A few decades later, a lonely green-robed old man stood expressionlessly in front of a mound of dirt at the edge of a forest behind a somewhat dilapidated building complex. His hands were behind his back and he did not move at all.
After an unknown period of time, the sound of footsteps could be heard from behind.
A white-haired woman with two long swords on her back slowly walked over from a small path not far away.
"Evil thief, you're quite bold. You actually dared to ask me to meet you here!" The white-haired woman suddenly stopped a hundred feet away. She stared at the green-robed old man and said coldly.
"Why wouldn't I dare to ask you to come? Over the past few decades, you've chased me over a hundred times. But he had never been able to truly succeed! But now you've become much calmer. If it was a few decades ago, I'm afraid you wouldn't have said any nonsense and would have come to fight me with your life. "The green-robed old man turned around and said with an indifferent expression.
"Hmph, although I want to tear you to pieces, I have to admire your ability to escape. But don't worry, I will definitely end your life with my own hands, dig out your heart, and place it in front of my child's grave as a sacrifice. "
The white-haired woman was naturally Zhang Ya, who was almost sixty years old. However, it was unknown what kind of fortuitous encounter she had in the past few decades. Although her hair was white, her face had returned to the beautiful appearance of her youth. At this moment, she used a voice filled with hatred to the bones to finish speaking. Her gaze swept across the mound of dirt behind the old man.
This mound of dirt was the nameless grave without a tombstone where she had personally buried her own flesh and blood.
Although the woman was a little curious as to why the other party knew this place, her chest was already filled with hatred. She could no longer hold it in. She moved her arm and pulled out both swords from her back.
"Hehe, don't worry. I've been pestered for so many years and I'm too lazy to run anymore. This time, you and I will not rest until one of us is dead. Only one of us can leave this place alive. " The green-robed old man chuckled and pressed his palm against his waist. With a "clang", he pulled out a shining soft blade from his waist.
"Very good. If that's the case, I'm naturally more than willing." Zhang Ya sneered. Her body moved and she charged forward with both swords in her hands.
The old man took a deep breath and immediately raised his saber to meet the attack.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were fighting.
Compared to a few decades ago, the two of them were clearly much stronger in terms of techniques and skills. However, it was precisely because of this that the two of them were in an even more thrilling situation amidst the sword shadows and saber lights.
Unlike before, this time, the two of them attacked more than they defended.
After a while, the white-haired woman had several bloody grooves on her body, and one of the green-robed old man's arms was pierced through with a big bloody hole. It was hanging limply, and he no longer had any strength to move.
After the white-haired woman saw an opportunity, she suddenly let out a delicate shout, and the two swords in her hands shot out as streaks of light.
The green-robed old man hurriedly jumped to the side in shock, allowing the two swords to brush past him. At the same time, he laughed and said,
"I have experienced this skill of yours many times over the years. Do you really think you can hurt me?"
When the white-haired woman heard this, she coldly stared at her opponent without moving.
When the green-robed old man felt that something was wrong, there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him.
It was the two swords that were shot out. After they circled around, they actually shot back in the opposite direction.
"Puff! Puff!"
Two bloody swords immediately pierced through his chest. After the green-robed old man stumbled, he suddenly half-knelt on the ground.
"Hehe! I've already mastered this technique ten years ago, but I've been restraining myself from showing it in front of you even once. Now it seems that I did the right thing. Evil thief, you finally fell into my hands. Next, should I cut off your limbs first or dig out your eyes first? " When the white-haired woman saw this situation, she let out a hearty laugh. Her body moved, and she appeared in front of the old man. She shook her sleeve again, and another green dagger appeared in her hand. She stared at the old man's face and said in a cold voice.
The green-robed old man lowered his head to look at the sharp blade in his chest, then he raised his head to look at the white-haired woman who was full of madness in front of him. A strange expression appeared on his face. After coughing twice, he suddenly said in a low voice,
"Not bad! It seems that even though Mr. Zhang is immersed in this illusory world, your talent in sword skills is still so amazing. Do you still dream about flying in the sky, burrowing into the ground, and killing powerful enemies with flying swords? "
"This voice … you … who the hell are you!" The white-haired woman originally shook her wrist and was ready to put the dagger on the green-robed old man's neck, but after hearing this, her face became extremely pale.
"You have repeatedly gotten the news over the years, and you can accurately block me. Have you never doubted it?" The green-robed old man replied with a smile.
Hearing another familiar male voice coming from the enemy in front of her, the white-haired woman's body began to tremble. She suddenly put away the dagger, held the old man's face with one hand, and quickly touched the edge with the other.
After a while, a paper-thin thing was peeled off from the old man's face, revealing an extremely young man's face.
"Brother Liu, it's really you! What's going on? How did you disguise yourself as this evil thief? You can still look the same as you did decades ago. Did you also eat a Udumbara flower? "The white-haired woman stared at the young man's face and asked with a trembling voice.
This young man was the "Liu Ming" who had not seen the woman since they parted decades ago.
"The evil thief in your heart has always been me. And the people who provided you with the news over the years were deliberately told by me. As for my appearance, it's because I'm just an outsider to the current world. Naturally, I don't have to follow the laws of birth, aging, sickness, and death. " As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ming suddenly stood up and patted his chest with both hands. The two treasured swords fell from his back and at the same time, the wound on his chest actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Such a strange scene, if it was any other time, would naturally shock the white-haired woman.
But now, the woman's expression gradually became incomparably cold. Suddenly, her arm moved, and the dagger was placed directly on the young man's throat. At the same time, she asked Liu Ming fiercely,
"In other words, you killed my child, and everything was arranged by you. Why did you do this! "
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman's dagger moved forward, leaving a shallow wound on Liu Ming's throat. Blood flowed out.
Liu Ming turned a blind eye to this and revealed a strange expression. Suddenly, he clapped his hands twice with a "pa pa" sound.
Footsteps could be heard from the nearby forest, and a group of people walked out.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a squire. Next to him was a woman of about the same age, and behind them were two young couples.
One of the young women was holding a baby that seemed to be only a few months old. They all looked at everything in front of them with terrified expressions.
"What are you doing? Who are they?" Zhang Ya was shocked when she saw the situation, but she immediately realized that they were just a group of ordinary people. She shouted at Liu Ming.
"Hehe, Fellow Zhang, take a closer look at their appearances first," Liu Ming replied with a smile.
"Appearance? They are … "The white-haired woman sized up the new group of people in surprise. Only then did she realize that most of them looked very familiar, especially the middle-aged man in the uniform of a squire. He gave her an indescribable sense of familiarity.
"Show her your palm." Liu Ming did not immediately answer the woman. Instead, he turned to the middle-aged man and ordered.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but still showed his left palm to the white-haired woman. In the center of his palm, there were three bright red blood moles the size of rice grains, arranged in a 'V' shape.
When the white-haired woman saw these blood moles, her body immediately felt as if she had suffered a heavy blow. The dagger in her hand fell to the ground with a clang. She just stared at the middle-aged man without blinking, muttering words like "impossible".
At that moment, Liu Ming's body flashed and appeared behind the white-haired woman. He slapped his shoulder with one hand and shouted at the same time, "Life is like a dream.
"Life is like a dream. Zhang Xiuniang, wake up!"
"Life is like a dream! Zhang Xiu Niang, Zhang Xiu Niang … "The white-haired woman's emotions were already extremely agitated, but after being agitated by the thunderous words in her ears, her face immediately became completely blank, but there was a faint expression of understanding mixed in.
Liu Ming was overjoyed when he saw this!
Although his shout just now did not contain any magic power, he had used a secret technique he had learned on Savage Island. It could use sound to shock the opponent's mind. Now that he had used it here, it was indeed somewhat effective.
Just as Liu Ming was about to use the same trick again, suddenly, the muffled sound of thunder rolled in the sky. Countless black clouds rolled out in an instant. Then, a ferocious illusion of a giant insect that only Liu Ming could see appeared under the clouds. It was about an acre in size, and it opened its mouth and spat downwards.
Liu Ming only felt a bone-chilling cold wind blow up nearby, and it just happened to sweep past him and the white-haired woman.
"Plop!"
The white-haired woman immediately flipped over in the cold wind and fell to the ground. The blank and understanding expression that had just appeared on her face instantly disappeared without a trace.
Although Liu Ming did not move from his original position, the moment the cold wind entered his body, his mind suddenly sank, and his entire body became dizzy.
At this time, the illusion of the giant insect in the sky became blurry and disappeared.
… …
A year later, at the foot of an unusually green hill, the figures of a man and a woman were slowly walking along a small path.
The woman was Zhang Ya, and the man was a grey-haired old man with a face full of wrinkles. One could only see a bit of Liu Ming's spirit between his brows.
"Brother Liu, you really can't remember why you pretended to be a bad person, took my child away, and raised her," the white-haired woman said with a sigh as she accompanied the grey-haired old man.
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