Chapter 62: Assassination on a Rainy Night

  Today is the college entrance examination, I wish readers Yu Er and Dongji Feng's brother can achieve good results! Also hope that the examinees who see this chapter have a pleasant mood, because Black July has become a thing of the past.

  At dusk, the sky suddenly poured down heavy rain.

  Due to the bad weather, there were only a few guests left on the first floor of Tianranju. The luxurious rooms upstairs were filled with the faint sound of nobles' laughter and chatter.

  Ji Feng sat in front of the window, his long sword placed on the table, and ordered some wine and dishes. After the wine and dishes arrived, he didn't move, but stared blankly at the scenery in the wind and rain.

  Every time before he killed someone, he had no appetite.

  He always remembered the past when he was a rising martial arts star. Until later, he met her and began to sink, began to fall.

  A piece of fallen leaves, fluttering in the rain.

  The storm tore apart its last attachment to the tree, and the fate that awaited it was to disperse into dust.

  Ji Feng felt that he was also like a leaf, ultimately just a passerby in life. The fate of the killer is to be killed by others.

  That entwining thought is just a beautiful mistake.

  One by one, lives slipped away from his hands, and piles of gold coins appeared before him. He didn't have the qualifications to enjoy it, he just lived like an ant, only to see her occasionally. But she had no feelings for him at all.

  When there is no love, living can also be a burden.

  When can I really be free?

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  As Hua Die walked out of the inner hall with tears in her eyes, Liu Yun felt a sense of unease.

  "Watch out!" Having carried out special missions for a long time, Liú Yún had a fairly keen sense of smell for danger.

  As the seasonal wind lifted its head and smiled at him slightly, the flowing clouds found the source of this feeling.

  "Give me a bottle of General's Tears." Liuyun walked up to the counter and said to the shopkeeper.

  Under Hua Die's hint, the shopkeeper quickly handed the wine to Liu Yun. Liu Yun took the wine and walked over to sit down in front of Ji Feng.

  The waiter walked up and opened the general's tears, pouring him a cup.

  "Men should drink good wine when drinking. Why don't you try this famous General's Tears from the Imperial Capital?"

  Liu Yun gently pushed the wine cup in front of Ji Feng, then took a cup of wine from the servant's hand and waved his hand to let the servant leave.

  "Season's wind, thank you." Season's wind smiled slightly, raised his wine cup and lightly touched it to Flowing Cloud's cup before draining it.

  "Flowing clouds."

  The flowing clouds also drank up the wine in the cup.

  "I'm here to kill you." Ji Feng put down his wine cup and said calmly.

  "I know." Liuyun replied calmly.

  "How did you know?" Ji Feng asked strangely.

  "I used to be a hunter, with a keen sense of smell." Liuyun rubbed his nose.

  "I take people's money and risk my life for them." Ji Feng shrugged his shoulders and sighed.

  "I've brushed shoulders with Death many times, unfortunately he wouldn't take me in." Liú Yún also shrugged and sighed.

  "Can you listen to me tell a story?" Chi Feng's heart suddenly surged with a wave of sadness.

  "Why should I listen?" asked Liú Yún.

  "I'm not confident either, maybe I'll be the one who dies." Ji Feng said.

  "Alright, you speak, I listen."

  "I was once a promising swordsman, but then I fell in love with a girl who had been trained to be an assassin since childhood. She didn't love me, and I couldn't stop her from killing people, so I decided that for every person she killed, I would kill one too. We can't live together now, but I hope we'll end up in the same hell someday."

  "Why be overly sentimental? Why be infatuated? If flowers were overly sentimental, they would wither early. If people were overly sentimental, they would become worn out... Wine enters the sorrowful gut, what's wrong with getting drunk? Drunken eyes see others pairing up, it's better than being alone in a dark place, secretly shedding tears of longing..."

  After listening to Ji Feng's words, Liu Yun knocked on the table and whispered.

  Ji Feng felt that those strange words pierced his heart one by one.

  "Let's get out of here, it seems a bit gloomy. Let's go!" After saying that, Liuxing got up and walked out of the Tianranju first, rushing head-on into the wind and rain.

  As he left, he smiled and winked at Hua Die with tears in his eyes, indicating that she should be at ease.

  "Damn it, that was close! I don't know if this psychological warfare will work or not? A killer is a killer, stop pretending to be a sentimental swordsman, damn it! You think you can kill me now? No way!"

  Although Zhong Zong wrote "this assassin is a bit cold", Liuyun thinks "the assassin is a bit stupid".

  After going out the door, Liú Yún turned his head to look at Jì Fēng following behind him, secretly circulating his internal energy. The vigor in his body spread throughout his entire body, and the wind element around him also slowly gathered towards him.

  Not far from Tianranju, there was a vast open space between two large courtyards. Liuyun decided to set the battlefield here and stopped.

  "Let's get started!" Liú Yún shouted lightly, her arms wrapped around her elbows, quietly gazing at Jì Fēng.

  He drew his long sword from his waist, and a wave of crimson surged up on Ji Feng's pale face, as a burst of silver light erupted from his entire body.

  A flash of sword light, a fierce and powerful aura, cutting through the rain curtain, striking towards the flowing clouds with a swift and deadly blow.

  "Releasing aura externally, a high-level sword master!" Liú Yún was shocked in her heart. On the Blue Moon Continent, only those who had reached the level of a high-level sword master could release their aura externally to harm others.

  In the air, as if a crack had been drawn out, and that crack could swallow up a living life at any time. Liú Yún hastily jumped up, borrowing the help of the wind element, narrowly avoiding Jiǎo Fēng's first strike, and then quickly rushed towards Jiǎo Fēng. For him, close combat was his specialty. As for using a knife, he didn't even think about it, except for the two ultimate moves "Yàn Fǎn" (Swallow Return) and "Zhú Làng" (Pursuing Wave), he knew no other techniques.

  Unfortunately, the senior swordsman's strength far exceeded his expectations. In a flash of sword light, Liú Yún was unable to get close and almost got struck by the opponent's aura. He finally realized that trying to take away a great swordsman's sword with bare hands was simply seeking death.

  Liú Yún thought of a countermeasure while speeding up to the limit, trying to get out of Jì Fēng's attack range. Just as he pulled away by a few steps, waves of Dou Qi followed closely behind him like shadows.

  “Whoosh!” Under the unavoidable intelligence, Liú Yún fell backwards and crashed to the ground. The fierce aura slashed by Jì Fēng grazed his face, leaving a burning pain on his cheeks. Then, using his elbows as support, he pushed off the ground with both feet, borrowing momentum to scramble backward several steps, successfully escaping the range of the aura attack and gaining a brief moment to catch his breath.

  "Girl, if those little rascals see me in this pose, they'll definitely laugh their teeth off."

  The crawling forward in the army is divided into three types: high posture, low posture and side body, which are used under different terrain conditions, and the speed of advancement also varies. While Liuyun's newly created move, the reclining posture crawl, is mainly used to retreat and escape backwards.

  He sprang up, and with a wave of his hand, the flowing clouds shot forth a burst of silver light that struck Ji Feng head-on. The latter hastily danced with his long sword to parry it, sending the silver lights flying back in all directions.

  The clouds have moved!

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  A modern university student, Feng Xiaobao, returns to the Tang Dynasty and lives a wonderful life. Power, I seize with my talent; beauties, I charm with my eloquence. Gao Yang, the Empress, Mei Niang, and many other beauties of the Tang Dynasty make their appearances one by one, as Feng Xiaobao performs his version of "The Deer and the Cauldron" in the Tang Dynasty style.