In a small alley in Heavenly Sword Kingdom Xuan Cloud City, an old man moved out the last bit of belongings.

It was a small peach-colored stool with a smooth surface that had been worn for many years.

He put this thing in a large box that was already full of groceries outside, then sealed it, and took out the Qiankun mirror to collect the things on the ground one by one.

The Qiankun mirror couldn't be installed, and after careful selection, the old man screened some more, packed them in a small bamboo basket, and then carried them on his back.

I can't take the rest with me, so I just give it away.

The neighbors on the side were talking.

"Is Old Man Xin crazy?"

"Yes, at such an old age, why do you have to go out and toss around?"

"What if you can't get it right, what can I do if I die on the road?"

"What a strange old man."

Hearing this, Xin Lang raised his head and smiled.

"You don't understand, I have to go and find my way. It's a pity it's not here. ”

Xin Lang flipped the bamboo basket on his back and prepared to embark on the journey.

A small hand suddenly reached out from behind him and pulled the hem of his clothes.

When I looked back, I found that it was a round and immature little face, this child who was less than ten years old usually had the best relationship with him, called Ruoli, and often came to listen to Xin Lang play the music sword.

"Old man Xin, are you leaving?" She looked back at him with her head tilted and her eyes wide open.

"Yes." Xin Lang squatted down and said with a smile, "Grandpa still has very important things to do." ”

"Old man Xin, I'll miss you." Ruoli wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Xin Lang smiled, then took out a music sword from the bamboo basket on his back and handed it to her.

"Xiao Ruoli, this is the music sword I used before, I hope you can also become an excellent music sword master like Her Royal Highness Sword Rin Sakura in the future."

Ruoli glanced down, and it was not a small toy made of iron pieces that was only about one finger long, but a real one-meter-long music sword.

It's quite heavy to start, and it may look like a dozen pounds.

She clasped her hands together, looked at Xin Lang suspiciously, and nodded.

"If I can become a great swordsman like Her Royal Highness Kenrin Sakura in the future, will you come back and listen to my performance?"

"Yes." Xin Lang laughed, a hole cracked in Bai Huahua's beard, he was so old that he even had incomplete teeth.

Xin Lang stretched out his hand and touched Ruoli's head, "When the time comes, not only will I come to listen to your performance, but I will also cast a sword for you, just cast the Wingqin Sword used by His Royal Highness Rin Sakura before, what do you think?" ”

"Really?"

"Really."

"Pull the hook, don't lie to me!" Ruoli stretched out a little finger.

Xin Lang was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little confused, to be honest, even he didn't know how much life he had left, and whether he would be able to fulfill his promise in his lifetime.

But he hesitated for only a moment, and then reached out his little finger to hook her.

"The hook is hanging for a hundred years." Ruoli finished shouting and laughed happily.

"Alright. That grandpa has to go. Xin Lang stood up and looked at the sun on the horizon, and his heart was extremely happy.

The sun shines on the ground, paving a golden strip.

"This is my quest!"

Xin Lang took the first step and took the first step.

"Chaowen said, Xi can die." He has already seen the most beautiful instruments and the best performances in the world, how can he dare to stagnate here and die in a state of confusion?

He has found his own way, and now it is time to pursue it.

Since the end of the sword sacrifice ceremony, he has never forgotten the performance of the sword Rin Sakura at that time, especially the sword in her hand, which completely refreshed his perception of the sword and made his soul tremble.

The sword called the Wing Qin Sword, he had to meet again in his lifetime, and then ask the swordsmith, what kind of genius idea did he have to let this kind of heavenly immortal come to the world?

……

"May I ask if this is the home of the Guardian Palace, the Sword Forger Guardian Palace." A young man stood in front of the door of Emiya's mansion, facing a young face peeking out of the crack in the door, slightly distracted.

This person was commissioned by the Heavenly Sword Emperor to find the Wei Palace, Chen Ang, the right-hand man of the Xuanmu Division, the first intelligence agency of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom.

He had already investigated through various channels and found out the person in the palace clearly, only to find out later that it turned out that this down-and-out sword-casting genius who rushed to the Sword Country was brought to the Dream Sword Kingdom by Sword Rin Sakura after the battle in the Dark Palace.

Since this was a cross-border poaching operation, it was not good to enter directly as a Xuanmu Division, but only as an ordinary businessman from the Heavenly Sword Kingdom.

The Xuanmu Division of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom is a special intelligence agency, similar to a modern secret agent spy organization, all the members of it are carefully selected, and they act alone all year round, they are good at camouflage, concealment, reconnaissance, and assassination...... Chen Ang is one of them.

Chen Ang's camouflage skills can be described as seamless, and no one has ever known what his true face is, so he has another nickname-

Fox with a thousand faces.

One describes him as changeable, and the other describes him as clever and cunning.

This time, the commander-in-chief sent him out of trust in him.

Cui Xiaoxiao glanced up at him, and then closed the door casually.

"He's not at home."

Chen Ang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to eat a closed door, and the other party was still a four-year-old girl.

How lame?!

He put the back of his left hand under his nose and sniffed hard.

The sandalwood on top is relaxing.

Chen Ang took a deep breath, then calmed down, and asked loudly through the door, "Excuse me, if Lord Wei Gong is not at home, where did he go?" ”

If necessary, he didn't care about destroying this gate, and even kidnapped this little girl to coerce Wei Gong to return to the Heavenly Sword Kingdom with him.

Just as he was distracted, a shadow was cast on the door in front of him.

"I'm sorry, my lord, please come with us."

This sentence sounded out of thin air, startling Chen Ang.

He hurriedly turned around and found that a group of people wearing the official uniforms of the Dream Sword Kingdom had appeared in the courtyard at some point.

To be precise, the other party is someone from the Dream Sword Country's No. 1 spy agency, the Dream Security Bureau.

Just look at the blue butterfly embroidered on the right shoulder of their clothes.

Chen Ang's eyes widened, and his heart was shocked.

How could the people from the Dream Security Bureau come so quickly?

Before he entered this mansion, he had seriously investigated, according to his impression of the efficiency of the Dream Security Bureau, he would be able to successfully evacuate from here in at least 10 minutes, could it be said-

These people are lying in ambush here day and night?

Damn, that's careless.

……

Just when Chen Ang was taken to the Meng'an Bureau, Wei Gong was on the dock to deliver the five winged qin swords that had been made in the past few days to the hands of the logistics personnel.

The sea breeze ruffled his hair, and he could almost smell the damp salty sea water in the air.

The logistics guy took his goods to the ship, then raised his head and handed him a cargo list: "You have to sign here, otherwise it will not be delivered." ”

Emiya glanced at it and was half angry.

"You say that the logistics are slow, even if you don't come to pick up the goods, you have to send the shipper to the dock in person, but this sentence, what is it called, if the goods are lost and robbed halfway, they are not responsible?!"

The logistics guy gave him a disdainful look, and then spit on the beach next to him.

"Can't you read words? Now that pirates are rampant, we are using our lives to help transport goods, and there is still a possibility of being robbed, so there is a rule that if you don't sign it, you won't let the goods on board. ”

"What the hell?!" An ominous premonition swelled in Emiya's heart.

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