Chapter 223 Jade Bridge Lights Like Day

Snowflakes were falling, and Meng Qi's vision was filled with white snow. From time to time, he saw children having snowball fights, heard the crackling of firecrackers, and the warmth of thousands of lights appeared in the cold.

Turning into Yuqiao Street, the shops on both sides are decorated with lights. The lights are reflected in the slowly flowing Ye River, like the Milky Way falling in the sky, and the endless prosperity of the world.

This is one of the largest and most lively streets in Yedu. At the intersection are Baobao Pavilion and Qizhen Shop, which sell weapons, elixirs, and secret books. In the middle of the street are banks and pawnshops and restaurants. At the end of the street, the Ye River flows along and stretches out for three miles of red powder. The alleys and gold-selling caves are dazzling with the warblers and swallows.

Meng Qi came here to buy sharp weapons, and his target was naturally the street corner. With the mentality of having time and money, he shopped around and visited several places in succession.

"Anjin Tower..." Meng Qi stepped into this place, which is said to be the best Baibao Pavilion in Yedu. Under the guidance of the maid, he went to the "Hidden Sword Pavilion" on the second floor and saw a mouthful of dazzling or plain weapons. Long sword.

"If we rob this place..." Weird thoughts were running through Meng Qi's mind as he carefully tasted the long sword. His own evil tribulation was caused by thunder and lightning. It suppressed evil and suppressed evil, so the long sword did not need to be repeated.

The price of sharp weapons ranges from a few thousand to tens of thousands taels. Meng Qi specializes in looking at the expensive ones. If it doesn't work, he will take out the land deed. Anyway, when he came here, he used the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill to slightly twist the muscles on his face, and after half a year of growth, People who are not particularly familiar with it probably won’t be able to recognize me.

"'Ziwu', forged by Master Jian Guzi, is a perfect fusion of underground yin iron and century-old warm jade through a clever refining method. Yin and yang generate and merge with each other, changing with the force. Non-sword masters cannot control it. The price is twelve thousand taels. ..." Meng Qi looked for most of an hour and found a long sword with a simple blade and a hint of black and white.

It is very suitable for Meng Qi's needs. Not only do yin and yang interact with each other, each with its own magical function, but it is also made by a sword master with a level of outdoor shooting. It can help him understand the essence of "the three combinations of yin and yang, what is the origin and what is the transformation", although it cannot be said that The best among the sharp weapons is the most suitable for you - only the masters of weapon refining at the level of outdoor scenes can be honorably called masters.

He was about to call the maid to come over and buy something, when something suddenly happened in his heart, and his head turned to the side. That was the "Short Soldier Pavilion", separated from each other by bead curtains.

"Someone was looking at me just now..." Half a year later, Meng Qi's "Immortal Seal Technique" has made rapid progress. In conjunction with the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques, his spiritual awareness is outstanding, almost reaching the state where the sight is exerted on the body and the mind can feel it.

He sensed carefully and found that there were two strangers selecting hand-to-hand soldiers inside. There was nothing strange about it.

"Perhaps it was just a casual look." Meng Qi pondered for a moment and ignored them. He called the maid, found the shopkeeper, paid the banknote and bought "Ziwu".

With a long sword hanging on his waist, Meng Qi walked happily on Yuqiao Street, planning to go to a restaurant in the street to find delicious food.

After walking for a while, his heart moved again. He frowned slightly and looked around.

There are many pedestrians on this street, either entering restaurants or looking at New Year goods, embroidery, trinkets, etc. at the stalls on both sides of the road, giving it a festive scene.

Meng Qi gained nothing. Just as he was about to turn his head, his pupils suddenly shrank and he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands.

On the jade bridge, a girl wearing a white cloak stood up from the stall holding a delicate silver hairpin. Her eyebrows were picturesque, the sky was moving, and her eyes were like stars in the sky, bright and moving.

"Ms. sir, does this hairpin look good on me?" The girl smiled and inserted the silver hairpin into her randomly pulled up hair. The big cloak has fluffy white hair, which makes her a bit playful and cute. There are many pedestrians on the bridge, and the lights are flowing under the bridge, making her look like a dream.

The corners of Meng Qi's mouth twitched and he comforted himself by saying that it was a good thing he didn't call the child his father.

"Miss Sang, no matter what hairpin you wear, you will look good." He said casually and perfunctorily, and he was planning an escape. With his current strength, he would do his best and there was still hope of escaping with his life.

Of course, he knew that there must be a reason for Gu Xiaosang's appearance. He was a model of not going to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. There was no way she would go all the way to talk to him about love!

Gu Xiaosang put down the silver hairpin, pursed his lips, and said aggrievedly: "Ms. sir, are you still angry? Why do you still sound so unfamiliar?"

She walked towards Meng Qi slowly, swaying slightly, like a lotus in the water, both clear and beautiful.

Meng Qi saw that many pedestrians were attracted by Gu Xiaosang and looked over. He really wanted to shout, "Catch the witch!" The Da Luo witch is here!

"What exactly do you want to do?" Seeing that the distance was getting closer, Meng Qi quickly asked using voice transmission, his inner guard not diminishing at all.

Gu Xiaosang raised the corners of his mouth and said with a bright smile: "What other reason do I need to see my husband? My child's father, Xiao Zi misses you, Xiao Sang misses you too, and our child misses you too."

"Haha..." Meng Qi replied with a stiff expression.

Gu Xiaosang came closer to Meng Qi, the fragrance was carried by the cold wind, and his eyes seemed to hide deep affection: "I chased the little bitch from Su Nu Dao to Yedu, but she hid it very deep, so I never had a chance. Let’s start. I’m in trouble, so I have no choice but to ask my husband for help.”

This passage is used to transmit the sound into the secret.

Next to the jade bridge, the man is handsome and elegant in a wide robe with long sleeves, while the woman is all in white, as pretty as an orchid in an empty valley. The two stand opposite each other, like a couple of gods and gods, attracting passersby to look at them with admiration and admiration.

Unfortunately, Meng Qi didn't think so. He pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword and frowned warily: "Plain female way?"

"Yes, the descendants of the lineage of Su Nu Tao Xuan Nu." Gu Xiaosang held up his hair and continued to walk towards Meng Qi, "They used the inheritance of Shenxiao Nine Destructions contained in the Overlord Jue Dao to calculate the approximate date of the birth of the descendant of Thunder God. I found the location, found the mountains and rivers, stole the strange stone from the sky, and found the thunder god's breath remaining inside. I chased him all the way and fled into Huanzhou. "

"With the strange stones from the sky as the basis for divination, sooner or later they will narrow the scope and target you, my husband. Therefore, I am very worried and want to get rid of her, snatch the strange stones, and protect my husband."

Meng Qi took a deep breath. Being targeted by an evil demon like Su Nu Dao as an important target would definitely not be a pleasant experience! But it would be good to believe half of what Gu Xiaosang said. If she really thought about herself, she could have won the Qinshan Sword Sect and snatched the strange stones from the sky to eliminate the hidden dangers. Anyway, she was in the mountains and rivers, why should she wait for the plain girl to say Come and get it, and then chase it all the way into Huan.

Alas, I am still not vigilant enough about divination!

Gu Xiaosang stopped when he was only a few steps away from Meng Qi, and said with a smile: "Mr. sir, you said that the little bitch of Su Nu Tao is kind-hearted to give you the inheritance of Thunder God and Overlord, or should she take you back and become your own The fighting cauldron of Su Nu Dao?”

Su Nu Dao is not known for good people and good deeds. Meng Qi knew with his toes that he could not be the first. If the overlord's lover was still alive, it would be possible, but now that the years have passed, the leader of Xuannv's line has long been I don’t know how many generations have passed, so why should I take advantage of myself?

Gu Xiaosang said, half serious and half teasingly: "Is it possible that my husband is yearning for the bed skills of those little bitches? If you like it, Luo Jiao, Luo Jiao doesn't have anything similar..."

As she spoke, her face turned red, as if she was ashamed.

Haha, Meng Qicai didn't believe that Gu Yaonv could be so shy. Xiao Zi was just about the same. He mused: "Miss Xiao Sang, with your strength and the Luo Sect's manpower all over the place, it shouldn't be so difficult to kill her, right? ?”

What on earth is this guy trying to seduce me into? Perhaps the descendant of the female killer can indeed help her escape from the upcoming danger, but she definitely has another purpose!

As a cult based on the belief in the Immortal Mother, the Luo Jiao has always had strong secret forces and intelligence networks all over the place. Therefore, Meng Qi has never been surprised that Gu Xiaosang is so elusive and has so many supernatural powers that he seems to know everything and can encounter anything. You have to know She has the support of a powerful force behind her, and as a saint, she can mobilize various resources to the greatest extent.

Because of this, an important city like Yedu must have a Luo Jiao guarding it. It would be more suitable for Gu Xiaosang to find any helper than to find herself. Why did she have to find herself?

Gu Xiaosang covered his face with his hands and exhaled whitely: "The little bitch has infiltrated the Wang family, making it difficult for me to do anything. Moreover, if there are some things that can be kept hidden from the people in the sect, it is best not to let the Dharma King and the God know about it." Neither Shi nor Sanren will let you go."

With a blushing face, she whispered and added: "A saint can only find a husband secretly..."

You are talking nonsense again, they will believe that I am your husband and you have a ghost... Meng Qi suddenly had an idea and thought of the fake iron-handed demon and happy demon he met on the boat:

"The successor of the Taoist Xuan female is Shan Xiumei?"

But the real iron-handed demon was killed by himself, so Shan Xiumei should have been exposed, right?

"That's right." Gu Xiaosang did not give a definite answer.

"What does it mean?" Meng Qi asked.

Gu Xiaosang said with a half-smile, "Do you plan to agree, sir?"

Ahem, Meng Qi almost swallowed his own saliva.

Gu Xiaosang smiled and said with a bit of eccentricity: "I received news that the powerful outdoor scene master who inherited the Purple Thunder Sword Technique from Su Nu Dao has gone south. He plans to target the successor of the Thunder God and take action immediately. He will arrive in about half a month. "

"Ms. sir, there's no need to worry. There are still so many days. You can slowly consider whether you want to help me kill the little bitch. I'll come back to you in the new year."

As she spoke, she walked forward slowly and passed by Meng Qi. Her small face was elegant and holy, not like a witch at all.

Meng Qi did not let down his guard, and kept watching Gu Xiaosang's back disappear at the street corner, his face becoming solemn.

"Plain girl's way..." He whispered to himself.