Similar to the Thunder Sword, the name of the Fire Sword changes with the achievements of each generation of Sword Masters.

And the Red Flame Sword, when Shao Si ordered Lin Baoyue to be the sword master, was named Red Lotus.

But compared to the name Red Lotus, more people still only know the original name of this sword.

After all, no matter how dazzling that woman was, the time for her to burn was too short, like a meteor in the history of cultivation, streaking across the sky with raging flames, illuminating the sky.

Rather than the new name of the Meteor, which was named by the Great Priest, General Lang believed in the original name of the ephemeral star.

The stars are gone, and the stars rain down at night.

That woman was more like a nightmare to the cultivation world, a broom star, or a glowing star.

The glow of fire is detached from chaos.

Red Flame. Every time I thought of the name, the sensation of the hot flame burning the skin would instantly revive on this lifeless body.

Unlike others, General Lang will never forget the name Red Lotus for the rest of his life.

Once upon a time, he and his friends and subordinates laughed at this strange sword name, but the moment he saw the woman for the first time on the battlefield, he understood why the name Red Lotus was there.

He was young, gifted, and proud, and had no one in his sights. Among his peers, he is sure to win every battle, thinks that he is omnipotent, and thinks that the younger generation in the spiritual world is only cowards except for him and his like-minded friends.

Until one day, a woman came to the north, and his friends who were also arrogant were defeated one by one on the battlefield, and some even refused to practice again for the rest of their lives.

He didn't want to believe it, and he couldn't believe that the fighting spirit of those originally heroic men was broken by a woman!

He thinks that his friends must be making excuses for their own carelessness, what can a woman do, everything is fake, it is all a trick to deceive.

Until he saw her on the battlefield with his own eyes.

He understood why those boys called her Red Lotus.

It was a blood-colored lotus flower blooming on the battlefield, too beautiful and too dangerous.

More in the roaring fire.

The year he first met her, she was fifteen years old, the first Heavenly Rank under the age of twenty on the entire continent, and her fame reached a peak.

Because she was so young, many cultivators who had not seen her in person refused to recognize her strength, including him.

It's just a woman who stepped on her talent and master's position to get lucky!

She has a famous sword, a famous teacher, a natural rank, and there must be an unknown method of rapid promotion, and almost all the teenagers in the cultivation world were sure at that time that if they only had half of that woman's conditions, their achievements would definitely be above it!

It must be a woman who doesn't care about anything all day long and only thinks about upgrading to show off, and the level is high, but it must be an empty shell, and the foundation is empty!

This is the favorite joke of the young cultivators, and he often laughs at it when he drinks with his friends and brothers. Until that day, on the battlefield, he heard the screams of the scattered soldiers.

"Red Lotus Sword!"

"Shao Si Ming!"

Then, the flames swept across him.

At the same time, there is also his pride.

"General Lang has seen that woman?" At this moment, the white-haired old man's words interrupted General Lang's thoughts, "Then you must have seen that person's swordsmanship too?" ”

The man in black armor took a deep breath, then looked up at the white-haired old man and nodded.

The white-haired old man's cloudy eyes narrowed, looked at him and asked, "Then in General Lang's opinion, how is that young master's swordsmanship?" ”

He could probably only describe the woman's swordsmanship in one word.

The man took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and spoke quietly.

"Reaching the top."

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "Fortunately, the whereabouts of the Red Flame Sword are unknown." ”

"Well," under the urging of the black-clothed man's eyes, General Lang said lightly, "The Red Flame Sword also disappeared with the disappearance of the young master's order, Lin Baoyue. ”

"I don't know where the man got the sword," the white-haired old man lamented, "and even if he dies, he might as well leave the sword." ”

"It's good not to see you, isn't it," the man in black chuckled, "but even if the Red Flame Sword is here, no one can use that kind of sword technique again." ”

There's something that can't be brought back into the world.

General Lang clenched his arm, he didn't know if he wanted to see that kind of swordsmanship again, but ......

"Shao Si Ming, Lin Baoyue......"

"Fire Sword."

The man whispered.

Will that kind of swordsmanship ever be repeated?

……

……

I don't know if it will reappear in the world, but someone who is being remembered doesn't remember it at all.

In the dark forest, a fire was also burning at this time, but it was not a sword technique that ignited this fire, but a branch carried by a young man in red.

"Why does Young Master Ben carry firewood here......

Chen Zichu slammed the branches on the ground, looking at the girl squatting by the fire panting.

"Is that enough?"

The girl's white face was red by the flames, and she turned her head to look at him and gestured to his forehead, "It should be enough to burn all night, hard work, Chen Gongzi." ”

"Finally enough...... Chen Zichu gasped and walked to the fire, looking at the things hanging on it like huge pockets, "Is this really possible?" If you can't eat it, I'll find you! ”

"Yes, it works." Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled, "It's almost ready, go wash your hands and wait to eat." ”

Wash your hands......

Chen Zichu reflexively stood up and walked towards the stream, and only halfway through did he realize what he had done and stopped abruptly.

He...... What's going on?

"You're back."

At this time, Xu Yishan, who was sitting on a stone by the stream, was so quiet that he was almost one with the stone, and turned his head with his sword, and rarely opened his mouth to him.

Looking at the classmates who kept their distance from the group of people by the fire, Chen Zichu finally recalled the ins and outs.

During the day, with the help of Xu Yishan's water sword, the pursuers' footsteps were blocked, and the woman took them around the forest, and actually got rid of the pursuers.

Soon after dark, when they reached a small stream, the woman said that she would rest and recuperate, and the young girl and the female officer beside her dismounted and began to prepare to make a fire and camp.

The guard was a little stunned at first, but he was immediately turned around by the envoy, and he and Xu Yishan stood aside and didn't know what to say, and the next moment the woman waved goodbye to the panther beside her, turned around and spoke to them.

"Thank you so much today, and to show your appreciation, let's have dinner together."

Dinner......

Probably a late meal......

Chen Zichu was a little puzzled by this sudden change in situation, and the next moment, he only heard a sound in the woods, only to see the woman open the branches, only to see a black shadow flashing, and there was a caught deer by the stream.

It was a gift from the panther.

Chen Zichu was amazed, and even more surprised him was below.

I saw that the girl washed her hands, took off a small arrow from her ear, and broke the body of the deer with great speed, and put the venison cut with the sword, wild onions, salt, and stream water into the deer's stomach, tied it up and hung it on the fire to boil!

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