Chapter Eighty-Four: Aime's Evil
The snowy northern region rarely has such a strong fragrance, and hundreds of miles away, the dragon in the clouds asked the fragrance of plum blossoms. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
He stopped and sniffed, then continued with his sword in his hand, leaving a trail of footsteps, and after a while, he saw a dark red snow plum, which was particularly eye-catching in the wind and snow.
"Swordsman, this is not the place where you should come." Halfway to the road, there are still a hundred steps away from the plum blossom dock, suddenly a sword wind struck, did not take the vital point, but it was unstoppable.
Ruyunlong smiled, did not answer, did not listen to the footsteps, and the surging sword intent rose on his body.
The wind and snow are blazing, the sky and the earth are frosty white, and in an instant, the clouds are surging, and the image of the sword realm is like.
"Although it is the product of the combination of sword formation and magic, it can barely be regarded as a sword realm." The Cloud Dragon said to himself, this Sword Realm is completely different from the End Realm, only the name has not changed.
The wind and snow are like swords, blocking the opponent's attacks one by one, the swordsman in the plum blossom dock chuckled, and then the sword light rose again, and between the snowflakes, the deadly sword move had arrived.
This time, the falling clouds condensed the surrounding frozen snow, turned into a frost white snow dragon, and after dispersing the oncoming sword qi, it roared and rushed straight to the plum blossom dock.
However, when the snow dragon touched the periphery of the plum blossom dock, it suddenly scattered, turning into countless fine snow flakes, which looked like petals falling from the plum blossom tree from a distance.
The swordsman in the plum blossom dock had a doubt, and instead of drawing his sword, he asked, "Why?" ”
"It's rare to see flowers in the vast snow, and it's a pity to destroy them." The dragon walked a few steps quickly, stopping in front of the plum blossom dock, "Master of the flower dock, can you allow me to go inside to watch the scenery?" ”
"Peanuts are a place where passers-by can watch the scenery." The swordsman who sat in the snow spoke, "Why are you here? ”
Green algae hair, familiar dress, this person is obviously the owner of the plum blossom dock, Jian Xue is nameless, and he is also a sword evil.
"Look for the fragrance of flowers, don't blame the owner of the flower dock." Iruto sat down, seemingly defenseless.
No one is evil here, it seems that he has returned to the old city, but he has delayed the opportunity and has never encountered human evil.
With Jian Xue's nameless character, I'm afraid it's extremely difficult to compete today.
"It doesn't matter." Although Jian Xue Wuming was suspicious, he was only indifferent, seeing that this person did not have a fierce appearance, he was also unprepared.
"Looking at Your Excellency's dress, it seems to be a sword evil, I didn't expect that the sword evil is such a peaceful person, it seems that the rumors in the world are mostly false." Irumo asked softly.
Jian Xue was silent without a name, without replying, and continued to look at the flowers in the snow, it seemed that he would never get bored.
The dragon smiled and looked at the red plums, and was particularly chic in the wind and snow.
The two were silent to each other, as if they were enjoying the plum blossom scenery together, and in the past half a day, Jian Xue asked namelessly: "Swordsman, why are you here?" ”
The same question, but with different meanings.
The former is just a question, but this time it is a solemn question, and the meaning and tone are completely different.
"Ha, swordsman, he is here for the sword evil." Iruyun Long sighed, Jian Xue was nameless and kind, but he had his own judgment.
After all, he is not a flower lover, and he can get into the dock door by saying that he loves flowers, but he can't raise the interest of appreciating flowers, and Jian Xue has no name to see through this.
"So why?"
"I don't know why, maybe it's to pursue the pinnacle of kendo."
Ruyun Long's tone was stunned, and there was still no trace of murder on his body, indifferent as fine snow on a sunny day.
"The pinnacle of kendo ......" Jian Xue was silent for a long time, and then said, "I don't love swords. ”
"It's called a sword evil, but you don't love swords? Haha, fun! Ruyun Long chuckled, changed his lying position in the snow, and then said, "Also, the sword evil is a title given by someone who has nothing to do with it, so can you tell me your original name?" ”
Jian Xue was nameless and silent, familiar words, familiar places, the shadow of the half-lying swordsman seemed to be half-integrated with the man, and then quickly divided into two completely different people, he reacted at this time, but he heard the swordsman laugh again, the laughter was hearty, without a trace of malice.
"Laughing at what?" Jian Xue was nameless and puzzled.
"It's just a name, is it so hard to say?" Iruto said again.
Jian Xue Nameless thought for a while and said, "Sword Xue Nameless. ”
"Good name, I thought it would be such a shocking name." After saying that, Izukuro introduced himself again, "My name is Izukuro Long." ”
"Iruto Dragon? Why the name? "Jian Xue Nameless has a trace of interest in this suddenly arrived swordsman, Jian Xue Nameless comes from a sword sealing Zen, what about the Cloud Dragon?
"The dragon that enters the clouds, hides his own appearance and walks in the world." Ruyunlong said lightly, "There is no special significance, so don't think about it." ”
Jian Xue Wuming didn't ask again, just tasted the meaning of the dragon in the clouds, and then asked: "So why don't you come out of the sword, aren't you here for the sword evil?" ”
"I don't have any interest in sword evil, but Jian Xueru himself is still very interesting." The dragon was lying in the snow, not feeling the snow cold at all, reaching out to catch a petal, the red plum blossom was particularly eye-catching in the snow, "It's a pity, this flower red only exists for one month." ”
After January, the flowering season is over, and the plum blossoms gradually wither.
"Flowers bloom and fall into their own reincarnation, why lament." Jian Xue loves flowers namelessly but does not hurt flowers, which is obviously different from passers-by like Izumo Long.
Ruyun Long didn't care, maybe he was in a bad mood these days, he looked at everything with a kind of sadness, he felt that if he appeared in front of Yin Wuxian at this time, he should be able to better understand what the end of the realm is.
"Alas, I don't want to be unhappy, you don't love swords, people are not evil, I can't nag, goodbye."
"Why?" Jian Xue asked namelessly.
"Thou hast asked me why? Well...... I'm looking for a demon sword named the Buddha Swallowing Boy, if I'm lucky, I also want to see the legendary Zhu Yan Sword, but I don't have a clue now, I heard that the human evil is also looking for the Buddha Swallowing Boy, so I came to ask. Izumo Long laughed.
"So why?"
"This time I am asking why I am looking for the Buddha Swallowing Boy? You're fine, right? What I mean is that I want to find a master of swordsmanship, and the Buddha swallowing boy comes from another world, and I want to see how the swordsmanship of the other world is different from the suffering realm. Irumo Long said.
"Oh."
"When I see the world's kendo masters, maybe I will return here, I don't know what I can see at that time, whether it is such a gorgeous flower scene today, or a vast fragment." The cloud dragon sighed, and did not say a word in his heart, and maybe this avatar had no possibility of returning to this place.
"Goodbye!" After Jian Xue understood the meaning, he had no intention of taking down Zhu Yan's sword and letting Yunlong take a look, and he no longer blocked it, and watched Yunlong disappear into the snow.
"Swallowing Buddha Boy...... Zhu Yanjian ......"
Another swordsman looking for the Buddha Swallowing Boy.
Jian Xue Nameless took the Zhu Yan sword from his back, stroked and inspected it along the lines of the scabbard.
"You are looking for the way of the sword, he is looking for the future......"
One seeks the past, the other explores the future, and the other pursues kendo.
The sword in the snow was nameless, and he was in a trance.