Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

South Korea cold palace, lake lotus pond.

The sandbar in the middle of the lake, under the hibiscus tree.

Autumn is getting deeper and deeper, and it is gradually approaching the autumn harvest time.

The Lenggong is quiet and secluded, without any vitality. The Lenggong, which has been deserted for a long time, gives people the cold that soaks into the bones during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The century-old Hibiscus tree sways in the cold wind, and its flowers are like a brocade. It has witnessed the rise and fall of Jin, Zheng, and South Korea. The only thing that remains unchanged is its blooming appearance in autumn.

The hibiscus tree has lush branches and leaves, stretching for a radius of ten feet, and the petals are colorful.

On a lawn, a delicate body sits cross-legged in meditation. The young girl's hair is soft and smooth, her hair shawl is clear, she is wearing a long blue dress, her fragrant shoulders are like jade, and her collarbone is exquisite.

Honglian held her breath and squeezed a mysterious seal formula with both hands, the true energy in her body circulated round and round, the true energy was continuous, vigorous, and endlessly circulated.

Qinglian sword song is divided into Qinglian heart method and Qinglian sword method. The heart method is top-notch and can directly reach the realm of freedom.The swordsmanship is also top-notch, one can comprehend the meaning of the sword, and touch the way of the Qinglian sword.

This is Li Changqing's top mental method tailored according to Honglian's physical characteristics, true energy characteristics, personality characteristics, and personal understanding, and it fits Honglian very well.

The girl closed her eyes and exercised her kung fu, her face was calm, her long hair was swaying, her dress and long sleeves fluttered, and a wisp of cyan true energy spilled from the inside out, forming a coercive airflow.

This gust of air pressures the surroundings, withered yellow grass and trees swish, and the air three feet away from the red lotus seems to be squeezed out, unable to get close to the girl's delicate body.

boom!
Honglian's wonderful body shook, and the cyan true energy more than doubled suddenly, and the pressure of the air flow suddenly increased, and the three-foot air flow extended a foot away.

A strong wind swept away, but quickly dissipated.

Honglian moved her dantian with Qi, pressed her palm, restrained her true energy, and opened her mouth to spit out: "Huh!"

"Heh, I have broken through, the sixth grade of martial arts."

Honglian laughed coquettishly, her graceful figure flew up, and with a wave of her jade hand, the long sword on the ground three feet away was sucked into the palm of her hand, holding the sword and dancing like a butterfly, which is Qinglian's sword technique.

Just practiced a few moves, Honglian suddenly lost interest, she stopped her sword and stood holding the sword, Amber looked out of the palace with her beautiful eyes, and said sadly: "I haven't seen him for a month."

"I heard from Xiao Liangzi that he was injured, very seriously."

"Is Jianghu really dangerous? With his strong martial arts, his powerful swordsmanship, and his swift lightness kung fu, who seriously injured him?"

Honglian murmured: "I really want to go out of the palace to see him."

As a princess of a country, especially Han Wangan's favorite princess, Hong Lian must inform her in advance if she wants to leave the palace, and then send armored soldiers to escort her.

Wanting to sneak out of the palace, Hong Lian's current lightness kungfu is not yet able to do it.

Swish!
The strong wind howled, the breeze came slowly, and the sudden wind lifted the girl's flowing bangs.

With a choking sound, the sword gang buzzed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Honglian was in a daze, her beautiful amber eyes were fixed on the blue gown that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, on the handsome facial features that made her think about it day and night.

Li Changqing had arrived in front of Honglian at some point, and the sapphire sword box was still mysterious and exquisite.

The person is like a banished fairy, chic and refined, with a long-sleeved green shirt, clear temples, a pair of crouching silkworm eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes, handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face like a crown of jade.

Saber Feihong didn't know when it would be unsheathed, but the moment it was unsheathed, the tip of the sword had already reached Honglian's throat.

Li Changqing sighed and said: "I thought that I would not see you for more than a month, and your progress will be impressive, but I didn't expect that it is still disappointing..."

Before Li Changqing uttered the word 'disappointed', Honglian's pretty face was crying with joy, and she rushed directly to her face, her beautiful eyes were shining with tears, and she couldn't help but be happy.

"Li Changqing"

Li Changqing was startled, took a step back, retracted the Feihong sword, and reprimanded solemnly: "You are crazy, you..."

Hong Lian actually sent her own neck to the sword mouth. This is the Feihong sword. Her hair was blown off, and her throat was sealed with blood. Li Changqing's calmness and elegance disappeared, replaced by anger.

"Li Changqing!"

Before Li Changqing could finish his words, a gust of fragrant wind hit, Hong Lian threw herself into her arms, and the girl's soft and delicate body bumped into him head-on, clinging tightly to him.

Hong Lian tightly wrapped her arms around Li Changqing's fit waist, buried her head in his arms, and murmured: "Changqing, I miss you so much. I heard that you were injured. I really want to see you."

Li Changqing: "I..."

Li Changqing was distracted for a moment, and then moved. He let go of the Feihong long sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword was inserted into the ground to stand, and the blade swayed gently.

Hong Lian's delicate body trembled, she felt itchy and warm and thick on her slender waist, and wrapped her arms around her waist, the owner of these hands was naturally only Li Changqing.

After receiving this simple response, the girl hugged Li Changqing even tighter, wishing she could embed herself into Li Changqing's body, wishing they would never be separated from each other again.

Li Changqing asked: "You are so stupid, don't you see a sword in front of you? If I react slowly, you will either die or be injured."

Hong Lian raised her head, and the girl Hu Po fixed her eyes on Li Changqing, and said seriously: "As long as I can walk to your side and walk into your arms, I will not be afraid even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire."

"you"

Li Changqing's heart was shocked, the girl's words, the girl's determination, and the girl's heart touched him and moved him.

The two stared at each other, Li Changqing slowly lowered his head, his deep eyes met the beautiful eyes of red lotus and amber, the two got closer and closer, smelling each other's breath, smelling each other's scent.

One foot...three inches...one inch

Honglian slowly closed her eyes, and tiptoed lightly.

She knew that Li Changqing was not a ruthless person, he was a swordsman, but he practiced the art of sentient sword.If he was ruthless, Li Changqing would not take the risk of saving her.

If it was ruthless, Li Changqing would not tailor Qinglian Sword Song for her.If he was ruthless, Li Changqing would not have vowed to avenge the 130 five members of Lijiacun and make an enemy of Yemu.

The autumn wind is blowing, the hibiscus is falling, the falling flowers are colorful, and the picture scroll freezes.

The girl's lips are soft, moist, sweet, and waxy. Li Changqing likes to drink. The best wine he has ever had so far is Hanlu Orchid Brew, which is the top wine in Xinzheng.

But at this moment, even if it is brewed with cold dew orchids, its taste is not one ten-thousandth of that of the girl's rose lips.

……

After a long time, their lips parted and their eyes met.

Honglian took three steps back in shock, the baby's fat face was pure and pleasant, the amber eyes, brows and eyeshadow made her a little more charming, her face was red and hot, her hands were pinching the corners of her clothes, her delicate chin was drooping, beautiful Eyes raised from time to time, heart beat faster, breathing tense.

"You and I……"

Swish!
Li Changqing took two steps forward, wrapped his arms around her, once again took Honglian into his arms, and said in a clear voice, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

In the last life, Li Changqing knew that he was just a layman.

If he can become a knight, he will drink the best wine, ride the strongest horse, practice the strongest sword, kill the worst people, listen to the best music, watch the most beautiful dance, and the best is two or three. A peerless beauty to be a confidante.

A swordsman doesn't have to be ruthless. A ruthless swordsman only needs to be responsible for himself and his own way of swordsmanship.

However, in the way of swordsmanship, you should draw your sword for yourself, for your relatives, for your lover, and even for the common people in the world.

Therefore, for thousands of years, it is more difficult for the sentient sword to reach its peak.

Therefore, the swordsmen chose to draw their swords one after another, cutting off all causes and effects, making themselves ruthless swordsmen, and letting themselves be unrestrained.

If Li Changqing wants to say no, he wants to use the sword of affection, the sword of a person, if he can't do what he wants, then what is the purpose of pursuing power all his life.

More than ten years later, Ghost Valley has two swords.

Gai Nie, the Sword Saint, abandoned the glory and wealth, and guarded Tianming, the Mohist School, Duanmu Rong, and the ideal country in his heart... Therefore, he is the Sword Saint recognized by the world.

As for Wei Zhuang, after the death of Han Fei, the demise of South Korea, and the torture in prison, his heart also changed. He became Wei Zhuang, a countercurrent sandman, and abandoned his original beliefs and ideas.

After a long time, Li Changqing let go of Honglian.

With his initiative this time, when Hong Lian looked at Li Changqing again, the shyness on the girl's face was a little less, and her demeanor was a little more open.

Honglian plucked up her courage and said, "I heard from Brother Nine that you joined Quicksand?"

"En." Li Changqing nodded.

Hong Lian clenched her pink fist with her right hand, raised her beautiful eyes, and said seriously: "Then I will also join Quicksand."

You are in the quicksand, and I am also in the quicksand.

Whether it is heaven or hell, these are not important, as long as you are there.

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