Thousand Blades of Death

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At dusk, the golden light sprinkled on the distant sea level, as if rendering blue ink crystals, more and more mysterious, making people want to explore the beauty and crisis.

Thinking of being able to reach Fusang tomorrow, and leaving Liu Bei away, Ma Yuan always felt panicked and had trouble falling asleep.

He planned to find Juyou Jing to say something, and walked out of the room to the bow.

There, Juyoujing is watching the surrounding scenery. The stars in the sky are very bright, easily fascinating people's eyes, and you can hear that Haitao slapped on the hull again and again and then sank into the undercurrent.

Nakolulu held a small sign-style thing and stood in a unique position. Her whole body looked like she was shining, her eyes closed, and she seemed to be performing a strange ritual.

"What is she doing?"

Ma Yuan approached Juyou Jing, and after the other party noticed, he asked in a pointed way. Although it is already known that the girl is Nakolulu, a hibiscus, and comes from an ancient village of gods, it is only limited to this, and all are dazed.

"Oh. Well, according to the rumors of hibiscus, the vegetation outside the creatures, the sea stardust, etc., which hosts the consciousness of wisdom, she should do so in a dialogue with the elves of nature."

Ju Youjing preached patiently.

What seemed to come to my mind, and turned to ask:

"Have your memory recovered?"

Ok?

Ma Yuan froze for a moment, not trying to understand the meaning of the other party.

Suddenly, he recalled that he still had amnesia, which was a top hat that Li Bai forced him to convince Ju Youjing.

It's just that Ma Yuan is very certain that before entering the Xuanwu Gate of Chang'an City, it was impossible to judge that he was a peerless master.

"It's not restored, I think it's better not to have too much hope."

Ma Yuan said truthfully.

"Really?"

Ju Youjing said that there was no disappointment in his tone, and he seemed to just ask casually.

The two stood together to enjoy the scenery under the dark night, the pure black floating on the sea, and the bright sparkling piece broken into flowers, which is a rare scenery for travelers from the different world of Mayuan.

For a long time, neither of them spoke.

Ma Yuan wanted to know what had happened to Ju Youjing since the separation, whether he had suffered a lot from the chasing soldiers of Datang, or how to meet Na Kelulu and the like.

Perhaps the other party also wants to explain, but the relationship between the two is not as good as imagined. The time spent together is not more than seven days, and they are not familiar with it.

After arriving in Fusang and completing Master Li Bai's final entrustment, he probably missed goodbye.

Ma Yuan didn't know that, in fact, the candlelight of Juyoujing's life was close to the ember head.

Under Jue Youjing's eyes, Ma Yuan slowly withdrew the Qinglian sword that he carried with him.

Ju Youjing said: "You love this sword very much."

Ma Yuan lowered his head, "Uh huh" a few times, and then said: "After all, that man's sword."

"I don't know what kind of person he is, but just the first time I met, I explained the important things to me, not as cold and ruthless as the Qinglian swordsman I heard."

Ju Youjing said with a slight smile.

"A while before he died, he also told me some grievances and uncomfortable words for someone. Despite the old grudges, it was unclear from his mouth, I don't know what he was Do you really care?"

Ma Yuan glanced at Ju Youjing worriedly.

At this time, Naco Lulu completed the daily homework, thinking about the two coming.

Ju Youjing asked: "Can you get some information?"

Naco Lulu turned his head up and down, saying: "There is nothing new. Like the previous days, the signs of the disaster are already strong. No matter the sea or the land, ghost complaints can be heard."

After she finished, she turned to look at Ma Yuan. In her eyes, Ma Yuan was really too young.

"Really take him?"

Nako Lulu couldn't understand why Ju Youjing insisted on taking this boy.

"Yes, he is essential."

Ju Youjing firmly said that this was planned by him and Li Bai, but he did not intend to tell anyone about the details.

"What the **** are you?"

Nakolulu half-curled her body, her palms on her thighs, and looked at each other with curiosity.

"I am Ma Yuan."

Ma Yuan couldn't think of anything that could be said, and was silent.

Ju Youjing talked about another thing,

"Regarding Miyamoto Musashi, can he rush back to Fuso in time?"

Nake Lulu stood up suddenly, tilting her head, revealing a distressed expression.

"You know we have been searching for a long time. Miyamoto Musashi is not so much whereabouts, it is better to say that he does not know where he is going. People who have asked him all say that he is going to Chang'an, but he always seems to be outside Chang'an Go round."

"...I told a person to wait for him and wrote a letter with the woman's tokens. We have no time to wait, the blood clan has already been born, we must return to Fusang to seek the help of the village of the protoss."

"Cough,"

Ju Youjing didn't feel cold about Na Kelu Lufa's complaint, agreed,

"Then let's do this first."

During the conversation between the two, Ma Yuan found an empty place and danced with the sword of Qinglian.

Qinglian Sanjian's moves have been familiar with Ma Yuan's mind for countless mornings and sleep.

His sword is erratic and difficult to trace, and always appears in places other than expected by others. The incalculable orbit, the power of one-hit kill, comes from the miracle creation of that genius.

Such swordsmanship should not be lost to the world.

After Ma Yuan's death, some people were able to use Qinglian's sword intention, and this idea sprang up in his heart.

"If I can't finish the highest state of Qinglian sword, let the descendants do it."

Ma Yuan thought secretly.

More than a thousand kinds of attack moves, like the blooms blooming in the dark night, quickly flashed through the eyes of Juyou Jing and Na Kelulu, and the pleats were radiant.

"Really good swordsmanship."

Naco Lulu was amazed. With her knowledge, this is a rare sword.

"His talent is a bit scary."

The two sentences were spoken from Juyou Jing's mouth, but they made Na Kelulu puzzled and wondered why "terror" was.

Ju Youjing understands that Ma Yuan can quickly grasp Li Bai's Dahe sword meaning by virtue of the Qinglian sword, just like the owners of many predecessors of the previous generation, the past experience has been printed down and then transformed into his own.

It's just different from Ma Yuan, but after three months, it has reached such a point that it shocked Juyou Jing. With his own Wuming feeling, he realized that Juju Heyi had achieved success within six months.

He sighed:

"This talent is better than me."

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