On the flat road, there were a few ordinary farmers coming and going. The forest beside the road was covered with sparse yellow leaves. Occasionally, a few crows would fly by, breaking the peaceful corner of the autumn sun.
After a while, a pair of carriages and horses slowly came from the other side of the road. The people who came were all from the government. They must be the team that was escorting the official silver.
When the soldiers arrived, they looked around vigilantly. This was the place where the Flying Bandit often appeared on the clouds.
Whoosh! Whoosh! A man in black flew out of the forest. His wanton laughter lingered in the forest. All the soldiers instantly panicked. The leading soldier drew his sword and shouted,"Everyone, pay attention. Shi Yun has appeared. You must protect the official silver.”
"You dogs, quickly put down the silver and run for your lives.”The black figure flew around them like a ray of light, and no one could see where the man in black was.
"Protecting the official silver is more important." Although the leader was panicking, he had no intention of escaping.
"Alright, interesting. Grandpa will let you see if I can take this silver today.”A black figure pounced from the forest. In an instant, a row of soldiers spat out blood and fell to the ground, dead.
He died instantly.
Everyone panicked and looked at each other, not knowing where to point their swords.
With another sound, several soldiers fell. The man in black shouted,"Do you want your lives or silver?”
"You can't take their lives, so you naturally have to keep the silver.”Meng Xiuming walked toward them under the faint setting sun.
Shi Yunshang was stunned. When he saw that the person who came was only a child in his teens, he smiled and said,"You're just a greenhorn. I want to see what ability you have to stop grandfather from taking them away.”
The two of them drew their swords at the same time. Meng Xiuming's Phoenix Feather Sword was unsheathed for the first time in Meng Xiuming's hands. Meng Qixing had told him that this sword would not return to its scabbard if it did not see blood. Then, on the clouds of time, your blood must be used as a sacrifice to this sword.
The blade flashed and the sword flashed. The sword qi swept up the fallen leaves on the ground. The two of them fought, and it was impossible to see who had the upper hand.
"Little kid, your kung fu is not bad." Shi Yunshang was very confident in his skills.
"In a moment, you will know whether you can escape my sword.”Meng Xiuming relied on his petite figure to remove Shi Yunshang's veil with a sword. Shi Yunshang turned around, but he still couldn't dodge. Meng Xiuming's sword pierced through Shi Yunshang's shoulder blade.
Shi Yunshang fell to the ground and wailed." I can't believe my reputation has been ruined by you. Who are you?"”
Meng Xiuming stood proudly and looked down at Shi Yunshang in an overbearing manner."Since you're about to die, there's no harm in telling you.”
"Red Clothed Shadow Killer, you're actually a Red Clothed Shadow Killer. Looks like I'm really old.”Shi Yunshang lay on the ground and sighed repeatedly." The sword in your hand is the Phoenix Feather Sword?”
Meng Xiu Ming wiped the blood off the sword and raised his eyebrows lightly." That's right. This sword is the Phoenix Feather Sword. You're quite knowledgeable."”
Shi Yunshang's pupils dilated as he smiled bitterly,""You're really a powerful character. Meng Qixing actually gave you the Phoenix Feather Sword. Even your master Shang Yunshi didn't get this sword until he died.”
Meng Xiuming studied the sword. His master had never been able to obtain this sword in his entire life. Why would Meng Qixing give this sword to him? Compared to Shang Yunshi, Meng Xiuming was still immature, and he did not have Shang Yunshi's status in the martial arts world. Why would Meng Qixing do this?
Meng Xiuming's hand that was holding onto the sword did not stab down for a long time. While Meng Xiuming was in a daze, Shi Yunshang knelt in front of Meng Xiuming. Tears crawled down Shi Yunshang's wrinkled old face. Shi Yunshang was not as hateful as the rumors said. He was just a pitiful old man.
Shi Yunshang sobbed." Just let me go. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a great-grandson who is less than a year old. Moreover, I'm already over sixty years old. I don't have many years left to live."”
Meng Xiuming saw that there were traces of blood on Shi Yunshang's shoulder. Presumably, he wouldn't do anything bad. Meng Xiuming was slightly shaken as he said,"You should go. Don't let me see you again.”
"Yes, yes, yes." Shi Yunshang kowtowed like he was pounding garlic. The instant Meng Xiuming blinked, Shi Yunshang counterattacked, stabbing his sword into Meng Xiuming's back." How can I leave? How can I let my glorious name be destroyed in the hands of a child like you? Even your master didn't kill me. Just you?"”
Shi Yunshang's smile was very sinister, and his old face had already been severely deformed. Meng Xiuming felt something warm flowing out of his back, and Shi Yunshang stabbed at him again. Meng Xiuming gritted his teeth and smashed Shi Yunshang's throat with his backhand. Shi Yunshang spat out a mouthful of blood and fell dead.
Meng Xiu Ming lay on the ground, his face pale and his body weak. Meng Qi Xing and Meng Jian Nan stood not far away, and no one dared to help him up. Meng Xiu Ming struggled to crawl towards Meng Qi Xing, but Meng Jian Nan wanted to go forward but was stopped by Meng Qi Xing. Meng Qi Xing said,"Shi Yunshang isn't Shang Yunshi, so why can't you do it? He had long told him not to be so merciful to his enemies, but he refused to listen.”
"Big Brother, if we don't save him, he might die." Meng Zhinan said worriedly.”
Meng Qixing's stern face made people not dare to look at him directly." Then let him die. Our Seven Stars Hall never leaves trash.”
The words 'Seven Stars Hall' fell heavily. Meng Xiuming smiled bitterly. The Seven Stars Hall's life was really as cheap as a dog. Could it be that they had just graduated and were going to die here? Back then, his master Shang Yunshi had used his life to tell him that he must not be soft-hearted when dealing with enemies. He still could not remember this bloody lesson. This was fate.
Meng Qixing and Meng Zhinan left. Meng Xiu Ming lay on the ground, his red clothes stained with blood and mud. The setting sun was like a flower blooming in hell. At the last moment before he closed his eyes, someone picked him up and said," Little Meng, wake up."”
I'm so tired. I don't have the strength to open my eyes.
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