My wife, the eldest princess of the demon clan, I recite poems and become a sword god

Chapter 91 Falling Star
Looking at the slender back bathed in the sunset,

Li Cheng couldn't help but grin, feeling sincerely happy for the other party.

anyway,

At the last moment of his life, Xie Tingfeng, who had a fateful life, finally let go of his worries.

The other party sees through the calm attitude of life, and most people cannot take it calmly until death.

After all, a few people are really a deer, and they don't know that they dream of being fish all day long.

The high-spirited roar echoed in the mountains on both sides of the bank and never dissipated for a long time.

Xie Tingfeng turned around quietly, nodded to several people in turn, and finally walked up to the girl in the white dress with reddish eyes:

"Yan Yan, uncle is really leaving this time. Can you send him off with a smile?"

silence for a moment,

Bai Mengyan quietly let go of her senior brother's clothes that had been pinched out of shape, and smiled at Xie Tingfeng, her eyes curled up like cherry blossoms in full bloom in spring:

"Uncle, even if you drink Mengpo soup, don't forget your face."

Li Cheng, who was nearby, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

He was indeed one of the few who heard his junior sister say such domineering words.

"Okay, uncle promises you." Xie Tingfeng smiled slightly, with gentle eyes.

"The words are unfounded, so I hang myself with a hook." The girl stretched out her slender white little finger.

Hearing this, Xie Tingfeng smiled and touched the little finger of her right hand against Bai Mengyan's green-white fingertips.

At the same time, he turned his head to look at Li Cheng casually and said casually:
"Take good care of Yanyan."

"I will, uncle, go all the way." Li Cheng solemnly nodded and agreed in a deep voice.

A young man's promise is worth a thousand dollars.

Smiling with satisfaction, Xie Tingfeng deeply hugged several others in turn.

And at this moment,

The round sunset in the distance slowly sank below the horizon, and a quarter moon quietly hung high in the sky.

The entire sky is divided by the sun and the moon, between half light and half darkness.

Slowly letting go of Xie Yongxu's arms, Xie Tingfeng walked back to the bow of the ship, turned back and looked at Bai Mengyan with a smile:

"Yan Yan, my uncle has forgotten to tell you all these years. In fact, I am also a swordsman, no worse than my parents."

hear this,

But no one in the room felt that the other party was exaggerating, on the contrary, they took it seriously.

How could a swordsman who was less than 40 years old hide in a small building and remain unknown for ten years if he had not suffered from serious illness?

As he spoke, he looked at the girl's sparkling peach blossom eyes. Xie Tingfeng turned to look northwest, his voice arrogant and arrogant:
"Yan Yan, take a look, how does my uncle's sword compare to your father and mother..."

The voice has not fallen,

Xie Tingfeng clenched the hilt of the green sword in his hand and swung the sword with contempt.

Rumble!
The arrogant sword energy cut through the sky, instantly arousing water splashes hundreds of feet high on both sides.

Cut the river with one sword.

With an expression of satisfaction, Xie Tingfeng gently inserted the Zhao Dan Sword on the deck. He turned his head and saw the shock in the girl's peach blossom eyes.

Smiling silently, Xie Tingfeng slowly closed his eyes.

The last ray of the setting sun was completely hidden in the darkness,
Snapped!
The river water falling from the sky slapped on the boat and wetted the thick ink on the girl's forehead.

Xie Tingfeng, who was still on the deck before, disappeared without a trace at the next glance.

The other party's whole body dispersed into tiny shimmers like stars, completely blending into the vast world.

Only the slightly cold Zhaodan Sword was left, standing upright on the bow of the ship silently.

This is the price paid for using the Tianwen Formation.

Relying on the vitality of heaven and earth to return to normal, when the energy returns to heaven and earth, the physical body also disperses and disappears.

Li Cheng pursed the corners of his lips, and silently put his hand on the girl's head to comfort her.

But just when he was about to say something softly, his eyes couldn't help but freeze.

There was a subtle flash of bright color between his eyes.

……

……

The imperial capital, Luoyang City.

As the companion capital of the Jin Dynasty, Luoyang and Chang'an were known as the two capitals, and they were not inferior to Chang'an in all aspects.

Same as Chang'an City,

The layout of Luoyang City is also full of brothels and well organized.

Large and small markets divide Luoyang City, forming thousands of seemingly orderly scenes.

There is a square on the edge of Luoshui River that runs through the city, named Yuji Square.

It can be understood as a street community or a township in the previous life.

Compared with other squares in the city, Yuji Square is a little deserted, and its resident population is not too large.

The reason for this situation lies in the ancestral hall in the southeast corner of Yujifang that has been neglected for a long time.

The ancestral hall was built 17 years ago.

It was originally a living temple built by the people in the village to express their gratitude to the then officials for raising food for the people during the famine years and avoiding the tragedy of Yizi eating.

After the temple was built, everything was peaceful at first, but the incense gradually became more prosperous.

But all this came to an abrupt end ten years ago.

The Si Tianjian magicians who came from Chang'an brutally destroyed the ancestral hall and smashed the stone statues.

Furthermore, they buried 49 demon-suppressing nails as thick as arms under the ancestral hall, and used the nightmare-suppressing technique.

As a result, no grass grows near the ancestral hall, and the wind blows all year round, making it like a ghost land.

For a long time,

The people living in Yujifang also understood something.

It turned out that the former Wei official who saved them from fire and water had a surname of Li and a given name of Xuanji.

The bookkeeper who was following Mr. Li seemed to have a surname of Xie, but I couldn't remember the specific name.

Right now,

The little boy who lived in the yard not far from the ancestral hall listened to his gray-haired grandfather telling this story again.

Cooking smoke curled up.

The woman carrying a pot of steaming vegetable porridge walked out of the kitchen. Seeing this, she couldn't help but stepped forward and lowered her voice:

"Hey! Dad, Xie Ze mentioned this matter again. They all said that the man was a rebel, but Xie Ze just didn't listen.

Don't mention this matter again in the future. I'm asking for help, right? "

When the old man with cloudy eyes heard this, he frowned in dissatisfaction:

"No, I'm not wrong, that boy is a good official, why can't he say it.

I am too old, otherwise I would have to pull out those nails and kick those scoundrels who destroyed the temple to death. "

The woman immediately stamped her feet when she heard this, and she could do nothing about it.

Fortunately, she knew that her father knew what he was doing, and he was as honest as a quail when he walked out of this door.

Most people in Jin Dynasty are so simple.

If those Qingtian gentlemen were kind to them, they would remember it for the rest of their lives.

The little boy who was watching his mother and grandfather arguing suddenly pointed to the sky and grinned:
"Look, there are stars falling."

"Stars, stars, stars, I look like stars, let's eat!"

The woman lowered her head and scolded her son nonchalantly.

The smiling old man followed the direction pointed by his grandson, and his eyes widened in an instant.

I saw a silver sword energy coming from the sky through the clouds, flicking its tail and falling into the ancestral hall.

next moment,
A blinding light instantly erupted in the ancestral hall.

It was so dazzling that it attracted the attention of half of the people in Luoyang City.

With the turbulent air currents, the dusty ancestral hall was instantly razed to the ground.

Smoke is everywhere.

shocking.

……

……

Chang'an City, Si Tianjian.

Jian Zheng, who was sitting high on the top floor of the observatory with his eyes closed and meditating, felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.

Not long after,

His proud disciple hurried upstairs and reported in a deep voice with a complex expression:

"Teacher, the Pond of Luck that was monitoring Henan Road just... exploded."

Jian Zheng:...? !

(End of this chapter)