Emperor Jin

Chapter 64 (Unblocking)
In her voice was the melancholy of the years, and there was also a subtle and deep sense of relief. She only heard a clang, and she had a three-foot green sword in her hand, and said with a smile: "In that case, I will convince you."

She raised her hand and opened it, it was obviously a gift from her senior, Bao Jin was eager to win, she also pulled out the sword at her waist, after dancing a sword flower, she stabbed away quickly.

The landlord raised his sleeves and stretched out his fingers, holding her sword point, with internal strength intertwined, the gesture was as graceful as a lotus flower blooming, after a pleasant sound of gold and stone, Baojin's long sword flashed, and the tiger's mouth was in pain!

The Baojin sword retreated slightly downwards, and flew backwards in the air. Behind her was a white paper window, and the jade curtain was exquisite. Man came into the world.

The master of Chenlou is like a black ghost, her movements are too fast to be seen clearly, her sword moves freely, like walking in a courtyard, her sharpness reveals freehand brushwork, she seems to have not exerted all her strength while swaying casually.

Bao Jin sneered slightly, the arrogance deep in her heart was fully aroused, her sword edge was hidden, unexpectedly, a ray of light was released!

The lamps and candles on the desk flickered suddenly, and then the heavy flames weakened, and in the dim flickering, I saw two figures like dark clouds, and the light of swords wandered away, as thrilling as silent thunder.

Baojin's plain clothes are like rippling water, and the sword intent is like the rising tide of Qiantang, overwhelming mountains and seas.

However, the black clothes are like a shadow, even if it is a millennium river tide, it will not be able to rush out of this darkness. She retracted her long sword, and the sword energy in the sky immediately dissipated. Baojin staggered two steps back, and hit the table with her back , suddenly a burst of pain.

When the candle fell to the ground, Baojin clearly saw that the mysterious landlord stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab him!

But she didn't after all, in the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers, she could only hear the quiet voice of the owner of Chenlou——

"you lose."

Bao Jin panted softly, sighed, and although he was a little bit unwilling, he replied bluntly: "I lost."

"You have learned a lot from Jin Yuan's experience, but it's a pity that there are some key mysteries that can only be improved by leaps and bounds if someone personally guides you... So, are you willing to ask me for advice?"

After a short silence, just listening to Bao Jin's voice, it was also calm and refreshing——

"I am willing."

"It's really rare... I thought you would lose face."

The landlord's low laugh, although hoarse, sounded equally pleasant, although it was teasing, the words were warm.

Bao Jin also chuckled, and then she quietly asked: "The so-called face, what is it worth... Life and death are at stake, who cares about these things?!"

"Then, it's a deal. From now on, you will come here on time. Although I am not good at being a teacher, I will let you have a glimpse of the Dao."

These words are arrogant, but after Baojin competes with her, he understands the truth and nods slightly.

In the dark, there was the sound of serving tea to see off the guests. Bao Jin was about to get up, but finally couldn't help it, and turned around and asked——

"That night, on the eaves of Fengque, the person who mysteriously drew the bow was you..."

She thought of that figure as insignificant as a solitary bird, as delicate as a blue bird, and couldn't help feeling an upsurge in her heart that couldn't be restrained.

There was no sound in the darkness, until Baojin gave up the answer and walked towards the wooden ladder, he heard a sound like a pearl falling to the ground——

"it's me."

Bao Jin turned around and solemnly saluted, "Thank you!"

This is to thank her for saving her life.

"No thanks."

There was a quiet sound in the darkness.

The master of Chenlou watched Baojin gradually disappear at the end of the wooden ladder, listened carefully to the sound of footsteps going away, and finally re-lighted the candles.

She was licking her black sleeves - there was a three-inch crack on it!
"The sword intent can actually reach me..."

As if surprised, but also relieved, she murmured in a low voice.

Immediately, she smiled, her brows were unparalleled——

"Bao Jin... in time, you will be able to soar into the sky."

"I just hope that you don't make the same mistakes..."

The title in the middle, she said very vaguely, a gust of night wind blew, even the window paper trembled slightly, there was a rustling sound, more leaks and noises, more than half of the night had passed.

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The austere atmosphere in the palace became stronger day by day, and there was nothing to be gained from the big rope. After the emperor was furious, he set his sights behind the assassin.

The courtiers guessed the emperor's intentions, and even contributed to the flames. In a few days, they demanded to crusade against the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the memorials of their hatred flew into the palace like snowflakes.

"What a loyal and patriotic minister..."

Yun Shi put down his pen and sneered slightly.

(End of this chapter)