At this moment, Zhao Rong said nothing, and most of his attention fell on the strange sword in front of him.

He suddenly raised his feet and walked to the middle of the street, riding on the setting sun on the black mountain in the distance, which had not yet been completely swallowed up by the dark outline of the black mountain.

Under the golden afterglow, Zhao Rong twisted his wrist, placed the three-foot green blade horizontally, level with his eyebrows, and stared intently.

The clear blade of the sword was golden, tempered by the setting sun, reflecting the shimmering sword light, illuminating his handsome and sword-like features.

But at this moment, the sword eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

The more Zhao Rong looked, the more confused he became.

Is the vague guess in his heart all this time wrong?

Could it be that their side line of the Zhao family of Da Chu really has nothing to do with the main line of the Zhao family that was destroyed in Kundu in Western Fuyao Continent seventeen years ago?

Those old people who may have existed in the Fuyao Elector Mansion, and the Zhao Qingyi, an orphan of unknown gender, are not with them either?

The latter is not one of him, Qingjun and Xiao Qianer?

So what happened to the sword that Qingjun said he could not pull out when he cried to him privately during the four years it took him to reach heaven?

Is the sword she was talking about at that time that would emit a stinging silver-white sword light the one in front of her?

Isn’t it too wild?

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, and the silver sword light from the sword in his hand shone into his eyes.

But there was no abnormality, and there was no tingling sensation... It was just that my eyes were a little sore from staring at them for too long.

Zhao Rong's face was calm and his eyes were unblinking.

But there is no peace in my heart.

The water in his heart was in turmoil.

At this moment, one thought changes a thousand times.

No wonder Zhao Rong is so worried.

Ever since I woke up from my memory on my wedding night, looking at it from the perspective of a bystander, every time I think about the past, I find too many coincidences and doubts.

And the Zhao Qingyi whom Lin Wenruo mentioned a few months ago happened to be the same age as them.

In addition, Zhao Rong revived his past life memories as if he was reborn. Although he has accepted the reality that his talent is useless, compared with Qingjun, he does not look like a son of destiny at all.

However, the inertia of his previous life's thinking still made him vaguely think of himself like the protagonist of a story novel. After all, Zhao Rong has never forgotten the strange sword hidden in his soul. The sword spirit is returning.

When he regained his memory more than half a year ago, he had always regarded this as the golden finger in the novel, as a weapon for showing off and slapping people in the face.

result……

Good guy, except for the addition of a stinky sword spirit who likes to have a venomous tongue and loves to sleep in, Mao Yong has nothing.

Every time he shows his sage in front of others, he has to rely on Zhao Rong to do it himself...

But no matter what, this person's golden finger gave Zhao Rong inexplicable confidence and a good feeling about himself.

Ever since, when he first heard that the Fuyao Elector had a bloodline living abroad, Zhao Rong leaned over without blushing at all. Well, the first thing that came to his mind was him and Qingjun Qian'er.

However, Zhao Rong also gradually realized that the identity of Zhao Qingyi did not seem to be a good thing. On the contrary, it was extremely dangerous.

But at this time, he wanted to clear things up, but found it a bit difficult, and the more Zhao Rong thought about it, the more he felt... it was indeed full of doubts.

Why did his mother insist on telling Zhao Rong that she wanted to marry Zhao Rong without any explanation, regardless of Zhao Rong's future as a Confucian scholar?

Now that I think about it carefully, is there really such a cruel mother in the world? Even if she existed, he was lucky enough to meet her?

Before awakening the memory of his past life, Zhao Rong thought that his mother was partial and loved Qingjun, so she asked him to accommodate him.

Later, after he regained his memories of his past life, Zhao Rong felt that this mother was as open-minded as he was. She didn't care much about his marital status and only wanted to make him and Qingjun, his childhood sweetheart, a happy couple.

But now it seems that it has another deeper meaning.

By the way, there is also the teacher Mr. Fang.

Before in Dachu, he seemed to have persuaded Zhao Rong intentionally or unintentionally to stay, not to run away from home, and to take the initiative to find Qingjun to get back together.

On weekdays, this mentor is also very concerned about the relationship between Zhao Rong and Qing Jun.

Later, the letter of recommendation for entering Linlu Academy was given to him by Mr. Fang just right.

Moreover, in Zhao Rong's impression, Mr. Fang was originally a tutor at the Zhao Family School in the Duke's Palace of Da Chu.

He was also the first teacher for him and Qingjun Qianer.

Later, because of this incense, the Jingnan Duke's Palace was put into operation. In addition, there was a shortage of Confucian scholars in Da Chu at that time, so Mr. Fang successfully entered the newly built Imperial College of the Imperial Master of Da Chu.

Later, Qingjun and Qianer chose to continue practicing and stopped studying.

However, Zhao Rong entered the Dachu Imperial Academy and continued to study Confucianism with him.

So... is Mr. Fang also involved and knows something?

In addition, Qingjun's father who has never returned is, well, Zhao Rong's nominal father-in-law, and his own father.

These two people have never appeared before.

All the signs are indeed very suspicious.

Is the Zhao family Qingyi, who has a special destiny and a blood feud that Zhao Rong finds extremely cliché, among the three of them?

Is it him with a useless physique, Qing Jun who is extremely talented in cultivation, or Xiao Qian'er hiding behind the two of them.

In other words... they are not Zhao Rong and the others at all!

They are also smoke bombs to confuse the enemy. From the beginning to the end, they are the targets and deceivers set up by the old people of Fuyao Elector Mansion on the small Wangque Island, and they can be thrown out anytime and anywhere.

Or lure the enemy into a net and catch them all in one fell swoop.

Or let the enemy accidentally kill Zhao Qingyi, thinking that Zhao Qingyi is dead.

This is what Zhao Rong is worried about.

Because no matter which possibility it is, it seems to be very difficult.

It completely ran counter to his desire to live a peaceful and ordinary life with Qingjun, Xiaoxiao and Qianer.

Since holding hands with Xiaoxiao and Qingjun, it seems that he has a family to worry about. Zhao Rong no longer has the wandering and vigorous chicness he had when he first woke up.

Now, he just thinks about taking Xiaoxiao to meet Qingjun at the right time, trying to get the two of them to get along, and then form a stable family together.

It doesn't matter if you live in Duyou City or wherever you go, as long as they are around you.

Zhao Rong reads.

Qingjun and Qianer practice sword practice.

Xiaoxiao was carefree reading books about talented people and beautiful ladies, and listening to stories from Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

Occasionally at night, the four of them would go up to the roof together, talk and admire the moon, and then Zhao Rong would supervise and supervise them as they worked as female celebrities, practiced swordsmanship, and learned musical instruments...

The years are quiet and peaceful, and it is true.

However, these simple lives, now... Zhao Rong couldn't help frowning.

If it were possible that all three of them were targets, it would be better to say something.

Maybe their three targets will never be used, and the enemy may not be able to find this level at all.

But just in case, the enemy is not stupid, but also very cunning and cunning.

After finding these three targets, this is a one-time thing.

They live or die.

Because these unknown enemies can only attack once, and they may not necessarily attack with all their strength, unless they are confused by the 'target' and are absolutely certain that it is Zhao Qingyi, so they attack with all their strength.

The old people of the Fuyao Elector Mansion behind the scenes probably have some back-ups to deal with them. It is impossible for the enemy to easily knock out the 'target' without any protection at all. Then it is 100% certain that the 'target' is not Zhao.

Tsing Yi.

Therefore, it is almost certain that some dead soldiers will be placed next to the 'target' to resist.

The more confused you are, the more you become a target for your enemies, the more so.

Just like at this moment, the man holding a sword in front of Zhao Rong, as well as Uncle Kun and others who are in Qinglian Residence in Duyoudong City, are probably such existences.

If you guessed it right.

The identity of these dead soldiers is indeed sad, but Zhao Rong is not sympathetic at the moment.

Because they can sacrifice themselves for the Fuyao Zhao family either because of their special beliefs or because of their mission.

However, Zhao Rong felt that he and Qingjun Qian'er did not have this belief and mission, and did not have the obligation to accompany them to bear this matter, at least not at the moment.

Zhao Rong was even wary of the idea of ​​'sacrifice to support the Zhao family' that these people would instill in the three of them in the future.

Because he cannot empathize with others and hates the empty feeling of having his fate in other people's hands.

And at this moment, Zhao Rong insisted that chess pieces are just chess pieces, no matter how vigorous and tender they are, they are still manipulated chess pieces.

Therefore, a few days ago, when he heard the Mo family's "Su Si said" coming from Qingjun's mouth, he immediately became vigilant.

Thought penetration is the scariest thing.
To be continued...