Long Sorrow Song - C89

Ling Mumei could not find Lu Jing Chen, nor did she think about food or tea. In half a year, she had a skinny body and a withered face. His Jianghu brothers were extremely worried as they watched this man, who had been unruly in the past, become depressed because of a woman. His former beauty had heard that he was depressed because of his love for a woman. Not only did she not blame him, but she was even more infatuated with him and even took the initiative to help him find out the whereabouts of Lu Jingchen. However, everything was useless. Lu Jingchen was just like Ling Mumei had said, it was as if she had never come to this world.

Ling Mumei had suffered so much longing all day that she had completely forgotten the promise of the next year. Therefore, when Lu Jingchen appeared in front of her again, Ling Mumei seemed to be at a loss of what to do. It was only after a long period of time did he realize that he still had two more rounds of sparring with Lu Jingchen. Thinking of this, Ling Mumei suddenly felt very happy, but Lu Jingchen’s face was always as calm as water. When she saw Ling Mumei, she could only smile faintly, which made Ling Mumei fall for her even more. Ling Mumei did not ask where Lu Jingchen had gone. He only wanted to get along with her a little longer, even if it was to look at her alone.

Ling Mumei and Lu Jingchen are competing in the zither arts,” he said. At that time, the Shaolin Sect Leader’s evaluation of the music made Ling Mumei sigh in admiration. Therefore, when Lu Jingchen asked if he wanted to look for a notary, Ling Mumei suggested that they go to the Shaolin Faction. Of course, Ling Mumei had her own selfish thoughts as she was afraid that Lu Jingchen would disappear after the competition. At that time, the two of them were still quite far from the Shaolin Faction, so going there would allow them more time alone. On the way to the Shaolin Faction, Ling Mumei found everything beautiful. The two of them chatted all the way, and no matter what Ling Mumei said, Lu Jingchen would always be able to lead the conversation from shallow to deep. But when it comes to the subject of Lu Jingchen herself, Lu Jingchen won’t say a word.

In the second round of the competition, the two contestants would battle in Shaowang Mountain. As for the details of the competition, Ling Mumei had only said that she had forgotten about it. She only remembered that he had lost, and that Lu Jingchen had won. As the only person who witnessed the entire competition, the Shaolin Sect Leader was just like the Sect Leader of the Martial Saint Sect, he was extremely shocked by this woman in front of him. After inviting the two of them to be their guests in the Shaolin Faction, Lu Jingchen did not leave without saying goodbye this time. Instead, he left the Shaolin Faction together with Ling Mumei.

Saying this, a smile appeared on Ling Mumei’s face. With his expression, he vaguely recalled the handsomeness of his youth, “This time she didn’t leave me, but instead stayed with me for an entire year.”

“You two have been together for a year?” Ye Mo Han asked.

“Right, just one year.” Ling Mumei repeatedly muttered. In that year, it was she who had given me a real sense of what happiness was and what life was. One year later, even though I am still alive, I can only be considered to be living on. ”

Ye Wen could faintly guess what happened a year later. Lu Jingchen must have sparred with Ling Mumei over a year ago, and Ling Mumei had also lost. However, if the two of them had been together for a year, why would they want to fight in the third round? In addition, there was the result of Ling Mumei falling to the bottom of the valley to steal her life.

Ye Chanhan guessed that Lu Jingchen still had some affection for Ling Mumei. Otherwise, why would she stay with him for a whole year? After Ling Mumei and Lu Jingchen left the Shaolin Faction, the two of them went sightseeing together. A talented person would always be envied by others from the ancient times, not to mention an outstanding woman like Lu Jingchen. Her erudite knowledge was not inferior to Ling Mumei’s. This was perhaps one of the reasons why Ling Mumei was attracted to her. They had been together for a long time, and Ling Mumei had been composing poems for him every day. The content of the poems had changed from the obscure feelings they had at the beginning to the love and adoration of others. Lu Jingjing was extremely intelligent, so how could she not know what Ling Mumei meant? He wrote poems every day and played the zither against each other. On days like this, he was only envious of the opposite sex. The two of them treated each other with respect for half a year. Ling Mumei continued to compose poems every day in pursuit of Lu Jingchen. To Ling Mumei’s surprise, Lu Jingchen nodded with tears in his eyes and promised him.

“I thought she agreed with tears in her eyes because she was shy and excited.” Ling Mumei blamed herself. It’s my fault that I was so immersed in the joy of her promise to me. ”

In the last half year that Ling Mumei and Lu Jingchen were together, Ling Mumei spoke with a smile on her face. Ling Mumei only felt that she was reborn after meeting Lu Jingchen, and that her life was complete. Ling Mumei did not pay any attention to Lu Jingchen’s occasional soliloquy. She thought it was the wound caused by Lu Jingchen’s unique emotions. If Ling Mumei had known that they still had sword techniques, would he still be so happy?

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.