On Wuming Mountain, a woman dressed in red sat on a tall pine tree, looking at the full moon in the sky, and said slowly: "Today or later, I will meet this beloved man."
"Lord of Jimo City, what poem are you reading?" A man under the tree held a golden sword and asked with a smile while leaning there.
"A poem I heard a long time ago." Jimo Huaxue came back to her senses, lowered her head and smiled, "Looking at the moon, I suddenly thought of it."
"It's rare to see you smiling. It's just like it's rare to see you wielding a sword. But both your smile and your sword are beautiful." The swordsman said in a gentle tone.
"City Lord Xu, I'm already married." Jimo Huaxue said calmly.
The swordsman reached out and touched the scar that penetrated his entire face, and said with a smile: "I know. But you can't remarry even if you are married. Your husband is no longer with you. He was with you before he died.
I told you to find a better person to marry."
"I won't, because there is no one better than him in the world." Jimo Huaxue continued to look up at the full moon, "City Lord Xu, you really don't have to wait for me anymore."
The swordsman shrugged: "That's my business."
Jimo Huaxue was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "It's time for me to go."
"Are you going back to Jimo City? Or are you looking for those children from the academy?" the swordsman asked.
"You specially made an appointment with me to Daze Mansion. Is it related to what happened here recently?" Jimo Huaxue said in confusion.
"I have received a lot of letters recently. You know, those who are willing to write to our Castlevania are all evil people, and few decent people will write to us. But the letters I have received recently are from the four major Jiangnan majors.
Some of the ones sent by the family are from the three major sects of Daze Prefecture, and even those from Shanglin Tiangong." The swordsman said with a smile, "This extremely evil era in the world is about to come."
"The most evil era of Jianghu?" Jimo Huaxue frowned.
"Shanglin Tiangong no longer has the ability to control this world. Ning Qingcheng has been seriously injured and has been in seclusion for so many years. He can no longer even control a Shanglin Tiangong. Those hidden swords will be pulled out one by one.
Whether he is his enemy or his former ally, Su Han's dream of a Jianghu family is a very good dream." The swordsman raised the golden sword in his hand, and the golden sword shone coldly in the moonlight, "This
In fact, I should have woken up from this dream long ago, on the day Su Han died."
"Do you hope that this so-called extremely evil era will come?" Jimo Huaxue asked.
"I am the Lord of Castlevania, so naturally I should like evil. But I don't like the evil of these famous sects. They are not pure enough and full of disgusting desires. But one day, they will regret it." Swordsman
He put away the knife and patted the dust on his body, "Compared with the battle back then, these battles are really ridiculous."
"I have never experienced that battle, I only heard my father mention it occasionally." Jimo Huaxue thought of her father's secretive expression every time, and paused before continuing, "It is said that those who came back have reached some kind of agreement.
I can’t tell anyone the specific things that happened that year, not even the people closest to me.”
"I have experienced it. I was not the city lord of Castlevania at that time, but I joined it because I admired Su Han." The swordsman grinned, "There were nearly a thousand people before I left, all of whom were leaders in the world. When I came back,
But there were only a few dozen people. If it weren’t for the Confucian sages and Taoist masters who were so outstanding in the world, we might not have been able to come back."
"If you have made an oath, then I won't ask you any questions. I just want to ask for the junior sister of Yulou, was it really to defeat the Tianmen Holy Sect in that battle? If it is convenient, please let City Master Xu tell me."
Jimo Huaxue asked.
"We did have an oath not to talk to others about what happened back then. But I can tell you one thing. Nangong Yunhuo is a big hero in my heart." The swordsman gave a thumbs up, "Even compared to Su Han,
No more concessions!"
Jimo Huaxue nodded: "I understand." She turned her head and looked in the direction of Tianxiao Cloud Realm, somewhat hesitant whether she should go to find these disciples from the academy. According to her temperament, even Jimo Sword City
She was unwilling to take a step, and she really didn't want to get involved in these disputes. But after hearing what the Demon City Lord said, she really couldn't rest assured. Naturally, she was not afraid of anyone in Osawa Mansion, but she
Behind her, there is a sword city, and there are thousands of her people in the sword city.
"You are very strong and have the strongest swordsmanship among the lords of Jimo City in the past. But now Jimo City is very weak, at least the weakest within three generations. If you go, Jimo City will be involved in this chaos.
, at least now it is definitely not the best idea." The swordsman got up and walked down the mountain, "Don't worry, I have met the child named Su once, and I think he will be fine. He will lead those children to find a way out.
.My physiognomy is very accurate."
Jimo Huaxue shook her head and smiled, but said nothing.
"Oh, I failed once." The swordsman continued to walk forward, his voice getting lower and lower, "When I first met you, I told you that you would fall in love with me. I was wrong that time."
Jimo Huaxue still didn't speak. After taking one last look at the direction of Tianxiao Cloud Realm, she flicked her feet, jumped over the swordsman, and headed down the mountain.
"I have a hunch that those children and I will meet each other soon." The swordsman quickened his pace, "And we will one day fall in love."
On the clear water lake.
There was a young man walking on the lake as if walking on flat ground, bathing in the moonlight and leaving step by step, just like when he came. However, with every step he took, his figure shrank a little, and his face became a little younger, etc.
After walking through this clear water lake and stepping ashore again, the white robe had been dragged loosely to the ground. A young boy who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old turned around, looked at the reflection in the lake, and smiled bitterly: "
If you fight for three days, does that mean you are three years younger?"
On the other side of the Bishui Lake, a thin man picked up the bamboo hat on the ground again and put it on his head. He looked at the figure opposite who suddenly became a lot shorter and coughed heavily.
: "Mr. Confucian sage, he truly deserves his reputation."
The young boy raised his head and looked at the man in a bamboo hat on the other side, frowning slightly: "The hand of Tiangong, Bai Jile, is no less powerful than Ning Qingcheng back then."
"Mr. Confucian Sage, nice to meet you." Bai Jile bowed slightly and made a big salute towards the other side.
The young boy turned around and quickened his pace: "Disciples, I am dying as a master, so I can only do this for you."