Chapter 22: A sword is amazing

Kim Qianhyuk is the lord and walks in the forefront.

The rest of the people followed suitably and slowly walked out of the hall.

Jin Yunfeng stood beside Ao Han, and saw that everyone had gone out, and Jin Yunfeng was about to go out with him, but found that Ao Han was still sitting on the chair and sipping the tea in the cup unhurriedly.

"Lord Ao doesn't want to go out and have a look?"

Ao Han put down the teacup and said, "I didn't come here for the Jiangzuo Alliance. ”

"Then why did Lord Ao Bao come to the Jin family?"

Ao Han didn't answer, but stood up: "Take me to meet your mother." ”

Jin Yunliu's mother has passed away, and what Ao Han wants to see is naturally his mother's grave.

Maybe Jin Yunliu knew what Ao Han was going to do, but he didn't know how to agree.

After staying in place for a long time, Jin Yunfeng said, "Okay." ”

Jin Yunliu walked out of the hall with Ao Han and walked in the other direction of the martial arts arena, where the tomb of the Jin family's children was buried.

The Jin family's mansion was not far from the tomb, but Jin Yunliu seemed to have walked a long way.

It made him feel tired.

He didn't know how he watched Ao Han scatter the ashes in front of the grave, and he didn't know how he insisted on getting here.

At this moment, he felt a hesitation that he had never felt before, and he didn't even know what the meaning of living in this world was.

Wealth, power, beauty?

These things that he once longed for are no longer longing for at this moment, perhaps because he can't get them.

He doesn't care anymore, what is the greatest sorrow of life?

It is the desire to die but find that there is no courage, and the desire to live but not the meaning of life.

Jin Yunliu's state of mind at this moment has sunk to a low point.

And it all started with Ao Han.

He brought Jin Yunliu despair, despair in his state of mind.

In front of Jin Ruyu's grave, Jin Yunliu's gaze kept falling on the tombstone, and there were no tears in his eyes, only a deep dead silence.

"Is this what you want to give me?" there was no joy or sorrow in Jin Yunliu's voice.

"Never forget how you feel at the moment......"

Ao Han's voice has always been so calm, Jin Yunliu doesn't understand how a person can be so calm, is his heart made of stone?

Jin Yunliu smiled, laughing helplessly, laughing heartbreakingly.

"You will become the leader of the alliance of the fourteen states of Jiangzuo, your future...... It's going to be long, and it's going to be fun. ”

Ao Han paused word by word, so that Jin Yunliu could hear it very clearly.

After speaking, Ao Han completely ignored what kind of expression Jin Yunliu was, and had already turned around and walked in the direction of the Jin family's mansion.

has already walked through it, and Ao Han naturally recognizes the way.

Jin Yunliu once again felt the direct and deep surprise that Ao Han brought to him.

He should have sunk in despair, but because of Ao Han, he saw a glimmer of hope in despair.

Even though it was a little ridiculous and unattainable, Jin Yunliu's heart was faintly alive......

The martial arts arena was already crowded with people, and the shouting and noise never stopped.

The rules of the Jiangzuo Alliance could not be simpler.

Respect for martial arts.

All the family gangs belonging to the 14 states of Jiangzuo will each elect five children to compete in the competition, and the age shall not exceed the limit of 40, and the final winner will be the leader of the 14 states of Jiangzuo.

It is said to be simple, but as the center of the rivers and lakes, which of the 14 states in Jiangzuo is simple.

The Jin family has occupied the position of the leader of the alliance for a hundred years, and Jiang Zuozhong does not know how many people have already thought about it.

The Jiangzuo Alliance is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can these people let it go so easily.

Jin Yunliu, as the leader of the third generation of disciples, although he was not treated well by the Jin family, he was just qualified to be one of the five contestants.

And the Jin family, as the leader of the alliance, has a great convenience, that is, the children of the Jin family do not need to participate in the beginning of the competition.

All you have to do is decide the final five winners from the rest of the family gangs, and then make the final competition.

Speaking of which, the Jin family may be able to take advantage of it, but it is not of much use.

Because strength doesn't change because of the order.

Ao Han didn't know when he appeared in the martial arts arena, and his departure and appearance did not attract the attention of Kim Qianhe and others.

Jin Yunliu didn't know when he could keep up with Ao Han's pace.

It's just that he doesn't seem to have recovered from Ao Han's words just now.

Because he couldn't believe that Ao Han had this ability.

After all, this is Jiangzuo, not the Northern Desert.

Even if Dawei Fort has strength, its hand will not be able to reach out to Jiangzuo to influence the affairs of the fourteen states of Jiangzuo.

At this moment, there was an exclamation in the martial arts arena.

I saw a person standing in place, dressed in black, holding a slender 'bamboo stick' in both hands, sharp and hidden in it.

His name is Shishiro.

There are fourteen states in Jiangzuo, and he is called Fourteen Lang.

Strange people, strange swords, strange names.

Even the way of entering is very strange, and other people enter or fly, always causing a few cheers from others.

Only him, quietly walked into the ring, without any superfluous fancy.

He is reluctant to focus his energy on anything that doesn't make sense.

Others exclaimed, he was calm, and his opponents provoked, but he remained calm.

Because others have nothing to do with him, he never cares about the dead.

I felt a bolt of lightning pass in front of him, and the sword in his hand was already in the sheath, perhaps...... It was never sheathed at all.

No one could see his sword clearly.

The man is still standing still, and the opponent is already on the ground.

Only a little red in the throat.

Although life and death in the ring have their own destiny, the fourteen states of Jiangzuo have the same root and origin after all, and few people are killing like this.

This made many of the children of the Jiangzuo family feel frightened and extremely angry at the same time.

Shishiro was expressionless and did not rush out of the ring, until the person who announced the results of the match announced the victory before turning around and walking out of the ring.

Not a word was said from beginning to end.

Seeing this person, Jin Yunliu said to Ao Han with a solemn face: "This person's name is Fourteen Lang, two years ago, he defeated the seven masters of Langya Pavilion with one sword, but he was favored by Mei Sanlong, the master of Langya Pavilion, and recruited him as a son-in-law. ”

Ao Han didn't speak.

Gu Jingxue's mood fluctuated, it was excitement and eagerness.

But his voice was calm: "His sword is fast. ”

Jin Yunliu didn't understand Gu Jingxue, so he didn't know what Gu Jingxue's words meant.

"Let's go. ”

Ao Han suddenly spoke, so that Jin Yunliu did not react.

The spectators on the side were attracted by Ao Han's actions, but no one asked, and what Ao Han was going to do had nothing to do with them.

As for Jin Qianhyuk's thoughts, they were extremely solemn from the moment Shishiro appeared, and he didn't notice Ao Han on the side.

"Where are we going?" Jin Yunliu asked curiously.

"Go and see a sword. ”

Jin Yunliu was puzzled, but still followed Ao Han and left.

Streams, small bridges, bamboo forests.

A nice place to be secluded.

Shishiro came here after getting out of the ring.

On the bridge, he quietly looked at the stream in a daze.

At his side followed a woman, a beautiful woman.

In her gaze, there was nothing, only Shishiro.

His name is Mei Qing'er, the pearl of Langya Pavilion's master Mei San Lane.

Fourteen Lang was in a daze, and Mei Qing'er was also in a daze.

By Shishilang's side, Mei Qing'er has lost all the pride of the eldest lady.