Who says those who retire at the speed of light are not heroes?

Of course, Lu Xiaoxiao was not the only one who was surprised. The moment he saw Lin Cheng pull out the knife, his pupils dilated countless times, and even the hand holding the knife was suddenly covered with sweat.

He lowered his head, and his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

127 Very simple

Qin He, under the white tiger mask, certainly remembered this knife.

This sword is the dream of all the young people in the Qin family. Only by mastering the Fen Yang Sword Technique to the ninth level can one have the opportunity to touch this sword. But it is only a chance. As one of the greatest alchemical creations in the world, this sword has a great character. Well, no one can hold the sword without its recognition.

Only the person it chooses to hold the knife can hold it tightly, activate the alchemical runes on it, and use its power. Five years ago, he was still in the Qin family, studying the ninth level of the Burning Sun Sword Technique day and night, just to touch this knife.

But among the younger generations of the Qin family, his talent is not particularly good. There are too many people who have more opportunities than him. Even if he works hard day and night, he will never be qualified to become a knife wielder in this life.

Five years ago, the most outstanding genius in the family suddenly realized the tenth level of the Burning Sun Sword Technique overnight, and was recognized by the Broken Sun Sword. With the permission of the family elders, he left the secret realm with the Broken Sun Sword and headed into the outside world to fight against natural disasters.

He was also one of the young people who left his family, but after the natural disaster ended, he was reluctant to return to that boring and dull mountain village. He had seen enough of the peach blossoms and sunsets in the village. The outside world was full of neon lights, which was much more gorgeous than the vegetation all over the mountains.

But why is this knife in his hand now?

He was sure that he would not make a mistake. This knife had appeared in his dreams countless times. He remembered every alchemical rune on the Sun-Breaking Blade clearly. The fiery red fireworks seemed to fill his whole world at that moment.

"Why is this knife in your hand?" Qin He couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, your eldest sister lent it to my boss before. My boss retired now and said that they agreed to come back to pick up the knife in three years. There are still two months before the date, so I'll use it first."

"Why did you gain recognition from this knife?"

"Ah? Because... I also know the tenth level of the Fen Yang Sword Technique." Lin Cheng stepped forward with the flaming red sword in his hand. Qin He held the sword with both hands and gripped the blade tightly. In an instant, the swords in their hands collided with each other. The power that erupted made the air seem to ripple. The blazing flames invaded the entire courtyard in that instant and were extinguished in the next instant.

"Now, look at this knife and let me ask you again, if you die with this knife, will you regret it?"

Styx is a civilian extremist organization. The number of murders committed by the entire organization is over 100,000, and this is only the official statistics of the alliance.

In the light of the fire, Qin He stared into Lin Cheng's eyes and clenched his teeth, "I have never regretted it since I chose to leave the family."

The blades in the air touched each other again, and Lin Cheng felt a little regretful.

Zhezhi's power has been used up, and there is actually not much power left for Shattered Sun. This sword and this knife have accompanied him for too long in the abyss. He feels a little guilty in his heart, and he doesn't know how to report to the Sword Master and the Knife Master when he meets them two months later.

If it was the previous Sun-Breaking Sword, the Sun-Breaking Sword would have been able to cut off his blade directly the moment the two swords collided with each other.

The Fen Yang Sword Technique is the inherited sword technique of the Qin family. Lin Cheng learned it from the previous sword master, a guy with a bad temper and a carefree personality, but with arrogance in his bones, who would not submit to anyone. Lin Cheng even made a bet with him at that time whether he could learn the Fen Yang Sword Technique within an hour. He memorized the secret manual of the sword technique, ran to his training space to practice for a day and a night, and mastered it easily.

Is he really a genius?!

He lent him the knife for a while because he won a bet with her. When Lin Cheng was about to leave for the abyss, he was going to return it to her, but she pushed the knife into his hand and wished him good luck.

At the moment of distraction, Qin He's blade had already arrived. This blade was a full-force slash from top to bottom. Lin Cheng had no doubt that this blade could split the mountain, but unfortunately, he just slightly turned sideways to avoid it.

He was very familiar with the Fen Yang sword technique. In the past, he often practiced sword skills with the sword master. His record so far was 200 wins and one loss. The last time he lost, he let her off a little because he saw that she was going to cry if she lost again. They all understood each other tacitly.

He loosened his grip on the knife, grabbed the blade again with his backhand in his mouth, and chopped upwards.

The scorching fire invaded Qin He's whole body in an instant. The moment the wound appeared, it was attacked by the flames, and the blood was dried and evaporated. Lin Cheng turned sideways again and perfectly predicted and avoided his next blow.

He knew every move of the Fen Yang Sword Technique by heart, so it was too easy for him to dodge it. It was just that he hadn't used it for a long time and was a little rusty. The flaws of the Fen Yang Sword Technique were also clearly visible to him. After a moment, the blade pierced his lower abdomen. The moment it was pulled out, Qin He no longer had the strength to stand up. His body fell down, his eyes still looking at the starless and moonless night sky.

Lin Cheng stood in front of him, looking down at him, "I won't kill you. If you have anything to say, leave it to the Alliance."

Qin He coughed twice, and black blood flowed from under his mask. He stretched out his hand towards Lin Cheng, his voice hoarse but he had tried his best, "Let me... touch... the Broken Sun Blade..."

Lin Cheng remained unmoved.

"Please……"

Lin Cheng sighed lightly and dropped the long knife in his hand. Qin He slowly stretched out his hand, and the moment it touched the Broken Sun, the fire of the Broken Sun suddenly spread all over his body. But even so, he still refused to let go, holding the hilt tightly, even though the flames had begun to burn his skin.

"Why...why..."

Lin Cheng heard Qin He's weak roar.

He sighed helplessly and hooked his fingers. The Broken Sun returned to his hand and was put back into the ear clip. Lu Xiaoxiao had already walked over and stretched out her hand to freeze his body in order to save his life.

Since he holds such a high position of power in the Styx, he cannot die in such a meaningless way.

Lin Cheng looked at his dim eyes and asked, "Why?"

"Why... you can get the recognition of Shattered Sun... why... not me..."

"How would I know?" Lin Cheng shrugged. "Don't die. I've already given you the knife."

But Qin He's eyes were gradually dimming. He knew very well that his life would not be much easier after being hunted down by the Alliance. In the past two years, he had enjoyed everything he had never experienced in the mountains before. Although he was unwilling, dying at this moment might be the best ending.

"Styx...will avenge...me."

"Oh, that's good." Lin Cheng nodded. He was looking forward to the leader of the Styx appearing in front of him, but unfortunately this seemed unlikely. Qin He's life force was fading away. Lin Cheng sighed helplessly, "It's useless if you die. The Alliance will extract your energy core and read your memory. You have reached SS level, and almost any secret can be extracted from you. It's better to live than to die. Maybe there is a chance to send you back to the Qin family's ancestral temple for burial."

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. As soon as he said it, Qin He spat out a large amount of black blood from his mouth, which was probably covered the entire mask at this moment. Lin Cheng scratched his head, not knowing what to say. It seemed better not to say anything.

He returned to Lu Xiaoxiao. About five minutes later, the sound of a car stopping outside the villa was heard. It was the alliance's reinforcements that arrived, and the healing team also came. Qin He still had one breath left, so it seemed that dying was not that easy.

Lin Cheng looked back at Lu Xiaoxiao and walked to her side. "Let's go, let's take a shower and have a good sleep."

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Lin Cheng and Lu Xiaoxiao went to take a shower together. After the shower, Lu Xiaoxiao changed into a long dress and put on her underwear. After all, she still had work to report. At this moment, the judges of the alliance were waiting in the living room. Lu Xiaoxiao began to report everything that happened in the past half hour. Lin Cheng sat aside in a daze. After Lu Xiaoxiao finished her report, Lin Cheng suddenly heard a voice, "Xiaoxiao, who is he?"

Lin Cheng turned his head and saw a young man who was trying hard to suppress the jealousy in his eyes.

Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly leaned in and kissed Lin Cheng on the cheek, "Boyfriend."

"Hey, I..." Before Lin Cheng could finish his sentence, Lu Xiaoxiao grabbed his waist. Lin Cheng felt the pain and said, "I am."

Lu Xiaoxiao rubbed his head and said, "My boyfriend is not very smart, please understand. The mission report is over and I'm going to sleep."

The young man suddenly looked as pale as death.

Another alliance specialist looked at Lin Cheng and asked, "May I ask this friend..."

"My identity information is with Lu Lingling. You have no right to view it. Let's go quickly. I'm so sleepy."

The alliance's commissioner had no choice but to pack up and leave. The cleaners also started cleaning the courtyard. Lin Cheng looked at Lu Xiaoxiao who was sitting on the sofa with curiosity. "Who was that man just now?"

He seemed a little familiar. He seemed to have met Lu Xiaoxiao last time when they were facing the blood-sucking worms. But he was not sure because he had always had mild prosopagnosia.

"You met the man my mother had arranged for me to marry last time. He and I were in the same team before, and I ignored him. After you came to my house last time, my mother transferred him out of my team. I think she has given up on him this time."

"Oh."

Lin Cheng didn't seem to care. Lu Xiaoxiao stood up, took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, and looked at Lin Cheng, "Would you like to drink some?"

"Let's have a drink, what do you want to talk about?"

Lin Cheng noticed her intention. Lu Xiaoxiao added wine to their glasses and sat on the sofa. The living room was silent. Lu Xiaoxiao crossed her legs under her white skirt. "Who are you?"

"Didn't I say that I used to follow Siming?"

"Then why do you have this knife that Siming once used?"

"Didn't he tell me that he would give this lazy dog ​​to me when he retired? He also told me that someone would come to pick it up in three years, and asked me to return it for him then."

"Where is Siming now?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Why... do you know the tenth level of Burning Sun Sword Technique?"

"Si Ming taught me this. It's a very simple thing. I was planning to teach you tomorrow."

"Very... simple?"

Lu Xiaoxiao had heard everything about the Fen Yang Sword Technique. At that time, the heir of the Qin family who mastered the Fen Yang Sword Technique did not show her skills to the alliance, but just sneered and said that whether they could master it was their business. So far, few people in the alliance have mastered the Fen Yang Sword Technique, but in Lin Cheng's mouth, it seemed like a very simple thing.

"They think it's hard to learn because there's no way to practice. As long as you have enough energy, there's nothing you can't practice. Okay, okay, go to bed early. I'll start teaching you tomorrow."

Lin Cheng reached out and rubbed Lu Xiaoxiao's head.

128 Loneliness

The next day, bamboo forest.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the line of small words on the light screen in front of her, "Please choose your combat uniform." Oh, this time it was not all kinds of funny clothes, but instead some Hanfu with pretty styles and colors. Lu Xiaoxiao chose a water blue dress, and she put on the dress in an instant. The ribbon around her waist swayed in the wind, and even her hair was combed into a lily-like bun.

She looked at the next option on the screen in front of her, "Please choose your weapon." There was a rapier and a long knife. Lu Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment and looked up at him, "You know both?"

"Everything will happen."

Lu Xiaoxiao was a little conflicted for a moment. Between the two weapons, the sword and the knives, she was more inclined to choose the rapier. After all, the blade was light and graceful, which made it look more elegant. But last night, she was behind Lin Cheng and saw how wildly he swung his knife. The scene unexpectedly lingered in her mind.

“Do you teach them all?”

"There are still three days left, which may not be enough to teach you one. If you have to choose, I suggest learning sword."

"why?"

"Because swords are lighter and more suitable for girls."

"Then I want to learn swordsmanship."

As soon as Lu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Lin Cheng threw the simulated Sun-Breaking Blade to her. Lu Xiaoxiao always felt as if he had been prepared for this. She tilted her head and heard Lin Cheng say with a smile, "You have been rebellious for a long time."

Lin Cheng threw a sword manual to her. This was also simulated by Lin Cheng in this world based on his memory. After all, the sword manual had been returned to his old friend. This world was like his dream. He could easily change anything in the dream, and he could also create anything he understood in the dream.

Lu Xiaoxiao sat down beside the bluestone and began to look through the sword manual carefully. Lin Cheng snapped his fingers. Lu Xiaoxiao looked up at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to go out and play with my phone. You can take your time to watch it. I'll be back in half an hour. Oh, and if your energy is exhausted, just kill yourself and refresh it."

The perception of time in the virtual world is delayed twenty times. Half an hour in the outside world is equal to ten hours in the inner world. Before Lu Xiaoxiao could protest, Lin Cheng's body disappeared.

She could only sit on the bluestone and carefully read the sword manual.

The sword manual was created based on the sword manuals that Lin Cheng had seen in his memory, and there were some changes made by Lin Cheng himself in it. After Lu Xiaoxiao read it for half an hour, she had finished reading it. Unable to bear the loneliness, she began to practice every move in the sword manual to the air. The first nine moves of the sword manual were all centered on the flow of energy nodes to unleash stronger power.

After three hours in the bamboo forest, Lu Xiaoxiao had basically mastered the basics of the first nine sword techniques. She began to practice again and again following the sword manual, trying to figure out the subtleties of each sword technique. In this space, she could not feel hungry, but then she suddenly realized that she could not sense the passage of time either.

There was no day or night in the bamboo forest. The bamboo leaves were swaying realistically in the breeze, but Lu Xiaoxiao had no idea how much time had passed. Four hours? Maybe five hours? In front of her was only a sword manual and a sword.

So she could only swing the knife again and again.

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Lin Cheng was sitting on the sofa, holding a bag of potato chips in his hand, watching the Japanese drama in front of him with relish. Four episodes of the Japanese drama had been broadcast and three hours had passed. Seeing that the time was almost up, Lin Cheng went to the kitchen to wash rice, cook, and prepare dishes. When the dishes were almost ready, he came to the room, grabbed Lu Xiaoxiao's hand and fell asleep.

But it was obvious that the situation ahead was not good.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoxiao's hair was disheveled, and her dress had been torn into pieces by her, draped over her body like rags. Everything in the bamboo forest was destroyed by her. The bamboos were chopped into pieces, and there were knife marks on the ground. The moment Lin Cheng appeared here, Lu Xiaoxiao looked up, stared at him blankly for five seconds, and the next moment she swung the knife at him.

Lin Cheng dodged the knife she swung, and a Sun-Breaking Sword appeared in his hand to block Lu Xiaoxiao's knife. He then swung the knife and slashed at Lu Xiaoxiao without any hesitation. Even though Lu Xiaoxiao was hit by the knife, her eyes were ferocious like a devil from hell.

"You...bastard!"

She swung her sword at Lin Cheng like a madman. Although her expression was crazy, her sword skills were graceful and graceful, with some of the violent artistic conception of the Fen Yang Sword Technique. Seeing that her eyes were red at this moment, Lin Cheng simply dropped the long sword in his hand and let her chop his body into pieces. She refused to give up even after he fell down, and even spared the corpse.

Lin Cheng quickly revived and refreshed. Lu Xiaoxiao's knife fell on him again, but Lin Cheng still did not dodge or avoid it. He even smiled awkwardly and said, "Oh, I accidentally forgot the time while watching the Japanese drama."

The only response he got was the knife chopping down on his neck. He did not die immediately after his head was chopped off. Instead, his head rolled on the ground with an awkward smile on his face, watching his body being chopped into pieces by her knife.

The long knife fell on him, and it felt like cutting tofu. He looked down and saw his arm being cut off. Blood splattered on his cheek, but he still did not show any fear or pain. His blood blended with the tears on Lu Xiaoxiao's cheeks.

Lu Xiaoxiao killed him four times in total, until she was covered in blood and had exhausted all her strength. She stood up with the long sword supporting her body, staring at him with eyes that seemed to emit a murderous light.

Lin Cheng still stood there without moving, quietly waiting for her to recover her strength and strike out with the knife again. Lu Xiaoxiao slowly raised the long knife in her hand, with a ferocious expression and tears in her eyes, "How long have you left me here?"

"Hmm, four hours? That converts to... four days?" Lin Cheng scratched his head.

"Liar..." Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly burst into tears. All her previous ferocity disappeared. She gradually squatted down, hugged her knees, and cried like a miserable little girl.

Although there was a hint of apology in Lin Cheng's eyes, it was not much. "Have you read Zweig's short story called Chess?"

Lu Xiaoxiao raised her head slowly.

The story is actually very simple. To summarize it in an extremely simple way, a prisoner is imprisoned in a closed room every day. Apart from food and water, he has no one to talk to and cannot feel the passage of time. The loneliness and solitude make him almost crazy. He accidentally gets a chess book, which is his only comfort in the entire lonely world. He keeps company with the chess book day and night, and the chess book becomes his only comfort in his prisoner life. Later, he becomes a chess master... Of course, the theme of the short story is anti-war, which is only part of the story.

Obviously Lu Xiaoxiao's expression proved that she had read this story, but her tears still fell. She grabbed the bamboo tube beside her and threw it at Lin Cheng, muttering, "Liar, liar, liar..."

Lin Cheng squatted down, his eyes level with hers, "This is the fastest way to learn the Burning Sun Sword Technique. The tenth level of the Burning Sun Sword Technique is related to anger."

He took out a tissue to wipe Lu Xiaoxiao's tears, but Lu Xiaoxiao pushed his hand away. She just murmured, "You lied to me... You lied to me... You said you would be back in half an hour... You lied to me..."

"Well, it's my fault." Lin Cheng nodded slightly.