"Happy!"

In Chang Lotte, in an elegant empty courtyard, Yao Luo and the two sat opposite each other on stone chairs, and two jade cups reflecting the moon shadow were placed on both sides.

Yao Luo raised the contents of the glass and drank it all.

"You're not bad either."

At this moment, the mirror stream has put on the black blindfold again, and the Silver Moon Sword is comfortably placed on the table, becoming a member of this picture.

"I'm afraid the staff of the Diheng Division tonight will be unable to sleep all night."

Yao Luo looked at the busy decoration team under the pavilion with some schadenfreude, everyone carried the measuring instrument in their hands, and behind him, the huge steel giant with a golden talisman in the center followed closely behind, following suit.

"It's all out of the 'Golden Man Si Yan', it seems that the movement created is really not small?"

Jingliu is calm and calm, and seems to have become accustomed to this kind of thing.

The sword of the two of them just now slashed off half of the land around them, of course, both of them are top martial artists, and the energy fluctuations between one move and one style naturally did not hurt others.

"Hey, it's good that I didn't let General Jingyuan see it, otherwise my waist bag wouldn't be so thick."

Yao Luo waved his hand, he could be regarded as having experienced the feeling of "evading orders" again, as for why it was "again".

A senior brother surnamed Chen expressed his request for compensation............

"Jing Yuan, if you can know him, it seems that your identity is not simple?"

Jingliu seemed to recall a certain past event, and the black blindfold looked directly at the bright moon, and he also drank it all, and his spirit was not inferior to Yaoluo.

"Oh? So, the young lady still knows General Jing Yuan? ”

Yao Luo raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that the person he was fighting with was not simple.

"It's just some of the past."

Jingliu replied to Yao Luo in a cold voice, and it seemed that she had no interest in revisiting the past.

Although he didn't answer, Yao Luo's address to Jing Yuan through Jingliu had already made up a thousand-year-long "grievance and hatred" between the two.

Looking at Yao Luo's appearance of squeezing his eyebrows and being eager to learn, Jingliu couldn't help but chuckle lightly.

"Just come to see a few old friends, now Luofu, disaster will arise."

A calm word with wisdom, Yao Luo suddenly had a higher evaluation of the woman in front of him.

Luofu's current situation, although there is a hidden danger of the star core, plus the abundance of evil things that appear in a small area, but ordinary people have absolutely no way of knowing this secret, how did she detect it?

While speaking, Jingliu sat up from the chair after mentioning the past, and the pine wind and bright moon in the court passed between the two, floating the hem of Jingliu's clothes in the wind.

"You just didn't use all your strength, did you?"

Yao Luo's tone of question was slightly serious, although he was also happy to see Hunter at first, but the more he talked, the more he felt that the purpose of this person's appearance was not simple.

Why did he just finish solving the evil thing that was passed down by the Medicine King, and this person appeared just right on his way to the Divine Mansion?

"In the competition, remember to use hatred, the swords are intertwined like the symphony of piano music, the collision of weapons, and the angle of waving have already revealed a person's pattern and concept."

Jingliu put one hand on his back, showing the style of a grandmaster between his words and deeds.

"And, if you want to go all out, so should you, little brother."

Jing Liu's black eye patch turned slightly sideways, although through the eye patch, Yao Luo didn't feel that Jing Liu's movement was hindered at all.

Indeed, Yao Luo's body still retains a part of the power of "memory" fate that has not been used, whether it is the "absolute time stillness" or the "power of the law" that he comprehended in the Honkai World, if there is only one time, Yao Luo can of course use it completely.

"The reason for the sword determines a person's martial arts and pattern, which is what I once heard."

"Young man, what is your reason for using your sword?"

Jingliu's question was indeed like a sharp sword that penetrated deep into Yao Luo's heart.

From boarding the Star Dome train to the present, he has encountered many obstacles and has grown up on his own, but the purpose of his trip has become more and more ambiguous.

At first, he wanted to see the myriad wonders of this sea of stars and find his way home.

However, having power itself is a thing that can attract others, and up to now, there have been many forces related to the star god or his own perspective on him.

Memory, Pioneering, Joy, Hunting......... Yao Luo could imagine that in the future, more and more forces would target him and the train.

And he, who has left traces and deep memories in this world, can he really walk away?

Yaoluo thought of everyone on the Yalilo VI, and after he returned, he didn't seem to have time to see them.

And if one day, when the forces that are eyeing him set their sights on his friends, family, and partners, do you really have the ability to protect them?

Yao Luo remembered the red clown mask that he would never forget.

"Joy" Star God Aha ........."

Yao Luo's hand on the table clenched slightly, although he already had a certain amount of strength, he was still no different from an ordinary person when facing that kind of supreme existence.

"What if the enemy who stands in the way of the train in the future is a star god like Ahha?"

Yaoluo fell into deep thought, and Jingliu was not in a hurry to interrupt, giving Yaoluo enough time to think.

For a long time, Yao Luo still couldn't give Jingliu an accurate answer, for him, power is just power.

"The way of the sword, when it is broken, it is broken, and the sword has no regrets."

Jingliu walked in front of Yao Luo, and the black blindfold printed with the moon stared directly at Yao Luo.

Being looked at head-on by such a warrior, Yao Luo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Although I don't know what you have experienced, I still know a little about the experience of using a sword."

"Star gods, in the galaxy, are they really the masters of everything?"

Jing Liu didn't use the terminology of swordsmanship to communicate with Yao Luo, but instead used a question to explain her words.

"The lifespan of ordinary people is only a few hundred ephemeris, we call it a short-lived species, and the Xianzhou people, and even Zhiming and other immortal races, are only more than a thousand years old at most."

The sound of the mirror flow is like the flow of water that the mirror surface is quietly crossing, and the insipidity of the vicissitudes of life is vividly displayed in this swordsman.

"However, if we look at the galaxy between the universe, the entry and extinction of stars, and the migration and change of superclusters are all hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes."

"In front of these stars that are hundreds of millions of years old, what is the difference between immortality and short-livedness?"

"The power of the star gods is like the contrast between the stars and us, but in this way, can you say that people's existence is worthless?"

With a bang, Jingliu's sword returned to her hand, and the long white hair was accompanied by the icy sword, Yao Luo suddenly felt that this was Jingliu's full form.

"The swordsman, who lives between heaven and earth, is to use the three-foot cold light in his hand to leave traces in this world!"

"Traces of oneself."

Jingliu slowly turned his head, the black blindfold slipped quietly, and in the red eyes, the blood color was extremely beautiful under the moon, but Yao Luo felt an extremely suppressed emotion from it, and it was enough to slash the will of the gods!

"Little brother, do you want to take my sword!"

The same words, from the mouth of the mirror flow, but it is a completely different artistic conception.

Yao Luo didn't need to answer, the jade cup in his hand turned into powder, and condensed into a sword in his hand.

Jingliu raised his hand, the ice-blue sword suddenly became thick, grand, and the beautiful waist left traces in the air, and when the sword body waved, a bright moon and a mirrored lake appeared in the field.

This is not the artificial moonlight in Luofu, but the natural anomaly produced by the sword swing of the mirror stream.

The power of this sword is very different from the previous fight.

Draw your sword, slash!

Immediately afterwards, the "sword momentum" like the Nine Heavens Galaxy gradually occupied Yao Luo's field of vision, until the entire sky became a "sword of the great river" that flowed endlessly!

"Really, I've been taught a lesson."

In the face of this blow that could definitely threaten his life, Yao Luo's eyes had no other expression, he was highly focused and highly concentrated.

Because, the power of the fate of the "Hunting", the "bow" that had been in Yaoluo's body and had been afraid to use it before, finally moved.