How deep is the courtyard?
The willows are piled with smoke, and the curtains are countless.
The jade carving saddle is at the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road.
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Time flies, and half a month passes quietly.
This day, early morning.
A porter carried two large jars of fine wine and arrived outside the small bamboo house where Pei Qing was retreating. He shouted loudly: "Is anyone home?"
"Squeak!"
The door opened.
Pei Qing stood at the threshold, glanced at the porter, and asked, "What are you doing?"
The porter placed the two large jars of wine on his shoulders on the ground and said with a smile: "A girl asked me to give this gift to my husband. She said it was her last wish."
Pei Qing looked at the two large jars of wine at the porter's feet, his eyes flickering slightly. He knew who the girl the porter was talking about was, it must be her.
He asked the porter calmly: "Does that girl have anything to say to me?"
The porter gave a thumbs up and praised: "Sir, you are really smart. That girl really has something to say to you."
Pei Qing asked: "What did she say?"
The porter hesitated after hearing this, glanced at Pei Qing slightly, and said intermittently: "She... said... said, said..."
Pei Qing frowned slightly and said, "What did you say?"
The porter swallowed and said, "That girl said you don't have to go to her wedding banquet. She doesn't want to see you, a piece of wood, at the wedding banquet."
After saying that, the porter glanced at Pei Qing timidly. Seeing that his expression remained unchanged, he breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly walked away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Pei Qing stood at the threshold, his eyes dazed. For a long time, he walked to the two jars of wine that the porters had thrown on the ground, squatted down, picked up a jar of wine, and drank.
The strong liquor entered the throat, it was spicy and biting.
There was no wave on his face. The wine still smelled good, but it still had no taste.
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A few more days have passed, and the time has arrived on the first day of March, and it is getting closer and closer to the time to ask for the sword at Shenjian Villa on the third day of March.
On this day, the spring light was bright and the sky was high and the clouds were comfortable.
In the pleasant mountain forest, Pei Qing sat on a tree branch, looking into the distance, his mind wandering too much.
He was thinking.
A gust of breeze came slowly, causing ripples on the lake surface and rippling in the surrounding mountain streams, making a splashing sound.
"It's the first day of March."
Pei Qing's thoughts were disrupted. He looked down at the wine jar in his hand, his eyes confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a long while, he gathered his thoughts and stood up, raised the wine jar, drank it all in one gulp, and then threw the wine jar away and fell into the lake, causing a splash of waves.
Immediately afterwards, a white rainbow pierced the sky and rushed towards the imperial capital of the Sui Kingdom. It was a sword light that was a hundred feet long and dazzling.
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On the third day of March, this is the day when Pei Qing asks the Sword God Sword Villa.
At this time, Shenjian Villa.
Heroes from all walks of life gathered here to watch the peak battle between Pei Qing and Xie Xiaofeng.
Therefore, Excalibur Villa was bustling with activity.
There are rows of chairs at the entrance of Shenjian Villa, and each row is full of people, occupying half of the mountain entrance.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Look, Xie Xiaofeng is here."
Everyone followed his guidance and looked at the mountain gate. A young talent wearing a white robe walked out of the Excalibur Villa. It was Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of the Excalibur Villa.
Dressed elegantly in white, he is handsome and exudes an aura of transcendence and distinction.
His eyes were indifferent, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
An old man from the Divine Sword Villa said solemnly: "This sword inquiry is related to the reputation of our Divine Sword Villa. Do you have confidence?"
Xie Xiaofeng said calmly: "I have never lost."
His tone was calm and indifferent, without the slightest worry, and it seemed that he didn't take this matter to heart at all.
"Xiaofeng, don't underestimate the enemy." Another old man from Shenjian Villa warned: "This time when I ask for the sword, you must go all out and not slack off at all."
Xie Xiaofeng nodded, said nothing, closed his eyes tightly, held the sword in his arms, and waited quietly for Pei Qing.
Time passed slowly and the sun gradually rose, but Pei Qing still did not come.
"Could it be that Pei Qing is afraid of Xie Xiaofeng, so he doesn't dare to accept the challenge?"
"How could it be? Pei Qing's swordsmanship is unfathomable. Even Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were defeated by him one after another. How could Xie Xiaofeng, who is only tenth in swordsmanship in the world, scare Pei Qing?"
"Pei Qing hasn't arrived for a long time. Could it be that he encountered some danger?"
"Is it impossible? With his strength, there are not many masters who can threaten his safety."
"Is there something else that's delayed?"
Facing Pei Qing, who had not shown up for a long time, everyone couldn't help but start whispering and discussing. They had been waiting for this battle for a long time.
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at the same time.
Yinkui faction.
Lanterns were decorated, and red silk was spread on the floor.
There was an endless stream of guests and the atmosphere was lively and joyful.
As a well-known demon sect in the world, the visitors are naturally from the demon sect. In addition, the marriage partner is the young owner of Baituo Villa, which attracts many demon sect members to come to congratulate them, including almost all the demon sects. Half of the world has been conquered.
In a spacious room, Hanhan was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress and a phoenix crown, sitting quietly in front of the dressing table. A maid was standing beside her, helping her comb her hair.
The maid said cautiously: "Miss, why do you look so unhappy?"
Hearing what the maid said, a forced smile appeared on Huanwan's lips and she said, "I'm just not used to it."
The maid asked curiously: "Why aren't you used to it?"
Huanwan bit her lips, sighed quietly, and murmured: "Because I'm getting married soon."
"The gentleman the young lady is going to marry is the young master of Baituo Villa. He has reached the second-level innate realm at a young age, and is only one step away from entering the first-level realm. Such a young talent can be said to be one of the few in the world. number."
"After the young lady gets married, she will definitely be happy. When the time comes, she will definitely be a couple of gods and goddesses that everyone in the world will envy."
The maid chirped, with a look of longing on her face.
Listening to the maid chattering in her ears, a silent Huanwan said: "I don't like him."
The maid was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Didn't the young lady agree to marry the young owner of Bai Tuo Villa?"
Huanhan snorted coldly: "I agree, but that doesn't mean I like it."
The maid scratched her head in distress and said: "But the young lady has already agreed. If she regrets it, I'm afraid the Queen of Yin will..."
At this point, she suddenly paused, and Queen Zhu Yuyan appeared behind her at some point.
Feeling Zhu Yuyan's cold breath, the maid was startled, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground, saying in a trembling voice: "See the Queen of Yin, this slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die."
Zhu Yuyan glanced at her and did not blame her. Instead, she looked at Hanhan through the mirror and said slowly: "You don't want to get married. Why did you agree when you had the chance to refuse?"
Her tone was indifferent, making it difficult to understand the true emotions contained in it.
Facing her master, Queen Zhu Yuyan, Hanhan, who was as proud as a swan, felt suppressed. She bit her teeth and said firmly: "I want to win, and I want to bet that he will definitely come."
Zhu Yuyan asked calmly: "Do you have a sweetheart?"
Huanwan replied frankly: "Yes."
Zhu Yuyan heard this and said in a cold voice: "You know the rules of our Demon Sect."
Huanwan's eyes were firm and stubborn, and she said, "I know."
Zhu Yuyan's voice became colder and colder as she said, "He will die when he comes."
"I believe in him." Hanwan said firmly: "I also believe in my first sleep."
Zhu Yuyan pondered for a moment, but finally did not stop her and said calmly: "The auspicious time is coming, so get ready."
After saying that, she turned and left.
The maid sighed secretly, picked up the red hijab and covered Huanwan, and then helped her out of the room.
At this moment, the Yinkui sect was full of guests, drinking and drinking, and it was very lively. Everyone talked to each other, pushed cups and changed cups, and was very happy.
