It was a little fragrant.
Helan Zhixuan held a jug of wine and the Night Sword in both hands as he charged into a forest on Mount Kunlun. He was already drunk, so he pulled out his sword. The bright moonlight shone on him, and red light flashed. He lightly danced with his sword, and his steps swayed, but it made his sword posture even more exquisite. He would occasionally stop his sword, drink a mouthful of wine, and then continue dancing.
The forest was very dark, but with the faint moonlight, they could still see.
He Lan danced his sword to his heart's content. The forest echoed with his occasional arrogant laughter as he chanted,""I want to find a quiet place to avoid my worries, and my worries will follow me back to peace. The source of the bright moon is uncertain, and it is free to be like the bright moon.”
For a moment, he began to miss the carefree days in Begonia Garden. After being adopted by Gu Shixuan, he had obtained world-shocking martial arts, the power to control other people's lives, and the talent of the world…
He gained a lot, but he also lost a lot. His personality was eccentric, and even he found it difficult to accept it. He was like a lone goose that had left the group, wandering among the white clouds. He could not find his direction in life, and his survival was like a walking corpse.
The ingenious sword posture suddenly stopped. He sensed that someone was hiding somewhere and watching his actions. Helan Zhixuan threw the wine pot down like a madman."Pa", the wine pot shattered.
Helan Zhixuan waved her sword wildly in all directions and shouted,"Who are you? Come out! Who is it?"
A green ribbon came at her, and Helan Zhixuan dodged the attack of the ribbon. He grabbed the green ribbon with one hand and pulled it with force. A masked girl dressed in elegant black hair was forcefully pulled over from the other end of the green ribbon.
She fell into He Lan's arms. He Lan Zhi Xuan forcefully pressed the girl against the tree trunk beside her with one hand, and held Bi Ye horizontally with the other hand, pointing the sword at her neck.
Helan Zhixuan opened her eyes slightly in her drunkenness and met a pair of mesmerizing eyes.
A fairy? Her beautiful eyes were intoxicating. Helan Zhixuan let go of the Bi Ye sword. The sword fell to the ground and flashed red.
He reached out and wanted to remove her veil. She did not resist. Instead, the corners of her mouth curled up.
His veil was pulled off, and her face made him lose himself even more. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was elegant and elegant, as white as snow. There was almost no flaw on her face, and she was as cold as a proud flower on a snowy mountain. However, despite her refreshing appearance, she could not hide her amorous charm. There was a hint of evilness at the corner of her mouth, like the double embodiment of a fairy and a demon fox.
At this moment, because she was drunk and delirious, she felt that she had just used up the last bit of strength in her body. Helan Zhixuan's entire body slowly slid down weakly.
She hugged Helan Zhixuan, who was leaning down, and asked gently,"Who are you?" Her voice was like a zither. She was just a passerby. She met him as he danced with the sword and was fascinated by his elegant sword posture. She watched from afar and was unwilling to leave. At this moment, she was even more mesmerized by his gentle smile.
Helan Zhixuan was in a semi-conscious state. She fell into her arms and asked in a daze,"Who are you?"
"Yin Xianyin."
Helan Zhixuan vaguely heard a pleasant voice,""The stones are like jade, and the pines are like jade. There is no other beauty in the world." He had almost lost consciousness, but he could vaguely feel a soft, slender hand caressing his cheek.
Vaguely, his lips seemed to have met a soft and refreshing fragrance, beautiful and moving.
That night, he had a dream. In the dream, there was a beautiful figure in white.
Red, white, green, who was his destiny?
The next morning, Helan Zhixuan woke up. He found himself lying under a big tree and vaguely remembered that he had a wonderful dream last night. In the dream, there was a beautiful woman in green.
He wanted to get up, but he realized that he was holding a strand of long black hair in his hand. It turned out that last night was not a dream. He picked up the Night Sword and stood up. A name suddenly came to his mind and he blurted out,""Yin Xianyin."
He didn't know how he came to this forest last night. He was anxious about how to go back. The first Sword Technique Conference should be starting soon.
"Helan Zhixuan."
It was a familiar voice. He turned around and saw Ji Qingxi and Lu Xiao.
Ji Qingxi's expression was extremely uncomfortable as she asked impatiently,""Why didn't you see anyone all night?"
"How did you know I was here?"”
"Someone saw you here last night."”
Helan Zhixuan thought of the beauty from last night and asked,"Who is it?"
Lu Xiao rubbed his forehead and said,"It seems to be someone from the Dark Silk Palace."”
" Alright," Ji Qingxi said stiffly." The Sword Technique Conference is about to start. Let's get down to business first."”He didn't have the leisure to explain those meaningless things to Helan Zhixuan with Lu Xiao.
Zhao Shizhe was setting up the venue for the sword duel. The guests were seated around the sides, and a large open space in the middle was the sword duel arena. Everything was ready.
"Senior Shizhe, almost everyone is here.”Zhen Yi, who was beside Zhao Shizhe, said. Zhen Yi was Zhao Shizhe's junior sister. Although she was still young at sixteen, she had a mind that ordinary people couldn't compare to. Under her pure and lovely appearance, she hid the ability to observe and understand everything around her. She knew how to retreat and how to choose. Her complex was destined to be entangled with the two Zhao brothers.
Zhao Shizhe sneered,"I'm afraid there are still three people who haven't arrived yet."”
"You're late even for this. The Sword Technique Conference will be held in two days." Zhen Yi said unhappily. Since they were late for the first round, it must be the three newcomers. Didn't they remind them of the time?”
"They're here." Zhao Shizhe said as he walked towards them.
"I'm sorry, Young Master Zhao. I was delayed by something." Lu Xiao said politely.”
Zhao Shizhe forced a smile and said,""It's okay. The start hasn't been announced yet. Your seats are over there."
"Thank you," Lu Xiao said.
Zhao Shizhe looked at Helan Zhixuan. He was looking forward to the match.
Helan Zhixuan glanced at Zhao Shizhe, then followed Lu Xiao and Ji Qingxi back to their positions without any extra expression.
"This Helan Zhixuan and Ji Qingxi are late. They didn't even say a word.”Zhen Yi looked unhappy.
Zhao Shizhe smiled. He always had a humble and open-minded heart and was willing to forgive anyone. He said,"Forget it. The competition is about to begin.”
The three of them sat down. Helan Zhixuan and Ji Qingxi didn't want to sit together, so they sat on the left and right respectively. Lu Xiao could only squeeze in the middle and sit down. Thus, the three of them were positioned with Lu Xiao in the middle, Ji Qingxi on the left, and Helan Zhixuan on the right. Helan Zhixuan glanced to the right. From the corner of her eye, she actually found that not far away from her was the blue-clothed beauty she had vaguely seen after getting drunk last night. Other than her beauty, Helan Zhixuan still remembered her name, Yin Xianyin.
Yin Xianyin had been paying attention to Helan Zhixuan's actions. When she saw him turn his head to look at her, she smiled at Helan Zhixuan. Her smile made his heart tremble slightly. He, who had always been cold and unresponsive, also smiled and nodded to express his goodwill. Then, his eyes habitually searched for another person, the woman who looked ordinary in his eyes but always remembered. In the end, Helan Zhixuan's gaze fixed on Nun Dinghui, who was standing behind Nun Dinghui.
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