Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

"This pressure is far stronger than last time..."

He had fought face to face with Dan Heng before, although in a sense, he was more likely to be unable to move due to the opponent's momentum, but at least he still had the strength to swing a sword.

But facing this one... He had no doubt that before he could even move the three feet in his palm, he would be dragged into the whirlpool by the blue dragon in the next moment, and there would be no possibility of survival.

The strength of the Vajra Dragon Lord - Yin Yue is equal to his notoriety recorded in the history of the Immortal Boat. The abundant evil creatures he has killed are enough to fill the ocean of a planet. It is really shocking that he can now reappear here in such a past image.

If he could go back and see such a battle with his own eyes, Yan Qing would have no regrets about the trip.

But the general's order was for him to keep an eye on the former sword master, accompany her to relive the scenery in her memories, and make up for the regrets.

Now when she meets her old friends, or "enemies", she is already extremely jealous. There is no way they will have a duel, they will just stop when the time is right.

If these two were to start a fierce fight, wouldn't the entire Star Harbor be turned upside down?

The impact of the star core disaster has not yet subsided, how can we bring such trouble to other Cloud Riders colleagues? So -

Even though he believed he was no match for any of them, Yan Qing still mustered up the courage to step forward and try to dissuade them...

"Um, you guys..."

"Little brother, I know you have a kind heart and a strong sense of responsibility. But adults have their own difficulties. If you are willing to give me some face, please step aside."

Jingliu was about to take action, but he also noticed the little guy behind him with trembling hands, but still insisted on speaking out to dissuade him.

"Don't worry, if you're worried about being criticized by Jing Yuan later, I'll be the one to explain to him..."

"I'm not afraid of what the general will say—"

"Then you should learn to judge the situation. Only those who can see the situation clearly have the right to survive. And only by surviving... can you help more people."

This sound expressed the last bit of pity in Jingliu's heart, and the sudden drop in temperature in the air made Yanqing shiver uncontrollably.

He saw that the overlapping shadows of the blue dragon, which were like surging waves, inevitably came to a halt, and the man opposite who was as cold as ice finally showed a hint of emotion on his face.

The next moment, when Yan Qing was about to say something, a gust of wind blew him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the bard who had been praised by the general earlier standing in front of him. His eyes were bright and there was a hint of relief on his face.

"Luckily I was quick. If you had continued talking, she would have probably chopped you off first."

"Big sister..."

Just as Yan Qing was about to say something, he saw that the place where he was originally standing seemed to be cut by an invisible sword.

Deep sword marks were left on the ground, and frost flowers continued to spread from the edges. The big sister who was originally quite patient had now changed her appearance.

The emotion held in those eyes was hatred. It was so intense that it seemed to have become tangible, even beginning to infect reality...

Jingliu took one step after another, each step was three points faster than the previous one. By the seventh step, the sky was as dark as night.

And she, like a flying sword drawn from its sheath, streaked across the night sky with a cold blue light. Just by looking at her, one would have the illusion that one's body was frostbitten.

But his opponent was not afraid at all, or perhaps Yan Qing had never seen any impure emotions in him that should not appear on the battlefield, only a surging fighting spirit.

He did not hide behind to control the Cloud Chant technique and use the Dragon Power Freedom Method. Instead, he stretched out his hand and grasped it, sucking the Strike Cloud beside Dan Heng over. Although his attack was slower than Dan Heng's, he was able to arrive first.

The spear tip and the sword blade overlapped, like the collision of metal and stone and falling ice. The crisp sound was like a thousand weapons clashing.

The frequency and intensity of the fights between the two were beyond Yan Qing's imagination. In just three breaths, they exchanged more than a hundred moves.

As fast as a violent storm, as slow as a bell ringing to shake the mountains.

The blue dragon of water broke out of the sea, but was frozen into ice by the moonlight. Then a sword pierced through its reverse scales, turning it into ice chips all over the ground.

As the battle became more intense, the momentum here also grew stronger. If it weren't for Wendy's help to wipe out the aftermath of the fight between the two, I'm afraid the people from Tianbosi would have arrived by now.

At this moment, the two people fighting were completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

All Jing Liu could feel was her internal organs churning and burning. The resentment in her heart was relieved at this moment, but in the most intense way, almost burning her to ashes.

But she couldn't stop. She would rather feel this body reaching its limit, flesh and blood gradually disintegrating, as if bound by invisible strings, taut limbs and bones, each shred of pain provoking her consciousness.

Only in this way could she feel from the dreamlike illusion that her rationality was burned away and her great revenge was about to be avenged.

The moment the warm blood splashed onto her cheek, she felt a warmth she had not felt in hundreds of years.

At that moment, Jingliu seemed to be detached, completely oblivious to himself, and just murmured softly.

"...Yinyue, every move is exactly the same as yours back then. I've never forgotten how that arrogant guy, always looking down on others, would one day willingly lower himself to satisfy his competitive streak under the guise of seeking instruction."

"..."

The man, whose body was chopped with more than ten sword wounds so deep that the bone could be seen, remained silent.

The sword in his hand thrust out fiercely like a flying dragon, but the opponent was not afraid at all. At the critical moment, he lifted the spear and then pierced his heart with the sword.

The ice, drinking blood, became even more crystal clear. However, Jing Liu, who had been using this to calm the restlessness within her body, was greatly dissatisfied. She glared coldly at Long Zun, who remained silent and simply accepted his defeat, and the moonlight in her palm slashed out.

A line of blood appeared on his chest, and then dragon blood gushed out like a fountain, and the opponent finally knelt on one knee.

"Stand up, Yinyue. I'm not satisfied yet... Letting you die only once would be too easy for you.

I will pick at you, cut you, and pierce you again and again until your body and soul are completely destroyed and you are no longer able to commit the sins of the past.

Only then will you understand...that the pain you remember will never go away."

Jingliu stood in front of him, the ice in his palm reflecting the moonlight, like a ray of moonlight, so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

Yan Qing was immersed in the state that every swordsman dreams of, but Wendy took action.

He summoned a gentle breeze and let the flute sound reach his ears, temporarily isolating those false obsessions and awakening him from the evil body.

"...An immortal body, no need for healing...!"

Jingliu covered his forehead with one hand, and the sword in his hand finally fell powerlessly, directly into the ground, leaving only half of it outside.

Her eyes were full of spirit again, no longer empty and void. She just lowered her eyelids in exhaustion as she looked at the poet who had paused in his movements. Her voice returned to its cold and clear tone.

"Ah...it's you...well, let me listen a little longer..."

"as you wish."

An excellent bard never minds satisfying others' thirst for music, and Wendy also understands that what the other party hopes for is not this brief clarity of mind, nor the so-called lofty salvation. Her feet have already stepped into the gates of hell, and she is only a step away from death.

All she would do for the rest of her life was to fulfill that long-cherished wish, and she had no other thoughts.

If she were really cured, I'm afraid she would draw her sword and commit suicide immediately.

Unless you can turn back time and go back to the moment when nothing happened.

This is something Wendy cannot do yet. This universe does contain countless possibilities.

But there are some possibilities that can only be discussed if one becomes a star god.

More importantly, the price to pay for plucking the strings of time is not something ordinary people can accept.

Even if he overcame all difficulties and returned to the past, Jing Liu could not prevent the birth of the evil dragon. That was already an obsession rooted in Yin Yue's heart. Ying Xing was just blindly trusting his friend in this process, believing that he could really reverse everything and give the deceased another chance.

For short-lived creatures, this was an inestimable luxury. Unlike evil creatures that could come back again and again, once a person died, they were dead, with no chance of return.

Because of this, no matter how many times he repeated it, Jing Liu could not stop those two people, nor could he get out of this hatred.

Her mind had already reached its limit. If she didn't hold on to this strongest emotion, she would probably turn into a mindless monster in an instant.

This is also proof that the Five Heroes of the Cloud can never go back to the past.

……

After a long time, Jingliu covered his eyes with the black veil again to avoid falling into his inner demons again.

She turned towards the three of them and spoke in a calm tone.

"I have regained my composure. I hope you will forgive me for my impoliteness."

"I hope big sister recovers..."

Yan Qing struggled to move his gaze away from the pool of liquid formed by the red maple leaves on the ground, his expression forced.

However, the next moment, the words of the stern-faced young man made his hair stand on end.

"Is this enough to satisfy you?"

Although Dan Heng's face was still a little pale, and even the memory of being pierced through the chest by a sword was still lingering in his mind, the heavier burden in his heart had dissipated a lot.

Jing Liu remained silent for a moment, then said quietly, "Satisfied? No, you misunderstood me. Killing Yin Yue won't undo anything. At most, it will give this nearly crumbling consciousness a little breathing room."

"What I want is never all of this. If you really want me to be satisfied, you might as well ask your friend next to you to kill me. Only in this way can I be free..."

The strong self-destructive tendency in her words made Dan Heng frown at the mere hint of it.

However, what happened after that had nothing to do with him.

Therefore, Dan Heng whispered: "Then do you have anything else to do?"

"No more. I have avenged Danfeng's sins. As for you... Danheng, you have made a very good friend. Just leave and continue your journey as a nameless guest—"

There was less paranoia in Jingliu's tone, but it still carried a certain resentment.

"..."

This made Danheng unsure whether she was speaking in a sarcastic way or not.

But he could see his companion hiding at the edge of the Star Raft's breeding cabin, constantly winking at him, and the poet with his hands on his hips and a pure smile.

He knew that the time to choose had come again.

And this time, he won't hesitate any longer.

Dan Heng looked at Wendy and said softly.

"Could you please call him out again?"

"Of course you can, but it will have a slight impact on you. After all, you and he are one and the same. If you die too many times, I'll be troubled."

"It doesn't matter. If there's a chance to atone for the sins he's committed, I'm willing to give it a try."

"You're really stubborn, but we've already made an appointment—"

The boy sighed softly, then smiled again and extended his hand to him.

"Come on, say the almighty word. If you say it, I will definitely respond!"

"...Please help me, Wendy."

Danheng's ears turned slightly red, but he felt no regret.

And Wendy naturally satisfied his wish and made Dragon Lord appear again.

This time, Jingliu did not fight with him, but walked side by side with him as if they were old friends reuniting, heading towards the Industrial and Manufacturing Division, occasionally chatting with him.

Yan Qing, after greeting Wendy and Dan Heng, followed the two again.

The three of them walked further and further away, and it seemed that another person joined them along the way.

The pioneers gathered together again and left in another direction.

after that--

According to the memories of Long Zun who returned after his death, Dan Heng knew the true purpose of Jingliu's trip, but since no one asked about it, he did not mention it.

Apart from paying more attention to Xu Ling in his heart, there was no other expression.

The train's daily routine has returned.

On a new day, he sat on the sofa in the observation car, watching March 7 and Wendy fighting for snacks, which were then secretly taken away by Xing.

The former was running around and was stopped by Uncle Yang, so he sat down obediently; the latter ate too fast and choked, so Ji Zi handed him a cup of black coffee with a sweet smile. As soon as he drank it, his face turned pale and he almost died.

Pam's pre-start announcement also came from the train's broadcast.

Under the soft and warm carriage light, Danheng recalled his mood when he first boarded the train.

At that time, he thought that this was just a temporary stay, and perhaps he would be forced to get off again for various reasons before long.

Just like the unknown passengers who have been on this train, he will also face the day when he gets off.

However, before he knew it, he had spent morning after morning on the train and made friends one after another who were as important as family members.

Although, this process is not easy. The difficulties of retracing the route are far from limited to these——

But at least, their story continues...

Chapter 36: The Eve of Sunshine Festival

The train has completed the jump and is now docked at Yalilo-VI.