You have a good chance, I accept it.

Jian Wushuang smiled and touched the little boy's head.

"Okay uncle, the sun will set soon, I have to go back."

The little boy looked at the sunset in the distance and said to Jian Wushuang.

"Yes, the sun has set and the fourth day has passed. Okay, you go back and be careful."

After Jian Wushuang finished speaking, the little boy nodded, and then carefully climbed down the mountain.

"Oh, Gu Jiu, you've done me a terrible job this time. I've been waiting for you for four days, but you haven't come. If you don't come tomorrow, I won't wait for you anymore."

Jian Wushuang looked into the distance and sighed. Gu Jiu was a sword cultivator he met by chance a few years ago. This sword cultivator was like a swordsman who loved swords exclusively. He lived for the sword and died for the sword. .

Later, he and Gu Jiu traveled together. After a few years of wandering, the two became real brothers. In the end, the two agreed to test the sword every six months on this cliff mountain.

In the past two years, Gu Jiu had kept his appointments as promised, but today, he had to wait for four full days.

After thinking for a long time, Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by sword intent.

In the sky, the last ray of sunset set, and a full moon hung high in the sky, and above the full moon, silk threads were integrated into Jian Wushuang's body.

Every time a thread is absorbed, Jian Wushuang's aura becomes more powerful.

Time passed quickly, in the blink of an eye, a night passed, and it was the morning of the fifth day again.

"On the fifth day, it seems that you have forgotten our agreement, or has something happened to you?"

Jian Wushuang stood up slowly, standing on the top of the mountain like a sword, and murmured in his mouth.

"That's all. I'll wait for you for five days. Since you don't keep the appointment, there's no need for me to wait for you any longer."

Jian Wushuang sighed, then waved his hands and turned to leave when he saw a woman in a long skirt on the mountain peak with a long sword on her back, climbing with great difficulty.

Finally, the woman climbed to the top of the mountain. Looking at Jian Wushuang's leaving figure, the woman hurriedly shouted.

"Uncle, don't go."

Jian Wushuang, who was about to leave, heard this voice, stopped, and then turned around slowly.

Although he cannot see with his eyes, his perception is extremely powerful.

In order to bring himself into the realm where man and sword become one, Jian Wushuang directly disabled his own eyes, and even his spiritual thoughts were suppressed by him.

Without his mind and eyes, he could only rely on his own perception to identify objects while walking. Not to mention, after Jian Wushuang did this, his combat power had not only increased by several levels.

"Who are you?"

Jian Wushuang said slowly, he could feel that there was a girl in front of him, and there was a sword intent in the girl that he was very familiar with.

"Uncle, I am Gu Jiu's apprentice. My master was assassinated by gangsters and was seriously injured. Before he passed away, he repeatedly asked me to come to Duoya Mountain to keep the appointment, so I came here holding my master's long sword to keep the appointment."

The little girl was holding the long sword, with some sobs in her voice. She had no cultivation. According to her master's instructions, she ran day and night, just to fulfill her master's last wish.

She had been running for four days in this cliff mountain. She would rest for a while when she was tired, eat weeds when she was hungry, and drink the water from the river when she was thirsty, no matter whether it was clean or not.

Fortunately, she arrived.

"Gu Jiu died after being plotted by a gangster?"

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang shook his body and looked a little confused. Gu Jiu was the true king in the early stage of Hedao. What kind of villain could plot against him?