Ning Que walked towards the peach tree.
Hearing the footsteps, Liu Yiqing became nervous. He held the hilt of his sword tighter and looked around in panic. He had said that he was unwilling to give up and wanted to fight again. However, when Ning Que walked towards him, he realized that he was seriously injured and blind. He could not even defeat an ordinary person, let alone Ning Que.
Ning Que stopped in front of Liu Yiqing and looked at his bloody and dirty face. He said, "I know you are still unwilling to give up. Because you think that I hid my strength and was too cunning."
Liu Yiqing's body trembled slightly. He pursed his lips tightly and used his strong willpower to stop himself from moaning in pain and falling unconscious because of his injuries.
This young powerhouse from the South Jin Kingdom used his silence and posture to show that he was still unwilling to give up.
"Actually, that's because you don't know what a battle is. You thought your sword move was simple enough, but it wasn't simple at all. Because you thought about it for three whole months. You thought about how to deal with my arrows and talismans. You wanted to confuse me with words and Chao Xiaoshu. "
Ning Que looked at him and said, "And I didn't use talismans or arrows. I didn't even use any skills. I didn't think about Chao Xiaoshu or the sword in your hand. I didn't care about the relationship between you and the Sage of Sword. I didn't fear you, I didn't despise you, I didn't use words to test your will to fight, and I didn't use any tricks to confuse you. I just pulled out the knife from the sheath and slashed at you."
Liu Yiqing understood a little and his body trembled more violently.
Ning Que looked at him and said, "That's the real simple."
After a moment of silence, Liu Yiqing said with a smile, "I understand."
Ning Que said mercilessly, "You don't understand at all. Simple thinking is the real simple."
"You thought too much. That's why you lost to me. And you said too much."
Liu Yiqing leaned against the peach tree. His body shook and he almost fainted.
Ning Que didn't stop. He looked at him and continued, "Before the battle, you said that if I fought you with all my strength, you would tell me where Chao Xiaoshu was. That was a stupid thing to say."
At this point, he paused for a moment and looked at the blood-like peach blossoms under Liu Yiqing's body. He said, "Even if you don't tell me where Chao Xiaoshu is, I will still beat you into a pile of dog shit. You threatened me just to make me more aware of the necessity of beating you into a pile of dog shit. Now that I have beaten you into a pile of dog shit, I'd like to see if you will tell me where Chao Xiaoshu is. I'd like to see how you can still be unconvinced."
Liu Yiqing finally understood why he had lost today. Although he was still unwilling, he had no choice but to admit defeat. However, as he listened to his opponent's incessant taunts, describing him as a pile of dog shit, and then thought of his heavy injuries and blind eyes, he immediately felt resentment.
After a moment, the resentment turned into helplessness. As the appointed leader of the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom, he had lost to his opponent in front of the world. Moreover, he was blind and would never be able to recover his cultivation state. He might not even be able to hold a sword again. How could he avenge himself in the future?
The pride in Liu Yiqing's heart gradually disappeared after this fiasco and Ning Que's calm but ruthless post-battle analysis. He looked at the darkness in front of him and imagined the bleak future. His chest was filled with despair and his willpower suddenly collapsed. He leaned against the peach tree and sat down again.
His right hand no longer had the strength to hold the sword hilt.
Because Ning Que's words destroyed the last straw.
Ning Que took a step forward and picked up the sword hilt. He looked at it silently for a long time.
This was indeed Chao Xiaoshu's sword.
Of course, Chao Xiaoshu would not lose to someone like Liu Yiqing.
Then why did his sword end up in the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom?
During the battle, Ning Que did not think about anything else in order to keep his state of mind clear and firm, and in order to make his chop as simple as possible. Now that the battle was over, those inauspicious judgments instantly poured into his mind, making his hand that was holding the hilt of the sword tremble slightly.
After the bloody battle in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, many people in the world thought that Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu were close friends and very familiar with each other. That was why they could fight side by side while bathed in blood. However, Ning Que knew that was not the case.
The relationship between him and Chao Xiaoshu was that of the landlord and the tenant. It was like the relationship between the leader of the underworld in Chang 'an and a hired killer. Or as he had said to Liu Yiqing, it was the relationship between a customer and a customer. The two of them could be described as romantic, but they had never talked about it. Most of the time, they talked about money and fried egg noodles. That was why he and Chao Xiaoshu were not that close. They had only met a few times, and he had never even been to Chao Xiaoshu's home.
However, there would always be one or two people in the world who came out of nowhere. They would casually walk into your life and say a few words to you. Then, the two of them would live and die together.
It was like when Chao Xiaoshu walked into the Old Brush Pen Shop on a rainy day.
It was also like when Ning Que and Zhuo Er met in the village in the Yan territory.
This kind of relationship was very faint, so faint that they might not have any contact for many years. Sometimes, they would occasionally exchange letters. Even if they met on a bustling night boat, they would just raise their cups of wine and talk about the matters after parting before parting again.
This kind of relationship was very strong. It was so strong that when they met again after many years, they would look at each other on the street and smile. Then, they would take the knife that the other person handed to them and fight against the endless enemies.
And when you knew that the other person was in danger somewhere in the world and needed your help, no matter if you were taking the imperial examination or marrying a princess, you would throw away the brush in your hand without hesitation. You would tear up the examination paper on the table, push away the officials in charge of the palace examination, rush out of the imperial city, take off your new festive clothes, ignore the beautiful and shy bride by your bed, and ride a horse thousands of miles away.
Ning Que looked at the sword hilt in his hand and remained silent.
He did not know where Chao Xiaoshu was now and what kind of situation he was facing.
He suddenly realized that the fact that he was not familiar with Chao Xiaoshu was a beautiful premise.
Because of this, he did not know if Chao Xiaoshu was a person who believed that as long as the sword existed, he would die. Because of this, he did not have to confirm that Chao Xiaoshu was dead.
Ning Que raised his head and looked at Liu Yiqing, who was sitting under the peach tree like a dead person. He tightened his grip on his knife and took another step forward. He slowly and firmly raised his knife.
The audience exclaimed. They did not expect that Ning Que would kill this man from the South Jin Kingdom.
In the crowd, Professor Huang He frowned and shook his head worriedly, indicating that he should not act recklessly.
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(I can only gnaw on it for 22,000 yuan. This is the hardest bone. The next chapter will be out before 3 o 'clock.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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