vncnus Chapter 71: Finally, with a face as white as snow, she meets Li Zhexian again.
Chapter 71: Finally, with a face as white as snow, she meets Li Zhexian again.
Chapter 71 Finally, with a face as white as snow, she meets Li Zhexian (Bonus chapter, please vote with monthly tickets)
They drank until they were completely drunk.
It wasn't until noon the next day that everyone gradually sobered up.
After a short rest, Li Zhexian and his group escorted the three teams to the outskirts of Tiandou City.
"Sword Wine—"
Feng Xiaotian stared intently at Li Dixian and said seriously:
"I lost this time."
"Let's settle this once again at the Soul Master Tournament in six months!"
Huo Wushuang raised his crimson eyebrows and asked:
"Brother Jianjiu, you'll be participating in the Soul Master Competition, right?"
Li Zhexian thought for a moment, then shook his head and smiled:
"Who can say for sure what will happen in six months?"
"At least for now, I'm not very interested."
Huo Wu stepped forward and punched Li Zhexian in the chest with a light but firm fist, her smile bright and flamboyant.
"Sword Wine, you absolutely have to participate!"
"In the next six months, we're sure to find a way to counter your sword techniques!"
The team leader's urging grew louder.
Huyan Li of the Elephant Armor Sect, accompanied by six burly men, spoke with a voice as loud as a bell.
"Brother Jianjiu, my friends Yu Tianheng, and others!"
See you again in six months at the Soul Master Competition!
"Take care of yourself!"
Dust rose up on the official road.
The figures of the three groups of people gradually disappeared into the dust, eventually turning into blurry black dots.
Li Dixian and the others watched them go for a moment before turning back to the city.
"Sword Wine—"
Yu Tianheng suddenly stopped and said seriously:
"How about—"
"Join the Royal Fighting Team, and I'll give up my captaincy!"
"With you here, the championship of the Soul Master Competition will surely belong to our Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"
This statement came out.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lengleng's beautiful eyes lit up.
Yu Feng and the other three initially agreed, and then expressed their opinions one after another.
If Li Zhexian were to join, they would be willing to have one person leave to make room for him in the team.
Li Dixian met those sincere and eager eyes, and shook her head with a smile.
"never mind."
"As I said before, I'm used to a free and unrestrained life and can't stand being constrained."
"Your team is strong; you have a good chance of finishing in the top three of the Soul Master Competition."
His words are not untrue.
Because of him.
The butterfly's wings have already stirred up a storm in the Douluo Continent.
Except for Zhu Zhuqing, none of the Shrek Seven Devils obtained any magical herbs, which greatly reduced their strength.
On the other hand, with Dugu Yan receiving the Blood Swan's Kiss, the Royal Fighting Team's strength will surely improve by leaps and bounds in six months.
Despite repeated setbacks, Yu Tianheng's fighting spirit only grew stronger, and his talent gradually emerged through trials and tribulations.
The same applies to Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, and others.
As one side gains and the other loses, so too does the other.
This year's Soul Master Competition.
It's a time of great upheaval and something to look forward to.
Seeing the barely concealed disappointment in the eyes of the seven members of the Royal Fighting Team, Li Zhexian changed the subject:
"With the competition just around the corner, you should intensify your training."
"It just so happens that I was planning to visit the Wind Sword Sect in the next few days."
"Wind Sword Sect?"
Dugu Yan, Ye Lengleng, and six others witnessed the event.
Those swordsmen in green robes with black silk wrapped around their eyes?
"Idol, are you going to practice swordsmanship?"
Yu Feng blurted out the question.
Li Zhexian nodded.
Their gaze fell upon the omnipresent wind within Tiandou City.
In his eyes, the invisible and intangible airflow had already begun to reveal some mysterious trajectory.
"When I was in the Star Dou Forest, Elder Feng Xiao and Young Sect Master Feng Buyu of the Wind Sword Sect invited me to visit."
"Perhaps I will gain some insights on this trip to the Wind Sword Sect."
Dugu Yan and Ye Lengleng's eyes flashed with interest, but thinking of the imminent training camp, they could only say:
"You're going alone? No one to keep you company?"
Li Zhexian smiled nonchalantly:
"It's only a few days, why would I need anyone to accompany me?"
Xue Qinghe, who had been silent all along, suddenly tugged gently at Li Zhexian's sleeve.
"The Royal Fighting Team still needs to train hard. You and I, being just idle people, shouldn't get in the way."
"How about going fishing at Lotus Lake?"
"OK."
Watching Li Zhexian and Xue Qinghe walk away side by side into the distance.
Yu Tianheng and the others shook their heads and sighed, their words filled with "envy" for Li Zhexian's carefree life.
Dugu Yan gently bit her red lips with her pearly teeth.
Suddenly, he leaned close to Ye Lengleng's ear and whispered something.
Ye's cold, azure eyes suddenly widened, her delicate and aloof face filled with disbelief.
"No way—it can't be—"
Dugu Yan nudged her with her shoulder and winked mischievously.
"Why don't you give it a try?"
"How—how do I try—"
Ye Lengleng blushed and said reproachfully:
"Yanyan, you're so naive, why don't you try it yourself?"
"Who said I'm not going to try? I'll wait for my immortal brother to come back—"
A gentle breeze blows by the lotus lake.
The breeze brushes against the ginger-green grass, and the water's surface ripples with shimmering light.
Li Dixian and Xue Qinghe sat side by side, their fishing rods dangling gently, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
At this time.
Xue Qinghe suddenly spoke.
"Li Zhexian, I have a few questions for you, and you must answer them immediately."
Li Dixian's gaze fell on the float, and she casually replied.
"Ask away."
Which is more pleasant, spring or summer?
"spring."
"Which is more delicious, Three Immortals Chicken or Seven Treasures Duck?"
"Three Immortals Chicken".
"Which is more refreshing, baijiu (a type of strong liquor) or baijiu (a type of fermented liquor)?"
"Shaodaozi" (a type of strong liquor).
"Who is more beautiful, Dugu Yan or Ye Lengleng?"
Li Zhexian's mouth was open.
The words that almost spilled out were abruptly stuck in his throat.
He turned his head to look at Xue Qinghe.
Xue Qinghe remained facing the lake, his expression focused.
It was as if that astonishingly broad and outrageous question had not come from her mouth at all.
"Why aren't you answering?"
She asked without looking at him.
Li Zhexian sighed helplessly.
"How am I supposed to answer such a tricky question?"
"Besides, why are you asking this?"
"It was just a casual question."
Xue Qinghe remained silent for a moment before changing the subject.
"When do we depart tomorrow?"
"Chen Shi (7-9 AM)".
"I'll be very busy with official business tomorrow, so I'm afraid I won't be able to see you off."
"It's nothing, I'll be back in a few days, no need to see me off."
It was given to someone else yesterday.
Today is my turn to embark on this journey.
More than ten miles outside Tiandou City.
Li Zhexian, leading his steed, waved with a smile to Dugu Yan, Ye Lengleng, Yu Tianheng, and the others who had come to see him off.
"Gentlemen, please return now. See you in a few days."
Dugu Yan and Ye Lengleng stepped forward one after the other, offering the carefully prepared food, wine, and change of clothes.
Li Dixian thanked them one by one, her gaze sweeping over the direction of Tiandou City.
Xue Qinghe did not come to see him off as expected.
He said no more, mounted his horse, and flicked the reins.
"drive!"
The steed neighed loudly and its four hooves thrashed about.
It kicked up a cloud of dust and sped off into the distance.
Watching the white-clad youth completely disappear at the end of the road, Yu Tianheng sighed and said:
"I wonder how sharp his sword will be upon his return—"
"Let's go. If we don't go back and train hard now, we might not even be able to see his back anymore."
Upon hearing this...
Dugu Yan and Ye Leng Leng quietly clenched their fists.
The official road was winding and circuitous.
Li Zhexian galloped on his horse.
As he turned a steep bend.
Amidst the swirling yellow dust, a patch of pure white suddenly caught the eye.
It was a beautiful white steed that galloped like the wind.
But even more striking than the foal is the horse's back.
That head of long, golden hair fluttered in the wind, as if it had gathered the sunlight.
And that breathtakingly beautiful silhouette, seemingly untouched by the world...