Late at night, Xingwu left Yulang City and rushed to Wangliang Mountain.
As a swordsman, he walked at night as fast as a flying horse, unaffected by the darkness of the night.
In other words, they, the swordsmen from the Gangliang Mountains, are more accustomed to the night. Walking in the dark becomes more routine. Even during the day, he would feel too bright and shrinking, but at night, because of the darkness, he felt full of security.
Although he looked calm at this time, his frown made him worried, and he was obviously still remembering all the things that happened during the day. At this time, the faces of two people flashed alternately in his mind - the master, and the chief steward.
These two people are both strong men who can control his destiny, and they are existences that he cannot resist.
If you can't disobey, just obey.
Xingwu is a man of his heart. He has lived like this for thirty years of his life. A person like him can actually live peacefully in a place like Mengliang Mountain until now. This shows that his choice still makes some sense.
But today he has realized that this kind of blind obedience can no longer solve the problem at hand. His two masters and the general manager are divided. The conflict is imminent. I am afraid he can only obey one side.
Which side should you obey?
This may be a decision related to his fate. It was too difficult for Xingwu, a man who was not very clever and cunning, to make a decision quickly. However, he knew that once he went up the mountain to meet other swordsmen and spoke, he would have to make a choice. This cannot be delayed. Even if you make the wrong decision, it is better than wavering.
So who to choose?
With Xingwu's go-with-the-flow temperament, he instinctively wants to choose the stronger side. After all, it’s all about dependence. It’s better to depend on the strong.
But he couldn't see who would win. During the short meeting with the new owner in the afternoon, he felt an unprecedented power and warmth from that person. He couldn't help but want to get closer and admire him, and he felt an unprecedented power from the bottom of his heart, as if ...the same as facing the sun.
Even people who live in the shadows can't help but yearn for the sun.
However, the great general manager's accumulated prestige over the years has already convinced him. Especially the "that incident" before had left a huge psychological shadow on him, making him shudder when he thought of the chief manager.
Both of them were so powerful, beyond his imagination, that it was really hard for Kogo to bet on who would win.
So if you put aside strength and weakness and just ask yourself who you want to follow?
Whether true or false, these two people had made promises to him. One promises that you can embrace the original world to your heart's content, and the other promises to take you to a new world.
Kogo asked himself: If you could really choose freely, would you like to stay in the original world or go to a new world?
"I am indeed as timid as a mouse." Xingwu laughed at himself, "The new world is too far away and I don't dare to go. I'd better stay in the old world..."
Suddenly, Xingwu felt a warning sign in his heart. In an instant, his whole body went limp. His body suddenly turned into water and fell down. He slipped away like a ball, avoiding a sneak attack by a sword light.
That was an almost fatal sneak attack without warning!
The sword light pierced the air at first, and then it seemed to be elastic, and it was thrown back directly, like a soft paper roll, it was thrown in front of Xing Wu and stabbed straight again. But Xingwu's body was also weird and powerful. He was spinning around on the bare Gobi rocky beach, and in an instant he got out between the gap between two big rocks.
Tsk—boom!
The turning sword light finally penetrated the boulder, and the boulder like a small mountain collapsed.
Xingwu had already stood up on the rock, escaped from the assassination range and calmly drew his sword.
"Curling Thorn! Sword Controlling Technique!"
Xingwu had just recognized it, this was the sword-controlling technique unique to Zongliang Mountain!
The people who assassinated him were people from Gangliang Mountain!
Xingwu sneered. Although he was weak towards the master who controlled his destiny, he was also the real swordsman of the two mountains. How could a half-man and half-ghost crawling out of the darkness film fighting and killing people?
As for the reason for the sneak attack in the dark, there is no need to ask. Do the people in the two mountains need a reason to fight each other? Maybe it's the robber waiting in front of the mountain to kill someone?
In the certain god's world, a bead rolled down in front of Xingwu's sword blade, like a drop of blood naturally falling after a killing.
Sword Elephant - Coming.
He looked towards where the boulder collapsed, where his enemy should have come out.
The smoke and dust were half gone, and in the night, a man slowly walked out with a sword.
Xing Wu originally looked calm, but when he saw the man's appearance, his expression suddenly changed, and he lost his voice and said: "You... you are..."
The man in the smoke was young and looked familiar. Xingwu couldn't pronounce his name, but he knew who he was——
He is the swordsman brought by the new owner, his surname is Fang or something. I had invited him to have a drink and chat together before. Although the two of them didn't have a heart-to-heart relationship, they were at least polite and exchanged glasses. Didn't you expect that someone would kill you in an instant?
Did the master send him here?
Although it seems that the master wants to kill him and does not need to send a killer, the facts are there. If you don’t believe it if you see it with your own eyes, what is the point of finding loopholes in logic to deny it?
Are all the promises made by the master false? He just wants his own life?
For a moment, Xingwu wanted to give up on himself.
But it was only for a moment. To be able to live to such a large age in Mengliang Mountain, his desire to survive should not be underestimated! His sword was like water droplets sliding on the blade, shining like pearls.
The opponent held a sword, and the sword light split and rolled over from several directions. The trajectory of each sword light is like a paper roll, it does not follow a straight line, it has a special arc and toughness, and there is also the weird acceleration of the paper roll being "thrown out".
"Another curling stab?" Xing Wu backhanded his sword, and the sword image dispersed in the light, turning into countless mist and spreading in the air——
In the darkness, the water mist was so thin that it was almost invisible. It was far less bright than the sword light, but in the darkness I could only hear the sound of chi chi chi, and the sword light was like a moth-eaten rag. Thousands of holes then disappeared completely.
At the same time, Kogo's body softened again, turning into water and almost dispersing in the air.
In fact, his body did not disappear, it was just invisible in the mist. Once the sword elephant disperses, countless water vapor will be his protective color. Wearing a virtual disguise, he rushed toward the opponent at extremely fast speeds, and the sound of "chichichi" even covered up his voice.
As he approached the man, Kogo stretched out his hand, and countless water droplets turned into cones and shot towards him——
Tsk tsk tsk!
There was another soft sound, which was the sound of sword light hitting. However, in Xingwu's ears, it was an extremely ominous sound!
No, the sound is wrong!
That's not the sound of piercing the human body!
Xingwu also reacted extremely quickly. His body became transparent again and became even thinner in the mist, almost actually melting into the mist.
However, it's too late!
I saw everything in front of me, and countless sword lights rose from the ground!
No, it’s paper!
The pure white paper came out from the cracks in the stone. The paper could be drilled out from any crack, and then the sharp edge of the paper was poked into Xing Wu's body.
Did it hit the mark?
Xingwu was very calm, and his body continued to disintegrate, sinking like a puddle of water.
In this state, he can be immune to cutting damage and even almost all physical damage, and is always successful.
However, those white papers did not cut towards him at all, but turned abruptly around him, turning into countless ribbons and wrapping them into a big ball, wrapping Xingwu and every drop of water around him tightly in the paper. Inside the ball.
Plop——
A tight paper ball fell to the ground. Not a drop of water leaked out.
"Got you."
Just listen to someone say.
Xingwu was locked in the paper ball, and his voice was vague, but he didn't need to hear it so clearly to recognize it, so he just said: "Twelve, is that you?"
There was a moment of silence outside, and then he finally said: "Ha, you recognized it."
Xingwu sighed and said, "I should have recognized him a long time ago."
Xing Twelve’s sword looks like paper, he already knew that.
He knew it, but he didn't recognize it all at once. One is that he and Xing Twelve are not that familiar, at least they have not played against each other. At least in Changfa Manor, swordsmen have no time to kill each other. Furthermore, Xing Twelve played a trick. He first used the sword-controlling technique unique to Zongliang Mountain to make a sneak attack, and then used the sword-like "paper roll" to imitate the sword-controlling technique. Taking advantage of the similarity between the two, he finally came to his senses. The true form of the Paper Sword Elephant caught him off guard.
Of course, the most important thing was that he came out as Fang Weiran, which made Xing Wu lose his mind and didn't notice this subtle difference. This is his weakness, and he has nothing to say if he loses.
"The chief manager asked you to come, right? The swordsmanship of the swordsman you pretended to be next to the master should be the swordsmanship of Koushi's Reverse Scale Sword. The less people want to see something, the more they will see something and see what they resist in their hearts. Kosi After being killed by the Grand Steward, all the magic weapons are naturally in the Grand Steward’s hands.”
Xing Twelve didn't know what he was doing outside the paper ball, so he made a small voice and said coldly: "Shouldn't he kill you? Facing swordsmanship, the last thing you want to see is that the young master wants to kill you - why not the chief manager? It seems that your heart has already belonged to the young master? It has only been a day, but you have changed the family, and you are not as loyal as Sister Yao. Why don't you kill a traitor like you?"
Xingwu sighed and said: "If what I just saw was the chief manager, wouldn't you kill me?"
Fortunately, Twelve had a meal and was silent for a while.
Xingwu sighed: "It's not that I want to see the chief executive kill me. I just think it's not surprising that the chief executive wants to kill anyone. Killing me is also acceptable. I just didn't expect that you alone would dare to kill me." I...actually fell into your hands."
Xing Twelve smiled and said: "That's because the chief manager pointed it out to me. He said that you are a coward and are afraid of getting hurt on the battlefield. When you encounter a little difficulty, you just want to use your ability to survive and get yourself into trouble. Passive. It is not easy to hurt you directly like this, but it is too easy to trap you, and you will cooperate. Furthermore, just tell me how to defeat you."
He suddenly laughed and said: "Are you delaying time by talking to me so much? Are you thinking that you are water and I am paper, and you can come out after getting a little wet? I saw it, paper The ball is very wet. Maybe a lot of water has accumulated in the ball, right? But this is what I want, and I am waiting for you to release the water when I talk to you. Don’t you feel... getting hotter and hotter? "
(End of chapter)
