Su Xiaoliu nodded, already planning in her mind where to go for a stroll that afternoon.
Mo Xin got busy again. Afraid of disturbing her, Su Xiaoliu stood up and walked towards the door. But just as she reached it, a figure was also coming in.
She moved to one side, but the figure also headed in the same direction. Then she tried the other side, and the figure just happened to move there too. For a moment, she couldn't even get through the door.
Su Xiaoliu looked up at the person. It was Chu Weixin in a light cyan silk dress. He was holding a long sword in his hand and also looking down at Su Xiaoliu.
Su Xiaoliu frowned and said, "Don't you know how to make way for others when walking?" Then she squeezed out through another gap.
Chu Weixin turned to look at Su Xiaoliu. His cold eyes stared at her quietly, and he said with a faint smile, "Su Xiaoliu, where are you going?"
Su Xiaoliu turned around, looked at him and replied, "To soak up the sun."
Chu Weixin, who had just walked in, stepped back over the threshold and walked up to Su Xiaoliu. Looking down at her, he said, "I'll go with you."
Just then, Zhong Fengyue came back from somewhere else. Seeing Su Xiaoliu, he curved his lips and said softly, "Xiaoliu, where are you going?"
Su Xiaoliu turned to look at Zhong Fengyue who was walking towards them not far away. He was still in spotless white clothes, with his diamond - shaped lips curving under the white gauze hat. He looked extremely good - looking.
With a beaming smile in her almond - shaped eyes, Su Xiaoliu looked at him and said, "Nowhere. I'm just waiting for you to come back for lunch."
Chu Weixin looked down at Su Xiaoliu. Without even glancing at him, Su Xiaoliu walked over, grabbed Zhong Fengyue's sleeve and turned towards the main hall.
Seeing Su Xiaoliu go in, Chu Weixin didn't feel like going out alone. So he turned around and walked towards the main hall too, his cold eyes downcast and his face looking a bit unhappy.
When Mo Xin saw Zhong Fengyue coming back, she moved the things aside and couldn't help laughing, "I tried to persuade Xiaoliu to go out more before. But as soon as you're back, she doesn't want to go anymore."
Su Xiaoliu blushed and pretended not to hear. She walked over and sat down on a stool beside.
Zhong Fengyue curved his lips and just smiled without saying a word.
After lunch, Zhong Fengyue was about to go out to practice swordsmanship as usual. Su Xiaoliu quickly got off the stool and ran over.
She looked up at Zhong Fengyue, squinting her almond eyes and said, "I'm going too. Teach me how to practice swordsmanship!"
Looking at her, Zhong Fengyue smiled gently and said, "Okay."
Chu Weixin beside them picked up the long sword next to him, stood up and looked at Su Xiaoliu, saying, "How can you practice with Mr. Zhong if you don't have a sword?"
He was right. How could she practice without a sword?
Zhong Fengyue looked down at her. Seeing the worried look on her heart - shaped face, he couldn't help smiling gently, "You can borrow my sword. It's okay."
The Tianci Sword?
Su Xiaoliu's almond eyes widened. She was extremely excited. That was a precious sword...
Chu Weixin glanced at Su Xiaoliu indifferently and said, "Mr. Zhong's sword is a yang - type sword. You can't wield it."
It was like a bucket of cold water being poured on Su Xiaoliu's head. She gritted her teeth in anger.
She looked up at Chu Weixin, raising her eyebrows and saying, "Why can't I wield it? Can't I lift it or draw it out?"
Chu Weixin smiled slightly. Looking at her with his cold eyes, he said, "When practicing swordsmanship, one must achieve the unity of the person and the sword. If the sword doesn't match you, you might as well just wave a branch around."
Su Xiaoliu was so angry that she saw stars. Zhong Fengyue curved his lips into a smile. His ink - colored eyes looked at Chu Weixin through the white gauze hat and he said, "Could it be that the divine doctor's sword is a yin - type sword?"
Chu Weixin seemed to have expected such a question. He said without any hesitation, "Yes. This sword was passed down to me by my mother. It's a yin - type sword."
Zhong Fengyue was slightly surprised and said, "Oh?"
Chu Weixin drew his long sword out of its scabbard. The blade flashed with a cold light, but it wasn't sharp. Instead, it had a gentle and elegant look. Looking at the blade, he said, "This sword is called the Zhuqing Sword. I've been physically unfit to wield overly masculine swords since I was a child. So my mother passed this sword down to me for self - defense."
Su Xiaoliu stared at him for a while and whispered, "Then lend me your sword..."
She was just saying it casually. But Chu Weixin sheathed his sword, looked up at her and said gently, "Sure."
Su Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment. Then a look of joy appeared on her face. She looked up at Zhong Fengyue. Zhong Fengyue's lips curved slightly. He seemed quite interested in that sword.
Su Xiaoliu then looked down at Chu Weixin again, stretching out her hand and saying, "Then give it to me."
Chu Weixin looked at Su Xiaoliu with a slight look of confusion and said, "Give you what?"
Su Xiaoliu frowned slightly and stretched out her hand, saying, "The sword."
Suddenly, Chu Weixin seemed to understand and smiled. Looking at Su Xiaoliu, he said, "Let's go together then. I'll lend you the sword when we get there."
Su Xiaoliu was a bit dazed by his words. Zhong Fengyue curved his diamond - shaped lips. His ink - colored eyes stared at Chu Weixin quietly, thinking, What a Chu Weixin! After talking for so long, he's actually planning to come along.
Mo Xin couldn't help chuckling. She looked up at them, put down what she was doing and walked over, saying, "Then I'll go with you too."
Su Xiaoliu blinked her almond eyes, feeling quite speechless. Why did everyone suddenly decide to come along...
The Wanku Valley was a vast expanse of desolate land as far as the eye could see. It was empty and lonely, with dead trees and withered flowers and grass.
But fortunately, the sun was shining brightly, adding a bit of warmth to this desolate valley.
Zhong Fengyue held the Tianci Sword in his hand, pointing the tip of the sword at a dead tree not far away. He said to Su Xiaoliu, "Watch carefully."
Su Xiaoliu beside him immediately nodded and stared closely at Zhong Fengyue, afraid of missing anything if she blinked.
Chu Weixin and Mo Xin stood aside, also looking at Zhong Fengyue.
A cold wind suddenly swept across the flat ground. Zhong Fengyue waved his long sword, flicked his white sleeve lightly. His long black hair fluttered in the wind. His diamond - shaped lips under the white gauze hat were slightly pursed. He moved as fast as a shadow under his feet. The Tianci Sword in his hand was like blooming flowers. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind blew up. There was a loud "boom" and the dead tree was instantly split in half.
Even Chu Weixin couldn't help admiring. Su Xiaoliu gasped and took two steps back, saying, "It's so difficult!"
Su Xiaoliu stared intently at the split tree. She had hardly seen anything just now, and the tree was already split. She had known that Situ Qianyue was good at martial arts, but she didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so good now...
Chu Weixin looked at Zhong Fengyue, curving his lips and saying, "Mr. Zhong's swordsmanship is truly remarkable."
Zhong Fengyue smiled slightly and sheathed his sword, saying, "You flatter me."
Mo Xin was slightly surprised. She rarely saw Zhong Fengyue wielding a sword. Now that she saw it, it was indeed as the rumors said. Not only was Zhong Fengyue's swordsmanship steady and accurate, but the sharpness of the Tianci Sword was also unmatched by ordinary swords.
Chu Weixin picked up the Zhuqing Sword in his hand, drew it out of the scabbard and pointed it at another dead tree not far away. Then he curved his lips gently and said, "Although my sword is not as good as the Tianci Sword, it's still a good yin - type sword."