Qixia system

Chapter 240 Qinghe Birthday Banquet Yuelong Heart
A quarter of an hour later, the rubble on the ground was cleared away, and Ling Feng was preparing to practice swords with Jiang Yuelong.

At this time, a guard came over, handed over a piece of letter paper, and said, "Vice leader, someone just asked the brother at the door to deliver it."

Ling Feng opened it, but it was a blank piece of paper. The white one, Mingyue Ye, was a letter from Mingyuelou. It seemed that the matter of the Iron Sword Sect had been found out.

"Practice yourself first, I'll go out for a while!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Jiang Yuelong looked at Ling Feng's leaving back, snorted, and practiced against Mingyu.

……

More than a quarter of an hour later, the secret room of Mingyue Tower.

Han Yue smiled and said: "The matter has been found out. The Iron Sword Sect is indeed a peripheral force of the Nether Palace. Many disciples of the Iron Sword Sect faked their deaths and joined the Nether Palace quietly. So, you wiped out the Iron Sword Sect, the Holy Majesty was very happy, and decided to reward you! You got 10 points of merit, a bottle of Condensing Yuan Pill, [-] taels of silver ticket, and the fourth-order true talisman Tiangang Thunder Talisman one."

She first took out a stack of silver notes and a purple jade bottle.What is in the purple jade bottle is the fourth-order panacea Condensing Yuan Pill, which contains extremely condensed spiritual power, which can greatly increase the true qi cultivation of innate masters.

Immediately, she took out a small red sandalwood box, and inside was a red true talisman, which was the Tiangang Thunder Talisman, which was so powerful that even a congenital expert could hardly resist it.The fourth-order true talisman is drawn with a higher level of true energy. Not only is it more powerful than the third-order amulet, but it also contains a ray of true meaning of the martial arts powerhouse, which can lock the target and make the opponent unable to avoid it.

The rewards this time are generous, especially the fourth-order True Talisman, which is a good thing that money can't buy.

Ling Feng put the mustard seed bag carefully, and checked the meritorious service on the White Dragon Token, and found that it had already become 6200 points, so he asked, "Why is it only half?"

Han Yue glanced at him and said, "You still have to deduct [-] merits if you fail the mission."

"mean!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he turned and left.

……

Ling Feng turned around before returning to the Qingjiao Gang, but he met an acquaintance at the door.

He looked slightly happy, and said, "Yurou, why are you here?"

At this moment, Song Yurou was still dressed as a police officer in green clothes. She handed over a red invitation card and said, "My uncle will have his [-]th birthday in three days. This is the invitation card. Please pass it on to the leader."

Ling Feng accepted the invitation, but it was from the Qinghe Sword Sect. In addition to Ren Qingyao, there was himself in the invitation list.He looked a little strange, Song Yurou's uncle Song Qing was celebrating his [-]th birthday, why did he invite him?Without thinking too much, he accepted the invitation and said, "Go in and have a cup of tea!"

"No, I still have a case in hand, so I'll go back first."

After Song Yurou finished speaking, she turned and left.

Ling Feng looked at her back and sighed faintly, he felt a sense of alienation, maybe it was because of the different camps, maybe it was because of other things.But it doesn't matter anymore.He turned and entered the gate.

However, he didn't realize that the moment he turned around, Song Yurou suddenly turned around.

Looking at the back of Ling Feng going away, Song Yurou's bright eyes had complex expressions, and she thought of a wonderful encounter. She thought it had come to an end, but she never thought that when they met again, there would still be ripples in her heart.

……

Ling Feng was immersed in his cultivation, and three days passed in a flash.

Three days later, in the early morning, the red sun rose.

At this time, as winter enters, although the weather is still sunny, the cold wind is howling, and the temperature drops sharply, so most of them have thickened their clothes.

And Ling Feng was still wearing a thin white gown, practicing against Jiang Yuelong in the courtyard.

He suppressed his strength and speed to fight Jiang Yuelong, and both of them drew their swords extremely fast, with loud bangs.

When the two practiced, they only used ordinary long swords, and did not bless their true qi. They just competed purely with sword moves, and the fight was very fierce.

Next to him, Mingyu was watching the battle and learning from it.

A moment later, a middle-aged man in a green shirt came in, but it was Qing Yao, the head of the gang.

Ling Feng withdrew his sword, his expression slightly surprised, and said, "Why is the leader here?"

Ren Qingyao smiled and said: "It's like this. I can't go for the [-]th birthday of Song Qing, the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect. I have something to do, so I ask you to go there for me. I have already asked Hall Master Yuwen to prepare the birthday ceremony. You can prepare it and go with me." Let him go."

Ling Feng nodded, "Okay!"

He knew that Ren Qingyao was not really busy, but that he couldn't go.Both of them are the leaders of the gang, they are listed on the same list, they are equal, naturally it is impossible to celebrate Song Qing's birthday, otherwise, does it mean that the Qingjiao Gang is not as good as the Qinghe Sword Sect!
After Ren Qingyao left, Ling Feng stared at Jiang Yuelong and said, "I want to go out for a while, and Yu'er's safety is entrusted to you. Can you do it?"

Jiang Yuelong smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will try my best to protect sister Mingyu!"

Mingyu also smiled sweetly: "Husband, don't worry, I will wait for you at home!"

Ling Feng stepped forward to hug her and said, "Be careful, I'll be back soon!"

……

A while later, Ling Feng rode on the white dragon horse, and headed for Qingming Mountain, the mountain gate residence of Qinghe Sword Sect, with Yu Wenshang and a dozen or so disciples.

Not long after Ling Feng left, Jiang Yuelong received a letter, her expression changed slightly, and she left in a hurry.

A quarter of an hour later, in a wing room of an ordinary inn.

A middle-aged man in a white gown with an elegant complexion was sitting opposite Jiang Yuelong.

Jiang Yuelong tremblingly said: "Why are you here?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Of course I'm here for something. You've been lurking for long enough, and you'll be free soon."

Jiang Yuelong said happily: "Really?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Of course, when have I lied to you! But, you have to do one more thing!"

Jiang Yuelong said: "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man said: "Bring his wife out!"

Jiang Yuelong's expression changed, and said: "It's useless, you don't know him, he is an extreme person, and he will never be threatened by others!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I understand that he is a person who values ​​affection and righteousness on the surface, but in fact he is ruthless and cares only about himself. However, his women should still have some weight, and a magic weapon is enough."

Jiang Yuelong remained silent. This day has finally come. She has been acting for so long, and sometimes she has forgotten whether it is true or not.It's just that the dream will eventually wake up, and the play will eventually end one day.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "You don't want to? You won't tell me that you really fell in love with him!"

Jiang Yuelong looked a little panicked, and quickly said: "No, no! I'm just worried. He doesn't trust me that much, and maybe he arranged for other people to protect Mingyu."

The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I will help you!"

After a while, Jiang Yuelong left the inn, her expression returned to indifference.

However, she didn't notice a middle-aged beggar staring at her quietly under the eaves next to the inn.

(End of this chapter)