Two months later.

The sky is clear, the white clouds are floating in the sky like cotton, and the breeze blows, tearing the white clouds into strands of yarn.

On the port of Ningbo, a huge merchant ship slowly sailed out under the horn of a sailor.

This marks the departure of a legend.

Leaving is not passing, he will come back eventually.

When he comes back, the whole rivers and lakes will tremble!

Mu Yidao stared at the huge merchant ship in a daze, his deep gaze slowly retracted, and his whole face became indifferent again, as if there were thousands of hills and valleys in his chest, and there was confidence everywhere.

He said slowly: "Brother, in the Mid-Autumn Festival two years later, the eldest brother will lead the army of Jingnan, waiting here! At that time, you don't need to have any scruples!"

He turned his head suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, the cold light shot rapidly, and he said sharply: "Go! Go to Chengdu Mansion!"

"Prince, go to Chengdu Mansion?"

Mu Yidao smiled confidently and said: "There is a strange man living there, he is familiar with the art of war, and he has the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes, and he can be called the Wolong of the world!"

"Except for you, Lord Wang, there is such a talented person in the world?"

Mu Yidao sighed deeply and said slowly: "Of course there is! Now that the incident is imminent, I must go! I hope I can impress him!"

The vast sea, the wind howling, the blue waves surging, the water and the sky.

The sun rises and dyes the sky and the sea red at the same time. The water reflects the red sky, the fire burns the blue water, and this wonder of the world can only be appreciated in the sea.

Fu Yan's eyes were deep, his pupils flashed with strange light, looking at the vast sea, he couldn't help but feel a little desolate in his heart.

Being crippled and leaving home alone, of course, is not a good feeling.

Especially when there are beautiful women waiting behind him.

Thinking of the wrong child before leaving, he cried heartbreakingly, almost fainted, his heart was like a knife cutting, and the pain was almost suffocating.

In the past two months, this silly girl has been extremely gentle, taking care of herself like a newborn baby. is as shy as her, she puts down her burdens and lets herself be light, if she is not worried about her body, she may even finish the last step.

At her insistence, the two asked Mu Yidao to be a matchmaker, worshiped heaven and earth on the warship, and became husband and wife.

According to her words, so that he will not forget her, and he will not not come back.

Fu Yan was also extremely moved, with this group of silly girls loving him, he felt so heavy.

The endless waves in front of him seemed to be constantly beating his heart, making him feel that his life was so precious.

He is no longer completely alone, Chu Luo'er is still waiting for him in the Lonely Mountain, Zhu You is still unconscious in Qingcheng Mountain, He Wenyue is his wife, and he is still left in the Qishi Mansion. and Luo Xi, that stupid girl has been looking forward to proposing marriage.

and Gu Jing...... According to Dao Ye, she concentrated on cultivation in Qingcheng Mountain, waiting for herself to pick her up.

And the wrong ......

There is also a song ......

His heart jumped suddenly, and before he knew it, there were so many women who cared about him.

These people, he is willing to die for them!

But, now, he must live for them and for himself!

There is no expression on his face, he has experienced so many ups and downs, so many ups and downs, so many struggles, he has long learned to be emotionally restrained.

Although his face will not change, his eyes seem to contain all things in heaven and earth, constantly changing.

The sea breeze was strong, blowing his robes and his long hair.

He was still the same as before, with a long robe, long hair, and a long sword.

The only difference is his face!

His face was hidden, and on it was the white mask.

He's now the weirdo on the ship.

Because he barely speaks, doesn't communicate with people, and doesn't take off his mask.

No one provoked him, because there was a chilling light in his eyes.

The sun is shining, sprinkled on the blue sea, the sky is bluer, and the sea is bluer.

He slowly turned around and returned to the cabin, his current body was even weaker than a normal person, and he couldn't withstand such a big edge.

There are very few people in this huge merchant ship with private rooms, but he is one of them.

Mu Yidao gave the boss a thousand taels of silver, which was enough for him to live on the ship for five years.

As for the owner of this ship, in the eyes of sailors and merchants, he is an extremely mysterious figure, and it is said that he has a high level of martial arts and is still a stunning beauty.

Fu Yan didn't pay attention to these contents, he just wanted to know when he could get to Dongying.

He didn't think about what to do after he got there, but he thought that he would join a small sect, do chores, and feel the life at the bottom.

He slowly opened the window, and the wind poured in frantically directly from the outside, stronger than the wind on the deck. At this level, it's hard to keep a balance on something.

Including!

Sharpen your sword with the wind!

He looked at the ancient scabbard in his hand, and his eyes showed a confused look, no matter when, the Wind Breaking Sword would be by his side, and he would never leave!

It is like a shadow of itself, closely connected to itself whenever and wherever it is.

His right arm is now gone, and he can barely use force, so he can only hold a sword in his left hand!

The moment he held the sword, a feeling of blood connection suddenly came, as if there was an inexhaustible power in his body!

The Wind Breaker Sword has been following him for so long, and it already has a spirit.

Perhaps it is far inferior to the Qinghua Sword, the world's first divine sword, or the thousand-year-old bronze weapon in the sword and soldier mound of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, or even the chain of trapped demons.

But he's really his own sword!

As soon as this thought came to mind, the Wind Breaking Sword suddenly trembled slightly, and let out a low clangling sound.

Fu Yan smiled with relief, slowly pulled out the long sword with his left hand, and saw a cold light flash, and a long sword that was extremely bright was immediately pulled out of the scabbard.

No one can imagine that such a shabby and ancient scabbard hides such a sharp weapon in the world!

The silver-white cold light, the brilliant edge, without the infusion of internal force, is still so extraordinary and thrilling.

He slowly touched the blade of the sword with his right hand, feeling the coldness, and feeling the pores all over his body about to open.

Almost instantly, the long sword was pierced!

Brave the wind and stab out!

The sword momentum was exhausted, and a whimper of air suddenly came out!

His sword is too fast!

Faster than sound!

His left-handed swordsmanship will not be worse than his right-handed, because he has never stopped training in the past few months.

When he couldn't move his lower limbs, he was already practicing.

In his previous life, he was proficient in swordsmanship moves, and his left-handed swordsmanship was not inferior, and after a few months of recovery, his left-handed swordsmanship had recovered to its peak.

He slowly withdrew his sword, gathering momentum for a long time, and then stabbed it out again.

Every time he stabs out with his sword, he must be indomitable, because his spirit and strength have all been integrated into it.

He was sure that in terms of moves alone, he rarely met opponents in the world!

Because there is no one like him, who has practiced swordsmanship for more than 20 years, and has not been exposed to internal strength.

In his previous life, his swordsmanship was fused with his killing skills, concise, decisive, ruthless, and killing with one blow!

For half an hour, he was so simple to stab, without any moves, without any fancy.

But it seemed to drain all his physical strength.

Sweating profusely, he lay on the bed panting heavily, then slowly stood up and walked outside.

He has to see the world to feel grounded, and the vast ocean seems to be able to give him strength.

He often thinks that the dantian is like an ocean, and the internal force is this boundless water. Even if the dantian is broken, this water will not disappear, it will only flow to other places.

But where else?

Why can't I feel it at all?

He looked at the vast ocean, and his heart suddenly moved, as if he thought of something, but he couldn't grasp it at all.

The ordinary businessmen around him pointed at him, exchanged their heads and ears, and did not know what they were saying.

Maybe it's because of his mask, or maybe it's because of his legs!

His left leg was lame, and he walked backwards, which was extremely funny.

But no one dared to come forward and say it, because he always had a sword in his hand.

Such a person is always the focus of everyone's attention and the object of discussion. So much so that the entire merchant ship knew about Fu Remnant, they didn't know Fu Remnant's name, they called Fu Remnant ......

White-faced people!

Because his mask is white, because he gives people a mystical feeling.

Suddenly, there was a clamor on board, and everyone shouted loudly.

"It's the captain!"

"Oh my God!

"What a delicate woman!"

An exclamation continued to sound, Fu Yan slowly turned around, and saw a woman in a long white dress walking slowly from the deck.

She has a graceful figure, concave and convex, like a lotus flower out of the water, and like a noble peony, elegant with pride, clear and beautiful with fragrance.

The eyebrows are like ink paintings, the eyes are like autumn water, the nose is high, the lips are plump, the facial features are exquisite, and there is a unique temperament.

The face is not powdered, but the skin is like clotted white jade, delicate and fair, and can be broken by blowing.

She looked indifferent, oblivious to everything around her, and slowly walked to the splint.

The long wind blew her green silk, and the long skirt kept swaying, she was like a fairy who fell into the mortal world, always attracting everyone's attention.

Fu Yan's pupils constricted, and he slowly turned around, no longer looking at her.

He didn't expect that on this ship, he could also meet acquaintances.

And precisely, this acquaintance is still an enemy.

Not only an enemy, but also an enemy of life and death!

But this woman saw Fu Yan, sighed softly, frowned, hesitated for a moment, and walked over slowly.

Fu Yan was extremely sensitive, and felt two burning eyes staring at him, and the sound of gentle footsteps had already sounded.

His muscles tensed slowly, and his left hand couldn't help but rest on the hilt of the sword!

Kill! or not to kill!

If the other party is close and turns around with a sword, he has eight points of certainty to surprise and kill this woman!

But after killing, it is difficult for him to protect himself, because this woman definitely has a lot of subordinates!

But if you don't kill them, the other party will definitely kill you!

Unless, she doesn't recognize herself at all!

The footsteps were approaching, and the woman finally came, she looked at this familiar back, and a wave of anger suddenly surged into her heart, and she said coldly: "Turn your head!"