The villain heroine is strong and sassy

Yue Li walked up to the table and saw porridge and three plates of side dishes on the table. She sat down without forgetting to thank Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng stayed up all night and was demolished by Ling Feng. His face seemed a little uneasy, and he was not very interested in thanking her. He just said "hmm" lightly, picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge.

Yue Li secretly thought in her heart: Don't look at him! Just treat this person as if he doesn't exist.

Thinking like this, I felt much lighter in my heart, said "You're welcome", and started eating on his own.

At this moment, the waiter came to the table with a drawer of steamed buns in his hands: "Three guests, the kitchen has just steamed a basket of steamed buns, and I brought them here to give you a taste."

Ling Feng said anxiously: "Hey! We don't want buns, we don't have money to give them."

The waiter said: "No need to give it, no need to give it! I just need three guests to taste it and give me some advice."

Hearing this, Ling Feng happily accepted it: "That's easy to say!"

Jiang Feng looked sideways, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Lingfeng, Liuyun Pavilion is short of money recently?"

Everyone knows that Liuyun Pavilion is called the Xuanji Palace Money Bag, and it is said that people are not given any money to eat steamed buns when they go out. It is inevitable that people will speculate that when working under Master Wuchen, how can he eat and drink less on weekdays? Where should he put Jiang Feng's face?

Ling Feng was choked by him and defended: "Young Master! We didn't ask for steamed buns, so there shouldn't be such an account in the expenses. He can't bring them up and forcefully sell them, so we have to suffer the consequences of being dumb, right?"

Jiang Feng's eyes darkened slightly.

When Ling Feng saw this, he knew that he was really angry, so he put down his bowl and chopsticks, shook his head and said, "I know I was wrong."

Jiang Feng stopped fussing with him, turned his face and landed on the table, stunned on the spot.

While the two were talking, the three plates of side dishes that had been piled high on top were now exposed at the bottom with some soup on them, looking very miserable.

Ling Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes and said in shock: "Miss Yueli..." He paused for a long time, not knowing what to say next, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Feng's face.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but frown and ordered in a deep voice: "Bring me some water!"

After receiving the order, Ling Feng did not dare to delay and turned around to ask for tea from the waiter.

Yue Li held the bowl and put the few remaining grains of rice at the bottom of the bowl into her mouth. She put down the bowl and saw Jiang Feng frowning and looking at her, as if he was a little worried?

She subconsciously lowered her head and looked at the dinner table that was surrounded by the wind and clouds. She looked a little scared and quickly straightened her expression: "Thank you Mr. Jiang for taking care of me. Yue Li has something important to attend to. Let's go first and say goodbye!"

Jiang Feng turned around and asked the waiter to pack the untouched steamed buns on the table. Then he turned to Yue Li and said, "Take it with you to eat on the way."

Yue Li stood up and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for your kindness. I appreciate it." After saying that, she turned around, left the table, and walked out the door.

Jiang Feng frowned and looked at her with a hurried expression, lost in thought.

Southern Jin Dynasty?

What was she doing there?

What is it that makes her not even give up on food and sleep?

Yue Li walked out of the inn, suddenly stopped, turned a corner and reached the backyard of the inn.

At noon, Ling Feng said "Ah", his painful exclamation sounded in the backyard, and he cursed uncleanly.

The horses in the entire stable were startled, neighing and restless, and the whole backyard was bustling with activity, as if someone had thrown a firecracker.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Feng walked out with a sullen face. Before he could scold Ling Feng, he looked up and saw that the carriage they were driving on had only one carriage left, but the horse used to pull the carriage was missing. Almost subconsciously, he took a breath.

, there is a dull pain in the heart.

Soon, he recalled Yue Li borrowing a horse from him, and he suddenly felt relieved. His face suddenly lost a little heartache, and when he listened to Ling Feng's yelling in his ears, he became a little more angry and raised his leg.

Then he kicked Ling Feng in the calf: "Shut up! Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

Ling Feng suddenly turned his head, his face flushed with anger, and he opened his mouth to wail in pain: "Young Master! That is a bloody horse that travels thousands of miles every day..."

Jiang Feng was silent for a long time and said: "Since you are a sweaty horse, you should make the best use of it. If I hear you talk nonsense again, I will find a needle and thread to sew your mouth shut."

Come on!" After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ling Feng looked at his back and was shaking with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Feng is not as good-tempered as the young master! If I see the horse thief, I will have to skin him and cramp him."

In the corner of the stable, the boy feeding the horses stood up with a sad face.

He had fed the horse and naturally knew that its bloodline was pure and that it was a rare good horse in the world. Seeing such a battle, he suddenly thought that he had caused a big disaster. He immediately swung his legs and moved forward step by step, fearfully approaching him.

, he opened his mouth with a cry in his voice: "Sir... Actually, you also recognize the person who stole the horse. She is the girl in white who came with you this morning."

Ling Feng was stunned: "Who?!"

The handyman is in his early 40s, his face is full of vicissitudes of life. He has never had a wife at this age in his life. He is so poor that he can only make ends meet. Now he leaves behind such a priceless and blood-stained horse and teaches him how to teach him.

What to compensate for?

Thinking of this, I was so scared that I peed my pants.

Chuying came out and saw that the handyman was wet from his crotch to his trouser legs. She couldn't help but frown and look disgusted. Then she hit the nail on the head with a cold face: "The carriage is parked in the backyard, and there are servants feeding and looking after it. If you are not an acquaintance, how can you

How can you easily walk out of the inn without saying a word under the eyes of others? Ling Feng, you are getting more and more stupid!"

Seven days later.

Yue Li entered the Southern Jin Dynasty alone.

In the city, officials from the government can be seen everywhere on the walls. They are appearing in the streets and alleys in twos and threes, busy posting notices.

At the top, the three characters "Xuanshuang Tower" are particularly eye-catching.

Yueli's face was covered with white gauze, and she stood behind the crowd and raised her eyes to watch. She was secretly glad that thanks to Jiang Feng's sweaty horse, the journey that originally took half a month only took seven days.

Unfortunately, the horse died of exhaustion outside the city gate. She didn't even have time to bury the horse and hurried into the city.

Well, well!

We finally caught up, and now Xuanshuang Tower and the imperial court have just put up notices. I think Qingfeng Sword is still safe.

Ten days in a row.

Yue Li slept in the inn during the day and sneaked into Xuan Shuang Tower at night. However, she never found Qing Feng and was very anxious.

Could it be that...Yin Xiao sealed the Qingfeng Sword?

Even Huan Ling couldn't find the Qingfeng Sword. It had to be said that Yin Xiao was really cautious enough.

Xuan Shuang Lou was generous, spared all his money, and the imperial court came forward.

Soon, Yue Li watched the first batch of volunteers, a total of three hundred people, gather in the back mountains of the Southern Jin Dynasty to open mountains and mine.

At that time, the banging of hammers and the loud sound of collapsing rocks resounded over the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Xuan Shuang Tower pays monthly wages, and money comes quickly. Regardless of whether you are old or young, as long as you have strength, even if you can't swing the hammer, as long as you can carry it on your shoulders, you can earn money.

The news got out.

In just over a month, the farmers, who had been waiting and hesitating, chose to waste their fields and go to the back mountains to sell themselves as coolies.

In just one month, a mountain was emptied.

Yue Li looked at the hollowed-out mountain top in the distance, thousands of thoughts welling up in her heart. She let out a long sigh of relief, with a sad look on her face.

Yin Xiao is very smart and knows how to dig out the cave where the magic weapons are stored first.

Yue Li is waiting, waiting for the Qingfeng Sword to appear, and waiting for the day when Yin Xiao uses the Qingfeng Sword. She can only endure these days and stay here day after day, so that she becomes more and more anxious and restless.

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Xiaobai is still waiting for her.

She couldn't afford to wait, but she had to wait hard.

Seeing that after hollowing out the cave where the magic weapons were stored and hollowing out half of the mountain, Yin Xiao finally took action.

This night.

In the back mountain of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the first sound of knocking was heard. From this day on, mining in the back mountain began day and night.

The moonlight stirs the magic bell.

The purple spiritual power was like a thin smoke, drifting towards a mountain.

Yue Li concealed her figure and walked into the cave with the sound of banging. She was greeted by an almost suffocating heat wave, mixed with various complex and disgusting smells. She subconsciously raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose.

Inside the cave, the fire was blazing into the sky, and the men were barely clothed except for a rag around their waists.

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Li walked past them, flew over the furnace and jumped up to a circular high platform. The moment he stepped onto the high platform, the spiritual power of the magic bell on the back of his hand suddenly dissipated. He lowered his eyes and looked at his feet, where he saw dense inscriptions.

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Yue Li knew in her heart that she had no way to retreat, so she calmed down and stepped forward slowly.

One step away, the Qingfeng Sword hung vertically in the air, with a smelting furnace below. The orange-red flames made the sword's body red, and also imprinted on her face with a complicated expression.

At this distance, Qingfeng Sword is within reach!

Looking at Qingfeng in front of her, sweat poured down her neck, but Yue Li felt surprisingly calm in her heart. If she took action at this moment, the Qingfeng sword in her hand, along with the high platform, would fall into the furnace and be turned into ashes.

He raised his eyes and looked around.

Great! There is no place for her to stand.

Yue Li's lips curved up and she smiled sarcastically: "Yin Xiao, if my Ji tribe's divine weapon is in your hands, isn't it just a dead thing?"

After saying that, she raised her hand and used the edge of the sword to cut the palm of her hand. She clenched her hand tightly into a fist and let the blood pour from the hilt to the entire sword body.

Not long after, the entire Qingfeng sword trembled.

Along with the entire cave, the ground was also shaking, and the ore smelting furnace below seemed to be filled with magma surging underground, and it also became lively.

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Someone shouted an earthquake, and the men dropped their tools one after another and swarmed towards the entrance of the cave.

In the cave, the roar of the dragon sounded.

In such an empty cave, hearing this dragon roar is like a thunder striking in the ears, which is frightening.

Soon, as the Qingfeng Sword's spiritual power went wild, the cave began to collapse.

More and more rocks fell from the sky. Yue Li took two steps back and fell down on the high platform covered with inscriptions, looking at Qing Feng with blank eyes.

My mother said: There are five kinds of sacred beasts’ souls sealed in the Ji clan’s artifacts.

With the blood of the Ji clan, the living soul in the artifact can be summoned, and the living soul can be driven to fulfill one's wish.

"What is your wish?"

In a daze, Yue Li heard a distant and empty voice, sounding from the Qingfeng Sword, which was the soul of a green dragon.

She felt a little confused for a moment.

Yue Li's fingertips dug deep into the palm of her hand, and her right hand was embedded in the wound. The pain made her eyes red, and she opened her mouth several times, but stopped when she was about to speak.

As Earth Immortals, the Ji Clan did not always do good deeds. The only thing they did the most wrong was to use the power of the Clan to refine the artifacts of Qinglong, White Tiger, Phoenix Bird, Xuanwu, and Huanglong with their living souls.

Create a green-edged sword, a floating lotus, a red feather feather, a regret wood, and five-colored earth.

The soul-refining weapon, the soul imprisoning the weapon body, only survives as an artifact that kills and destroys the world, and is used by the Ji clan.

That voice sounded again, and it was the same four words.

Yue Li took a deep breath, once again strengthened her faith in her heart, and said softly: "Qinglong, I want you to destroy Qingfeng!"