Forget it... Sister, are you okay?" "It's okay. Thanks for your help, little brother." "..." Although the girl's voice was light and pleasant, it was mixed with a certain maturity that did not match her appearance age. The tone was neither shallow nor deep, and one could not hear any emotion in her voice. It was just like stagnant water in an ancient well without any ripples. "Oh, you're welcome. It's my job to protect the people of Xianzhou. Sister, the port has been blocked. Why are you still..." "I came here with a merchant ship, hoping to catch up with some old friends, but I never thought Luofu would become so dangerous." "You came at an unfortunate time. There was a little accident on the Immortal Boat, but don't worry, as long as..." "As long as the general takes action, the matter will be resolved quickly, right?" "Uh, yes, it is." Yan Qing coughed lightly and introduced himself: "My name is Yan Qing, and I am a registered member of the Cloud Cavalry. I have not yet asked for your advice..."
"My name is Jingliu." The girl turned around, and even though her eyes were covered by a black veil, her unique beauty was still as stunning as ever. Her beauty is like the snow lotus that still blooms on the cliffs of the snowy Tianshan Mountains after weathering all kinds of wind and frost, greedily grabbing the moonlight and snow to embellish its own floating light. "Hello again, little brother." "again?" Yan Qing scratched his hair in confusion. Although he had devoted all his attention to practicing sword and martial arts and had not learned much other knowledge, he was still able to distinguish people's faces. "Have we... met before?" "Oh, just a casual remark, it's not important." "Really? Um, big sister, you are..." "I'm from Cangcheng." "Cangcheng? Is there any immortal boat with this name among the six immortal boats? Then you..." "I haven't been here for hundreds of years. Let's stop talking nonsense and focus on the important matters." "Oh... then, big sister, please follow me. I will take you to the Cloud Riders' base." Yan Qing's face was full of confusion. Who was this woman? It was as if she could read my mind. She answered before I even asked. How did she know what I wanted to ask? The two of them walked all the way to Xingcha Wharf and stopped. While Yan Qing called out to Xingcha, he calmly prepared for battle. Although the woman covered her eyes with a black veil, she walked with steady steps and a light and strong body, showing no signs of being blind at all. The most important thing is that she is so sharp that she can completely capture the movement trajectory of each of her flying swords when they are unsheathed. This kind of insight is simply not something that ordinary people can have. She behaves suspiciously and hides her identity. What is her identity? Unexpectedly, just as this question came to his mind, Jing Liu, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly asked him a question that surprised him greatly:
"You're after the Blade, aren't you? He's not here, so there's no point in wasting your time." "What? You, 'Blade' is a serious criminal in Xianzhou. The news of his escape from Youyu Prison has been completely blocked. How do you know all this? You are not blind at all. Who are you?" "Little brother, judging people by appearance is a taboo in the military. I am wearing a black veil ≠ I am blind. This black veil is just a tool I use to prevent myself from being reminded of the past and falling into evil. You viewed me as a blind man who posed no threat at the beginning, which shows that you are inexperienced and need to improve your character." "Don't change the subject!" Yan Qing raised his left hand and made a sword gesture. Six flying swords suddenly appeared and hung in the air, waiting for an opportunity to move. "Could it be that you are also in cahoots with that fugitive? Tell me, where is he now? And since you knew he was not here, why did you pretend to go with me?" "No hurry. You will know these problems later. You are no match for me, let alone Blade. I will go with you so that you will not lose your life in vain, little brother." "How ridiculous! Don't think I'm a child and can be fooled. How can I know before the sword is out..." "It's a matter of winning or losing, right? Then I'll give you a fair chance, and follow me." After saying that, Jing Liu turned around and boarded the Xingcha. This style of turning the tables made Yan Qing a little overwhelmed: "Hey, what are you talking to yourself about? There's only one place you want to go right now, and that's..." "What? You're scared because I told you that you can't beat me? Do you think you really can't win, so you don't dare to gamble?" "What a joke! What is there for me to be afraid of? I will go with you. I don't think you can escape my flying sword." "Oh, look at you, you're so anxious again. Just a few words have made you jump up and down." "..." Yanqing felt that he had never been so unreasonable as he was now. What's wrong with this woman? She's even more annoying than a cheating general in chess! After a while, Xingcha stopped at the Industrial and Manufacturing Department. Jingliu strolled leisurely in a garden and stopped at a path under Yanqing's "escort". She looked around, her eyes hidden under the black veil were mysterious and deep. "Let's start from here. This place is full of evil spirits and demons, perfect for a sword show." "How will the winner be determined?" "We must go all the way to the end, and no fish can escape the net. The first one to arrive wins. If you win, I will go with you to the prison and leave you to your fate, and I will also tell you the whereabouts of the "blade". But if you lose..." "Humph, I won't lose. But you, big sister, please don't take the opportunity to run away and refuse to admit your mistake." "Child, Jing Yuan has really taught you bad things, you are always talking nonsense.
Then I will be polite and let you go first." "Don't regret it." Yan Qing has always been very competitive, just as the saying goes, a sword hidden in a box, full of youthful vigor. At a young age, he was promoted to the title of a brave guard, so naturally he was a little arrogant. After being repeatedly ridiculed and provoked by Jing Liu today, he naturally held his breath, wanting to prove himself and convince the other party. The road leading to the Industrial and Manufacturing Bureau was full of evil spirits. Dealing with these small soldiers was naturally no problem for Yan Qing. He wielded six flying swords in turn, and in just a few breaths, he wiped out a group of evil spirits. However, before he could be happy, he looked around and found that the demon soldiers in front of him had already been chopped down by the sword. Their wounds were freezing cold, and he could feel the chill penetrating into his skin just by passing by the corpses. He looked up in panic, only to see Jing Liu already appeared a hundred meters away. All the evil spirits along the way were killed by her with one blow. Her swordsmanship was so high that he had rarely seen it in his life. It’s really strange, who is this woman? "Little brother, it seems that the scenery along the way is quite nice. Did it trip you up?" Jingliu's slightly sarcastic voice of squeeze came from a distance, and Yanqing couldn't help but tighten the hilt of the sword in his hand. Meeting a worthy opponent, his fighting spirit became high. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not keep up with Jing Liu's pace. The opponent didn't even take a breath, and he walked leisurely among thousands of troops, killing all the Mo Yin soldiers in the blink of an eye. "Jing Yuan taught you to kill evil creatures, but did he teach you how to deal with the immortal boat people who have fallen into the devil's Yin body?" "The answer is, there is no difference. A sword will penetrate the Danfu and cut off its life." "Your sword is hesitant and weak. It looks sharp, but it is actually dull." "Do you think swordsmanship is just a game of winning or losing? Future Sword Master?" "It should be like this, the sword is out without return, one strike will kill!" Poor Yan Qing, he was being scolded while fighting fiercely, and he could hardly display even half of his usual strength due to the excessive pressure. He took a deep breath and decided to risk everything. The blade in his hand shone sharply, and the six flying swords that were unsheathed shone with thousands of brilliances, spinning around him: "Ten thousand swords..." "Wan Jiantian is coming." What shocked Yan Qing greatly was that just when he was about to use his unique skills, he heard a faint sigh from Jing Liu. The next second, the six flying swords he was controlling, even the one in his own hand, all escaped from his control and flew towards Jingliu in a trajectory that he was extremely familiar with! Seize the sword! My sword was taken away? If word gets out that a swordsman's sword was taken away, it would be more than just an insult, it would be a sheer insult! But compared to all these, what shocked Yan Qing the most was the moves used by Jing Liu. Ten thousand swords come from the sky, and swift swallows chase them.
Why would she use my moves?! In the brief moment of stunned silence, Jingliu had already controlled the seven flying swords he had taken from Yanqing and killed all the remaining Moyin soldiers. It only took a moment from drawing the sword to sheathing it, which was enough to prove that the woman's sword-wielding skills had reached the pinnacle and reached the level of perfection! Although Yan Qing was unwilling to see this scene, facts speak louder than words. He lost, and lost miserably. Yan Qing opened his mouth slightly and said in an extremely dry voice: "I lost..." “How come you see?” "what?" "The competition has not yet ended, and I haven't even thrown my last sword yet, but there is no opponent left on the field." Feeling melancholy, Jingliu slowly turned his head, and the pair of eyes hidden under the black veil seemed to be able to see through the veil and pierce Yanqing's heart. 【Boom boom! ! 】 The violent heartbeat triggered fear, which spread throughout Yan Qing's body in an instant. A kind of sword intent that was almost condensed into substance was like a cold wind blowing through the air, wantonly sweeping across his body. "The sword has been unsheathed, but it has returned without success. This is a blasphemy against the will of the Emperor Bow Siming. It is very ominous." "you......" "I will not say anything more. Rather than letting you be cut to pieces by the blade, I would rather give you a sword that has been tempered a thousand times. As a swordsman, you will die under my sword." "..." "Little brother, do you want to take my sword?" The biting cold sweat slid down Yan Qing's forehead. The boy's body was shaking imperceptibly, as if he was trying hard to suppress the fear in his heart. Don't answer! Don't answer! ! Don't answer! ! ! If you take this sword, your life will be in danger. But, if I don't take this sword... From now on, I am afraid that I will no longer have the courage to draw my sword when facing the enemy, nor the determination to win. Not to mention the death of the body, the heart will surely die. If you dare not take up the sword or challenge a strong enemy, your heart of Tao will be shattered, and how can you make any progress? I take it!!
Although he did not give an answer, Yan Qing's firm steps forward already showed his attitude. "You dare to use Qingfeng to kill the deadly calamity, and keep your sharp intention to forge the sword spirit. You are so brave." Jing Liu raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said something that Yan Qing could not understand: "I walk with you just for this sword." As the last word fell, Jingliu soared into the air. That graceful and jade-like figure exudes a fatal beauty under the dark clouds. This ominous premonition, like a sign of impending death, made Yan Qing feel as if he saw something obscure that he could not resist from the darkness that was creeping out from under his feet.