C89 (2/2)

Ye Mo Han asked him this question, and Ling Mumei replied, ”Yes. And I will cherish my days with her even more. ”

When the one year deadline arrived, Ling Mumei was still immersed in their love affair. When Lu Jingchen reminded him, he laughed and said that both of them were husband and wife. The husband's swordsmanship naturally couldn't compare to his wife's. However, Lu Jingchen's face was solemn, and he said that the two of them must compete, and that they must be on Mount Hua's Falling Goose Peak, with the Sect Leader of the Wudang Sect and the Sect Leader of the Shaolin Sect including the Sect Leader of Mount Hua as witnesses. Only now did Ling Mumei realize that Lu Jingchen was not joking. Ling Mumei definitely knew what was going on, and Lu Jingchen's answer was straightforward because of their master's agreement.

”The agreement between your Master?” Ye Wen was at a loss. Yet, a mere agreement will allow your two disciples to fight with their lives? ”

”Then that agreement, I've also heard my master talk about it before.” Ling Mumei shook her head and sighed. My master treated it as a joke, but her master did not. Lu Jingchen followed Master's orders, and insisted on competing with me in sword arts, and the loser must die. ”

”You want your disciple to die just because of an agreement?” Ye Wen Han found this absurd.

”Yeah.” Ling Mumei sighed. I've heard my master talk about her master's temper before, and I'll stick to what I say. If I can put down my posture, I won't end up alone with my master and myself. ”Lu Jingchen and I won't be separated by Yin and Yang.”

”That match was at the Featherfall Peak. Did Senior really lose?” Ye Wen felt that even if Ling Mumei lost, it was because her heart was moved by the competition. After all, which man would not have any mercy when competing with his beloved girl?

Ling Mumei slowly raised her head and looked into the distance. She seemed to have vaguely recalled the day many years ago when she had competed with Lu Jingchen in swordplay.

At the start of the competition, Ling Mumei thought that the match would end just like that. The other three sect heads also thought the same. However, Lu Jingchen's swordsmanship was exquisite to the extreme. Every move he executed was magnificent. She did not seem to be competing in swords, but more like performing a sword dance. However, every thrust of her sword was aimed at Ling Mumei's vitals. After a hundred moves, even the leaders of the three great sects could not tell where Lu Jingchen's swordsmanship had come from. Even the Sect Leader of the Wudang Sect sighed in admiration at Lu Jingchen's swordsmanship.

After a hundred moves, Ling Mumei withdrew her sword and admitted defeat. Lu Jingchen raised his sword and threatened her with a suicide attack. If Ling Mumei didn't use her sword art with all her might, Lu Jingchen would kill himself and kill himself at the Wild Goose Falling Peak to fulfill the last wish of her master.