Starting from one person Jia Zhengliang

In the mountains of the Northeast region, two pretty figures are trekking through the forests.

The exhausted Feng Shayan took a few gulps of water and handed the kettle to Fu Rong.

They had been wandering in the mountains for a week with almost no rest. Even if the aliens had amazing physiques, they could not withstand such hardship.

"We've been searching for so long but to no avail. Do you want to continue?"

As Feng Shayan asked the question, a trace of fatigue flashed in Fu Rong's eyes, but she seemed to remember something in an instant and rekindled her fighting spirit.

"Keep going! We've been searching for so long, there's no reason to give up!

But...can't your program be more precise?"

"Obviously, no!

In this day and age, spirits are rare, and spirits that can divine are rarer than ever. To be able to do this is truly remarkable!"

As she spoke, Feng Shayan took out a mobile phone. The screen saver was a cute image of Sadako. When she opened it, it was filled with densely packed mini-programs.

Each small program is a formatted evil spirit, and they have different functions.

After clicking on a small program with a compass icon, Feng Shayan and Fu Rong held their phones at the same time, silently reciting in their minds what they wanted to divine.

"Where is the demon sword Hirimaru?"

"Where is the demon sword Hirimaru?"

"Where is the demon sword Hirimaru?"

After repeating it silently three times, the pointer on the mini program began to rotate rapidly, and after a while it slowly stopped, pointing out a direction for the two.

With a new direction, Fu Rong took the lead and walked towards that direction, and Feng Shayan had to follow.

Looking at the stubborn figure in front of her, Feng Shayan finally couldn't help herself.

"I think you should stop and think about it, is it worth it?

That bastard abandoned us and ran away. I am as sad as you are, but torturing yourself like this is not a solution. We should learn to let go and look forward!"

Fu Rong turned a deaf ear to Feng Shayan's words and continued walking forward.

"Did you hear me? If you keep pretending not to hear me, I'll beat you up!"

Sure enough, Fu Rong was still more afraid of Feng Shayan's fist.

"I heard you, but you're wrong. I don't want to waste my energy refuting you. I want to save my energy and find the knife as soon as possible..."

"What did I say that was wrong? Please explain it clearly!"

"It won't take long, tell me what you mean!"

"you……"

Feng Shayan couldn't bear it any longer, so she teleported over and fell to the ground holding Fu Rong.

There were many dead branches and leaves on the ground, but few gravel, so the two of them would not be injured.

The two people looked at each other, standing very close to each other, and Feng Shayan's white hair even fell on Fu Rong's face.

“You must explain it to me clearly, otherwise I will be worried about your condition.

Even if you cry in front of me, I can understand, but I can’t understand your current state…”

“…What you just said was wrong!”

"Okay... Let's start from here. What did I do wrong?"

“You say we are all the same, you are wrong, in fact we are not the same!

Each of you is amazing, and he may interfere, meddle, or help, but in the end you all have your own path.

Shayan, you have your own career.

Although you had a falling out with your father and moved out of home, your father did look at you differently.

Now your information technology company is supported by Nadutong Company and has a pivotal position in the circle of extraordinary people.

I believe that with the passage of time, you will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with your father.

Chen Duo and Lu Linglong, who accompanied him to sea and back, are standard practitioners. With his participation, their practice went more smoothly.

They all hone themselves bit by bit on the path they have chosen, making themselves closer to the person they want to be.

We can't get any information about Xia He, but I think it's almost the same.

I am different from you because my path is different from yours.

You asked me to move on, but that's how I move on.

Ever since I fell in love with him, he has been the only one on my path!

We all know him. He threw himself into a place overseas and cut off all domestic connections.

He loves the hustle and bustle and it is impossible for him to isolate himself from the world, so this is a sign that he is going to do something big.

You trust him, or respect him, and you can wait for his call, or watch him from afar. It is enough to have him in your heart.

I can't, my path requires me to stay by his side!

He is now too far away and I can't catch up with him. I need to improve my strength as soon as possible, and I have a feeling that time may not be much.

The demon sword is the best solution I can think of!

Is this explanation clear enough?"

Fengshayan climbed up from Fu Rong's body and looked at the dead branches, leaves and dirt covering her body.

"Silly girl, you look so pitiful!"

Fu Rong gently brushed off the dirt on her body and said, "But I feel very happy!"

"Then... you might not only be happy, but also very lucky!"

Feng Shayan, who was about to say something, suddenly changed her mind and pulled Fu Rong to find a cave buried by rubble.

After pushing aside the covering at the entrance and carefully observing the cave, I found that its internal space was very large.

The two looked at each other and felt that there was something going on!

Using the prepared exploration equipment, the two went down to the bottom of the cave and found some dilapidated furniture, which were obvious signs of human habitation.

In the most conspicuous position lay two corpses that had turned into bones.

A rusty hatchet was found stuck in the skull of one of the skeletons.

After a simple search, a Japanese long sword was found near the skeleton.

Both of them had heard the legend of Hirimaru in Neon, so they didn't hesitate to touch it directly with their hands.

"I guess this should be it... What do you think? As a swordsman, do you want to try to challenge it?" Feng Shayan said to Fu Rong.

"I'm not stupid. I know exactly how much I'm capable of! Sister Feng, please just go ahead and liberate it!"

"Don't you want to become stronger? This doesn't even reflect your abilities!"

"Becoming stronger isn't the goal; it's a means to an end. As long as I can stay by his side unscathed, the process doesn't matter!"

"I can't tell you're so worried about yourself. How can you show up by his side unscathed and unharmed? How can that reflect your dedication?"

"I'm not that superficial woman. He'd be heartbroken if I showed up next to him covered in bruises!"

"I'm sick! Just wait, I'll send this kind of disgusting words to him when I get the chance. No, I'll send it to everyone in the alien community..."

"...Then you must do what you say!"

"I even sent it to your family group!"

“…Sister, I was wrong!”

Although the two of them were fooling around, they did not forget to do their business. Feng Shayan used the spirit-binding and general-sending technique and shouted, "Come!"

The silent demon sword on the ground began to tremble slightly.

The sand martin increased its intensity and called twice more, "Come quickly!"

A strange black air emerged from the demon sword and was sucked into her mobile phone.

As the thought came to mind, a cute image of Sadako popped up, and a progress bar below moved slowly.

"It's quite large. I guess quite a few people's souls are locked in the demon sword. Once they're all analyzed and the others are released, I'll completely format the sword spirit and give it to you to use!"

As they spoke, the samurai swords at their feet, which had gleamed with cold light after so many years, suddenly rusted and turned into dust.