After Yun Mo walked out of the castle tower, he stood on the road and looked at the clear sky. He felt extremely comfortable. He took a deep breath and thought to himself: "The relationship between General Thunder and Lightning is getting closer and closer. I believe Yan Shou
Ling will also be slowly shelved by her."
Thinking of this, Yun Mo's face showed a smile of relief. All of this was the result of his hard work.
Yun Mo looked at the sun in the sky. The bright sun was shining on the top of the entire sea of clouds.
He raised his head, took a deep breath, and then let it out gently.
The sun pierced through the clouds and fell on Yun Mo's body, his black hair fluttering gently.
The sunlight made Yunmo look like an immortal, with a faint smile on his handsome face.
"It's still early, let's go and play with Youla." Yun Mo said with a smile.
Yun Mo walked towards the outlying island. I don't know if it was because the war was coming to an end. At this time, there were many more shogunate soldiers on the street than usual, and the atmosphere on the street was much more depressing than before.
When the shogunate soldiers in groups saw Yun Mo passing by, they lined up to salute, and Yun Mo nodded slightly in response.
Yun Mo's reputation in the shogunate army was not very great. After all, he was a member of the community and a ninja. The reason why those soldiers lined up to salute was all because of the clothes Yun Mo was wearing.
The three layers of thunder drawn on the long robe, in the eyes of those soldiers, represented the lord they followed, General Thunder.
Yun Mo walked forward silently. Behind Yun Mo, there was a pair of eyes staring at him. Those eyes were as sinister as a poisonous snake.
It is like a wolf keeping an eye on its prey. Once it sees its prey, it will keep looking for opportunities to pounce on it, tear it to pieces and devour it.
The owner of the eyes followed Yun Mo slowly as he walked, and the inconspicuous figure moved like a ghost.
As the New Year is approaching, the hot spring hotels on the outlying islands are doing a very prosperous business, and almost all the rooms are full.
In addition to Inazuma people who want to relax in the hot springs after a year of exhaustion, there are also foreigners who come to Inazuma to experience the hot spring culture of Inazuma.
Of course, if Mora is not available, you can only experience it in the public bathhouse, and the rooms with independent springs are booked early.
The rooms with independent springs are extremely luxurious. They are basically exclusive buildings, and they also have interiors in various different national styles, including Mondstadt, Liyue, Zhidong and other countries.
In addition to allowing some travelers who don't like the style of Inazuma to stay, the store's arrangement also allows some Inazuma people who want to learn about exotic customs but don't have time to go abroad to enjoy the foreign culture.
In the courtyard with Mondstadt architecture, a plump woman sat on a huge wooden board. The water under the wooden board was gurgling into the pool.
The woman was wearing a blue winter skirt with patterns embroidered in various colors.
The woman is holding a wine glass in her hand, and the wine in her glass is blue.
The woman has long blue hair, fair and smooth skin, exquisite facial features, a pair of bright and clear eyes, a high and straight bridge of her nose, petite lips, and her neck is as white and flawless as jade.
This is a perfect Mondstadt-looking beauty, wearing a pair of white silk stockings on her long and graceful legs. The edge of the stockings is decorated with two white roses.
She was sitting on the wooden board, drinking and reading a book, shaking her slender legs. It was a very beautiful picture.
The woman did not soak in the hot springs because she liked the coolness. Even in winter when the temperature was close to zero, she was used to soaking in the cold water because she liked the freshness and pleasantness brought by the ice water.
the breath.
The woman closed the "Hundred Tales of Strange Tales" in her hand. Her eyes were looking into the distance, as if she was thinking about something. Her lips were lightly pursed, and there was a trace of melancholy between her eyebrows.
"Miss Youla, Lord Yunmo is here."
The maid's voice came from outside the door, and her voice was full of respect.
"Okay, let him in."
After Youla's voice fell, Yunmo stepped into the house.
Youla put down the book in her hand and looked at Yun Mo who entered the door.
"Brother Yunmo, you came here so early. Are you here to discuss with me where to go today?" Youla stood up and smiled at Yunmo, with a hint of teasing in the corners of her slightly curved mouth.
"Captain Youla, you have fallen. I heard that you haven't gone out in the past few days. How come you have been infected by Zaoyu and become lazy?" Yunmo looked at Youla with a wicked smile.
"Inama's abyssal forces have been eliminated, and I have nothing to do.
I want to find someone to spar with, but I don’t know many people in Inazuma, and you’re extremely busy, and even Zaoyu can’t see anyone, so we can’t spar with each other.
So I have nothing to do except reading in the hotel." Yura shrugged her shoulders, her tone a bit resentful.
"Then let me practice with you. Just to see if your swordsmanship has improved recently." Yun Mo suggested.
"Okay, I also learned some tricks on Ba Ling Island, but I am worried that I have no place to use them." Youla pulled out the Pride of the Sky sword with an orchid body, and her blue eyes were full of war.
meaning.
"Then don't let me down." Yun Mo slowly pulled out the Yan Mo Sword.
"Haha, you are so confident!" Youla laughed, her laughter was like a silver bell, which made people feel very comfortable after hearing it.
After Youla finished speaking, she swung the Pride of the Sky sword and slashed at Yunmo. The Pride of the Sky was extremely fast and was already approaching Yunmo in the blink of an eye.
Not to be outdone, Yun Mo raised the Yan Mo Sword and slashed at You Shu's attack.
The swords and swords flashed, and the moves of the two seemed chaotic, but they were complementary and coordinated perfectly. The sparks generated by the collision of the swords seemed to bloom bright fireworks in the air.
The speed of the two of them was very fast. Every moment, two sharp afterimages were drawn in the air. The sound of swords intersecting was like the sound of rain hitting plantains, with a constant tinkling sound.
Youla's swordsmanship was indeed much faster than when she first met Yun Mo, and Yun Mo did not gain the upper hand in a short period of time.
"Yes, it's true that I can't improve compared to before, but I'm not standing still, so be careful."
While Yun Mo was talking, Youla made a beautiful side flip and avoided Yun Mo's attack.
"Then let me try how strong you are now."
The Pride of the Sky sword in Youla's hand drew a brilliant arc in mid-air, slashing towards Yunmo.
Yun Mo's right hand held the handle of the Yan Demon Sword. He twisted his body to avoid Yula's attack. He kicked his right foot on the wooden board and flew into the air with the help of his strength. He turned his arm and carried the Yan Demon Sword with him.
An afterimage swept towards Yula.
Youla hurriedly raised her sword to block it, and Yunmo's Yama Demon Sword and the Pride of the Sky collided, making a deafening sound of gold and iron.
The two of them were separated as soon as they touched each other. The back of Yun Mo's knife brushed across Youla's left shoulder, causing two cracks in Youla's long skirt.
"Oh! Yun Mo, why are you acting like a gangster again?"
Yora spun in the air to stabilize her figure. She held the skirt with both hands to prevent it from falling.
A layer of pink appeared on her cheeks, and a shy blush appeared on her cheeks.
She clenched her fists tightly and glared at Yun Mo.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Yun Mo was stunned. He touched his head in embarrassment, looking very guilty.
"There is a flaw!"
A hint of cunning flashed across the corner of Youla's mouth, and she patted the unsuspecting Yun Mo with the Pride of the Sky in her hand.
"Snapped."
Youla's sword looked fierce, but it just lightly hit Yun Mo's head.
"Haha, I won. It seems that my Xifeng swordsmanship is still better than yours. How do you want to learn from me?" Youla looked at Yun Mo with a smile, and the corner of her mouth was slightly raised.
"You're cheating." Although he was defeated by Youla in a cheating way, Yun Mo was not angry and just smiled.