This is not a sword that is stunningly gorgeous, nor is it a sword that is destructive, nor is it a sword that can block His attack, but it is definitely the highest level of sword that Jianchou has ever used in his practice!
It was beyond her ability, beyond her inherent cognition, and even...
Beyond her own existence!
It's a brand new knife, and it's a knife made with all your heart!
The two-foot-long, sharp sword light was half of the light and clean spiritual power, and half of it was the obscure and dark soul power!
The former can be found everywhere in the vast land of the 19 continents; the latter, however, belongs to a territory that few monks can reach today.
These are two forces that should be mutually exclusive.
But at this critical moment, at this moment without hesitation, they were almost perfectly poured into the same magical weapon and almost perfectly merged together.
As if conquered by some power, he was willing to be driven by it and die!
In this narrow corridor, no monk recognized this power, no monk understood it, and no monk knew how it appeared!
Jianchou was still hiding in the wind. Even though she swung the knife, her "riding the wind" state was still not damaged at all.
In everyone's eyes, where she was was just a void wrapped in black air.
In front of the void was the attacking "centipede" tail spike; behind the void was the swaying figure of Bai Yin, who was holding a long sword high. The running sword light drew a picture of ink painting of a waterfall in the void, pouring towards the tail spike in front.
But at the moment when his sword light had not yet arrived, that void, that void where there was nothing in his sight and perception, suddenly burst out with such a sharp sword light!
It was clearly a chaos, but in his perception, there was a color of endless light.
As if it could illuminate the sky!
That feeling was like seeing a vast ocean suddenly appear in mid-air where there was nothing!
It's amazing, unbelievable!
"How-"
At this moment, Bai Yin's voice was almost hoarse with surprise, and he almost screamed, but the words got stuck in his throat in the blink of an eye.
The strange gust of wind that had blown past him before immediately appeared in his mind.
So, everything before and after was connected.
Good job!
It turns out that there is a master hidden in this gust of wind!
It turned out that this person was just five meters in front of him!
It turns out that the evil centipede-like monster in front was not attacking him!
Bai Yin, who had figured it all out, almost bit his teeth in hatred: It was obvious that someone was stepping on his back to take advantage of him, and might have plotted against him without being discovered yet.
The tail thorn, the hidden person, and Bai Yin himself were all on the same line.
From where he was, he saw the beast's tail stab coming forward, and thought it was an attack on him, but at this moment, a knife flashed, almost confronting the beast head-on...
It's easy to guess that the target of this evil creature is clearly the hidden person with the knife!
He should have taken this opportunity to escape!
But by this time, it was too late.
Because the beast's tail was coming at him with great force, Bai Yin had already determined that he was in danger before the knife flashed, so he quickly stood up with his sword in hand and used his most powerful skill.
At this moment, he is exerting all his strength on his five internal organs, and his spirit has reached the Nascent Soul stage. His moves are old-fashioned, and it is not as easy to retract them as during the previous battle with Liang Tingyu!
Big loss!
This is a big loss!
Bai Yin's heart ached so much that it bled. Not only could he not escape at this moment, but he could only watch helplessly as his own "Inverted Galaxy" sword stabbed towards the beast's tail with an unstoppable momentum, following the sharp and chaotic blade light!
To others, the knife light and the sword light were connected and became one, the timing was so clever. It was as if the person who drew the knife and the person who drew the sword had agreed long ago, with tacit cooperation.
Liang Tingyu, who was shocked speechless by the changes in the corridor at the back, was even more shocked at this moment.
She thought she could defeat a cultivator who was suspected to be Bai Yin of Yashan; but there was someone behind Bai Yin. If it weren't for the mysterious "Him" who appeared on the night ship, her whereabouts would not have been exposed.
What's more, there is such a fascinating knife!
What level of cultivation does this person have
This left stream...
Could it really be possible to attract a master of Yashan Kunwu's level
Liang Tingyu was in doubt, but out of fear, she did not dare to move forward. She just stared at the attack that was about to collide with her.
And fight back!
The sword lights up in front and the knife lights up behind!
At this moment, even Jianchou himself was slightly startled when he noticed it. But after thinking about his current hidden state and the positions of the three people, he immediately understood the reason for this situation.
At that moment, he only said secretly: "Just in time!"
She didn't know whether the person behind her hated her to death or not, and she didn't care at all. She only knew that at this moment, any attack that came with her towards the fierce existence in front of her was what she urgently needed, and was her help!
Because only she, who was locked by his energy, could experience the terrifying feeling that made her scalp tingle!
Even though this was her fastest reaction, even though this was a counterattack that completely exceeded her limits, even though this was a blow that even she herself did not understand...
But at the moment of swinging, she knew better than anyone else—
Not enough!
Such a knife is totally not enough to block the two seemingly simple tail spikes in front of us!
Even with Bai Yin's sword attack, there was only a glimmer of hope, and it was a precarious one at that...
Jianchou was clear about the location of the corridor that was more than a hundred feet long.
The condescending sneer had dissipated, but the contempt and disdain had not changed at all. In fact, it became even stronger with the addition of the sword light.
This was because His power had surpassed the limits of what an ant could understand.
The spear-like tail was as fast as lightning, and it swayed in the air, shaking with illusory light and shadow.
It seemed to come from the silent abyss, as if it came from the source of the long night, as if it had merged with the surrounding heaven and earth, as if, no matter the rising knife light or the dazzling sword light, it could not shake this power that has lasted since ancient times!
It will make the weak unable to resist, and it will be unstoppable!
The winner will be decided!
But at this moment that made people unable to blink, another amazing sword energy rose into the air! From five feet in front of Jianchou, which was the entrance of the corridor, it rushed over!
At the critical moment, with the previous flash of sword and saber, he chopped towards the tail sting!
The sword light is green and blue, and the sword energy is mighty!
The narrow corridor seemed to open up as the sword energy flew across it.
What hit me was not a ray of sword light, but a thatched cottage with green pines and cypresses hanging in the clouds, a field ridge dimly lit by the setting sun and no one disturbing it, a dark and silent deep mountain forest...
At the moment when the sword energy swept through, there seemed to be a hermit chanting:
Walk to the end of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise...
The true meaning is hidden in the obscurity; the closeness to nature is in the vastness.
Be free from desires and follow your heart.
A small boat drifts away with the water, and from then on, the rest of its life will be spent in rivers and seas.
This is?!
When Jianchou was shocked, he couldn't help but look up and look towards the entrance of the corridor that was covered by black air. Except for the few lines of green sword light mixed in the sword energy, there was no trace of other objects or people.
Bai Yin, who was standing behind her, was undoubtedly also quite surprised.
But the expression on his face, in addition to surprise, was also three times more horrified!
Today and tonight, in the dungeon corridor, in addition to the mysterious man who was hiding his tracks and drawing his knife, there was actually another person following quietly!
And this person...
Bai Yin's eyes passed over the few lines of green light mixed in with the sword energy, and he almost immediately had the answer in his heart: If I remember correctly, this is...
No matter who discovered Kunwu on the night boat, it was not good news for Yashan.
The two handsome long eyebrows immediately frowned.
But the movements of his hands were not affected at all. Instead, he took advantage of the powerful force of the sword energy and accelerated the speed of the sword in his hand!
"boom!"
A chaotic blade light and two sword auras, one black and white and one green, although emitted at different times, almost miraculously collided with the two hideous tail spikes at the same time!
Jianchou believed that any cultivator in the Entry-level Stage in the Nineteen Continents would not be able to escape unscathed from this nearly perfectly coordinated three-strike siege. Even a cultivator in the Return-to-Void Stage would probably change color if he saw it.
But at this moment, her opponent, or their opponent, did not have any extra reaction at all!
The surging sword light and sword energy crushed the dark stones on the walls of the surrounding corridors into rubble; in the violent spiritual energy, the dark soul power of Jianchou that did not belong to the land of the Nineteen Continents shuttled through, making the power even more explosive...
But the sturdy insect body still attacked with great ferocity!
The terrifying force of the three people's combined attack only caused the two ferocious tail spikes to slow down slightly than before!
but…
One line is enough!
"Walk!"
A loud shout was heard from the entrance of the dungeon tunnel, and then a star-like formation diagram unfolded, and the ripples unique to the formation began to ripple again!
Although Jianchou and Bai Yin, one was in the dark and the other in the light, one was in front and the other was behind, they both understood the opportunity at this moment!
Taking advantage of the momentary delay caused by the combined attack of the three people on the ferocious evil creature, he shot out without hesitation!
The huge insect body collapsed like a mountain, and its ferocious tail spike advanced like a spear!
whoosh!
Only two quick noises were heard, and a gust of wind accompanied by a snow-white, graceful figure broke out at this critical moment, and suddenly rushed into the formation, without any trace left!
Liang Tingyu, who had been watching from the sidelines, had never expected that a second person would appear besides Bai Yin, let alone the sudden appearance of a third person and the various changes that followed.
The moment she saw Bai Yin escape, her madness and calmness finally returned at the same time!
"Chase—kill without mercy!"
The solemn and murderous voice, with the blessing of spiritual power, was transmitted between the buildings.
At this moment, the entire night ship came out in full force!
On the screen wall of the hall in the deepest night, three figures jumped out one after another!
The figure in the front was completely hidden in the void, and then was enveloped by a ball of green light. After a moment, it disappeared in front of the screen wall.
Undoubtedly, he has teleported away!
Following closely behind is exactly Jianchou.
She was in the wind, and strictly speaking, her figure was not exposed at all. It was only because she had to fight back against the centipede-like beast before, so she actually revealed some traces.
After coming out, she was still running fast, but she did not rush to teleport away. Instead, she turned back and looked at the statue in the hall!
The dark black statue was gigantic, with its dancing centipedes stretched out like swords and spears, and its eyeless head pressed against the darkest shadow at the top of the hall.
When it came, it looked nothing more than a little spooky and strange.
But at this moment, one after another golden runes stretched into long lines appeared on its surface, flowing continuously, like blood pulsating on the surface of the body, or like a large binding net and flexible ropes.
The statue itself was motionless.
But when Jianchou looked at it, he actually felt that it seemed to be struggling in pain, roaring in anger, and growling in resentment!
Bai Yin just came out of the corridor at this time. Although he also saw that something was wrong with the scene, he did not dare to act rashly as it was dangerous all night and there were pursuers behind him.
At that moment, he neither chased the Hermit Sword King nor looked for the mysterious hermit who drew the knife. After coming out, he teleported directly!
He actually chose a direction and ran away!
Even if Wang Que was helping, he couldn't judge Kunwu's attitude towards Zuo Liu's matter, so there was no need to chase him; as for the mysterious man who drew the knife, he knew that he was probably not a simple-minded person and was very likely to have evil intentions, so there was no need to stop and ask the two if they could still be friends.
So, Bai Yin got away very easily and without any hesitation.
Therefore, Jianchou, who was originally the second person to come out, became the last person left in the hall.
She knew she shouldn't stay at this moment, but the strong uneasiness and premonition in her heart urged her to observe the statue over and over again and remember every detail in her mind.
It was not until ripples began to appear on the screen wall behind the statue again that Jianchou turned around, hid in the wind, and decisively threw himself into the air, heading due south!
The rescue of Zuo Liu was temporarily put on hold due to the sudden change tonight.
She had to go back to the inn, sort out everything that happened tonight, and then find a solution.
At this time, the night was coming to an end.
The waves on the Lan River were still cold. The river breeze carrying the sound of the waves passed through every boat moored at Crow Ferry and brushed past every empty mast without a sail.
In the dark clouds hundreds of feet high above the ferry, there was a handsome male cultivator wearing a luxurious purple robe, a jade belt around his waist, holding a sword slanted across his waist, and quietly approaching the direction of the night boat.
It was not someone else, but Xi Yijian, who was once known as "East and West Sword" together with Sword Emperor Qu Zhengfeng.
Purple-robed Swordsman, Xue is helpless!
Although his current cultivation level is not as good as Qu Zhengfeng's, he has already entered the worldly stage. Even if it is only in the initial stage, it is definitely enough for the Tomorrow Star Sea. Tonight, I am excited and I will come to explore the night ship and see what is happening with Zuo Liu.
After all, he was still very curious about the Night Cruiser's hidden card.
Thinking this in his heart, Xue Wujiu narrowed his eyes and prepared to stop and check the situation below. But before he could stop his flying figure, an abnormal evil wind swept towards him!
Is it wind
No!
wrong!
It seems like there is someone hiding in the wind!
After all, his cultivation level is one major realm higher. Even those in the late Nascent Soul stage are unaware of the hidden means. For him, even if he cannot perceive them clearly, he has a vague intuition about them!
Xue Wujiu has been in Tomorrow Star Sea for many years and has dealt with various emergencies.
At this moment, he almost subconsciously slapped his waist, and after a "snap" sound, the sword came out, and immediately a fluttering sword light rose up and swept into the wind!
"How dare you, you scoundrel, launch a sneak attack!"
Sneak attack
Who else could be hiding in the wind? It must be Jianchou who had just fled madly from the night boat!
When she heard what the other party said, she was extremely shocked and angry: she was shocked at how high this man's cultivation was, and she had hidden in the wind and had not noticed him, but was discovered by him instead; she was angry at how this man drew his sword and attacked without saying a word!
There were pursuers behind Jianchou. If he was delayed for a moment, he would be discovered by the people on the night boat almost immediately at such a close distance!
She is not afraid of anyone, including the female cultivator with a scar on her face.
But if it is the statue in the hall that jumps out, we will be in big trouble!
No matter what, there is no time to delay seeing the sorrow now.
The most important thing is to escape quickly!
But why did she have to run into such a person at this time? !
In a flash, she could not notice the other person's appearance at all. She could only see a streak of cold sword light, which tore through the wind where she was hiding and headed towards her neck!
This is a fatal move!
If she is not careful, she will be beheaded!
The sudden change almost made the hairs on Jianchou's back stand up.
This short and rapid attack, which could even be described as a precise sneak attack, left her with even less time to react than when she was confronting the vicious being in the dungeon a moment ago!
In a hurry, he only had time to raise his knife to block!
"when!"
The sword blade carrying sword energy hit heavily on the knife blade as bright as autumn water. Seeing that his wrist was strained, he twisted it to make it soft, and spun around with the deer-cutting knife, climbing onto the opponent's sword blade and slashing at him!
At the same time, he raised his empty left palm high and slapped the opponent!
“Zheng!”
The sound of the blade scraping against the sword was as clear as a dragon's roar, but it made Xue Wujiu's heart tremble.
What a quick response!
What a nimble wrist!
The blade and the force of the blade pressed forward at the same time, forcing him to withdraw his sword. If he didn't withdraw his sword, his arm would have fallen to the ground before he could cut off the opponent's head!
He is definitely a guy who has walked on the edge of a knife and experienced life and death!
Xue Wujiu immediately made a judgment in his mind and felt the desire to fight. He clenched his five fingers holding the sword, and his aura suddenly increased. He wanted to fight with the mysterious opponent in the wind.
He laughed loudly and said with a bit of pride: "Fellow Daoist, don't run away, and come with me-"
Before he could even finish his words, his intentions weren't even revealed!
In the night sky covered with dark clouds, a three-meter-long black hand suddenly appeared. It slapped Xue Wujiu on the head without saying a word, just like slapping a fly!
A Fantian Seal!
"boom!"
The violent spiritual power exploded in all directions, and even someone as skilled as Xue Wujiu was caught off guard and was left dizzy and dazed!
For a moment, all I could hear was the whistling of the wind in my ears.
When Xue Wujiu came to his senses, he could no longer see the evil wind or the mysterious monk hiding in it? !
Yes, but there was a dark mass of pursuers on the night boats floating in the air, and the dead face holding the mandarin duck axe, standing five feet in front of him...
Liang Tingyu, one of the three chief priests of Yehangchuan.
She is the female cultivator who is most valued by the Night Boat Master in recent years, the most ruthless female cultivator in recent years, and also the female cultivator that many people in Tomorrow Star Sea have high hopes for in recent years.
"I thought it was some rogue who barged in and turned my night ship upside down. I didn't expect it to be Marquis Xue Jian who came to visit. I'm so sorry for not welcoming you!"
The long scar on his left cheek made Liang Tingyu look particularly cold and hard, and the corners of his lips seemed to be raised but not yet raised, which was a silent mockery.
Her gaze fell on Xue Wujiu who was in mid-air; Xue Wujiu also heard the three words "Xue Jianhou" in her words very clearly.
Just, trespassing
And it turned the night ship upside down
Xue Wujiu looked at Liang Tingyu who seemed to be smiling but actually had an extremely ugly expression on his face, and then looked at the many Night Boat monks who were surrounding him as if they were facing a great enemy, as if they were going to surround him and beat him up if they had a disagreement!
this…
What flashed through his mind instantly was the evil wind that he encountered when he came here, and the mysterious monk hiding in the evil wind.
"… "
It really felt like blood was choking my throat!
The moment he understood the whole cause and effect, Xue Wujiu's eyes went dark, tears welled up in his eyes, and he almost fell down from mid-air!
Your grandpa's!
The brief fight with the mysterious monk just now was beyond his expectations, and he suffered a big loss. Now he was surrounded by almost all the monks of the Night Cruise at the ferry!
But it is such an injustice!
He did come here today because of Zuo Liu's matter, but he didn't even have the time to step into the Night Boat, let alone cause any damage!
Take the blame.
I am taking the blame for someone else.
The corners of Xue Wujiu's mouth twitched. At this moment, he really wanted to cry and ask Liang Tingyu opposite him: Fairy, I said I just arrived, do you believe me
There are no stars or moon in the sky.
Tomorrow's sea of stars will never be seen again.
For Jianchou, it was a thrilling and strange night full of doubts and anxiety.
After striking out with a sudden Heaven-Flipping Seal, she quickly shook off the purple-clothed male cultivator who had met her on a narrow road, and then took a detour in Shattered Immortal City before returning to the inn.
But when I sat down and sorted out my thoughts, the endless doubts were not only not answered, but became deeper.
I explored the night ship at night, but found nothing. I also ran into three people who seemed to have the same purpose as me:
The first one is a white-robed four-fingered monk, who is very likely to have some connection with Kunwu or Wang Que himself;
The second one, I'm afraid, is Wang Que. Jianchou understands the hermit's sword intention. Although his performance is not quite the same, his artistic conception is correct. Comparing his cultivation and temperament, as well as the reason for staying in the Tomorrow Star Sea, it should be almost certain.
The third one, of course, is the purple-robed male cultivator. His swordsmanship is absolutely exquisite, and his cultivation is at least one major realm higher than his own, which means he has at least entered the secular world!
Flow left, flow left.
This guy's market value is simply outrageous!
The more Jianchou thought about it, the more his headache grew. He recalled the strange and unusual existence in the dungeon of the Night Ship that had strong murderous intent towards him, as well as the statue standing in the hall, and tried to analyze it carefully.
But apart from the three words "Fu Chaosheng", there is really no clue.
The complexity of the situation is beyond what she can handle now.
After thinking it over, she sent a letter back to Yashan, this time addressed to the head of the sect, Zheng Yao, telling him everything she knew, hoping to get at least some definite information or help before the Silver House offered a price.
after all…
Judging from the situation in the dungeon of the night ship, kidnapping people is almost an impossible task. So her hope of saving Zuo Liu mostly depends on the price offered by the Silver Building in two days.
"All that's left is to wait for a reply and then find out the latest news."
Looking at the sky outside the window that was gradually brightening, Jianchou thought of Fudaoshanren, from whom she had not replied for a long time, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled, but her master's cultivation was not high but his abilities were extraordinary, so it shouldn't be a big deal.
"If there's something wrong, I'm afraid it's me..."
She let out a long breath, but the dark cloud that had been covering her heart ever since she escaped from the corridor of the night boat did not dissipate at all.
That vicious and evil presence, that eerie and terrifying withering statue, and that golden rune that looked like both blood and a prison...
She had no idea where it came from.
But the murderous intent that had almost become tangible was clear as day.
"Night Boat..."
Jianchou muttered to himself, frowning, but slowly spread out his palm. In the blink of an eye, the two-foot deer-cutting knife was in his palm.
That knife, which was beyond her comprehension, kept flashing before her eyes...
But for Xue Wujiu, it was an extremely unlucky and confusing night.
Not only did he fail to accomplish his task, he also fought with the heroes for 300 rounds at the Crow Ferry, and refused to admit that he was the one who trespassed into the night ship and tried to rob Zuo Liu. He brought shame upon the "Purple-Robed Sword Marquis", and I'm afraid he also left an unsolved case in the future star sea.
He returned to Jiexing Villa with a sigh.
It was already early morning.
The tributaries of Lan River merged into the main stream, and the Yinxue Pavilion was surrounded by a vast white mist. The villa was built on a hill not far from the shore. It was originally a place for a fisherman to rest. Later, the fisherman left, Qu Zhengfeng came, and slowly expanded it into the villa it is today.
Green trees surround the white walls, and a long corridor embraces the lake.
Lake rocks are scattered around the courtyard steps, and overlapping rockery occasionally attract fish.
Many monks who have visited the villa have commented that, apart from the somewhat confusing name, this is a very worldly place, suitable for leisure.
But apparently...
No matter how you look at it, Qu Zhengfeng is not someone who would like to have fun. So running into him under the lakeside corridor early in the morning was nothing new to Xue Wujiu.
"I heard you did something big last night?"
Once again, she knew he was coming without turning around, but this time, Qu Zhengfeng sat by the lake without washing his hands.
He is sharpening his sword.
A long, dark black whetstone, with an ordinary iron sword placed on it. There was nothing surprising about the casting process or the material itself.
Perhaps the only surprising thing is the act of sharpening the sword itself.
Everyone knows that the new Sword Emperor of Tomorrow's Star Sea has two good swords.
One of them is called "Hai Guang".
It is made of thousand-year-old sea jade found thousands of feet below the bottom of the West Sea. It is dark blue all over, and only after being infused with spiritual power will it show the clear blue of sea water, like the sky, like a gem. The sword takes the meaning of "sea", which implies the acceptance of all rivers.
One of them is called "Yashan".
It was left by the ancestors of Yashan Mountain, or it is said that it was born from the Yashan Mountain Range. It is the life sword of Yashan Mountain. Its power cannot be stopped by heaven and cannot be predicted by man.
Anyone who possesses either of these two swords will no longer pursue the second sword.
But Qu Zhengfeng was sharpening his sword.
To sharpen an ordinary sword made of ordinary iron.
The slender and powerful fingers pressed on the sword, grinding it again and again, making a low and hoarse sound, which sounded like the wind blowing through the woods.
Qu Zhengfeng watched intently, pouring water on the sword from time to time to wash away the stains caused by grinding and make the blade as bright as snow.
"His Majesty the Sword Emperor is truly the most well-informed. Was it that big mouth Zhilinsou who told you again?"
I should have gotten used to it by now.
Xue Wujiu shook his head and stood beside Qu Zhengfeng, saying, "Yesterday, I was going to explore the night ship to see what was going on. I didn't expect to run into a mysterious monk holding a knife. I saw that the way he held the knife was a bit like Yashan's. And his palm technique was extremely fierce..."
"If it's the Heaven-Flipping Seal, you should be able to recognize it with your eyesight." After hearing his answer, Qu Zhengfeng did not stop sharpening his sword, and continued as before, "What's more, I..."
The voice paused.
The action of sharpening the sword suddenly paused.
Xue Wujiu glanced at him but said nothing.
So Qu Zhengfeng continued calmly and nonchalantly, "Besides, most people in Yashan use swords, few use axes, and even fewer use knives."
"That's true. I don't think it could be her. After all, her movements are strange and I feel she is not much different from me. If it is true, her progress is too shocking..."
Xue Wujiu said this and naturally stopped talking about this. He just took out an invitation from his arms and handed it over.
"It's for you. Do you want to see it?"
"Tsk... tsk..."
One side of the sword blade passed through the delicate surface of the whetstone, and in the blink of an eye, a layer of bright light appeared.
Qu Zhengfeng picked it up, looked at it in the morning light, and laughed: "What's so interesting about the invitation to the night boat?"
This was given to Xue Wujiu by Liang Tingyu after he finished fighting with Ye Hangchuan, and he was asked to pass it on to Qu Zhengfeng.
Just as Qu Zhengfeng knew what was in this book without even reading it, Xue Wujiu knew what was written on it without even reading it.
But at this time, he still opened it and took a look, then touched his chin and said, "In two days, Zuoliu will invite you to be a guest at the Silver Tower. I think Yehangchuan dares to go against you, and you may have some hidden cards. This trip may be a Hongmen Banquet. Are you going?"
The Hongmen Banquet
Qu Zhengfeng held up the ordinary sword, looked at the sharp blade after being polished, squinted his eyes slightly, and thought: "Is there anyone in this starry sea who invites me to a banquet..."
Xue Wujiu lazily leaned against the pillar of the corridor, and smiled with interest when he heard it: "Ten years of sharpening a sword, but the frosty blade has never been tested. You have been sharpening the sword for decades, isn't it time to test it?"
It takes ten years to sharpen a sword.
Xue Wujiu's words sounded right, but...
Qu Zhengfeng stood up, holding the ordinary iron sword that had been sharpened, and walked through the courtyard covered with red leaves, leaving only a faint ending: "My sword is not sharpened for them."
Who was that grinded for
Xue Wujiu really wanted to ask, but when the words were about to come out of his mouth, he swallowed them back and just stared at Qu Zhengfeng's tall back in a black robe woven with gold, disappearing into the winding corridors.
Behind her, a figure wrapped in an enchanting red dress appeared quietly, with silver butterfly wing patterns covering the hem of her skirt.
Xue Wujiu shrugged: "Hongdie, you are a demon, and your cultivation is high. Do you understand what he is saying?"
"Sharpening the sword..."
The witch in the red dress hooked her soft hair with her snow-white fingers, slowly looked up at the sky, and a suggestive smile appeared on her lips.
"It's just sharpening the sword."
"… "
So sometimes, Xue Wujiu really wanted to roll his eyes, but when he thought about Hong Die's background and identity, he endured it with great grace.
"Forget it. I'd better ask about the Silver House. What if he wants to go there again?"