Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Another battallion is here!

This time, everyone looked in the direction of Yuncheng, and with Ling Tian's eyesight, they directly recognized the incoming person.

Cheng Feiyu!

The only son of the Great General of Zhuangwu, one of the Heaven's Chosen among the younger generation in the Yun Prefecture army that was forced to scald one's hands in Lingnan by Ling Tian!

Different from the team of the Great Sky School, the eventful Aristocratic Family Martial Artist in light armor led by Cheng Feiyu, their mounts are extremely fierce, galloping by, extremely fast, and there are many collisions along the way. , But most of them yelled loudly, or directly flogged them out, extremely arrogant, and they did not rest on the riverside.

Similarly, after Cheng Feiyu got off his mount, he was greeted by a ship that was exactly similar to the Great Skyzong, but the decoration was extremely crude, somewhat similar to a battleship.

"The second generation of these pretending dogs, one by one knew that Chief Jade was coming today, and they all came up!"

Qin Shaoyang smashed his hands and looked at the tall painting boat. Lou Chuan sailed away slowly, feeling bored.

People can have unlimited scenery and travel in style on a big boat, but they can only ride on this willow-like flat boat.

"Hehe, Chief Jade’s face is great. Both the Lower Sect and the Young Master from the Aristocratic Family in the army are here. City Lord Mansion, should they come too?"

Several boatmen talked about it, thinking that although such a scene is rare, it still appears several times a year.

And every time, the three forces of Sect, Aristocratic Family, and Yunhou Mansion, just like the convention, are never absent.

It’s just that every time, maybe the younger generation of dísciple that comes is different that’s all.

Ling Tian pursed his mouth, did not speak. But the ears trembled slightly, and the tip of the eyebrows was also raised.

Qin Shaoyang has not moved either. He wants to see if his big cousin will come to Yunhe today.

Sure enough, 5 minutes passed, and Martial Artists with attendants crowding round from Small Sect and Aristocratic Family came one after another, but in the end, the earth trembled again.

This time is even bigger than the movement brought by Qingtianzong and Cheng Feiyu!

Even the gentle surface of the river was trembling and rippling.

The singing of the piano on the Yunhe also suddenly stopped.

Between Heaven and Earth, only the rumble of horseshoes remained, gradually resounding through the moonlit night.

Everyone was looking towards Yun Prefecture city, and saw a white flood dragon-like car driving team tumbling up, carrying bright fluorescence and strong wind scattering the last clouds. On the river bank.

Ling Tian pupil shrink, in the line of sight, a white and blue Chinese dress, a pure white cloak and a white Gold Jade crown, Yun Yang leaped down from Shen Jun’s white snow war horse, leading Yunhou Mansion’s A kind of Young Master and Lady, gracefully and gracefully walked towards the docked Yunhou Mansion ship.

White Horse Prince, it's nothing more than this.

Countless women screamed in shock, committing a nympho.

This time the boat is different from the luxuriant luxury of the previous paintings of the Great Sky School, and it is also different from the overbearing and arrogant Cheng Feiyu boat.

It is of common origins like the buildings of Yunhou Mansion, with light gold embedded on the white background, luxurious and majestic.

"Yeah, isn't that our cousin Qin Shaoyang and that or whatever the top of the merit list, just this poor, there is a face to Yunhe, I am really not afraid of laughing!"

"hmph, that is, don't look at them, otherwise they would come up and get in with us, that would really be a loss for Yunhou Mansion!"

A crowd of Yunhou Mansion The Young Master and Lady naturally saw Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang in the distance, but they were all contemptuous and didn't want to pay attention to them.

Yun Yang, who was walking with the wind, suddenly cast a glance, but just swept over Ling Tian and disappeared in the building.

That glance made Ling Tian's heart like a sharp sword pierced.

Indifferent and disdainful, just like looking at an ant, without a trace of emotion.

Ling Tian once felt this kind of gaze, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Bah! Selling sesame seeds, I don’t even bother with your broken ship, so big and unreliable, fool!"

Qin Shaoyang screamed at the big ship of Yunhou Mansion With a spit, he pointed at the old man who had just spoken and said: "old man, I think your boat is still big here, you are the only one! Find a good place for Young Master to stop, and you will need your spirit coins!"

"hehe, yeah, look at you!"

The old man is overjoyed, he helped Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang on his own small painting boat, his hands rose in vitality, and urged Slowly walking towards the center of Yunhe with the painting boat.

See this, Ling Tian is also clicking one's tongue in wonder.

Secretly thought that the boatmen in Yun Prefecture all have strengths comparable to those of the late Piquan period, which is really incomparable to Lingnan.

This painting boat is actually not too small. It is about ten zhang long and three feet wide. On the front deck, there is a desk. On both sides, there are large chairs with wide backs sitting opposite each other. All around are embedded with lights. The breeze is blowing slowly, and the walk is extremely gentle on the river. .

"Young Master, I think your appearance is extraordinary, you must be a talent from another place, this time, do you also want to compete with the pride of Yun Prefecture?"

The boatman asked while controlling the boat.

"Why, do you have to compare poems every time?" Ling Tian asked back.

"Of course, I said it was a moon-viewing party to celebrate the Moonlight Festival, but every time, they would try it out. Anyway, if they didn't really do it, no one can control it."

The old man talked eloquently, said with a smile: "Furthermore, Chief Yu likes poems the most, and he never looks at people by his life experience. As long as the poems are well written and get her heart, he will be invited by her to enter the boat. Xu, this is the honor of all the Young Masters who come here, yearn for something even in dreams! After all, I can’t beat it, but I don’t think it is bad, but don’t you think it’s not bad?"

Ling Tian nodded, be regarded as the default.

What the old man said is very reasonable. Perhaps Heaven's Chosen of Three Great Influences is above Martial Dao and can suppress everyone, but if it is a poem, it has nothing to do with Martial Dao aptitude. Up.

Looking at the three huge ships in the distance, Ling Tian's mouth gradually bends.

Is it better than poetry, that would be easier.

So, I will use the culture of the past five thousand years to meet you.

"Brother Tian?" Qin Shaoyang also saw the smile that appeared on Ling Tian's face, and said: "This time, can we slap the face?"

Ling Tian Picking up the hot tea filled by Qin Shaoyang, blowing gently, listening to the sound of the piano that suddenly sounded from a distance, like the sound of the sky, slowly speaking.

"Of course, we come to Yun Prefecture, just to slap them in the face!"