The BE of the anime turned into a HE

In Xueyue City.

When Sikong Changfeng arrived, he saw Yin Luoxia on the roof, looking towards Cangshan Mountain with worry in her eyes.

"Luoxia, Hanyi is angry this time."

"Because of Lei Wujie, Song Yan replied that he hurt Lei Wujie." Yin Luoxia looked back at Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head, "It's because Lei Wujie pulled out the Tingyu Sword, because this is the result that Han Yi fears the most."

Hearing this, Yin Luoxia said nothing and continued looking ahead.

Sikong Changfeng sighed, "Luoxia, you and Song Yanhui had a past by the Canglan River. Go and save him once, otherwise the dignified Lord of Tianwushuang City will die in Xueyue City today."

Yin Luoxia thought for a moment and decided to head towards Cangshan Mountain.

At the foot of Cangshan Mountain.

"You died under my sword, what do you have to say?" Li Hanyi held the sword in both hands and looked at him coldly.

Song Yanhui laughed bitterly, "I have no regrets in testing the sword today."

As he said this, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Show mercy!" Yin Luoxia came over at high speed and shouted hurriedly.

But Li Hanyi did not stop and still drew out two swords.

"No!" Yin Luoxia said in a deep voice.

The sword light dissipated, and the Broken Water Sword fell beside Song Yanhui's ear. He was waiting to die, but he slowly raised his head and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Li Hanyi did not answer, but came to Lei Wujie and said, "Your sword is the sword of protection. Alas! I expected this a long time ago. I accept it."

He raised his hand to put the Tingyu Sword back into the scabbard, then hugged Lei Wujie and walked towards the mountain.

Seeing that this person didn't care at all, Yin Luoxia was furious and slapped him into the water. "I hit you three times and you're still doing it. You're never going to stop. I almost lost my life."

Song Yanhui met Yin Luoxia's beautiful eyes, did not dare to say a word, and followed silently.

In Luoxia Palace.

"Why are you in Xueyue City?" A flash of embarrassment crossed Song Yanhui's face.

Yin Luoxia came over with the medicine and sneered, "I was tricked by that bastard Sikong Changfeng. I gambled three games with him, but he cheated and I lost three games in a row."

"Don't move, apply the medicine. Besides, why are you pretending to be confused? I don't believe you don't know."

Song Yanhui sighed, "What difference does it make whether he's here or not?"

"Then what difference does it make whether you win or not? You have fought Hanyi four times in a row, each time more miserable than the last. You almost lost your life this time." Yin Luoxia showed a hint of anger.

Song Yan recalled the previous duel and felt melancholy, "There is indeed a huge difference in swordsmanship."

"Then why are you still practicing sword? Sell your sword, buy a few acres of land in the countryside, marry a woman, and live a down-to-earth life." Yin Luoxia slowly stood up and walked to the window.

Song Yanhui suddenly remembered that Luoxia had said the same thing to him before, but the responsibility on his shoulders was too heavy and he could not make the promise.

"I... I have accepted a disciple. He has the best talent in the world. He can definitely take on the responsibility of reviving Wushuang City. Although I was defeated, my disciple will not."

Hearing this, Yin Luoxia couldn't help but clench her hands, her eyes full of sadness, "Revitalizing Wushuang City is really that important."

"Is it really that important to defeat the Snow Moon Sword Immortal?"

"What about me? I'm not important!"

"I'm sorry..." Song Yanhui lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his eyes, picked up the sword and strode away.

Yin Luoxia lost all her strength and fell back on the stool, staring at his receding back with a sad face.

Suddenly, a roar was heard, "Beat you to death, you ungrateful man."

Song Yan, who had just gone out, was not paying attention and was kicked away by Luo Mingxuan who suddenly appeared.

"You..." Song Yanhui stood up in embarrassment and walked away without any further arguments.

Yin Luoxia looked at Song Yanhui's embarrassed look and laughed.

Luo Mingxuan strode out and chased after him, "Don't run."

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One month later.

It is the most beautiful time of the year in Xueyue City, with flowers blooming in profusion and fragrance wafting far and wide. The entire Xueyue City is completely immersed in the world of flowers.

At the foot of Cangshan Mountain.

Lei Wujie was lying on the stone, playing with the Tingyu Sword in his hand. He pulled it out and put it back at will. Finally, he could control the Tingyu Sword as he pleased.

"I always feel a strange feeling, as if something is missing?"

Then he heard footsteps. He jumped up, looked down, and waved his hand quickly, "Big Brother, Third... Brother Xiao... Brother."

"Brother Xiao is Brother Xiao, there's no need to add the word 'brother'." Xiao Se looked over when he heard the voice.

He glanced at Tang Lian and asked, "How did he know we were coming?"

“I think he has entered the first level of the Second Master’s Still Water Realm. After not seeing him for a few days, his realm has improved a lot. He is not like some people who just run faster and faster.” Tang Lian smiled.

"Tsk..." Xiao Se ignored Tang Lian and walked forward slowly.

Lei Wujie strode over with a smile on his face, "Hey! Not only has my realm improved, my swordsmanship has also improved a lot. Senior Brother, do you dare to take my sword?"

"Why not?" Tang Lian raised her hand and pushed back Lei Wujie's half-drawn sword, and then threw out a hidden weapon.

Lei Wujie turned over and went backwards, dodging at high speed, then stood firm, "Be careful, this sword was passed down by the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Moonset and Flower Dawn."

With full momentum, he swung it steadily towards Tang Lian, but after the whistling wind around him, there was nothing left.

Tang Lian was stunned for a moment, then reached out to catch a flower that was slowly falling. "This is called Yue Xi Hua Chen, does Second Master know about it?"

Lei Wujie scratched his head in embarrassment, turned around and picked up the scabbard, and said quickly, "Don't tell her, Master has been watching me practice swordsmanship these days, and if there's anything wrong, he'll hit me on the head with a stick."

Some images flashed through my mind instantly. It was when my sister taught me to practice sword when I was a child. It was the same. I couldn't help but react, "Sister, Master."

"Lei Wujie, Lei Wujie." Tang Lian saw Lei Wujie in a daze and called out a few times.

Lei Wujie heard the voice and came back to his senses, "Oh, what's wrong."

"I'm asking you where your second master went?" Tang Lian approached Lei Wujie and said.

Lei Wujie responded, "Master goes to the mountains to practice swordplay every day. Apart from teaching me swordplay in the morning, he is nowhere to be seen at other times. However, he is always on time for meals every day."

"Oh! By the way, what do you want from me?"

Xiao Se came over from a distance and said lazily, "I came to you to tell you two things."

Tang Lian continued, "Your uncle Lei Yunhe came to Qingcheng Mountain a few days ago. Just like before, the two of them fought for three days and three nights, and finally flew away on a crane."

"But Zhao Yuzhen also admitted that Lei Yunhe did not lose this battle. Many people speculated that Lei Yunhe would return to the Lei family and take over the position of the head of the family."

Lei Wujie was not worried after hearing this. He knew that his uncle would not do that. "Then what is the other thing?"