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Chapter 955 Father and Daughter

The green mist dissipates, and the sword wind dies down.

He Xin and the two are still in a tense confrontation.Or a confrontation of two swords.

People in the Jianghu believe that the sword in Mu Cangping's hand has inherited the aura of heaven and earth, and they call it "inheriting the sky".But Mu Cangping himself never accepted the name.

Perhaps he felt that his cultivation was self-imposed, not given by God; or he thought that even a name like "Chengtian" was not worthy of the sword in his hand.

His sword is nameless, not humble, but extremely confident and arrogant.

But at this moment, this arrogant sword has lost its splendor, and it is difficult to advance and retreat.

It was bound by Xuantong sword.

Xuantong is the ancient sword that Chang Jihai bestowed to Mu Dianke. It is obviously strong and straight, but due to the precise prediction of the sword-bearer, it can be controlled quickly and without any errors. It is like a flexible steel cable, entangled Mu Cang. The nameless ancient sword in Ping's hand could not move.

There was a trace of admiration in Mu Cangping's eyes, a slight trace.For such a top swordsman who has been on the mountain for a long time and looks down on everyone, it is already a great compliment.

People standing on the shore could only see the two swords leaning against each other, and the two holding the swords were relatively motionless, as if the battle had ceased.

Only a very skilled expert, such as Liang Qing, can see the non-stop contest under the calm appearance and the huge danger hidden in it.

——Mu Cangping tried his best to find a breakthrough point, but Mu Dianke tried his best to contain it.

The distance is too far, Liangqing can't see the small movements of the two people's fingers and wrists, but based on his understanding of the strength of Mu Cangping and Mu Dianke, every time the two make a move, the movement will be predicted at least ten moves later.

It's an extremely mentally draining thing to do.

And even if there is no open and close fight, the muscles of the whole body are vigilantly preparing for the battle, and they must not relax at all.

Any small mistake: inaccurate judgment, deviation in strength...or even a change in the pause between one breath and one breath, may break the existing balance.

Get out of balance and someone gets hurt.

Chang Qianfo's heart hung in his throat, but he didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't dare to approach, for fear of distracting Mu Dian.

Chang Huaixuan was the closest.She was in the cabin, fifteen feet away, but there was nothing she could do.

A round drop of sweat rolled down from Mu Dianke's forehead and hung on his chin.Followed by the second drop, the third drop...

Mu Cangping began to shed the first drop of sweat until her cheekbones formed a line of water.

It's now!

With Mu Cangping's strength, there are too few battles that require him to go all out.Even in the face of Liang Qing, Qu Ya and Qian Yu's three masters, he was calm and not in the slightest embarrassment.Now that he was forced into such a situation by himself with a single sword, he must be astonished or displeased.

As long as there are emotions, there will be distractions.

Mu Dianke silently raised his left palm from his sleeve, and hit Mu Cangping's waist without warning.

I used Cun Jin.

The so-called "inch strength" means that within an inch, the strength is exerted violently, and the sticking and hitting are followed.When fighting in close quarters, there is not enough time and space to charge long-distance. If you can hit such a short and crisp palm, it can save your life.

Naturally, Mu Cangping couldn't be hurt.

It's just that Mu Dianke's palm came very strangely, it was so sharp and fierce, it was not easy to dodge it, at least he had to be distracted to deal with this palm, so he had no spare energy to use his sword to attack Mu Dianke.

Mu Cangping bowed his back and retreated immediately.

When the toes are on the surface of the water, like a needle piercing the water, there is only a small eddy current, and the person uses his strength to jump up, facing the wind with his sleeves wide, and quickly occupies the highest overlooking position.

Of course Mu Dian didn't chase after him.

She still remembers the scene of Mu Cangping stepping on a dead pear tree on that full moon night and floating lightly and swiftly towards the crowd.

Even though her qinggong is not what it used to be, she is not crazy enough to compete with Mu Cangping.

When Mu Cangping retreated, she also retreated.But it was obviously not as calm as Mu Cangping's. He stepped on the water with both feet. It was like a torrential rain, and the river was full of ripples.

After withdrawing ten feet away, he flipped over neatly, with his sword sticking to the water, in a defensive position.After confirming that Mu Cangping did not move any more, he retreated another five feet with the force of the sword hitting the water and fell back on the boat.

There was a wind blowing from the water bank, and the whole body was cold, so I realized that my inner clothes were already sweating.

Mu Cangping put his sword back into its sheath, and he floated ashore, "Keep up this momentum, practice for another 20 years, and you will be able to kill me." He said before his back disappeared.

For 20 years, it's frustrating.But there is hope anyway.

Sitting on the bow of the boat with his sword in his hands, Mu Dianke thought to himself: The bargaining chip in the negotiation has increased again.I don't know if it is enough to persuade Mu Cangping to give up the sad place of detaining Mu Zijin in Luoyang, and let him and Shiqi go to live a free life among the mountains and rivers.

Mu Yueting sent him down in one breath, his feet were weak, but fortunately Wen Heng helped him in time.

She knew that this was a deal between Mu Dianke and Mu Cangping - Mu Cangping helped Mu Dianke become a sword, and Mu Dianke became the umbrella of the Mu clan.

But she also knew that once Mu Dian failed to meet Mu Cangping's expectations, the sword would have no eyes in the competition, and death would be in vain.Just like that.

She doesn't know why the family has become what it is today, and she is powerless to change it. She can only pray for the mercy of God, and hope that if she escapes today, she will be safe every time in the future.

Brother Mu Zijin and Mu Ziyan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Liao Shiqi grabbed her husband's hand that was clenched into a fist so hard that his veins would bulge, his clear and watery eyes were full of doubts.

Is this over?

Although she has been comforting Mu Zijin, saying that Xiao Sifu has a great life, and that Mu Cangping, no matter how brute he is, would not openly kill his daughter, etc., but she really doesn't know what her husband is nervous about.

Obviously the fight was very peaceful, no one was injured, no one's boat was destroyed and fell into the river, and it was not as fierce as Dazhu and Erming wrestled in the village.

Li Anan held a son in one arm, and rushed over to bury Chang Qianfo, "I really made you miserable! Let me just say, how could it be possible for a master to use swords like a brawl in the village? Such a big commotion—such a rare opportunity, it’s in vain!”

But Chang Qianfo couldn't care less about him, he hurried along the river bank, saw Mu Dianke raised his hand from a distance, shook himself, smiled, and felt a little more at ease.

Chang Huaixuan came out of the cabin and put a light yellow cloak on Mu Dianke's shoulders.

Mu Dian was indeed a little cold. He raised his head and smiled at Chang Huaixuan to express his gratitude, shrugging his shoulders and wrapping himself in the cloak.Maybe it's because she's thin, she shrinks into a small ball, with her palms exposed and her face exposed, pale with a layer of abnormal red after penetration, she looks pitiful.

"How did it feel to almost die by my father's sword?" Chang Huaixuan asked.

She saw very clearly that Mu Cangping's sword was a killer move, she thought with all her strength that she didn't hold back.If Mu Dian hadn't figured it out early, neither Liang Qing on the shore nor Chang Qian Buddha would have had time to rescue him, and the one who was closest to him would not even dare to believe Mu Cangping's sword intent fully erupted, let alone in time.

As for whether Mu Cangping will be merciful and withdraw his sword to save others at the cost of self-injury - after hearing all kinds of things recently, I really dare not give too much hope.

"What does little aunt think?" Mu Dianke looked up at Chang Huaixuan with a sincere attitude, "If you were in the same situation as me, what would little aunt think?"

Chang Huaixuan understood that Mu Dianke had laid the groundwork for so long, and finally got to the point: Mu Dianke took her to Langyuan to see flowers, went to Chang'an to visit the Jin family's tomb, and talked with Jin Caimo in front of her. The grievances and enmity, as well as allowing her to watch the duel up close today, are all for the purpose of eliciting the topic that she just asked herself: father and daughter.

Or feeling the sincere "little aunt", she answered seriously, "I will be angry and sad."

"There is still resentment?"

"Yes." Chang Huaixuan's voice was stiff.An old thorn stuck in his throat was touched, and it hurt again, "Very resentful."

"Resentment is because there are still expectations." Mu Dianke said lightly, his eyes moved away, and fell on the bare pagoda tree branches on the north bank, "I don't expect, so I don't hate or hurt. To me, this is just a a duel."

Chang Huaixuan didn't believe it.

How can a girl in her early twenties develop such a vicissitudes of heart.

"Speaking of killing me, this is not the closest he has come to success." Mu Dianke said in a calm voice, with an indifferent expression as if telling someone else's story, "The first time, I was eight years old, drugged and unable to move. The beams, rafters, and pillars of the house were all splashed with oil, and the fire ignited quickly. The courtyard door was locked, and I heard someone beating the iron bolt on the courtyard door. Once the bolt rang, one person died. The killers were lurking in the dark , Get rid of everyone who tried to rush in to fight the fire. Except my second brother. He was dragged away, I heard him crying and howling, very desperate..."

She turned her head to look at Chang Huaixuan, who was terrified and compassionate, and smiled, "It's incredible, isn't it, how can there be such a vicious father in the world? Unfortunately, there is."

(End of this chapter)