My Sword Has a Way

Raindrops hit the brim of the umbrella, stirring up a mist, and the little girl's pink face was full of sincerity.

The girl asked the little girl: "What will you do if I don't take action?"

The little girl pursed her lips and shook her head sadly: "I don't know."

Seeing this, the girl's eyebrows relaxed: "Do they have a grudge against you?"

The girl shook her head and nodded again: "They were sent by my eldest uncle and second uncle. They don't like me."

Jiang Ying frowned slightly, pinched the little girl's cheek and asked, "What about your parents?"

The little girl lowered her head and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "They went to the capital to find a house. They will come to pick me up after they find one."

At the end of her speech, the little girl raised her little face again and smiled with conviction.

Jiang Ying smiled slightly: "That's good."

The girl looked at the still rainy sky and continued, "I'm leaving."

The little girl nodded.

The girl said softly, "Goodbye, Nian Ruwei."

The little girl still nodded: "Goodbye, Sister Jiang."

After the girl turned around and walked a few feet away, she turned back and smiled: "Your name is also very nice."

The little girl grinned, very sweetly: "I will definitely repay my sister for this favor in the future."

The girl in red nodded and turned to leave.

"How do you know this sister? She is so amazing, but it's a pity that she is a foreigner."

A little boy in black clothes named Fan Jin hurried forward and asked.

The little girl seemed a little angry and said, "I don't know."

After saying that, he walked towards the arch bridge with an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. The little boy saw that he had angered this little ancestor again, so he could only curl his lips and hurriedly follow him.

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On a steep cliff, there was a young man in black practicing sword.

At this time the entire cliff top.

The waves of sword energy were sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes long, sometimes short. Sometimes they exploded with golden light, and sometimes they disappeared into the rocks.

I don’t know how long the boy has been practicing sword here. The only thing I can see is the shocking sword marks on the cliff opposite.

A black dog was lying in front of a small house nearby, chewing a bone leisurely.

With a loud bang from heaven and earth, layers of air waves dissipated the mist in the mountains, and the young man put away his flying sword.

After fifteen years of dreams and nearly ten days of blessing from the Hidden Word Technique, although the boy's cultivation has not made any breakthroughs, his swordsmanship has reached a high level, and even the sword energy in his body has become more condensed.

However, what satisfied the young man most was learning the sword formation in the sword techniques: the Twelve Sword Towers.

This sword formation is extremely powerful, but it also consumes a lot of sword energy. Generally speaking, it can only be used as a killer when fighting against the enemy, and it does not have the conditions to be easily formed into a formation.

Of course, of the three major sword formations on the twelfth floor, the second one is the Flying Sword from the Sky. Anyone below a saint who uses this formation will surely be backfired and killed, as it is too far away.

On the other hand, the hidden killing of the third sword formation has relatively less demanding conditions. One only needs to reach the Dongxuan realm of the middle four realms to practice it. Those who have mastered it will be as fast as thunder and can escape into the void.

At this time, the young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to walk towards the wooden house.

This person was none other than Xu Zhian who had disappeared for many days. Ever since he awakened the Twelve Sword Techniques at the bottom of the cliff that day, he had been practicing sword here wholeheartedly. During this time, he planned to go out for a while, thinking of reporting his safety to the girl. However, the mysterious Lord Spiritual Suppression Officer suddenly told him that the girl had left a few days ago. This made the young man feel a little regretful for not being able to say goodbye to the girl in person during those days.

Fortunately, the boy was not a stubborn person, and since the girl had left, he didn't think any more about it, so he practiced hard for more than ten days in a row.

The young man picked up a small pot of wine on the millstone, drank it in one gulp, then sat on the millstone and said softly: "Tell me, can I defeat Miss Jiang in the future?"

There was silence all around, with only the sound of the wind between heaven and earth echoing in the ears.

The boy looked at the black dog and said, "It would be great if you could talk. If you could, you would definitely say the most hypocritical words for a piece of bone."

The young man took off the black sword from his back and lay down on the millstone beside him.

The spring breeze blows on your face and the sun shines warmly.

There were no cold words or intrigues, which made the boy feel that this place was more friendly and relaxing than his hometown where he had lived for fifteen years.

"If there is good wine accompanying the spring breeze, it will make you feel free and at ease."

A familiar voice sounded, and the boy knew who it was without having to stand up.

The man picked up the wine jug on the millstone, took a big gulp, and said with a smile: "You can leave here, but you can't leave the town yet. The cause and effect of the town now all depends on you. If you leave like this, you may encounter unexpected events. It is better to improve your cultivation before leaving the town."

The young man beside him hummed, looked at the colorful clouds in the sky, and asked, "Mu Jiantang, do you know where Zhongsheng Shenzhou is?"

The man smiled strangely: "You are still thinking about the girl? No wonder, after these two souls merge into one, emotional matters are bound to happen."

The young man quickly retorted: "I didn't, my little sister is in Yunhai Huancheng, and I heard from Miss Jiang that Yunhai Huancheng is in the sky, which is Zhongzhou."

The man nodded: "It's true that it's in Zhongzhou, but Miss Jiang's Jiang family is also in Zhongzhou. Are you really not thinking about Miss Jiang?"

The young man shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it. It's useless to think about it. Miss Jiang will not like me. She said that she likes people who are good at swordsmanship, but I am the worst swordsman she knows. Besides, she is engaged. We are just friends."

The middle-aged man at the side shook his head: "Why are you suddenly being so self-deprecating? You, Xu Zhian, want to be the leader in swordsmanship. Besides, Miss Jiang didn't reject you directly, so just go after her boldly."

The young man smiled softly: "I just feel that I am not worthy of Miss Jiang."

The middle-aged man stood up and said, "Since you like the girl, then tell her in person. If she agrees, you will be happy. If she doesn't agree, you should find a way to make her agree. Young people should have more courage in their hearts to never turn back until they hit the wall."

The young man did not answer, but the man next to him complained, "I've been so worried about you, even more than I worry about my son! Although you are penniless now, you can't be discouraged, right? A toad can eat swan meat under certain circumstances. Forget it, I'll tell you something. If you meet a girl you like, the kind you really like, you must put your face aside. As the saying goes, if you don't care about your face, what else can you be afraid of? Reach out to pick the stars, even if you get nothing, you will feel bright in your heart, right?"

The young man stood up and asked curiously, "Under what circumstances can a toad eat swan meat?"