The sun is scorching, the sky is dazzling, and the asphalt on the road is slightly bulging by the scorching sun.

A pair of copycat children's sneakers with "abibas" printed on the road were stepped on and the cracks were pressed out on the shiny layer.

The owner of the shoe was a boy of seven or eight years old. He walked forward quickly with his head buried, his face so wet that it was impossible to tell whether it was sweat or tears.

When he arrived at the corner of the street, the boy stopped and stared blankly at the toys in the store windows on the street.

It was a simulated toy sword, and the container label indicated the prototype: Cheyun.

The boy has heard the story of the Cheyun Sword.

Seventy years ago, foreign enemies invaded, mountains and rivers were turbulent, and wind and rain were shaking.

The defense line of the Nandu was shaking under the rotation of enemy bombers and artillery regiments, and hundreds of thousands of civilians in the city were facing a catastrophe.

On the eve of the defeat of the defenders, the young knight Yu Chang, with his sword, sneaked into the enemy's rear alone, and each man and sword entered the enemy's command center, beheaded the enemy general, and then broke through the siege and retreated unscathed.

In this battle, the Qiyun Sword killed 269 enemies and became famous in one battle.

Some people say that this is a fantasy story fabricated to inspire morale during the War of Resistance Against Japan. It is full of loopholes, but it is only because the masses like to hear it, which has been passed down to this day.

But the boy firmly believed that the Sword Saint would not lie.

"Xiao Fei, wait for me."

A call pulled the boy out of his fantasy, and the female high school student in a short-sleeved school uniform trotted all the way and grabbed the boy's ear.

"Why are you walking so fast? What if you get lost?"

The boy lowered his head and said nothing.

The girl looked at him, then looked at the simulated toy sword in the window, took out a pink wallet embroidered with hellokitty, and looked at the scattered banknotes in the wallet, she gritted her teeth and pushed the door into the store.

A few minutes later, the girl jumped out and handed the boy a long gift box.

"Happy birthday, Xiao Fei!"

The boy looked up and saw her smile brighter than the sun.

In the next month, she lost four pounds.

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The snow was covered with wind, and the saplings on the roadside were bent by the crystal frost.

The junior high school boy wrapped in a cotton coat outside the school uniform squatted beside the green belt of a residential community, building snowballs of different sizes, and struggling to hit the snowmen he had just built to vent his boredom.

"Xiao Fei, why are you playing snowball fights alone?"

The familiar voice made the boy stop. He turned his head and looked behind him. The aunt in the work clothes was so cold that she hugged her arms with her hands and shivered.

Although she looked tired, she still said with a smile: "Wait until I go upstairs to change my clothes, I'll have a snowball fight with you!"

"I didn't want to play anymore. I forgot to bring the keys to pass the time here." The boy picked up his schoolbag.

"Play it, play with me for a while. It hasn't snowed in Nandu for many years. It's a rare opportunity."

My aunt picked up a snowball and burst it over with a smile.

The boy avoided the snowball and found that a neighbor was looking here not far away. He quickly shook his head and waved his hand: "No, this is what a child plays."

"It's not strong." My aunt pouted high and pulled the arm of a boy who was as tall as hers. "Let's go, go home, and stew your favorite stewed beef brisket with tomatoes and potatoes. By the way, the teacher in the interest class called me, and he said you have good talent and suggested sign up for a swordsmanship training class."

The boy's eyes lit up, and then he frowned: "As long as he went to the experience class, he would say so to anyone, just to cheat us pay."

"Is that true? No, I think you are very talented, you are very serious when practicing swordsmanship, and boys look the most serious."

"You paid?"

"uh-huh."

"How many?"

"It's not expensive, only 4,000 in twenty classes."

"Can you retreat?"

"Can't retreat."

"You have just worked and are still internships. Your monthly salary is not four thousand, right?"

"Don't worry about adult affairs, children. I am so outstanding, I will definitely become a regular employee soon. From now on, you will have two swordsmanship classes a week and you must learn it well."

"Yes." The boy clenched his fists, "I will learn hard."

"Come on!" The aunt smiled happily, revealing her tiger teeth as white as snow.

In the next two months, she lost six pounds.

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"By the way, you can go to the fashion show with me next weekend? Take you to see the beauties and relax."

“I’m not interested in fashion shows.”

"Go and go, accompany me~"

"All right."

"Hook!"

"Uh, so childish."

"This is called childlike fun. Children don't understand it. When you reach my age, you will understand it... stamp it again and you are not allowed to regret it."

"Don't worry, I will definitely go, as long as I can go."

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Those memories that I thought I would not forget but had long forgotten for a long time came one after another, rushing to flash.

Is this going to die?

But I can't die yet.

I also have to accompany my aunt to a fashion show, pulling the hook and stamping it, and I can't regret it.

So, no matter what, you can't just die like this.

It was like being woken up when I was about to fall asleep, it seemed like a heavy hammer hit the heart, and the heart beat violently.

"Dongdong, dundong, dundong."

Xu Fei opened his eyes under the stimulation of severe pain and saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

Time seems to have a moment of stagnation.

The next second, the black sword blade stabbed Xu Fei's heart.

The body reacted faster than the brain, and Xu Fei instinctively turned over and avoided. Then, his mind finally woke up. He picked up the long sword and quickly distanced himself from the cursed swordsman.

At this time, the cursed swordsman who was kicked to death on his left knee actually stood up steadily.

Xu Fei did not dare to act rashly, and narrowed his eyes and observed carefully. He found that the black waxy substance on the right arm of the cursed swordsman had decreased. It did not disappear, but moved to the left knee, wrapping the knee like a knee pad.

It's really difficult.

Xu Fei's eyes moved upwards, his eyes fell to the right chest of the cursed swordsman. The cracked breastplate seemed to be completely broken with just a touch.

The cursed swordsman held the sword in both hands again, and the black matter on his arms surged all over his body.

This is accumulating power.

Are you going to use your big move again?

Xu Fei naturally would not stand here stupidly waiting for him to take action, and immediately rushed forward and slashed the sword with all his strength.

He could not stab the heart of the Cursed Swordsman because he did not have strong armor on his body. If he chose to stab the sword, it would greatly increase the difficulty of changing moves to defend. Even if he succeeded, he would probably die with the Cursed Swordsman.

"clang!"

Two long swords of the same style collided head-on.

After a moment of stalemate, Xu Fei pulled back to avoid cursing the swordsman to use the same trick again, transferring the black matter to him and controlling his limbs.

After a brief confrontation, the cursed swordman's long sword covered with black matter was as intact as before, and there was another gap in the long sword in Xu Fei's hand.

If you continue to fight like this, the sword will be broken soon.

However, Xu Fei clearly felt that the power of the cursed swordsman had become smaller.
Chapter completed!