"You know...... The situation is now chaotic, changing and wars are coming faster and more violently than we imagined. Ye Ziqing opened the topic and looked directly into Wei Gong's eyes, as if he wanted to use his gaze to gouge out his heart, "So, next, our choice is crucial." “

We?

Emiya chuckled in his heart, not quite understanding what the word meant?

She was reminding him that they were all from the Sword Country?

Or is it —

She wants to be his long-term partner, bound to him?

Ye Ziqing stared at his eyes tightly, not missing the slightest detail of the changes on his face.

"The Heavenly Sword Emperor was assassinated, and the Chong Sword Kingdom took immediate action, on the one hand, the Chong Sword Emperor had been brewing for a long time, and on the other hand, the Twelve Kingdoms had been suppressed for too long, and they were afraid of being beaten before, and they didn't know the depth of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, and now it is just an opportunity."

Her expression was serious and nervous, but her tone was extremely flat, and she said something terrible lightly, "For a long time in the future, there will be wars, and various countries, in order to benefit and ease domestic contradictions, will inevitably attack neighboring enemies." So, in a war-torn world,"

When Ye Ziqing said this, he paused, and looked at Wei Gong with a flickering gaze, "Sword forgers, especially genius swordsmiths like you, will become extremely important. If you make a mistake, you will never recover. ”

Wei Gong's heart jumped heavily, and his face showed great surprise.

His face became very ugly, as if he had been choked by an invisible hand, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.

Ye Ziqing looked at it and felt that the point was almost right, and appropriately threw out the words behind, "You must choose carefully and become the last king." ”

She clasped her hands and looked at him with a grim expression, "So, what do you choose?" ”

Choose wisely, walk on thin ice......

Is this the powerful pressure that comes from being tied to power and the situation of war?

Emiya fell into a dead silence.

He raised his head to look at Ye Ziqing, and noticed an imperceptible sly smile on the corner of this woman's mouth, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

So, will my choice also determine hers?

Wei Gong lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Stabbing people and killing them, saying: "It's not me, but also the soldiers?" "The king is innocent, and the people of the world are the best."

Ye Ziqing trembled slightly, looking at him with a strange gaze.

Everything seemed to go back to that night the other day.

This man with dark and clear eyes, in her dreams, conveyed the idea of the sword, the unspoken depiction of the beautiful scene of the world and the ideal of salvation, which made her deeply frightened and shocked.

Ye Ziqing once thought that that kind of thing was just an ethereal existence.

She looked nervously at Emiya, waiting for what he was about to say later.

Emiya shook his head, "It's right to forge swords to make the world a better place, not a worse one...... I haven't thought about what choice to make......"

Ye Ziqing's eyes were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth looked at him with a smile.

Long.

"Well done, you've passed."

"Passed?"

Emiya was confused, what this sword master wanted in the end was such an answer.

At this moment, Ye Ziqing's body suddenly leaned forward, lowered his head and kissed him lightly at the corner of his lips.

"Ahh

Emiya let out a low cry.

The fragrance was still in his mouth, and Ye Ziqing's body had already left him.

She straightened up and swung her sword in her hand.

With a loud bang, the shackles on Emiya's hands snapped.

"Don't rush back to the Sword Country." Ye Ziqing said.

"Why?" Emiya looked at her in disbelief.

It was really unexpected that a sword master who rushed to the sword country would persuade him like this in the end.

He really couldn't figure out what the woman was thinking.

"Master Yue Chuanwo said-"

Ye Ziqing paused, and a slight sigh came from the mask, "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall." ”

Wei Gong almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of old blood, where is this Yue Chuanwo said, what the is this......

He was stunned for a moment, not remembering whether it was from Confucius or Mencius.

"Okay, the rest of the way, you can go by yourself. I have more important things to do. Ye Ziqing laughed, then leaned closer to his body and said in an almost inaudible voice-

"Thank you, swordsmith."

Wei Gong was slightly stunned.

The white figure fluttered, and in an instant, it had left his side.

"So...... Where do I go? ”

Emiya stood up and looked at the other party's vanishing back.

In the dark passage ahead, Ye Ziqing's ethereal voice was heard-

"It's my business!"

……

Blood was in the air, and corpses were piled up all around.

The two armies fought each other and killed in the dark.

Hand-to-hand combat of life and death, a war related to the future fate of countries.

The coaches on both sides are also engaged in a tense and fierce competition.

Yu Zhenyu's Qingfeng armor was engraved with the pattern of a tiger's head and dragon body, and the black cloak was stained with a lot of blood on the battlefield, and the color was even darker.

He slashed through the red-armored soldier beside him with a sword, raised his head, and looked at the stubborn figure in the distance.

Shen Liang's red jade dragon scale armor was bright and dazzling in the sunlight.

The other party stood on a pile of corpses, two cold rays projected in his eyes, staring at him deadly.

Shen Liang followed the soldiers around him to do tacit and effective cooperation.

In the face of the layers of Qingjia Army, it is like a small boat sailing in the sea, riding the wind and waves......

Kill all the way to Yu Zhenyu.

With a loud bang, his left hand clasped the scabbard, and his right hand quickly withdrawd.

The sword light flickered.

The formless sword qi shook outward.

A powerful turbulence formed in the air.

Shen Liang frowned slightly, and the long sword spun quickly in the air, bringing out a huge spark.

The sword qi was entangled, and then quickly dispersed.

The red jade dragon scale armor came out of the air flow, held the sword in both hands, and slashed down in the air.

A blinding chain of fire was pulled from the air.

"Dang!"

The red and white swords snapped together tightly, letting out a crisp dragon groan.

In front of Yu Zhenyu, there was a hideous face.

Shen Liang's long hair was scattered, and his face was pulled out by the sword qi he had just made a few scratches, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

And the flames on his sword were like a gust of wind, blowing out on Yu Zhenyu's face.

The other party tilted his head slightly and let out a soft groan of pain.

There was an extra wound on his face, as if he had been licked by a tongue of fire, and immediately blistered.

Yu Zhenyu had a humble and gentle smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "It seems that in the great battle twenty years ago, although you were defeated, you also tempered a lot!" ”

"That is, compared to your army, we can be called experienced!"

Shen Liang pursed the corners of his mouth, forcefully opened the opponent's long sword, shrank his body downward, and quickly bullied in front of the opponent, stirring up a bright spark from the bottom up.

……