Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Kenshin

Wu Chengye stood on the top of this abyss in fear. He would never know why he was looking for him, but he knew that his life was not long! He looked at Zhuo Wangsun who was standing proudly opposite him with some timidity, he didn't even dare to make a move, and he didn't even dare to run away.In Zhuo Wangsun's hand was an iron sword weighing thirty-three catties. Wu Chengye knew that this sword was called Xiaoyang Sword, and it was the sword of his best brother, Chen Musong. Knowing that Zhuo Wangsun's habit is to kill famous people with famous swords, he couldn't help laughing at himself: It turns out that the gangsters they collectively call Songlin Shuangyi are still celebrities in the eyes of Pavilion Master Huayin.

Zhuo Wangsun's eyes were very indifferent, as if he only saw the distant white clouds in his eyes.His words were also very light: "The owner of the Xiaoyang Sword is your best friend, but he never knew that you were the one who joined forces with Lianyun and Shuanghu to plot against him back then. That's why I took the Xiaoyang Sword come to kill you." As soon as these words came out, Wu Chengye's face turned ashamed.No fourth person knew about this incident. He killed Lianyun Shuanghu not long after this incident happened. How could he know about it?He raised his head in horror, but saw Zhuo Wangsun's cold eyes.

Those were the eyes that were so empty, those were the eyes that stood out from the world, those were the eyes that were far and wide, Wu Chengye's remaining fighting spirit all disappeared, he suddenly turned around and jumped off the cliff! He would rather fall to pieces than face this person who no longer has any feelings for him! But the sword light burst into the sky at this moment. The sword light wasn't strong, but it brought wind, which filled the entire mountaintop in an instant, and then swayed out leisurely.The sky and the earth are boundless, and the body is like dust, this sword suddenly turned into a furnace of heaven and earth, completely enveloping Wu Chengye.Wu Chengye let out a loud cry in fear, and at the moment of his cry, his feet were cut off from his body out of thin air, then his legs, his waist, his body, his neck, and finally his head.His body was severed piece by piece, accompanied by the scream of fear.

The wind didn't stop, Xiaoyang sword fell down the cliff with Wu Chengye's scattered corpses, and never won Zhuo Wangsun's attention.Because he knew that this iron sword would pierce Wu Chengye's body neatly in the air again, and then nail it to the bottom of the cliff.This is his martial arts, his swordsmanship, without any doubt. Then, Zhuo Wangsun raised his eyes and fixed on another person. If it weren't for his gaze, no one would have noticed the existence of this man. He is not ordinary, his appearance is very strange, his demeanor is very arrogant, he is a person who can't be ignored, but once he is placed between the sky and the earth, he seems to have merged with this cloud and this wind One, no longer separate from each other.

His strangeness is the strangeness of mountains, pine and rocks; his arrogance is the arrogance of white clouds and blue sky, which has become ordinary. Now, Zhuo Wangsun's eyes stopped on him. Although his martial arts are insignificant, everyone in the world knows that Zhong Shizi, the number one swordsmith, can not only forge the best sword in the world, but also appraise the most subtle sword technique in the world.Zhuo Wangsun naturally brought him because of his vision, to watch him kill. Zhong Shizi closed his eyes slowly, his expression was a little sad: "Ten years ago, I had seen the sword technique of the pavilion master."

Zhuo Wangsun did not speak, because he knew that Zhong Shizi would definitely continue. "At that time, the most powerful sect was the Tianluo Sect. I was obsessed with swords, so I sneaked into the West Kunlun Mountain of the Tianluo Sect's main altar, hoping to peek at the swordsmanship of the Tianluo Sect Master. Because I have always believed that only the master Only the strongest swordsmanship can produce the best swordsmanship, but I never expected that I would see a swordsmanship that I never imagined..." He raised his head, immersed in that memory, and murmured: "That swordsmanship is not something that humans can use. There are so many masters of the Tianluo Sect, but they are all frustrated by this swordsmanship. Even the leader can't avoid it." When I was shocked, I rushed up desperately and asked him what kind of sword technique it was. He smiled slightly and told me that it was the Sword Heart Art. The heart is the sword, and what you cultivate is the heart of the sword. When I heard it, I was in a daze, because I love the sword and become addicted, but I never thought that the sword can be the heart. His words made me feel I have gained a deep understanding of the way of forging swords, and since then I no longer forge swords with fire, but with heart and blood."

He stared at Zhuo Wangsun: "Your sword is invincible in the world, because you also have the heart of the sword." Zhuo Wangsun showed a trace of sarcasm: "But I have never practiced sword heart." Zhong Shizi smiled slightly, and his smile was full of desolation: "The important ways in the world lead to the same goal by different routes. After cultivation to the extreme, they are all the same. With the talent of the sky, Yu Zhangkong clearly explained the important ways in the sword. Come out, the pavilion master is just able to do it without saying anything. He looked directly into Zhuo Wangsun's eyes, and his voice suddenly sank: "Treasure that person, not everyone can find their own sword heart."

Zhuo Wangsun's water-like eyes couldn't help a ripple: "You mean, my sword heart is because of one person?" Zhong Shizi stopped looking at him, and walked slowly down the mountain: "My younger brother has always wanted to surpass me and become the first person to make swords, but he never knew that when I forged a sword after I was heartbroken, I forged a sword. The sharp blade of the magic weapon is my feelings... the sword is ruthless, but the human being has emotion, which sword swung by a master is not the result of emotion?" His figure was hidden by the surrounding mountains, and he was engulfed in the heaven and earth. Zhuo Wangsun suddenly felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

You have an invincible swordsmanship, but she is your sword heart. So how strong is your swordsmanship? How much can you control such an invincible swordsmanship? For the first time, Zhuo Wangsun, who ruled the world, felt a bit of coldness, and at the same time, his anger burst out uncontrollably. He is the king of the world, and he will never allow anyone to shake his sword and majesty. His sword heart must be himself and not belong to anyone! Who, who is it, quietly shook his majesty? The water-like light red, like the morning glow hanging from the sky, appeared in his eyes. He knew that if it wasn't Bu Xiaoluan who was lingering in his heart, then it must be her.

It must be her. Suddenly there was a surprise in his heart, since when did he start to miss her?Didn't she always follow him and never depart from him?Didn't he always come to her as soon as he beckoned, and go away as soon as he waved?Didn't he control everything about her, just like everyone else? Could it be that she is not only, just, one of those tens of millions of people? Zhuo Wangsun asked himself this for the first time. This is really like a carefully fabricated lie, Zhuo Wangsun should have sneered, but he found that he couldn't laugh. Because, he came to kill Wu Chengye just to prove this point.

Wu Qingfeng may lie to himself, but Zhong Shizi will not lie to himself, the sword in his hand will not lie to himself, and more importantly, his heart will not lie to himself. Perhaps in this world, what he needs to protect is not just Bu Xiaoluan, but another person whom he has been deliberately ignoring. Perhaps, he had a vague premonition that if he didn't intentionally ignore and alienate her, sooner or later his heart would be bound by her tenderness? Your sword is invincible in the world, but your sword heart is another person. That woman who looked like a red lotus in the water, calm and indifferent to the world, quietly changed everything... When the cold wind from the mountains came, Zhuo Wangsun suddenly woke up. He would never allow such a thing to happen! His sword is only his and will never belong to anyone!Jianxin may really be the highest level of swords, but Zhuo Wangsun will never reach it with the help of others! Slowly, he smiled.He has made a decision in his mind.He will face all the tenderness or cruelty, and he will prove to his heart, his sword——only he is the real king who controls all these things. He has to manipulate all of these, every point, every change is his Zhuo Wangsun's consciousness, and no adulteration is allowed.Because only in this way can he protect everything he wants to protect. As for that watery red... On the seventh day, Zhuo Wangsun made a decision in his heart. In these seven days, I will love you deeply and give you a gift every day. Every gift is my heart and my blood.Within seven days, I will show you all my affection, guard all your wishes, and give you my heart full of love. But at the end of the seven days, my love will also end together. At that time, I will give you the last gift, which is your death. Life and death, love and love, must not affect Zhuo Wangsun, because he is the king who can only control everything but cannot be controlled by anything. The faint lotus blooms silently, and the faint water flows gracefully, setting off the faint face of Acacia.She stood by the water like this, time passed by her, but it didn't affect her in any way. Zhuo Wangsun walked towards her slowly, with a killing intent that only he could understand flashed in his eyes.The killing intent was also fleeting, because he didn't want to kill Xiangsi now. He had to prove to his heart and his sword that this woman would not let him care about him, and then he would kill her. How can the king be nostalgic for everything in this world? Wu Qingfeng, Zhong Shizi, Jianxin Jue, everything is the rules of the world and cannot affect him.The best way to prove that his heart belongs only to himself is to immerse himself deeply in lovesick love first. Then, he pulled Xiao Ran out without any contamination. His feelings, his swordsmanship, everything about him belonged only to him, and no one could share them with him.Then, he has the power to protect. Zhuo Wangsun stretched out his hand and held Acacia's hand. Acacia's heart trembled suddenly - this is the first time he took the initiative to shake my hand in so many years, right? Zhuo Wangsun's heart also had faint ripples. Is this the first time I've held her hand like this for so many years?Acacia's hands are a little cold, like lotus petals in water, if held for too long, they will melt away, leaving only a pool of pink. Zhuo Wangsun stared at her, he wanted to see clearly this woman whom Zhong Shizi called his Jianxin. Is this the only woman who dares to charge against him under his majesty?Is it this woman whose heart is always full of unnecessary kindness and who wants to protect this and that? At the end of the sea and the sky, in the formation of mandalas, on the top of the snowy land, Zhuo Wangsun suddenly realized that a large part of his life had been accompanied by this woman. This thought once again severely impacted Zhuo Wangsun's killing intent. His life has such a large part of memory, which has left the mark of this woman! He closed his eyes suddenly, and turned the killing intent rising in his heart into a faint smile: "Let's go for a walk!"