Chapter 19, 10 years

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A person who shouldn't have appeared appeared in a world that didn't belong to him, but he still appeared after all, and he also met Mo Qingchi, and met the opponent he wanted to fight the most in his life - Mo Qingchi.

Yan Shisan's eyes were cold, his heart was clear, he looked at the white-clothed Mo Qingchi in front of him, a pair of eyes were as sharp as his sword blade swept over Mo Qingchi's body, and it was a long, long time before he opened his mouth to look at Mo Qingchi and said: "Many people think that you are dead, but there are a group of people in the world who think that you are not dead. ”

Mo Qingchi's eyes flashed with a light sigh, he looked at the former opponent in front of him and said slowly, "Are you one of those people?"

Yan Shisan, who was dressed in black and seemed to be integrated with the night, revealed a kind of incomparably cold and incomparably sharp light in his eyes, but when this light touched Mo Qingchi's rational and peaceful eyes, it was dimmed in an instant, he looked at Mo Qingchi and said: "Yes, I have always believed that you are not dead, I would rather believe that you have reached the realm of the Broken Void that no one in the world can reach, and I don't believe that you are dead, now it seems that you have indeed broken the Void and gone, you are indeed not dead." ”

Mo Qingchi already had a smile on his face, he looked at the swordsman in front of him with outstanding swordsmanship, and sighed deeply and said: "Yes, I did not die, I did break the void and left, but I didn't expect to meet you after all, and I didn't expect to meet you in this place." He paused slightly, he looked at Yan Shisan and said, "I believe that you must not want to meet me here, and you must not want to meet such Mo Qingchi?"

At this moment, no one can hear their conversation, although his tone and voice are the same as usual, but absolutely no one can hear their conversation, this conversation neither Yan Shisan nor Mo Qingchi wants others to hear it, so the people who can hear this conversation are definitely outside the range where they can hear this conversation, on the deck where the lights have begun to dimly darken, not only can no one hear their conversation, but it is impossible to even see their conversation.

Whether it was Shan Wanjing or anyone else, they could only see the two voices on the deck, the two confrontational figures—one black and one white.

If anyone hears this, they will definitely not understand, but Yan Shisan understands, he completely understands Mo Qingchi's words, when Mo Qingchi said this, his hands stretched slightly, as if he was about to hold the invincible sword that killed Yuwen at any time as soon as he took out the sword.

Yan Shisan didn't draw his sword, his eyes were dark and bright, even in the dark, they were like a round of sun, a sword with a cold light, but at this moment, the sword had already dimmed when Mo Qingchi's words reached the exit, as if he had lost his light at this moment, he looked at Mo Qingchi, and soon his eyes returned to the coldness and indifference just now, he said: " Yes, when I knew that you were involved in all kinds of disputes in the world, I already knew that Mo Qingchi was no longer the Mo Qingchi I knew in the past, and the Mo Qingchi in the past was the opponent I wanted to fight the most in my life, but Mo Qingchi at this moment was not. He paused, looked at Mo Qingchi and said word by word: "The current Mo Qingchi is not worthy of my sword at all." ”

At this moment, if ordinary people heard this, they must have been angry and even ready to draw their swords, but Mo Qingchi did not, he still had a very calm and gentle smile on his face, he seemed to have expected this situation long before he was ready to see Yan Thirteen, he looked down at the sword on his waist that was no longer the sword, and then looked up at Yan Thirteen, who was as cold as ice and sharp as a sword, and sighed softly: " You are a real swordsman, but Mo Qingchi at this moment is no longer a swordsman, in this case, even if Mo Qingchi is still Mo Qingchi, how can you fight with Yan Thirteen?"

Yan Shisan didn't speak, but his hands were already clenched. Since he defeated Xie Xiaofeng, who was already undefeated in the rivers and lakes, with the fifteen life-killing swords that he could send and receive freely, he had never shown the slightest emotion to anyone or anything in the world, whether it was in the past or now, there are not many people who can affect his emotions, there may have been a few in the past, but now there is absolutely only one, only the swordsman in front of him who has a sword at his waist but is no longer a swordsman.

He looked at the person in front of him, he didn't speak, he just looked coldly at this person he was familiar with in the past but not at all now, although this person's smile was still as confident and even a little conceited as before.

At this moment, he revealed a deep loneliness, when a person found that the opponent he was going to challenge in this life had died before waiting for his challenge, wouldn't this person be like Yan Thirteen at this moment?

Although Mo Qingchi is not dead, but for Yan Shisan, a swordsman who only has a sword in his heart, isn't Mo Qingchi, who used to make a living by swords and looking for swords, already dead, since Mo Qingchi is dead, who else in this world is worthy of him to draw out the sword that defeated Xie Xiaofeng, and who can use the sword that can use the fifteen deadly swords? He didn't know, but now he found that there was indeed no such person.

Therefore, his whole body has revealed a thick loneliness, and the person seems to have turned into a stone standing on the top of the mountain at this moment, but the next moment, he has become a human again, and the loneliness in his eyes has dissipated in the next moment, and a thick sword intent flashed in his eyes.

Mo Qingchi naturally felt Yan Shisan's disappointment, although he no longer made a living from swords now, but after all, he was still a peerless swordsman who had dominated the world in the past, so he knew Yan Shisan's heart.

He looked at the sword in his hand that was no longer the sword, he raised his head again and looked at Yan Shisan, his eyes revealed a light that he was already very unfamiliar with, he looked at the peerless swordsman in front of him, and slowly said word by word: "If you are interested, you can wait for me for ten years, and after ten years, I can produce a sword." ”

He said very slowly, but he was also very sure, no one here would doubt Mo Qingchi's words at this moment.

Yan Shisan's heart did not have the slightest suspicion, his eyes had a light, a kind of light that suddenly found the opponent, he believed Mo Qingchi's words, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Why ten years later?"

Mo Qingchi glanced back at the delicate woman on the boat who was staring at him, and slowly spoke: "Ten years is enough time for me to deal with what I want to do, at that time I only have a sword in my heart, and at that time I deserve to take a look at your Yan Thirteen's fifteen deadly swords." He paused for a moment, then slowly added, "The real fifteen deadly swords." ”

Yan Shisan didn't listen carefully to what Mo Qingchi said, but he saw Mo Qingchi's eyes, Mo Qingchi's extremely cold eyes, those were the eyes he was very familiar with, that was the look of Mo Qingchi when he faced any terrible swordsman in the world in the past, and the Mo Qingchi under this kind of look was the real Mo Qingchi, and it was the Mo Qingchi who was worthy of his shot.

Yan Shisan's eyes had a light, and his whole person seemed to have recovered because of this sentence, he looked at Mo Qingchi and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you for ten years, and we will still meet at this time and place after ten years." After he finished speaking, he was still ready to turn around, and after he finished speaking, what else could he do if he didn't leave?

Swordsmen have always spoken simply, and they often do more than they can say, and a true swordsman often rarely speaks.

However, Yan Shisan didn't stop after taking a few steps, but he only stopped for a moment, because Mo Qingchi opened his mouth, Mo Qingchi looked at the old confidant and old enemy in front of him, and said slowly: "You should go more, there are many terrible swordsmen in this world, many real martial artists, these people are enough to be qualified to match you with a sword." ”

Yan Shisan didn't say anything, he left.

Everyone on the rivers and lakes knows that Yan Thirteen's swordsmanship is superb, but few people know that Yan Thirteen's attainments in light skills are not bad, at least at this moment, Mo Qingchi saw it, he saw a black shadow across the vast river, disappearing into the night and mist, Yan Thirteen had already left, he looked at Yan Thirteen and left.

In the past, when he saw Yan Shisan on the top of Cangshan, he had expected that this scene might appear, but he didn't expect this scene to come so quickly, as if it was just a snap of his fingers, but he didn't think too much, he had too many things to deal with at this moment, although Yan Shisan's appearance helped him a lot, but there were too many things and troubles he had to deal with now, this time he was not going to take a road of seeking a sword alone, and there was no worldly trouble, what he wanted this time was to be contaminated with red dust, and get what he wanted in the red dust。

If a person is ready to take the initiative to be contaminated with red dust, then will not that person be wrapped in worldly troubles?

He raised his hand and made a signal to Shan Wanjing, Yun Yuzhen and the others on the small boat that had already been discussed, and then directly strode into the lifelike Dongming.

Xiong Batian, Shan Wanjing, Yun Yuzhen, Bu Tianzhi, and the beautiful woman who followed Mo Qingchi's side naturally saw Mo Qingchi's gesture, and they did not frustrate.

Xiong Batian drove the boat towards the Dongming.

They did not hide their movements, so this scene naturally fell into the eyes of Zhang Shihe, who was picking up Yuwen Chengdu and had not left, and even Zhang Shihe saw the flag with the Dongming logo on this huge ship taken down from the ship and finally sailed into the vast sea.

At this moment, even a pig should understand that this matter is extremely wrong, not to mention that Zhang Shihe, Yuwen Chengdu, and the people around them who are secretly observing the situation are not actually pigs? )