"call-"
The wind is a bit strong tonight.
When Luo Qingzhou quickly arrived at Yuanyang Tower, the moon-white figure and the red figure were already waiting on the eaves.
"Brother, your flying sword is ready."
Before landing on the roof, the red figure had already shouted sweetly.
Luo Qingzhou floated behind Yue Bai's figure, suppressed his excitement, and said with a bow, "Sister Yue."
Under the moonlight, the white figure on the eaves looks like a fairy.
She moved her sleeves, and a flying sword about five inches long floated out from the halo and hovered in front of him.
Luo Qingzhou looked intently.
The flying sword was pitch black in color, as thin as paper, with two sharp edges and a cold tip. There was no handle at the tail, which was only as wide as a finger.
The entire sword body did not reflect any luster under the moonlight.
If it weren't for the powerful vision of the soul, and the fact that the flying sword was under the moonlight, it would be difficult to see its existence.
If this flying sword flew at night, it would be difficult for ordinary people, even warriors, to spot it.
No wonder it is said that flying swords attack people silently and kill people invisibly.
This is simply an invisible killing weapon at night!
"Brother, the flying sword contains your essence, blood and hair. Now, if you touch it with your fingertips and input a little soul power into it, you can establish a connection with it, and then you can control it with your mind and soul power."
The red figure gave instructions from the side.
Luo Qingzhou stretched out his finger as he was told and touched the blade of the flying sword.
A chill came through the sword blade.
He slowly input a trace of soul power from his fingertips, and the flying sword suddenly trembled and made a buzzing sound.
At this moment, Luo Qingzhou immediately felt that his soul had established a connection with it.
The two seem to be connected by blood!
The red figure immediately said, "Brother, try to guide it with your mind, just like directing your arm."
Luo Qingzhou did as he was told, concentrating his mind on the flying sword and slowly pulling it forward.
The flying sword trembled and began to fly forward unsteadily.
Although a little slow and sluggish, it is very obedient.
"Brother, with your current soul strength, you can only pull within a range of three meters at most. Beyond three meters, the effect is very weak, and it consumes a lot of mind and soul power."
The red figure explained.
Luo Qingzhou continued to concentrate on his practice.
The speed of the flying sword began to gradually increase, and the flight became smoother and smoother.
At first you can only fly in a straight line.
Slowly, start to go up and turn down.
Then, it suddenly turned around and headed back.
Then, suddenly, it made an extreme turn and a U-turn while flying forward.
The red figure approached him, and stretched out a slender white jade finger from the halo, and said sweetly: "Brother, look, like this, raise a finger to pull it. Spin your finger in a circle, slowly at first, and then start to speed up. When you become proficient in practice, if you encounter an enemy, you only need to spin your finger in a circle, and the flying sword will circle around the enemy's neck, and the enemy's head will fall off..."
Following her instructions, Luo Qingzhou immediately raised his finger and tried to pull the flying sword.
Under his command, the flying sword began to stumble and spin in circles.
After practicing continuously for half an hour.
The flying sword's speed finally increased.
“Take a break!”
The fingers spun in circles quickly, and the flying sword also began to spin in circles quickly.
"Brother, do you know why this flying sword is so thin and has no handle? It is for killing people instantly. It can penetrate the enemy's body at the fastest speed and then disappear..."
"Brother, the blade is black and can't reflect light. Do you know why? It's so that we can approach the enemy silently at night..."
"Brother, although your flying sword is made of ordinary materials, it looks very sharp. It can cut through even the bones of monsters in an instant. Senior Sister may have added something else to it for you. It is also very precious..."
Luo Qingzhou practiced flying sword while listening to her tireless explanation.
At three o'clock in the morning.
He has practiced it very well.
Although he has not yet reached the state of unity between man and sword, he can basically control it smoothly.
Only then did he remember that he had not yet thanked the two of them.
"Xiaoyue, thank you for your materials."
"Sister Yue, thank you for helping me refine the flying sword and thank you for your refining furnace. By the way, Xiaoyue said you added something else to the flying sword. What is it? Sister Yue, can you tell me first? Although I can't pay it back now, I will remember it and will definitely pay it back to you when I have the chance in the future."
Luo Qingzhou bowed and said with gratitude and sincerity on his face.
On the eaves, the moon-white figure was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "No need."
The red figure suddenly laughed and said, "Brother, Senior Sister may want you to pledge your love to her. After all, those things are too precious, and Brother may never be able to pay them back in his lifetime."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and said with a cupped hand: "Sister Yue, I will come to tell you stories and scriptures every night when I have time. If you want to listen to other books, you can tell me. Maybe I have them here."
As soon as these words came out, the red figure beside him suddenly brightened up and asked quickly: "Brother, can I also enjoy the same love that you give to me?"
Luo Qingzhou stepped aside and said, "After I finish telling that story and that scripture, if you still want to listen, I will continue. But..."
The red figure immediately asked, "Brother, but what?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I don't know when I will leave here. Maybe I won't be in Mo City anymore."
There was silence on the roof.
The red figure sighed: "Brother, after the New Year is over, I will leave too."
Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked at her and asked, "Where are you going?"
The red figure hesitated for a moment and said, "It may be Kyoto. I have something to do and need to go there for a while. Where are you going, brother?"
Luo Qingzhou paused and said, "Yangzhou."
The red figure was silent for a moment, then asked, "What about your brother's wife and family? Will they all go with us?"
Luo Qingzhou did not answer, but looked at the white figure on the eaves and said, "Sister Yue, will you leave here by then?"
The white figure said calmly: "No."
The red figure glanced at her and couldn't help but ask, "Senior Sister, are you sure you won't?"
The moon-white figure stopped talking.
On the roof, there was silence again.
Seeing that it was getting late, Luo Qingzhou bowed and said, "Sister Yue, Xiaoyue, I have something else to do tonight, so I won't tell you stories. As for tomorrow night, we'll see. Sorry, I've been busy lately."
The red figure was a little disappointed, but he didn't say much. He nodded and said, "Brother, it's okay. Go ahead and do your work. It just so happens that I didn't understand what you said yesterday. I'm going to ask Senior Sister for advice."
"good."
Luo Qingzhou did not linger any longer. He flew into the night sky and headed directly out of the city.
The moon-white figure looked at the night sky where he disappeared, and there was still no expression on her flawless face.
"Senior Sister, I will leave after the New Year. But, I think I may have a breakthrough, and I can't live without him."
After a moment of silence, the red figure suddenly spoke.
The white figure said calmly: "You don't have to leave."
The red figure shook his head: "I am going to Kyoto. I have something very important to do. It concerns the people of the world."
The moon-white figure didn't say anything else.
"Senior Sister, can you lend it to me for a while? Just... just two months, okay?"
The red figure paused for a moment, then added: "I will pay him, I won't use him for nothing."
The moon-white figure said, "He is not mine, you don't have to borrow it from me."
The red figure raised an eyebrow and said, "Senior sister, if you say so, then I won't be polite. I will use the beauty trap to lure him away, or just use violence to abduct him by force. Do you have any objection?"
The moon-white figure said nothing.
But suddenly the moonlight shone on her body, her white skirt fluttered, and her long black hair moved without wind behind her.
The red figure sneered and said sarcastically, "I knew you couldn't bear to part with it! Even though you say it's not yours, you've already considered it yours and watch it more closely than anyone else."
Silence.
She sighed again and said, "It seems that I have no choice but to give that thing to him. Although I am a little reluctant, in order to continue to listen to his teachings... However, I wonder if his stories and scriptures can be transmitted and displayed on it. Sister, what about yours? Take it out and try it out?"
Outside the city.
The night wind was howling and there was no one in the wilderness.
Luo Qingzhou rode the wind and soon arrived at the foot of Zixia Mountain.
Soon, the people from the Song family were found in the woods.
However, there were only three people left in the woods, and no one knew where the others had gone.
The three of them gathered together, seemingly discussing something in a low voice.
Luo Qingzhou slowly approached from the big tree above his head.
I only heard one of them say: "We will enter the city tomorrow afternoon, and someone will pick us up. Then we will hide in..."
“Ouch—”
At this moment, a scream of a wild beast suddenly came from the mountainside.
Then, a cold light flashed in the woods on the mountainside.
Luo Qingzhou was floating high up and could see everything clearly.
At this time, the people under the tree stopped talking and all looked up at the mountain.
"It seems that Lao Wu and his companions encountered a wild beast. Will anything happen to them?"
"It's okay. Judging from the sound, it's just an ordinary beast. It should have been killed by them."
Several people were talking in low voices again.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the place on the mountainside where the cold light had just flashed, and his heart was suddenly shocked. He immediately rose into the air and flew over quickly.
That place seemed to be where his mother was buried!
“Swish!”
He flew over at the fastest speed and landed in the forest.
In the woods next to his mother's grave, two figures were examining a wild animal on the ground.
The beast's head was shattered and it was dead.
Both of them were holding hoes in their hands!
"Let's go. It's just an ordinary beast. Its flesh and blood are of no value. Let's dig up this grave quickly and go back to rest. We have important things to do tomorrow."
The two men took hoes and walked to the grave.
There was a ferocious cold light flashing in Luo Qingzhou's eyes. He stretched out his finger, his soul power fluctuated, and he quietly approached the two people.
A man raised his hoe and with a "click" he dug up the wooden sign standing in front of the grave and dropped it to the ground.
Another person said quickly, "Don't damage the wooden sign. Uncle said that we will bring the wooden sign and the bones in the tomb into the city tomorrow. We will then disgust the Qin Mansion. If they don't move the grave of that kid's mother, then let the Song family help. Hehe, move it directly to their house!"
The man who cut the wooden sign bent down and picked up the wooden sign on the ground. He glanced at it in the dim moonlight and sneered as he read, "Qingzhou's mother... Lin's tomb... Humph, the Chengguo Mansion is so stingy that they don't even give us a place to bury the dead, and they don't even allow the surname Luo to be left on it... That lady is so cruel that she even wants to borrow our hand..."
The words in his mouth stopped abruptly.
The man opposite was digging the grave with a hoe. When he saw that he suddenly stopped talking, he looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
There was a sudden and eerie silence around the tomb.
"Tsk..."
A strange sound suddenly sounded.
Like the sound of rushing water.
The man holding the wooden sign stood still, motionless.
His mouth was still open, but no more words came out.
A thin red line faintly appeared on his neck, and blood was gushing out...
"Lun... Brother Lun?"
The man opposite started to turn pale and his voice began to tremble.
"Gurgle!"
The man holding the wooden sign suddenly tilted his head and it rolled off his neck!