Chapter 55 Fifty-fourth Sword Trial

"Yes." Da Nian said: "This person seems to have become particularly fond of cleanliness recently, taking cold showers several times a day." Xiaoyan suddenly smiled, as if a little mysterious: "A man does not necessarily take a cold shower for the sake of being clean." Da Nian stared and asked, "It's not for the love of cleanliness, but for what?" "You're still a child, you don't know how to understand." Xiaoyan said, "You'd better not ask too many questions about adults." She crushed the bug in her hand.He stood up, stretched his waist, and suddenly asked Danian: "Do you see anything different about him recently?"

"It seems to be a little bit." Danian blinked again: "Recently he seems to have become particularly irritable, but his energy seems to be worse than before. His eyes are always red, as if he never sleeps at night." "Did he ask me about me today?" "In the past month, whenever he saw me, the first thing he said would be to ask if I saw you?" Danian said, "Today he also said that he must see him because he has a very, very important I need to see you." He suddenly smiled: "Looking at him, it seems that if he can't see you, he will die immediately."

Xiaoyan also smiled, mysteriously and cheerfully.Danian couldn't help asking her: "Do you know what he wants from you?" "I know." Xiaoyan smiled: "Of course I know." "If you don't go, will he really die?" "Even if he doesn't die, he must be very sad." Xiaoyan smiled more happily: "I think he must have been very sad recently. Every day is getting sadder, sad as hell." She was indeed smiling happily, but no one knew why.Just when she was smiling the best, her face turned red. ——A girl's face usually turns so red only when her heart beats.

——Since she has never been tempted, why is her face so red? Danian asked again: "Do you want to see him?" "I'm going." "when to go?" "Go today." The blood on Xiaoyan's red face suddenly faded: "Go now!" She suddenly swept up the treetops and pulled a sword from a branch.When she jumped down again, her face was as pale as paper, just like the kind of mulberry paper that operators use to cover the faces of dead people. Da Nian looked at him in surprise.Because he had never seen a person's face change so much in an instant.

He has always been courageous, but now he can't help but take a few steps back.As if he was afraid that his boss would draw out his sword and stab it into his chest and throat. It was not without reason that he was afraid. Only those who want to kill will have the face his boss has now. He didn't run away just because he knew that the boss was not going to kill him.But he also never thought that his boss would kill Xiao Fang. He had always thought of them as friends, very good friends. Xiaoyan held the sword hilt tightly, looked at him coldly, and suddenly asked, "Why are your legs shaking?"

"I'm afraid." Danian said.In front of their boss, he never dared to lie. "What are you afraid of?" Xiaoyan asked again: "Afraid of me?" New Year nods. He couldn't deny it, and he didn't dare to deny it. Xiaoyan suddenly smiled, and there seemed to be a murderous look in her smile. "When did you become so afraid of me?" "Just now." "why?" "Because..." Da Nian said with a bit of chatter, "Because you looked like you were going to kill someone just now." Xiaoyan smiled again: "Doesn't it look like I'm going to kill someone now?"

Da Nian dared not speak again. Xiaoyan stared at him for a long time, then suddenly sighed: "You go. You'd better go quickly, the farther you go, the better." Before she could finish her sentence, Da Nian had already run away. He doesn't run fast.Because his legs were already weak, and even his crotch was soaked. Because he suddenly had a strange and terrifying feeling. He suddenly realized that their boss might really draw out his sword and kill him at that moment just now. It wasn't until after Da Nian ran far away that Xiaoyan slowly let go of her sword-holding hand.

Her palms were also wet, and she squeezed wet hands full of cold sweat. Because she also knew that at that moment just now, no matter who stood in front of her, she might be assassinated by her sword. She practiced swordsmanship that was meant to kill people. In recent days, she has always had the urge to kill someone.Especially at that moment just now, the murderous intent and murderous aura in her heart had penetrated to Jianfeng. She knew that her swordsmanship had already been practiced.Xiao Fang's swordsmanship has undoubtedly been mastered. Because they all have the same agitation and the same impulse.

noon. Xiaoyan did not look for Xiaofang. Her sword is still in its sheath, and her men are at the top of the mountain. This is a barren mountain that no one has ever climbed, and there is no way to reach the top of the mountain. Behind a primitive dense forest, on a quiet hillside, there is a pool of clear spring, which is the source of the spring water behind the small square house. Xiaoyan often comes here. Only this place belongs to her completely.Only here can she act and think freely.Whatever she does, whatever she wants, no one will bother her. She was sure no one had ever been here but her.

It is already autumn.Although the sun-bathed spring water is a little warm, it is still very cold.She stretched out one foot, and her whole body would shiver slightly from the cold, from the soles of her feet to the bottom of her heart, as if being pinched by a ruthless lover. She likes this feeling. There is a rock in the dense forest, and a bundle is hidden under the rock.She hid it there for a long time, and she just took it out now. In the baggage are her clothes, from the underwear to the outer underwear are complete.Each piece is brand new and made of pure silk.Soft and gentle, like a girl's skin.

It was like her own skin. She took out the clothes from the bundle one by one, spread them out one by one on a stone beside the pool that had been washed with water, and pressed them down with her sword. Then she took off the clothes on her body and untied the cloth scarf tied tightly around her chest.Jumping naked into the pool of warm and cold spring water, it was as if suddenly being hugged tightly by a passionate and ruthless lover. Immediately her chest tightened, her legs tensed immediately. She likes this feeling. She closed her eyes and stroked herself.Only she herself knows what a mature woman she has become. The spring water flows down from here to the back of Xiaofang's wooden house. She suddenly thought that Xiao Fang might also use this spring water to wash herself now. Suddenly, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, which stimulated from the bottom of her heart to the bottom of her feet. afternoon. Xiao Fang jumped up from the spring water behind his wooden house dripping wet, letting the chilly autumn wind dry him out. In his youth he had often used this method of curbing his passions, and it was usually effective. But now, after he was completely dry and cold, his heart was still burning. ——Is it because he has practiced Duguchi's swordsmanship, so he has become like Duguchi.Every once in a while, if you don't kill people, you can't vent your energy. He hadn't given it much thought. He didn't dare to think about it. Putting on only a pair of calf-nosed trousers, he raised his sword and rushed into Fenglin where he practiced swords. This maple forest is also like the maple forest in front of the mountain, the leaves are all red.Red as fire. Red as blood. Xiao Fang drew his sword, and the "magic eye" on the sword seemed to be staring at him, as if he had seen through his heart, seeing the evil thoughts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time but had been suppressed all the time. ——This is the most primitive sin of human beings.You can control it, but you cannot destroy it. Xiao Fang stabbed out with a sword, and it was a tree. Not even a single leaf fell from the tree that was about to fall.But his blade had pierced into the tree trunk. If the tree had a heart, it would undoubtedly have been pierced by this sword. If he stabbed a person, this sword is undoubtedly a fatal sword! His hand was still clenched on the hilt of the sword, and the veins on the back of his hand were protruding like poisonous snakes. ——Is there a poisonous snake hovering in his heart? Before he could draw his sword, he heard someone clapping his hands.He turned his head and saw Qi Xiaoyan. Xiaoyan leaned against a tree behind him.The sunlight leaking from the treetops just hit her face. "Congratulations." She said, "You have mastered your sword skills." Xiao Fang turned around slowly and looked at her. Her face was bright and refreshing, and the clothes she was wearing were as close as skin to her firm chest and soft waist. He didn't want to look at her that way, but he had seen something he shouldn't have seen. A strange expression suddenly appeared in his eyes, and even his breathing became thicker.After a long time, I asked, "What about you? Have you mastered your sword skills?" Xiaoyan didn't avoid his gaze, nor did she avoid the question. "Yes." She said, "My swordsmanship can also be regarded as mastered, because you have nothing to teach me." Not only was her answer straightforward, but she also spoke absolutely. Xiao Fang tried his best not to let himself see those places that a woman should not let a man see. "I see what you mean," he said. "Do you understand?" she asked him, "What do you mean by me?" "Now I have nothing to teach you, and you have nothing to teach me, so our deal is over." The transaction was over, this life was over, and the relationship between them was severed. Xiao Fang tried his best to control himself. "I came to you just to tell you that I'm ready to go." "You can't go." Xiaoyan said, "At least not yet." "why?" "Because we still have to find Dugu Chi." Without Dugu Chi, there would be no such deal.Although their deal is now over, there is still a matter to be settled between them and Dugu Chi. "So there must be at least one of us looking for him." Xiaoyan stared at Xiaofang: "You can only go alone." "why?" "Because I am me and you are you, we have different reasons for looking for him." The sunshine on Xiaoyan's face has already shone elsewhere.Her face was pale and her voice was cold. She continued coldly: "We have nothing to do with each other. Of course I have to settle my affairs by myself. You can't replace me, and I can't replace you either." "You are going! Or am I going?" "Whoever lives will go." "Now both of us seem to be alive." "It's a pity that there must be someone between us who won't live long." Xiaoyan's pupils were shrinking: "I can see that someone between us will die here in a moment." "Who is dead?" "Whoever loses will die." She stared at Xiao Fang's hand holding the sword: "You have a sword, and so do I. You have already practiced my sword skills, and I have also practiced your sword skills." "Is it time for us to compare who is stronger and who is weaker?" "yes." "Whoever loses will die?" "Yes." Xiaoyan said: "The strong live, and the weak live. Isn't this fair?" Xiao Fang's answer was also straightforward: "Yes, this is indeed extremely fair." With a flash of sword light, both swords were drawn. Although they practice the same swordsmanship, they have different genders, different physiques, different wisdom and ideas. Even if they use the same move, there will be different changes at the moment they make the move. The outcome of their life and death is decided at that moment. Xiaoyan suddenly asked Xiaofang again: "Do you have any funeral affairs to tell me?" "What about you?" Xiao Fang asked back. "I didn't." Xiaoyan actually smiled: "Because I won't die." "Are you sure?" "Of course I have." Xiaoyan smiled: "Otherwise, why would I come?" Xiao Fang wanted to laugh, but couldn't.Because he really didn't even have the slightest grasp. His opponent is full of confidence in himself. In the decisive battle of life and death, confidence is undoubtedly a major factor in determining the outcome. Xiaoyan asked him again: "Do you yourself know why you are bound to lose?" "I don't know." Xiao Fang said. "Because you are a man." Xiaoyan's answer was very strange. Xiao Fang didn't understand, so he couldn't help but ask, "Just because I'm a man, I'm bound to lose?" "Yes." Xiaoyan said, "That's how it is." "why?" "Because you have already practiced Duguchi's swordsmanship." Xiaoyan said, "I said before that his swordsmanship is very unique and evil. Every once in a while, you must vent your energy so that your body and mind can maintain balance and stability. .” She sighed intentionally: "But you have no place to vent your spirit. So you have gradually changed recently, becoming restless, even if you take ten cold water showers a day, it's useless." She smiled again. "If a person can't even keep his emotions calm, can he be regarded as a terrible opponent?" Xiaoyan asked with a smile: "How can he be undefeated!" Xiao Fang's sword-holding hand had bruised veins again, and cold sweat was already breaking out from the palm. He himself was aware of this. Although he knew that she said this to destroy his confidence, he couldn't refute it. —How can a man defeat his opponent in such a battle of life and death if his confidence has been destroyed. Xiaoyan stared at him. "That's why I asked you, what else do you have to say about your funeral? Is there anything else you want to say?" "Only one sentence." Xiao Fang pondered, regretfully said: "Even if you can defeat me, you will surely die by Dugu Chi's sword." "why?" Xiao Fang's answer was as strange as what she said just now! "Because you are a woman!" he said, "Just because you are a woman, you will never have a chance of defeating him." Xiaoyan didn't understand either, so she couldn't help but ask, "Why?" Xiao Fang said: "Because his swordsmanship is really unique and evil. After five months, I feel a stagnation of energy." He stared at his opponent. "But you didn't." Xiao Fang said, "Because you are a woman, you can't get the essence of his swordsmanship." Xiaoyan's hands are round and soft.But now her hand holding the sword also has blue veins, and the smile on her face has disappeared. "No matter what, I'm going to give it a try." The tip of the sword in her hand tilted upwards: "So now I'm going to use you to try my sword first!" At this time, the sky was getting dark, and suddenly there was a sword light flying obliquely in the dark forest. As soon as the sword wind pierced through the air, the leaves fluttered down, and the sword aura was eye-catching. The decisive battle between masters is usually the most attractive.In the course of the decisive battle, the thrilling changes and unexpected moves can always make people feel fascinated and fascinated. In the past, Ximen Chuixue and the "Lord of Baiyun City" Ye Gucheng had an appointment to fight on the day of Chongyang, the top of the Forbidden City, and the news had spread all over the rivers and lakes three months ago, causing a sensation in the Nine Cities. It is not easy to see this kind of decisive battle.It is very difficult for most people to get this kind of opportunity. The changes between the moves and the subtleties of the changes are beyond the description of any words.Unless you can experience it yourself, it is difficult for you to appreciate the changes and excitement. So for most people, what they really care about is not the process of the decisive battle, but the ending. No one can see the battle between Xiaofang and Xiaoyan, and no one knows the excitement and changes during this battle, and of course no one can describe it. But the outcome of this battle is undoubtedly everyone's concern. ——Who will win this battle! If Xiao Fang lost, would he die there immediately? If Xiao Fang wins, will he immediately assassinate his opponent under the sword? Xiao Fang's mood is very unstable, and of course it is difficult to maintain stability when making shots.Not only is it difficult to grasp the changes between moves just right, it is also difficult to control the natural and smooth exchange of luck. But he won this battle. Because he is far more experienced than his opponent, and also has more stamina and resilience. If the outcome of this battle can be decided within dozens of moves, Qi Xiaoyan will undoubtedly win. However, the gap between their strengths and weaknesses is not that great, and neither of them can defeat the other with dozens of strokes. So the battle dragged on for a long time.After one hundred and fifty moves, Xiao Fang knew he had won. After one hundred and fifty moves, Xiaoyan knew she was going to lose. Her strength has gradually run out, and the changes in the use of moves have gradually become incapable. More importantly, she already had a shadow in her heart. ——Even if you can defeat me, you will surely die by the sword of Dugu Chi. She couldn't help but admit that it was true. What she really wants to defeat is not Xiaofang, but Duguchi.Therefore, she no longer has much hope for the outcome of this battle. More importantly, under the shadow of this pressure, she even forgot that defeat is death! So she lost. With a sound of "Dang", the two swords clashed. The sword flowers scattered like fire.The sword in Xiaoyan's hand flew out, and Xiaofang's sword had already reached her throat. She didn't think of the agreement between them until the sword energy and chill on the blade pierced her pores. ——Whoever loses will die! At this moment, the fear of death suddenly grasped her like a ghost's hand.He strangled her throat, pinched her joints, and occupied her body and soul. She is still young. She was never afraid of death. It wasn't until this moment that she really realized how terrible death was. The human fear of death is the greatest and deepest of all human fears. —Because "death" is the end of everything, nothing. This kind of psychological fear actually caused Qi Xiaoyan's whole body to undergo a strange change. Her tongue, her mouth, her throat, suddenly became completely dry. Her muscles and joints suddenly became stiff and numb. Her pupils were constricting, and so were her pores.All tissues that control secretion are out of control. Her heartbeat and breathing had almost doubled. What's even more strange is that just when this change happened, she suddenly felt an indescribable urge again. Her lust suddenly burned like a flame due to the contraction and friction of the muscles. What she was wearing was just a piece of clothing as soft and thin as skin.Even the trembling of the skin and the trembling of the muscles can be clearly seen. She wanted to ask Xiao Fang very much. "Why don't you kill me?" She didn't ask because she had lost control of her throat muscles and her tongue. She didn't ask, because she suddenly discovered that Xiao Fang's physiology had undergone a strange and terrifying change. The change made her heart beat faster. She closed her eyes, not daring to look any further.When she closed her eyes, her breathing had turned into a moan, and her pale face was as red as a peach blossom. At this time, she already knew that Xiao Fang would not kill her, and she also knew what Xiao Fang was going to do. She already felt Xiao Fang's fiery breath and the pressure on her body. She couldn't refuse, and she didn't want to refuse. ——But these are only because she has already imagined that the result will be like this. She suddenly relaxed herself, relaxed her body and limbs, relaxed everything. Because she knows that only in this way can she get relief, a kind of liberation that is almost as complete as "death". This day is August 15th, which is Qi Xiaoyan's birthday. She was born on Mid-Autumn Festival.But it was not until she opened her eyes after she was completely relieved that she remembered that this day was her birthday, and that this day was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Because when she opened her eyes, she saw a bright moon.A fuller and brighter moon than she had ever seen on any previous night. Then she saw Xiao Fang. Xiao Fang is under the moon. The moonlight is clear and soft, calm and stable.So are his people. He had completely regained his composure and completely relaxed himself.His person seems to have merged with the earth and the moon. The earth and the moon are eternal.He seemed to be close to eternity, close to that kind of peaceful, stable and eternal state. Xiaoyan really wanted to tell him. "Now you have really mastered your swordsmanship." She didn't say.Because she suddenly felt tears in her eyes, and she could hardly hold back the tears. Because even though she was defeated, even though she already knew that she would never be able to defeat Dugu Chi, never reach the peak of swordsmanship. But she has helped a man break through the predicament and reach this state. Her body already had the life of this man.Their lives have become one. His victory is equal to hers. The sky gradually brightened, and the moonlight gradually faded. I don't know how long it took before she gently told Xiao Fang: "You can already go to Dugu Chi." Xiao Fang didn't respond at all. She didn't know if Xiao Fang heard her, but she had already heard a cock crow. Just like last time, when she heard the cock crow, she suddenly jumped up.Like a ghost girl who can't hear the crow of the rooster and can't see the sun, she suddenly escapes and disappears in the gray and misty dawn. This time Xiao Fang did not let her escape. Xiao Fang also chased him out. When the first cock crow sounded, it was the time when Dugu Chi woke up. Sleep is something no one can live without.He is also human, but even in sleep he has to keep awake at all times. He slept on a slate bed, narrow and cold and hard.The food eaten is simple and rough. He never allowed himself a moment of ease. Such is the life of a swordsman.Far more miserable than any ascetic.He has been used to it for a long time. He always thinks that no matter what kind of glory you want, you must pay a painful price, and you must constantly whip yourself. No one ever knew how his swordsmanship was practiced, and he never wanted to mention it himself. It was undoubtedly a bitter and painful experience, and I don't know how much blood, tears and sweat were involved in it. Because he is neither a son of a famous family nor a prominent family background.Blood, tears and sweat are the price he must pay. Now his swordsmanship has finally been practiced. He swung his sword horizontally and fought north and south, but he never met his opponent. Until he met Bu Ying. ——Bu Ying, where are you? He sat up naked from the bed, like a zombie suddenly resurrected from the coffin. There was never any expression on his pale face.These days, except when he has a sword in his hand, it's like he's literally turned into a zombie again. This is the result of his many years of abstinence.Absolutely no one knows better than him how painful it is, and no one knows better than him how much strength a person must exert to restrain his passion. It was still dark outside the window.Most people are still asleep. But he knew that when he walked out of the room, "Little Worm" must have been waiting to serve him. Every morning, he asked "Little Worm" to scrub his whole body and dress him well. Because he knew that the child's greatest wish was to assassinate him by the sword! He will never allow this to happen. But he needs this kid to spur him on.He always thought that even the fastest horse needs a whip to go faster. This boy is his whip. So he left him.But they kept torturing and humiliating him, so that he would never be able to lift his head up in front of him.