In the ruined city, a man was limping slowly, in tattered clothes, his left arm hanging down, and only one right arm could move.

The man carried a large bamboo basket with a black sword.

Every few steps, the man pulled out a heavy sword from the basket, stuck it at his feet, and struck it with a hammer to smash it into the ground.

The man's actions seemed to treat those heavy swords as seeds, planted in every corner of Coldwater City.

In Coldwater City, the man who planted the sword!

The sound of the hammer striking the hilt of the sword was piercing in this no-man's land.

Such a strange scene made Zhou Jingshu surprised.

Yun Que was stunned for a long time.

He knew that kind of sword person, and he was very familiar with it, it was the first swordsmith of Dayan, Yun Que's neighbor, Hu Tieshan!

Yun Que never expected to see Hu Tieshan in Cold Water City.

Judging from Hu Tieshan's appearance, he suffered a heavy injury, his left leg was lame, and his left arm was broken, and he didn't know why.

"How could he be here......

Yun Que muttered to himself, and at the same time exuded spiritual perception.

As a result, as soon as the spiritual consciousness left the body, it was blocked from the city wall by an invisible barrier.

The seemingly empty Cold Water City was actually shrouded in a huge magic circle!

Sensing the existence of the magic circle, Yun Que immediately understood where Hu Tieshan's injury came from, which must have been caused by breaking through the magic circle and entering the city.

Zhou Jingshu was also perceiving the magic circle, she became quite cautious, and said:

"What a strange array aura, I can feel the existence of the power of the five elements, but these powers are very weird, the power of fire is filled with a cold aura, the power of water is fiery and scorching, the power of gold is as soft as earth, the power of wood is as sharp as a knife, and the five elements aura in the city is completely out of order!"

Zhou Jingshu has a good attainment in the way of the sword formation, and she has even dabbled in the way of the formation, and the aura of the large array she perceives should not be wrong.

Yun Que also felt that the large array enveloping Cold Water City was full of treacherous feelings.

The five elements are disordered, which means that the structure of the magic circle is completely different from the normal formation, and I don't know what the effect is.

"Can it be broken?" Cloud lacks a way.

"No, this magic circle is too large and obscure, I can't crack it, maybe my master will have a way." Zhou Jingshu shook her head and said.

It was impossible for the Spirit Sword Sect's strong man to come to Coldwater City to help, so Yun Que decided to go to the city in person.

As soon as the thought came to mind, Zhou Jingshu's wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Don't go!"

Zhou Jingshu's pretty face turned pale, and she looked at Yun Que and said, "I have a bad premonition, this city is like a dead place, and there is no return."

Yun Que stood at the head of the city, letting the other party grab his wrist, he didn't look at Zhou Jingshu, but stared at the ruins of the city.

"Five years ago, my father died in battle with 100,000 border troops, the Yun family was defeated, I became the son of a coward, and I became the first broom star of Dayan, and even the beggars in the town disliked my bad luck and didn't come to the Hou Mansion if they asked for food."

Yun Que seemed to be talking to himself, and a bitter smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"For five years, I dreamed of this city every night, sometimes walking in the city, sometimes playing in the city, and more often, looking for it in the city."

"In my dreams, I searched every nook and cranny of the city, searched through all the houses, searched every section of the city wall, and searched for five whole years."

Yun Que's voice was very soft, but it was very heavy in Zhou Jingshu's ears.

"What are you looking for?" Zhou Jingshu saw Yun Que like this for the first time, and asked stupidly.

"Find the truth!"

Yun Que's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he said resolutely: "My father is by no means a coward, the battle of Cold Water City five years ago must have hidden secrets that no one knows, I want to find the truth and wash away the shame for my father!" Give the Yun family an innocence!"

This voice that has been pressed in the bottom of his heart for five years, Yun Que has been holding back for too long.

Zhou Jingshu was infected by Yun Que's determination, and involuntarily let go of her hand, leaving only a deep melancholy on her pretty face.

She knew she couldn't stay

Lack of clouds.

She also knew that the young man in front of her was by no means a big Yan broom star, but a genius who was lying on his back and tasting his courage, and if he didn't make a sound, he would have become a blockbuster!

Standing at the head of the city, Yun Que was dressed in white and hunting in the autumn wind.

At this moment, he is like an indomitable sword, trying to cut through the years when the truth was buried.

With one step out, Yun Que is about to jump into the city.

"Don't come in."

On the street in the distance, Hu Tieshan stopped the hammer in his hand and whispered a warning.

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly discernible in the empty city.

Yun Que paused at the head of the city, puzzled, and said:

"You can come in, why can't I."

Hu Tieshan raised his head, looked at Yun Que with godless eyes, and then continued to smash down the hammer and nail a heavy sword into the ground.

"If you don't want to die, go back, this is not the place you should be."

Hu Tieshan's voice was very soft, revealing a sense of exhaustion.

"I have laid the foundation, and my cultivation is not under you." Yun Que stood at the head of the city.

"It's useless, this is a place of death, come in, don't try to get out alive." Hu Tieshan said in a low voice.

"Why did you come here knowing the place of death, have you lived enough?" Yun Que asked.

Hu Tieshan's smashed hammer hung in the air, and he looked stunned for a moment, and then let out a low laugh.

The laughter sounded very weak and unrestrained.

"I'm here, of course, to make good on my promise."

Hu Tieshan straightened his waist, looked at the big tent of the Chinese army in the center of the city, and said:

"I once promised Yun Changji that if he died in Cold Water City with the border army, I would build 100,000 heavy swords for him, as the tombstone for him and the 100,000 border army, how can the heroic souls who died in battle have no monument!"

How could there be no monument in one sentence, which completely shocked Yun Que's mind.

Yun Que never thought that Hu Tieshan, who was stingy, would have such a promise with his father.

Judging from Hu Tieshan's state at this time, he has run out of oil and dried up, not only has he become a cripple, but it is very likely that he has even lost his cultivation.

He did not hesitate to risk life and death to come to Cold Water City to use the sword as a monument, just for a promise back then!

It turns out that Hu Tieshan is a real man!

A promise is worth a thousand dollars!

It was only at this time that Yun Que knew that he had misunderstood Hu Tieshan for many years.

This Dayan No. 1 swordsmith, although he is stingy and has an eccentric temper, he is a man who is as committed as his life.

Shocked, Yun Que gradually smiled.

He was proud of his father for having such a close friend, and he was also in awe of Hu Tieshan's promise.

When he was young, those feelings of chagrin for Hu Tieshan disappeared.

Yun Quan's state of mind became more and more transparent and clear.

The white-clothed figure jumped down and jumped from the top of the city into the city.

Hu Tieshan looked at Yun Que who had fallen to the ground, shook his head, sighed heavily, and continued to plant his sword.

Zhou Jingshu stayed at the head of the city, nervously paying attention to Yun Que's state.

At the same time as landing, Yun Que was on full alert.

After a while, nothing happened, as if the Great Array didn't exist.

But the aura of the formation in the air could not be faked.

What's going on?

Yun Que was suspicious in his heart, sacrificed his flying sword to defend himself, and then walked towards the largest handsome tent in the city.

The tent had long been dilapidated, and most of it had collapsed.

In the depths, there is a large old chair carved with a tiger motif.

A figure sat on a large chair.

Covered in heavy armor, he holds a long sword in both hands.

The long sword sank into the ground, and most of it was still exposed, and the blade was cold.

It was just an ordinary iron sword, but it seemed to contain endless edge.

"Daddy......

Yun Que stood at the door of the collapsed handsome tent, unable to suppress the feelings in his heart any longer, with tears in his eyes.

The man in the big chair is exactly

Yanmen Hou, Yun Changji.

The rusty heavy armor is like an iron tomb, wrapped in the commander of the three armies many years ago.

Yun Changji is dead.

There is no life.

But the bones are not rotten, like a sleeping tiger, I don't know when it will wake up and continue to fight the enemy.

Yun Que stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his father's bones, but stopped in mid-air.

He was afraid that if he touched it, his father's bones would collapse like ashes.

In the tumbling of his mind, scenes from his childhood appeared in Yun Que's mind.

It's a pity that the warmth of childhood is long gone.

With a light sigh, Yun Que woke up from his memories, he suppressed his emotions, and planned to take one last look at his father.

As a result, Yun Que was suddenly taken aback.

The father's bones disappeared at some point, and in its place was a young man in white, holding two swords, chuckling indifferently at Yun Que.

That young man is none other than Yun Que himself!