Seeing the worried look in the saint's eyes, Lu Ming felt warm in his heart, he smiled calmly, and said, "This is also worth it. After all, it took a lot of money to train you in Jiantang. He left like this.
It's not that. It's good now. They have a task and I'll complete it. Both aspects will be written off."
"But..." The saint shook his head helplessly: "I know that this is the only way to do this now. But you must be careful. The fierce competition among the Saint in the Sword Hall is unimaginable to many people.
After I gave up my identity as a saint and lost the support of the sword hall, the saints that I had competed in before, and when the sword hall selected the saints, they definitely chose not only three, not only ten or eight.
At least hundreds of people, and finally through layers of training and selection, there are only three left now, and two more have to be removed. Only the last one can worship the three sword priests, and the rest survived will be separated layer by layer.
Some people go to worship the Supreme Seven Swords, while the others may be chosen by the Sword Saint of the Sword Hall, and the second time they will also do things in the Sword Hall. After all, everyone who is qualified to become a saint is a genius."
Lu Ming nodded gently, and had heard of this information. After all, those who can worship the three sword priests must be genius.
The saint smiled bitterly: "Those alone are a big threat. You know, many of the things I did in the sword hall before are not considered glorious. How did I treat you before, you are more than me.
It’s clear. Including the dead Saint and other swordsmen’s family and friends, all these struggles will definitely be recovered. Now you don’t have to think about it, they will definitely become more and more serious.”
"I know." Lu Ming smiled. This is the environment for the saints to compete for rankings. If they don't take action, they will definitely be killed. It can be said that it is a process that can turn a sheep into a wild wolf. In this process
, it will naturally be clear whether it is a sheep or a wolf. However, since I married a saint when I lost my memory, I should take on this responsibility no matter when.
The world of the swordsman is highly valued, and the reality can be compared with any world, and it is even more advanced. However, Lu Ming has no worries about this. If someone really comes to cause trouble, then it will be solved. It is free.
Those who are sent to practice swordsmanship, wouldn't they be happy to accept it?
The saint suddenly noticed a trace of splendor in Lu Ming's eyes, and shook his head helplessly. Thinking about how she got to where she is today, she mistakenly took Lu Ming as an opponent. In contrast, the entire Zhenyuan Empire can
Young swordsmen who surpass themselves, even if they don’t have to think about it, they won’t know much. Unless they are a super big family and a royal family, they will secretly cultivate some genius swordsmen as the family’s trump card.
After all, it is very serious to fight each other among major families, and families with killer weapons are very happy to find trouble, and annex the other party will save a lot of trouble.
Such means are endless, and the saint is worried about these swordsmen who have been secretly trained.
Lu Ming didn't care much about these things. The so-called car must have a way before the mountain. A good swordsman should know how to walk no matter what road is ahead. As long as he gets closer, he should know how to walk. Lu Ming knew that he was ahead.
There is a big road, but there are more unknown forks, and I have no intention and no time to sort out them out, and they will inevitably appear at that time.
The Saint's meal was the most enjoyable thing ever. Now that she has a family, children, and a man who loves herself, what other needs can she have for a woman?
Moreover, Lu Ming went out this time not only restored his memory, but also changed his entire aura from inside to outside. Moreover, the strength of the sword realm has improved quite quickly. Even in the sword hall, there were not many people.
Can compare.
"You haven't told me yet what you did when you go out this time?" The Saint asked curiously.
"This time I just did some small things." Lu Ming said lightly.
"What's the matter?" The saint asked in a deep voice, feeling that Lu Ming's momentum had changed so quickly, and it was absolutely impossible that it was just a trivial matter.
Lu Ming smiled and said, "I went to the Holy Sword Sect this time to challenge Xue Mei, but I decided to make a past happen."
"Xue Mei?" The saint frowned and said, "That woman is really not an ordinary genius. She is definitely an outstanding existence among the younger generation. She should be at the realm of a half-step swordsman, right?"
"Yes, it can even be said that the first person under the swordsman is almost no match except me." Lu Ming said lightly: "In order to kill her, I have indeed lost some of my little thoughts.
However, things were going smoothly. Not only did they kill her, they also left some unforgettable little things for the Holy Sword Sect."
Lu Ming told the Holy Sword Sect about the Holy Sword Sect to the Saint. Although his tone was very plain, the Saint could imagine how difficult it would be to kill in that environment. After all, it was
It's like killing someone.
The Saint could say that the details of Lu Ming killing Xue Mei with one sword were not spared at all, and Lu Ming asked him to explain it carefully three times. She repeatedly thought about it and felt that she could not do such a thing.
It means that your man is even more genius!
The saint smiled and gently stroked the scars on Lu Ming's body with her hands, and her eyes were filled with tenderness. What she didn't say was that she was actually unable to live without this man, his confidence, his unique charm, and his sword skills.
, they all attract the saint as firmly as an abyss.
This is why the saint has been waiting in the small mountain village, waiting for Lu Ming to return safely.
Time passed bit by bit, but the saint felt that time had passed too slowly and the meal had not been finished yet. But she thought instead that they were in love with each other, so why don’t they care about a meal?
Doudou was already asleep. She looked at Lu Ming and laughed. Lu Ming's eyes were also bright. This night was destined to be no longer calm.
Chapter 3
When the sun rises again, the small mountain village is already full of smoke, the older villagers are already busy, and the forests on the mountain are also starting to steam out of the clear air. In the morning light, life in the small village becomes more and more peaceful.
Lu Ming stretched his waist vigorously. When he saw this picture, he felt that it would inevitably be liked by the saint. Even after seeing it, he would not be willing to leave.
Lu Ming slept well last night. He hadn't really slept for a long time. He often spent the night in practice, but here, this quiet atmosphere made Lu Ming truly relax.
The saint got up early and kept busy around the pot. She washed the wild vegetables freshly picked from the forest and cooked them. A light fragrance spread in this hut. She was paired with a beautiful chef, which really made people eat.
Great increase.
The third master was still used to getting up early to chop wood, but today he gave himself a vacation because he saw two horses at the door, and he knew that Lu Ming was back.
The third master likes Lu Ming very much, but for more than a year, he has always been away from home, which makes the old man always chop wood alone, and his heart is always a little lonely. The father and father have not had a good chat for a long time.
"The third master is still so strong, how are you doing recently?" Lu Ming walked to the door and greeted the old man.
"You are old, you can't compare to those in the past." The third master said with a smile: "Child, you have found any clues about your home recently?"
Lu Ming nodded and said, "I found it, I have recovered my memory now."
"Finished?" The third master was shocked: "That's great, that's great. The child hasn't been home for more than a year. My family must have missed you, right?"
"Yes, my father has always been very worried about me." Lu Ming sat next to the old man and used a scythe to light the old man's pipe.
The third master took a few sips of cigarettes, but he was happy, but his expression became lonely and said, "Yes, after finding home, you should leave."
Luoya nodded and said, "They are all mother and son who stay here and are always taken care of by the villagers. It's not the case, so I'm going to take them back this time."
At this time, the limping old village chief walked over. When he saw Lu Ming, he was stunned, and then hurriedly said, "Oh, Tiedan is back!"
"Old village chief." Lu Ming stood up and greeted.
The old village chief hurried over and looked at Lu Ming with great concern. A sharp luster bloomed in his somewhat muddy eyes. Through years of kendo career, he found that Lu Ming was injured, but his aura became stronger and stronger.
It's hard to see through.
"Have you recovered your memory?" the old village chief asked with his last name.
"Yes, this time I went out, I finally found my home and remembered everything." Lu Ming said with a smile. It was not surprising that the old village chief could see that he had recovered his memory. He was a killer, although it was not very outstanding.
, but it also has different insights from the villagers.
"Okay! OK!" The old village chief patted Lu Ming's shoulder heavily, "Good boy, nothing is more important than home. Look at my old bones, I don't want to leave here any more."
The villagers rushed over one after another. There were only two streets in this small village, and several trips to the houses. The voices in front of them were a little louder, and the back of the village could hear them clearly. For a moment, there was already a front of Lu Ming's house.
There were people sitting around, and many half-aged children pestered Lu Ming and asked him to cut the wooden sword, but they were all driven away by the adults laughing and scolding.
Moreover, after learning that Lu Ming had recovered his memory, everyone was surprised. However, in just a short while, each household took out their own survival and the delicacies of the mountain were ready to cook soon.
The villagers were very simple and knew that Lu Ming would go back after he recovered his memory, so a meal represented their most sincere intentions. (To be continued.)