"Bastard Fist!" Bang~
"Watch the move, the dragon swings its tail" Pa~
"Humph, the immortal guides the way!" Pfft~
"The black tiger is tearing out the heart!" The sound of tearing is the sound of gauze tearing, the veil falls leisurely, and behind it is the innocent face of the girl.
A certain culprit stood speechless, a secret blush creeping onto his earlobes.
"You, you are looking for death, Tianzhao Sword Scripture!"
"Hey, wait a minute, why are you serious? I can't afford to play, 'Old Wang climbs over the wall'!" The young man who fled in a hurry was still at a disadvantage.
After a "friendly" discussion, the girl's eyes were sly, like a victorious little fox: "I lied to you, how could I know the Tianzhao Sword Scripture?" The young man covered his forehead with a shocked expression: "Your Highness, can you be more virtuous in martial arts?"
The two people who were watching the battle silently in the distance had a helpless conversation: "This, this, is this the one who will defeat that existence from now on, His Highness Zhao Wanxi and His Highness Lu Changsui..."
That year, fifteen-year-old Zhao Wanxi met Lu Changsui for the first time. The girl's black dress swayed as quietly and beautifully as the night sky, and the boy's white clothes fluttered like unintentional clouds. After exchanging blows with each other, their first encounter ended with wide eyes.
In the years that followed, they traveled to many places together. Even though the journey is difficult, surrounded by powerful enemies, the sword is in the air and the beauty is at your side.
Until the battle at the end of the world, Zhao Wanxi wore a fiery red wedding dress, with a phoenix crown and harem embellished on it, and her long hair was dyed into the sunset by the setting sun. She stood quietly in the sky, her face was beautiful and out of the dust, like a god beside the clouds. The girl finally held the sword that penetrated the heaven and the earth. The clear sword light reflected the lines of the blue waves of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and slashed into the depths of the dusk. That is a sword that has been used in all directions throughout the ages.
"The fairy wields a sword like no other in the world. May I ask what sword she wields?"
Time suddenly looked back to a beautiful node in the past, Zhao Wanxi's eyes brightened: "Tianzhao Sword Sutra."
Intention: No matter what difficulties we encounter, don't be afraid, face it with a smile.