Jiang Shenwu's face was black, he was extremely helpless, and immediately smiled a few embarrassed bitterly, turned around, and said to the barren who was laughing: "Senior brother, I remember that there are a total of six senior brothers and sisters in the Sword King Palace, what about the other three?"

"Oh, you said the rest of the people, they don't need to be introduced, it's dispensable, I still have something to do, so I'll go first!"

The barren pair of eyes like peach blossoms gently glanced at Lin Yue, who was looking at him intently, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and then waved his hand unnaturally, and hurriedly ran towards the courtyard.

"Little junior brother, he is like this, he is always deliberately avoiding me, there is no wonder, stay in the Sword King Palace tonight, the Hibiscus Chamber of Commerce, I have already sent a letter, President Mu Qiulei has sent a message, he wants to cooperate with us, then see you tomorrow in the battle for Qingxuan!"

Lin Yuemei's eyes were a little depressed, very different from her dusty temperament, she quietly looked at the barren place, her emaciated back was slightly gloomy, her jade hands were clenched, and she didn't say a word.

"Little junior brother, this courtyard will be left to you, where we go in the Sword King Palace, we will live there, and there is no fixed place to live, so this place is a little simple, let's just leave it for the time being!"

Lin Yue took a step forward and walked gently towards the outside of the courtyard.

Jiang Shenwu also went with it, not far from the courtyard is a bamboo forest, there is a small lake in the bamboo forest, two or three leaves of wooden boats on the lake, Lin Yue sat lonely in the bamboo pavilion, quietly tasting tea.

"Second Senior Sister, do you have anything on your mind?"

Jiang Shenwu was a little puzzled, since he had walked through the barrenness, Lin Yue had become this lost soul.

"Perhaps, but for now, let me ask you, swordsman, what is the most important thing?"

Lin Yue's eyes were as gentle as water, and she muttered.

"Swordsman?" Jiang Shenwu's eyes condensed slightly, thinking slightly, and after he pondered for a long time, he said: "For the sword, the sword is for his own body, with a sword in his hand, he can conquer the sky, and the sword is the most important thing!"

Seeing Jiang Shenwu's serious appearance, Lin Yue nodded lightly and continued to ask, "Is there anything else?"

"And?"

Jiang Shenwu fell into contemplation again, and after a moment, Jiang Shenwu suddenly opened up: "Is it the swordsman himself?"

Lin Yue chuckled, then put her jade hand on Jiang Shenwu's chest, and said, "Little junior brother, you have to remember that the sword is a symbol of justice, and holding the sword is the embodiment of justice, and the sword is a person with backbone!"

"That's a mistake!"

An extremely cold voice came, on the outer wall of the crimson stone pillar of the bamboo pavilion, leaning on a man with a hat, this person was full of terrifying aura, extremely cold, and his eyes were full of killing, like the ghosts and gods of hell, terrifying.

Jiang Shenwu raised his eyebrows, and he was stunned for a while.

Lin Yue withdrew her jade hand, picked up a cup of fragrant vegetarian tea from the stone table, took a sip slowly, and said, "Third Senior Brother, what do you think?"

"My name is Dragon War!"

Long Zhan's cold gaze was thrown at Jiang Shenwu, making the latter tremble, the biting cold that was so cold to the bones that Jiang Shenwu could not breathe.

"The sword is a murder weapon, and the sword is for killing, and only in this way can it be called the way of the sword!"

When Long Zhan's words fell, the whole person had disappeared, and countless strong winds came from around the stone pillar, making Jiang Shenwu unable to open his eyes.

"That's right, every person who holds a sword has something he adheres to, maybe it's for protection, maybe it's for revenge, or maybe it's for chivalry, only sticking to his own heart is the most important thing for a swordsman!"

Lin Yue nodded slightly, and immediately put the jade hand on Jiang Shenwu's chest again, and said: "Your sword heart is very pure, the inheritance of the sword king is, for the sword, you need to stick to your sword heart, if the sword heart is broken, I'm afraid you will no longer be able to hold the sword!"

"Second Senior Sister, what is Kenshin?"

Jiang Shenwu said with some doubts.

"There are thousands of swordsmen in the world, only those who stick to the heart of the sword can become a true swordman, the so-called sword heart, is the state of mind of the sword holder, your sword heart is revenge, is the guard, your sword heart is very pure, in other words, you are very obsessed with the protection of the **, if you can insist, the sword can become your best weapon!"

Lin Yue turned around, looked at the gurgling lake, and continued to speak: "The heart of the sword master is the truth that the predecessors of the Sword King have repeatedly emphasized, if a sword master, when he holds the sword, he doesn't know why he holds the sword, then what's the use of this sword?"

Lin Yue's words were sonorous and powerful, like an ancient bell, deeply engraved in Jiang Shenwu's mind, benefiting him a lot.

"I understand, thank you, senior sister!"

Jiang Shenwu arched his hand at Lin Yue.

"Little junior brother, you say, under the same roof, why can't he feel my heart?"

Lin Yue's back was extremely gloomy, and she sighed constantly.

"Perhaps, it's because I'm afraid of being disappointed, who can say for sure? Maybe it's because I'm afraid that one day, I won't be able to meet again, so I haven't dared to have bonds!"

Jiang Shenwu suddenly smiled bitterly, Lin Yue's thoughts, Jiang Shenwu had already seen it clearly when he left in the barrenness.

"Bonded?"

Lin Yuemei's eyes flashed lightly, and she secretly sighed.

......

The night was deep, the bright moon was in the sky, and the bright moonlight was like a white glow belt, faintly sprinkled down, and shone peacefully on Jiang Shenwu's cheeks.

In the bamboo pavilion, the shadow of the pink coat was still standing there, looking up at the moonlight, not knowing what to think.

Jiang Shenwu walked to another courtyard, gently climbed to the eaves, and sat next to the white-clothed figure, watching the full moon with him.

The moonlight sparsely sprinkled in his peach blossom eyes, and in those peach blossom eyes, there were always thousands of wisps of tenderness, and these tenderness were all put on one person's body.

"Senior brother, second senior sister, she is interested in you, and you also have affection, why don't you express it clearly?"

Jiang Shenwu asked.

"Alas, what about affection? Since I rescued her from falling into the water as a child, that affection has quietly germinated in my heart, but now that twenty years have passed, I still don't dare to express my heart to her, perhaps, I am cowardly!"

Barren laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I think if it's unrequited love, then it's good to give wholeheartedly, but you both like each other, shouldn't you all be happy about this?"

Jiang Shenwu raised his eyebrows lightly and said suspiciously.

"I'm not worthy of her, now she is the same as my cultivation, she is all angry, condensing the realm of the sky, but I am just a commoner, and she is the princess of the Sinan Empire, if you express my heart, what should I do?

Barren took off the golden gourd on his waist, poured a sip of wine, and said.

"Having said that, as long as you dare not to be cowardly, why should you miss it?"

Jiang Shenwu stood up and said indignantly, his fists clenched.

"Did you miss it?

After hearing Jiang Shenwu's words, Barren was stunned in his heart, as if something hit the depths of his heart!