Star Iron, but the amount of animation

"Jingliu, I don't know what I did to make you disrespect me so much. I never thought that I would have such a miserable day. I was actually worried about by you. It's just like a dog bringing me a bone when I was walking on the side of the road. I feel ashamed."

The boy had a distraught expression and said something infuriating.

The mirror flow naturally heated up a bit.

She felt that what the dog brought was not a bone, but her kindness.

However, she suddenly remembered something.

"What about the funeral?"

"WTF?"

"...Master's funeral."

Jingliu suppressed the growing anger in his heart.

"hiss--"

The boy gasped.

"Fuck, if you hadn't told me I would have almost forgotten it."

His expression suddenly calmed down again: "Do you think I would say that?"

"You didn't tell me?"

"Tsk. Who did you learn this kind of chatterbox from? You didn't learn any good things, but only bad ones."

“You also know this is bad??”

"That matter, that matter will be handled by Xianzhou, we don't need to worry about it. Our master is a leader after all, he should do it in a grand manner."

He touched his belly.

"It would be better if you didn't mention it. Now that I mention it, I'm really a little hungry. I wonder what delicious food will be served at Jian Shou's banquet..."

Volume 1: Chapter 10: What a formal tsundere, really tsundere and tsundere~

After that, he was chased by Jingliu with a sword for six hours.

In the end, it was the young man with a rosy face who carried the girl back, who was so tired that she collapsed on the ground and couldn't move at all.

No end of replies, kid.

The leisure time of the day passed by in this nonsense.

The next planned trip had to be cancelled due to this accident.

The girl had exercised too much and was lying in bed unable to move. She needed to rest. He was very sad and could only go to Jinren Lane alone to bear this pain alone.

Oh, rejoice and praise, rejoice and praise.

The recent days have been so leisurely that they haven't felt for a long time, as if they had returned to the time before their master asked them to join the Cloud Cavalry. Even worse, they don't even need training anymore.

An Jing's daily routine these days is almost regular: in the morning, she is called by Jing Liu to eat breakfast, laughs at Jing Liu's difficult rehabilitation activities, and then urges Jing Liu to make lunch. Many times at noon, there are other people visiting her home, some old friends of the master, people An Jing rescued on the battlefield, etc., so it is not deserted. In the afternoon, if she remembers, she will go to say hello to Jing Liu and then go out for a walk. If she doesn't remember, she will go out for a walk, watch boxing matches, listen to operas, bring some midnight snacks back in the evening, chat with Jing Liu, and prepare a bucket of medicinal bath for her, and the day is over.

What followed was the arrival of the sword master’s funeral.

An Jing called it "eating a banquet".

It was indeed a grand funeral, quite solemn and dignified. General Teng Xiao of Luofu presided over it personally, and all the people in the Immortal Boat had a day off today.

This was the biggest feast he had ever had.

And because it was his master's table, he and Jing Liu sat at the most luxurious table. Those sitting at the table were some of the most important figures in the Xianzhou, such as General Teng Xiao, Luofu Liuyu and other important figures and elders. Naturally, there were many words of concern and care. An Jing knew that he only needed to agree a little and chat a few more words, and his future would be much easier.

He had been planning to do so, but the food was too strong and the wine was too potent, so he ended up imitating Mirror Style's reserved and cowardly spirit, sweeping the entire dining table by himself without making any noise.

Fuck your social connections, I'm just eating eat eat eat eat eat!

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, everything that needed to be said had been said, and all the feelings that needed to be expressed had been expressed, it was time to leave.

The girl supported the boy as they walked home.

"Fuck, I'm dying of stuffiness..."

"Who told you to eat so much? You're usually very talkative, why are you suddenly mute today?"

"No, it's our master's feast. If I don't eat, who will? Are you worthy of our master by eating so little?"

"He's starting to talk nonsense again."

"Hey, don't let go, don't let go. It's my fault, sis."

"Humph."

The artificial dome of Luofu Fairy Boat changed into the night color, and the soft white color was faintly dotted on the two people connected together, just right.

Jingliu looked up at the dark night sky filled with stars.

“It’s all over.”

The girl's voice was somewhat dazed, which she herself hardly noticed.

"Still early."

An Jing spread his hands maturely: "Now I am going to tell you about a famous person who died three times."

"what is that?"

He cleared his throat and put on a serious expression. His face suddenly became serious, which made Jingliu feel a little strange.

She stared at his profile. It was the first time she looked at him so closely and seriously.

Her delicate features were immersed in the mysterious and tranquil moonlight, as if covered with a layer of dreamy silver gauze. Her eyes were large and bright, and her pure black pupils reflected the light of the stars, revealing a kind of deep wisdom. Her long eyebrows were smooth and layered. Her face was long, with clear cheekbones and soft lines. There was nothing she could find fault with.

The moonlight shone on his soft and plump lips, outlining a slight arc, and a slightly artificial and magnetic voice slowly flowed out.

"In one's lifetime, one must die three times."

"The first time, when your heart stops and your breathing stops, you are biologically dead."

"The second time, when you were buried, people attended your funeral dressed in black. They announced that you no longer existed in this society and that you left quietly."

"The third death is when the last person in the world who remembers you forgets you. Then, you are truly dead, and the entire universe will no longer have anything to do with you."

In this quiet moonlit night, he looked up at the sky slightly, as if thinking about something.

The girl froze in a daze.

"So, it's still a long way to go. Although the saying is cliché, it's true. The master lives in our hearts. Just keep her in your heart and burn some incense for her. Who knows, she may come to see you one day?"

Her daze shifted from her expression to her steps. Looking at the profile that looked both familiar and unfamiliar, her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

The girl supported the boy, and her pause was naturally sensed clearly by the latter. An Jing stopped, turned around, and turned his head with a little confusion.

For some reason, Jing Liuben's fair face was tinged with a little pink, perhaps because the night was particularly hot. The two pairs of eyes met, and she immediately looked away the moment her gazes collided, pursing her lips but not saying a word.

"Um......"

The boy raised his eyebrows, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Are you excited?"

Those three words were like a spark that fell on dry wood and instantly burst into flames.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Jingliu stuttered and glared at him again, but quickly looked away, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a perfect tsundere, really arrogant and delicate~"

"Alas, it's a pity that I don't have any feelings for you. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not knowing how to cherish me before. You always beat or scolded me. Now you know how good I am? It's too late! The people who are chasing me and confessing their love have lined up from the dock of Jinren Lane to the gate of Tiance Mansion. If you like me, just go for it. Don't wait until I fall in love and listen to the clock in the opposite direction alone, baby."

The lethality of his set is indeed quite strong for an innocent girl like Jingliu who has not yet experienced the pollution of the Internet era.

At least the girl's face, which was originally just a faint pink, had now turned into a real red.

She pushed the boy away violently, turned around and swept with her right leg, which was fast and sharp, but unfortunately he dodged it. She was about to chase him and follow up with a combo, but suddenly she saw the boy, who had just straightened his waist to dodge, bent down and faced her, covering his mouth, as if he was about to vomit. The frightened girl stopped quickly and took two steps back.

Then, the young man suddenly turned around and flew out, without any sign of being supported.

Volume 1: Chapter 11: Have you really become stupid from practicing sword skills?

Time always passes regardless of one's subjective will. Even if important people leave, the rest of us still have to continue living.

The funeral ended and Jianshou’s life came to an end, but in the lives of others, it was just a comma.

Jingliu regained her determination to practice sword skills and become the strongest swordsman in the alliance.

An Jing was still the type who lived his life leisurely and carefree, which always troubled the girl, who hated him for not fighting for it but could do nothing about it.

Days go by.

Sometimes the two of them would go out together with the army to clear out the evil creatures, but they often didn't talk much along the way. They had different positions and would be in different positions on the battlefield. Although he would occasionally come to the front line to care about her, everyone could see that it was just routine care and his attitude was perfunctory.

Jing Liu would feel a little angry every time he thought about it. His attitude seemed like he didn't care at all whether she would die on the battlefield. Every time they were separated in the battle, she couldn't help but be distracted and always worried about something in her heart.

After all, even a master as powerful as him will one day...

As she grew older, her swordsmanship improved, and she was already the undisputed leader of the younger generation. The merits of the two of them gradually accumulated and grew during her countless expeditions, and were then converted into changes in their positions.

They are no longer on the same team.

In fact, the boy was no longer a member of the Cloud Cavalry.

He went to Tianbosi.

She cared a lot, but she wasn't the type to make a big fuss and force the boy to get to the bottom of it. In the end, she could only pretend to ask the question casually during lunch.

"Why did you suddenly go to Tianbosi?"

"You can go if you want."

The boy answered casually while eating.

She thought that this might be what he really meant, but it was not enough.

Why do you want to go?

What happened that made him want to go?

Or was there someone who gave him this idea?

Is there someone in the Yunqi Army that he dislikes?

Or did I do something to make him unhappy?

There seemed to be countless questions in Jingliu's mind, which emerged like bubbles and then disappeared one by one.

She knew that these questions were too delicate, too sensitive, and seemed too strange, so she couldn't ask them.

But, the boy was her only remaining...relative, how could she not care...

The meal was almost over in silence.

"Mirror flow."

The familiar name spoken by a familiar voice brought the girl, who was immersed in her thoughts, back to her senses.

But she frowned.

She actually didn't want the boy to keep calling her like that...

Jingliu felt that maybe they should have some nicknames between them, instead of calling each other by their names like ordinary people.

But she was not the type to take the initiative to propose, so she could only hope that the lively boy would remember it occasionally, propose it with a smile, and she would then agree in shyness and helpless depression.

But hundreds of years have passed and he still hasn't remembered it.

But she still held out hope.

"Would you like to go out for a walk together in the afternoon?"

The rare invitation made her stunned.

The young man had invited her like this several times many years ago, but she refused every time, and was then dragged away by the young man with the annoying excuse, "The elder brother is like a father, how dare you disobey your father's words?"

Then she would have a sour face all day to express her dissatisfaction.

But actually...she didn't understand the things in Jinren Lane, nor did she think she would be interested in them. But she was in a very good mood, and sometimes she couldn't control the downward corners of her mouth and would curl up in the opposite direction.

After a few times, he never invited her again...even though she had always been looking forward to it.