She saw through the identities of the four middle-aged people in purple robes, and also saw through the identities of the six middle-aged people in gray robes, but it was not appropriate to say more here.

Li Ying glanced at them sideways, her eyes turning like autumn water on Fakong.

Fakong looked at her with a smile.

She hummed softly and turned away her eyes.

Xu Qingluo's bright eyes flashed, thinking about the inner story, which looked weird no matter how she looked at it.

Especially the middle-aged man in purple robe who had a hidden weapon in his heart actually survived. It was obvious that he had some hidden agenda and that the master had secretly taken action.

It’s just that I didn’t see the master cast the rejuvenation spell. How did he save the middle-aged man in purple robe?

"Let's eat." Fakong said.

Everyone had returned to their positions, discussing the assassination just now, and looked at Li Ying frequently.

The impression given to people of Fakong is that of a divine monk, with Buddhist mantras and supernatural powers, rather than martial arts, so people did not think of Fakong and were only photographed by Li Ying's grace.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Sister Li's reputation will soar. Everyone finally knows that Sister Li's swordsmanship is amazing."

"Young Master Li's reputation for swordsmanship has long been spread throughout the martial arts world, right?" Zhou Yu said.

Chu Ling's head drooped: "Famous is not as good as meeting."

She has been silent and thinking, if she were replaced by a purple-robed middle-aged man, could she catch this sword?

During the derivation, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to break this sword. The speed of this sword was too fast and the angle was too tricky.

She has always felt that her martial arts skills are enough to protect herself. As a grand master, even if she cannot be invincible, she can still protect herself.

But Li Ying's swordsmanship made her understand that she couldn't protect herself. This feeling made her pierce like a thorn, and she wished she could go back and start practicing hard now.

She was a little annoyed at how lax these days were.

Planting flowers and vegetables with the Queen, I was lazy and slow, and I lost my energy in practicing.

She was used to sparring and practicing with Xu Qingluo and the others, but she was not used to practicing on her own. Without them, she couldn't get up her energy.

Fakong was already full and sipping the wine.

Xu Qingluo and the others were discussing while eating, glancing at Li Ying from time to time.

Li Ying had already stood up, glanced at Fakong before leaving, then turned around and left in a blur of greetings from everyone.

Xu Qingluo watched her leave and said with a smile: "What a good style, we are still quite different."

The martial arts of herself and others were not strong enough, but what she envied even more was Li Ying's aura, the aura that regarded the world's heroes as if they were nothing.

Zhou Yu nodded lightly.

Fakong put down his glass: "Let's go too."

Everyone followed him downstairs, walked about a hundred meters on Zhuque Avenue, and suddenly turned left and entered a small alley.

Xu Qingluo looked around curiously.

They also walked through this small alley occasionally. Sometimes they found Suzaku Avenue noisy, so they walked into the alley for a while, then turned back to Suzaku Avenue and returned to the outer courtyard of Konguang Temple.

When Fakong entered the alley a hundred meters deep, he suddenly slapped the wall and stretched out his hand to suck out a brick.

Xu Qingluo and the others stared with wide eyes as they watched Fakong take out a small, flat box from the brick.
Chapter completed!