Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 148 Red Lotus
Similar to the Thunder Sword, the name of the Fire Sword will change with the achievements of each generation of sword masters.

The Red Flame Sword was named Red Lotus when Shao Si ordered Lin Baoyue to be the master of the sword.

But compared to the name Honglian, more people still only know the original name of the sword.

After all, no matter how eye-catching that woman is, her burning time is too short, like a shooting star in the history of practice, with a raging flame across the sky, illuminating one side of the sky.

General Lang believed in the original name of the ephemeral stars more than Meteor, the new name named by the Commander-in-Chief.

The stars are gone, and the stars fall like rain in the night.

That woman is more like a nightmare to the practice world, a broom star, or a luminous star.

Ying Ying fire, away from confusion.

Chi Yan.Every time I think of this name, the feeling of scorching hot flames burning my skin will instantly revive on this hopeless body.

Unlike others, General Lang will never forget the name Honglian in his life.

Once upon a time, he and his friends and subordinates laughed at this weird sword name, but the moment he saw that woman for the first time on the battlefield, he understood why there was the name Honglian.

He was young then, gifted and self-satisfied, defiant.Among his peers, he always wins every battle, thinks that he is omnipotent, and thinks that other than him and his like-minded friends, the younger generation in the spiritual world are only cowards.

Until one day, a woman came to the north, and his equally arrogant friends were defeated one by one on the battlefield, and some even refused to practice for life.

He didn't want to believe it, and what was even more unbelievable was that the fighting spirit of those men who were originally full of pride was crushed by a woman!
He thought it must be his friends who were making excuses for his carelessness, what a woman can do, everything is fake, it's all a deceitful trick.

Until he saw her on the battlefield with his own eyes.

Only then did he understand why those boys called her Honglian.

It was a blood-colored lotus blooming on the battlefield, it was too beautiful, but also too dangerous.

Even more burning.

The year he met her for the first time, she was 15 years old, and she was the first Tianjie under the age of 20 in the entire continent, her fame reached a peak.

Because of her young age, many practitioners who hadn't seen her personally refused to acknowledge her strength, including him.

She's just a woman who is lucky enough to rely on her talent and her master's position!
She has a famous sword, a famous teacher, a natural rank, and there must be an unknown way to quickly advance to the rank. Almost all the young people in the cultivation world were sure at that time that if they had only half of that woman's qualifications, their achievements would definitely be above it. superior!

She must be a woman who doesn't care about anything and only thinks about raising her rank to show off all day long. Even though her rank is high, she must be an empty shell, and her foundation is empty!
This is the favorite joke of young practitioners, and he often laughs at it when drinking with his friends and brothers.Until that day on the battlefield, he heard soldiers screaming.

"Red Lotus Sword!"

"Young Master!"

Then, raging flames swept across the battlefield.

At the same time, his pride was swept away.

"General Lang has seen that woman?" At this moment, the words of the white-haired old man interrupted General Lang's thoughts, "Then you must have seen that swordsmanship?"

The man in black armor took a deep breath, then looked up at the white-haired old man and nodded.

The white-haired old man narrowed his cloudy eyes, looked at him and asked, "So, in General Lang's opinion, what is the swordsmanship of that Young Commander?"

He might only have one word to describe the woman's swordsmanship.

The man took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and spoke quietly.

"To the top."

The white-haired old man was taken aback, then sighed, "It's a pity that the Chiyan Sword has disappeared."

"Well," General Lang said calmly under the urging of the man in black's eyes, "The Red Flame Sword disappeared with the disappearance of Lin Baoyue, the commandant of Shao Si."

"I really don't know where that man got his sword," the white-haired old man said regretfully, "Even if he dies, he should keep his sword."

"It's good if you don't see it," the man in black chuckled, "But even if the Red Flame Sword is here, it's impossible for someone to use that kind of sword technique again."

There is something that cannot be brought back into the world.

General Lang clenched his arms tightly. He didn't know whether he wanted to see that kind of swordsmanship again, but...

"Young Commander, Lin Baoyue..."

"Fire Sword."

The man said in a low voice.

Will that kind of swordsmanship reappear in the world?

……

……

Whether it will reappear in the world is unknown, but the person who is being remembered does not remember at all.

In the dark forest, a fire was also burning at this time, but what started the fire was not a sword technique, but a branch carried by a young man in red.

"Why does my young master carry firewood here..."

Chen Zichu suddenly piled his arms full of dead branches on the ground, watching the girl squatting by the fire panting.

"Is it enough?"

The girl's pure white face was glowing red from the flames, she turned her head and gestured to his forehead, "It should be enough to burn for one night, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Chen."

"Finally enough..." Chen Zichu panted and walked to the fire, looking at the huge bag-like things hanging above, "Is this really possible? If I can't eat it, I'm looking for you!"

"Well, it works." Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled, "It's almost ready, go wash your hands and wait to eat."

Wash your hands...

Chen Zichu stood up reflexively and walked towards the stream. Halfway there, he realized what he had done and stopped abruptly.

He... what is he doing?
"You're back."

At this time, Xu Yishan was sitting on a rock by the stream, so quiet that he almost became one with the rock. Xu Yishan turned his head with his sword in his arms, and rarely spoke to him.

Looking at the classmates who were keeping a distance from the group of people by the fire, Chen Zichu Fue finally recalled the ins and outs.

During the day, with the help of Xu Yishan's Duan Shui Sword, the pursuers were stopped. The woman led them around in the woods, and she actually got rid of the pursuers.

Not long after, it got dark, and when she reached the edge of a small stream, the woman said that she would take a rest, and the young girls and female officials beside her got off their horses very naturally and began to prepare to make a fire and camp.

The guard was a little dazed at first, but was immediately turned around, and he and Xu Yishan stood aside, not knowing what to say, the next moment the woman waved goodbye to the black panther beside her, and turned to speak to them.

"Thank you so much today, let's have dinner together as a token of gratitude."

dinner……

Probably for dinner...

Chen Zichu was a little puzzled by this sudden change of situation, but the next moment, he heard a sound in the woods, and saw the woman push aside the branches, and saw a black shadow flash, and there was a captured deer by the stream.

It was a gift from the black panther.

Chen Zichu was amazed to see it, but he was even more surprised that it was still below.

The girl washed her hands, took off a small arrowhead from her ear, peeled the deer's body at an extremely fast speed, and put the venison cut with a sword, wild onion, salt and stream water into the deer's stomach In the middle, tie it up and hang it over the fire to cook!

(End of this chapter)