Collapse Iron: The Five Heroes of the Clouds Won't Let Me Go

Through this battle, Xing and San Yueqi successfully met Su Chang.

There's an intuition that people born on March 7th are drawn to each other; they'll likely become good friends.

After learning of March 7th and Xing's purpose, Su Chang happily said:

"Jinren Alley is Xianzhou's signature attraction; we can't let it decline like this. Culture is what needs the most protection; it's the root of Luofu Mountain. I believe you can do it!"

"Come on, you're not familiar with this place yet, are you? I'll take you to try some classic dishes."

Finally, on March 7th, Xing accompanied Su Chang to enjoy some delicious food, while Xing, under the pretext of conducting an inspection, planned to act independently.

I walked into a classical musical instrument shop, where there were various instruments such as the guzheng and erhu.

A serene, white-haired woman sat in the hall, playing the erhu, the music long and melodious.

"That's right, that's exactly what the boss wants—to use musical instruments for live performances. That's how you sell instruments and lessons too."

Although I can't understand Xing, it sounds nice. Out of humanitarian concern, I'll give him two Xun Di coins as a reward.

Ring ring~

The crisp clinking sound of the arrows rang out on the table.

Xing left humming a little tune.

Jingliu stopped playing the erhu, looking somewhat bewildered.

As a swordswoman, she often came here to borrow musical instruments to cultivate her mind and spirit.

This is the first time I've encountered a situation like this.

Logically, this should reflect that he plays well, but Jingliu, as a swordsman, doesn't think that way.

I play the erhu, and you throw money at me. What, are you provoking me?

Jing Liu was overjoyed. It had been so long since she had encountered someone who had come to provoke her. She could probably slash a few times without any problem. If Ah Xiao questioned her, she would be in the right.

Xing knew nothing of all this. She casually picked up a copy of "The Immortal Ship Travel Guide" and turned to a page about precautions for entering the Immortal Ship.

[The Strange Rules of the Luofu Immortal Ship: Never provoke a white-haired woman. Because there are five humans, and four of them are white-haired—Ying Xingliu.]

Xing was a little confused.

Just as he was pondering this, a strong killing intent suddenly appeared behind him.

Xing instinctively turned around and saw the aloof woman who had been playing the erhu standing behind him.

He was also holding a sword that looked very sharp!

Even though the woman in front of him didn't say anything, just quietly looked at Xing, Xing's body couldn't help but tremble, and his legs instinctively retreated.

What's going on? Isn't this woman the one who plays the erhu? What does she want?

[And this aura... she's definitely not an ordinary person. Is she some kind of reclusive monster?]

[This is bad. Just by looking at her posture, you can tell this woman is incredibly strong!]

Xing calmed himself down, exhaled a breath of stale air, and took out his baseball bat.

"No matter who you are, standing before you is the pioneer of the Star Train, the Galactic Baseball Man! For the name of pioneers, I will not lose!"

Jing looked thoughtful, then his eyes showed a hint of interest.

"You are the pioneer that Jingyuan mentioned. You are indeed an interesting little guy."

"Oh, it's an acquaintance. Hehe, what a mistake! I'll leave now."

"You can't leave. So what if you recognize Jing Yuan? Face me, and take my sword first!"

"Damn, you really think I'm afraid of you? Let me show you the secret techniques passed down through generations of pioneers!"

Xing got into position and began to gather his strength.

Jingliu stood facing him, sword in hand, ready to strike at any moment.

Xing: "You're going to run away!" (runs away)

Mirror Flow: "?"

Swish swish--!

Several icy blue sword energies followed closely behind, and Xing dodged left and right, almost meeting death several times.

Jingliu: "Tsk, what a slippery eel!"

Xing: "Quack! Help! Someone's killing someone in the street! Is anyone going to do anything about it?!"

Jingliu: "Why are you running away? Weren't you going to risk your pioneering spirit?"

Xing: "Rules are meant to be broken!"

Finally, the savior appeared.

Xing spotted Cheng Xiao at a glance:

"Uncle Xiao! Save my life, someone's trying to kill me!"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Who dares to act recklessly on the Immortal Ship?!"

The mirror flow followed.

Cheng Xiao was stunned. Wait, Xing, when did you provoke Jing Liu?

So Cheng Xiao grabbed Xing by the back of the neck and walked towards Jing Liu.

"Uncle Xiao, what are you doing?! Why aren't you running away? Why are you walking towards that monster woman instead?!"

"Because if we don't get closer, we can't talk."

"Caw! Uncle Xiao, you traitor! Are you going to hand me over to this terrifying woman?!"

Cheng Xiao patted Xing, who was breathing heavily, and explained:

"This is Jingliu, the swordsman of the Luofu Immortal Ship, and also my wife."

Xing: "Huh?"

......

"Girl, your martial arts skills are lacking, but your ability to escape is quite good."

"Of course! Because people really do die!"

With the misunderstanding cleared up, Xing's mind began to stir again.

"Uncle Xiao, what do you think about this Jinren Alley matter...?"

Cheng Xiao nodded:

"I understand what you mean. Jinren Lane is one of the few memories we 'old folks' have, but we do need to keep up with the times and make progress that is in line with modernity while preserving the original style."

"Go ahead and do it with confidence! If anyone tries to interfere, come find me!"

"Alright! With you saying that, I can finally relax!"

Xing rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "Little Scott, you're still too green in front of people with connections!"

As Xing was pondering this, he suddenly realized that Uncle Xiao had been dragged away by Jing Liu.

"Caw! What are you doing, Mirror Style Sword Master?!"

"What? Are you going to interfere in what's between my husband and me?"

Xing undeniably followed her heart.

"Uncle Xiao, why aren't you struggling? Why aren't you resisting? Have you fallen?! If you've been kidnapped, just blink!"

Cheng Xiao's face was serene, as if he were smiling as if he were seeing something happy and beautiful before his death.

"Don't worry about me, this is something I have to face."

Cheng Xiao waved goodbye kindly, while Jing Liu, drooling, dragged him towards home.

After more than a decade of fighting abroad, it's time to take good care of my health.

Xing stared blankly at her in-laws, unsure of how to respond.

Uncle Xiao, take care on your journey.

...No! This cannot be allowed! She is a helpful and righteous pioneer!

Uncle Xiao has helped her so much, is she just supposed to stand by and watch him be exploited by those wicked women?!

It's decided, Galaxy Baseball Hero is going to fight for Uncle Xiao's freedom, get him on the bus, and get him away from the horrible juicer!

Danheng, who was browsing through books in the Vidyadhara tribe, sneezed.

"What's going on? I have a feeling like I've been set up."

"Danheng, time for brunch."

"Aunt Yingxing! I just had breakfast!"

"Yes, so now we eat brunch, and then lunch."

"I'm not hungry!"

"You're hungry. Look at you now, you've become so thin. You need to eat at least five meals a day."

"Mother! Mother, stop Aunt Yingxing!"

Danfeng covered his large stomach and said:

"No, Mother, I can't eat anymore."