"Yes, it's hers...... Boudoir...... Room. Ye Yan seemed to be recalling bit by bit, and the pictures of the past were replayed frame by frame, and the words that came out of his mouth were dragged one by one.

Perhaps there was a misunderstanding of the word "boudoir", but Yeyan changed her words to "room" after speaking. There was nothing in the locked room of the daughter's house - plain clothes and white tents hanging next to the sword, wooden vanity mirrors and oil lamps. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is Qing Xiu, there is Yeyan's childhood sweetheart, the master who also taught him martial arts, the residence of Lu Haoxue.

Of course, Jing Mo knew that Yeyan had appeared as her dream for a considerable part of her life, for this single villa, this school martial arts field, this Scorpion Ridge, Dongting Lake...... It is also very familiar; However, when I go from dream to reality, I always feel that there is a gap. Yes, in her dreams, this place is full of vitality, there is the sound of diligence on weekdays, and it is difficult to hide the joy and laughter on festivals. But now, the mountains are barren and grassy, and there is no trace of people, how can there be a lonely word.

If Jing Mo wants to practice here for three years, it would be better to kill her.

"I'll get the sword and leave...... I'm going to escort Lingyun. ”

"Huh?" Situ Lingyun just picked up the broom, and this tremor almost fell, in vain, "Sister Jingmo...... You're ......."

However, Jing Mo's eyes were firm, and his heart was unspeakable.

Ye Yan sighed happily and beckoned to Jing Mo, "I wanted to cut off the root of that thought, but I cut it out and made a mess, and finally got a 'Thousand Silk Sword'; Anyway, I give you the 'Rusty Sword'. ”

With that, he broke the corner of the wooden table and drew a short sword from it. This short sword is not good-looking, to be precise, the sword body is rusty, and the body is full of scars, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a broken sword.

However, Jing Mo was already in tears just by seeing this sword......

No matter how inconspicuous this sword is, for him, this is the symbol of "Jing Mo", and it is one of the most heart-wrenching memorials that "she" gave him.

"You're so happy?" Ye Yan thought that Jing Mo would be unhappy and let him demonstrate the surprise of this sword to her with actual combat, but with the one just now, Ye Yan strengthened a certain conjecture in her heart.

"Hmm...... Can you give it to me now? ”

"Take it."

Boom!

Rusty Sword Discharges - Like postmodern guns, the rusty sword, which was originally short and broken, suddenly popped out of the three-foot-long blade, hitting the ground and piercing a large hole in the stone slab.

"Yu let the sword...... I finally got you again. Jing Mo wiped the body of this rusty sword as if he was holding his lover in the palm of his hand.

Hearing Jing Mo report the name of this sword, Ye Yan finally affirmed it, but he wouldn't say it, now is not the time to say it, when the time comes, it will be clear.

"Interested in having a few tricks with me?"

"I won't do your work."

Ye Yan was surprised, and called Qi Ren again, and after gesturing to him for a while, Qi Ren turned to Jing Mo and bowed with his fists, and then took the lead in walking to the school grounds.

Jing Mo also understood, walked to the school field with his sword, and patted Jing Xuan's head halfway, as if to tell him that he had full confidence.

Before the scene, Qi Ren took a sword handed to him by Ye Yan, which was said to be a weapon, but it looked more like a musical instrument. The scabbard is wide, tied with strings, although the people are dumb, deaf but not deaf, the shaft plucks the strings three or two times, quite charming. The tail of the guqin is a sword handle, but it is made to fit the body better, like a bird's tail, which is good-looking.

After a small try, he nodded a few times and signaled that he was ready to start. And it was this qin song that attracted Jing Xuan's gaze from Jing Mo to the sword body, and he could no longer erase it.

Ye Yan observed this detail and smiled slightly: "That's Nie Zhengjian, if you practice well in this mountain for a few years, then it is not impossible to give you that qin sword." ”

"Really!"

"The premise is that you not only have to learn martial arts, but also your piano skills can surpass you. If he hadn't been dumb, maybe I would have taken him in as my close disciple a long time ago. Ye Yan sighed faintly.

"Master...... Can...... The apprentice Jingxuan is also a remnant with unfavorable legs and feet......"

"Nope." Ye Yan immediately stopped, "I have a trick, my legs and feet are not good, but I can't do it when I am speechless." ”

As soon as Ye Yan's words fell, Jing Mo had already made a move.

It seems that he wants to be ashamed, Jing Mo does not know the method of internal force operation, but he is well versed in the "Thirteen Swords of the Cincercer" in the Scorpio Sword Technique, the first move is the "Treacherous Three Pincers", Yu Rang The sword is like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and in an instant, it stabs at the people from three weird and tricky angles at almost the same time.

The trick was tepid, and an aftersound broke the other two afterimages in the three pincers, knowing that Jing Mo's attack was his lower right, so he drew his sword with his backhand and quietly broke her move.

Jing Mo obviously felt that his Yu Rang sword was unloaded by something soft, but his eyes were dazzled, and he didn't see clearly what was going on, let alone hearing the sound of the sword, the moment Jing Mo pulled out the sword, Jing Mo had already held his breath and condensed, this treacherous three pincers was not a real move at all, and the three moves were all false.

However, the false trick did not find out the truth, and it was in vain.

Yu let the sword quickly retract, and this time, Jing Mo aimed at the armpit of the man, which was the dead end of the swordsman, but it generally couldn't be stabbed. The unique structure of the Yu Rang Sword made it possible to stab the opponent's armpit at a medium distance, so Jing Mo made another false move, using the gap in the stone tiles and the thrust of the Yu Rang Sword to catapult himself into the air, and stabbed him with the sword while the sword was raised horizontally.

This move is really tricky and vicious, Qi Ren didn't notice it at first, and habitually opened the sword box of the piano gall, ready to draw the sword at any time, but when Jing Mo was preparing to take out the sword in the air, Qi Ren felt a sudden chill under his armpits, and then he realized. So he was in a hurry, turned defense into attack, plucked the strings, and a force was transmitted to the sword box, and then when Jing Mo's sword shot out of the ground, he drew his sword in time.

It was still silent, but the situation took a turn for the worse. Nie Zhengjian's sword body turned out to be a white feather whisk, the front part of this whisk was connected to the strings in the sword box, and the strings conducted the not so deep internal force of the Qi people.

"Ahh

The moment she saw her sword come out of her hand, Jing Mo realized the importance of internal strength, but she didn't understand internal strength, and Jing Mo didn't teach him......

[Wait!] What I have! What would be what she and I would be! 】

Suddenly, Jing Mo realized that when he was "Zero", he comprehended those strange and unique secret skills, and these unique secret skills were all due to Jing Mo giving his eyes to him.

"Swastika Demon Eye ......"

Jing Mo muttered to himself, and this moment was also captured by Ye Yan!

[Unexpectedly...... And ...... It turned out that I finally gave my qiē to this apprentice ......] At this moment, Ye Yan's heart flashed thousands of thoughts, and he also realized that if the qi ē remained unchanged, then this woman would eventually be his last entrustment.

"Swastika Demon Eye Open!" Jing Mo suddenly seemed to be a different person, his pupils faintly rotated with two symmetrical swastikas, and his beautiful long hair was windless and automatic, scattered but not messy. At this moment, Jing Mo was not fighting alone, but she was using a person's body and a person's memory.

Memories of body manipulation, memories of martial arts understanding......

The "Soul Simulation" that was once used to fight against Yasua has reappeared.

Yu let the sword still spin in the air, but Jing Mo took a leap as if he had broken through the shackles of time, and took it back.

The moment he recaptured, the sword seemed to be fused with himself, and at the best time, Jing Mo decisively shot out a sword - "Heart Sword, Caiyunfei!" ”

The dust has settled......

Jing Mo, with his last-minute Jedi counterattack, won or lost with one sword.

Na Yu let the sword stay at a centimeter below the armpit of the man and no longer tremble.

Yes, even the manic mountain wind can't make it tremble in the slightest, what a control power!

Ye Yan stroked his palms and sighed: "Jing Mo, congratulations, you are out of the school." ”