Jiayou's Fun

The top floor suddenly became quiet.

The person who just spoke had a strange voice, and with such provocative words, he was obviously not one of Lu Qian's subordinates.

Lu Qian's generals quietly stood up and grabbed their weapons that were placed aside.

According to their usual tacit understanding, they grouped together in twos and threes to form a small but powerful battle formation.

Wuzhou City had just been captured, and the officials and people in the city were in panic all day long. Who dared to wander outside except for the patrolling expeditionary army?

Moreover, Chunjiang Tower had long been vacated when Lu Qian held a banquet, so they were the only guests tonight.

From the first floor to the top floor, there were guards from Lu Qian and the generals.

How could an ordinary person sneak downstairs so silently?

Lu Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at the three Qingyou girls.

The three Qingyou girls stood up quietly. Qingyou shook her head towards him, indicating that they did not hear any unusual movements.

Lu Qian's mood was a little heavy. It would be understandable if he drank too much and didn't hear the strange movement below. But the three Qingyou girls didn't notice any movement, and the enemy sneaked in so close...

Either that or their personal guards are all useless.

Or, the enemy is too scary.

Lu Qian looked at Yu Diaihu.

Yu Dianhu, who was holding the heavy sword tightly and forming a back-to-back formation with the two Yulin Army generals, laughed: Who's so stupid? Get out of here, grandpa. It's not the behavior of a man to gossip about people behind their backs. .”

Haha, if you speak arrogantly, I will wring your tongue later.

There was movement on the stairs, and seven or eight people came up the stairs.

Two old men in green shirts and six swordsmen in white clothes.

The two old men had gray hair, long beards, average human body shapes, and delicate temperaments. They looked no different from ordinary private school teachers.

The only abnormality is that their eyes are slightly bulged, and the eyeballs are exceptionally clear, with a faint layer of cyan flowing around them, like top-notch cat eyes.

The six white-clothed swordsmen are very ordinary. They are ordinary swordsmen from Haojian Palace. At most, their cultivation is a little stronger than ordinary swordsmen.

Lu Qian glanced at these swordsmen and could tell from the way they walked that all twelve of their regular meridians had been opened, and three or four of the eight extraordinary meridians had been opened.

In terms of secular martial arts, this is a very good level of cultivation.

But compared to real monks, in the furnace realm, their level of cultivation is not top-notch.

Coming here uninvited is a bit rude. Lu Qian put his hands behind his back and focused his attention on the two old men in blue shirts. If the reason why this group of people was able to break into Chunjiang Tower without alerting anyone, the key was obviously them.

What do you have to say to a traitor like you who has brought disaster to the country and the people? The two old men in green shirts put their hands behind their backs, smiled reservedly and remained silent. A swordsman in white, about forty years old, with a short three-inch beard, and a very imposing manner took two steps forward. With red eyes, he sneered and shouted at Lu Qian.

Today, we are waiting for Dayin, except for you, a traitor to the country!

The swordsman in white pointed at Lu Qian fiercely, and the sword on his waist made a buzz sound.

Lu Qian and Qingyou looked at the sword at his waist at the same time.

Different from the five-foot green blade that is standard for ordinary swordsmen in the Haojian Palace, the scabbard of the sword on this middle-aged man's waist is made of some unknown python or snake skin, with obvious patterns and an antique color. Beautiful, must be quite old.

The three exposed shapes of the sword's hilt, sword pommel, and sword grille are also different from Dayin's popular styles today. The shape is simple and the material used is quite special. It is dark and faint with cloud patterns emerging.

This sword is not long either, only about two feet, five or six inches.

Compared with Lu Qian's Silver Dragon Sword, this sword is a bit longer, but compared with ordinary swords, this sword is obviously much shorter.

This sword is not bad. Qingyou suddenly said: It's a pity that you are too bad.

Lu Qian laughed.

The swordsman in white glared at Qingyou: Ignorant woman and child, what do you know?

Qingyou pursed her lips and glanced at the swordsman in white: Ignorant woman and child? Isn't your mother a woman and child?

The white-clothed swordsman was stunned and said angrily: You are so outrageous. She is indeed a shameless witch who is in league with the national thieves. She is sharp-tongued and not a good person. Today, don't blame me for killing the thieves for the country and annihilating you and other witches together.

Qingyou was stunned and took out the thick ancestral notes from the luggage beside her.

She flipped through a few pages and then nodded as if she suddenly understood: Yeah, there are also records in the ancestors' handbooks. Some sanctimonious hypocrites, who are in league with demons themselves, like to speak righteously, occupy the moral high ground, and then pretend to conquer demons. Slogans like slaying demons and bringing justice, but doing despicable and obscene things like male thieves and female prostitutes.”

Qingyou put down the note, looked at the swordsman in white and said seriously: Lu Qian is a good man. He is a general appointed by the emperor to fight against unsubordinates. You are the traitors of Dayin, you are the traitors to the country, and you are the rebels. , you are the monsters!

The swordsman in white said angrily: Little girl, you are so presumptuous!

Qingyou continued: The heads of the 100,000 forbidden troops in Wuzhou City are still in the camp. The evidence of the crime is conclusive. You don't need to quibble.

The two old men in green shirts frowned and glanced at the swordsman in white clothes.

The swordsman in white felt the unhappy gazes of the two old men. He took a deep breath and shouted sternly: The forbidden army of Wuzhou City...

Qingyou gave a soft drink, and the cold air filled the roof of Chunjiang Tower, forcing the white-clothed swordsman's words back.

She sneered: I am a little girl, I don't understand any big principles. I only know that no matter right or wrong, who is right or wrong, even if the Wuzhou City Forbidden Army is at fault, you should not use poisoning and assassination to deceive Killed 100,000 people!”

Are they all guilty of one hundred thousand Imperial Guards?

They are the real army of the country. They defend one side, and they work hard without any merit. For your own selfishness...

The killing sword intent overflowed from Qingyou's body, forcing the white-clothed swordsman to lose his footing. She said a word, and the white-clothed swordsman took a step back in embarrassment. Before Qingyou could finish her words, the white-clothed swordsman was almost forced to leave. He fell down the stairs, and blood was already oozing out of his mouth.

The two old men in green shirts couldn't stand it anymore.

They all took a step forward, and two ethereal sword intentions burst out of the body, colliding hard with Qingyou's chilling and substantial sword intentions.

There was a 'ding' sound, like the collision of swords. The air between Qingyou and the two old men in green shirts squirmed and twisted. The bright candlelight of hundreds of candles lit on the top floor suddenly dimmed. It took three breaths to Recover slowly.

Qingyou took three steps back, took a few deep breaths, and was unable to finish her words.

The two old men remained motionless, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they saw Lie Xin looking at Qingyou with joy.

Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, clever words. An old man in a green shirt caressed his long beard and said leisurely: I didn't expect that I would meet someone of the same kind here. Little girl, what sect are you from?

Qingyou subconsciously picked up the ancestral manuscript, flipped through it quickly, and then murmured: Tao Sect, Sword Cultivator, Heart Sword Sect... The sword is controlled by the spirit, the sword is transformed by the mind, and the sword light moves according to the heart, at will. Yes, it is a sword that can condense invisible thoughts and kill people's souls in the air.

Qingyou raised her head and looked at the two old men in green shirts seriously: Tao Sect? Heart Sword Sect?

The expressions of the two old men in green shirts also became serious.

In the handbook Qingyou flipped through, the origin of his sect was clearly stated. This was not something that a small family could have.

The world in this world is shattered. The sects that have the conditions and strength are all hiding in the mountain gate and surviving. Those who can keep the inheritance to this day are all powerful forces that can dominate one side in the past.

Although the three Qingyou girls are young, their cultivation is still a bit immature.

But seeing that Qingyou can tell her origins at once, this is something that should not be underestimated.

However, among the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demonism, is there any sect that is a sword cultivator sect?

After thinking seriously for a while, the two old men in green shirts shook their heads in confusion.

Little girl, don't make a mistake, tell me your origins. An old man in green shirt pointed at Qingyou and shouted coldly: Look at you, have you just left the sect and gone out for a walk? Don't befriend the bandits by mistake and enter by mistake. If you go astray, you will be delayed for a lifetime.”

Lu Qian put his hands behind his back and walked forward step by step.

He sneered and said, Mistakenly befriended a bandit? So, I, the Duke of Tianyang who is now the emperor, am a bandit, a thief of the country, and a bastard who has committed the most heinous crimes?

The old man in green shirt sneered: Isn't it?

Lu Qian rolled his eyes: Hey, today, the country is in the middle of the dynasty, so what he said doesn't work?

The two old men in green shirts sneered mockingly.

If the emperor's words were effective, how could there be a rebellion by Uncle Dong Qi?

Lu Yi walked step by step in front of the two old men in green shirts. He had successfully cultivated. Now Lu Yi was nearly ten feet tall, while the two old men were just less than eight feet tall. Lu Yi looked down at them like a strong man. Han looked down at the two children.

The two old men frowned.

Lu Qian's behavior was extremely presumptuous. He was using his height advantage to provoke and even insult them.

An old man in a green shirt raised his right hand, with a looming sword light on his palm. He lightly slapped Lu Qian's chest and abdomen with his palm: That's all, talking nonsense to you, there is no point...meaning...do it!

The word 'meaning' could not be uttered.

Because looking down at them, a Vajra Buddha Seal the size of a baby's fist suddenly appeared between Lu Qian's brows.

Lu Qian's skin also changed from bronze to pale gold in an instant. The Vajra Buddha Seal emitted a faint golden glow. An extremely domineering, fierce, and even more scorching and blazing aura erupted from Lu Qian's body. It was like a golden mountain, Mount Sumeru, hit the two old people head-on.

The Vajra Buddha Seal between the eyebrows, the aura is as indestructible as the Vajra Mountain.

This is clearly a characteristic of the true disciples of the Great Vajra Temple, and the core true disciples who have reached a certain level of cultivation.

The old man in green shirt who was about to take action froze on the spot.

Originally, he wanted to rely on his identity and strength as a Taoist sword cultivator to bully a group of junior martial arts cultivators in the secular world, but suddenly he bumped into a Buddhist true disciple with profound cultivation. How would this end?

The effectiveness of the secret covenant of the three religions is still there.

The promises of the Taoist and Demonic sects to let the Buddhists take the lead are still ringing in their ears.

Well, let’s not talk about the secret covenants and promises of the three religions for now. Aren’t secret covenants and promises just for tearing up?

The key to the problem is that it doesn’t matter if you are from other sects of Buddhism. Other sects of Buddhism are still reasonable.

But the fine traditions of these bald barbarians in the Great Vajra Monastery are:

Regardless of whether I am right or not, I think I am right anyway!

If you don’t believe it, come and look at my casserole-sized fists. Do you think I make sense?

The two old men in green shirts suddenly had headaches.