However, just as Ruan Qing's fingers were about to let go of the Chu Xue Sword, the other hand instantly covered the back of her hand, holding her hand tightly on the hilt of the sword again.

"Palace......" Ruan Qing felt the warmth on the back of his hand and froze in place.

"Call me Zhu Ying." Zhu Luan wrapped one hand around her, and held Ruan Qing's sword hand with the other, laughing in her ear.

"Zhu Ying......"

Ruan Qing spoke in a daze, while Zhu Luan smiled again, and then spoke again.

"Remember, there is nothing wrong with your sword."

Even though the sword penetrated her body at this time, Zhu Luan couldn't let Ruan Qing put down the sword here.

If Ruan Qing was allowed to let go of the sword in her hand in this situation, she would probably feel that it was a mistake for her whole life to hold the sword.

This is not right.

Even at the cost of her own body, she had to correct the mistake.

Ruan Qing's sword must be stabbed down, and Zhu Luan understood from the first time Ruan Qing drew his sword that this child's sword path lies in being indomitable.

No regrets when you go out of the sword, never look back.

When she left Ruan Ruan, that kid had never practiced, and he hadn't even discovered the talent for gathering qi.

In just ten years, she has become a swordsman in the middle of the ascension from scratch, and even made it all the way to the semifinals of the guild exam.

The hardships in the meantime are not humane.

And what it relies on is this hard work and sharpness.

Once Ruan Qing's heart has a shadow on the matter of holding a sword, her originally hazeless sword heart will be dusted.

Zhu Luan would never allow such a thing to happen.

Now that Ruan Qing has embarked on the path of cultivation, all he can do is not let her hard work go in vain.

Even if it is the self ten years ago that lies in front of this child's heart.

Therefore, Zhu Luan couldn't let Ruan Qing draw her sword, nor could she stop when the sword pierced into the general, and when this sword penetrated Ruan Qing's opponent's body, she couldn't let Ruan Qing let go.

"Don't doubt the choices you make."

Zhu Luan clenched Ruan Qing's hand again and smiled at her.

Even though she didn't want this child to experience the same thing as her, looking at the cultivator in front of her who had ascended to the middle stage, Zhu Luan spoke extremely seriously.

"You've gotten stronger."

"Ruan Ruan, I'm proud of you."

Ruan Qing's eyes widened, and tears were dripping from his eyes.

In the past ten years, she has not cried in the face of countless harsh trainings and countless trials intertwined with blood and tears, but at this time, she shed tears for the first time as a swordsman.

Perhaps, what she was waiting for was a compliment from this person all along.

What she thought was a dream that would never come true, but now it has become a reality.

However, the next moment, Ruan Qing's gaze on the other side suddenly became serious.

"As fellow cultivators, it is extremely normal for one side to win a sword in a battle, if you are still a cultivator, don't blame me."

Ruan Qing's teardrop eyes were stunned, she understood what Zhu Luan meant, but ......

"Got it?" Zhu Luan glared at her with great momentum.

Ruan Qing reflexively spoke.

"Understand ......"

When she finished speaking, she realized what she had said, Ruan Qing froze again, and the next moment the girl in front of her laughed again.

"Make an appointment with me, huh?"

"Hmmm......"

Ruan Qing found that his mind was in a mess after he answered casually again, and looking at the bright smile of the girl in front of him, he once again fell into a situation of being at a loss.

And the people under the high stage are even more at a loss.

This...... This......

From the beginning of this battle on the way, they couldn't understand it.

From the last sword of the two people, to the shocking reversal of Huizhou Xie Yuan, to the pine nut candy sprinkled by the senior sister of Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

After that, I couldn't understand it at all.

On this high platform, it is indeed a great Zhou Juzi, a disciple of Xiliang Sword Pavilion?

How to fight and fight...... That's it?

this

This picture is beyond the comprehension of a normal person.

What the hell is ...... What happened?

"Could it be that ...... cheap" Su Qing walked to Mo Han's side, looked at the two people on the high platform with undisguised disdain, and was about to say something ridiculous, but he didn't think that Mo Han turned his head and glanced at her.

People who don't usually get angry are very scary when they really get angry.

Su Qing's heart was cold, but she immediately spoke unconvinced, "Look at Ruan Qing's appearance, it's almost like losing our Xiliang Sword......"

"It's not up to you to decide." Before she could finish speaking, Mo Han interrupted her.

"Is this still to be decided?" Su Qing screamed, "This woman is about to betray, why do you all have to speak for her?" ”

The other disciples around were also shocked when they heard the word betrayal, and looked at Mo Han with some hesitation.

"Big brother...... Masters...... Do you know that Huizhou woman? ”

Acquaintance?

How does he know?

Mo Han looked at the two women on the high platform, his heart was like a mess.

Anyone can see that Ruan Qing's mood is not normal, let alone him who has always been by Ruan Qing's side.

Looking at Ruan Qing's eyes staring at the girl, Mo Han even had a bolder idea in his heart, but he couldn't tell anyone.

"Is this the conspiracy of those cunning Great Zhou people?" A Sword Pavilion disciple spoke again.

Conspiracy?

Mo Han frowned and looked at the gathering place of Huizhou Juzi, and then his eyes widened in amazement.

Because the young people in Huizhou who he has gradually met recently are also looking like daylights.

"What's going on?" Hong Shan shook Duan Lizheng's shoulders, and his voice was so loud that it would deaf Liang Ziliang's ears, but he didn't even care about the little boy's flying kick, he just looked at Duan Lizheng in amazement.

"I don't know."

He ...... again How do you know?

Duan Lizheng smiled bitterly, but compared to the abnormal situation of the battle, looking at the tears on Zhu Luan's face, Duan Lizheng only felt heartache.

I'm afraid this is another story that belongs only to her.

"But what now?" Seeing Duan Lizheng's expression, Hong Shan frowned and asked the voices of many people present.

"What should I do with this fight?"

The examiner, who had never interfered with the battle between the disciples of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, also frowned at this time, and finally took a deep breath, advanced and retreated several times, and finally mustered up the courage to approach the two people who were talking in the center of the high platform.

"Miss Ruan......" The examiner completely ignored Zhu Luan, but showed a respectful smile to Ruan Qing, who was only looking at Zhu Luan, "This battle ......"

Ruan Qing, who was talking to Zhu Luan, stopped his voice and returned to his cold appearance again.

The examiner was a little happy in his heart, looking at the sword that Ruan Qing was still holding in his hand, his eyes lit up with hope, and he continued to ask tentatively, "What happened just now was just an accident, if you want, the battle will start again......"

"I remember I had lost before." The examiner's rambling words were immediately interrupted by Ruan Qing.

"Before?" The examiner looked at the sword in Ruan Qing's hand with a questioning face, "No matter how you look at it, Miss Ruan, you have the upper hand, so don't ......be humble anymore."

"Nothing like that." However, Ruan Qing's expression did not change in any way, and the next moment she turned her head and looked at the examiner coldly.

"Insiders can see that the last sword is that I lost, if you officials in Da Zhou can't understand it, do you have to admit defeat when I open my mouth?"