Gong Lan said, "That sword was given by you back then, and I have always treasured it!" Her face turned slightly red, and she whispered, "I regard it as a family heirloom, and seeing it , reminds me of you..."

The swordsman lowered his head, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

At this time, the bullied child suddenly ran in, but his face was bruised and his nose was bleeding.

Gong Lan jumped in shock and shouted, "Jin'er, how did you do this? Why don't you say hello to Uncle?"

Jin'er didn't hear anything, she grabbed a few steps to the table, flipped her feet, picked up the sword, put it on her shoulder, and rushed out.As soon as he got outside the door, he immediately pulled out his sword and shouted, "Humph! I'm not easy to bully, Xiao Jin, look at how powerful my sword is!"

Seeing this little boy again, that group of children brought out a sword, and they were so frightened that they ran away.

Gong Lan frowned slightly and said angrily, "This kid is just like his father. He has a bad temper and never changes."

Looking back at the Juggernaut, he found that the Juggernaut was covered in sweat.Then he walked over, rolled up the bottom of his sleeves, wiped the sweat for the swordsman, and asked, "Looking at you sweating profusely, what's wrong?"

She didn't know, Juggernaut sighed inwardly: "My calculations for myself are indeed correct."

Immediately, the swordsman turned his hand and grabbed her wrist, and said eagerly: "Gong Lan! I... the deadline has come, and after nine days, it will be the period of my return to heaven! Looking back on the deathbed, although it enjoys a good reputation, it has only a false name, and actually has nothing!"

"I! Very! Regret!"

After saying the last four words, he immediately turned his usual peaceful demeanor and glared at Gong Lan with fierce eyes.

Gong Lan was shocked: "Are you crazy?"

The swordsman said with hatred: "In the past, I gave you to others in order to climb to the top of the swordsmanship. The surface is generous. I have suffered for many years. I regret it so far.

"I came to you this time, in order to ask for one of them. I really don't want to bring this regret into the tomb's house, and I am worried about death..."

As he spoke, he began to strip Gong Lan's clothes.

Gong Lan struggled hard, but it was too late.

Just listening to the sound of "ah", it seems that even the table and bowl were overturned.Jin'er outside the door hurriedly dragged her sword and ran back, shouting, "Mother. Dear!"

Gong Lan's voice in the room was piercing and piercing: "Jin'er, hurry up!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the inside, grabbed Jin'er with a sword, then reached out and threw Jin'er into the house, falling down beside Gong Lan.

"In order to deal with the remaining two things with all my heart, I have to be unconcerned—"

The swordsman said in a cold voice, "Gong Lan, don't blame me for being cruel!"

After speaking, the sword light disappeared in a flash.

The sword that Gong Lan regarded as a family heirloom connected her mother and son's heart.

Chapter 40 The Guess of Sword Twenty-three

"What the hell is Sword Twenty-Three? Is that ability to stop time and space really the power that a B-rank world can have?" The scroll of "Sword of the Holy Spirit" that came down was flipped over and over again.

These scrolls also left the swordsman's sword intent in it, allowing Xingtao to know the realm of the swordsman.

"Perhaps... the so-called Sword Twenty-three does not stagnate in time and space, but is similar to Jiukong Wujie?" Xingtao's eyes became more and more radiant, "In the original book, the swordsman's last sword may not be in reality. The confrontation, but the confrontation of spiritual consciousness."

"The confrontation of mental consciousness is naturally fast and unparalleled, and the flesh and body can't react at all, so there are those people in the original book who clearly have thinking, but they sit and watch the scene where they are cut by the sword energy. If the time and space are really stagnant. , how can there be thinking?"

"If the Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-three is really such a move, then maybe I can easily block it, not necessarily!"

……

Jiansheng went to a tomb, and there were six words inscribed on the tombstone: "The Tomb of His Beloved Wife Jieyu"

The swordsman said: "This old man has been the king of swordsmanship all his life, but he has only ever been defeated by you. Since then, I have returned to the countryside, and then devoted myself to studying swordsmanship, and vowed to elevate the twenty-one swords of the Holy Spirit to the highest level. My wish is to find you to compete again!"

"You won't die so easily!" The Sword Saint murmured, "Every year today is the anniversary of your beloved wife's death. If you haven't died, you will definitely come to worship... I'll be waiting for you here!"

The Juggernaut has sat cross-legged on the boulder and waited for no name.

This wait is a few days.

The swordsman sighed: "No name! You and I have devoted our whole lives to kendo. When I held the sword, I could feel your sword-like heart still beating, you must be alive! Come out and see me! "

At this time, a figure suddenly rose up in the dense forest opposite, and slowly forced over.This seemingly nameless, but not anonymous person bowed his head and went to Jieyu's tomb, burning incense, paying homage... Everything was done calmly.

Juggernaut's face was even colder as he said, "Your Excellency is the nameless confidant and true master?"

Wuming said lightly: "The benefactor and his sword are one, so he must be the sword saint?"

The swordsman raised his eyebrows slightly and said loudly: "Since the master is an unknown friend, he will definitely know where he lives!"

True to his sigh, he said, "Amitabha, Wuming has long since passed away, so there is no need to doubt it!"

The Sword Saint immediately said: "I don't believe it!"

He said indifferently: "Life is too short, so some people know the world early, stay out of the way, and enjoy themselves, and some people spend their entire lives striving for fame and fortune, and finally have to bury their bones in a wasteland... Sword Saint! Why do you wait for one? The deceased is here to fight with you? Alas..."

The swordsman said angrily: "I don't have much time, I don't want to hear about the failure of Buddhism! Where is Wuming?"

The truth is still indifferent: "The force cannot be exhausted, the words cannot be exhausted, the blessings cannot be enjoyed, the rules cannot be exhausted, and everything is exhausted, the fate is bound to end early."

The Juggernaut responded immediately: "Bah! I miss my Juggernaut retirement for half my life! Who will give me the slightest care? Now that I have nothing, my afterglow You will shine to the fullest!"

With a swipe of the sword finger, the sword energy immediately became clear, and he cut off a piece of his true hem.

True, but still motionless, he said, "If the sword is exhausted, the sword will break and people will die!"

Sword Saint said: "The old man is invincible, how can he be greedy for life and fear death?"

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