The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 187 Infatuation and Ruthlessness

Shang Que didn't pretend to be a gentleman just because his opponent was a woman, and he didn't show any slack or ambiguity at all. Only by going all out can he show his greatest respect for Mr. Tinglan.

And Mr. Tinglan obviously has enough strength and confidence to deal with Shang Que's full blow.

Shang Que punched, the world turned pale, and everything was silent.

Master Tinglan pushed back his palm gracefully and calmly without making a sound.

There is only an inch of distance between the fist and the palm, and they are attached.

Shang Que firmly believed that as long as this punch could hit Master Tinglan's palm, it could break the bones and tendons of his palm at the slightest level, and make his flesh and blood shattered at the severest level.

But this punch just froze in the air, without any breakthrough.

When Yeyue broke free from the clouds and mist again, and when the moonlight covered the land under the night sky, Shang Que was already kneeling on the ground, looking a little slumped.

After all, that punch exhausted all his strength.

Shang Que was not at all surprised by this result, but he was still a little regretful, because Mr. Tinglan didn't do his best, or rather, Mr. Tinglan just used all his strength to defend, but he didn't use any strength to attack. Maybe he really did It's already so decadent that it's not worth Mr. Tinglan's all-out efforts to deal with it.

However, it is finally coming to an end.

In the battle of joining the Army Mansion, Shang Que was not unscathed. The internal injuries he suffered were all sustained by his profound skills. The punch just now drained all of his life's skills, and his internal cultivation was gone. Backlash.

He put his hands on the ground, his chest heaved, his body trembled, and he didn't have any extra strength to stand up and leave decently.

Various scenes of Ping's more than forty years of life flashed through his mind at this moment like a horse watching flowers.

Meteors are fleeting, and short-lived and withered, but they have at least once had glory and bloomed, but what about yourself?

After burning Ouyang's mansion, he has been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years. However, it seems that he has not walked out of the fence you mentioned from the beginning to the end.

Shang Que smiled wryly and coughed. The cough seemed to take away his remaining strength, so that he couldn't even keep himself from lying on the ground.

Mr. Tinglan had already returned to the front of the house, but when he heard the sound from the far end, he finally stopped stepping into the door.

In a blink of an eye, she came to Shang Que's side, put one hand lightly on his back, and injected some inner breath into him.

As the blue light appeared, Shang Que gradually regained some strength like being drenched in nectar.

"You have unfinished business, you shouldn't be down here." Mr. Tinglan said flatly.

"Thank you." Shang Que slowly stood up, and he could only accept Mr. Tinglan's pity, because he really shouldn't have fallen here.

"I never thought that Mr. Ting Lan would learn the skill of burning the sky with fire. As far as Shang knows, practicing this skill is very easy to attack the mind. As the practice deepens, it is like walking on thin ice. A little carelessness It will make the exercises in the practitioner's body chaotic and impermanent, which will consume a lot of energy, and seriously damage the internal organs and endanger life. Mr. Shang is light on his words, but the so-called death is good, a piece of advice, I would like to listen Mr. Lan does what he can, otherwise the gain will not be worth the loss, and the result will fall short." Shang Que suddenly remembered that the moment Mr. Lan struck out the palm, the phantom of a phoenix on fire appeared in her pupils, although she was weak, she still spoke slowly.

"Ting Lan will definitely keep in mind the good words of the head of the Shang family." Mr. Ting Lan said.

With the help of Young Master Ting Lan, Shang Que finally stood up, said his farewell, and then walked away quietly.

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Tianxiang Pavilion.

Familiar rooms, familiar smells, familiar people.

However, before today, he hadn't set foot in this room for a long time.

This smell has been with him for more than ten years, but he never cared about it.

Just like the person lying on the bed, who has been with him for more than ten years, but he has been ruthlessly rejecting him thousands of miles away.

There are always some people or things that are always with me, but I never cherish them, and I don't realize that she is indispensable in my life until I lose it.

The dagger in her belly was gone, it was he who pulled it out.

He has already inserted it into Jiang Wan's belly, he has been like this all his life, he will always be impulsive for love, but he has never regretted it.

He took out a round fan from her hand, which was something she always held in her hand, no matter winter or summer, no matter day or night.

He never paid attention to this unremarkable round fan in his eyes.

It wasn't until today, when he picked up the fan that was quietly lying beside her, that he realized why she regarded it as a treasure, which was discarded by ordinary people like a shoe.

The content of the round fan is not complicated, it should be embroidered by her own hands, one side is spring water, green willows, mandarin ducks, and the other side is a simple libretto composed of a few words.

"The fate of this life will continue in the next life.

What is love, life and death.

If you are with me, I will not envy mandarin ducks or immortals. "

While lifting the person on the bed and hugging him in his arms, he softly hummed the libretto and quietly closed his eyes.

If there is an afterlife, Shang Que will definitely live up to you.

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In the early morning of the next day, in Mr. Tinglan's wooden house.

Gu Lian had already gone out to Tinglan Xiaozhu to give morning classes to the students, but there were two people sitting at the square table in the room.

One is Mr. Tinglan, and the other is Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen had never come to Master Tinglan's residence early in the morning, this was the first time.

Obviously something terrible must happen, so Mr. Tinglan had to recruit him and make another arrangement.

Jiang Yichen took a sip of his tea and said in astonishment, "Dead?! How did he die?"

Master Tinglan said: "To die for love."

Jiang Yichen said: "For love? He went to seek revenge from Jiang Wan? He is an infatuated person after all."

Young Master Tinglan said: "No, that's repaying love. The person he's infatuated with has already been eaten by himself and merged with his flesh and blood."

Jiang Yichen said: "But all the way here in the morning, the street and the government haven't heard any news, why?"

Mr. Ting Lan said: "It should be a coincidence, human life is a matter of heaven, and the government will always realize it later because of various coincidences."

Jiang Yichen said: "Coincidences are always caused by inevitable causes and effects. This is what you taught me."

Master Tinglan said: "After Jiang Wan left Tianxiang Pavilion yesterday, he was very likely to be sullen, so he locked himself in the study for the night.

The study room of the Army Mansion is set up in a side courtyard, and no one is allowed to come in and out at will, even if it is his wife and concubine, Jiang Wan, who only brought four guards by his side, gave Shang Que an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Originally, Jiang Wan did not allow Di Shamen or Shang Que to pursue him because of his ten-year friendship with him as he wished, but Shang Que came to the door alone. Not afraid of Shang Que, he thought about cleaning up Shang Que with the strength of five people.

It's just that they still underestimated the means of the Jianghu people, and were killed by Shang Que.

The military mansion has not yet become noisy, so the official mansion is naturally calm.

If you want to come to Tianxiang Pavilion, there will be a lot of trouble earlier.

Are these coincidences enough? "

Jiang Yichen was silent for a long time, not because of Master Tinglan's analytical ability, but because of the content of his analysis.

Jiang Yichen said: "The next movement must be serious. If one dies and joins the army, what will the government do?"

Mr. Tinglan said: "According to common sense, joining the army in the border city is an official appointed by the imperial court. If an official ordered by the imperial court dies, the local government will not only go to war, but also report to the imperial court. If someone comes from the temple, there will be no peace in Jinzhou."

Jiang Yichen said: "So, the Jinzhou government won't do this?"

Mr. Tinglan said: "At least for now, the situation on the border seems to be relatively stable. If the superiors dispatch manpower to thoroughly investigate this matter and the officials oppress them, then many officials in the Jinzhou government will not be able to live comfortably. up.

Furthermore, if something happened to Dishamen, Tiangangmen will definitely not just sit idly by, and Shang Que has already sent a letter, presumably the people from Tiangangmen will arrive in Jinzhou tomorrow.

Regarding the Tiangangmen, the Jinzhou government can ignore it, but if the Tiangangmen represent the twelve gates of Tiansha, the Jinzhou government should treat it strictly. Shang Que has died and pleaded guilty.

In the end, the two sides could only negotiate and report the matter as a feud between the government and the people.

It is reasonable to use a gang to offset the life of a court official.

Dishamen should have been 'eliminated' by the government and ceased to exist.

Everything left by Dishamen in Jinzhou will be taken over by Tiangangmen, and the remaining manpower will naturally belong to Tiangangmen. "

Jiang Yichen said: "So the Dishamen in Jinzhou City survived in name only, it just changed its name to Tiangangmen."

Master Tinglan said: "To be precise, the Twelve Sects of Tiansha will always exist in Jinzhou City."

Jiang Yichen said: "However, the wish-fulfilling hand no longer exists, so what does Jinzhou mean to them?"

Mr. Tinglan said: "The geographical location of Jinzhou is the most important to them. The Twelve Sects of Tiansha will never give up on this strategic point. If they don't get what they want, they will cultivate one, or take advantage of this opportunity to cultivate one." In the spare time, deploy more manpower to prevent loopholes like Dishamen, where the entire gang is dismembered and cannibalized."

Jiang Yichen said: "Then what should I do now?"

Mr. Tinglan said: "Whether it's the Tianxiang Pavilion that made a commotion first, or the Junjun Mansion exploded the pot first, after the government finds out about this, it will immediately seal off the four city gates, allowing entry and not exiting, and investigate the cause and effect of the incident first. some."

Jiang Yichen said: "Then I shouldn't be staying in the city right now."

Master Tinglan said: "Of course, when the whole city is under martial law, if you try to escape, you will always get some lice."

Jiang Yichen thought for a moment and then said, "Then I should go north?"

Mr. Tinglan said: "Bi E is impatient. After receiving the letter from Shang Que, he must rush back all night."

Jiang Yichen said: "But their goods will not be left behind, so he is the only one rushing back."

Mr. Tinglan said: "If you want to get sick, besides staying up all day and night, you will definitely take a shortcut, a shortcut that is not very good."

Jiang Yichen said: "In this way, he will definitely not run into Zheng Yi and Yan Bingqiang who are heading north."

Master Tinglan said: "I'm alone, my mental state is not good, it's dangerous, this is your chance to take him down."

Jiang Yichen naturally understood the first two conditions, but he didn't understand the third condition, so he frowned and said, "What's the danger?"

Master Tinglan said, "Lingxiaodu."

　The fate of this life will continue in the next life.

　　What is love, life and death.

　　If you are with me, I will not envy mandarin ducks or immortals. ————Theme music of "The Legend of the Immortal Sword"

　　

　

(End of this chapter)