Late one night, Su Xing was sitting in his hut. The candle in the corner of the hut was lit, making the darkness in the house disappear.
He was sitting at the square table in the center of the room, using the cotton cloth in his hand to gently wipe the rusty sword that was placed steadily on the table.
Every time the cotton cloth rubs against the sword blade, lots of debris will fall off.
But no matter how many pieces were lost, the rust on the rusty sword never showed signs of diminishing.
Wiping the sword, the vitality in Su Xing's Dantian suddenly began to surge, just like before a tsunami occurs, the waves on the sea always roll and hit the beach first.
"Now is not the time for a breakthrough."
Su Xing frowned and suppressed the surging undercurrent.
A week ago, he vaguely felt that he was only one step away from reaching the realm of Huayuan Realm. As expected, starting from the day before yesterday, the signs of breakthrough became stronger and stronger.
But the reason why he was reluctant to break through was because his intuition told him that something bad was about to happen.
It takes at least a week to break through the small realm. During this time, he cannot be disturbed by anyone in seclusion.
But somehow, Su Xing always felt an ominous premonition sweeping towards him.
"boom--"
Hearing this sound, he stood up and closed the window of the hut.
The sky outside the hut was now covered with dark clouds, and thunder fell from the sky. The terrifying blue and white lightning accompanied by the ear-splitting thunder tore cracks in the sky.
It was this scene of dark clouds that made him feel particularly uneasy.
After retracting his sword, Su Xing saw that it was getting late, so he extinguished the lights and lay back on the bed to rest.
…
A drizzle began to fall in the gray sky. At the mountain gate of Xiaozhu Peak, the two disciples who had been assigned by the Law Enforcement Hall to guard the place put up their umbrellas and yawned out of boredom.
Cloudy days and drizzle are the most tiring.
"boom--"
There was another thunder, and the dark rocks were suddenly brightly illuminated by the thunder.
The two of them shivered, but they didn't see a slender figure sneaking in through the gaps between several stone pillars.
After passing through several stone pillars, the slender figure successfully bypassed the guards and walked into Xiaozhu Peak.
She recalled in her mind the route she had been told before, slowly walking up a stream. Then, she walked through patches of jungle, reaching out to dig through the complicated bushes.
The raindrops pattered on the cloak of her bamboo hat, making a pitter-patter sound before getting soaked.
She paused briefly at each fork in the road, and after recalling the iconic marks in her mind, she continued to walk in a certain direction with her legs raised.
She was moving neither fast nor slow, but very steadily, and she was getting closer and closer to the hut in the clearing in the mountains.
But she never noticed that every inch of land she stepped on along the way, and every half a mile, there would be an extremely weak fluorescent flash.
Of course, it's no wonder that she was so cautious that she didn't notice these. After all, compared with the thunder in the sky, these tiny fluorescent lights can be regarded as the invisible stars in the sky.
…
Over a cup of tea, the shadow of a house standing in the rain curtain gradually appeared in her eyes.
The steps under my feet couldn't help but speed up, and my heart was filled with surprise and joy.
She patted her slightly puffed up chest, took a few deep breaths, and finally slowed down, tiptoeing towards the thatched hut like a cat.
When she reached the eaves of the thatched hut, she carefully took off the bamboo hat on her head. Her cautious and gentle movements did not make the slightest sound against the sound of rain.
She waited in front of the door for a moment.
"boom--"
As the thunder fell, she reached out and pushed open the door.
In the dimly lit house, her eyes seemed to be filled with luminous pearls, and she could see everything in the house clearly.
She took light and careful steps, bypassing each piece of furniture, and finally came to the large wooden bed.
Under the gray-white quilt, a bulging figure was huddled in it.
"呲——"
A flash of silver light shone in the house, and the next moment, a glowing spiritual sword appeared in her hand.
The look in her eyes suddenly became fierce. She no longer hesitated, raised her sword and stabbed the quilt fiercely without hesitation.
"Stab it."
The sound of cotton being torn resounded in her ears, and just as the corners of her mouth slowly raised, she noticed something was wrong.
"Why is it so soft...the sword edge pierced the bed board without any effort?"
wrong!
A bad thought suddenly emerged, and she quickly took back her spirit sword, turned around, and was about to run out of the house.
But she just turned around and was stunned on the spot.
A few beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and landed on a long sword lying across his white neck.
I was also sweating profusely from behind.
"Senior Sister Zhang, what is the purpose of coming to my humble home in the middle of the night under a thunderstorm?"
A cold yet familiar voice came out very clearly from the darkness beside the woman. Zhang Yingran swallowed in fear, only to feel a dryness in his mouth.
With the sound of "pat", Su Xing gradually walked out of the darkness and stood beside Zhang Yingran, but the rusty sword in his hand never moved away from Zhang Yingran's neck.
Carefully, slowly and silently, his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword. Zhang Yingran frowned and sneered: "Don't you know why I'm here?"
"I'm here to avenge Zhou Yue!"
After saying so, she used her right hand to draw out the spiritual sword from her waist.
Only this time, a strong and strong hand suddenly pressed on her hand, causing her movements to stall again.
"That's not right, Senior Sister Zhang."
The blade of the rusty sword was getting closer and closer to Zhang Yingran's neck, making her dare not even swallow her saliva.
"Aren't you really here to apologize?"
A voice as cold and heartbreaking as Shura passed from Zhang Yingran's ears to the bottom of her heart. She trembled and looked sideways at Su Xing, who was staring at her, with layers of fear rising in her heart.
"How...how did you know that I was coming today?" Her voice was trembling.
Su Xing chuckled and said, "There is no need for a dying person to know about these methods."
"Don't kill me!" This time, Zhang Yingran was completely panicked, and his voice immediately became sharp: "Don't kill me, leave me alive, what do you want? What do you want?"
Listening to this desperate and panic tone, Su Xing smiled playfully and said, "Tell me the ins and outs of this matter first. Let me see if the story you tell is worth letting me spare your life."
Feeling that the sword around his neck moved back an inch, Zhang Yingran let out a shaky breath.
"I don't know the origin of the matter..."
Next, Zhang Yingran spent some time telling Su Xing what happened that night.
"After the mysterious man in black told me the news of Zhou Yue's death, I arrived at Yuyi Peak early the next morning before all the disciples got up. As agreed, I met Senior Brother Lin Qi there."
"Lin Qi..." Upon hearing this name, Su Xing gradually narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashing coldly.
"Senior brother Lin Qi told me that because Zhou Yue was so unclean, he found someone to deal with him...I guess he also meant to threaten me when he said this."
Speaking of this, Zhang Yingran's tone turned into a cry, and she looked pitiful, as if she was being coerced.
"I have no choice but to listen to Senior Brother Lin Qi and knock on Zhou Yue's door on time. You already know what happened next."
After saying that, she lowered her eyes and sobbed lightly with her body shaking.
Su Xing, on the other hand, fell into thinking.
"Su Xing, if you can let me go, I will definitely help you go to the law enforcement hall to ask for an explanation! With my testimony, I will definitely clear your name!"
After hearing these words, Su Xing was truly tempted.
If Zhang Yingran really testified for him, not only would he be able to escape from the ban at Xiaozhu Peak, but he would also be able to make the disciples of the Third Avenue Academy believe in him again.
but……
He looked at the crying girl, but his frown never relaxed.
Deep in his heart, he still felt something was wrong.
"That's all you know?"
"Uh-huh."
So, he tentatively spoke in a relaxed tone: "I recently heard that the Law Enforcement Hall has found the Silver Moon Sword, so maybe I can get rid of the suspicion without your help after the test results come out."
Hearing this, Zhang Yingran suddenly raised his head, eyes widened, and said in surprise:
"The Silver Moon Sword is not with Senior Brother Wang..."
Before she finished speaking, she felt that she had said the wrong thing, so she suddenly covered her mouth and felt a twitch in her heart.
The young man standing next to her looked at her with a half-smile.