Barrier of Light

"Hello--"

Song Ci ran very fast.

The mountain road is not long, and the top of the hill is only a little tall.

He took three or four steps at a time and ran towards the bottom of the mountain. Even so, he ran for a long time before he caught a glimpse of the red-haired figure from a distance who seemed to have a graceful manner but was actually walking very fast.

The crow used his hands to amplify and shouted this loudly.

Instead of looking back, Lu Nanjin walked faster.

Wu Wu remembered the madam's instructions and chased after her. In fact, he would have caught up with Nan Jin even without the madam's instructions.

We left without saying goodbye ten years ago.

After finally meeting him, today, he had to ask clearly.

The crow struck three times, five divided two, and quickly caught up. He stopped in front of Nan Jin and asked straight to the point: "Xiao Lu, are you avoiding me?"

Lu Nanjin held the knife and looked at the short-haired man in front of him. After a moment of silence, he responded with poor acting skills: "Who are you?"

Ouch...

Song Ci laughed angrily.

If he hadn't caught the flash of strangeness in the other person's eyes when they looked at each other before, then in the current confrontation, according to his personality, he might really believe that Xiao Lu didn't recognize him, and he might even give a silly explanation Ichiban.

"I don't understand what happened." Song Ci took a deep breath and said, "Why did you leave without saying goodbye? Why did you not recognize me when we met again today?"

"I don't even understand what you are talking about. I have nothing to say to you."

Lu Nanjin went straight around the crow.

The moment we passed each other.

Song Ci took action.

He stretched out his arm, his intention was just to stop Lu Nanjin, but the woman who was running away immediately took out the sword at this moment. Although she did not pull out the blade, she held the scabbard without ceremony and shook the blade away——

"Buzz!"

The fierce wind swept across Song Ci's hand, and the fierce wind pressure shattered all the suits on this arm, leaving only broken strips of cloth.

The tip of the scabbard was right against the crow's chin.

"I just want to catch up with you..." Song Ci's eyes were a little complicated.

He was not injured. This was not because of his strong defense, but because Nan Jin's seemingly sharp sword did not actually use the sword's intention. Every ray of the sword's force was just a slash. Cut the cloth strips and then retract them, all the threads are connected to the end.

This shows that she doesn't want to hurt anyone who blocks her way.

Seeing this, Song Ci decided to speak out and express her feelings.

"I have nothing to reminisce about Zhao's lackeys." Lu Nanjin gritted his teeth.

"You should talk to Madam more. There may be some misunderstanding here."

Song Ci was not angry, but said solemnly: "Since we have come to Dadu, why should we leave in a hurry?"

Nan Jin couldn't listen anymore and just asked: "Do you want to keep me?"

The words fell——

A fallen leaf fell with the wind and landed on the scabbard of the long knife.

Lan Qi's sword burst out instantly, smashing the dead leaves to pieces and exploding into hundreds of leaf shadows.

The next moment, Song Ci's figure suddenly blurred. He stretched out his hand to pick back the hundreds of broken leaves, and slowly stretched out his palm. In the palm of his hand lay a complete fallen leaf that had been spliced ​​back together. However, the pieces were very weak and the wind blew them out. Once blown, it disperses again.

"Yes...I want to keep you."

Song Ci said sincerely: "But not by force, but by my way. I hope you stay in Dadu... No matter what misunderstandings you and Madam have had, now at least you have a chance to explain it clearly."

Nan Jin looked at the pieces of leaves flying out from Song Ci's palm, and was in a daze.

What level of state does it take to restore the dead leaves just now?

The tenth or eleventh layer of the deep sea?

No matter what Song Ci's current state is... one thing is certain, he has far surpassed himself.

Pick the leaves and spell again.

It’s only been ten years...

There was a trance in Nan Jin's eyes.

In the past ten years, she has been practicing hard all the time, diligently practicing sword skills day and night. Until now, she has only passed the trial of the seventh level of the deep sea, which is enough to understand the extraordinary origin of Lanqi.

Leave Dadu and leave your hometown.

In order to investigate her father's death, in order to avenge her most likely enemy... She had been pushing herself forward in the past ten years, but now she felt like a joke.

There was enough rage burning in her chest.

But she doesn't have the strength to match it... If she had Song Ci's talent, maybe by now she would have settled the blood debt from the old case in Shixiang.

next moment--

A "clang" sound!

Lu Nanjin instantly drew his sword out of its sheath.

She glared at Song Ci, her eyes filled with the blood reflected in the childhood lion alley.

cut! kill!

At this moment, countless sword lights burst out from the Lanqi sword domain!

Song Ci looked solemn and staggered backwards. He could have slapped the handle of the knife back in an instant like Jiang Tan did against Wu Yong, then pulled out the knife and slapped it back again, making Nan Jin unable to even unsheath the knife... But he didn't do that.

So Nan Jin held out his two swords, and two beautiful sword lights bloomed in the air.

Lu Nanjin's sword skills are very fierce, and she doesn't look like a weak woman at all.

She opened and closed the sword widely, completely abandoning defense. When she handed the knife, her whole body was full of flaws... But this kind of knife is the most terrifying, because she does not care about her life, so the knife is deadly.

She was willing to trade injury for death, or even death for death.

The two of them were advancing and retreating at the foot of the mountain. Song Ci didn't fight back at all. The sword light flying in the sky touched his cheek, his sleeves bloomed, his skin was cut, and fine blood drops were thrown in the air. The next moment, he was The sharp sword energy shattered the air, and the air was filled with a faint fishy smell. He was like a dancer dancing on a cliff wire.

Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, he only dodged but did not attack.

Nan Jin's eyes were red. In the past night, she had handed over the sword countless times and smashed the wooden man in the training dojo with Lanqi. She imagined that the other person was Zhao Xilai and Zhao Qi, the one who caused the tragedy in Lion Lane. The murderer...a certain powerful transcendent.

At this moment, Song Ci's shadow overlapped with that of the wooden man.

Aashiki attacks with all his strength.

After everything was burned, tens of thousands of dead leaves were broken in the sword field, and the tornado of dead leaves was lifted up by the sword's blade. The two of them stood in the waterfall of falling leaves all over the sky.

Lu Nanjin gritted her teeth and stared angrily at the man in front of her. A fragment of the long knife was inserted into Song Ci's shoulder and penetrated. The last knife was struck with all her strength, but Song Ci did not hide.

Song Ci lowered his arms and stood silently, willing to be beaten or endured, without saying a word from beginning to end.

As long as Lu Nanjin passes the knife to him again, he will suffer again.

Looking at Lu Nanjin's angry face, Song Ci lowered his eyes and smiled, pointed at another knife, and murmured softly: "Here... Xiao Lu, there's another one over there."

There was a "clang" sound.

A broken long knife fell to the ground, making a crisp heartbreaking sound.

"If I can't do it...it can be regarded as my victory..."

Song Ci smiled.

He leaned against the broken blade and walked forward slowly.

Finally, he approached the girl who had been away from him for ten years.

Song Ci stretched out a hand and gently hugged the latter's trembling shoulders. He hesitated for a moment. After hearing a slight sobbing sound, he slowly patted the latter and smiled softly with white lips: "Hey... ...Long time no see, why are you still the crybaby?”