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[After Jing Liu left, General Teng Xiao came to have a drink with you. This general is a pure warrior, coming and going directly. Not long ago, he wore golden armor, bathed in golden thunder, defeated Dayui Yang Liaoyuan, turned him into pieces, and suppressed him in the furnace of creation.]

[After three rounds of drinking, General Teng Xiao tells you that the Yunqi Army plans to hold another martial arts ceremony to select the contemporary sword master, and comes to ask for your opinion.]

[Sword Master, that is the title of the person who has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the Cloud Cavalry Army.]

[After thinking about it, you told the general that Jingliu's swordsmanship is still a little short of perfection, so wait a little longer.]

[“Alright!” General Teng Xiao agreed without hesitation. In the eyes of outsiders, the position of Sword Master has been vacant for hundreds of years, but in the hearts of General Teng Xiao and Liu Yu, you have long been regarded as the Sword Master.]

[Before leaving, General Teng Xiao's usually cheerful eyes became heavy. As one of the Seven Heavenly Generals of the Imperial Bow, he had a premonition that Luofu Immortal Boat was about to face a disaster. If that day really came, he hoped that you could do your best to protect Luofu's survival.]

[General Teng Xiao did not say what he would do, but you know that this brave and powerful General Luofu would definitely use himself to block the most difficult enemy.]

[After the general left, you looked down at the long sword on your waist. This sword has been in use for three thousand years. I wonder if it can reach the pinnacle of human power when it is unleashed.]

......

[A few months later, the Cloud Cavalry returned with a great victory.]

[The sky is filled with star ships and warships docked at the port, and the Cloud Cavalry march out in formation. After months of continuous fighting, everyone's armor is damaged and their faces are branded with deep fatigue.]

[After recording the casualties, Jing Liu did not go to Dan Ding Si with the team to receive treatment, but went to Chang Letian alone. She was always cold and indifferent, but at this time her steps were obviously faster than usual.]

[At this time, a young man called out from behind. Jingliu stopped and frowned as he looked at a young man walking towards him quickly.]

[The young man's name is Dianping. He is the only young elite in the Yunqi Army who can catch up with Jingliu by half a step. He is still immature and his face is red. He said to Jingliu: "Jingliu, I like you. Can I pursue the ultimate swordsmanship with you?"]

[“Like me?” Jingliu’s voice was flat, without a trace of emotion.]

[“That’s right!” The young man nodded heavily, his face flushed with anxiety. The surrounding Cloud Cavalry stopped one after another, watching this scene with some curiosity in their hearts.]

[Jingliu has only been in the Cloud Cavalry Army for a few years, but he has already made great achievements. In the hearts of countless young swordsmen, he is the lofty and pure ephemeral flower. Now that Dianping has confessed his love for him, everyone is a little curious about how Jingliu will respond.]

[“Then take my sword.” As soon as Jing Liu finished speaking, a sword light shot out from behind him, as if tearing through space. After a moment, it stopped an inch in front of the young man’s eyebrows, and the whistle that broke through the sound barrier was heard by everyone.]

[The young man's face instantly lost all color, and cold sweat soaked his back. He felt an unimaginable coldness that could take his life just by moving forward slightly.]

[The sword flashed and disappeared, and the young man seemed to have walked through the gates of hell, and he sat on the ground helplessly. The cloud riders watching the battle around him burst into suppressed shouts, and everyone watched the slender and cold figure disappear at the end of the corridor.]

......

A secluded residence.

"Master, please apply medicine to this disciple."

In front of the bed, Jingliu reluctantly tore off the blood-stained light armor on his back, revealing a shallow wound, which formed a sharp contrast with half of his smooth, white, jade-like back.

Luo Ming sat behind his beloved disciple, holding a white cloth soaked in medicine in his hand, gently wiping the dried blood near the wound.

Since her teenage years, every time Jingliu returned from a battle, she would not go to Dandingsi to recuperate, but would return to her mansion and let her master apply medicine to her personally.

This custom has been retained to this day.

Neither the master nor the disciple thought there was anything wrong.

After a long time.

Luo Ming put down the medicine, put clothes on Jing Liu, and said with a smile: "I have read the battle report this time. You did a good job. Take a good rest first. Master will cook a delicious and nutritious meal for you."

After thousands of years of leisurely time, we always need something to kill time.

This also included the cooking skills he had learned in his spare time. He found that no matter what he wanted to learn, as long as he put his heart into it, he would learn it quickly, and his cooking skills were no less than those of the most famous restaurant chefs in Xianzhou.

"Okay, thank you Master."

Jing Liu opened her red lips slightly and watched her master in black leave. There was a rare hint of nervousness in her cold and beautiful eyes.

......

Night falls.

In front of the sumptuous dining table.

Jing Liu simply ate a few mouthfuls of food, then put down his chopsticks, looked at Luo Ming seriously with a tense face, "Master, do you remember what I said when we went to war a few months ago?"

Luo Ming thought about it and nodded: "Remember."

Jingliu said that he would tell him something when he returned from the battle.

"Go ahead and talk, Master is listening."

Jing Liu exhaled lightly, and looked at Luo Ming with his cold, moon-like eyes without blinking: "Master, I have fallen in love with someone."

Luo Ming's heart suddenly felt like it was being grasped by an invisible hand.

His expression remained calm as he said "Oh" and said with a smile: "Which boy is so lucky? He can win your heart? Tell me about it, Master."

Jingliu pursed his lips and did not answer, but continued: "But he doesn't seem to like me, what should I do?"

"do not like you?"

Luo Ming's eyes fell on his beloved disciple who was as beautiful as a flower without any flaws. He felt angry for no reason: "As a swordsman, you should act according to your will. If that boy doesn't like you, then challenge him with a sword and defeat him severely. The defeated have no right to refuse."

"it is good!"

A bright smile of early spring bloomed on Jingliu's face, which was as cold as ice.

She is not such an indecisive woman.

Clear eyes looked at Luo Ming softly: "Master, I like you."

"puff--!"

Luo Ming spat out a mouthful of tea and stared at his beloved disciple with wide eyes.

"I don't know when, but the figure of Master always appears in my heart. I want to accompany Master for the rest of my life, see Master every day when I open my eyes, and explore the ultimate swordsmanship with Master."

Looking at Jingliu's serious and watery eyes.

Luo Ming was silent.

After a while, he said, "It is against the rules for the master to be with his disciple."

"Then the disciple killed Gangli!"

"I am already thousands of years old..."

"Disciple doesn't care!"

"I......"

"Master!"

Jing Liu stood up suddenly, and twelve flying swords appeared beside his tall and graceful body, sharp and intimidating: "Disciple wants to ask you for sword skills!"

"Defeat me, and then say that the defeated have no right to refuse?" Luo Ming's mouth twitched, feeling that he had shot himself in the foot.

"Please help me, Master!"

"......All right."

Luo Ming sighed softly.