Shine on the lonely shadow, should pity the moonlight cold.
The moon hung high in the sky. The moonlight poured down and shone on a lonely grave. The withered branches and leaves of an old tree next to the lonely grave drooped weakly. A gentle breeze blew through the treetops, and the leaves made a series of sounds, as if they were the whispers of lonely ghosts.
Under the faint moonlight, a young woman was sitting in front of a lonely grave. She was dressed in white and was silent for a long time. She seemed a little desolate. There was also a sinister aura emanating from her body that made people shudder.
She had always been like this, staring at the lonely grave in a daze, like a frozen stone statue.
A long time passed.
Roar!
She suddenly shouted loudly, like a wild beast roaring, shaking the world. Even the withered tree beside her could not help but tremble slightly. With a roar, she pulled out a sword from the scabbard. The sword light was cold and bright, illuminating her face. The cold air carried killing intent, and in an instant, the world was filled with killing intent!
The young woman looked at the longsword in her hand, but her eyes became much gentler, as if she was looking at her lover, staring at the longsword in a daze. She let out a long sigh, then gently stroked the sword in her hand, wiping away the dust on it. Her hand was gentle, like a mother stroking her child's head.
After gently wiping off the dust, the sword gleamed brightly. It was obvious that it had been sharpened thousands of times. The sword light came straight at him. The domineering aura was not restrained at all. The killing intent spread from the tip of the sword. It was sharp and unstoppable, making people shudder.
What a good sword!
The stone tablet was covered in moss, and the surroundings were overgrown with weeds, rocks, yellow sand, and broken tablets. It must have been a long time since anyone had come here. The young woman sighed and said,""Ten years!" Her sigh was filled with reminiscence and helplessness. Presumably, the person in the grave was her loved one. The world had changed, how much helplessness was there?
The moon gently shone, illuminating everything in time. The moon was the fairest. No matter if you were a king or a general, a famous hero, a commoner, or a rookie who had just entered Jianghu, it would gently caress you like a gentle hand, helping every sad and melancholic person to heal the scars in their hearts. Under the cold moonlight, he could vaguely see a line of words carved deeply on the stone tablet: " Zhang Yutang's tomb…His wife Huang Yumei was erected." The words were carved into the stone tablet, each stroke neat and tidy.
Huang Yumei saw that the words she had carved were still clear and could not help but sigh. The words on the stone tablet were still there, but that year…that majestic and heroic husband of hers would never come back. Now that he was all alone, drifting in the martial world, how many lonely and helpless nights had he quietly spent alone?
Her delicate and delicate face had been covered by a thick coldness for a long time, and it was already filled with killing intent. Her haggard and obvious face was sometimes filled with love and sometimes hatred. Her pearly white teeth gently bit her lower lip. Her originally rosy lips were slightly pale due to the excessive force, and they were almost transparent.
Ten years, ten years. How many decades were there in one's life? Thinking of this, she thought that in order to avenge her husband, she had secretly endured the pain and had practiced hard in the desolate valley for ten years. Finally, she had mastered a set of peerless sword techniques. She had named this sword technique "Bloodthirsty Demon Sword". This was originally a cruel and bloody name, but when paired with such a refined and gentle woman, it seemed somewhat out of place.
She used to be a cultured woman, but after her husband died, she seemed to have changed into a different person. She used to love to laugh and make a fuss, but she only practiced her sword all day long…She practiced her sword so desperately just to avenge her husband. She said,"After avenging Jade Hall, I will commit suicide." I want to accompany him forever." That day when she fell into the deep valley and saw this sword technique, she was like a demon. She did not think about eating or drinking and stared at the stone wall in a daze all day.
However, this sword technique was extremely spiritual. How could ordinary people easily understand it? Legend had it that this was created by an otherworldly expert to deal with the sword style of the "Demon Sword Sect." Huang Yumei was originally from the Demon Sword Sect. Later on, she betrayed the sect with her husband and wandered the Jianghu together. She had long known the sword techniques of the Demon Sword Sect. However, ever since she saw this sword art, her confidence in the sword art of the Devil Sword Sect seemed to have been shattered. For a moment, she felt that the sword art of the Devil Sword Sect seemed to be the lowest level and childish sword art in the world. As long as she mastered this strange sword art that countered the sword art of the Devil Sword Sect, even if her master came personally, he would not be her match, let alone avenge the Jade Hall.
Just like that, she practiced every day.
However, there was one part of this sword technique that was extremely mysterious and she could not understand it no matter how hard she thought about it. According to his own intentions, he might as well make up a few moves. From then on, whenever she encountered something that didn't work, she would make up a few moves like this. Ever since her husband died, she was filled with hatred and dissatisfaction towards the world. When she wielded her sword, the sword light was cold, as if she wanted to vent all the injustice that people had done to her.
The inner force of the Demon Sword Sect was unique, and it was called the Great Demon World. Huang Yumei and Zhang Yutang betrayed the sect and did not receive the complete inner force cultivation method from their master. However, she was determined at this time and actually explored it herself. She thought of the missing parts of the inner force cultivation method and filled them up one by one. She was actually practicing happily.
However, she wasn't a genius. Although she studied hard, she still didn't have enough inner energy to fully understand this strange and changing sword technique. She gritted her teeth and went deep into the barren land under the cliff to find Lingzhi, snake gall, and other things to consume to increase her inner energy. In addition, the Yin Qi in her heart was extremely strong, and she actually cultivated a body of Yin cold internal energy. Although she came from the same sect as the "Great Demon World" internal energy, they were not exactly the same.
One day, when he was practicing his sword, he saw a big rock on the side of the mountain that was an eyesore. She danced excitedly and stabbed her sword into the big rock. The granite rock was extremely hard. It had stood here for thousands of years and had not changed since ancient times. However, she didn't expect that when she stabbed her sword, the sword actually sank deep into the stone. The tip of the sword touched the ground and pierced through the stone!
She knew that she had mastered martial arts, so she left the valley and came to her husband's grave. She was both happy and nervous. After all, the moment she had been looking forward to for the past ten years was finally coming.
The autumn wind was bleak and dreary, blowing her hair into a mess. Her hair fluttered in the wind and covered her eyes. She lifted her head and looked up at the sky.
The night was very, very quiet.
She gently whistled a few times, and a hissing sound was heard. A few snakes crawled out of the grass. Snakes were all red poisonous snakes with long tongues sticking out. They were extremely terrifying. If ordinary people saw them, they would probably be scared out of their wits. Huang Yumei, on the other hand, was calm and composed. She looked as if she was used to it and was used to it. It was obvious that she was already extremely familiar with it. If one didn't see it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe that this delicate and delicate looking young woman was actually associated with such a poisonous creature.
She and her husband had trained snakes for many years, and their training techniques were naturally perfect. Although he had been obsessed with practicing the sword for the past few years, he had not forgotten how to train the snake. On the contrary, because his internal energy had become more profound, he seemed to have made more progress.
She took out something that looked like a mosquito coil and lit it gently. A faint fragrance wafted into the air, filling the air under the night sky.
The delicious smell attracted these poor animals to rush over. Did they know what was waiting for them?
Soon, centipedes, scorpions, and other poisonous insects approached from all directions. The venomous snake quickly stuck out its tongue and enjoyed this easy meal. It devoured the poisonous insects like a tornado. Huang Yumei looked at this bloodthirsty scene, but there was no sympathy on her face. She only smiled coldly. The world treated her unfairly, and she wanted to vent this injustice on all living things!
After the poisonous snake was done eating, Huang Yumei's jade-like hands flew out. Her palm was like the wind, how could the snake dodge it? Huang Yumei immediately grabbed the snake's seven inches. She gently massaged it a few times, and the poisonous snake obediently spat out its venom. She pressed down on it several times until the poisonous snake spat out all the venom. After the poisonous snake spat out the venom, its entire body twitched as if it was going to die. However, Huang Yumei's face did not have a trace of pity, as if she was all too familiar with this kind of thing.
She slowly wiped the venom on the sword and muttered,""Jade Hall, in a few days. I will use your sword to avenge you.”These words were filled with resentment, but also tenderness. This sword belonged to her deceased husband. No wonder she had been carrying it with her all these years. It turned out that she had already regarded this sword as the incarnation of her husband. When the sword was with him, it was as if Zhang Yutang's broad and powerful shoulders were beside him. Even if the sky fell, she was not afraid.
That's right! Even if the sky fell, she was not afraid. She said to herself.
……
But now, he…The tall and imposing figure had already left, leaving only the bones in the tomb. His bones were ghastly, and even his body temperature from before had turned cold. He had gone far away, and in the long river of time, he was gradually disappearing.
Revenge!
The anger of revenge in her heart was ignited again. The fire was burning fiercely, burning her heart.
The poisonous snake's venom emitted a deathly aura, slowly dispersing in the night sky.
However, she was not in a hurry. She wiped the venom of several poisonous snakes on the sword one by one. The sword was glowing coldly like a pair of manic eyes, and bloodthirsty shadows lingered around it. Huang Yumei thought to herself,"No matter how good your martial arts are, as long as you come into contact with it, you'll die a horrible death from the snake venom." Jade Hall! Jade Hall! I'm going to use this sword of yours to avenge you.
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