Ning Qing looked at him, her eyes gradually sparkling with spirit, and exclaimed excitedly, "I will go with you!"
"Good, then let’s go!"
Afterwards, Murong took a resolute Ning Qing and walked out.
Ding watched the two figures, suddenly laughing loudly.
"Yes, that’s right, what’s the point in practicing the blade if you don’t even have that bit of courage."
"Kid, this is for you!"
With a swish, a roll of red cloth shot out like an arrow.
Murong caught it in his hand with a swift motion.
On the red cloth was written a line of ink characters - "A Night Listening to Spring Rain".
Holding the red cloth, Murong couldn’t help but express his gratitude, "Thank you, senior!"
With those words, he left without any hesitation or delay.
The Blood Shadow Mad Blade, unsheathed, was very eye-catching in the night.
Duan Yun was completely unaware that Murong had run into trouble.
Or rather, besides being deceived by a woman, Duan Yun didn’t worry too much about Murong.
After all, Murong himself was a renowned Young Hero, unless he encountered a master like the Manor Master of Netherworld Mountain Villa who could handle him, he wouldn’t face defeat.
Fortunately, masters of that caliber are not numerous.
Murong’s escort of a green girl visiting her relatives was like using a cleaver to kill a chicken, an overkill.
Duan Yun was living a mundane life at Yuzhu Villa, and today they were discussing whether to sun-cure more bacon.
Shen Ying said, "We should prepare more, who knows, when Murong comes back, he might not be alone."
Feng Ling’er looked at Ziyu and sneered, "That’s for sure, the person hasn’t returned yet, and there’s already one more."
Ziyu had been staying here for a few days and had gradually adapted to the speaking style and environment.
She even slowly accepted the fact that this woman might have a blood connection with her.
Duan Yun was even taking a liking to Ziyu.
Because she said she quite enjoyed his cellar, and commented that it was very tastefully renovated.
Indeed, the cellar of Young Hero Duan couldn’t just be any ordinary cellar!
This was not flattery, as for the past few days, Ziyu had been sleeping in the cellar.
However, after night fell, when "Green Jade" awoke, she would crawl out and find Duan Yun to complain about the shameless actions "Ziyu" did, hiding in the cellar, avoiding people’s eyes.
Driven by curiosity, Duan Yun couldn’t help asking, "Ziyu, when did your sister first appear?"
Ziyu pondered and answered, "She appeared very early on."
"As a child, I was alone and envious of others who had brothers and sisters. Whenever I encountered difficulties, I would wish I had a sister—someone who’d tell me everything and help me.
Subsequently, I often dreamed of my sister, and in those dreams, we would always argue. As time went on, she appeared more and more frequently."
Duan Yun pondered and asked, "Can you be more specific, like when she started to appear more frequently?"
Ziyu replied, "It was when I was practicing swordsmanship. There was a period when I couldn’t perfect my Swordsmanship, and yet my mother praised me for my rapid progress. Only later did I realize, it was my sister who helped me."
"What Swordsmanship were you practicing?" Feng Ling’er asked curiously.
"Moon-shielding Light-shaming Sword," Ziyu answered.
Doctor Duan’s Extraordinary Wisdom spun in his mind, musing to himself, "Moon-shielding Light-shaming Sword? Could Moon-shielding and Light-shaming be like a scandalous man and an adulteress, tch, like sisters, hence becoming so strange?"
While he was contemplating this, suddenly, the loud and spirited sound of suona music rose from the direction of the graveyard.
Duan Yun and the others couldn’t help but look over, wondering, "Who’s had a death in the family, to warrant such a grand