At noon, someone brought a message to Xiao Yuchen, saying that the emperor had ordered him to go to Yunjian Houfu to recuperate, and this was obviously Chen Yun's drunkenness.

It just so happened that he was also depressed in this place, so it would be good to change the environment.

In this way, braving the wind and snow, he was taken to the Cloud Sword Waiting Mansion.

The mansion is vast, the whole house is close to nature, there are countless rockeries, lush greenery, especially the circle of white columns outside the lobby, which is surrounded by the pattern of flowing clouds, and above the lobby, there is a plaque with gold characters on a black background, and the dragon and the phoenix dance are inscribed with four big characters -

"The sword is like a flowing cloud".

"It was given to the Hou Ye by the emperor. The manager on the side said with a smile and looked inside, "Go in, Xiao Gongzi." ”

Xiao Yuchen nodded, pushed open the door of the lobby, and stepped in, in the empty lobby, Chen Yunzui was facing away from the door, looking at a picture of fairy clouds hanging on the wall, and when he saw the door open, he turned around and looked over.

At this time, the door behind Xiao Yuchen was closed by the chief manager, he was stunned, and his eyes showed doubts, "Hou Ye Chen, ...... are you?"

"Benhou has always disliked beating around the bush, and he won't beat around the bush. Chen Yundrunk looked at Xiao Yuchen, the meaning in his eyes was unpredictable, and he asked with a light smile: "Xiao Yuchen, what do you think of your sword?"

"Xiao's sword?" Xiao Yuchen's expression was fixed, and he groaned slightly, "It's still eye-catching." ”

"Is it?The sword intent is innate, and it can only be regarded as eye-catching?" Chen Yun laughed drunkly, and his words shocked Xiao Yuchen's heart, how did he see it? Could it be at that time......

He had only made one sword in front of Chen Yundrunk, so it could only be that sword.

"So, what is Hou Ye Chen going to do?"

"Don't be in a hurry, I'm going to get down to business now. Chen Yunzui showed a sneer and looked at Xiao Yuchen, "Although you are humble in your mouth, in fact, you don't take other people who use swords in this world in your eyes at all, right?"

Groov!

Xiao Yuchen's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, his eyes trembled slightly, and his heart seemed to be surging with turbulent waves, he ...... Why is there such a big reaction?

Is it really as Chen Yunzui said, he is really arrogant to this extent?

That's impossible......

He didn't want to admit it.

No, why did he think of admitting it? He wasn't that kind of person at all!

But...... Really, isn't it?

The infinite contradictions instantly drowned Xiao Yuchen's thoughts.

Chen Yunzui didn't stop because of Xiao Yuchen's brief trance, he continued: "But twenty has already reached the innate level of sword intent, and this level of sword dao does have arrogant capital, but with this level of sword dao, do you have it too?"

Xiao Yuchen was shocked again, wasn't the way of the sword and him one? How could it be that in Chen Yundrunk's mouth, the way of the sword and him were separated?

"Or, I'll ask you another way, after all these years, are you at Edgeworth, or are you ...... The sword is in you?"

"I ......"

The moment the words fell, Xiao Yuchen seemed to have heard something terrifying, and for a while he only felt his scalp tingling, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his back was cold, and he was full of panic and difficult to stand firmly, so he slammed against the door behind him, his deep eyes trembled constantly, and he gasped for breath.

"I'm at Edgeworth...... Still is...... The sword is in the ...... of the Imperial Self"

He repeated this sentence with great difficulty, looking confused, as if asking himself, he felt as if a bottle that had been hidden for many years had been shattered in his heart, and the fragments were deeply rooted in his heart, and he seemed to be able to vaguely see the bloody traces.

Chen Yundrunk stopped talking, and quietly looked at Xiao Yuchen, who looked panicked and confused for a while. He knew very well that next, whether Xiao Yuchen could accept the question that he had been deeply pressed in his heart and never dared to face would be crucial, which determined the height of Xiao Yuchen's life.

"Just let me see, Xiao Yuchen, if you can be called a real swordsman!"

......

In my head, there were a lot of voices, like dark clouds gathering.

"Second brother, are you practicing swords again?"

"Second brother, your kendo is really getting more and more exquisite, and no one in the house can compare to your sword, right?"

"Second brother, why do you only practice swords?"

"Second brother, second brother!"

"Is the sword in you, or are you in the sword?"

"You don't even take the world's swordsmen in your eyes!"

"You are a proud man!"

"There's no one in your sights!"

"It's you, Edgeworth!"

"No, it's the sword that is protecting you!"

......

In the darkness, there seems to be a heavy rain pouring down, cold and biting!

......

Suddenly, there was a ray of light.

"Second brother, why are you practicing swords?"

"Protect your safety, protect your eldest brother's safety, protect your father's mother's safety, and protect the safety of your loved ones. ”

......

Click, click, click

Faintly, there was a sound of a mirror shattering in my head.

Click-

Countless fragments fell, and he seemed to see the light of the sky, sprinkled in his heart!

......

When the sun set, the snow was still falling, and the sunlight burst out the last rays of light from the west with all its might, passing through the sky, melting the ice and snow, shining straight into the Cloud Sword Mansion, penetrating the door of the confined lobby, and finally falling out of a blurred light and shadow.

Xiao Yuchen glanced at the warm light, supported the door behind him with his hand, slowly stood up straight, his face was pale, and he said with difficulty: "Yes...... The sword is in the royal self. ”

"What did you say?" asked Chen Yunzui.

"The sword is in me. Xiao Yuchen repeated again, his voice a little louder.

"Please tell me, what are you talking about?" Chen Yunzui had a cold look in his eyes.

Xiao Yuchen bit his teeth sharply, his eyes went straight to Chen Yundrunk's eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth and said word by word: "It's the sword that is controlling me." Xiao Yuchen...... Not a swordsman!Xiao Yuchen ...... Just a sword slave!"

He finally understood that it was not that he didn't want to exert his full strength, but that he couldn't exert his full strength at all!

He also understands that in those big and small battles, he was able to survive not because of any physical problems, but because of his big life.

He also finally understood why he couldn't subdue those thirty-six sword intent transformations!

At this moment, it dawned on him that he was weak.

It's not that the sword is weak, the sword is still strong, it's just him who is weak!

So, the answer to that question is that the sword is in him......

Chen Yundrunk showed a pleased smile, this kid finally didn't disappoint him, to be honest, if Xiao Yuchen didn't pass this level, then he would forever fall into the terrifying abyss of who controls whom, and he will never be able to break free, and he will also watch a generation of kendo geniuses become a madman.

However, it did not happen.

Xiao Yuchen smiled bitterly and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looked at his wet sleeves, shook his head, and said, "I didn't expect that I was such a person." ”

"But...... Isn't that person gone since just now?" Chen Yunzui smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with essence.

And this kind of essence also appeared in Xiao Yuchen's eyes, he gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth gradually hooked, "That's right!

"What do you want to do now?" Chen Yunzui asked again.

"I ...... I want to become stronger!" Xiao Yuchen's eyes froze, and his fists clenched extremely tightly.

"Do you want me to lend you a sword?" Chen Yun asked with a drunken smile.

Xiao Yuchen shook his head with a light smile, calmly met Chen Yunzui's eyes, Chen Yunzui clearly felt that there was a flame burning in Xiao Yuchen's eyes, it was a fighting spirit.

Fight against whom?

Fight yourself!

Xiao Yuchen's whole body was already full of blood, and his heart was infinitely high.

What he didn't perceive was that for a moment just now, the thirty-six purple sword intent transformations around his heart seemed to sense something, and they trembled.

"You should have guessed by now how I'm going to repay you?"

Xiao Yuchen nodded, hugged his fists and thanked him, and said, "Please also ask Hou Ye Chen to help me!"

"Hahaha!" Chen Yunzui laughed heartily, "Okay! I'll accompany you when I'm drunk! Tomorrow, here, I'll teach you the real luck exhalation!"

"How is tomorrow afternoon? I'm going to the princess's mansion in the morning. Xiao Yuchen's face changed, and he said helplessly, "Moreover, I have to go every day for seven days, so I want to accept Hou Ye Chen in the afternoon." ”

Chen Yun was drunk and didn't expect Xiao Yuchen to have anything to do with the thirteenth princess, so he didn't ask, and agreed to come down in one bite.

"So, Xiao...... The disciple took his leave!"

Xiao Yuchen bowed with deep meaning, turned around, and then opened the door.

Suddenly, a golden-red light spread over his body.

He was staring at Xiao Yuchen's back, and he was also staring at a swordsman who was about to really rise!

......

The head of the Hou Mansion took Xiao Yuchen to his room and said, "If there is anything, just mention it to me." ”

Xiao Yuchen clenched his fists slightly at the manager, opened the door, and walked in, and there were all kinds of items in the room.

"Brother Xiao!"

A voice full of surprise sounded outside the door, Xiao Yuchen turned to look, and saw a thirteen-year-old boy running in happily.

Xiao Yuchen was stunned, he didn't have any impression of this young man, but he could vaguely guess his identity.

"Brother Xiao, I'm Chen Qiuli! You saved us last time in Wanyue Valley!"

Xiao Yuchen nodded, bent down slightly, and touched Chen Qiuli's head, "What's wrong?" Chen Qiuli, is there something wrong?"

"Hehe, it's good if you call me Xiaoli!" Chen Qiuli blinked his clear eyes and said with a smile.

"Huh...... Xiaoli, is there something wrong?"

Chen Qiuli hurriedly begged: "Is it good for Brother Xiao to teach Xiaoli to use a sword?"

"Isn't your father a master of using swords, why do you want me to teach you?" Xiao Yuchen didn't know why.

Chen Qiuli looked around nervously with a small face, stood on tiptoe, leaned into Xiao Yuchen's ear, and whispered: "Let me tell you, don't tell others, Daddy's sword is not powerful, it looks soft, Xiaoli doesn't like it, but Brother Xiao's sword is sharp everywhere, so, Brother Xiao, can you teach me?"

"Uh......" Xiao Yuchen smiled helplessly, he rubbed Xiao Li's head, "The sword may be strong and weak, but it is yourself who should really become stronger." ”

"Brother Xiao thinks Xiao Li is too weak now?" Chen Qiuli blinked, a little gloomy.

"No, you're not weak right now. ”

"Then why didn't you teach me the sword......? Brother Xiao still thinks that Xiaoli is too weak, Brother Xiao is waiting for me, Xiaoli will become stronger now!"

After speaking, Chen Qiuli turned his head and ran out with a stubborn face, Xiao Yuchen stroked his forehead, sure enough, it was too early to tell him, and after a while, he smiled with relief, stepped forward, and closed the door with both hands.

"Bang"

In the silence, it was like a declaration of war.