(ps: This chapter is modified based on the plot of the previous chapter "Defeat and Escape". Because the quality and word count of the previous chapter were not good enough, it was revised again. On the basis of the original text, some more stories were added. I hope you will understand
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★Xiao Qingfeng’s perspective★
Now is the time to decide who will teach the final swordsmanship to.
The owner of the door slowly walked over, looked at the two of us, and asked coldly: "Who do you think... should pass it on to?"
Zhu Yan did not answer, but I had no self-confidence at all and had already thought of a way out.
"I think...it's Senior Brother Zhu Yan..." I answered unconfidently. This is inevitable. Zhu Yan is a superman who took three Xue Tong Pills. How can I compare with him?
"Ho ho... Xiao Qingfeng, you..." Zhu Yan looked up at me and continued: "What did junior brother say? I'm still far behind!"
Having said that, his proud look really deserves a beating...
Speaking of this, we suddenly found that the sect master had pulled out the Nine-layer Tianyuan Sword and stared at the two of us fiercely. This was not to scare anyone, but he really wanted to kill the two of us!
The murderous atmosphere made the hairs on both of us stand on end. We had no choice but to pull out the Qingtian Yuanyang Sword and hit the stone with an egg.
Zhu Yan was so frightened that he took a few steps back and quietly pulled out the Holy Sword of the Valley. The air around him seemed to be frozen and tense.
Lamei was on the side, looking at the three of us in horror, and said weakly: "Father, what are you..."
"Shut up!" the sect master scolded him, then kicked his right foot, drew his sword and rushed towards us.
"Ding!" The Nine-layer Heavenly Yuan Sword and the Holy Sword of the Valley sparked violent sparks, and Zhu Yan was shocked and took a few steps back.
"Look at the sword!" The sect master's nine-level Tianyuan sword flew across like catkins blown by the wind. This sharp swordsmanship made it impossible for the two of us to get close.
"Whoa!" A quick sword slashed across my stomach, leaving a large bloody hole in my stomach. I collapsed on the ground. Damn it!
I covered the wound with both hands. Fortunately, it was not serious, but from now on, it can be seen that the sect owner really wants to kill both of us. This is real murderous intent!
The sect master leaned on his sword, jumped up, put his feet together, and kicked me hard in the chest.
"Huh!" The blood in my belly was already in my throat. I was kicked over and hit the wall, hitting my head with a bang.
"Ran·Yakura!" The sect master used his fatal technique. This move must be matched with someone with strong swordsmanship. By stabbing forward at high speed, it dazzled people, as if there were thousands of swords attacking them.
Running in front of me.
But the disadvantage is that this technique is suitable for thousands of troops. When used, it requires stabbing in the sky for a long time, and it is easy for others to avoid it. Even the two of us can easily avoid it.
Zhu Yan naturally dodged its attack range very easily. Just when I wanted to dodge, I discovered that his target was not the two of us.
It's wintersweet! I'm definitely not wrong! Wintersweet's legs were so frightened that they paralyzed on the ground, unable to move, and looked tremblingly at the father who was about to kill him.
"You bastard, she is your own daughter!" I yelled, picked up the Qingtian Yuanyang Sword, and ran over. Just when the move was about to fall on Lamei, I blocked it with my chest.
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"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!" The stabs were struck again and again, and all that was left was stabbed on my body. The blood that reached my throat surged out of my mouth. My eyes were wide open.
, my body became riddled with holes with this rapid stabbing, finally...am I going to end it?
On the verge of death, my consciousness was once again occupied by the demon in my heart, and the animal nature in my body broke out again, and then I lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, I saw the door owner facing me, with me lying on his lap.
"Did you open the blood pupil? There are no wounds on your body anymore. You opened it on time!" the door owner said. I looked back and saw that I was still in the yard, with Zhu Yan standing aside and staring at me.
"Brother Qingfeng!" A delicate voice came into my ears, and Lamei ran over. Her nervous look was really cute.
I stood up and looked at myself. My clothes were in tatters, but the physical wounds had long been eliminated.
"Lamei, are you okay?!" I asked her a little worriedly, after all, the murderous aura of the door owner would never be easily withdrawn.
"Compared to these, don't you
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Should you be more worried about yourself?" She looked at me with wide eyes, a look of fury and confusion on her face and shouted loudly.
Wintersweet is angry! This is unexpected by me, what should I do? I looked around at a loss, what should I do?
At this moment, my lips suddenly felt a slight soft touch.
Wintersweet... kissed me with her plum petal-like lips...
I swallowed my saliva and was too nervous to move. My whole body stopped working as if I had made an appointment.
They just quietly, quietly feel the first kiss...
"So open?" Zhu Yan said unhappily.
The door owner changed his usual cold expression and smiled broadly.
"Thank you, you made me feel safe," Lamei stroked my cheek, moved her lips away, and said with a smile, "Why are you crying?"
Huh? Why would I shed tears?
"Oh, it's okay, the wind and sand are too strong." Although I thought to myself, how could any fool say that the wind and sand were too strong in this sunny weather, but I really didn't know what to say.
"Enough! I've had enough!" Zhu Yan suddenly roared: "Why can that guy do it, but I can't?"
"Zhu Yan, I know that you have always liked Wintersweet, but you didn't show it, right?" The door owner replied so seriously.
"Yes, I want others to know that the man guarding Wintersweet is the best swordsman in the world who has obtained the ultimate swordsmanship. Do you understand how much effort I have put in for this!" Zhu Yan gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Se roared.
"But, you have the power of three blood pupils. In other words, even if you don't, shouldn't you stand up and protect the people you love?" The door master's words were like pouring cold water on the people he loved.
Punish Yan on his head, from head to toe.
"How can a person like this who doesn't know how to protect what he loves deserve to be the best swordsman in the world?" the sect leader added, deeply hurting his self-esteem.
"But, I..." Zhu Yan blushed and wanted to defend.
"I know what you are going to say. I admit that your swordsmanship is the strongest among your fellow disciples. If you open the blood pupils, you can even surpass me. However, if you are obsessed with strength, you will not understand the 'sword'
of use.”
"Master, why..." I understood the meaning of their conversation and quickly went up to try to persuade them.
"Qingfeng, remember, if you want to understand the ultimate swordsmanship, you must first have a heart that can protect others and even die for them. Those who escape are cowards. Only heroes will not escape!" The sect leader turned to Zhu Yan again and said coldly.
He said coldly: "Now, you can go!"
Zhu Yan didn't say a word, but his back with resentment gradually disappeared in front of my eyes.
When we met again, it was the time of my wedding to Lamei. In order to take revenge, Zhu Yan gradually strengthened his position under the leader of Xitianmen, who had already had a grudge against my leader.
First, when these two were apprentices, the master handed over the final swordsmanship to my master, the master of the Huaitian Sect.
Later, the head of Xitianmen proposed to my master that he should marry his son to Lamei, but he was not only rejected by the master, but was also humiliated.
That young man is a playboy who does not do his job all day long. He only knows gambling and fighting, so the master will naturally not agree to this marriage.
So on the wedding day, we joined forces with the Nantianmen Gate Master to surround our wedding venue.
The masters of Beitianmen and Dongtianmen were attending a wedding here. Seeing this posture, they quickly drew their swords and stood up.
"Long time no see, brothers!" the leader of Xitianmen said mockingly to everyone: "Now who should be the orthodox leader of the alliance?"
"You guy...what do you want to do?" The master held the hilt of the sword tightly, ready for a fight at any time.
"It's not that I want to do anything, I just want to go to hell!"
"What?" Everyone was shocked. Wintersweet was caressing my arms and quietly looking at the group of devils outside the door.
At this time, a man with the word "death" engraved on his forehead walked in. The corners of his eyes were raised darkly. That guy was Zhu Yan!
He opened three blood pupils! He lost his mind and rushed over like a devil. He knocked the door owner to the ground with just a wave of his hand.
The master of the Beitianmen and the master of the Dongtianmen were unable to stop him. This demon pulled out the Holy Valley Saint given to him by his master.
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The sword, a gust of wind drifted by, and the master of Dongtianmen was beheaded!
"The power of the Blood Eyes is indeed unstoppable by us old guys!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the master yelled at the Beitianmen Sect Master to run away.
After all, someone needed to take care of the funeral arrangements, so the Beitianmen master agreed and ran away.
"Xiao Qingfeng! Take the wintersweet and run away! Leave me alone!" the master yelled.
When I saw this, I quickly picked up the wintersweet and prepared to run away.
"Brother Qingfeng, why are you running?" Lamei asked with some confusion.
"We stay here to make it difficult for the master to use his skills. Before everyone gathers here, run quickly!" I jumped up, flew to the stone wall, and ran away. In order to protect the wintersweet, I could only do this
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It was raining heavily and the road was muddy. I was circling here with my wintersweet on my back, not knowing where I was going.
"I said, is father okay?" Lamei looked back worriedly.
"Don't look back!" I was worried that if she ran back to save the master, she would end up losing her life instead, thus failing the master's will.
In the heavy rain forest, the branches were whistling with the strong wind. Because it was night, the surroundings were dark, and the raindrops hit us mercilessly. I almost slipped on the mud several times, but the wintersweet was not harmed at all.
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"Brother Qingfeng..." Lamei wanted to say something.
"I'm sorry! I didn't save your father!" The apology came out naturally.
"No, you don't need to apologize, father will support what you do!"
"That's good!"
"By the way, Lamei, what did you just say?" I remembered his expression just now.
"Obviously it was just ignorant and ignorant love at first, why do I take it seriously now?" Lamei sighed.
I fell silent.
"Where will we go in the future? I will give birth to many children for you, Brother Qingfeng!" Lamei whispered to me quietly in my ear, regardless of her wet hair.
However, I failed to stick to that promise in the end.
After Zhu Yan regained his senses, he quickly caught up with us, and the disciples surrounded us tightly in the forest.
"Xiao Qingfeng, I have no interest in you, but this wintersweet must come with us!" The leader of the Xitianmen came out and said contemptuously.
"No...no..." Like a lost dog, I stared at the dense crowd of people around me in horror.
"That's right..." Lamei silently slipped off my back, pushed me down into the mud puddle, and then shouted loudly: "If this can save his life, I am willing to go with you!"
"What are you talking about?" I immediately became nervous.
"Of course, as long as you come with me, I don't care about this guy's life or death!" the leader of Xitianmen replied.
"Lamei, do you understand what you are talking about?" I stood up quickly, ignoring the mud on my hands, and grabbed Lamei by the shoulders.
"Escape quickly, you must survive as the best swordsman in the world!"
"Impossible, I must protect you until..."
"Pah!" My cheeks received a burning impact, and with the crisp sound of a slap, a burst of thunder rumbled over.
"Let's go! I don't like you!" Lamei cried, and the water on her face could no longer tell whether it was rain or tears.
"Huh?" I froze there as if I had been hit with a wooden stick.
"It's really interesting..." Zhu Yan looked at us as if we were watching a clown show.
My heart has been beaten by the rain. After hearing this, I had no choice but to rush out of the forest desperately. Why? Why?
Of course, I didn't expect at the time that the moment I turned around would become a knot that I couldn't get over for seventeen years.
But now, Zhu Yan is standing in front of me. I am standing in the Xietianmen courtyard, and behind me stands the ignorant General Lou Ning. He must not be allowed to get involved in this war.
What I didn't expect was that Zhu Yan had no murderous intention. Instead, he spread his hands and said to me with a smile on his face:
"Long time no see, come in and catch up on old times!"