The wooden sword pierced his body, and he could even feel the wood grain on the sword; the sensation was extremely eerie.
What did he miss that caused him to be injured by his master's hidden weapon, even though he was clearly not allowed to use a sword?
He was somewhat confused, and then looked up at six inches above his navel.
Where's the sword? Why isn't it here? Is it just his imagination? But what about these bloodstains?
He collapsed so easily after being lightly tapped on the back.
He turned back unwillingly, and saw the person looking down at him with a wooden sword in her hand under the midday sun.
"I forgot to mention, I'm left-handed."
She explained very patiently, and then walked forward, carrying the wooden sword that had passed through his body.
Behind him, the old man's crooked eyes flashed with anger, and just as he was about to flick the pebble from his sleeve, five figures appeared like ghosts and sandwiched him in the middle.
Xiao Kuang, Rong Ye, Xun Dao, Wei Changfeng, and Luo Chuan each reside in one of the five directions with their backs turned.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t make a move, after all, this is the Central Plains,” Fu Xian hinted, then proudly raised his head, “And that’s my youngest son.”
After striking the golden gong and receiving the official seal, her waist-length hair fluttered in the wind, revealing tourmaline that looked like drops of blood.
On the first day of the eleventh month of the fourth year of Shengde, Yu Zigui ascended to the position of leader of the alliance. He was the second person to go to the Northern Barbarians.
—The Seventeenth Generation Elder of Nanshan, whose handwriting is kept in Room Sixty-Four, the Wordless Door, of "Tales of the Martial World - The Grandmaster Register".
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Disciples of the Five Masters
The eldest son, Prince Minhuai (deceased),
The second son, Emperor Shengde (whose surname was Zhu and given name was Duo),
The third son, Ji Ke (courtesy name Junze),
The fourth and fifth brothers are irrelevant (they are minor characters and will not appear in this article).
The sixth son, Fu Xian (courtesy name Changyu), was originally the heir apparent to the King of Beiyue.
The seventh son, Rong Ye (originally named Rong Lie, but changed his name to Rong Lie to take the name of his deceased twin brother).
Lao Ba Xun Dao (formerly the Junior General of the Zhenguo Mansion)
The Ninth Prince, Wei Changfeng (formerly the Second Young Master of the Wei Family),
Luo Chuan, the tenth brother (originally named Luo Chuan, was originally a guard of Wei Changfeng).
Eleven names cannot be spoken
Twelve more Zigui
P.S. I heard that many people are confused, so I've made a table. Also, I heard that those reading on their phones won't see the author's note, so I've put it in the main text. Happy Dragon Boat Festival!
Volume Two, Chapter Eleven
The vast landscape stretches endlessly green, but the autumn wind blows and frost forms.
I write until the end of autumn, and then another line appears after the wild geese have flown past.
If he were to wisely escape to the sea, I wonder if his uncle would let him go.
The moment he wrote the letter, Xiao Kuang thought to himself in a self-deceptive way.
Give up.
Luan's ruthless prompting made him sigh again.
What a miserable life! He should have jumped on stage when that Northern Di man made his appearance. Even if he had been seriously injured like Wei Zhuofeng, it would have been better than him being able-bodied and having to tell his uncle about his future aunt's ascension to the throne.
I hate it!
Seeing Xiao Kuang, who had been dragging his feet for two days and was now forced to "take the plunge," Cong Luan chuckled.
"Did you see clearly that day?" she asked.
That day...
The tip of the brush landed on the light bamboo-green paper, spreading out a thick blot of ink.
He could barely see clearly as she switched the sword to her left hand and then vanished from Xianyu Geng's sight like smoke. The moment the sword disappeared from her body, it returned to her hand, which was already behind Xianyu Geng.
So fast that it was almost instantaneous, few people present could see it clearly, which led to rumors that the new leader of the alliance was manipulating ghosts and gods to kill people, even though this was very consistent with her identity as a Taoist.
“This is an astonishing technique. Even with my extensive knowledge, I have never seen anything like it before,” Cong Luan sighed, then looked at him. “But why did Zigui do this?”
Based on his entanglements with the Five Great Sect members during his childhood, if he wasn't mistaken—
"Hey, that's not what I'm thinking about right now." Xiao Kuang slumped down, picking up the scrap of paper, wishing he could stick the brush into one end.
"Can't you tell me?"
“Ah Luan…” Why are you looking at him like that?
"Saying you're heartless is actually a lie; you're cruel."