Chapter 101: The Master Behind the Yunjian Pavilion

dge. On the bridge pillars, it read "Nai He Bridge". In the past six months, he had never felt so light. At this moment, he broke free from the confinement of his bed, unable to move and losing all di...Even the sword qi alone is so imposing, let alone using it to fight and kill enemies.

Staring at the cold and sharp Ask Heaven Sword before her, its blade gleaming menacingly, she couldn't help but recall the scene of Nangong Ye wielding it valiantly on the battlefield.

A trace of displeasure flashed across her eyes.

Nan Gong Ye was so handsome and imposing, a man who could conquer the world with his might. Yet, he was killed to the point where he couldn't even protect his own weapon.

Was Qingxuan feeling sorry for Nangong Ye, or was she angry at those who had plotted against him

Qingxuan looked at the Zhentian Sword, silent for a moment.

Now that Nangong Ye is her husband, if he doesn't betray her in the future, she will definitely avenge him one by one.

"The VIP on the third floor, can you let me out now"

From downstairs came Ling Luo's voice, Qing Xuan turned and looked down, saying faintly: "Ling Luo County Lord, after this incident, have you learned your lesson"

At this time, Ling Luo was still curled up in the iron cage and had not been let out.

Even though she knew the woman on the third floor was humiliating her, she was furious but helpless.

Ling suppressed his anger: “Since I’ve given you what you want, now please let me go.”

She has already given him everything he wanted.

If they continue to make things difficult for her, then they will be showing a lack of integrity in public.

This way, she had an immediate reason to bring troops and destroy Yun'an Pavilion after she left.

At this time, Qingxuan couldn't possibly fail to see Ling Ruo's calculations.

Qingxuan stopped teasing Lingluo.

A cornered dog will jump over a wall, and a desperate rabbit will even bite. She understands the principle of moderation.

Qing Xuan faintly said, "Let her go."

The servant, upon hearing this, gave a knowing glance. Eight burly men walked towards the iron cage.

"Carry the cage."

At the servant's command, eight burly men simultaneously grasped the iron cage railing. With a low grunt of effort, all eight lifted the cage to shoulder height.

Then, it was like carrying a sedan chair, and the iron cage was carried away.

The maidservant immediately stepped forward and removed the silver net wrapped around Ling Ruo.

As the silver net was removed, the silver needle was withdrawn from Ling Luo's skin.

Ling Luo directly cried out in pain like a pig.

Seeing this scene, Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's a pity."

"What a pity" Yun Sheng was taken aback. He thought she wanted something and hadn't even had time to take it from these two before answering the call.

Immediately, he heard Qingxuan say, "It's a pity that we can't record it directly here."

Yun Sheng's doubts in his eyes deepened.

Qingxuan seemed to be explaining, but also as if she wasn't.

The confusion in his heart deepened immediately.

Jian Yun thoughtfully pondered for a moment, then earnestly asked, "Master, what does 'record it' mean"

"Cough cough!"

Qingxuan was frightened by Yunshen's seriousness.

Although Yun Sheng is now devoted to her, even knowing she's a time traveler, he wouldn't betray her.

But she wasn't planning on telling anyone about the time travel.

After all, this was a closed-minded ancient era; perhaps even Yun Sheng wouldn't be able to accept it.

Less is more.

She then turned to coax Yunsheng: "It means painting it down."

Qingxuan's words, Yunsheng didn't have the slightest doubt.

"Yun Sheng said, 'This place should be able to provide ink and brushes. When the auction continues later, my lord can continue painting. Or go back home and paint, or even paint a picture book of today's events for the king to see.'"

Qingxuan originally just wanted to brush this matter aside and didn't intend to really draw, but after listening to Yunsheng say so, she thought that while continuing the auction, she could also draw on the side.

Qingxuan: "Good idea."

Just as she was talking to Yunshen, the disheveled Lingluo downstairs had already been helped away from Yun'ian Pavilion by Nangong Hua.

Yunshen saw the situation and hesitated to speak: "Master, will they leave and come back for another attack"

Qingxuan, feeling the weight of the Wentian sword in her hand, said with conviction: "Even if Lingru wanted to come, Nangong Hua would stop her."

Yun Sheng still didn't understand: "Why stop them They obviously suffered a huge loss at Yunjiang Pavilion. Just now, I saw the look in their eyes, they wanted to tear apart my master and destroy Yunjiang Pavilion."

Qing Xuan said leisurely, "If Nan Gong Hua truly wanted to destroy Yun Jiang Pavilion, he wouldn't have been willing to hand over the Wen Tian Sword. In the end, he chose not to offend a power as deep and mysterious as Yun Jiang Pavilion."

Yun Sheng felt Qing Xuan's analysis was right: "Master, you're right! I never expected that Yun Jian Ge had such a big background, even ignoring the royal princes and princesses. Master, do you think Yun Jian Ge might actually be opened by the emperor... Uh..."omewhat.Fu Qing: "There's still breath! Elder Sister Hong, A Yue isn't dead yet!"Ginger Hong ran to the bedside of Ginger Yue. Seeing Ginger Yue's eyelashes trembling slightly, she turned and knelt be...