Master is so cold

Chapter 63

"You don't need to kneel down. I have no friendship with your Nangong family. Since you blamed Nangong Caiwei, you are afraid of being implicated in disasters."

"Today, I will give you a promise!"

"As long as there is Nangong Caiwei alone in the Nangong family, I will protect your Nangong family well!"

Su Mo said slowly, making a promise.

After all, Su Mo had a very good impression of Nangong Caiwei. That day, when Li Suinian was in trouble, Nangong Caiwei subconsciously helped her. Although she was pushed back by Li Suinian, Nangong Caiwei had such thoughts sufficient!

"Thank you, senior!" Su Yayun was overjoyed upon hearing that.

Thinking of Su Mo's status, how could she not like it? A word from the master of the Qinglian Sword Sect can even influence the situation in the Tang Dynasty. Such a noble person would protect the Nangong family because of Nangong Caiwei.

How can you not like it!

Su Mo shook his head slightly and continued, "But you should be clear about one thing. I will protect your Nangong family, all thanks to Nangong Caiwei."

After speaking, Su Mo ignored Su Yayun, opened the door, and walked out of the main hall.

"Yeah Mr. Su."

As soon as Su Mo opened the door, he saw Nangong Caiwei leaning against the bed, listening carefully. It wasn't until Su Mo walked out that Nangong Caiwei realized it and stood up straight like a frightened deer. .

Su Mo smiled, shook his head, and left.

As her identity was revealed, Nangong Caiwei's attitude towards Su Mo became more and more respectful. She was no longer the arrogant girl who called "Scholar" while showing a little disdain.

This change of attitude made Su Mo helpless.

"Caiwei, I want to see how the competition arena is going. Lead the way." Su Mo's voice lingered in Nangong Caiwei's ear.

Nangong Caiwei showed joy, and hurriedly followed.

From the looks of it, Mr. Su has shown his identity in front of the old matriarch, and it seems that his status is not low, even the old matriarch is no longer making trouble.

Thinking about it carefully, Nangong Caiwei's respect for Su Mo grew deeper.

Just who is Mr. Su?

Nangong Caiwei became even more curious about Su Mo.

On one side, two young juniors brought by Su Yayun hurried into the room.

"Old Madam, who is that man dressed as a scholar? He looks so young." A young junior blushed suddenly, and his mind was already fascinated by Su Mo's smile.

There was a little bit of jealousy in her heart, that Nangong Caiwei could know such a good-looking man, and she didn't even talk to her about it.

At any rate, they were each other's bosom friends back then, weren't they?

Su Yayun's eyes suddenly became majestic, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Big man!"

"Big man?"

The young junior was startled, but did not understand what the old matriarch said.

How big is it?

"Qing'er, Ling'er, don't say anything about today's affairs, don't mention a single word!" Su Yayun ordered suddenly.

The two young juniors were a little confused for a moment, but they quickly realized and said quickly: "Yes!"

Until now, they may have understood a little bit that that scholar man may be an existence that they will never be able to touch in their entire lives.

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Su Mo followed Nangong Caiwei to the venue for the martial arts competition.

Actually just before the palace.

The open space in front of the palace is huge, covered with special hard stone slabs, which were prepared to protect the palace back then.

Hundreds of years ago, the Tang Dynasty was established for only a hundred years, but it was attacked by Dagan, who fought all the way to the foot of the imperial city, and was stopped by Taibai Sword Fairy Li Taibai.

Li Taibai is the founder of Qinglian Sword Sect.

At that time, Yujing was still called Chang'an, but it was renamed Yujing because of Li Taibai's words, "White Yujing in the sky, the twelfth floor and five cities, the immortals caressed my top, tied my hair and gave me longevity".

It can be regarded as commemorating Li Taibai back then.

Although the martial arts competition will only start tomorrow, but now, the entire open space is surrounded by a sea of ​​people, most of whom are ascetics who came from all over the place.

There are 36 counties in the Kyushu of the Tang Dynasty, 72 counties in the eight provinces of the Dagan, and people from the other five countries.

Everyone is actively signing up.

"Look, isn't that Wang Mingxuan who is famous in the Tang Dynasty? Could it be that he also came to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives?"

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

Everyone looked around, and a young man with a long sword came from a distance. The young man's face looked very ordinary, but the long sword behind him was very extraordinary.

With a slight smoky air rising, he wore a bluish blue swordsman uniform and walked into the towering restaurant beside him with his head held high.

Su Mo suddenly stared at the restaurant Wang Mingxuan entered in a daze.

Seeing Su Mo's expression, Nangong Caiwei immediately understood, and hurriedly said, "Master Su doesn't know something. Wang Mingxuan became famous at a young age. He wrote a seven-step poem that shocked the Tang Dynasty when he was six years old. Later, he was accepted as a Apprentice, when he is born ten years later, Wang Mingxuan will already have reached the Lingtai Realm."

Su Mo nodded slightly and continued to look at the restaurant.

Seeing Su Mo nodding, Nangong Caiwei was overjoyed at the moment, thinking that Su Mo was responding to her, and continued, "Wang Mingxuan is only 25 years old. It is rumored that he has already broken through the Linghui Realm and is a famous young talent in the Tang Dynasty. If he participates, he must is good for competition”

"This building is not bad." Su Mo said suddenly.

"Er, that's it."

Nangong Caiwei, who was beaming with excitement, paused for a moment, not understanding what Su Mo was talking about.

Su Mo shook his head slightly and sneered, "This building is about [-] feet high. If you stand on the top of the building, you will have a good view. Tomorrow, you can watch it from this building."

Su Mo naturally dismissed the Wang Mingxuan that Nangong Caiwei was talking about.

Although Wang Mingxuan's aura was restrained, Su Mo could still tell that his cultivation had indeed reached the Linghui Realm, but it was only the first rank of the Linghui Realm.

This kind of genius, Qinglian Jianzong caught a lot.

Not to mention breaking through the spiritual wisdom realm at the age of 25, even breaking through the spiritual wisdom realm at the age of 20 is everywhere in Qinglian Sword Sect.

Li Youyu is only 19 years old now, and he is already at the third rank of Linghui. During the same period, Li Youyu didn't even rank in the top five.

Why is Li Youyu afraid of Wang Mingxuan and his like?
"The name of this building is Qingyu Building, and it comes from Li Taibai's old saying 'Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings'. It's a pity that the martial arts competition to recruit relatives is too grand now, and there should be no room for it."

"However, if Mr. Su is willing, our Nangong family is still a bit thin-faced, but we can spare a room for Mr. Su." Nangong Caiwei said.

Su Mo waved his hand and said, "No need."

Anyway, Su Mo didn't plan to go into the restaurant. It would not be an exaggeration to bring a table, a carpet, and a few jugs of good wine to sit on the top of the Qingyu Building and watch the competition.

Besides, Qingyulou should be ashamed to ask Su Mo for tea and wine money.

Su Mo thought about it carefully and found it wonderful.

In countless martial arts novels in previous lives, don't those peerless masters like to stand on the roof?
This time, Su Mo also learned a lesson.

"Boom!"

Suddenly a bell rang, and it came from a distance.

The crowd surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside were forcibly separated, and an extremely ornately decorated horse team came from a distance. The carriage was huge, occupying almost half of the width of the entire street.

The horses used by the cavalry team are extremely extraordinary, strong and powerful, with huge stature, more than twice the size of ordinary horses, and there is even traces of blood and sweat in their breath.

Spirit horse!

Moreover, it was an extremely precious sweat-blood spirit horse!

A blood-red banner was planted on the top of a carriage in the horse team, and a large Chinese character flying like a dragon and a phoenix was embroidered on the banner:

Dry!
"Hey, he's a big boss!"

"Dagan people dare to enter my Tang capital now?"

"Never mind him, when the time comes, let them come with their lives and come back with their lives!"

A group of people who were driven away started cursing in low voices.

Datang and Dagan have always had a long-standing grudge, and now that they are fighting each year and the country hates the family, the people of the two countries dislike each other.

Now that the Dagan cavalry is so ostentatious in the capital of the Tang Dynasty, it naturally arouses dissatisfaction among many people.

Su Mo and Nangong Caiwei were also reopened by the crowd.

He is not angry.

But suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be a very familiar aura in the horse team, and he quickly picked up the "Missing Eyes to See Flowers", wanting to see who was in the carriage.

Among the carriages, in the most ornate carriage, a pretty serious face appeared in Su Mo's sight.

"It was her?"

Su Mo smiled slightly, "It seems that it's not that simple to recruit relatives in this martial arts competition."

　Starting today, resume twice a day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)