Huangxiu

Chapter 885 Encounter
She left the Prince Consort's residence and strolled around the city, letting her horse run free.

The surroundings are bustling and noisy, with all kinds of shops and restaurants brightly lit, and the sounds of stringed instruments and loud laughter are endless.

The abyss she had experienced before made her feel calm and peaceful, as if she could let go of everything in the world.

Coming to this prosperous world now, her mood slowly returned to liveliness.

Only then did she suddenly understand why Chu Zhiyuan asked her to go out for fun.

This kind of reconciliation is indeed necessary, otherwise, you will be trapped in it and unable to extricate yourself, which will greatly affect the operation of your own mental method.

She couldn't help but think of the Luoyuan Sword Technique and couldn't help but marvel at its magical power.

The magic lies not in the sword moves, but in the sword intent, using the intent to defeat the enemy.

The same move, directly condensing the meaning of the abyss through sword moves, engulfing the opponent and making him fall deeply into it and lose his perception.

This effect is similar to an illusion, but it is far superior to an illusion.

Compared with the sword techniques he had practiced before, this kind of sword technique is not of the same style, or even at the same level.

It is the path to a higher level, it is touching the threshold of entering the void.

She walked leisurely and suddenly felt free.

This is a feeling of freedom that comes after one's strength has been improved, and one feels that the world is so big that one can explore anywhere.

After mastering the Luoyuan Sword Technique, she felt that her strength had greatly improved.

It is no longer a burden. As long as you comprehend it carefully, you can quickly improve your realm and reach the next level.

She was in a great mood, so she went to a restaurant, found a seat by the window, sat down, and ordered a pot of good wine and two dishes.

Drinking wine and eating food at the same time, feeling relaxed and happy.

She had a beautiful face, her face like a lotus. After drinking, she looked even more beautiful under the light.

The long sword hanging from her slender waist did not add enough deterrence to her.

She was too lazy to pay attention to the burning gazes around her.

Since the appearance of the Heavenly Cave, a large number of martial arts masters have flocked into the imperial city.

These masters are a mixed bunch, from all walks of life.

Experts who have stayed in the imperial city for a long time will become obedient.

And those who had just arrived had never experienced the beatings in the imperial city.

They all have a look of inexperienced people, and think they can act recklessly just because they have martial arts skills.

She heard that martial arts masters often molested women in the imperial city, and she despised it very much.

Now seeing the looks and expressions of the men around me, I feel extremely disgusted and don't bother to pay attention to them.

Just pretend you can’t see it.

Her eyes fell on the table next to her.

Sitting at the adjacent table were two women, dressed in white as white as snow, with their faces covered with white gauze, revealing only a pair of bright eyes like clear water.

Her bright eyes sparkle like the light of pearls, and you can tell that she is a beauty.

The two women looked at her and nodded with a smile.

Fu Zheng nodded and smiled. Suddenly, she felt that the two girls' eyes were somewhat friendly, so she stood up and walked closer, clasping her fists and said, "I am Fu Zheng from the Twelfth Prince Consort's Mansion. I wonder who the two girls are...?"

"The Twelve Prince Consorts' Mansion?" The two women were startled, looked at each other with their bright eyes, and smiled.

Fu Zheng nodded gently: "That's right, the two girls have extraordinary temperaments, they must be from famous families."

The two girls took off their white veils, revealing two beautiful faces with sweet smiles.

"Mo Qing from the Chaofeng Sword Sect."

"Lu Qingyuan from the Chaofeng Sword Sect."

The two women used secret sound transmission, which went directly into Fu Zheng's ears.

Her bright eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the sweet and charming woman with an oval face in surprise: "Miss Lu...Miss Lu?"

"It's me." Lu Qingyuan said with a smile, "I've heard of the name of the Twelfth Prince Consort for a long time."

The Twelfth Prince Consort is not very famous among the people, and his reputation in the martial arts world is not that great either.

But among the four major clans and the royal family, his reputation is well-known and cannot be avoided.

Not only is he famous, he is also extremely low-key. He usually stays at home and does not socialize or attend parties.

Therefore, not many people actually come into contact with him, which makes him shrouded in a layer of mystery.

Low-key, powerful, and somewhat mysterious.

As a true disciple of the Chaofeng Sword Sect, Lu Qingyuan was also very curious about Chu Zhiyuan.

As soon as he heard that Fu Zheng was from Chu Zhiyuan's mansion, he immediately revealed his identity.

The status of the Chaofeng Sword Sect disciples is noble, but no matter how noble they are, they are not as noble as the Ninth Prince and the Twelve Prince Consorts. "I didn't expect..." Fu Zheng said in surprise: "Miss Lu, are you out of seclusion?"

As far as she knew, Lu Qingyuan had been in seclusion since he received the inheritance, working hard to pass it on.

It is this set of Luoyuan Sword Technique.

"I just came out of retreat to take a break." Lu Qingyuan said, "Practicing all the time is not the right way after all."

"If you keep practicing, your hair will be gone." Mo Qing said with a smile: "No matter how important martial arts is, it is not as important as appearance."

Lu Qingyuan said angrily: "Senior Sister Mo!"

Fu Zheng's gaze couldn't help but fall on Lu Qingyuan's cloud-like hair.

Lu Qingyuan said: "I did lose a lot of hair, it was really torturous."

Fu Zheng nodded: "Miss Lu is really amazing."

Being able to comprehend the Luoyuan Sword Technique by himself, he is indeed worthy of being a disciple of the Chaofeng Sword Sect.

I couldn't comprehend it myself. After reading it, I felt confused and unable to think.

This is the difference in qualifications.

She admired Lu Qingyuan very much and her eyes were shining.

At this moment, a handsome young man stood up, waved a folding fan and came closer, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Greetings, three ladies."

Lu Qingyuan frowned slightly.

Mo Qing asked calmly: "Who are you?"

"I am Zhao Changge from the Tiannan Sect."

"Well, Mr. Zhao, we have something to talk about. Go and do your own thing." Mo Qing said.

Zhao Changge was startled: "Who are these three girls...?"

Mo Qing looked disgusted and waved his hands impatiently.

Zhao Changge's face darkened slightly.

He turned his head to look at his three companions, who were looking at him jokingly.

Zhao Changge said in a deep voice: "This girl, isn't this too rude?"

Mo Qing was annoyed: "Is it rude of you to interrupt me? Don't get in the way, just go away!"

Zhao Changge's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "This girl..."

Fu Zheng said, "Mr. Zhao, it's inappropriate for you to talk to a woman without permission. We don't want to pay attention to you. What do you want to do? Are you going to teach us a lesson?"

Zhao Changge said slowly: "Then please give me some advice, ladies."

He opened his folding fan and made a starting gesture.

"Hey." Mo Qing laughed: "What a shameless guy, he deserves to be punished!"

Fu Zheng smiled and said, "Sister Mo, Sister Lu, let me do it."

The Tiannan Sect is indeed not an ordinary sect, it can be considered first-rate, so Zhao Changge is so confident.

Unfortunately, what he encountered were the Chaofeng Sword Sect and the Prince Consort's Mansion.

Of course I want to make friends with the disciples of Chaofeng Sword Sect.

This kind of trouble is the easiest to deal with.

She stood up and walked to Zhao Changge, unsheathed her sword, and said calmly, "Young Master Zhao, please come in."

"Please!" Zhao Changge clasped his fists solemnly and waved his folding fan.

Suddenly, several clear rays of light shot out, and the fanning technique was quite impressive.

Fu Zheng swung the sword lightly, and the clear light instantly disappeared in mid-air.

Zhao Changge continued to fan.

Fu Zheng simply waved the sword lightly, and the clear light disappeared into the air, as silently as a mud cow entering the sea.

Zhao Changge flashed and was about to appear behind Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng swung his sword backwards, and Zhao Changge suddenly stopped and did not move.

His eyes were empty, as if he was lost in thought, or lost in memories.

Fu Zheng lightly touched his forehead with the tip of the sword and then withdrew it.

Zhao Changge woke up suddenly, his face changed drastically, and then he broke out in sweat.

Fu Zheng shook her head gently: "Not even a single blow can be sustained."

She sheathed her sword and turned around to see Lu Qingyuan and Mo Qing staring at her in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)