young master in arms

Where can I be heartbroken?

The end of the world can break the heart, and the heartbroken person is in the end of the world.

Where is Mingyue?

The bright moon is in the sky, and the sky is bright and white.

heart?

The heart is in the chest, and the painting on the chest shines through the ages and the bright moon shines on the sky, just for the heartbroken.

"At that time, the moon was there, Zeng Zhaocai returned."

She returned like a cloud, dressed in white, as light as clear water.

When she comes to him, she doesn't want to look forward to it in vain, she just waits to meet, know each other, love each other, and kill each other at this moment in this life.

"You knew I would come."

"So I must come."

"You come and die."

"Death also comes."

"You are not afraid of death?"

He sighed, with a very lonely look on his face: "It's been a long time, how happy is life, why should death be bothered?"

"Do you still remember Mr. Zhang?"

"I've never forgotten it. In the past, he said 'the night is over, the east window is not white and the moon is shining'. I don't know how many partings there are. I have been separated for ten years. I naturally still remember this poem."

She was silent, and her white clothes were fluttering, but her eyes were no longer as cold as before. She whispered: "Don't pluck the strings, you can say the strings of complaints. The sky is not old, love is hard to end. Heart is like twin silk There are thousands of knots in the net. The night is over, and the east window is not white and the moon is condensing."

But how to untie the knot in her heart at this moment?

"The sky is not old, and the love is inevitable. Today, I will definitely compete with each other."

"The sky is not old, and love is inevitable." He whispered softly, as if he had forgotten that there was actually a death fight at this moment and today.

Ten years ago, Dongying Yidaoliu Iga faction represented Yuanshi Xiaomei to the Central Plains. One person, one sword was invincible. At a time when martial arts people were terrified, Liu Rushi, the successor of Mr. Excalibur, raised his sword to fight. The two fought on the top of the snow mountain for three days. They all disappeared after three nights.

bang.

The thin sword was out of its sheath, and the cold air was overwhelming. There seemed to be a drop of blood and tears on the tip of the sword, which was lifelike.

"I have practiced the Central Plains swordsmanship hard for ten years, and I have given up the Dongying long knife, just to break your 'Taishang Wangqing' swordsmanship."

He smiled bitterly.

"This sword technique has long been broken."

She was taken aback: "Who can break your sword technique?"

"Tai Shang forgets love, but love is unforgettable, don't you really know who broke my sword technique?"

She lowered her head, remembering the phrase "the sky is not old, the love is unforgettable" that he had repeatedly whispered just now, and suddenly raised her head, there was no emotion in her eyes: "draw your sword."

Liu Rushi draws his sword and draws it away.

"you.

"In the past, I was taught the sword art of 'Tai Shang Wang Qing' by my benefactor, but the unscrupulous disciple Liu Rushi fell in love with someone ten years ago, and since then he has forgotten all about the sword art. I came today to tell you that I Love you."

Ten years ago, she moved mountains and rivers with her sword, and Wudang Taiji swordsmanship was no match for her. He mixed in the crowd, and seeing her fluttering clothes, he had already planted feelings for her.

Tears suddenly appeared in her ruthless eyes, but she still said: "I went to Zhongyuan to challenge the heroes of the rivers and lakes. I originally wanted to fulfill my father's last wish, but I was defeated by you. I made a vow to come back to challenge ten years later. Now that the ten-year agreement has come, nothing can stop me from killing you."

"Okay then, come on."

"Draw the sword!" She frowned, her heart was already in a mess.

"It's been pulled out just now, so why do you need to pull it out again?"

"You'd rather die?"

"I just hope you let go of your hatred."

"What if I don't obey?"

"Then I die."

Between the heavens and the earth, all the sounds have disappeared, because as soon as she made a move, the sword energy shattered the air, and it seemed that everything was a little different because of her move.

The bright moon is still in the sky, and the bright moon in the sky is still so bleak.

She only hoped that he would draw his sword to block her current attack.

But he still didn't move, his eyes were tender like water.

Dongying Iga School's swordsmanship emphasizes pre-emptive strikes. She has studied the Central Plains swordsmanship for ten years, and she has long understood that the Central Plains swordsmanship is mostly tricks and tricks, and the moves are gorgeous, but they really have no ability to kill.

So he dies.

When he died, the corner of his mouth showed the happiest smile in his life.

Now this smiling face has become a lingering voice in her mind.

Quanzhou.Golden House.

Mr. Jin left the house very early. Zhang Hongfan received a letter from his younger brother saying that Lijiang Pu had been destroyed and that he was stationing troops in Nanling to attack Chaozhou in one fell swoop. In the past few months, everyone in Quanzhou has been busy building ships.

Only Mrs. Jin Fu was worried about one person.

She even wanted to go out to look for her son herself, but Master Jin didn't allow it, saying that he had sent his men to look for it, and told her not to worry, but why didn't she worry?Apart from Jin Shaoyan, she has no other treasures in her life. The second young master in the mansion was originally born in the second wife of Mr. Jin. Later, the second concubine passed away due to illness, so she was called mother. Otherwise, the word "大" must be added in front of it. .

This day she was alone at home, and the servants put some flowers and plants in her room, maybe to make her feel better, but when she looked at these flowers and plants, she couldn't help thinking of someone, and the figure of that person was in her heart As she passed by, she suddenly started up and knocked down the potted plant with one hand. The servant was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy, but Mrs. Jin didn't realize it, and the figure of that person in her mind couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

"Liu Rushi, you have been dead for many years, why are you still circling in my mind?" She knew that she was already a married woman, and she should not think about her old feelings anymore. She also warned herself like this many years ago, and she must not think about it any more. Even for a moment.

Somehow today, people who hadn't thought about it for decades suddenly appeared.

Mrs. Jin was married to the fifth generation patriarch of the Ala family 20 years ago. At that time, she was a heroine that everyone admired in the Jianghu. She tried a few tricks, but as a woman, she would eventually give in to him, otherwise a man would not be as powerful as a woman, and it would be a matter of shame.

"I never thought that I have reached this age. In the past, I dared to love and hate, and no one would take it seriously."

Mrs. Jin has a secret, which is known to almost no one except Mr. Jin.

She is not from the Central Plains, nor Mongolian.

She is Fuso.

She comes from a remote island country, where there are beautiful cherry blossoms and mellow liquor.

People there like to dance and sing old songs around the fire.

But she couldn't stand the mediocrity there. She learned swords since she was a child, and she had to learn from the ancestor of Fusang Itto-ryu.

So she took over the burden from her master and went to the Central Plains, hoping to rely on her own swordsmanship to defeat that arrogant Central Plains man.

That Central Plains man is Liu Rushi's master.

People in the rivers and lakes call "Sword God" swordsmanship already superb.

However, not long after she arrived in the Central Plains, the sword god passed away and went to the West Paradise Bliss, leaving behind a sword and a group of disciples.

Although Liu Rushi is not the most favorite disciple of the Sword God, he is the disciple whose swordsmanship is second only to his master in the Sword God's sect. He took over the burden of the master and fought her decisively outside Luoyang City.

She lost that battle.

She was only fifteen that year, and she was still full of vigor and the sharpest age.

To her, failure was like a bolt from the blue, she lost all hope at once, and she thought of death.

However, Liu Rushi saved her and told her: "There is a flaw in the 'Taishang Wangqing' sword technique. If you can understand it, I will accept your challenge at any time."

Unwilling, she returned to Fusang, practiced hard for ten years, and finally set foot in the Central Plains to fight Liu Rushi.

However, at that time, she met the current Master Jin when she was wandering in the rivers and lakes. Master Jin was fascinated by her temperament, and followed her everywhere——

"Twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye." She looked out the window and muttered to herself: "Now my temples are white, and he has already turned into dust, how can I think of him?"

Probably because she was too tired to worry about Jin Shaoyan's whereabouts these days.

The servant was still kneeling, not daring to get up, she recovered from the memory, and stared blankly at the servant: "Why are you kneeling?"

The servant's face was pale, he trembled all over, and said in a terrified tone, "Ma'am, your hands are bleeding."

She was startled, and looked at her arm, where the blood was flowing slowly, and only then did she feel a little pain.

"Heh, you used to be not afraid of any serious injuries, but now you feel pain from such a small injury?"

She waved her hand, letting the servants ignore it.

The servant went out on his knees, and his heart was always in suspense, fearing that his wife would scold him, or even be beaten severely.

She had no thoughts at all, just found a silk scarf to dry the blood stains around the wound, and then sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the wrinkles on her forehead in the mirror.

People are going to get old after all.

"The former No. [-] beauty is now just a middle-aged young woman who is always worried about her son."

The youthful ignorance of youth, the love and hatred of youth have become insignificant with time.

"Yeah, even he has long been forgotten by me."

The one who loves him deeply.

Why didn't I go with him back then?

Maybe it's because of that secret?

That secret must have kept her alive today.

"I hope this secret won't be known by a second person."

What kind of secret is this?

Master Jin was taken aback when he entered Zhang Hongfan's mansion today. He saw an old man with a white beard sitting in Zhang Hongfan's upper seat, listening to them discussing how to attack with great interest. He didn't look like a member of the army It's not like someone sent by the court, so who is he?

Zhang Hongfan's introduction is: "This is the ancestor of Tianshan, he is my life-saving mentor. Everything I have learned is taught by the ancestor."

After the meeting, the ancestor followed the crowd out of the camp. Master Jin wanted to go to Quanzhou City, but was stopped by the ancestor.

The old ancestor looked at him with a smile, and saluted the old ancestor: "Why did the old ancestor ask you to live here?"

The old ancestor's smiling appearance made Master Jin feel a little unhappy, even Emperor Kublai Khan did not dare to do this to him, this little old man is just the mentor of Zhang Hongfan, a descendant of the Song Dynasty, he called himself, why?

"Are you Ala Iribis?"

"It's down."

The ancestor looked at him carefully, and suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, who am I, it turned out to be just an ordinary man, hahaha, really interesting, really interesting."

Master Jin's complexion darkened, and he gradually withdrew his smile: "I respect you for being old, Patriarch, so don't be disrespectful for being old."

The ancestor didn't care about his cynicism, he snorted coldly and shook his hands to leave. Before he left, he seemed to hear the old man chuckling softly behind him: "Interesting and interesting, I didn't expect that the secret party would be him."

secret?

What secret?