Su Shengnan got up and went to the living room and found that Zhao Tianming had left, leaving a note on the table and breakfast.
A bowl of porridge, a drawer of soup dumplings, and a plate of salted vegetables.
Very simple breakfast.
Su Shengnan wasn't planning to eat it at first, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but take a bite.
Then, her eyes widened and she couldn't stop at all.
So delicious.
Even better than the breakfast at that century-old restaurant!
He was devouring the food without any image at all, while still muttering in his heart: This guy seems to really know how to eat a lot.
He can fight, he can heal, his cooking skills are pretty good, oh, he looks pretty good too...
It’s not that it’s useless!
Did he really find a treasure?
She laughed dumbly.
At this time, Zhao Tianming had arrived at the top of the mountain in the suburbs.
The smell of blood filled the air, and he discovered five corpses.
After a little investigation, Zhao Tianming determined that these five people were all ninjas from Country R, and they all died at the hands of the old man.
The hut has been destroyed, and not far away, a new grave comes into view.
Zhao Tianming was shocked, and a bad premonition came into his heart.
In front of the tomb, stood a woman, 17 or 18 years old, wearing a blue dress and holding an ordinary iron sword in her hand. She was extremely beautiful, and her beauty seemed to have transcended the earthly existence, as if it were in heaven.
Fairy-like, especially in temperament, she is absolutely otherworldly and unworldly.
Her eyes were very clear, neither sad nor happy. Even things in this worldly world could hardly make her soul fluctuate.
See through the world!
"Aunt Qing?"
Zhao Tianming stepped forward and shouted in a trembling voice.
"You actually still remember me."
The woman in green clothes said calmly.
Zhao Tianming was a little excited: "Is it really you, Aunt Qing? Where have you been all these years? Also, it's been twenty years, why has your appearance not changed at all?"
Twenty years ago, a woman in green clothes took Zhao Tianming away from an orphanage and handed her into the hands of the Living King of Hell, never to return. There was no news about her for so many years, but Zhao Tianming would often think of her.
Because the woman in Tsing Yi once led him to fly with a sword, in his heart, the woman in Tsing Yi was a fairy-like existence.
The woman in green didn't answer his words, she just looked at him quietly.
Zhao Tianming sighed in his heart, his eyes fell on the mound on the side, and he frowned: "Who is buried here?"
His voice was trembling.
The woman in green clothes still didn't speak.
Zhao Tianming knew it, but he still refused to give up: "Is he really dead?"
"yes."
"Who killed him?"
"Do you want to avenge him?" the woman in green asked.
Zhao Tianming gritted his teeth and said: "This revenge must be avenged."
"You are too weak, and revenge is a boring thing."
These words made Zhao Tianming a little confused.
"You can make me stronger!"
"Does it make sense for me to make you stronger? You have to rely on yourself to become stronger." The woman in green continued: "He killed too many people back then, and many people did not deserve to die. In this world, there is a cause and a result.
Therefore, he died due to cause and effect."
"I don't believe it."
Zhao Tianming said paranoidly.
"Then let's wait until you become stronger. I'll give this to you. Keep it well. The jade will never leave the body while the person is here. As for whether it can be awakened, it can only depend on God's will."
The woman in green throws something.
Zhao Tianming caught it. It was a jade pendant. It was as white as snow and extremely warm. It gave him an indescribable and wonderful feeling, as if the jade pendant belonged to him.
The woman turned into a sword light and disappeared into the depths of the sea of clouds.
Zhao Tianming put away the jade pendant, watched the woman in green leave, and then knelt down in front of the tomb.
…
The sword light cut through the clouds and was thousands of miles away in an instant.
In the Kunlun Mountains, a hundred thousand feet high in the sky, a light gate stands in the void. In front of the light gate, an old man in yellow clothes with a long sword on his back sits cross-legged in the void, like an old monk in meditation.
The old man in yellow suddenly opened his eyes.
In the distance, a sword light shot out, and the woman in green fell in front of him.
"The path to immortality is over. Whoever comes here should leave quickly!"
The old man in yellow roared violently.
The woman in green swung her hand with a sword.
The expression of the old man in yellow changed, and the long sword behind him was unsheathed, and a powerful sword intent erupted. However, the next second, a sword was pressed against his forehead, and blood overflowed from the center of his eyebrows. The old man in yellow was stiff and motionless.
Dare to move.
"Who are you?"
he asked.
The woman in green took out a small silver sword, which was actually a sword command.
When the old man in yellow saw it, his eyes widened immediately: "Sword Master Order!?"
"Open the channel!"
"Since it is the Sword Master's order, there is no problem."
The old man opened the light door respectfully without saying a word.
The woman in green turned into a sword light and disappeared into the light door.
…
In the distance is the endless sea. A huge iceberg looks like a broad sword thrust upside down in the sea. The sea is filled with red mist, carrying a pungent fishy smell.
There is an ancient town by the sea, which has been abandoned for countless years and is completely deserted.
There is a small river in the town, with nine twists and turns, like a mysterious formation, dividing the town into countless small pieces. When night falls, the town is filled with lights, but there is no life at all. In the small river
Among them, there are countless lanterns floating slowly. Each lantern has a person's name engraved on it, and there is a faint aura of soul inside...
A swordsman in white clothes stood on a simple stone bridge, looking at the lantern under the bridge, thinking silently.
Suddenly, a sword light swept from a distance, and in a moment, the woman in green fell beside him.
The woman in green bowed and saluted: "Master."
The swordsman in white turned to look at her with a calm expression: "Did you give the thing to him?"
"Yes."
"good."
Then, he looked at the lantern under the bridge again and stopped talking.
The woman in green spread her right hand, and a lantern appeared out of thin air. There was a touch of soul fire burning in the blood-colored lantern. She gently threw it down, and the lantern fell into the river and drifted into the distance with the wind.
After a while, the woman in green clothes asked carefully: "Master, is it true that we can't take him back?"
"Let's look at his life. In fact, it's not bad over there. It's all a prison, but it's not the same anywhere. If he can really come back, then it's his life. If not, you will protect him for the rest of his life, and when the time comes, he will be the same.
Just bring the things back."
The white-robed swordsman said expressionlessly.
The woman in green clothes hesitated to speak, but finally said: "Master, what happened back then was my fault. If Master still hasn't calmed down, I am willing to kill Qingxin Guan to avenge Master's wife!"
Finally, the swordsman in white turned his head and looked at the woman in green quietly. After a while, he said: "That incident has happened many years ago. I can't blame you. I don't resent you for it. Otherwise, I wouldn't
With you by my side, if you go to Qingxin Temple, do you want to destroy this Sword Spirit Continent?"
"My disciple has never thought of it this way. I was wrong."
The woman in green knelt on the ground, lowered her head and admitted her mistake.