[Comprehensive] Using the sword as a medium, I will hire you to live forever

What Ximen Chuixue blows is not snow, but blood.This is the evaluation of me by people in the rivers and lakes, and I never think that this sentence is wrong.Killing, what a sacred thing, the moment the blood fell from the tip of the sword, I couldn't restrain my heart for a moment of loneliness—lost another opponent.

When did I feel satisfied in my heart, the man in red with long hair, said 'beauty', looking very cunning.Notice her, not her beauty, her liveliness, but those hands, the hands destined to hold the sword.I couldn't restrain the fighting spirit in my heart: Even if she doesn't know swordsmanship now, but with these hands, 15 years later, she can have another opponent who can match her!A master is lonely, and it is not easy to have an opponent.Because of this, I decided to teach her sword practice!

Her attitude towards the sword made me satisfied and somewhat dissatisfied.Her roots are very good, and the martial arts of Shenzhen Villa have laid a solid foundation for her, which saved me a lot of things.She practices sword very hard, and her sword skills are improving by the day, she should be very satisfied, but she is actually dishonest to the sword!When I realized this, she actually said that set of rhetoric, "I am very sincere to the sword. You see, I hold it, eat and sleep every day, and take good care of it every day. How kind I am to it."As for Jiancheng, it is in my heart, how can a beauty say that I am not sincere to Jian?Do you want me to be like a beauty, talking about it every day is right for Jiancheng? '

I can't refute the words that are obviously unreasonable. I can't do it to Jiancheng. It's just a feeling, how can I express it in words?Moreover, I am not a person who loves to defend.

She really surprises herself everywhere, "The sword of the world is the only one that can't be broken quickly." The Tao has exhausted the essence of the sword. With such understanding, it may be possible to fight against it in less than 15 years.Because she cherishes her talent, she decided to take her out to practice.

That man's strength is vulnerable, and Xue Bing is enough to deal with it.However, because of some ridiculous principles in her heart, she was unwilling to draw the sword? !How can a swordsman become a real swordsman without blood on his blade?So, when the man attacked me, I stood where I was, neither dodging nor dodging.

The result was satisfactory to me, Xue Bing drew his sword: fast, ruthless, and accurate.Yes, I am very relieved to see the first results of my recent exercise.However, the strange thing is why do I feel unhappy when I see her pale face?

This matter is not over yet.Back at Wanmei Villa, she couldn't sleep all night.In the past, she must have fallen asleep every hour of the day, but now, Xue Bing's breath gradually stabilized at the time of the day.

She lost weight day by day, and the feeling of unhappiness in her heart became more and more obvious.The unfamiliar emotions made me instinctively want to escape, since everything started because of Xue Bing, let her leave Wanmei Villa.Anyway, her mood is not stable. Going home can let her recuperate slowly, can't she?After letting Xue Bing go home, he should also retreat.During these days, my heart has become more and more restless, which is very detrimental to my pursuit of the highest state of kendo.

When I go out again, I always hear Uncle Xu nagging her in my ear. Every time I think of that smile that is unscrupulous and not afraid of myself at all, I will lose my mind slightly. This feeling is very bad!Not long after, I heard that she was coming again, and I replied with the same two words 'no'. Seeing her panic every time, I thought she would never come again, and I was slightly disappointed, but it was nothing.But she is a stubborn person, and her vibrant voice can still be heard in a few months.

It's been a long time since I heard her voice. I think she has given up and doesn't plan to come again.I heard that she chased Lu Xiaofeng and traveled half of the south of the Yangtze River. I heard that she joined an organization called 'Red Shoes'. I heard that her swordsmanship broke through again. I heard that... every month, there will always be people on the table... Some news about her, every time I want to tell Uncle Xu to let him stop doing these unnecessary things, but looking at her news, I always can't say it.So, this habit has been maintained for two years.

The last time her news appeared on the letter paper, there were only the words "Xue Bing, dead, died at the hands of the embroidered thief Jin Jiuling", I actually felt that this world was unreal.She, dead?At this time, I only felt the bitterness in my mouth, "Beauty, the song you talked about is really nice", the voice seemed to be in my ears, even after two years, it still didn't fade away.After finding out the place where Xue Bing died, the woman who was originally so beautiful was lying on the ground without a sound.Anger and pain, these two unfamiliar emotions, suddenly appeared, and at that moment, I suddenly understood why I sent her home as if I was avoiding it, and didn't want to see her...

It was too late when I found out, when Lu Xiaofeng came to ask me for a drink, I, who rarely drinks alcohol, did not refuse to drink with him this time.He talked a lot about Xue Bing, and only then did I know that she and Lu Xiaofeng were investigating the Embroidery Bandit case together, so she wanted to find herself after the fact... I don't know what it feels like, sour, bitter, sweet, mixed flavors List.Lu Xiaofeng didn't read anything from my expression, but as smart as he is, he would see the difference in my treatment of her.

When Lu Xiaofeng left, he asked: "Why did you run away in the first place?" Why did you run away?In fact, this is not an escape. In the face of unfamiliar feelings, even if there is only a little bit, human nature still makes me make a choice.People in Jianghu call me the sword god, but I am not a god after all.I thought there was still a lot of time, when I practice the ruthless sword, maybe I will see her again, but unfortunately, she didn't give me this chance.When I had different feelings for her, I had already passed away, and it made me unable to forget her for the rest of my life.Maybe I will forget it, but this time will last forever...

Sun Xiuqing?Her eyes are like hers, and I saved her because of those eyes.Lu Xiaofeng jokingly said: "I didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to have a day of pity and pity." I didn't say anything, pity the fragrance and pity the jade?I am noncommittal.

Looking into Sun Xiuqing's eyes, I can only remember her more clearly.Her eyes are sly, lively, and always smiling.Sun Xiuqing's eyes were full of obsession and following.Suddenly, she felt that what she did was stupid, no matter how similar her eyes were, she would never be able to learn the charm of her eyes.

After Sun Xiuqing's injury recovered, I asked Uncle Xu to send Sun Xiuqing back. Seeing Uncle Xu's hesitant to speak, I knew what he was going to say: I never cared, so how could I care?The most suitable thing to be lonely with me is the sword in my hand.Perhaps, there is also the laughter in the ear, and the familiar taste of the pastry.

It only takes one look to catch someone's heart, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. I have verified this sentence in my whole life.Kendo is my pursuit, and the pursuit to the extreme is to return to the basics.The feelings that have been suppressed in her heart gradually fermented with time, and she can still vividly remember every bit of her time in Wanmei Villa.

After all, I am not a god. When I felt that my time was approaching, I seemed to see her again, with a different appearance and a different temperament, but I was still sure that it was her!Everyone looked up to her like You Tan on the top of the ice and snow, awe-inspiring and inviolable, but the cunning hidden in her eyes remained unchanged.

I suddenly feel relieved that she is fine, and maybe I can see her again someday in the future.In my life, Ximen Chuuxue, the only thing I regret is sending her away that summer...