The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Author: Inside and Outside Cooperation

Summary:

An Qingwan traveled to the world of martial arts and became a blind girl, just as the world was in chaos and the martial arts world was in turmoil.

A wealthy businessman's daughter was murdered because her ancestral swordsmanship was coveted.

There was a hero's daughter who was adopted by a demon from a cult and eventually grew up to be a great demon.

There is a master of the Holy Palace, who is unrivaled in martial arts and has remained chaste all his life. However, it turns out that he secretly likes women.

In this world where human life is worthless and people in the underworld kill people like crazy, An Qingwan fortunately awakens the [Divine Capture System], and can get rewards as long as she arrests lawbreakers.

[Kill the hypocritical hypocrite and receive the reward: Mingyu Merit]

[Capture the Demon Sect's Demonic Witch and receive the reward: Cihang Sword Canon]

[Capture the heart of the Holy Palace Master and receive the reward: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin]

Ah, this last one is correct?

A full house of flowers drunk three thousand guests, a sword of frost and cold fourteen states.

Since the day An Qingwan entered the martial arts world, there have been fewer lawless criminals who use violence to break the law, and more true knights who abide by the law.

……

If the eyes are blind but the mind is not, what is the use of eyes if the mind is blind?

Sword Saint An Qingwan: "I will take care of the things you dare not intervene in. I will kill the people you dare not kill!"

"If you dare to do anything wrong, I will kill you even if you are the leader of the martial arts world!"

Are there still experts out there?

rain.

heavy rain.

The rain was as sharp and fierce as a green blade.

Two people were sitting next to a teahouse on the long street.

A woman wore a jade hairpin in her hair, her face radiating charm.

One of them carried a broadsword and looked weathered and worn.

The burly man carrying a knife said:

"I had no teacher. Since I found the sword manual at the age of twenty, I have been obsessed with it, studying it day and night. After five years, my sword skills have not improved. So I packed my bags and left home to travel, just to seek a breakthrough."

"Over the past three years, I have challenged dozens of so-called heroes and won every battle. As a result, I have become increasingly arrogant and thought that I am invincible until today when I met Lady Zhao."

"I am a rough man, but even the roughest man knows what it means to be outmatched after just one battle."

The burly man carrying the knife suddenly bowed.

"I, Yu, earnestly request that Lady Zhao accept me as her disciple."

Lady Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, Warrior Yu. I no longer care about the trivialities of the martial world; I only wish for a peaceful life."

The burly man with the sword widened his eyes: "Miss Zhao, by doing this, aren't you just wasting your excellent martial arts skills?"

"Impressive martial arts?" Lady Zhao scoffed. "Does the brave warrior Yu know that there are actually four masters among the three great masters of Zhen'an County?"

"Four people?" The burly man with the sword was stunned. "There are actually people in Zhen'an County who can be compared to Lady Zhao?"

Lady Zhao said with a sigh, "Equal in fame? You overestimate me, Warrior Yu. How could I dare to be equal to that person? Back then, I was just as confident as you, Warrior Yu. After I felt that my martial arts had reached a high level, I went to challenge that person."

"What was the result?" The burly man with the knife felt his heart sink.

Zhao, the heroine, extended one finger.

"Losed a move?"

"No."

The burly man with the sword pounded in his chest: "Could it be that I was defeated in just one move?"

Zhao, the female warrior, shook her head again and said with a bitter smile, "I only glanced at it from afar and completely lost my fighting spirit. I dare not enter the martial world again."

The burly man carrying the knife was so startled that his hand trembled.

He asked instinctively, "Who exactly is that person?"

"A blind girl might just be the number one swordsman in Ningzhou!"

Just as Lady Zhao finished speaking, a thunderclap suddenly resounded in the sky.

The world was utterly silent after the thunder.

The sounds of wind, rain, and voices vanished.

The burly man carrying the knife felt utterly bewildered.

How did a blind girl learn martial arts, and how did she become so powerful that just a glance from afar could make the heroine Zhao lose her fighting spirit and retire from the martial arts world?

I don’t know how much time passed.

It might be a quarter of an hour, or it might just be a few breaths.

The rapid sound of horses' hooves suddenly shattered the eerie silence.

The burly man with the knife turned his head and saw a carriage appear in the rain. On either side of the carriage were constables with badges hanging from their waists and holding umbrellas, while the driver was the county clerk.

The clerk himself drove the carriage, and the person sitting in the carriage...

As the carriage passed by, a cold wind lifted the side curtain, revealing the person sitting inside.

She was a girl with cascading black hair and a rough black cloth covering her eyes.

She is neither a peony nor a secluded orchid, but rather like a night-blooming cereus quietly blooming under the moonlight.

The burly man carrying the knife even forgot to breathe.

Only after the curtain fell and the horse's hooves had gone far away did he clutch his chest and gasp for breath.

"That is……"

He turned to look at Lady Zhao.

The heroine Zhao said, "It's her."

The burly man with the sword still felt like he was dreaming: "Is such a gentle girl really the number one swordsman in Ningzhou?"

"She's more than just the number one swordsman." Lady Zhao opened her folding fan. "In Zhen'an County, her word carries more weight than the emperor's. If she says she wants to go east, the county government dares not go west."

"Miss Zhao, are you perhaps joking?"

The burly man carrying the knife was incredulous.

Although the world is in great chaos, the fact that a blind girl's words carry more weight than the emperor's is truly beyond his comprehension.

"Last year, Zhen'an County was rated as the safest county in Shanghe Prefecture. Do you know why?"

"Could it be because..."

Lady Zhao rose, fanning herself, and said in a profound and enigmatic manner:

"The magistrate himself is driving the carriage today, which means there must be some江湖人士 (jianghu figures) causing trouble in the county again. Come with me and you will see for yourself."

……

Two streets apart, in a restaurant called Sihaiju.

A red-faced man wielding a large knife slashed at the counter of the restaurant.

In an instant, sawdust and fragments of wine jars flew together.

"Haha, you old thief, do you still dare to look down on me now?"

The red-faced man laughed and brandished his knife, clearly drunk and disorderly.

Most of the people in the restaurant were trembling with fear, but the martial arts practitioners who had come with the red-faced man remained calmly seated around the table eating, showing no intention of stopping him.

"Stop smashing! Stop smashing! Just admit I was wrong, brave man, please have mercy!"

The restaurant owner pleaded desperately, but only provoked the red-faced man to become even more ferocious.

"What do you mean 'I'll assume you're wrong'? So you think I'm the one who's wrong? Come on, let me see if your head is harder, or if my Ironclad Gang's Zhenshanhu's knife is harder."

Just as he was about to swing his knife, a joyful shout suddenly came from outside.

"They're here! Heroine An is here!"

Like everyone else in the restaurant, the red-faced man, Zhenshanhu, turned to look at the restaurant entrance.

A carriage appeared at the gate without anyone noticing.

The carriage curtain was lifted, revealing a young girl.

The girl was about sixteen years old, dressed in a simple, moon-white long gown. A rough black cloth was tightly bound around her eyes, covering most of her delicate face, revealing only her soft jawline and tightly pursed pink lips.

She leaned out from behind, and one of the constables set up a low stool next to the car to make it easier for her to get out, while another constable hurriedly stepped forward to hold up an umbrella to shield her from the rain.

The girl descended the steps with a calm expression.

Upon reaching the entrance of the restaurant, he said gently, "I've arrived. You need not worry any longer."

These words immediately dispelled the tense atmosphere in the restaurant, and even the previously terrified manager straightened his back.

"Great! It's Heroine An! We're saved!"

"Heroine An, you've arrived just in time!"

This joyous scene enraged the mountain-guarding tiger.

"How dare you! You dare interfere in my affairs? Do you think I won't kill you just because you're a blind woman?!"

He raised his hand and smashed a ceramic wine pot.

The wine jug went straight for the girl's right knee.

The girl remained calm and composed, lightly lifting her right foot, and the wine pot landed steadily on her boot.

Before anyone could gasp in surprise, the girl suddenly flicked her ankle, and the wine pot transformed into a streak of silver light, shooting straight at the Mountain-Suppressing Tiger with a powerful gust of wind.

"Little tricks!"

Zhenshanhu laughed loudly and reached out to grab the wine pot, but as soon as his fingers touched the rim of the cup, an inexplicable force burst forth, directly repelling his five fingers.

Ok?

boom!

The next moment, the wine pot struck the tiger in the chest.

The mountain-guarding tiger screamed as if struck by a hammer and collapsed to its knees.

Although he wasn't knocked flying, he felt completely limp and weak all over.

But at this point, no one cared about him anymore.

What everyone was more interested in was the wine pot.

After the wine pot struck the mountain-guarding tiger, it bounced back into the air, as if drawn by a thread, and landed precisely in the girl's palm.

Look closely.

The wine pot was not broken.

Not a single drop of wine was spilled from the pot.

"Who...who are you?" Zhenshanhu's heart trembled.

The girl calmly placed the wine pot on the table beside her.

"An Qingwan".

The waters of Erjianghu are too deep.