Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

[At 13 years old, you are still immersed in the practice of swordsmanship. Even Yaoguang has to admit Jingtian's vision. It is a blessing for Yuque to use this talent on Yunqi]

[No one dares to underestimate your lifespan as a short-lived species. You have reached the peak of most long-lived species in just 13 years]

"An Ming."

"Yunqi Xiaowei."

Yaoguang personally handed a light blue jade sign to An Ming, which symbolized his recognition of his strength.

An Ming took the jade sign with both hands, "Thank you, General."

"No need to be so respectful," Yaoguang looked at An Ming and was more and more satisfied. I think from today on, Yuque will have a new legend, the legend of An Ming.

The youngest Yunqi Xiaowei.

Swordsmanship genius.

Taibu disciple.

An Ming, who has countless halos, has not changed much. He still repeats the same sword practice every day, but still looks forward to the season when peach blossoms bloom.

Recently, the friction between the alliance and the Fengrao people has been increasing, and the frequency of small-scale battles has become shorter and shorter. Almost all the fortune-tellers of Yuque have been involved in the fortune-telling of this battle.

If we can find the traces of fate from the confusing hexagrams, then everything will be rewritten.

Finding the path with the least loss from countless wrong futures is the meaning of the fortune-teller's existence.

...

...

"After asking the Ten Directions Light Reflection Dharma Realm to interpret the hexagram."

"I am sure..."

"My fate will be cut off in your hands."

Fu Xuan will never forget that day, the master who always smiled on weekdays, calmly announced his own fate - and the reason for accepting her as a disciple.

Just because of this so-called "destiny".

Divination will not go wrong, and so is fate.

Jingtian looked at the sky and said with a smile: "The road of fate..."

There is only one.

There has never been a second one.

Fu Xuan suddenly woke up from her dream, holding her chest and panting violently, with cold sweat hanging on her forehead.

That day was like a nightmare that would never dissipate, just like the fate that had been following her since she was born and never left.

"This child will become the future Grand Master of Yuque!"

"Xuan'er, you have the blessing of God."

"You will... kill me with your own hands."

Fu Xuan covered her head and groaned in pain. No... No! That was not the fate she wanted!

Who can...

Who can——

Save her.

"Sister!"

The door of the room was kicked open, and under the cold sword, Fu Xuan saw An Ming, whom she had never seen before.

The boy's eyes were cold and full of murderous intent. The cold sword breath seemed to freeze the room, and even the temperature of the air suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, making people shiver.

The peach blossoms outside the house were washed by the cold until they withered.

"Put down your sword first..." Fu Xuan lifted the thin blanket up, her whole body trembling from the cold. It was the first time she saw An Ming's murderous look.

"It was just a nightmare."

"Ah...?"

An Ming blinked and couldn't help laughing, "Senior sister, I didn't expect you to have this side."

A faint blush appeared on Fu Xuan's cheeks. She turned her head and snorted, "It's all your fault. I can't sleep tonight." She reached out and pulled the small table by the window in front of her, patting the seat opposite.

"Junior brother."

"Do you want to hear a story?"

In the candlelight, Fu Xuan made up her mind to tell An Ming everything about her and Jingtian.

- That story about fate and the future.

[At the age of 14, all the fortune tellers in Yuque were devoted to assisting the operation of the Ten Directions Light Reflection Realm. As the Grand Fortune Teller of Yuque, Jingtian put all his efforts into it, just to seek a corner of the future]

[If the divination is successful, it can reduce the death of tens of thousands or even more people. This is the meaning of the existence of fortune tellers]

[As a cloud rider, you should have been sent to the front battlefield, but Yaoguang insisted on letting you stay in Yuque without explaining the reason. The military order is like a mountain, so you can only stay behind and keep an eye on the changes in the war situation]

"Master, what kind of future do you see from the Ten Directions Light Reflection Realm?"

An Ming couldn't suppress his anxiety in his heart, and still found Jingtian to ask the doubts that had troubled him for a long time. He really couldn't stand the fortune tellers' usual riddle-telling behavior.

Jingtian waved the magic fan that he never left, patted An Ming's head with a smile, and nodded with satisfaction at An Ming, who had now become a teenager.

"My disciple."

"Your senior sister always said that I regard fate as the only thing, but she didn't know that I also defied fate."

"...?!"

An Ming couldn't help but open his eyes wide. The master who never doubted fate actually defied fate?

Jingtian narrowed his eyes and looked at An Ming, and once againThe body saw the burning golden blood, and the blessing of abundance always accompanied An Ming, but never showed any changes.

An Ming was still an ordinary person, a short-lived species with a lifespan of only a hundred years.

How could the blessing of the pharmacist have no effect?

"My encounter with you originated from your blood."

Jingtian smiled and slowly told the whole story of his encounter with An Ming: "That day, with the help of the Ten Directions Light Reflection Dharma Realm, the distant future was observed, and Yuque would encounter a catastrophe."

"That was a future without any hope, but in the darkness I saw you... a child with abundant blood."

"You will cut off Yuque with your own hands."

"?!"

An Ming stepped back in shock. At this moment, he truly understood Fu Xuan's feelings. What Jingtian said was definitely not a joke, and as the Taibu of Yuque, he would not make such a joke.

"That day I wanted to end this fate with my own hands... but I didn't expect to be involved in fate," Jingtian released his hand on An Ming's head.

"Xuan'er is right. If it were you, you could cut off your fate."

Jingtian walked to the window and stared at the sky, muttering, "This is not what Taibu said, but as a master, I hope to see that day."

An Ming took out the wooden sword, and the hesitation in his eyes slowly dissipated, turning into determination.

"Master, as long as I have a sword in my hand, I can do everything!"

"Some things cannot be saved even by a sword," Jingtian took up the teacup and drank it all with emotion. He choked a few times because of the heat, and An Ming couldn't help laughing again.

Under the peach tree outside the window, Fu Xuan's figure arrived as expected, and blinked strangely at the two people in the room.

Seeing this, An Ming put the sword on the table and pushed the door open to greet her.

"Sister Xuan'er, you came so early this year!"

"Then later next time?"

"Don't..."

Jingtian looked at the two people in the courtyard, then looked at the wooden sword on the table, with a complicated look in his eyes.

An Ming is the deepest darkness in that future, but it is also the last darkness.

After the darkness——

is the dawn.