She left the Prince Consort's Mansion and walked around the city without any hesitation.

The surroundings are bustling and noisy, with all kinds of shops and restaurants brightly lit, and the sound of silk and bamboo and noisy laughter are endless.

The previous abyss made her mind uncontrollably calm and calm, as if everything in the world could be abandoned.

When she came to this prosperous world, her mood gradually became lively.

Only then did she suddenly understand why Chu Zhiyuan let her go out to play.

It is indeed necessary to reconcile it like this, otherwise it will be difficult to extricate yourself from being deeply trapped in it, which will greatly affect the operation of your own mind.

She couldn't help but think of the Luoyuan Sword Technique, and couldn't help but sigh at its magic.

The magical feature is not the sword move, but the sword intent, which defeats the enemy with intention.

The same move is used to condense the meaning of the abyss through the sword move, and to force the opponent to get him into it and lose his perception.

This is a similar effect to illusion, but it is far better than illusion.

Compared with the sword technique I practiced before, this kind of sword technique is not the same method, or even the same level.

It is to go to a higher level and touch the threshold of entering the void.

She walked around and suddenly felt that she had become free.

This is a sense of freedom and freedom that you can get after you have improved your strength.

After practicing Luoyuan Sword Technique, she felt that her own strength had been greatly improved.

It is no longer a burden. As long as you understand it carefully, you can quickly improve your realm and turn it up again.

In a wonderful mood, she climbed into a restaurant, found a seat by the window to sit down, and ordered a pot of wine and two plates of delicacies.

While drinking wine and eating vegetables, I was at ease and contentment.

She has a beautiful face and looks like a lotus. After drinking, she is even more beautiful and charming under the light.

The long sword hanging on her slender waist did not add enough deterrence to her.

She didn't bother to pay attention to the burning gazes around her.

Since the appearance of the Tianren Cave, a large number of martial arts masters have poured into the imperial city.

These masters are mixed with fish and dragons, and are all kinds of things.

Experts who have been in the imperial city for a long time will become peaceful.

And those who have just arrived have never experienced the beatings in the imperial city.

Everyone has a look of never seeing the world, and feels that if they have martial arts skills, they can be unscrupulous.

She heard that martial arts masters teased women from time to time in the imperial city, and she was extremely despised.

Now seeing the eyes and faces of the men around me, I feel extremely despised and I am too lazy to pay attention to it.

Just pretend that it is invisible.

Her eyes fell on a table next to her.

Sitting at the adjacent table were two women, dressed like snow, covered with white gauze, and only a pair of bright eyes as clear as water.

His bright eyes flashed like a bright pearl, and he could be determined to be a beauty.

The two women looked at her and nodded with a smile.

Fu Zheng nodded and smiled. Suddenly, he felt that the eyes of the two girls were a little kind, so he got up and came closer, clasped his fists and said, "Fu Zheng, the little girl in the twelve prince consort's mansion, I wonder if the two girls are..."

"The Twelve Prince Consort's Mansion?" The two girls were stunned, looked at each other with bright eyes and smiled.

Fu Zheng nodded gently: "That's right, the two girls have extraordinary temperaments and must be famous children."

The two women took off their white veil, showed their two beautiful faces and smiled gracefully.

"Mo Qing, Chaofeng Sword Sect."

"Lu Qingyuan, the Chaofeng Sword Sect."

The two women used the voice transmission to enter the secret, which directly entered Fu Zheng's ears.

Her bright eyes suddenly widened and she looked at the sweet and charming woman on the oval face in surprise: "Lu...Miss Lu?"

"It's me." Lu Qingyuan smiled and said, "I have heard of the name of the twelve prince consort for a long time."

The twelve son-in-law has little reputation among the people, and is not that famous in the martial arts world.

But among the four major sects and royal families, their reputation is well-known and cannot be bypassed.

Not only is he famous, but he is also very low-key. He almost always lives in a quiet place, does not participate in socializing or attends banquets.

So not many people really came into contact with him, which made him look mysterious.

Low-key, powerful, and somewhat mysterious.

As a true disciple of the Chaofeng Sword Sect, Lu Qingyuan was also very curious about Chu Zhiyuan.

When he heard that Fu Zheng was a person from Chu Zhiyuan's mansion, he directly revealed his identity.

The disciples of Chaofeng Sword Sect have noble identities, but no matter how noble they are, they are no less noble than the ninth prince and the twelfth prince consort.

"I really didn't expect..." Fu Zheng said in surprise: "Miss Lu, have you come out of seclusion?"

As far as she knows, Lu Qingyuan has been in seclusion after obtaining the inheritance, and has been in seclusion for the inheritance.

It is this set of Luoyuan Sword Technique.

"Just just left the seclusion and took a break." Lu Qingyuan said: "It is not the right way to practice all the time."

"If you practice any more, you have to practice your hair." Mo Qing smiled and said, "No matter how important martial arts are, it is not as important as the appearance."

Lu Qingyuan said angrily: "Senior Sister Mo!"

Fu Zheng's eyes couldn't help but fall on Lu Qingyuan's beautiful hair.

Lu Qingyuan said: "It's true that I lost a lot of hair, which is so tormenting."

Fu Zheng nodded: "Miss Lu is really amazing."

Being able to comprehend the Luoyuan Sword Art by yourself is indeed a disciple of Chaofeng Sword Sect.

I can't comprehend it myself, and after reading it, I feel confused and unable to think.

This is the qualification gap.

She admired Lu Qingyuan very much and her eyes shone.

Just at this moment, a handsome young man stood up, waved his folding fan and came close, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "The three girls are polite."

Lu Qingyuan frowned slightly.

Mo Qing said lightly: "Who are you?"

"In the Tiannan Sect Zhao Changge."

"Well, Mr. Zhao, we have something to say, go ahead and go." Mo Qing said.

Zhao Changge was stunned: "Are the three girls...?"

Mo Qing waved his hand impatiently with disgust.

Zhao Changge's face was slightly dark.

He turned his head and looked at his three companions, who were jokingly looking over.

Zhao Changge said in a deep voice: "This girl is too rude, right?"

Mo Qing was not angry: "If you are rude, will you be rude? Don't get in the way, just walk away!"

Zhao Changge turned cold and said in a deep voice: "This girl..."

Fu Zheng said: "This Mr. Zhao is not right, right? We don't want to deal with it. What do you want? Could you teach us a lesson?"

Zhao Changge said slowly: "Then please ask the three girls for advice."

He opened the folding fan and set off a gesture.

"Hey." Mo Qing laughed: "What a shameless person, I need to deal with it!"

Fu Zheng smiled and said, "Sister Mo, Sister Lu, I'll do it."

Tiannan Sect is indeed not an ordinary sect, and it is also considered first-class, so Zhao Changge has such confidence.

Unfortunately, he met the Chaofeng Sword Sect and the Prince Consort's Mansion.

Of course, the disciples of the Chaofeng Sword Sect must be in love with each other.

This kind of trouble is the easiest to deal with.

She got up and came to Zhao Changge, unsheathed her sword and said lightly: "Young Master Zhao, please."

"Please--!" Zhao Changge clasped his fists solemnly and waved his folding fan.

Suddenly, several clear lights shot out, and the fan technique was excellent.

Fu Zheng floated lightly with a sword, and the clear light suddenly disappeared in the air.

Zhao Changge continued to wave the fan.

Fu Zheng just waved his sword lightly and made the clear light disappear in the air, silently like a mud cow entering the sea.

Zhao Changge's figure flashed and he was about to come behind Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng waved his sword backwards, and Zhao Changge suddenly stopped and remained motionless.

His eyes were empty and he seemed to be trapped in thinking, and he seemed to be trapped in memories.

Fu Zheng touched the tip of his sword gently at the center of his eyebrows and then retreated.

Zhao Changge woke up suddenly, his face changed drastically, and then he was sweating profusely.

Fu Zheng shook her head gently: "It's vulnerable."
Chapter completed!