks on the street. Be careful that they will split you with a peach wood sword."

   "Furthermore, Xuan Yiwei has already noticed that if it weren't for your two identities, and there is no killing intent between the swords, I'm afraid I have to go to Xuanyi Division."

When Nan Fengmian said this, he looked over his head and said to Lu Jing, "It's still early, why don't you go and have a few drinks with me? I also hid a pot of bamboo leaf wine, which happens to be foggy and cold in winter today. The wind can warm you up."

   It was indeed not too late at this time, Lu Jing thought about it and agreed.

  Nan Xuehu was relieved, stood up and was about to leave.

  Nan Fengmian said, "Let's go back together, Lu Jing and I are drinking, and you can warm us up by the side."

  Nan Xuehu sighed in his heart, and didn't want to look at Lu Jing's face again, he lowered his head and followed behind the two.

   "Uncle Six... When did you become so familiar with this Lu Jing?"

   When Lu Jing was beheading Xu Baiyan on the Yanyu Bridge, Nan Xuehu actually knew that his sixth uncle stopped Lord Meng Ru of Jingyin House.

   He didn't know the details, he just thought that Nan Fengmian was simply drawing his sword to help the injustice.

   Looking at it again today, the relationship between my sixth uncle and Lu Jing is probably not that simple.

   Nan Fengmian led the way, the three of them walked for a while, and finally arrived at the drinking place he said.

  Lu Jing raised his head and said helplessly, "Why don't we...let's find a wine shop?"

  Nan Fengmian laughed: "You are not afraid of the sky and the earth, are you still afraid of this little Nanguo mansion?"

   "Little one... Nanguo Gongfu?"

   Not only is Lu Jing helpless, but Nan Xuehu is helpless at the nonsense of his sixth uncle.

   After Nan Fengmian finished speaking, he ignored the two and walked straight into the Nanfu.

   He insisted, and Lu Jing also had no choice.

  Nan Fengmian's courtyard is quite luxurious, and it is obvious that the Nanfu steward took care of it carefully.

  Lu Jing also finally knew why Nan Fengmian asked Nan Xuehu to come to warm the wine.

  Because there are no servants in this courtyard, but instead raise a few dogs.

   Nan Fengmian walked into the hospital. Several dogs of different sizes, black and white, ran out of the house and rubbed Nan Fengmian's trousers.

   "Go, go, there are guests coming today, I don't have time to play with you."

  Nan Fengmian waved his hand, and the dogs seemed to be able to speak human language, and they ran away again.

   The three entered the room, Nan Fengmian set up the stove by himself, and turned the boxes and cabinets from the room, and took out a pot of bamboo leaf wine.

  Nan Xuehu was silent, he was busy, fetched water, and went out of Nanfengmianyuan to bring a few plates of side dishes.

  The water has boiled, and Nan Xuehu silently warms and pours wine for the two of them.

   The two clink glasses to drink.

   One cup into the stomach, only to feel a strong aroma of bamboo leaves, lingering between the mouth and tongue for a long time.

  This bamboo leaf wine is soft in the mouth and not spicy in the throat. what

   "The golden pot is filled with the fragrance of bamboo and leaves, ten cups and five cups are incomprehensible. After a hundred cups, it will start to go crazy, and it will be crazy every time."

  Nanfengmian said: "This bamboo leaf wine, ten cups and five cups are very soft, but if you drink hundreds of cups, you will know the beauty of this wine.

  Lu Jing, tonight you and I will not go home if you are not drunk. "

  Nan Fengmian and Lu Jing were drinking and looked very happy.

Nan Xuehu wondered in his heart that his sixth uncle disappeared on weekdays, and he was rarely seen during the reunion in the house. He would occasionally chat with himself. There were many other sons and daughters of the house who had never seen him, not to mention Said to drink with him.

  I didn't expect Lu Jing to come here, Sixth Uncle was so happy.

   The two of them drank and talked about ordinary things in Xuandu.

   Halfway through the chat, Nan Fengmian suddenly lowered his head and looked at the black sandalwood sword on Lu Jing's waist.

   "Hey, this sword is quite interesting. When I saw you on Bingfeng, this wooden sword was not so strong and sharp, and there was a strong vitality in it, which was surprising."

   Nan Fengmian seemed to be very interested in the black sandalwood sword.

   So Lu Jing pulled out the black sandalwood sword and handed it to Nan Fengmian.

  The moment Nan Fengmian's palm touched the wooden sword, his expression changed slightly and he looked at Lu Jing.

   "There... there is a sword energy in here."

  Nan Fengmian said: "I don't know who left it, but it's so huge and sharp, if it can bloom, I'm afraid it can kill a powerhouse at the peak of the sixth realm."

  Lu Jing did not hide it, and said frankly to Nan Fengmian: "This is the black sandalwood sword that Mr. Four used to practice swords."

  Nan Fengmian's eyes shone brightly.

   Nan Xuehu's eyes all fell on the black sandalwood sword.

  Nan Fengmian looked at it carefully for a long time, and then pulled out the Real Man Xinggu from his waist and handed it to Lu Jing.

   "I saw your sword, and let you see mine too."

When Nan Fengmian spoke, he seemed quite complacent: "When I was young, the Duke always said that he would let me hold that grass-cutting knife, but when I was young, I was very rebellious, and I was only bored by the many arrangements in the mansion, and I was unwilling to take care of it all. What is the overall situation, I just want to go north with a knife and take a look at the world's rivers and mountains."

"Later, when I got this Real Man of Rejuvenation, I felt that this knife was like a breeze and could blow away the dust in my chest. Compared with the grass-cutting knife that was like a gust of wind, cutting people's heads like cutting grass...it was more suitable for me. many."

  Lu Jing also had curiosity on his face, and took the Real Man of Rejuvenation.

  Xinggu real person starts, it is not heavy.

   "The knife weighs eight catties and seven taels, and there is a cool breeze in it, even if it blows the sea of ​​anger, or blows the wind, it doesn't matter."

   Nan Fengmian introduced it like this.

  Lu Jing held Xinggu Zhenren in his hand, only to feel that the vitality in this knife was like the breeze in the world, everywhere.

   "It's really a good knife. Ordinary monks may not be able to exert the power of this knife. If you want to use this knife to defend against the enemy, you need at least a monk Zhaoxing, and you also need a mind that can control the breeze."

  Lu Jing admired sincerely, and handed Xinggu Zhenren to Nan Fengmian.

   Spiritual Master Xinggu entered Nan Fengmian's hands, and immediately there was a brisk chirping of the sword, and it was obvious that this famous sword of one grade passed down the world was also very satisfied with its owner.

   "Being able to control the breeze in the world, being able to hide in Northern Qin for twelve years, assassinating the guardian of the Northern Qin Mountains, and drawing his sword when he sees injustice, this Nanfengmian...is admirable."

Lu Jing thought so in his heart, and remembered the words of Nan Fengmian just now, after thinking about it, he said: "The elders always regard the bravery of the young as rebellion, and their cowardice as the overall situation, senior... If you were Don't be impulsive, maybe this real person who wakes up will not recognize you as the master."

  Nan Fengmian heard Lu Jing's words, looked down at the sheathed knife, then raised his head and smiled at Lu Jing: "Drink."

  Nan Xuehu's expression gradually became normal. He sat on the side and poured wine for the two of them. Occasionally, he glanced at Lu Jing, and suddenly felt that... a teenager who can drink with Sixth Uncle is nothing if he beats him a few times.

   "This is too Xuanjing and I'm tired of it. Soon, I may have to look eastward to see what the old dragon in Luolongcheng looks like. Maybe I want to go west and walk through the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions."

Nan Fengmian drank a glass of bamboo leaf wine and said: "This Taixuanjing is always brewing storms and vortexes, I have the heart to hold on to what I've learned, and I'll do something for the people in this Taixuanjing, such as You usually cut down the injustice in Xuandu, think carefully, but don’t know what to do.”

Hearing Nan Fengmian's words, Lu Jing turned to look at the huge Nanguo Gongfu, and said with a smile, "You are no longer a teenager, you are already the elder of this Nanguo Gongfu. According to many people's words, at this time, You must not pay attention to the trivial things in this world, otherwise the troubles will be transferred to you."

  Nan Fengmian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then on the Misty Rain Bridge, why did you draw your sword to kill?

   Even if you have some confidence, you are still in trouble afterwards. "

  Lu Jing did not answer.

   Nan Xuehu suddenly said, "Perhaps because Lu Jing is a young man, he doesn't need to worry as much as an elder?"

   "And... young people really can't be too afraid of trouble sometimes."

  Nan Fengmian pondered for a while, and only said, "Pour your wine."

   At this time in the Nanfu, Nan Heyu was standing in the courtyard, watching the mist surging between the rockery and the grass.

  The old woman came behind her and said, "Lu Jing has been sent out of the house by Young Master Xuehu."

  Nan Heyu nodded, his expression unchanged.

   Unexpectedly, the old woman said again after hesitation: "When Lu Jing left Fengmian's courtyard, Fengmian was still shouting loudly... Said that Lu Jingji liked his appetite and wanted to marry him."

  Nan Heyu opened his mouth, feeling a lot more annoyed in his heart.

   The old woman standing behind Nan Heyu did not see Nan Heyu's expression before, and said with admiration: "As the lady said, Young Master Lu Jing is indeed a rare person, maybe with time..."

  The old woman praised, Nan Heyu thought about it, and nodded seriously.

   As she pondered, the feathered sword heart in the primordial spirit trembled slightly, and the dark blue Qianxiu Shui flew out from behind her, turning into three hundred sword lights, scattered in the courtyard like wind and rain.

  Original energy is like wind and rain, and in the rain, the sword energy is like a dark cloud.

   After a long time, the three hundred sword lights merged into one, and disappeared into a thousand silk water.

  Nan Heyu frowned: "I still have a sword heart, just talking about sword qi... But I can't beat the fiery sword qi of Young Master Lu Jing."

  —

   Taixuan Palace, in Huai Shi Palace.

  In the middle of the night, the young thirteen princes were still leaning over the jade table, holding a pen in his hand, carefully pondering a word.

   The text is unrestrained and unrestrained.

  Liyun female officer was standing behind the Thirteenth Prince, holding a night pearl in her hand, watching the Thirteenth Prince practice calligraphy.

   After a long time, the Thirteenth Prince put down his pen and ink and looked at the word "sword" on the Longtang paper.

   "I have to say that Mr. Lu Jing's cursive script is more exquisite than his regular script.

   He taught me to learn swordsmanship, but he asked me to describe this sword character. I didn't understand its meaning at first. After practicing for a few days, I found that there was a faint sword spirit in this character, flaming and sharp. "

The Thirteenth Prince had a tender smile on his face, and his eyes flashed with joy: "If I learn the sword, maybe I will be able to walk with the sword in the future, so I will go around many places in the world and take a look at Taixuan. What a world outside Beijing."

  Liyun also smiled softly, nodded and said, "I can also see the extraordinaryness of Mr. Lu Jing's words, and there is good news in the past few days.

   It is said that Mr. Lu Jing rejected the crown prince, and also rejected the seventh prince, because the sage appointed him as a junior teacher and wanted to teach the thirteen princes seriously. "

  The thirteenth prince's expression suddenly became pleasantly surprised.

   In the past few days, Mr. Lu Jing entered the palace and talked to him. He was not as old-fashioned as other gentlemen. I think it was because Lu Jing was young.

   In addition, Lu Jing had already started to teach him swordsmanship, so the thirteenth prince naturally hoped that Lu Jing could always be his prince's junior teacher and teach him swordsmanship.

   "I was afraid that Mr. Lu Jing would be embarrassed and never asked. Now that I have such news, I feel relieved."

  The Thirteenth Prince said, "Mr. Lu Jing is extraordinary to be scrambled by the eldest brother and the seventh emperor. It is a good thing for me to have him as my junior teacher."

When the thirteenth prince said this, he lowered his head and pondered, then raised his head and said, "Master Shuxiu, I only sent some gift items, since Mr. Lu Jing treats me with sincerity, even if I compare my background with the two emperor brothers Thin, but you can't treat Mr.

  Liyun female officer bowed down and listened carefully to what the Thirteenth Prince said.

  The thirteenth prince thought for a long time, and then said: "Just use the two treasures in my room and go to a few brothers to exchange them.

   It would be best if you could get Brother Jiuhuang’s [Covering the Sun] sword, or if you could get the [Quie Xie] sword that she collected from my sister. "

   "Both of these swords are Yuanshen swords of third-grade heavy craftsmen. It is naturally the best to match a swordsman like Mr.

   "If they don't want to change it, my cultivation base is weak, and I don't need this Huai Shi sword yet, so I can give it to Mr. Lu Jing."

  Liyun's eyes were a little more surprised.

  The thirteenth prince is young, and the Huai Shi Palace is very luxurious, but there are not many treasures of the third rank. The only sword of the third rank is the sword of the thirteenth prince.

  Huai Shijian was made by a great craftsman of the dynasty, and the Thirteenth Prince loved it to the extreme. Even if he did not know how to use swordsmanship, he would often play it with it.

   Now that he is willing to give it to Lu Jing, it is enough to see that the thirteenth prince, who has not had many support since he was a child, really respects a young genius like Lu Jing.

   One master and one servant discussed for a long time before the Thirteenth Prince fell asleep.

  Liyun female officer tucked the quilt for the young thirteenth prince. Looking at the face of the thirteenth prince, she suddenly felt that...it's not a bad thing to be unattended since childhood.

   At least not contaminated with the domineering spirit of many high-ranking people.

  Lu Jing returned to Kongshan Lane.

  Qing Yue was still waiting for him in the house.

   It was already late at this time, and the moon pearl shone brightly, illuminating the main house.

   Qingyue was obviously tired, leaning her head and staring at the door.

   Until Lu Jing knocked on the door and heard his familiar voice again, Qingyue's expression suddenly changed, she became bright, and ran to open the door.

   "Master, are you back?"

  Qingyue welcomes Lu Jing in: "Have you had dinner?"

   "Tonight, I wrote a lot of characters, and I have become very proficient in the small script of hairpin flowers."

   "Young master, look, I carved a lamp out of wood, just for the moonlight pearl."

   "Tomorrow I plan to go to the street. It's getting colder and colder. I need to add a few thick quilts. The cotton on the next street is too loose and soft, so it's probably not too hot. I'll have to go to a few more shops."

   A few days ago, Lu Jingqiang took Qingyue to the street, bought several pieces of ready-to-wear, made several sets of clothes, and took her long-wearing clothes to the east of the city as gifts.

   Qingyue was a little reluctant, and seeing Lu Jing pulling her over in person, it was useless to refute her, and Lu Jing said that her family's money was indeed enough for a long time, and she didn't need to save that much, so she agreed.

   Today's Qingyue is wearing a Su embroidered Yuehua brocade shirt, with her new ruyi hairpin and a head of blue silk. Her face is like a hibiscus and her eyebrows are like a willow.

   She pestered Lu Jing to talk, Lu Jing always had a smile on his face, listened carefully, without the slightest impatience.

   "Today I passed by Dongwang Temple and saw the fire trees on both sides of Dongwang Street. There are still many fireflies on them. I will show you around another day."

   The two chatted for a long time, Qing Yue was also beside Lu Jing when he practiced calligraphy and painting.

   When Lu Jing finished painting a picture, he found that Qing Yue had fallen asleep on the desk.

  Lu Jing thought for a while, picked up Qingyue and placed it on his bed, then seriously took off her coat and covered her with a quilt.

   The girl's face was jade-like and her breathing was a little short. She was obviously awake, but she didn't dare to open her eyes.

   "Wait until Qingyue gets rid of her slave status, and wait until she is not just a servant girl."

  Lu Jing watched Qingyue for a long time, then stood up and walked out of the room to the courtyard.

   But he saw his thoughts sink and fall into his mind, and saw that many light groups were constantly shining.

   "Gu Chenxiao asked me to paint, and refusing him is a big evil. Although this choice caused many troubles, it gave me a strange thing, a hundred vitality."

   "Under such a big ominous image, it has never given me fate or chance, and only gave me a hundred fates of vitality, so the strange things given must be of extraordinary effect."

  Lu Jingnian moved again, and there was already a stone in his hand.

   "[Heavenly Official's Seanceing Stone]..." He sensed a lot of information about this strange object, and his expression changed slightly. He only felt that this serenity stone would definitely play a great role in the future.

  —

  Time flies, days pass by in a flash.

   On this day, Lu Jing had just returned from the library, but he saw Ning Qiang and Lin Rendong waiting for him in the room.

   "Princess... Are you going back tomorrow?"

   When Lu Jing heard the news of Ning Qiang, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

Princess Chong'an had already planned to leave Taixuanjing and return to the three states of Chong'an, but later, the Holy Monarch ordered Li Guanlong of Dafu Shaozhu Kingdom, and the Buddha of Landa Temple to go to Candle Star Mountain together to arrest the three great masters of Candle Star Mountain. Shenggui Taixuan.

Because of this, Princess Chong'an stayed in Taixuanjing for a long time. Now she is about to set off, and she wants to come to Shaozhu Kingdom and Landa Temple Buddha, because the sect master of Xie Dao Sect, that is, the drinker who seals the demons, came to Zhuxing Mountain. The reason is that the three great saints have not been caught.

   "I know my cousin, you have some connections with the Chong'an Palace, so I thought I'd come and let you know."

  Ning Qiang said softly.

  Lu Jing smiled at her, took a closer look at her face, and frowned: "Cousin, I saw you a few times before and found you looked bad, but what troubles did you encounter?"

  Ning Qiang's breath was weak, and she always covered her mouth with a handkerchief. She coughed occasionally. When she saw Lu Jing asking, her expression suddenly became darker and she just lowered her head and said nothing.

   Lin Rendong sighed and said, "Uncle Shen Xiao returned to the mansion. It is said that the holy monarch saw him twice, so it was rumored in Xuandu that the holy monarch wanted to reuse Uncle Shen..."

   "What does this have to do with cousin?" Lu Jing asked, and immediately responded: "Uncle Shen Xiao is going to be reused... But there are other sons from the mansion who came to propose marriage?"

  Ning Qiang remained silent.

  Lin Rendong glanced at Ning Qiang and nodded slowly.

   "Cousin doesn't want to get married?" Lu Jing asked again.

  Ning Qiang, who was always speechless, finally nodded and said in a faint voice: "My health is getting worse and worse, although someone in the mansion has taught me the method of qi and blood cultivation, but I don't know why, it didn't work.

   Such a body, if you go to someone else's house, you will be burdened instead, and you will inevitably be despised and looked down upon.

Plus…"

Ning Qiang said this, with tears in her eyes: "In addition, I have no father or mother, if I am really wronged, I am afraid that no one will stand up for me. It is because of many reasons that I have no intention of getting married. You forced me, I plan to shave my hair to become a nun and find a female view, but this is the end of my life."

Lin Rendong quickly comforted in a low voice: "My father was delayed for some time on the road, and once he arrives in Xuandu, I will go and ask him, he knows many people, and he can naturally find a cure for a minor illness like yours. way."

  Thoughts flickered in Lu Jing's mind, and he also said to Ning Qiang: "Cousin, don't be afraid, many things are actually not that difficult.

  I also came to think of a way, just like the girl honeysuckle said, first cure your disease, have a good body, and then make a choice. "

  Ning Qiang nodded lightly and looked at Lu Jing and Lin Rendong with a lot of gratitude.

  Lu Jing comforted Ning Qiang again, and the two left.

   "I'm going to send the princess off." Lu Jing watched the two leave, thinking like this.

   At this time, in the Taixuan Palace, a splendid palace.

   Chu Yeshan, Li Yushi, and several men and women were sitting at the desk.

   Above, a man wearing a silver long coat, with a soft breath and an indescribably precious identity, is looking down at a book.

   He suddenly raised his head and said, "It is said that the seventeen-year-old Lu Jing... has cultivated the aura that evil ghosts shun?

   These days, the entire website has not said this chapter, I hope to know.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)