When Zhou Yuanzhi came down from Bipo Pavilion, her whole body was soaked.

Chang Yu's swordsmanship is unfathomable, and the two really fight, not knowing how many moves they can block.

He didn't know the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly discovered that some people were indeed natural swordsmen, such as Chang Yu.

Not only is he a natural swordsman, but he is loyal to the sword, and he has been immersed in the way of the sword for many years, and more importantly, he is now one with the sword.

Oh, by the way, when I saw Chang Yu just now, I didn't see him holding a sword.

Without a sword, where does its sword energy come from?

This kind of swordsmanship is unheard of by himself, even if it is Master Zhong Bieli, it is likely that he is not his opponent.

Now he knows that the true way of the sword is not just as simple as the speed of the sword.

His sword can only be regarded as swordsmanship at best, and Chang Yu's sword is the real way of swordsmanship.

In Chang Yu's hands, everything is a sword, and even his person is a sword in itself.

This sword has not only a spirit, but also a soul.

What's even more terrifying is that this sword can also know all the strengths and weaknesses of men and women.

Zhou Yuanzhi drank a bowl of wine, thinking about how to crack Chang Yu's sword.

However, there is no solution, and there is no solution if you want to break your head.

He was fortunate that he didn't take out the sword at that time, and once he came out of the sword, it was likely to be death, and once he died, the meaning of crossing would be gone.

Thinking of crossing, he suddenly realized that Chang Yu might have seen through that he was not Wang Yishi.

It's impossible, it's impossible for Chang Yu to know about crossing this kind of thing.

Unless he's also a traverser?

More unlikely.

Then why did he realize that he was not Wang Yishi?

If he could integrate some kind of unknown existence with his cultivation in the way of the sword alone, then it would be incredible.

If he is so powerful, how will I get along with him in the future?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, but he couldn't help but think about it.

He took another sip of wine, trying to get himself drunk with it, but soon found that the more he drank today, the more sober his mind became.

What to do?

He rarely loses his eyes, and it seems that he lost his eyes again tonight.

He got up and walked out the door, and the sky and earth were cool.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't danced a sword for a long time, so he drew his sword and began to dance.

The sword walked lightly, and after slashing, there was a burst of sound.

Although the moves are not what he is good at, it does not mean that he does not understand them.

It's just that on such a lonely night, he dances the sword alone, and his moves are both light and heavy, as if the boundless night is the opponent.

It's just that his long black hair and slightly upturned corners of his mouth, and his purple eyes faintly reveal a hint of sadness.

This kind of wound is combined with the sound of the sword piercing the sky, like a snowflake falling to the ground, and like the rhythm of a flower blooming, whispering in the night.

Sometimes he leaned over to split his sword, sometimes he jumped in the air, like an angel with folded wings, but he still had a heart that yearned for heaven.

So, where is his paradise?

He didn't know.

Maybe heaven is in heaven!

In fact, heaven does not have to be in heaven, and angels do not have to have wings.

Sometimes when you close your eyes, it is heaven, and as long as there is love, it will naturally give you wings.

He thought of Sasha again, what would Sasha do in these days when he was away?

He volleyed into the air again, as if he had thrown himself into the air, like a mustard seed.

And why isn't he an insignificant mustard seed?

This mustard seed is floating in the wind in the vast world, and if you can't catch her, she is destined to never have a fixed place.

Perhaps only the wind can get her message and tell another gust of wind.

He danced for a long time, and when he was tired, he stopped.

On nights like these, he was destined to be alone.

However, he soon realized that he was wrong.

For in the darkness there seemed to be an eye that had been watching him.

And this person, who has been watching him for so long, has not been discovered by him, it seems that it is not simple.

So he smiled and said, "My friend in front, since you are also a person on the road, why don't you draw your sword and dance together?" ”

Sure enough, a voice in the darkness replied: "I, like you, want to see the flaws in your sword moves."

Hearing this voice, he knew that it was Chang Yu.

It's strange, it's so late, why is he here?

If he had tried to kill me, I would probably be dead by now.

I saw Chang Yu come out of the night and said, "Actually, like you, I can't sleep when I make new friends."

"I'm different from you, I can't drink with new friends, so I can't sleep"

After speaking, he smiled himself, so he said: "Since you are here, why don't you go into the house and drink two bowls of wine before leaving, but it's a pity that it's too late now, and there is no appetizer."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Chang Yu was carrying a basket containing a roast chicken, a small jar of wine, two pairs of chopsticks, and two bowls.

So he smiled and said: "A generation of swordsmen, who do not carry a sword, but carry a basket, is indeed rare"

Chang Yu also smiled and said, "How do you know that I don't carry a sword?" ”

"At least I can't see your sword"

"You can't sleep because you can't see my sword?"

Zhou Yuanzhi couldn't deny it, so she had to say: "I've never seen someone without a sword, and there is such a strong sword qi"

"Actually, I am the sword, the sword is me, or in other words, anything that comes into my hands, it is the sword"

They found a place to sit, dismantled the chicken, poured wine, and began to drink.

However, Zhou Yuanzhi found that Chang Yu did not move chopsticks or drink, but simply watched him drink.

So he asked, "Wouldn't it be stupid not to eat what you brought?"

Chang Yu said with a smile: "In the past few years, I have basically not eaten for lunch."

"Why?"

"At first, it was to practice light skills, but then I gradually lost my appetite, and finally formed a habit of my own"

"Aren't you hungry?"

"There were some at first, but then they gradually disappeared"

Zhou Yuanzhi stopped and said, "You won't take these specifically for me to eat!" ”

"No, I'm here to observe you"

"Observation?"

"To make a friend, you need to know something, if you don't know, how can you be a friend?"

"You still don't believe that I'm Wang Yishi?"

Chang Yu looked at him and said: "I don't believe it, my intuition tells me that you are not Wang Yishi, although your appearance and everything are no different from Wang Yishi, but I know that you are by no means Wang Yishi"

"Really?"

"I also know that when you ask me to compete with a sword, you don't really want to compete with me, but you have another purpose."

"Why?"

"Because Wang Yishi and I are both real swordsmen, but you are not"

"If I'm not Wang Yishi, who am I?"

"Who are you? Maybe only you know! ”

Zhou Yuanzhi pretended to be calm and said: "Sometimes, I also feel that I am not Wang Yishi, because Wang Yishi is just a name, anyone can call Wang Yishi"

Chang Yu smiled and said: "Brother Wang, you are secretly changing the concept and changing the topic, although I don't know who you are now, but one day I will definitely know"

Zhou Yuanzhi suddenly realized that something was wrong, and wanted to be lucky, but she couldn't get lucky.

His first reaction was that the wine was poisonous.

The star killer of the dignified Cool Killing Club was drugged, and he couldn't even notice it.

He was too careless.

So he sighed: "Brother Yan, you actually drugged in wine? ”

Chang Yu smiled and said: "If you don't take medicine, how do I know who you are, you'd better not be lucky, this is my unique secret recipe, colorless and tasteless, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't detect it"

Zhou Yuanzhi said: "I can't imagine that you treat your friends like this"

After saying that, he fainted and fell asleep, not remembering anything.