Starry sky, I can hear their secrets.

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Fu Xuan: "..."

I'm so frustrated. I never expected that even the crows would come from behind and surpass me.

To save face for Fu Xuan, Han Ya didn't continue.

If Lord Fu Xuan finds out that Huanlong and her sister were involved yesterday...

It's possible that Lord Fu Xuan might actually experience a collapse of his Dao heart.

Jing Yuan stiffly twisted his neck: "You gave it to her?"

Su Jinyan explained, "She insisted."

Jing Yuan pressed further, "Did you give it to her just because she insisted?"

Su Jinyan shrugged: "Then I can't resist."

Jing Yuan asked, "You've toyed with my mentor's feelings, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Su Jinyan said in a deep voice, "General, you know me. I have always been a person who treats sincerity with sincerity."

Jing Yuan looked at Jing Liu, then at Su Jinyan, his expression one of great satisfaction.

"My mentor, it seems you've moved on?"

Bringing up old stories is like stirring up a muddy pond, only causing unpleasantness.

"I thought you were hopelessly obsessed with revenge."

"Now it seems that love really is the cure for everything."

Jingliu neither admitted nor denied it:

"Don't misunderstand, Jingyuan, I still haven't given up my obsession with avenging Bai Heng."

"But now I have new concerns."

"When my little brother is by my side, I can temporarily suppress my past grievances and endless killing."

"However, it will leave you with endless emptiness afterwards."

Jing Yuan said gently, "Su Qing is the most promising and special person I have ever met."

"If it's him, I think the future might really have a happy ending."

Su Jinyan was not presumptuous enough to persuade Jingliu to give up her revenge.

That would undoubtedly trample on Mirror Stream's belief in hunting and insult her long-held principles.

He will stand firmly on Jingliu's side as long as Jingliu needs him.

He also needs enough time to grow.

Given time, if he truly unravels the mysteries of the Star God and becomes the Star God of Pure Love.

Therefore, bringing the deceased Bai Heng back to life should no longer be a problem.

Su Jinyan's eyes were deep: "No matter what, I will always be your strongest support."

"Let me bear the regrets of the Five Heroes of the Clouds, let me end them."

Jing Liu's beautiful eyes softened as she quietly intertwined her fingers with Su Jinyan's. Her cold heart had already been opened, completely occupied by her little brother.

Well, perhaps it's not just his heart that's occupied by him.

Yanqing stared longingly at Su Jinyan:

"Teacher, you don't have to return the money I gave as a gift."

"I want to learn Su Chang's sword technique; it looks really cool."

Su Jinyan beckoned to Su Chang, and after Su Chang came over, he briefly explained the situation to her.

Su Chang scratched her head awkwardly: "Brother Jin Yan, it's not that I don't want to teach."

"I'm a natural at hitting people."

"I'm sorry, but I have absolutely no experience with this."

Jing Yuan laughed loudly, "That's fine, if Miss Su Chang doesn't mind."

"It can generate a memory bubble from the memory of your sword practice."

"Given Yanqing's exceptional talent in swordsmanship and martial arts, he could easily learn sword techniques on his own."

Su Chang nodded gently: "Yes, that's fine."

"However, I also have a request: Brother Jinyan has to make time to go on a date with me."

Jing Yuan looked at Jing Liu with a half-smile: "Master, Yan Qing is my prized disciple."

"You wouldn't be as stingy as Fu Qing, would you...?"

Jing Liu's lips twitched slightly: "I have no objection."

Just as Yanqing showed a hint of joy, Jingliu said coldly:

"The true essence of swordsmanship cannot be grasped without enduring countless wounds and deaths."

"Yanqing, I will test you when I have time, so you'd better be mentally prepared."

“I will never treat you as gently as Jing Yuan did.”

"If you test your sword against me, the slightest mistake could cost you your life."

Jing Yuan: “…”

Yanqing: "......"

Grandmaster Jingliu was indeed jealous.

I've heard that when women get jealous, they'll even slap a passing dog.

Ah, the sword is still the best. Anyone can betray you, but the sword will never betray you.

Yanqing decided to spend the rest of his life with his house full of top-quality swords.

Su Chang seemed to have thought of something and took out a close-up photo of herself and Su Jinyan.

"Sister Jingliu, please sign your name."

"I've admired you since I was very young."

Jingyuan and Yanqing couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect.

Whose general is this, so brave?

Jing Liu looked coldly at Su Chang, thinking, "To kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit."

Both sentences were barbed.

If anyone else dared to speak to Jingliu like that, Jingliu would have already slashed them with his sword.

However, Jing Liu was able to sense that Su Chang had no ill intentions and that she truly admired him.

This little girl's ability to publicly provoke others is far superior to Fu Xuan's.

Jingliu sighed and finally accepted the photo that Sushang handed him.

"All I need to do is sign my name; do I need any blessings?"

Su Chang's beautiful eyes sparkled: "Yes, I want it."

"Just write: Wishing Changchang and Brother Jinyan a long and happy life together."

Jing Yuan and Yan Qing gasped.

Jingliu suddenly felt an urge to tear the photo to shreds.

Su Chang blinked her beautiful eyes, looking completely innocent: "What's wrong?"

Jingliu flicked his finger, forming a sword, and used its energy to inscribe his signature and blessing, coldly saying:

"Little brother, I'll come to see you again tonight, so don't slack off in your training."

Yanqing looked at Su Jinyan with admiration.

"As expected of a teacher, even though he is already so strong, he is still constantly honing his skills."

"Yanqing also needs to keep up the good work."

"It's decided. Let's add two thousand sword swings to today's training schedule."

Su Jinyan hesitated, feeling that Yanqing might have misunderstood something.

The sword style he practiced was completely different from the sword style Yanqing practiced.

However, they all lead to the same goal: they are both very stress-relieving after practicing swordsmanship.

......

Fu Xuan clenched his small fists unwillingly, pulled Qing Que aside, and asked in a low voice:

"Qingque, in your opinion, how should I deal with this?"

Qingque whispered, "Of course we should forgive him, Lord Fu Xuan."

"Why don't you think more positively and just think of Ayan as going to practice her skills?"