With dozens of times more effort than ordinary people, seventeen-year-old Zhao Kaifeng finally felt that he was one step closer to his dream when he entered Moxi Academy three years ago. Looking back on the hardships he had experienced before, the moment he stepped into the gate of Moxi Academy, he felt that the efforts he had made and the hardships he had endured had finally reaped considerable results.

Although he failed to enter the South China Sea Emperor Academy, which is the strongest in sword cultivation, he was not discouraged, but honed his swordsmanship more seriously, he knew that his talent was mediocre, so since he entered the academy, he has not practiced without sleep and food for a day, even harder than any period in his past, he waved his sword tirelessly, just to realize the unknown dream in his heart.

He wants to become the strongest existence among the swordsmen, become a strong man who can represent an era, and become a sword saint admired by countless people.

The reason why there is such an obsession in my heart is that all of this is inseparable from Zhao Kaifeng's gloomy childhood.

When he was eight years old, he went on a spring outing with his family, and his parents died at the hands of the evil ghosts who suddenly appeared.

When he woke up in a hospital bed, he had lost everything he had ever had. Without a home, he was originally going to be sent to a local welfare home by the government, but fortunately, with the help of his aunt, his next life was not too bad. It's just that at night, Zhao Kaifeng often wakes up from the nightmare of being chased by evil ghosts, and he often has insomnia at a young age, and he is always seen by his aunt doing push-ups and sit-ups frantically in the dark room. At a young age, he found a way to strengthen his mind and expel his fears through countless sleepless nights, and since then, he has developed a quirk of exercising at night.

On the way to and from school, Zhao Kaifeng always walked alone, not because he was withdrawn, but because he was infected by ghostly energy, he would always scare the surrounding classmates in the class of cultivating sword qi, he was regarded as a freak, and even the teacher was very jealous of the weird red aura he exuded.

As soon as this blood-red sword qi that had never been recorded appeared in the public's field of vision, it immediately attracted the attention of the scientist mother monk, and the famous figure in the scientific community soon went to Zhao Kaifeng's school and took him back to his research institute in Yanjing (BJ) for a comprehensive examination.

The result of a series of examinations was that the ghost qi in Zhao Kaifeng's body miraculously had some kind of commonality with the sword qi in his body, but the interdependent relationship between this ghost qi and sword qi was actually not stable, and the ghost qi in Zhao Kaifeng's body could swallow up the weak sword qi in his body at any time, and he himself would definitely die violently at that time.

Just when the mother monk didn't know how to save the life of the child who was not yet ten years old in front of him, Zhao Kaifeng himself showed a completely unbelievable spirit, he said to the mother monk as if he didn't care: "What, so that's the case, then I just don't want to lose to it?" I won't let my sword qi be devoured by it, I just need to be stronger than it, right? ”

The kind of terrible spirit that looks down on life and death, it is hard to imagine that it will appear in a little boy who should be coquettish in front of his parents, the mother monk was shocked by Zhao Kaifeng's advanced momentum, he gave up the research results of Zhao Kaifeng's body to write his own scientific research results to the scientific community to seek fame and fortune, looking at Zhao Kaifeng's eyes full of ambition and heroism, he decided to bet on him to see where the limit of human vitality is.

Perhaps a person with lofty ambitions is destined to forge ahead in loneliness, and in the nine long years of life before entering the Desert Xi Academy, he has almost always spent himself alone in endless self-training, whether it is childhood or what should have been a rebellious teenager, his monotonous life is nothing but a sword or a sword. He never watched TV, didn't even watch cartoons after he was eight years old, didn't play any games and didn't like any girls, and since that terrible accident, his life has lost its color, and his disgust and fear of ghosts have forced him to embark on a path of Shura that can only grow stronger in the unbearable loneliness and loneliness of ordinary people.

He thought that his life would always be like this, and he had no complaints, for the strongest in his heart, what was this regret in his eyes?

However, the gloomy world that Zhao Kaifeng had been trying to support was inevitably shattered by a ray of sunshine, and when the sixteen-year-old Princess Yinyu appeared in front of him, he may not have realized what kind of changes this girl would bring to him, but when she walked into his world, it was too late.

For Zhao Kaifeng, Princess Yinmi is the ray of sunshine that brings him salvation, she depicts his original colorless world so colorful and gorgeous, and it can even be said that it is a little too dreamy.

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In the dungeon, Zhao Kaifeng was dreaming of his first encounter with Princess Yinbi on the hard stone bed, and when Principal Murong suddenly appeared beside him to take him away, Zhao Kaifeng did not feel happy, on the contrary, he just complained that the principal's inopportune appearance disturbed his rare dream.

"Classmate Zhao Kaifeng, since this brawl has not yet been investigated, the school has decided to withdraw the punishment of you for the time being, come out with me."

Reluctantly, he returned to the office on the top floor of the palace with the principal through the space magic stone, and when he saw Ren Zihua and Feng Xiaolan sitting there, he felt a little moved for a while.

"How did you ......?"

"Yo, Zhao Kaifeng, we're here to pick you up." Ren Zihua said and walked up to him with a smile, "Let's go, let's go back to the dormitory." ”

On the way back with the three of them, Zhao Kaifeng finally couldn't help but say to them: "Thank you for interceding for me in front of the principal, I remember this favor, and I will definitely return it in the future." ”

Unexpectedly, Ren Zihua and Feng Xiaolan were silent and did not answer him.

"Why don't you speak?" When Zhao Kaifeng, who was standing on top of the giant sword, turned his head to look at Ren Zihua beside him again, he found that he was still in the air behind him, standing on top of the giant sword and had no intention of continuing to move forward, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Zhao Kaifeng then also made the giant sword stay in the air, and Feng Xiaolan also stopped beside him.

After the two looked at each other silently for a few seconds at a height of ten meters apart, Ren Zihua finally spoke: "Hey, I said how long are you going to go on like this?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"I said how long are you going to endure?" Ren Zihua said and cast his angry gaze straight at Zhao Kaifeng, "Do you really want to watch the girl you like marry another man?" ”

There was silence again, and Zhao Kaifeng's dilated pupils gradually became a little angry: "Although I don't know where you heard the rumors, I really don't like that princess." ”

Looking at Zhao Kaifeng, who was away again, Ren Zihua clenched his fists more and more, he still wanted to say something, but he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions now, so he forcibly blocked the words that were about to come to his lips again. A cool breeze blew, and he looked down at the scene of the royal city below, trying to distract himself from it. He actually didn't understand why he was so angry all of a sudden, but as soon as he saw Zhao Kaifeng's blank eyes, the nameless karmic fire in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

"What's wrong with you?" Far away, Feng Xiaolan asked in a somewhat low tone.

"It's nothing, I want to practice swords again, you guys go back first." After speaking, Ren Zihua flew towards the gym with his sword.

Feng Xiaolan looked at Ren Zihua, who was going away alone, as he walked away in the sunset, and her brows sank unconsciously.

Before he arrived at the Daoist Hall, Ren Zihua landed in Tang Qi City, which was lined with ancient buildings, thinking that he would have nothing to do and simply go around here. Walking on the simple road paved with stone slabs, he was immediately attracted by the ancient houses on both sides of the street, which was like walking in the scenic spots of the ancient city, so that Ren Zihua couldn't help but feel like he had suddenly entered a comfortable state of travel in which scenic spot.

It has been two or three days since he entered Moxi Academy, and it is the first time for Ren Zihua to wander around Tang Qi City alone like this, he has always been just eager to improve his strength, and he has not paid too much attention to the beautiful scenery of Wang Cheng, plus in the past two days, various things have appeared one after another, and at this moment, Ren Zihua, who is walking on the streets of Tang Qi, finally feels that he has been freed from all kinds of troubles since entering this world, and his mood is much better.

When passing by a flower shop surrounded by lavender at the door of his house, Ren Zihua couldn't help but stop, but what attracted him was not the flower shop but the sword shop next to him. He had always been interested in swords, a cold weapon and had all kinds of fantasies, so he decided to go in and have a look.

The small Lin sword shop didn't look good, and there wasn't a single customer in it. The male boss with a black man's hot hair sat on a lazy chair and looked at the TV hanging on the wall, and didn't want to pay attention to a customer when he saw him coming in.

As soon as Ren Zihua walked into the sword shop, his eyes were immediately attracted by the various swords inside, and he picked up a long sword with great interest to play with it, and the fascinated look was like a seven-year-old boy being thrown into a store full of toys.

"Is there anything you like about this guest?" Seeing that Ren Zihua only played and didn't buy, the boss who was watching TV finally couldn't help but say, "Our sword shop focuses on private customized routes, if you are interested in a sword, we can forge a good sword for you according to your needs." ”

"No, I'll take a look." Although Ren Zihua had already been tempted by several swords, he didn't want to spend any more money on this when he already had a famous sword, "Boss, can you still fight swords?" You must be a swordsmith, right? ”

The boss of the sword shop finally glanced at Ren Zihua and said impatiently: "My ancestors have been doing sword forging for three generations, otherwise how could I do such a troublesome job, little brother, if you don't want to buy a sword, it's okay to take a look, but don't talk to me, okay?" I've been looking forward to this episode for a long time. ”

"I'm sorry." Ren Zihua said very embarrassedly, and was about to leave, but turned his head when he saw Senior Sister Lin Yuqin carrying a bag of things.

"Ren Zihua, what are you doing in my shop? Do you want to buy a sword? Lin Yuqin said and happily greeted the man who was watching TV inside, "I'm back, Dad, eat your favorite braised pork for dinner today." ”

"Eh, is this sword shop owned by your family, senior sister?" Ren Zihua asked in surprise, and immediately froze in place, he turned his head again to look at the sword shop boss who had not given him a good face just now, and found that the latter was running towards this side with a rippling face at the moment.

"My good daughter is finally back, and Daddy wants you to die."

"Oh, you don't know yet, this Lin sword shop was opened by my father." Lin Yuqin hugged the boss of the sword shop who was rushing over and said, "Don't make trouble, Dad, my friend is here." ”

"Hello uncle." Looking at the sword shop owner who had a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree change in attitude at the moment, Ren Zihua said a little speechlessly.

"What, it turns out that this poor boy who only looks at it and doesn't buy it is your friend." The owner of the sword shop looked at Ren Zihua very unhappily as he spoke, but finally smiled, "Since it is my daughter's friend, if you want to buy a sword, uncle, I can give you a six-fold discount." ”

"What are you talking about, Dad." Lin Yuqin blushed, and said to Ren Zihua, "Don't take it to heart, my dad just likes to joke." ”

"Hahaha, you can see it, you can see it." Ren Zihua smiled helplessly, and just when he didn't know what to say next, another person walked in.

"Ren Zihua, why are you here?" The person who came was none other than Xi Meng, who was drinking coffee with Ren Zihua in the cat café a few hours ago, at this moment she was wearing a light green floral dress, looking like the cute appearance of the little girl next door, her originally confused expression gradually became delicate, "Qinqin, you won't make an appointment in advance, right?" ”

"Why, I didn't do such a thing." Lin Yuqin immediately defended herself with a smile, "Huo, now that you're familiar, you don't even call you senior sister?" ”