When Shen was approaching, Wu Yufen hurriedly put on her bookbag and said goodbye to her two friends and rushed home. As soon as she got home, as soon as she entered the house, Yufen happened to crash into the arms of a boy. As soon as Yu Fen looked up, he saw a handsome young man with black eyebrows like swords and eyes like apricots, his face was expressionless, and there was anger between his eyebrows, but he still left some childishness.

Seeing her panicked, her father hurriedly complained, "This child has been reckless all day, call your aunt and your cousin Jiang Jian." ”

Yufen's aunt Wu Shang was unusually polite, "It's okay, don't be embarrassed for the child." ”

And Yufen couldn't hide her nervousness, so she had to stammered back, "Hello aunt, good cousin."

Jiang Jian also smiled slightly when he saw this, but at that time, no one noticed the slight flush that Yu Fen's cheeks began to flush. Wu Shang talked to Wu Yin about things, it turned out that she was here for a business of her husband's family, hoping to spend the night at her brother's house and ask for help from the forester.

The evening after the summer rain is always cool, Jiang Jian took out the Jiang family's ancestral scorching sword and swung it, the blade broke through the air, and let out a sharp roar, unhurried, steady and powerful.

Inadvertently, he heard the sound of someone practicing martial arts in the courtyard. It was Shen Xingying, who was reviewing the martial arts taught to her by her mother Ye Lan, and she didn't expect that someone was also practicing swords in the courtyard.

Jiang Jian and Shen Xingying are both good martial artists, and they are very curious when they hear the sound of someone practicing martial arts, and they can't suppress the young chivalrous spirit in their hearts that they want to make friends with people in the same way.

The moonlight was bright, and the veil pierced through the clouds, reflecting obliquely on their respective faces.

Looking for each other through the moon phase, looking at each other, after seeing each other clearly, Jiang Jian's deep eyes immediately softened; Shen Xingying's beautiful face bloomed like a delicate hibiscus flower, and at the same time, Jiang Jian's eyes also appeared with a sea of stars when he saw the bright eyebrows and the spring in his eyes.

The two of them are like like-minded old friends and tacit confidants, whether they are the same as the old and the same as before, they know in their hearts that they can form a deep friendship.

"Are you?" the two asked each other's names in unison, and as soon as the words fell, they both began to smile.

After the two introduced themselves, they agreed to learn martial arts next time and improve together.

Shen Xingying's attention was attracted by his scorching sword, Jiang Jian was keenly aware of it and said, "You can try it while dancing", Xingying thanked him and took the sword and played with it. The scorching sword made a clanging sound in the air, which I didn't know, and I became interested in it as soon as I played it.

The two talked about the origin of this sword, it turned out that this is the ancestral sword of the Jiang family, it is said that the ancestors of the Jiang family of the Shang Dynasty forged it for the family, only to see that the sword handle and the sword blade on the sword axe have some patterns, the sword tip is sharp, and the sword spike hanging on the sword handle has been blackened and worn seriously.

When the moon was in the sky, the starlight gradually brightened, and before I knew it, the night was getting deep, and the two stopped talking.