The gift box is very large, it is a narrow rectangle, Yin Bing has always been very curious, I don't know what Xingying will give him. When the box was opened, Yin Bing saw a long sword and a short sword in the box.

Yin Bing picked up the long sword first, the scabbard was wooden and had no color, it looked very quaint, and the hilt was not colored, but probably because it was often held by hand, its texture had been jaded, and it looked crystal jade, as if there was a streamer flashing on it.

The other dagger looked a little more delicate, with a deerskin sheath and a brass hilt that was not only carved with a pattern, but also inlaid with a red gemstone. Yin Bing drew his sword out of the sheath, and immediately felt a chill, could it be that this is made of the legendary Xuanbing cold iron, why is it so cold?

Yin Bing couldn't help but touch the sword body with his hand, and sure enough, there was a feeling of coldness when he started it. Yin Bing flicked his finger again, making a "buzzing" sound. With this flick, Yin Bing found that when the short sword was trembling, the blade would emit a faint blue light.

This is really a good thing, it doesn't seem to be made of ordinary steel, it should be some kind of alloy!

He took back the long sword again, and pulled it slightly, and the sword body was exposed, as if it was a Hong autumn water, the sword light flowed, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. In the past, Yin Bing always didn't understand what sword qi was, thinking that it was a word made up in fantasy novels, and it was completely unnecessary.

But now that he holds this long sword, he feels an aura emanating from it, and that feeling is commonly known as a sword in his hand, and the majestic momentum I have in the world makes people instantly burst with confidence.

Yin Bing had also learned swordsmanship in the special training, and he swung his long sword and played the sword in his living room. The sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions. Sometimes it is as light as a swallow, and sometimes it rises with a sword, and sometimes it is like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse. The more Yin Bing danced, the more energetic he became, he danced and danced, and suddenly a picture appeared in his mind.

The same sword, the same sword move, Yin Bing saw himself in black clothes practicing his sword in a not very large empty field. There were discarded machines all around, and the sky, though bright, didn't feel transparent enough, and it was clearly not the sun's light. There is not a single green in sight around, and there doesn't seem to be any green growing here.

Gradually, Yin Bing's heart melted into the scene at that time, and he recalled that this was the city of Pupil more than 200 million years ago, the capital of the last days.

Xingze didn't know how long he had been practicing, his whole body was already soaked with sweat, but he still didn't stop, and it wasn't until the last pass was completed that he put his sword into the sheath, bowed down and gasped quietly.

His peripheral vision saw the little girl reappear in that corner, secretly watching himself practice swordsmanship. He withdrew his gaze, took his sword, straightened up, and walked in the direction of home.

The little girl didn't disappear silently this time like before, she walked out of her hiding place and said in a whisper, "Brother Xingze, can I touch your sword?"

Yin Bing carefully observed the little girl, about eleven or two years old, very tall, her skin was a little sickly pale from not seeing the sun for a long time, and her eyes were shining because of the black eyes. The body is too slender, but the face has not receded because of the baby fat, and it looks round and cute.

The more Yin Bing looked at it, the more he felt that this person was very familiar, and suddenly he remembered, isn't this the star shadow of his youth! It turns out that the star shadow also has a bun face.

Xingzawa frowned, but still handed the sword in his hand. The little girl took it with both hands, carefully rubbed the scabbard, and then she drew her sword little by little, and excitedly raised it in the air and looked at it carefully.

Little Xingying suddenly imitated Xingze's posture and made a gesture in the air, and then looked sideways at Xingze expectantly, "Did I do it right?"

Xingze nodded, but did not speak. Little Star Shadow seemed to be greatly encouraged, and she danced her long sword and practiced on her own. Yin Bing looked a little frightened, although Xiao Xingying didn't use her qi at all, but just looking at her posture can be said to be imitated vividly. She made this set of sword moves as if she was dancing, and her posture was like a dragon, just like the Nine Heavens Fairy dancing.

After Xiao Xingying finished practicing a set of sword dances, he looked at Xingze expectantly, expecting to be praised by him. Xingze walked over silently, put away his sword, inserted it into the sheath, moved his stump leg, and limped in the direction of home.

Xiao Xingying was a little anxious, she ran two steps and caught up with Xingze, "Brother Xingze, can you also teach me to practice swords!"

Yin Bing's memories this time were different from the past, and he could clearly feel Xingze's heart this time. At this time, Xingze's appearance looked cold and cold, but his heart was a little afraid and resistant at the moment.

Xingze was born disabled, and was abandoned in the Great Wilderness to be radiated, and his body was seriously injured, although the crystal pupil chip in his body has been repairing his injuries, but his heart has always been sensitive and fragile.

Except for the physical training of his adoptive father, Xuan Tong turned into a devil, who was stern and cold, and at other times he was like a nagging old woman. The adoptive father's split personality led to his congenital rejection of human beings and did not want to have more contact with them. He was reluctant to talk to anyone except his adoptive father, and he was unmoved by their sarcasm and ridicule, and they were unwilling to accept their care and care.

He knew that this little girl named Chen Biying was the daughter of his benefactor Chen Jinzhi, and he couldn't refuse her reasonable request, but he still didn't want to have too much contact with her. On the one hand, Xingze felt that he was unworthy, and on the other hand, he was afraid, he didn't know what he was afraid of, but he was afraid of these people and was afraid of hurt.

"Brother Xingzawa!"

Xiao Xingying's cry pulled Yin Bing's thoughts back, and Yin Bing found that his mental activities were actually synchronized with Xingze's now, that is, this memory was not implanted, but recalled by himself.

"You like swords?" Hoshizawa finally spoke, the first thing he said today, and the first thing he said to Xingying.

"Well, I like it! I don't just like swords, but I also like other martial arts, and I want to be a Crystal Pupil Guardian like you when I grow up!"

"I'm not the Guardian of the Crystal Pupil!"

"But those Crystal Pupil Guards are not your opponents, they have all been defeated by you, I just want to be like you!" Xiao Xingying said with a small face, as if she had achieved her wish at the moment and became a strong person like Xingze.

Xingze glanced at Xiao Xingying, her face was filled with a kind of light, a kind of vitality, a temperament that was completely different from the lifeless, languishing and decadent of Hitomi City.

"Girls aren't for these hard exercises!"

"Don't look down on girls, I'm no different from you, and I can eat the same hardships you can endure!"

Xingze glanced at Xiao Xingying again, pursed his mouth, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Brother Xingze, you are talking, do you teach me! Don't you think I'm very smart, I learned it by peeking at you practicing swords! By the way, how do you think I practice?"

"The posture is right, but there is no running qi, just a show!" Hoshizawa replied honestly.

"Hmph!" Xiao Xingying pouted, and then asked: "How does that qi work, how can I have qi, you can teach me!" Xiao Xingying used the coquettish method, she pulled Xingze's arm and shook it.

Xingze was so entangled that he couldn't do it, so he had to say: "The process of practicing Qi is very hard, you ......"

"I can do it, I can do it, then tomorrow is still this time, this place, we will see you or leave!"

Without waiting for Xingze to answer, the little star shadow ran away in a puff of smoke.