I promise

Chapter 884

Two hours have passed since Mu Cangping and Mu Dianke appeared in Jianghu Lake.

All parties received the message.

It was only four days since Chang Qianfo and Mu Dianke got married, and most of the Jianghu sects hadn't left Luoyang yet.Of course, martial arts practitioners will not miss this once-in-a-lifetime event.

When it got dark, the crowd of onlookers on the shore of the lake not only did not decrease, but actually increased.

With the clear brilliance of the snow and the moon, people with good eyesight can still see the shadows floating in the center of the lake.

But for most of the people waiting on the shore against the cold wind, they don’t really care about how the battle is going on—they can’t see clearly even if they see it, and they can’t understand it even if they see it clearly—the reason why they stay , I want to witness the final result of this battle with my own eyes.

In other words, I want to know how long this pinnacle battle will last.

The young man who wanted to become famous hasn't left yet, but he gave up his whimsical thoughts early on.Just now, he was fortunate enough to witness a handsome and tall man kicking the young master who was talking about the figure of a woman in red into the lake.

That noodle boy should have a lot of background, Wu Yangyang has a lot of servants around him.

However, no one dared to step forward to make a move.

Just because the man said, "Because I'm her brother!"

From the whispered discussions of the people around him, he knew that it was Mu Ziyan, the third son of the Mu family in Luoyang.

He heard that the first and second sons were also here, but he didn't see them.But it doesn't matter if you see it or not.Looking at the means of those two people in the lake, plus this one in front of him, without thinking, he knows what kind of stubbornness this family is.

"Do you still fight?" Mu Cangping asked.

Mu Dianke stood on a fast-moving ice floe, his red clothes unrolled, and all the plum blossoms withered behind him.

The "Xiquan" sword was broken from it, leaving only a foot and two inches of the blade in his hand, full of gaps.

Her bun was also undone, floating in the wind like a mess, she was only wearing a layer of undershirt and a long red dress, but she was sweating as if she had just been scooped out of the water.

"No more beatings." She knelt down, gathered her messy long hair in her hands, twisted it a few times, and tied it into a bun.

But he didn't move, just waiting for the ice floe to drift to the shore by itself, reached out and broke a branch, and stuck it on the back of his head.

Mu Cangping nodded, and returned the sword to its sheath.

There is really no need to fight anymore.

Mu Jiajian's Spring and Autumn Rolls have a total of 180 six styles, winter and summer rolls have a total of 62 styles, plus his self-made "Han Hai Bing" and Mu Dian's opposite "Han Hai Sheng", the total is 280 four styles.In the desperate fight that lasted for three hours, the two showed off their supernatural powers, and they had exhausted all of these moves.

As for how much Mu Dian may learn from this battle, it depends on her own understanding.

He is not worried about this.

"What do you want to ask me?" Mu Cangping asked.

"No." Mu Dianke replied simply.

She did have a lot of things she couldn't figure out, but she planned to figure it out by herself, and didn't want to say a word to Mu Cangping.

As for Mu Cangping who saw her intentions and was still willing to be her whetstone to help her improve her swordsmanship, she would not be grateful to him.

It was meant to be a deal.

——Mu Cangping hopes that the Mu family will not fall, and that the next "First Sword" will still be named Mu, and she needs to make herself stronger.

What's more, didn't Mu Cangping use her as a whetstone to sharpen his daughter-in-law's temperament and cultivation?
The north wind that had been raging all day subsided at night, and the fine snow drifted quietly.

There are oars and lights in the distance.

Mu Dian shuddered, feeling a little cold belatedly.It's just that she was so tired that she didn't want to move at all.

It was Chang Qianfo who jumped onto the ice, wrapped her in a big cloak, and carried her back to the boat.

"You really—" was all he said.

No more words of reproach can be uttered.

Knowing that the one he loves is an eagle, how could he have the heart to ask her to fold her wings and shrink in a cage every day to be his canary.

"Tiru's sword is broken." Mu Dian had nothing to say.

"It's broken, it's broken."

"I still want to see plum blossoms." She pouted and pulled Chang Qianfo's sleeve.

"What's there to see?" Chang Qianfo's voice was stiff, and his expression was still grim. "No amount of plum blossoms is enough for you to chop."

Chuantou Yumin smiled, "Half the lake is fallen, it's really worth seeing."

These words were full of ridicule, no matter how they sounded like adding fuel to the fire, Mu Dian was dissatisfied, "I miss Uncle Liang. Uncle Min, next time you ask Uncle Liang to pick me up."

Yumin rowed the oars unhurriedly, and the lantern on the bow of the boat shook gently, reflecting a gentle smile, "I'm afraid the young lady is going to die, Liangqing doesn't know how to row a boat."

When the boat docked, Mu Dianke had already fallen asleep in Chang Qianfo's arms.

Mu Ziyan and Mu Zijin stood side by side on the bank, with frost hanging on their eyebrows. When Chang Qianfo saw Mu Dianke going ashore with his arms in his arms, he became angry, "You are used to it! Thinking about it is like thinking about it!" , regardless of the consequences at all. What, is she going to the sky, or is she going to be number one in the world?"

Mu Dian really slept soundly, and Mu Ziyan didn't disturb her with such a loud voice.

"Third brother is right. When she wakes up, I will pass this on to her." Chang Qianfo said.

Mu Ziyan choked, and realized that his brother-in-law might not be in a very good mood at the moment.

Mu Zijin nodded towards Chang Qianfo.

Ask again, "Are you okay?"

"I suffered a little flesh injury, but it's not serious." Chang Qianfo looked down into his arms, and his voice was equally low, "It's just exhausted and I'm tired."

Mu Zijin felt relieved, took a step back, let Chang Qianfo get into the car, and cupped his hands at Yumin again.

Yumin smiled and nodded, "Second Young Master, you are being polite."

***
The night of Jianghu Lake did not calm down with the end of the battle.

A bonfire was raised on the shore, and groups of three and five were sitting around talking excitedly about this wonderful duel between rivers and lakes.

People who have watched the whole show tend to show off only half of the show; good eyesight ridicules others for not watching carefully, and is ridiculed by others for not being good at learning, and just watched the excitement; The famous swordsman is sought after wherever he goes and becomes a guest of honor.

The storytellers are also busy, asking people to inquire everywhere, and preparing to publish the story book tomorrow morning.

The disciples of the sect and the aristocratic families were more pragmatic, and went to Meilin with lanterns early to visit the sword traces; or they bought a boat and went into the water, hoping to see something from the broken ice that filled the lake.

It goes without saying that Mu Cangping is the "No. [-] sword in the world", but Mu Dianke's swordsmanship has also reached the pinnacle.Just stealing a trick and a half is enough for ordinary people to use for a lifetime.

Gui Ruotong sat on a boulder near the lake on the west bank, with two inches of snow on his back, and had been sitting for a long time.

Wei Guangye's white tiger mount had been lying prone on this stone, and there was still a stinky smell left.Such a ferocious killer beast was killed by Mu Dianke within the time of a cup of tea.

Extinguished easily and effortlessly.

"Brother, do you think I can't take revenge?" She said sadly when she heard footsteps behind her.

Han Luojun jumped onto the boulder, handed Gui Ruotong a package of oiled paper that had been stacked many times, and sat down next to her without saying a word.

He is not a person who is good at reasoning, nor does he like to persuade others.Gui Ruotong knows better than him how difficult this road of revenge is, she just needs someone to listen to her.

"Xingyang has been away for two years, and I almost don't remember him much. But she, marrying Mr. Ruyi, fighting swords with the leader, is proud of her spring breeze, and everyone envies her."

"Eat it while it's hot. For revenge, you have to fill your stomach first." Han Luojun said.

Gui Ruotong lowered his head and spread out the greased paper, inside were two freshly baked crispy meatloaf, which were still hot. "I hate it." She bit the cake, her voice choked.

Han Luojun patted Gui Ruotong on the back, still didn't speak, took out a cold rice ball from his bosom, and gnawed it slowly.

Gui Ruotong felt a little strange in his heart, but at this moment he was sad and really didn't have the time to think about it.

It seems that since two years ago, when Han Luojun and Mu Cangping got into a stalemate and disappeared for a while and then came back, not only their temperaments have changed, but many habits have also changed.

For example, he didn't know when he started eating cold rice balls.And this kind of food is simply cold, hard and tasteless.

"Mu Dianke, she and Qu Yu'er have a very good relationship." After a long time, Han Luojun slowly opened his mouth, folded his hands in front of him, and clasped tightly, "She came to me later, probably because she wanted to kill me. Then If she makes a move at the time, more than half will succeed, and you and Bi Chang will hate it even more. But shouldn't I kill it?"

"Brother." Gui Ruotong didn't know what to say.

Han Luojun's face was obviously expressionless, but the snowy light shone on it, making people feel a deep sadness.

"If you can't let go of your grudge, get stronger, don't hate." Han Luojun said.

(End of this chapter)