I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 295 Stubborn Luo Qingyang
Wuyuxuan is where the annual Hundred Flowers Festival is held.

On the long street, a young man in white clothes, waving a purple fan, looked at the attic and said slowly: "The Hundred Flowers Festival blooms every year, but such a beautiful woman has never appeared again."

"Elder Yue Qing has never liked these hustle and bustles. It is said that the Snow Moon Sword Fairy is also a peerless beauty, but it's a pity that she doesn't like to come to the Hundred Flowers Festival. However, there are many beautiful girls from aristocratic families in our city. Brother, don't you like any of them?" said another person standing next to him. This person was 80% similar to the young man in white, but looked a few years younger.

There were bright flowers everywhere in Wuyuxuan, elegant music was playing, and the fragrance of flowers was everywhere. Even Xiao Se, who usually looked at everything carelessly, showed a rare smile under such beautiful scenery.

Xiao Se glanced at them and asked, "The Jiangnan Duan family?"

Tang Lian beside him nodded: "The green mountains are hidden in the distance and the water is far away. The grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. They are the Jiangnan Duan family, which is famous for its elegance. The younger one is Duan Xuanheng, a disciple of Xueyue City, and the other is his brother, Duan Xuanyi, the future head of the Duan family. It is said that after Elder Yue Qing died, he has been thinking about him all the time."

"Elegant?" Xiao Se snorted disdainfully: "I think it should be romantic."

In the elegant seat on the top floor of Wuyuxuan, Sikong Changfeng, the third city lord of Xueyue City, the only one who was willing and had to show up in public, took a sip of wine, looked at the magnificent scene downstairs, and smiled.

"Brother Xie, are you satisfied with this Hundred Flowers Festival?"

Sikong Changfeng is usually unrestrained and uninhibited, and today is a rare moment when he appears so elegant and graceful.

The Confucian Sword Immortal beside him had a calm face and sighed slightly: "It is indeed a rare grand scene, but it is a pity that there is a beautiful scenery but no beauty. It is a bit regrettable. There are three thousand scholars and the walls are full of poems and essays, but without a beauty, the wine is tasteless."

Sikong Changfeng's expression remained unchanged, still with a smiling face: "Wu Yu Xuan is the number one music hall in Xueyue City. There are so many dancers and singers, plus so many disciples from noble families came to participate in the Hundred Flowers Festival today. Is there no one who can catch Brother Xie's eye?"

Xie Xuan lowered his head and smiled faintly: "Beauty is like snow, pure and elegant. People who can be called beauties are rare in the world. Just like this Snow Moon City is big, but I have only seen two beauties. Unfortunately, one has a bad temper and the other never goes out. Moreover, neither of them comes to the Hundred Flowers Fair."

"Do you have the guts to say this in front of them?" Sikong Changfeng laughed and took a sip of wine leisurely.

Xie Xuan shook his head and chuckled: "I dare not, the anger of a beauty can overwhelm the city in an instant."

Not to mention Li Hanyi, he has a bad temper and is difficult to deal with.

As for Yue Qing, although her relationship is not bad and her martial arts skills are not high, she has a brother-in-law who is a martial arts expert.

Can't afford it!
The two stopped talking. Sikong Changfeng lost interest in enjoying the scenery and stopped looking at the scene downstairs. He just drank his wine. However, Xie Xuan was still looking down with a smile on his face. He saw Xu Lingxuan walking and laughing with Lei Wujie.

In terms of appearance, Xu Lingxuan is extremely outstanding among the younger generation, otherwise Chu Zhao would not have thought of making her his daughter-in-law.

Her appearance naturally attracted a lot of people's attention, and then as expected, Lei Wujie started fighting with some young masters from Jianghu families.

Sikong Changfeng tried every possible means to defend against Li Hanyi, but failed to defend against Lei Wujie's Yue Xi Hua Chen.

This year's Hundred Flowers Festival was ruined after all.

Then, it was Xie Xuan's turn to give things to Lei Wujie, Xiao Se, Tang Lian and other young people like a boy giving out money.

The original plot didn't change much, except that the heroine was replaced by someone else, Ye Ruoyi became Xu Lingxuan.

Therefore, I didn’t get to see the famous Ruoyi sword dance, which was a bit regrettable.

A breeze suddenly blew, and the flowers that had fallen off the branches due to Lei Wujie's sword began to fly up again.

Colorful, brilliant, overlapping and flying, extremely prosperous.

The breeze sang praises of joy, and countless petals flew in the wind, gathering into a big Chinese character "喜" (happiness) in the sky above Xueyue City.

Then the word "囍" exploded and turned into a rain of flowers all over the sky, filling the entire Snow Moon City with rich fragrance.

A man in purple and a man in white came walking on the rain of flowers and landed on the roof of Wuyuxuan.

Zhao Yuzhen smiled and stepped forward to salute respectfully.

"Little uncle."

Li Hanyi was rarely shy. He called out "Uncle Chu" and asked, "Are you ready to leave?"

Chu Zhao hummed and said, "I don't know when I will be back, so I may not be able to attend your wedding.

Of course, you will not be short of gifts. I have asked the eldest brother to prepare them. When you get married, he will send someone to deliver them to Wangcheng Mountain."

As soon as these words were spoken, the sadness of separation between the two people was instantly alleviated.

Just as Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi were about to express their gratitude, the figures of Chu Zhao and his wife and two others turned into wisps of breeze and dissipated on the roof.

Then, Baili Dongjun’s shouts were heard in the city.

"Brother Chu, wait for me!"

There were four people in the group, split into two groups.

Yueyao and Yin Luoxia went directly to Tianwaitian.

Chu Zhao and Baili Dongjun came to Muliang City.

Coming to Muliang City again, Muliang City is still the same... No, it seems a little more desolate than the last time I came.

The Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang was still dressed in black, and Chu Zhao suspected that he had never changed his clothes.

Just thinking about myself, it seems that I haven't changed for quite a while. After all, at his level, I have long been free from the dust of the world.

"What are you doing here this time?"

Luo Qingyang's attitude was not very good and he looked a little unhappy.

Chu Zhao smiled indifferently: "I came here because I wanted to come."

"Yes, I know. You can go anywhere in this world as long as you want." Luo Qingyang's attitude became worse and worse. He turned to look at Baili Dongjun who came with him: "What is he doing here?"

Baili Dongjun was silent for a moment, threw him a pot of wine, shook his head and said, "We originally planned to go to Tianwaitian, but he suddenly came to your Muliang City. I think he probably wants you to leave Muliang City."

Luo Qingyang rubbed the Jiuge Sword twice, then held it tightly and asked, "Really?"

Chu Zhao glanced at the Jiuge Sword and smiled. Not only did he not answer his question, he also asked back, "Are you sure you want to get involved?"

Luo Qingyang frowned. He understood the inexplicable words.

"What about you? Are you not going to get involved?"

Chu Zhao nodded with a sincere look on his face: "Of course, I have never thought of interfering in the mess of the Beili court, otherwise I would not come here. Your sword is not ready to be unsheathed yet, so why not come with me for a walk and take a look."

Luo Qingyang said in surprise: "Where are you going?"

"Didn't Baili Dongjun tell you to go to the west, to the far west? It's much more desolate there than your Muliang City."

Luo Qingyang has been in the martial arts world for many years and has met many talented people.

But among all the people he had ever met, Chu Zhao was undoubtedly the most special one.

"Go west? What's there in the west?"

"There is a demon."

Luo Qingyang was stunned and took a sip of wine. As the wine went down his throat, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Sure enough, the wine immortal’s wine tasted delicious, much better than the wine Xiao Yu sent and the wine Chu Zhao had given her before.

Finally, he said with some amusement: "Demon? When did you learn the ways of monks?

The heavens, the earth, and the human hearts give rise to evil thoughts.

You Taoists emphasize pure cultivation and seclusion to enjoy a carefree life. Now you want to learn from monks to subdue demons and attain enlightenment?"

"Do I still need to prove my Dao?" Chu Zhao chuckled and said proudly, "I am the Dao myself."

Luo Qingyang smiled bitterly, and for a moment he really didn't know what to say.

"Also, the demon I'm talking about is a real demon. Even a monk can't subdue it, and even a great Buddha will fall into it."

Luo Qingyang was stunned: "Is there a difference?"

"Of course, human thoughts are the most complicated. Even if you and I have cultivated to the level of a demon, we still cannot control our thoughts. Even if a person is called a demon, he is still not a real demon.

The real devil is not in people’s hearts, but in the sky.”

Chu Zhao said this, raising his hand and pointing to the sky.

Luo Qingyang frowned slightly, raised his head and stared at the sky, and finally shook his head: "What does the matter in the sky have to do with me?! I just want to live well in this world without any regrets.

how?

You want to go to heaven?"

"I've already been to heaven. It's meaningless."

Chu Zhao looked disappointed and sighed, "I have long since given up on going to heaven, but the people in heaven want to come down.

As the saying goes, no egg can be left unbroken when the nest is overturned. How can you, the Solitary Sword Immortal with superb sword skills, remain unscathed?

So, would you consider going out with me?

To be honest, your broken city is not broken enough.

You have to know that there are not many people in the world who are qualified for me to personally invite and travel with me."

Luo Qingyang fell silent.

In just a blink of an eye, he felt that the breeze in the world seemed to become violent.

But in the end... he still shook his head firmly.

"I've said before that I only belong to the world and this city. I don't want to get involved in other matters. Of course, if you want me to get involved, you have to make the sword in my hand agree first, or wait until I finish what I did."

Chu Zhao looked at the sword in his hand and sneered: "Think it over carefully. Once you get involved this time, there will be no turning back."

Luo Qingyang took the wine that Baili Dongjun gave him, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, full of heroic spirit.

"I can't turn back, but for you and Brother Baili's sake, I won't touch those little guys."

Baili Dongjun clasped his fists to express his gratitude.

Chu Zhao sighed in disappointment: "The fight between the White King, the Red King, and my nephew was originally a competition between juniors.

The fight hasn't even started yet, and you adults are already thinking about how to interfere. This is really unbecoming of elders.

By the way, what conditions did Xiao Yu offer you this time that made you insist on taking action even at the risk of offending me?
Could it be that your junior sister asked you for help personally?"

With a bang, Luo Qingyang threw the wine jug in his hand to the ground, his face revealing a breathtaking madness.

He said loudly: "Yes, Yu'er brought her to meet me. She is not doing well now. Every time I think about her, my heart aches."

"Ok?"

Chu Zhao was a little surprised, and Baili Dongjun was also a little surprised: "Why would that guy in the palace be willing to let her out? What is he planning?"

"You'll have to ask him about that."

Luo Qingyang shook his head to indicate that he didn't know, and then looked at Chu Zhao.

"Chu Zhao, I don't have many friends in this life. Brother Baili is one, Ye Dingzhi is one, and you can be one too.

If you want to take action, I know I can't stop you.

But you have things you want to do, and I have things I want to do too.

As long as Yu'er can reach that position, I will be able to live with her forever."

This is a big pie in the sky... I guess only Luo Qingyang and the deceased Ye Dingzhi would believe it in the whole world.

With Xiao Yu's personality, if he really were to sit on the throne, in order to preserve the royal family's reputation, the first thing he would probably do is to find ways to get rid of Luo Qingyang. How could he allow Yi Wenjun and him to live together?

Speaking of which, the reason why Xiao Ruojin imprisoned Yi Wenjun in the deep palace was mostly because of face issues.

Of course, there must be love, otherwise Xiao Ruojin would have sent Yi Wenjun away long ago.

Looking at all the major female characters in Shao Ge and Shao Bai, the one Chu Zhao despises the most is Yi Wenjun.

She claimed that she loved Ye Dingzhi deeply, but in the end she chose to retire with Luo Qingyang.

Simply ridiculous!
If she really loved Ye Dingzhi, she would not have mentioned going with Ye Dingzhi. At the very least, she should not have retired with Luo Qingyang, but should have gone to Gusu City.

Chu Zhao chuckled: "I never thought that a great Lone Sword Immortal would take shortcuts."

Luo Qingyang didn't care about his ridicule and said slowly: "In this world, if there is a shortcut, who would not want to take it?
It’s just that many people want to take shortcuts but can’t find the corresponding path.

I have been raising swords for many years. You and Brother Baili should know what I am doing.

Chu Zhao, you can't stop me unless I die!
But I know you won't do it, because you are the number one person in the world, a person who is truly above the world, and you are destined not to support any of them, even if one of them is your nephew."

Chu Zhao smiled faintly and waved his long sleeves. The entire Muliang City was instantly shrouded in invisible energy.

"You're right. I won't openly support anyone, but you also said that Xiao Chuhe is my nephew. Even if you flatter me and say that I'm above the mundane, I'm still a human being after all.

As a human being, you have seven emotions and six desires!
As a human being, you will have your biases!

So today, you must take my sword."

"it is good!"

Luo Qingyang drew his sword.

However, he only used half of the sword, and the desolate sword intent that he had cultivated for more than ten years suddenly dissipated.

A trickle of blood was already flowing from the corner of Luo Qingyang's mouth.

He looked at Chu Zhao, who hadn't moved at all, with an unwilling look on his face. Finally, he smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that the gap between you and me would be so big."

Chu Zhao stood on the top of the city wall with his hands behind his back, and nodded seriously: "It is indeed very big, but your sword is not bad, but you want to use this sword to wipe out Tianqi, but it is far from enough.

You should know that having your destiny in the hands of others is ultimately a joke.

If Xiao Yu really takes that position, do you think he will let you and his mother live together?

Why?
Do you still want to save the royal family’s reputation?

That being said, you can take matters into your own hands. "

Chu Zhao left, leaving calmly and peacefully.

"Brother Luo, what Chu Zhao said makes sense. You should think about it carefully. Since the man in Tianqi City is willing to let my sister-in-law leave the palace, you don't necessarily need to get involved." Baili Dongjun sighed and floated away.

Luo Qingyang fell to the ground and was unable to recover for a long time.

Muliang City seemed to be becoming more and more desolate.

"What a great number one immortal in the world, Chu Zhao, even if you cut off half of my sword power, what does it matter?

How many people in this world can stop me?
My path has already been chosen, whoever stands in my way will die!"

Luo Qingyang raised his head and roared, his face full of madness.

Outside Muliang City, in the endless yellow sand.

Baili Dongjun walked on the sand without leaving any traces. He couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that he didn't listen to my advice. It's true... the older he gets, the more stubborn he becomes."

"That's normal. Otherwise, how can there be the word stubborn?" Chu Zhao smiled indifferently: "Okay, let's go quickly. Don't you have to meet a friend?"

(End of this chapter)