Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

"Are you looking for me?"

Chengfeng suddenly appeared under the locust tree and looked at Gongsun Tainiang who was in deep thought with a smile.

"you……"

Gongsun Tainiang was startled, raised her head and glanced around, then she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chengfeng with a complicated expression.

"Why are you here? Didn't you leave with the troupe?"

Gongsun Tainiang's tone was filled with a hint of surprise and caution. Her eyes flickered, as if she was assessing the situation.

"Don't worry, I'm the only one here."

Seeing Gongsun Tainiang's cautious look, Chengfeng raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled.

"You should know that I won't harm you. Otherwise, I wouldn't let you go so easily that day."

Gongsun Tainiang pondered for a moment, nodded, but there was doubt in her words.

"I didn't expect that your level of cultivation could be hidden in the music studio."

"What is your purpose? Why did you stop me that day?"

"I don't have any purpose, I just like music." Chengfeng said with a smile.

"Just liking music? I don't believe it."

Gongsun Tainiang was obviously not satisfied with Chengfeng's answer. She narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing doubt.

Chengfeng spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Believe it or not. As for my intervention that day, I had no choice."

"The Queen summoned me to the palace. If she was assassinated, I would definitely be involved."

After a pause, Chengfeng continued: "Although I don't care, it is an unbearable burden for the Hengda Song and Dance Troupe. I think you should understand my difficulties."

Gongsun Tainiang didn't comment, her brows slightly frowned, "How did you know I would come here?"

Cheng Feng crossed his arms and said mysteriously, "I said I have a sixth sense, do you believe it?"

"Don't give me that!"

Gongsun Tainiang snorted, "I know your cultivation is more advanced than mine. I also know that you held back that day. So, I didn't make things difficult for you."

Cheng Feng nodded, "Maybe you are not my opponent, but if you say so, you are also half my master, I still want to thank you."

Gongsun Tainiang was slightly stunned, "When did I become half of your master?"

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "The wonderful sword dance you performed on the stage that day gave me a new understanding of swordsmanship. If this isn't half a master, then what is it?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Gongsun Tainiang's eyes. "I didn't expect you to be so perceptive. But don't get complacent. The road to becoming a swordsman is still long."

Cheng Feng said seriously, "I understand, but your swordsmanship is indeed exquisite. If there is a chance, I hope you can give me some pointers on the way of the sword."

The performance on the stage actually inspired the people in front of her, which was something Gongsun Tainiang had not expected.

To be honest, it's not an exaggeration to consider him half a master.

This seemingly ambiguous relationship actually made Gongsun Tainiang feel a little bit closer to Chengfeng.

After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "It seems that you are still sincere. If we are destined to meet in the future, perhaps I will consider it."

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "It's a deal. I hope you've let go of your hatred when we meet next time."

"Anyway, there are very few queens as frugal as Dugu Jialuo in history. Why did you want to assassinate her?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Gongsun Tainiang frowned slightly.

Cheng Feng shook his head. "I'm just curious, why did you want to assassinate the queen? There seems to be a hidden story behind this."

Gongsun Tainiang pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"It's okay to tell you. The reason I want to kill her is because she killed my savior, Yuchi Chifan."

As she said this, Gongsun Tainiang's eyes suddenly turned cold. She clenched her hands, her voice filled with anger and sadness.

"Yuchi Chifan was the queen of the previous dynasty. When I was in the most difficult time, she helped me and gave me the courage and hope to live."

"Later, she was taken into the palace by Yang Jian. However, Dugu Jialuo brutally killed her for her own selfish reasons."

"I must avenge Yuchi Chifan and make Dugu Jialuo pay a heavy price."

After hearing what Gongsun Da Niang said, Cheng Feng's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that there was such a grudge behind this.

However, it is also understood that among the women in the palace, there will inevitably be some conflicts, which seems to be unavoidable.

He sighed softly and said, "Although you are a sword immortal, you have already alerted the enemy."

"The road to revenge ahead will be long and difficult. Are you sure this is the path you want to take?"

Gongsun Tainiang nodded, her face showing determination.

"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will seek justice for Yuchi Chifan. Even if it costs me my life, I will do it."

Looking at Gongsun Tainiang's determined eyes, Chengfeng felt a complex emotion in his heart.

I know in my heart that once some people decide on something, they will go all the way without hesitation.

No matter whether the road ahead is full of thorns or wind and rain, it cannot stop them from moving forward.

Faced with Gongsun Tainiang's determination, Chengfeng didn't know how to persuade her and just shook his head helplessly.

"Well, then! I don't want to interfere in your affairs. I came here just to tell you why I intercepted you in the palace. I hope you won't blame me."

Gongsun Tainiang nodded, "Your reasons are reasonable. I won't argue with you."

Chengfeng smiled and said, "Well, I should go now. I hope to see you again in the future!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, turned around and disappeared into the morning light.

After Chengfeng left, the two never met again.

Gongsun Tainiang also failed to achieve revenge.

After the last failed assassination attempt, Prince of Jin Yang Guang hired a special person named Luo for Dugu Jialuo.

His profound magical powers and mysterious methods became a huge obstacle on Gongsun Tainiang's road to revenge.

He was like an insurmountable mountain, standing between Gongsun Tainiang and Dugu Jialuo.

In one battle, Gongsun Tainiang was easily defeated by him.

Her disheveled figure gradually disappeared in the battle, and she died and disappeared from the world.

Her sword and her hatred were both shattered in that moment of failure.

……

Yang Jian fell into drunkenness again, a state of intoxication that made him forget all worldly worries and only wish to stay drunk forever and not wake up.

The Concubine Mi in front of me is gentle and charming.

She carefully prepared a delicious dish of Yellow River carp for Yang Jian.

The fish skin is golden and crispy, and the fish meat is tender and juicy. Paired with a few dishes of exquisite and delicious side dishes, it is undoubtedly a double feast for the eyes and taste.

The aroma of wine filled the air, and two jars of Xinghua Village wine stood quietly beside the table, as if telling a thousand-year story, waiting for the taste of those who are interested.

Looking at the table full of delicious food and wine, Yang Jian's drinking spirit instantly flourished like weeds blown by the spring breeze.

He picked up the jar of Xinghuacun without hesitation and drank it in one gulp.

The wine slid down his throat, bringing a burning sensation, but it also ignited the passion and indulgence in his heart.

After the incident with the water viper, Yang Jian did not go back, but stayed in Hebo Mansion for nearly a month.

During this period, he and Concubine Mi spent every day together. In addition to drinking wine and discussing poetry, they also spent their days in love.

During this short and beautiful time, they seemed to have forgotten the constraints of the world and only wanted to indulge themselves and not wake up.

Mi Fei has been silent for more than two thousand years, and her passion is like a volcano that has been suppressed for too long.

Once it explodes, it will be enough to burn everything to ashes.

Yang Jian clearly felt her deep affection and desire for him.

It was an emotion that transcended time and space, making him unable to resist and unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, Yang Jian held the wine glass in one hand and hugged Mi Fei tightly in the other hand, his face filled with indescribable excitement and satisfaction.

"Where did this wild man come from? Let me go!"

The angry shout was like a bolt from the blue, awakening Yang Jian, who was so drunk that he didn't know the way home.