Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2056 Guidance
Uh……

Chu Yan, whose face was covered with tears from crying, froze. He raised his head blankly, looking at the flames protruding from the fire in front of him.

The flame was slender and slender, really like a human hand, brushed across his face bit by bit, and the remaining teardrops on his face evaporated instantly.

Chu Yan was dumbfounded watching this scene.Although the movement of the flame was very gentle, if he wasn't a fire mage, his face would probably be scorched by now.

Speaking of which, the fire hand appeared when he was crying miserably last time, so did this thing respond to the cry of the child?

Chu Yan stared at the fire that had been moving again half a month later with tears hanging down, feeling at a loss for a while.

When the fire didn't move, he kept talking to it like a chatterbox, but when it moved, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he didn't know what to say.

But this time, the hand was not the same as before, it was retracted after touching it, and the flames wiped his face carefully until all the tears on his face disappeared.

Chu Yan looked at the dancing flames, and the sourness in his heart reappeared.

Is it... comforting him?
This time there was no sound from the fire, but Chu Yan stood in front of the fire with mixed feelings.

He really never thought that he would be comforted by a fire one day.

The fiery hand wiped away the tears on his face, raised it slightly, and touched his head.

This guy really likes to touch his head...

Chu Yan scratched his head, feeling a little complicated.

For some reason, he felt that the action of the fire hand seemed to come from some kind of physical memory.

If he guessed correctly, his height is probably very similar to that guy named "Aji", about the same height.

So it seems that the other party is also a child?

Thinking of this, Chu Yan felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

At this moment the Fire Hand moved away from his head and groped on the ground.

"Huh? What are you looking for?"

This movement was not done last time, Chu Yan looked down at its movement curiously.

Hearing a click, the fire hand touched the long sword he had thrown on the ground before, and the long flame rolled up the hilt, lifted the sword, and handed it to him.

"you……"

Chu Yan stared blankly at the sword hanging in mid-air. At first he thought that the fire hand was going to attack him with a sword, but the fire hand turned the hilt towards him intimately, almost slipping the sword into his hand .

He stood there dumbfounded and did not move, and the fire hand passed the sword forward again.

"You mean to let me take it?"

Chu Yan reached out hesitantly and grabbed his sword.

What does it want to do?
But just after he took the sword, the fire hand shrank back into the fire, and merged with other flames.

"Hello? And then?"

Chu Yan waited for a long time, but found that the fire did not respond again, so it just handed him the sword?
What does this mean?

Chu Yan looked at the fire that had calmed down again in front of him, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

"Hey, you don't want to do anything anymore? It's okay to squeak?"

The fire keeps its elements together and focuses on burning.

"All right……"

Chu Yan was extremely helpless. If the fire really became a spirit, then this guy might have fallen into a deep sleep again.

He looked at the sword in his hand and looked at it quietly for a while.

The next moment, in the silent basement, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

"Ho!"

Chu Yan bit the tip of his tongue, jumped up holding the sword, the long sword straightened with a slap, and in the dark cave, a bright sword light lit up.

Slashing and slashing, with the wind in his hands, the sword light wrapped him like silver roads. In the dark basement, only the figure of the young man writhing around could be seen.

There were drops of blood dripping from his spine, but Chu Yan was hot all over, and the sword path became faster and faster.

At the moment when he started to practice the sword and the true essence flowed through the meridians of his body, Chu Yan suddenly understood the meaning of the fire.

When you are in a difficult situation, you should practice your sword rather than cry bitterly.

When he rushed to the basement before, Chu Yan thought that his whole body had reached its limit, both in muscles and true energy, but at the moment when he broke through the limit, it seemed that something had opened up in his body, and the true energy was once again released from the dry place. The dantian surged out, even more solid and violent than any of his previous ones.

"This is……"

Chu Yan vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched some threshold.

He seemed to be able to see the fifth-level gate that he hadn't been able to break through before.

He had heard from disciples who had gone out before that when encountering a critical moment of life and death, if he could survive it, his realm would be easily improved.

Chu Yan didn't understand it before, but he vaguely understood it.

It turns out that the strength of a practitioner will improve faster when he pushes himself into a desperate situation?

Chu Yan accelerated the speed of swinging the sword, and his limbs and bones felt tearing pain, but at the same time, the pain of wound healing also appeared from his whole body bit by bit, and two forces saw saw in his body at the same time , one is destruction, the other is new life.

He also had a new feeling in his whole body.

The sword in Chu Yan's hand became faster and faster, and the cave was full of his silhouette, and the snow-white blade gradually glowed with fire.

Fire method, kendo, practitioner.

These words echoed in his mind, and Chu Yan recalled the sword skills taught to him by his master who had left him. He only felt that his state was about to reach its peak. He took a lunge and swung his sword forward selflessly. .

"wrong."

However, at this moment, a faint sound sounded from the cave, and Chu Yan fell forward with a bang, and fell flat on his stomach.

Snapped!The sword in his hand fell out of his palm and slid far away.

"Hey?"

Chu Yan was lying on the ground blankly, looking at the sword in the distance, and the scene just now played back in front of his eyes.

He turned his head slowly, looking at the flame beside him.

Just when he swung that triumphant sword, the fire hand that had been silent before suddenly came out from the fire and tapped a certain position on his sword.

Yet he fell out.

He fell so badly that there were stars in his eyes.Chu Yan stared blankly at the fire and the sword on the ground.

what happened?

How did he fall?

Wait, compared to this, did he hear something just now?

This fire, talking again?

Although the sound of "no" just now was weak, it was indeed the voice that appeared in his dream.

It belonged to the voice of a girl in white.

Although the fall was extremely embarrassing, Chu Yan's heart beat faster and he struggled to get up from the ground.

"Hey."

He crawled to the edge of the fire, staring at the fire with ecstasy, "What did you just say wrong? Can you say it again?"

"Is it because my swordsmanship is wrong? What did you do just now, why did I fall out?"

Chu Yan asked repeatedly, but with his previous experience, he didn't expect the dumb Huo to answer him.

But the next moment, the fire in the fire jumped, and the girl's voice came from it again.

This time her voice was even doting and helpless.

"Aji, how many times have I told you that the sword cannot be lifted so high."

"Look, as long as I click this place, you will fall again, right?"

　double literature

　　
　
(End of this chapter)