"Bi'er, why are you here?" Liu Biran's appearance scared Liu Zangyue's mind torn apart.

"Aunt, how are you doing?" Liu Biran noticed the sword marks on Liu Zangyue's body and quickly escaped from the shock. Instead of picking up her words, she hurried forward to check her injuries.

"Go away quickly." Liu Zangyue shouted anxiously.

"Biran, you shouldn't have appeared here." Lin Huaiman shouted sternly, his pale face was extremely cold at this moment.

Liu Biran slowly faced Liu Zangfeng and the others and asked, "Sister Ali, is he really the orphan of Jian Jian Villa back then?"

"You don't have to call her sister." Liu Zangfeng's tone was cold.

"Father." A bitterness flashed in Liu Biran's eyes. She felt that the father in front of her was extremely unfamiliar. "Ali has lived with us for twenty years and should have feelings. You just said that you would dig out Ali's eyes. Why do you do this?"

"Why can't you do this? It's not that she's going to take her life, but that she's blind. This is nothing in the face of twenty years of raising her." Liu Zangfeng said lightly.

"But……"

"This is not what you should consider!" Lin Huaiman interrupted her coldly, "Get out of here quickly."

"Bi'er, go quickly." Liu Zangyue also shouted, "When you go out, you can tell me and Luo Feiyu that there is a senior sister here to carry it, tell him not to worry and concentrate on his own business! If he loses all this, don't call me senior sister in the future."

Liu Biran smiled bitterly and said, "But he doesn't want to pay attention to me."

Liu Zangyue was stunned and then said angrily: "I will teach you a lesson when I go out, but I dare to ignore you."

"Auntie, don't comfort me, I understand." Liu Biran smiled gently, "Sister, do you know? A poster on the swordsman's building just now came forward to rescue him. He was still closed his eyes at that time. Maybe he thought the poster Gongsun was in front of him, so he said some whispers. It sounded like he was really happy, but that was completely different from the cold attitude he talked to me."

When Liu Zangyue heard the words, she first flashed with joy, and then felt a sense of regret.

Biran's mood at this moment is probably the same as when she met a man in white again after many years.

"Do you like that young man?" Lin Huaiman frowned, "It's a pity that he must not walk out of Liuyue Villa alive."

Liu Biran turned to Liu Zangfeng, "Father, is this what you mean?"

Liu Zangfeng nodded, "Yes."

"Why?" Liu Zangyue asked in confusion.

"If this child is not eliminated, it will cause great trouble."

"Since you want to kill him and your aunt, I can't leave." Liu Biran exhaled in a deep breath, bit her finger, and threw out a drop of blood and attached it to Liu Zangyue's sword.

Swordsman's Blood.

"Bi'er?" Liu Zangyue looked at her in surprise.

"Aunt, forgive my selfishness." Liu Biran smiled, with determination in her smile, "I want to fight for him once, so that he can remember me. What's more, I want to save you."

"Thank you for building an unreachable dream for me. Let me experience this world." Liu Biran raised his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

The sword force on Liu Zangyue's sword suddenly surged.

"I really have a good daughter." Liu Zangfeng said coldly.

"Well." Liu Zangyue looked at her, smiled pamperedly, then looked ahead and called her name: "Liu Zangfeng."

Liu Zangfeng raised his sword without hesitation, "Liu Zangyue, you shouldn't be against me, you can't beat me."

"Maybe, I shouldn't have surpassed you since I was a child." Liu Zangyue looked up at the Liu Yundu, which was like spring all year round. Flowers were flying all over the sky, and it was still the city in her memory.

"Hmm?" Liu Zangfeng's sword suddenly stopped in the air.

"If this were the case, I wouldn't have met him, and I wouldn't have experienced the past that I still don't want to recall. I will always be the carefree little girl in this city." Liu Zangyue closed her eyes, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

It seemed that Liu Zangfeng was touched by Liu Zangyue's words, and Liu Zangfeng had a slight hesitation.

Seeing this, Lin Huaiman clenched his fists and said viciously: "But there is no if in everything! Zangfeng, have you forgotten the humiliation you have endured over the years?"

A trace of coldness and decisiveness flashed in Liu Zangfeng's eyes, and he swung the February spring willow down, as if it were thousands of thunder.

"Yes! Just because there is no if in everything!" Liu Zangyue suddenly opened her eyes, and the fine sword marks on her body immediately burst out blood, and a bright and fiery flower bloomed on the long sword in her hand. "So, I also want to fight for my past."

But for a moment, the flowers faded and the sword broke.

The river is about to burn.

The most beautiful day of flowers blooming is also the time when they fall.

"Zangyue, is it really going to be like this?" Liu Zangfeng shouted.

"Take it seriously!" Liu Zangyue raised the broken sword and slashed at Liu Zangfeng with the shaking broken blade.

Over the years, I have traveled to the islands across the river and seen cherry blossoms blooming in time, but withering resolutely.

I have seen the red leaves of Kiyomizu Temple, and the cold rain has just arrived.

I have seen a mountain hanging upside down like a jade fan, covered with snow.

But in my dream at night, I still can't forget the Cangshan, Erhai Lake, the wind, flowers, snow and moon when I was young; when my master took me to the vast vast desert that I had seen when I was young; I can't forget the master's wife taught me to practice swords in the grass and the birds flying.

Yueyang Yunmengze, clear water sets in the sun, fishing boats sing in the evening. He rowed a small boat and ran to me, and the boat was full of lotus pods he picked in the river.

I dreamed of everything, dreamed of where I came from in this life.

It's also a place to go.

Fourteen years ago, when I killed my senior brother, my master said to me: "You are no longer a swordsman."

Because of losing the kendo?

Over the years in Fusang, I have been thinking about what my kendo is. Now I seem to understand.

Actually, I should have understood it all along.

It is the original intention.

Being committed to the way to be kept is my original intention.

And my way of keeping is everyone in the sect.

Including this junior brother, the master's wife, Yue Ping, and you.

"Master, if junior brother can really make his wife feel wronged this time, can you go back to this world and take a look?" Liu Zangyue's broken blade broke away, like a petal floating.

Loulan, distant Xizhou.

The old man was closing his eyes, cooking tea, and basking in the sun lazily in the desert.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, raised his hand and took the peach blossom floating in, and said silently.

When Master Yu Yin saw this petal, he couldn't help but remember the Yumen Peach Garden that the old man often talked to them. "Didn't the peach blossoms there withered more than ten years ago?"
Chapter completed!