Death Princess

Leng Tong is very familiar with this sword path, it is very similar to Zhao Lushi three days ago, but in comparison, this sword has no killing intent, but has a majestic momentum that can swallow everything.

The sword moves are very simple and straight. Jian and Zhi Lengtong can know his next move without thinking about it, but the real difference lies in this. He knows the direction and direction of the opponent's next move, but Lengtong can't dodge it at all. Can't stop it.In just three moves, Leng Tong fell into a desperate situation. At this time, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh and found that the opponent's weapon was not a sword at all, but a bamboo stick with the head not sharpened.

After seeing clearly the weapon used by the opponent, Leng Tong's assassin's instinct once again made her make dangerous moves, opening up her vitals, just to take the opponent's head.But something unexpected happened again, just when Leng Tong's double knives were about to touch the opponent's neck, and when the opponent's bamboo strip was about to penetrate Leng Tong's chest, something hit the blade in Leng Tong's hand, and the blade instantly Frozen, the next moment, a pair of knives were shattered.

The bamboo stick just touched Lengtong's left shoulder acupoint lightly, but Lengtong's legs went limp in pain, and he curled up on the ground.

The pain in his left shoulder stimulated the memory of his brain, blending the scene before him with what happened ten years ago.

Yes, it was the same on that day ten years ago.Something flying in the distance collided with the blade that was cutting towards him, the blade froze in an instant, and shattered in the next moment.The only difference is that at that time the tip of the knife was facing him, but today the handle of the knife is in his hand.

Spiritual power, cold spiritual power.

Leng Tong remembered these words again, her eyes widened, and she looked at the person in front of her with a sudden realization.

"It's been such a personal experience," Chaoqing waved the bamboo strip deliberately, letting Han Lingli completely freeze the bamboo strip, and then shattered it into ice slag in front of Leng Tong, before continuing, "But the answer A lot of doubts in your mind? Mystery, spiritual power, Yijiao, spirit clan, or what you call 'evil clan' and 'sorcery'."

Spirit race, evil race.

At the beginning, it was Yijiao who slaughtered his village, but it was the flying ice crystal that saved him who was under the knife.So to say……

"Secret technique is equivalent to spiritual power, but the spirit clan is very different from the Yi sect?" Sitting on the ground with his hands covering his shoulders, Leng Tong met Chaoqing's gaze, "As for the title of 'evil clan', it's just ..." The more I said, the more regretful I felt in my heart.

Leng Tong couldn't believe it, he had doubted Chao Lu and regarded her as a mother-killing enemy!

After seeing Qing Leng Tong's expression, Chao Qing nodded slightly, and said, "Follow me." Then he turned and walked deep into the bamboo forest, regardless of whether Leng Tong could keep up.

Today's weather is extremely clear, but for some reason, there is a thick fog in the depths of the bamboo forest.The further you go in, the thicker the fog becomes, and when it becomes extremely thick, Leng Tong can no longer see his limbs, see the figure in front of him clearly, let alone where he is.She just walked forward based on her feeling, following the guide who didn't know if she still existed.

Suddenly, a wind from nowhere blows away the fog in front of me.Everything in front of him suddenly became clear.

"Here we are." The person who led the way appeared in front again, "This is here."

here...

Looking around, Leng Tong saw one after another neatly arranged tombstones, seemingly endless.

Shock.

"here it is……"

"The cemetery of the Phantom Spirit Clan." Zhao Qing's voice carried a kind of pain that is not difficult to detect, "Perhaps to be more accurate, the one in front of you is the cemetery of the Chao Family, the main family of the Phantom Spirit Clan."

Phantom Spirit Clan, Chao Family.

Leng Tong didn't fully understand, but she didn't ask.

Chao Qing turned her head and glanced at Leng Tong, she seemed a little surprised that Leng Tong didn't ask, but she didn't speak again, but walked lightly along the edge of the cemetery to one of the tombstones.

He stopped, without explaining to Leng Tong, Chao Qing raised the corner of his robe, and knelt down in front of the tombstone, "Uncle, Aunt, Qing'er is here." He took out something and put it in his mouth.

Leng Tong knows it and has seen it, because Zhao Lu once put something made of straw into this shape in front of her mother's tombstone.Morning Dew called it: Silver Flute Flower.

A familiar tune rang in his ears, it was played by Chaoqing with real silver flute flowers.

"It was originally a kind of flower, a kind of flower that could be played, but I just made grass into its shape. These are things from my hometown, a song from my hometown, a song that can let the dead rest in peace; The flowers of my hometown are the flowers that bloom only in my hometown.”

Chaolu, is this the hometown you speak of?

Slowly, Leng Tong knelt behind Chao Qing.

She saw two names on the tombstone: Chao Lingshuo and Feng Yu.

A married couple, surnamed Chao, were called "Uncle" and "Aunt" by Chaoqing, the suzerain of the Sword Sect.

Leng Tong's eyelids twitched.

"Is it so difficult to call my cousin? Although I am your cousin according to the seniority of the genealogy, but according to the seniority of the blood, I am really your cousin, Xiao Shuangxue, you are not bad." Morning dew's voice.

At the end of the song, Chaoqing carefully placed the silver flute flower beside the tombstone.

"Here," Chao Qing stood up, looking down at Leng Tong, "it's the tomb of Luer's biological parents."

"Birth...father and mother?" Leng Tong subconsciously raised her head to look at Chaoqing, just like that, her expression changed from doubt, bewilderment, shock, to disbelief at the end.

The clothes of a man, the behavior of a man, but the master of Jianzong is... a daughter!

That's right, she has never concealed her gender in front of her. Although her voice is deep, she has the softness unique to that woman. It is because she was misled by the rumors in the world and shocked by her aura, and she took it for granted. "Know" it all.

There are various rumors between the lord of Jianzong and the owner of Xueming Valley. The owner of Xueming Valley has never married, and the young lord of Jianzong Chaolu is not the suzerain's own.Clues, large or small, drift past Leng Tong over and over again intentionally or unintentionally, but Leng Tong lamentably realizes that he never paid attention to them.

From the beginning, Zhao Lu didn't deliberately hide anything from her. On the contrary, she even put all the clues in front of her eyes, waiting for her to dig, but she...

"20 years ago," Chao Qing seemed to judge that Leng Tong had enough time to digest, "Do you know about the rebellion committed by King Sui 20 years ago?"

Leng Tong nodded.

Twenty years ago, it was the late emperor He Yicheng who sat on the dragon chair. The late emperor's concubine elder brother Sui Wang He Yiquan colluded with Yijiao, and while the late emperor was on a southern tour with Qin Guifei and Princess Lianhua, he launched a palace change and set fire to the palace.Fortunately, the third son of the late emperor who was still alive at that time, King Ji He Kunjin, arrived in time and rescued the late emperor by slaying King Sui at the very moment.

But in that palace change, King Ji He Kunjin's mother concubine Qin Guifei, his mother's sister Princess Lianhua, and even the princess Liu Shi all perished in the sea of ​​flames.King Ji has been in a slump since then, and later, taking the opportunity of interceding for his eldest brother, He Kunpal, who committed the crime, the late emperor demoted the two brothers to common people.

As for the two brothers He Kunpal and He Kunjin regaining the title of prince and returning to the capital according to the order, but they were killed because of the assassins on the way back to Beijing, that is something for another story.

"Luer's dad was named 'Qin Shuo' at the time, and he was an official in the imperial court, and A Niang happened to serve beside Concubine Qin." Chao Qing didn't finish, but Leng Tong understood.

Sovereign Chao was telling himself that Zhao Lu's biological parents both died at the hands of King Sui and Yi Sect. Therefore, even if everyone in Jianzong is a follower of Yi Sect, it is impossible for Zhao Lu to be.

"20 years ago, when uncle and aunt left, Lu'er and Hui'er were still in their infancy." Zhaoqing bit her lips, "You may already know that Yan'er and I are in love with each other, and the clan rules of the Lingzu have always been informal. Xiaojie, I don’t think it’s treasonous to fall in love with a woman, but... we can’t have children. And I am the patriarch of the Phantom Spirit Clan, so I must have a successor.”

As a result, Chaolu was adopted under the name of her cousin.Is that why Chao Lu said that she was "Han Shuangxue's blood cousin"?

"Today," Zhaoqing said with a sudden emphasis, "is the anniversary of the death of uncle and aunt. Lu'er and Hui'er will come back here at this moment every year. Only today, unlike that day eight years ago, They didn't make it."

Leng Tong trembled all over.

Today and that day eight years ago, Zhao Lu couldn't come, because she couldn't come, because she...

"I only have a pair of children like Lu'er and Hui'er," staring at Leng Tong, "20 years, I watched them grow from babbling to this size little by little. I can't tolerate them making mistakes. I can't spare anyone who hurt them. Even..." Even if your real identity is the current princess.But Chaoqing didn't say anything after all.

"Eight years ago, you couldn't help yourself, I can forgive you. This time, I can forgive Luer's phantom spiritual power even if she loses control. But," Zhao Qing said coldly, word by word after taking a deep breath , "Next, no, for, for example."

It was that coercion that could crush everything again.

Leng Tong felt that her knees seemed to be firmly nailed to the ground.Besides the coercion from Chaoqing, what made her unable to breathe was Chaoqing's every word.

Once eight years ago, and again three days ago, I hurt her again and again.

"Huh—" The coercion was suddenly released, Zhao Qing sighed long, and threw something into Leng Tong's hands, "You go, if I do anything to you again, after Lu'er wakes up, I'm afraid I won't be happy."

Taking the thing in a panic, Leng Tong discovered in shock that it was the one that made all of this happen—Zi Ling, the Zi Ling with the names of the European-style siblings written on it.

"I don't know the specific connection between it and your actions that day, but in any case, it's a good chance that someone from Jianzong discovered it first." Chao Qing explained, "I must have got it personally, you Can you really leave with peace of mind?"

purple order.Jiang Tang actually took Zi Ling out when he really left with his front foot...

Without chips, you have no choice.

Sure enough.

"Thank you." Leng Tong said in a hoarse voice, holding Ziling tightly.

"I've finished what I want to say, so let's go." Chaoqing waved his hand wearily, "Go back the way you came, pass through the fog, and you can go directly to the main road."

Leng Tong didn't move, pursed his lips and remained silent.Chaoqing didn't urge her anymore.

A cloud floated slowly past, covering the morning sun.After a while, the clouds left leisurely and returned the sunshine to the earth.Leng Tong took a deep breath, earnestly bowed three times to the tombstone of Chao Lu's parents, stood up, and solemnly bowed to Chao Qing, then held Zi Ling tightly, turned and left.

"Leng Tong," suddenly, Chao Qing called out to Leng Tong, she turned her head slightly, and a strange emotion flashed in her eyes, "Don't be an unintentional knife. How about a caring swordsman?"

Don't be an unintentional knife, but be an intentional swordsman.

Something in Leng Tong's heart was deeply touched by these words.

"Hmm." She clenched her fists, bit her lips, nodded almost invisibly, and replied almost inaudibly.

Leng Tong left.

Looking at the tombstone of Zhao Lu's biological parents, Zhao Qing sighed, "Lu'er, we have let her go as you wished, Father and Mother, why are you still awake?"

"She'll be fine." Liu Yanxue, who walked out from the depths of the white mist, put her hand lightly on Chaoqing's shoulder.

Chaoqing didn't look back, and Liu Yanxue didn't speak anymore, but the two shared the pain that only parents can understand.

Suddenly, a small figure came out from the white mist, interrupting the silence. It was Yao Jingyu who came. "Sect Master, Gu Master," her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of saying the wrong thing, "Can Jing Yu...can you go with Master?"

Go with master?

Chao Qing and Liu Yanxue were stunned for a moment before they realized that the master Yao Jingyu was talking about was Leng Tong.

The two looked at each other, silently exchanging their respective plans, and finally, You Chaoqing replied: "Go ahead, you don't need to hide your identity from the Spirit Race in front of your master anymore, she should know, she has already clear."

"Well, then... Jingyu is leaving, Jianzong, Guzhu, take care, and the young lord, sister Lu...please you must cure her..." The little Yao Jingyu followed her voice, together Disappeared in the white mist.

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Chaoqing: Stinky girl?How dare you torment my daughter and steal her heart? !See how my wife treats you! !