Yuanshin: The Eye of God Lights Up Again

The blade of the unspoken sword lies in front of Linghua...

She looked at Mu Xian and forced a decent smile.

Those were the last words that Ayaka uttered before the blades collided.

"Mu Xianjun, do you still remember what you said to me..."

"What kind of girl do you say you like..."

Chapter 203 Mu Xianjun, You Lost

The real sword collided with the wooden knife, and even though Mu Xian deliberately tilted the wooden knife, part of the wooden knife's blade was cut off.

But it's only a small part, it can't be called cutting the wooden knife at all...

—But... there is hope anyway, isn't there?

Linghua held the famous sword in her hand, the blade reflected the luster of metal.

Holding the handle of the knife, Linghua seemed to be able to feel the temperature coming from above, as if another person was also holding the knife.

This is the famous sword cast by the remaining Raiden Five Legends, and it is also Linghua's heart and gift.

—everything is slowly getting better...everything should be getting better with time...

—Whether it's Raiden Five Legends...whether it's the Kamisato family...whether it's the relationship with Mu Xian-kun...

— Shouldn't it be so?

There was a little icy edge on the blade of Bu Yanshan, but it was easily dispelled by the person in front of him.

The ice is scattered like snowflakes in winter...

There is no return to the lantern when dying, but before death, people can't help but think about the past.

That is the mark left by this world on them, and it is their memory of this world.

Linghua also remembered that there was such a heavy snowfall on the day her mother passed away.

When the mother on the sickbed said "It's snowing", Linghua saw the snowflakes outside as pale as her mother's face.

The elder brother, who is usually busy with affairs, also turned off all affairs, and stayed with his mother all the time.

There was a faint smile on the mother's face.

She made a promise with Linghua, as long as she didn't cry, Linghua wouldn't cry either.

She laughed and said a lot that day.

Talking about how after meeting my father for the first time, I accidentally hit my father on the head with a purple melon...

How did he see his father staring at him resentfully, and beat him up...

My mother said that she used to be a naughty girl, and her face was covered with mud every day because of her dirty body.

It's completely different from the mother in Ayaka's impression...

Of course it's different!

Because my mother said that she met someone who wiped off the mud carefully every time...

People who will protect themselves after encountering robbers...

"Since someone cherishes himself so much..."

"Then why don't you cherish yourself?"

"When you meet someone you like, you have to make yourself like the person you like..."

...

In Ayaka's sight, the falling snowflakes turned into ice ridges again.

The ice edge floating in mid-air did not fall to the ground with gravity, but was controlled by the eye of God to shoot towards Mu Xian.

Shenli's movements did not stop, he held Bu Yanshan in his hand and slashed upwards.

...

"So, I married that old antique father of yours..."

Ayaka still hears her mother's voice.

When she said this on the sickbed, she had a happy expression, and her face was much ruddy.

She was happy and complained that her father was always busy every day...

Complaining that what my father chanted the most every day is to revitalize the gods, instead of thinking about himself...

But the complaining mother always looks happy.

When her father was alive, she always smiled and listened to the words of Zhenxing Shenli's family...

She is also very happy to be by her father's side, happy to see Ayaka and Ayano because of her father...

...

Mu Xian's wooden knife easily shattered the flying ice edge, and the wooden knife in his hand deflected Linghua's slash at a faster speed.

As the sword light deflected, Linghua's blade flipped over and faced the wooden sword swung by Mu Xian.

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"If you want to test your martial arts skills..."

"Except for the fact that I deliberately let him go for a while when he proposed, he has never won against me..."

"Because at other times, he has been letting me..."

"Obviously I am also very powerful, you see, I will live longer than him."

At that time, Linghua saw a trace of sadness flashing across her mother's smiling face, but she didn't win her father's ecstasy at all...

The clashing sound of the wooden knife and Bu Yanshan's blade brought Linghua back from her memory, and she saw the trace of the blade embedded in the wooden knife.

With a slight force, the blade was lifted up, but the wooden knife was not cut off.

The wooden knife came from a strange direction, and Linghua chopped down the raised blade...

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"If I leave, you two will be the only ones in the entire Kamisato family..."

"I still feel a little bit reluctant to think about it..."

"But... your father has been there for a long time."

The mother shed a tear, and the tearful mother made Linghua sob and shed more tears.

At that time, Linghua should have said something to stay, but she just forgot to do it because she was crying...

...

The wooden knife that Mu Xian swung did not directly collide with Bu Yanshan, but changed its trajectory the moment Bu Yanshan slashed.

The wooden knife hit the back of Linghua's hand holding the knife, and the pain from the blow made Linghua couldn't help but let go of her unkind hand.

But the next moment, he grasped at it as if thinking of something...

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"Don't cry."

"The lady of the Kamisato family can't cry so ugly."

At that time, Linghua had never cried so loudly, her mother's thumb rubbed the corners of Linghua's eyes, and gently touched Linghua's head...

"I'm always going to see your father... I'm always leaving..."

"But in the future... our Linghua will always meet someone who takes care of you like me..."

"For example, Ayato... For example, someone Ayaka likes..."

...

The wooden knife was drawn towards the back of Linghua's hand again, but Linghua, who was holding the handle of the knife with both hands, put Bu Yanshan behind her at this time.

The God's Eye danced out of thin air with the stimulation of power, this time hiding behind Linghua was not just bad words.

After the blade is the back of the blade, and behind the back of the blade is the accumulated frost...

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"Just like I met your father, Linghua will definitely meet someone she likes."

...

The blade mixed with frost was swung out, and the momentum and energy it brought were about to hit the thin wooden knife.

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"Xiao Linghua is so cute, so people who like Xiao Linghua will definitely like Xiao Linghua..."

...

Sudden force knocked Bu Yanshan out of his hand, Linghua sat on the ground, her right hand was red and swollen.

The metal blade reflects the sunlight, which is particularly dazzling in mid-air...

"I'm really happy to marry your father..."

"Even now, I am very happy to meet your father..."

"So..."

Linghua, who had no strength, sat on the ground, and she slowly stood up from the ground, panting heavily.

She remembered the last words her mother had said to herself.

Always remember.

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"Even if I'm gone... But Xiao Linghua, you must marry the person you like."

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