On the Starry Sky Railway, people drew their swords billions of times

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Over the years, she had seen this similar figure countless times.

Every time, she was nervous and carefully adjusted her expression.

She tried her best to show her best side when she saw Zhongqiu again.............

But without exception, every time, she returned disappointed.

Every time, she saw that figure, the moment she turned her head, was the moment her dream was shattered.

Countless times, countless times, Jing Liu raised her heart, and then fell again.

Her heart was already painful enough, and she could no longer withstand the repeated torture!............

Jingliu stared straight in the direction of Zhongqiu, trying to suppress the pain in her heart.

There, Zhongqiu also looked at her with tears in his eyes, not knowing what to do.

When you meet again, the first words you say after a reunion are always so difficult to say.

Because you will be afraid, worried, and worried that everything has changed...................

""Fuck, brother, did you see it? Did you see it? Jing Liu is looking at me, looking at me!!!"

He was just watching the fight, but after one sword strike, the big man next to Zhong Qiu noticed that

Jing Liu was staring at him without moving, and he was completely panicked for a moment.

At first, he was able to stay calm and barely stand up straight without shaking.

But as more and more people followed Jing Liu's gaze and looked at him, the big man could no longer control his excitement.............

He held Zhongqiu's arm tightly and whispered, the joy on his face could not be suppressed.

His body trembled slightly, and he felt a little dizzy and could hardly stand upright.

"I told you, only someone like me is worthy of Master Jingliu!"

The big man grabbed Zhongqiu's arm and kept muttering.

"I said it was like this, brother, did you see it, Jingliu is looking at me, huh------Man, I can't breathe......."

Seeing more and more onlookers' gazes, the big man could no longer restrain himself. His body was shaking like a sieve, and he was completely powerless. He could only hold on tightly to Zhongqiu's arm and barely hold on.............

"Brother, brother, did you see that?"

The big man kept holding Zhongqiu's arm tightly, but got no response. He turned his head and looked at Zhongqiu, and hurriedly urged

""Brother, why are you crying?"

The big man looked back at Zhongqiu, only to find that his eyes were already wet.

He thought he was envious of his situation, so he comforted him with emotion.............

"Hey, it's not a big deal, don't cry, Jingliu will be your sister-in-law from now on, you can see her anytime you want!"

After the voice was finished, the big man felt a little bit of a chill in his heart.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what he said wrong.

But it didn't matter, Jingliu liked him, which was more important than anything else!

Thinking of this, the big man was no longer frightened, and stared back at Jingliu, meeting his eyes. He boldly expressed his eagerness, like a peacock spreading its tail, full of confidence.............

But he didn't know that all his actions were automatically ignored by Jing Liu.

At this moment, Jing Liu only saw that familiar figure.

At first, she thought she had seen it wrong.

But when she saw Zhong Qiu looking back at her with tears in his eyes, Jing Liu was a little uncertain.............

She didn't know if it was a dream or something else, but she was sure.

This time she remembered correctly, this figure belonged to the person she missed day and night.

Looking at Zhongqiu's figure and face, Jingliu was stunned, tears could not help but fall from his eyes.

That look was like snowflakes falling, making people unconsciously indulge in it.............

Everyone on and off the stage was completely stunned when they saw this scene.

Ever since they first met the Sword Master, she had always been calm and composed, holy and aloof, like a natural saint.

When had they ever seen her like this in an outside setting?

But neither of them on and off the stage cared about what outsiders thought.

At this moment, the two of them stared at each other, tears falling for no reason.

It was like a summer thunderstorm that suddenly appeared in the clear sky, making people feel extremely depressed.............

The big man next to Zhongqiu looked at Jingliu who was crying on the stage, and then looked at Zhongqiu who was also crying. He seemed to have realized something.

The smile on his face disappeared completely, and he was left in endless silence.

Seeing the two of them being so affectionate, he also wanted to cry.

In fact, he wanted to cry more than Zhongqiu and Jingliu.

‘My family, who can understand this feeling?

The big man couldn't help but wail in his heart.............

"Ah! What the hell!"

But the plot changed so quickly that the big man didn't have time to cry, and he screamed.

On the ring, Jing Liu suddenly turned sad, and the sword in his hand suddenly pulled out from the scabbard. A sword sounded on the ring, floating towards Zhongqiu's position.

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The quiet crowd suddenly started to make a noise, and then the noise turned into a roaring wave, spreading from the center of the ring to the periphery.

Under this unrivaled sword energy, no one could remain indifferent.

Even if the direction of the sword intent was not to attack them, even if this sword energy was like autumn water.

It passed over the heads of the crowd calmly, still startling a wail.............

There was no opening remarks, no conversation, no foreshadowing, no sudden snowstorm, no torrential rain.

For no reason, Jing Liu drew his sword and stood up, very slowly.

It seemed as if it was broken down into countless movements and then reassembled.

But it was just this sword, with the bleakness of Qiu Boman, that killed Zhong Qiu.............

At the moment the sword was unsheathed, the sword body and the scabbard, which were filled with true energy, kept colliding with each other, making countless sword sounds.

When combined together, it was a long and vicissitudes of life sword sound.

‘Wuxian Feiguang had not yet been completely unsheathed, but the sword energy had already taken shape, and the sound of the sword shook the nine heavens.

When the people under the ring heard the sound of the sword, their faces turned pale instantly, and the noisy screams had long since quieted down.............

In front of this sword intent, no one dared to do anything.

All the onlookers could only shrink their heads and quietly watch the sword pass over their heads and float towards the target.

The whole process seemed like a long journey.

From the drawing of the sword to the release of the sword energy, even though everyone knew that such a scene should not appear in the swordsmanship of the mirror flow.

However, beyond everyone's understanding, they could not only see it, but also clearly see the jagged edges of the sword energy.............

From the moment the sword was drawn out of its sheath to the moment the sword struck, scenes after scenes were played before everyone's eyes like slides.

""What a powerful sword!"

Seeing this scene, the outsider Jufeng completely understood how big the gap was between himself and Jingliu.

This sword was not as slow as outsiders imagined.

On the contrary, it was extremely fast because it was in line with the ultimate way between heaven and earth.

However, all the power was hidden in the sword energy by Jingliu, and the external sword energy seemed particularly slow, as if it was insufficient.

If it were me who made such a sword, I'm afraid there would be nothing left.

Thinking of this, the outsider Jufeng looked at Zhongqiu seriously.

He urgently wanted to know how the other party could take on this shocking sword.............