The sky over the rivers and lakes is very clear

Chapter 88

After nine moves, the two suddenly separated. Kazama Yoru held his Cloud-Piercing Moon-Locking Flute across his chest, while his maple-colored longsword drew a beautiful half-arc in the air, suitable for both offense and defense.

Kazama Yoru's eyes shone like stars: "Young Master Feng is indeed a paragon of Chinese talent!"

Maple Leaf's expression held a hint of admiration: "Japanese martial arts, though originating from China, have developed into their own unique system. Your country is indeed full of talented individuals! It's just a pity—"

Kazama Yoru's expression was somewhat arrogant: "What's a pity?"

"Unfortunately, the land of China is vast and its landscapes are picturesque. Martial arts are based on chivalry, benevolence, and righteousness, and are rooted in wisdom, virtue, and compassion. Your country, confined to a narrow island, has taken away fine martial arts but has turned them into treacherous and insidious practices. Although you have found a different path, you have ultimately become inferior!"

Jianghu TianhenqingⅡ42009-07-23 18:21 He was usually mild-mannered, but these words were quite harsh, showing his deep hatred for that ambitious island nation.

Although Kazama Yoru knew that what he said made sense, he was still indignant: "To be fair, if I were to face Nishino En and Yan Shenhan head-on, who would win?"

After considering for a moment, Feng Xuese said, "You win."

Feng Xuese sneered: "Even your country's superior martial arts will be defeated by our inferior martial arts!"

Feng Xuese shook his head and said, "I said you won not because of your country's kung fu, but because your understanding of Chinese kung fu is much deeper than their understanding of Japanese kung fu!" He sighed and said regretfully, "Our country's martial artists still know too little about your country."

Kazama Yoru remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "What you say is true, but how do you know if I did my best?"

Feng Xuese said, "Why don't we try again?"

"Good!" Kazama Yoru's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the flute in his hand shone brightly.

Maple Leaf stood with his sword across his body, his tall, slender figure standing alone and aloof in the night rain.

The lantern hanging on the willow tree cast a circle of dim yellow light.

Although she knew that if Feng Xuese returned, she wouldn't be blinded by the darkness, Chen Muwan still stood in the circle of light.

Holding an umbrella and bathed in a hazy glow, she stood in the slanting rain, looking as beautiful as the youngest daughter of the Dragon King.

Young Master Feng has been gone for a long time, but he still hasn't returned. She desperately wanted to follow the direction he went to look for him, but his last words before leaving were, "Wait for him!"

Moreover, what if he happens to come back when she leaves? Wouldn't that be a missed opportunity?

Morning and evening, her heart burned with anxiety. She wanted to go see him, yet she dared not. For the first time, she felt that fate had been unfair to her, that she had been injured since childhood and unable to learn martial arts, so now she was powerless to help in any way…

Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed along the long embankment.

Chen Muwan was delighted and took two steps forward to greet him, but then stopped.

This isn't him. It's not Young Master Feng!

With Young Master Feng's lightness skill, he wouldn't make such messy footsteps when he walks.

So, on this long, rainy night, on this desolate embankment, who will come here?

It was most likely her two maids or Uncle Feng who came looking for her out of concern—but their footsteps were familiar to her since childhood, so it couldn't be them!

Suddenly remembering the man in black who had been stabbed to death in the lake by Feng Xuese before Ning Nuan Pavilion collapsed, Chen Muwan's heart leaped into her throat.

If any... slip through the net...

The footsteps grew closer, and in the shadows where the light didn't reach, a huge head vaguely appeared. Chen Muwan almost screamed.

The sky was finally completely dark. (2009-07-24 12:14)

Before seeing the lamp, Zhu Huihui was running through the woods with a large rooster under his arm, in a very cheerful mood.

A big, fat, spotted pig followed behind her, waddling along on its four chubby little legs, grunting and squealing as it ran, its little tail wagging happily.

The brothers Zhu Huihui and Zhu Huahua couldn't help but be unhappy!

Although she was chased by five or six big dogs when she sneaked into the village to steal chickens, she and her dog managed to escape safely thanks to their cleverness honed from working together for so long!

Seeing that she had escaped far enough and was no longer afraid of being caught, Zhu Huihui finally stopped.

Touching her empty stomach and looking at the plump chicken in her hand, she sighed, "Please forgive me, hero! Although I promised you I wouldn't steal anymore, I had no choice. Losing my integrity is a small matter; starving to death is a big one."

She heard this from a teacher one day when she was taking a nap in the sun by the wall of a bookstore.

She looked around, trying to find a place to clean and roast the chicken, but after taking a closer look at her surroundings, she couldn't help but frown.

Sparse forest, gloomy wilderness. She was so focused on running away that she didn't pay attention to where she was.

Just as I was wondering, a light suddenly lit up in the distance ahead.

The dim yellow light flickered, like a cloudy eye in the darkness, blinking incessantly.

Zhu Huihui was stunned for a moment, a strange feeling rising in her heart.

The faint light that suddenly appeared in the wilderness reminded her of a similarly starless and moonless night long ago.

It was very late that night. She hadn't found any food, and with an empty stomach, she carried Huahua and walked through a long, dark place, feeling cold and hungry.

Footsteps suddenly came from behind!

In the deserted alley, the sound was unusually heavy, each step seeming to pound on her heart.

An inexplicable fear made her take off running, not even daring to look back to see what was behind her! She was afraid that if she slowed down, a sharp, white jaws would bite into her neck!

The light that suddenly appeared in the wilderness, like the footsteps that night, ignited a strange fear in her heart.

She couldn't help but shiver, shrink her neck, and muttered to herself, "Looks like I've been having a run of bad luck lately. I'd better stay away from places like that!"