Hsu Fengnian said softly, "I've already reasoned with you, but you won't listen. Today, either you come with me, or I'll stay here and wait for you to come with me. I don't care if you're Jiang Si or Jiang Ni, I don't care if you're the emperor of West Chu or a servant girl of Mount Qingliang. "
Hsu Fengnian grinned, but it was not frivolous, only mournful. "In any case, you've already gotten used to my unreasonableness. Just get used to it again."
Jiang Ni, one of the four Rouge Appraisers, was up against Hsu Fengnian, one of the four Martial Appraisers.
Between these two people who had a grudge against their country and their families, there was the height of the temple and the distance of Jianghu.
Hsu Fengnian patted his clothes and slowly stood up.
The hundred thousand swords in the lake immediately buzzed and trembled. Even though Jiang Ni's internal energy had been sealed by the Song family's medicine, the three generations of scholars of the Song family could not imagine that the innate sword embryo Jiang Ni, who even Li Chungang admired, had made rapid progress on the path of the sword. With a thought, with a thought, with a will, it was a combination of flying swords and willpower.
The murderous Jiang Ni seemed to be too angry. Her body trembled, and those hundred thousand sword mountains that seemed to have flown in from the heavens also began to shake violently. She stared at that young man and said through gritted teeth, "You really will die!"
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "I know. You've been thinking about stabbing me to death for many years."
Jiang Ni suddenly raised her hand, and the five flying swords seemed to have received an immortal's edict. They immediately left the sword mountains and flew over, nailing themselves into the ground beside Jiang Ni.
Hsu Fengnian, who was standing in his original position, had already torn his sleeves.
Jiang Ni seemed to still be angry. Her five fingers trembled, and the hundred and thousand swords began to "fall down the mountain", flying between her and Hsu Fengnian in a daze.
She said with a trembling voice, "You want to die in Da Chu's capital that much?!"
The scoundrel opposite her actually smiled and said, "Guess?"
It was as if all the grievances that she had accumulated for a lifetime had exploded in an instant. Her eyes were red, and she reached out an arm to the side, holding a flying sword that appeared in her hand with the force of a thunderbolt.
At the same time, the sword mountains slowly moved, and finally hovered in the air above their heads, covering the sky and the sun.
The light was dim, she finally could not see his face.
Only heard her angrily shout, "Hsu Fengnian, are you going or not!"
She heard his voice, "I'm not leaving."
One sword mountain and one hundred thousand swords fell down like heavy snow, majestically and miserably on the ground, falling into the Jianghu.
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He muttered to himself, and no one could hear him.
In the past, I always bullied you. I liked to go to your room in the middle of the night and play tricks. I liked to suddenly climb out when you were drawing water from the well. I liked to throw snowballs at you when it was snowing. I liked to hide in a tree and wait for you to pass by to scare you. I knew you felt wronged and angry … …
But, if I didn't bully you in those years, you wouldn't have bothered with me.
Then he heard a sobbing voice. In that moment, he closed his eyes, his face full of pain.
"Hsu Fengnian, you forced me to do this!"
The sword above Hsu Fengnian's's' head turned to dust.
But between the two of them, a flying sword flew past.
A sword pierced his chest.
The flying sword was not fast.
But he did not dodge.
In those years, Han Shengxuan wanted him dead, Liu Hao Shi wanted him dead, Wang Xianzhi wanted him dead, and the Imperial Astronomer wanted him dead.
No matter how arrogant those opponents were, he, Hsu Fengnian, would never resign himself to death. He would only fight with his head held high, and win!
The sword pierced his chest.
This sword, could not even compare to Qi Jiajie's sword, could not compare to Beimang's Huang Qing's sword, could not compare to the swords of many people.
But that sword, half was left in front of him, the other half was exposed behind him.
At this moment.
There was once a pair of man and woman in such a miserable state. Li Chungang and Lu Pao 'er.
She stood there in a daze.
Hsu Fengnian opened his eyes, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He raised his arm, as if he wanted to reach out and grab something. But in the end, he only lightly grasped the hilt of the sword and gave her a deep look.
This travel-worn young man, who had rushed from Beiliang to Guangling, turned around, slowly pulled out the sword pierced through his chest, and casually threw it far away. He covered his bleeding chest and did not speak.
He had traveled thousands of li, from the desolate border to the beautiful mountains and clear waters.
His clothes had long been wrinkled, his boots worn out.
He had thousands of words to say, but in the end, he did not know where to start.
To this world, it was like the young man who had crossed the river on the chessboard. He picked up the pawn and slowly wiped his palm across the blade. The pawn drank blood like a person drinking water, not leaving a single drop behind, all of it seeping into the blade.
He squatted down and placed the pawn near the pair of boots. "If someone bullies you in the future, break this blade. Even if I am thousands of li away, I will rush over in an instant."
He paused for a moment, then said hoarsely, "Even if I am already dead at that time, I will come from the netherworld to the world of the living to see you again."
Then he stood up and shouted to the heavens and earth, "Whoever dares to kill Jiang Ni, I, Hsu Fengnian, will kill him!"
When he finished speaking, he raised his arm to cover his eyes and did not put it down for a long time.
He took a step forward and disappeared in a flash.
Her hand was still stretched out in the distance, as if she wanted to grab something.
Her face suddenly turned snow-white, her other hand covering her mouth, but scarlet blood still seeped out from between her five fingers.
But that hand that wanted to grab something was not willing to put it down.
She really wanted to turn her head. She really wanted to see a smiling face. She wanted to see a guy who had been expressionless for many years smiling at her.
She turned her head.
He was not here.
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