When hearing the story of Sakura Yuyero, Xia Feng's expression has changed from curiosity to sigh, from admiration to astonishment.

Finally, both eyebrows were twisted into twists.

As the story teller, Sakura Yuyero only thought Xia Feng was lamenting his legendary first half of life, but he didn't know that what Xia Feng really lamented was.

This world is really too small.

....

After the last glass of wine, Sakurabu Shiyero closed the jar again.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's talk about this today."

"Wait a moment."

Xia Feng's expression was a bit complicated, because according to the story of Sakuratake Yuyero, he also remembered some things.

For example, when he was in Longmen, facing the assassins of the East Country sent by Frey to assassinate him, Mr. Xiao, who came to support, recognized the cherry blossom knife of one of them.

For example, at the Victoria's swordsmanship competition, when Mr. Xiao defeated Dongzang, the other party showed great respect.

At this moment, the details that he had not paid attention to were connected with what Sakura Takeshi Yuyero told into a complete story line.

Sakurawu Shiyelang and Xiao Yunye.

The First Sword Saint of the Yan Kingdom and the First Swordsman of the Eastern Kingdom.

Their bonds began several decades ago, until now.

....

Sakura Yuyero's frankness towards the past moved Xia Feng, which indirectly proved that the old man had no concealment and let go of his obsession.

In this case, as a listener, he also wanted to be honest, even for Sakuratake Soyero at this moment, it was insignificant.

...

The flames in the stove were already very weak, and only the lanterns were dispelling the darkness in the courtyard.

Under the slight light, Xia Feng stood up.

"Master Shi, I want to show you something."

"Oh? What?"

"Hold on."

After saying that, Xia Feng stepped out of the pergola and stood in the center of the yard.

Taking a deep breath, he adjusted his body that had been weak after being seriously injured. Then, he leaned over and placed his right hand on the hilt of the Divine Moon Sword at his waist.

This look doesn't look special, it's just an ordinary sword drawing move.

However, seeing this starting move, Sakurabu Shiyu Yoro, who was a little puzzled just now, was stunned for a moment.

"bite!"

The sound of the Divine Moon Sword came out.

Xia Feng's moves were very slow, so slow that even when the light was dim at night, others could still see every detail of his movements.

Of course, he couldn't even get fast, because the internal injuries on his chest had not healed yet, so he could only interpret the classic moves that had been tempered countless times in his mind like decomposing his movements.

He took three steps forward and looked forward. His expression was very serious, and every movement was rigorous.

The sharp blade of the Divine Moon Sword cuts out horizontally, one, two, three.

The first knife seems mediocre, but the second knife is exactly the same as the first knife, without any error, and the third knife is the same.

This move does not show power, but shape.

The knife comes as soon as it is released, and the click comes as soon as it is closed. It looks like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, but in fact it is like a strong storm.

This set of actions was one of the twelve sword techniques of Qingyunmen that Master Xiao once taught him, and that he was sad about the autumn rain.

....

Looking at Xia Feng's figure, Sakurawu Shiyero's pupils gradually began to flicker.

Decades of time passed by, and the person who had defeated him with the same move gradually emerged in his mind.

"This...this sword technique is..."

After Xia Fengwu's last move, he gently retracted the Divine Moon Knife.

Then, he turned around and smiled at Sakurabu Yuyero.

"I guess you should be very familiar with it. The name of this trick is Le Qiu Liyu, which was taught by a friend of mine."

"Friend?"

"Well, his name is Xiao Yunye."

When he heard this name, Sakurawu Shiyelang's old face was stunned for a moment, and soon a hint of relief appeared, and he smiled.

"Ha, it turns out that he is still alive."

....

Not an elder or a master, Xia Feng was just a friend to the former No. 1 Sword Saint of Yan Kingdom.

This is not because he is ignorant of the world. On the contrary, this is the real relationship between him and Mr. Xiao.

On the night in Baigui Street, Xiao Yunye and Xina completed the agreement passed down by the ancestors of the Xiao family and finally found the Styx.

It should have been a joy to complete an epic journey of pursuit spanning hundreds of years.

However, with the last sentence "Aye, goodbye", Xia Feng saw the loneliness of the back.

It was his invitation on behalf of the Heiyu Barbecue Restaurant that gave Xiao Yunye's remaining life a new beginning and a meaning of continuing existence.

....

Obviously, Sakurabu Shirou Shiyero did not regard Xiao Yunye as his enemy or as his old enemy, but as a milestone that cannot be overcome in his life.

In his words, even if Xiao Yunye appears in front of him now, he will smile relieved and invite this old friend who is not acquainted with you to drink a pot of aged wine.

However, Xia Feng noticed a detail outside of freedom and freedom.

That is when Sakuratake Shinyero learned that Mr. Xiao was still alive, in addition to being relieved and relieved, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Judging from what I have learned so far, Xia Feng doesn’t know what he meant.

Perhaps, the truth will be known until the next story, which is why Sakurabu Soyero abandoned his identity as the Sakurabu family and lived alone on the south coast of Xichuan.

...

...

The night was getting darker, and so the pastoral dinner was announced to end.

"You're welcome, you two will stay tonight."

"good."

He and the bagpipe were not polite and stayed at Sakurabu Shiro's house for one night.

Although the old man’s house is not small, the layout is extremely simple. To put it bluntly, it is just a square character.

The two front rooms are the living room and the kitchen, and the two back rooms are the bedrooms. To be honest, it is enough for a person who lives alone to have two bedrooms in his home.

A secluded life is naturally simple. At this moment, it is a silly person. No matter what, it is better than sleeping in the wild.

"I'll go to bed first, you can use the room next to you as you like."

"Well, Master Ten, good night."

People are prone to sleepiness when they are old. After a few simple explanations to them, Sakurabu Shiyu Yoro entered his own bedroom and fell asleep.

Feng Bao was already asleep in the yard, so the other bedroom naturally belonged to him and the bagpipe.

....

The room is in a standard Eastern folk style. To put it bluntly, there is no bed, and it sleeps directly on the ground, and the wooden boards in the compartment are very thin.

This is not the first time that bagpipe and Xia Feng slept in the same room. They also slept in the hotel, but they had two beds.

Of course, the careless bagpipes would not care about such "little details". She was not that pretentious as a soldier, but since she was hugged by Xia Feng last night, a switch on her body seemed to have triggered.

She was once generous and free, but now she couldn't help but care about some strange things.

"Hey, you... are you sleeping here too?"

Xia Feng looked confused.

"What about that?"

"Or, you'd better go to the yard and hold Feng Bao to sleep."

"Ha? Why?"

At this moment, they are in this closed space, and the surroundings are extremely quiet, and the subtle voices of the two of them are also a little hollow.

At first, Xia Feng didn't care, but after hearing what the bagpipe said, he seemed to have noticed that the atmosphere gradually became subtle.
To be continued...