How many times rose flowers

It is already summer in Yingzhou, the long street at night is not cold, the cool breeze blowing on the face makes people sober up a lot.A "boy" in red turned into an alley and entered a tavern.

"Xiaoer, a pot of Qionghua juice."

"This...my lord, Qionghua juice is expensive, it is only for the nobles in the palace to drink, and the small shop is poor..." Xiaoer stammered, but the "boy" understood what he meant.

"Then bring your best wine here." While speaking, a silver ingot was slapped on the table.

After drinking several jugs of spirits, the "boy" was a little tipsy.The mask on his face fell off, revealing his original appearance.The almond eyes are slightly narrowed, the cheeks are slightly flushed, very handsome and cute.

"This...is a girl?" "Why would a girl come to a place like a tavern?" "Don't tell me, this girl is really pretty."

The eyes of all the drinkers fell on the girl disguised as a man.Feeling the gazes of the crowd, the girl felt a little uncomfortable, raised her chaotic eyes, and looked at the crowd.

That girl was none other than His Royal Highness Ninth Princess Hua Ci who "run away from home wronged".

A drunk young man boldly stepped forward and reached out to touch her cheek, but Hua Ci grabbed his wrist.Even though she was a little drunk, her reaction speed was not much slower.With such an unknown person, you also want to take advantage of her?What a joke.

"My lord, does my face look good?" After discovering the woman's identity, Hua Ci simply stopped hiding and teased.

The drunk son looked at her obsessively, smiled and nodded.

"Then dig out these eyes and give them to me?"

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On the other side, Jixue was lying on the eaves of the inn with a bottle of aged osmanthus wine in his hand.

"Putting a knife to cut off the water makes the water flow more, raise a glass to relieve the sorrow and make the sorrow more sorrowful⑴." The drunkenness was evident in the words, and the dark green clothes shone brightly under the moonlight.Jixue laughed at herself and took another sip of wine.

"That young man on the eaves looks so handsome." Under the eaves, several girls whispered.Jixue didn't wear a bamboo hat, and because of the distance, the people under the eaves couldn't hear Jixue's words. She was dressed in men's clothes again, and she was mistaken for a handsome young man from some family.

Under the eaves of the inn, a "boy" in red wearing a silver fox mask walked up to a room on the second floor.

Seeing Huaci finally returned, Jixue got down from the eaves and followed.Speaking of which, she was sitting on the eaves to wait for Huaci to come back.

Jixue followed Huaci to the front of the room, Huaci looked at the dark room next door, shook her head, walked into her own room, and closed the door tightly.

"Ah Jiu." After hesitating for a while, she still knocked on Huaci's door.

"What are you doing?" Hua Ci's voice was undisguised and hoarse, obviously drunk.

Jixue's drunkenness had long since been blown away by the cool wind on the eaves, and at this moment she clearly realized that Hua Ci was in a bad state.

"Ah Jiu, I'm coming in." Jixue pushed open the door all of a sudden, and the smell of alcohol filled the room.Hua Ci lay on the ground, squinting his eyes tiredly.

"Ah Jiu, what did you do?" Jixue said angrily.

"Hee hee, I dug out a pair of eyes and drank five jugs of wine." Huaci gestured with her hand, stretching out four fingers.

Well, Her Royal Highness Ninth Princess is really drunk, so drunk that she can't even distinguish "five" from "four".

Jixue didn't bother to ask what exactly happened, and took the temperature between the foreheads with her hands.

Tsk, it's scorchingly hot.

Jixue took out a wet towel and put it on her forehead, and asked Xiaoer to bring a bowl of rice porridge.She cooled the porridge and fed it into Hua Ci's mouth with a spoon.

After feeding the rice porridge, Jixue was about to leave when Hua Ci tightly grasped her hand.Just as Jixue broke off her hand, she heard Hua Ci say:

"Sister Immortal, Ah Jiu wants to hear your story..."

At first, Jixue thought that she had heard it wrong, how could Princess Jiu have such a childish side.Thinking of someone running away from home in aggrieved manner in the afternoon, she felt that it might be true.

So she, a person who had never heard others tell stories to herself, told Ah Jiu a story.

"Once upon a time, there was a little girl. Her mother died just a few months after she was born, and she lived alone on the street. Later..." Jixue didn't make up anything, and simply told the story of her own childhood.After the story was finished, Hua Ci seemed to have fallen asleep.

But when Jixue was about to leave, Huaci spoke again:

"Sister Immortal, don't go..." The voice was so soft that Jixue couldn't bear to refuse.

"Don't leave me... okay?" Hua Ci was still talking in her sleep, her eyes were closed, she didn't look like the Ninth Princess of the Ghost Clan, but like a coquettish child.

Alright, who can leave such a lovely Ninth Princess alone?Jixue sighed to herself, and resigned herself to staying by the bed to watch over her.

Ji Xue kept watch over her all night.

The next morning, Jixue was woken up by the movement outside the inn.Yesterday, she was guarding Ah Jiu and fell asleep beside her without knowing it.

There was still chatter downstairs, Jixue no longer felt sleepy, and looked out the window.

The motorcades in the market were bustling with gongs and drums, and a magnificent carriage was at the back, surrounded by a crowd of people, moving forward slowly.

There were some accidents on the road in front of the carriage, and an old woman knelt on the ground, crying relentlessly.She didn't have any injuries on her body, she probably came to touch porcelain.

"Come here, take a look, it's unreasonable, you are vainly claiming to be famous and decent, but you dare not admit it when you bump into me, my old woman?" The old woman said while wiping tears that didn't exist at all.

During the conversation, the curtain of the carriage was raised, and the person in the carriage said: "What happened outside?"

Hearing this voice, Jixue's heart trembled fiercely.It was this person, the person Jixue recognized even when he turned into ashes, the real culprit who murdered Master—Elder Zhaohe.Subconsciously, she wanted to rush out to ask for an explanation, but someone grabbed her hand tightly.

"Sister Immortal, I heard that Zhaohe is going to hold a banquet at Xiuyuan Gate today, and feast the guests all over the world. I wonder if Elder Sister Immortal is interested?" She understood what she meant: revealing his true face at the banquet of the elder Showa is the most thorough revenge.

In the evening, Jixue put on a disguise, followed the new head of Yanguimen, His Excellency Huaci, and took a greeting card from someone who didn't know where, and got on the carriage to Xiuyuanmen.

The disciples of Xiuyuanmen didn't know Huaci, they just thought they were young ladies from some small sect.Seeing their greeting cards, I just let go.On the way to the main hall, Jixue was in a daze, and Xiuyuanmen seemed to be the same as it was a few months ago.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the main hall. Elder Zhaohe, no, the head of the hall stood in front of the main hall with a kind and solemn look to welcome the guests.From time to time, a familiar head would chat and laugh with him, and he would greet him with a smile on his face.

"I've met the master." Seeing him, Huaci pretended to salute seriously, and Jixue also bowed her head slightly.

"The two ladies are..." Showa obviously didn't know Huaci, nor did he recognize Jixue in disguise, the embarrassment and doubt in his eyes flashed away.

"I'm Yujiu, a disciple of the outer sect of Yangui Sect. This is my friend." Huaci lied without blinking.

Everyone came, even though they were only outer disciples, because of face, Showa couldn't drive them away.So for the sake of Hua Ci's pretty face, the two of them were left behind and a remote seat was arranged.

Soon, the guests were seated and the banquet began.

All kinds of delicacies are displayed on the long table, including mountain delicacies and wild mussels.The singer danced gracefully, waving her sleeves, showing all kinds of charm.The sound of the music is beautiful, as if it can circle the beam for three days without end.What a scene of singing and dancing.

"Today's banquet, you don't have to be formal, you can do whatever you want."

Zhaohe sat in the center, chatting happily with several elders sitting next to him. Some young princes looked at Huaci from time to time, their eyes full of admiration.

Hua Ci showed disgust, said "Excuse me", and left the banquet.Jixue took a jug of wine casually and followed her in two or three steps.

Soon, a fire rose fell on Huaci's ear, and news of the banquet came.After Huaci heard the news, the corner of her mouth raised a slight arc.

"We don't need to act now, the good show has already been staged. Sister Shenxian, go back to watch the play?" Huaci said.

As soon as he returned to the banquet, he saw an old woman in ragged clothes rushing in regardless of the obstruction of the disciples outside.With sharp eyes, Jixue recognized the old woman who touched porcelain in the morning.

The old woman half-kneeled on the floor of the main hall, tears streaming down like beads of broken thread, she only heard her say: "I don't know if the master still remembers the old body?"

"Get up quickly, is there anything you can't talk about?" Zhaohe obviously remembered that he had met her in the morning, but it was hard to say it directly because of face.

"The three disciples of Xiuyuanmen killed thirteen lives of the old man's family in the name of helping them. How can we talk about this well?" The old woman raised her head, Jixue was astonished, the old The woman was Mrs. Zhang from Chaoling Town.How could a person who was once so magnificent become what he is now?

"What do you mean—" Zhaohe tried to maintain his dignity, but did not attack.

"Justice rests in the hearts of the people! Call the three disciples out and ask them, and they will know everything." Some people complained.

"May I ask the names of those three disciples, and which elders are they?" Zhaohe asked.He purposely pretended to be ignorant, and only waited for the old woman to tell the names of the three people, and then said that the three had defected, and sent the old woman away with some money.

"One of them is called 'Ji Xue'." The old woman stopped crying suddenly, her eyes full of resentment.

"This Jixue..." Zhaohe was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice. He looked up, and the person who interrupted him was a young girl with bright phoenix eyes. The young girl was wearing a dark green dress, which is very common Civilian dress.

"You kept saying that Jixue killed your whole family. I have a question. Why did you survive the fourteen members of your family?" the girl asked.

"I happened to go out to visit the market that day, and only found out that my family had passed away after I came back." The old lady obviously lacked momentum.

"Oh, how did you know that the murderer is Jixue, a disciple of Xiuyuan Sect?" the girl asked with great interest.Once this loophole came out, the old lady would not be able to justify herself.

"You... who are you, why does the old man answer you, who knows if you are a spy?" The old woman was confused.

The girl tore off the mask on her face, revealing her original face.Red lips and white teeth, picturesque eyebrows, it is Jixue in disguise.Hua Ci stared at her without saying a word.

"Xiuyuanmen Nianhua Peak sends the snow to the chief under the seat of Elder Yao, and asks Zhu Jun to be well." Jixue looked at the surrounding people with a smirk, and leaned slightly.

The guests were all startled, they drew out their swords and pointed them at Jixue.Huaci took out the folding fan from his sleeve and put it in front of Jixue.

Several older elders saw through Huaci's identity, but Huaci was not in a panic, imitating Jixue's appearance, and leaned slightly: "Yangui Sect head Yu Jiu, I wish Zhu Jun well."

The voice fell, and no one made a sound for a while.

"Look, Jixue and Yu Jiu are colluding together, they must have colluded in advance!" I don't know which one boldly opened his mouth, and the next second, the head fell to the ground, Huaci looked at the bright red on the white paper fan, and frowned.

Zhaohe stood up suddenly, and a hidden arrow flew out of his sleeve and shot the old woman in the heart.The old woman spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

In the next second, the cold sword touched his neck.

"Showa, you finally dare to admit it?"

"Admit? Okay, I admit. I set off the fire, and I killed your master. Master Liu is cowardly and useless. I will replace him and do justice for the sky." Zhaohe showed a mad look, "But Jixue, do you dare to admit that you have nothing to do with Your Excellency Yu Jiu? Don't you dare!"

After saying that, Showa bumped into the sword on his neck, fell to the ground, and closed his eyes.

All the people in the audience rushed forward filled with righteous indignation, as if wanting to seek justice for Zhaohe, they pointed their long swords at Jixue and Huaci.

"It didn't turn out to be a good show, but there was a lot of trouble." Jixue glanced helplessly at Huaci next to him, "Your Excellency, is the fight going?"

"Fight." While speaking, the swords collided with each other, making a violent sound.

A long sword stabbed towards Jixue, but Jixue turned around to avoid it, and the saber in her hand collided with the long sword.The long sword did not intend to stop at all, and the sword energy was like a rainbow in the sky, only advancing and not retreating.Jixue turned the blade of the sword in his hand, turning into a stream of light, saw the right moment, and attacked forward.

The opponent cleverly defuses her offensive, and the long sword quickly turned in one direction, coupled with the white sword energy that seemed to be floating like clouds, seemingly disorganized, but actually concealed murderous intentions.

Flowing Cloud Sword Baihong.

Jixue gradually began to struggle, and beads of sweat oozed from the forehead.

No, you can't lose.A voice in my heart said.

"Hold your breath and concentrate, gather the spiritual power of your whole body at one point, and strike the sword like a long wind breaking dawn, with no distractions, so that you can reach the fastest speed." Elder Xiang Yao's voice seemed to ring in his ears again.

She gathered the spiritual power of her whole body on the tip of the sword, and the long sword stabbed at the opponent quickly.Fast as the wind, leaving no room.

Nian Huajian Changfeng.

The moment the sword touched his neck, he didn't dodge.He could only hear him laughing out loud, tearing off the disguise on his face - he was the head of Liu.

"You really deserve to be the child Xiang Yao likes." Master Liu, covered in blood, patted Jixue's shoulder.The long sword fell to the ground, and Master Liu fell to the ground.Jixue hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Master!" Jixue exclaimed.

As soon as the sound came out, everyone stopped fighting and looked at Head Liu.Head Liu didn't have any expression on his face, maybe it was because he knew that he was going to die soon.

"Everyone in Xiuyuanmen obeys orders." Head Liu said with a sigh of relief, "I know that the end is approaching, and it cannot be reused. Today, the head of the door is located at Nianhua Peak to send snow to the chief under the seat of Elder Yao. Send snow, hope You have made great efforts to govern, and you have lived up to my reputation of cultivating Yuanmen."

"Jixue would like to follow the order of the head." Jixue knelt in front of the head of Liu, bowed and kowtowed.

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down.

Head Liu had been busy all his life, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered this sentence. The word "Xiuyuan" was taken out from Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" by the sage who founded Xiuyuanmen, and it has infinite deep meaning.His Liuyun sword was superb, but he still couldn't understand what the word "Xiuyuan" meant.

How sad.How ridiculous.

Head Liu suddenly smiled, like a newborn child.He slowly closed his eyes.

"Kang-kuang-" the death knell rang.

With the ringing of the bell, Master Liu ended his life.

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⑴From Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xietiaolou Farewell to School Secretary Shuyun"

⑵From Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"