"Miss is right." The group of people chatted as they walked further and further away. Only then did Mo Xiuyao hug Ye Li and land on the small path again. Ye Li looked at the small path that had already disappeared and thought for a while. She smiled and said, "It seems that our luck isn't bad. We didn't have to squeeze with those people and we were able to see Miss Mu Rong first."
Mo Xiuyao gave an indifferent hmph. It was clear that he didn't care. Ye Li helplessly poked him and said, "I don't believe that you didn't see it, Prince."
Mo Xiuyao lowered his head to look at her and said with a smile, "See what?"
Ye Li said, "That Miss Mu Rong, the dark patterns on her clothes and the hairpin on her head are all phoenix patterns. It seems that Miss Mu Rong really likes phoenixes. "
In Xi Ling and Da Chu State, where the culture and customs were similar, not everyone could use phoenix patterns. With Ye Li's status, no one could control what patterns she liked to use. However, when she was still in the Chu capital, Ye Li herself rarely used phoenix patterns. Especially the dark patterns on Miss Mu Rong's clothes. It didn't look conspicuous, but it couldn't escape Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao's eyes. That was the nine-tailed phoenix pattern, the true totem of the king of birds. Just based on this point, it was enough to prove that the Mu Rong family and Miss Mu Rong's thoughts were not normal.
"Playing to the gallery, Miss Li doesn't need to care about what they do." Mo Xiuyao silently said. He held Ye Li's waist with one hand and continued to lead her to the top of the mountain.
The scenery behind Zhao Ning Temple was beautiful. There were often tourists who came to burn incense and play on the mountain. Therefore, the temple specially built a pavilion on the top of the mountain for people to rest. When the two of them reached the top of the mountain, they saw that there were already people in the pavilion.
Ling Tiehan was chatting with Leng Liuyue and Sickly Scholar in the pavilion when he heard footsteps. He turned around and was surprised to see Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li. He paused for a moment before saying, "Prince Ding? Princess Ding? " Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li were originally just in disguise, so those who had never seen them before would have a hard time connecting them to each other. However, those who knew them would definitely recognize them.
Mo Xiuyao didn't avoid them either. He helped Ye Li up the last step and smiled at the three of them. "Pavilion Master Ling? It is a pleasure to meet you. " Ling Tiehan was in a good mood when he saw Mo Xiuyao's expression. He laughed loudly and said, "It is indeed a pleasure to meet you. I originally thought that Prince Ding wouldn't be able to come this year. He didn't expect to meet her here. How is it? Will Prince be able to fulfill the promise of a martial arts competition that he owed a few years ago? "
Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and smiled at Ling Tiehan, "Pavilion Master really wants to fight with I at this time? When the time comes for the martial arts competition … Just now, I saw that Lady Murong was a heavenly beauty. Is Pavilion Master not moved in the slightest? " If the two of them were to fight with all their might and still be able to participate in the martial arts competition, then it would only mean that the two of them were just being perfunctory.
Ling Tiehan sneered. His eyes flashed with contempt as he said indifferently, "She's just a little girl who thinks she's smart. This Pavilion Master didn't come for the Murong family. " Although Ling Tiehan was the head of the assassins, his personality was steady and resolute. He rarely expressed his dissatisfaction in front of others. It was unknown what Lady Murong had done to provoke him.
"I originally wanted to find Lei Zhenting, but since I met you here, Lei Zhenting doesn't count for much. How about it … Prince Ding, can you teach me a thing or two? "
Ling Tiehan said openly. Although he wanted to find trouble with Lei Zhenting, Lei Zhenting could go at any time, but this Mo Xiuyao wasn't someone who could fight with him at any time. In the past few years, Ling Tiehan had faintly felt that his cultivation had stagnated. It was obvious that he had reached a bottleneck. If he could fight with an expert like Mo Xiuyao, perhaps he would be able to comprehend something and advance to the next level.
Mo Xiuyao lowered his head to look at Ye Li. Ye Li smiled faintly and patted his arm before letting him go. She retreated a few steps back into the pavilion. Ling Tiehan walked out first.
Mo Xiuyao said with a smile, "Since it's like this, I also have the chance to experience Pavilion Master Ling's skills."
In the gazebo, Ye Li only nodded at Leng Liuyue and Sickly Scholar. The three of them were staring at the two people outside the gazebo. At this moment, they did not have the time to greet and chat.
Ling Tiehan was dressed in blue. Compared to a few years ago, his bearing was even more steady and grand. In terms of age, Ling Tiehan was already over forty years old. However, his profound inner strength made him look like a thirty year old man. A cold light flashed and an ancient long sword fell into Ling Tiehan's hand. On the mountain peak, the blue clothed man stood with his sword. He was like Mount Tai. His aura was majestic and it was very eye-catching.
Mo Xiuyao was also dressed in ordinary white. His black hair was like clouds and there was a faint smile on his lips. It was clear that he was in a good mood to fight with Ling Tiehan. His eyes flashed and a snowy light flashed in front of him. Mo Xiuyao's hand was a bright and cold soft sword. Different from Ling Tiehan's ancient bronze heavy sword, Mo Xiuyao's soft sword was as thin as a cicada's wing. With a flick of his wrist, the blade trembled in the air.
Neither of the two made the first move. They just stood there and stared at each other. Her clothes and hair fluttered around her even though there was no wind.
The three people in the pavilion all held their breaths and stared at the two people standing there. The two of them could vaguely feel the pressure from the energy that was gradually forming around them.
After an unknown amount of time, the two suddenly rose from the ground at the same time and turned into countless shadows that flashed through the air. Ye Li could not help but widen her eyes to see the process of the two fighting. But all she could see were blue and white shadows.
Ye Li knew that it was not that they had really turned into shadows, but that their speed was simply too fast. With her eyesight and the palace, she could not see their movements clearly. At this moment, Ye Li understood one thing. With her abilities, she might be able to deal with normal experts. But if she really faced top experts like Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan, it was far from enough. Her heart hurt slightly. Ye Li could not help but frown.
A hand was placed on her shoulder. Ye Li reflexively wanted to fight back. But she heard Leng Liuyue's faint voice. "Don't force yourself."
Ye Li turned her head and looked over. Leng Liuyue and Sickly Scholar were no longer staring at the two people fighting. Instead, she glanced at him from time to time. Leng Liuyue was fine, but Sickly Scholar's face, which had recovered a lot after recuperating for a few years, had turned pale again.
Leng Liuyue looked at her and explained seriously. "When true top experts fight, there is too much difference between us. There is no benefit in watching. There is also the possibility of cultivation deviation. "
In the past, Mo Xiuyao and Jhennam Of Gojoseon had fought before. But that was not considered to be true. Both sides had held back. But this time, Ling Tiehan and Mo Xiuyao both used their strongest powers to face their opponents. Under their full strength, the Qi and battle intent formed between the two of them was enough to cause people with shallow cultivation or unstable temperament to suffer from internal injuries. Ye Li's temperament could be considered to be one of the top ten in the world, but her inner strength cultivation had started too late. At most, she could only be compared to Sickly Scholar. Even compared to Leng Liuyue, she was still lacking by quite a bit. Just now, she had focused all her energy on watching Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan's moves. If Leng Liuyue had not stopped her, she would have suffered internal injuries.
Ye Li naturally thanked Leng Liuyue for her good intentions. She glanced at the two people fighting and sighed softly in her heart. Seeing Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan's level of cultivation, it was not that she was not envious. It was just that they had started too late. And practicing martial arts, especially internal energy, had to be practiced from a young age. In novels, people who had obtained miraculous pills and strange secret manuals to become experts were still stories.
Leng Liuyue seemed to have a good impression of Ye Li. Seeing her frown, she said softly, "There is no harm in watching. Just don't force it. Prince Ding and Big Brother know their limits. They will not really injure each other. "Ye Li nodded and said," Thank you, Pavilion Master Leng. " She just looked outside helplessly. If she forced it, she could roughly see, but if she did not force it, she really could not see anything clearly. After thinking for a while, Ye Li stopped looking outside. Instead, she closed her eyes and listened carefully to the movements outside.
Leng Liuyue saw this and her cold eyes changed to a faint trace of admiration.
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