14 ZHUGE LIYING'S IDENTITY

Previous episodes.

The identity of the masked swordsman was known, it turned out to be a beautiful woman. Although she is very cold and indifferent to men.

He was angry with Yu of Dao Bao Hu. Because Yu was holding one of his swords that had fallen off earlier.

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"Quickly tell me where is my other sword!" He looked sinister, threatening the tip of his blade that would slash through Yu's skin.

"Eh!" Yu's eyes widened in concern. He was silent and could only swallow saliva when the sharp part scraped against his sensitive skin.

"Yu!" Shouts of other friends. They looked at Yu with worry and worry.

"Swordsman," Feng Li Qian said softly.

"Please, remove your sword from the second brother," begged Feng Li Qian politely.

"Please, have mercy on him. Don't kill him. Yu is a very good person, he is not a criminal who would steal your sword," said Liu slowly to ask the swordsman for understanding.

"Lie!" Against. He didn't believe the men's words.

"Quickly tell me where is my other sword!" His shout was loud to everyone present. Of course the tip of the blade pressed more and more on Yu.

His screams scared Yu even more. Every now and then he closed his eyes when the female Swordsman snapped at him. Yu couldn't do anything about it, because Yu had been cornered with the tip of the swordsman's blade almost piercing his neck.

Friends who also can not do much. They couldn't help Yu or save Yu for now.

"Okay swordsman," Zhao Yun said soothingly, so that there would not be another misunderstanding.

"How can we talk about this properly," he continued to the swordsman politely.

"We know that during the fight both your swords fell and fell out of your hands, and Yu didn't mean to steal them."

Said calmly and tried to explain to this very angry swordsman.

Zhao Yun's hands stretched forward asking the swordsman to think calmly, because everyone knew even the warrior knew that his sword fell during the fight earlier.

"It's possible that your other sword fell in a different place, since Yu only found this there earlier," Zhao Yi further added.

"At the time this sword was found by Yu or we didn't find any other sword besides this one." Zhao Yi tried to negotiate politely. The explanation was listened to by the warrior. However, he still remained silent with his cold gaze in response to everyone.

"It's true what Zhao Yun said. Trust us we didn't find your other sword. Trust me." Liu just replied in the middle of this explanation.

"Yu and I only found this Gold-colored one. There's nothing else there but this one sword." Yun's explanation helped a little, although the swordsman didn't want to believe it.

Even though he was in a corner, Yu looked happily at the three friends he considered as brothers.

"Thank you Liu, fourth brother, and first brother." Looking at their faces one by one, as if this would be the last day for him to see his brothers and sisters.

Maybe that's the only sentence that Yu can say. Yu wanted to say more, but the words got stuck between his throat and vocal cords.

It's very difficult to say maybe the tip of the blade that continues to press Yu, so that it becomes depressed.

"Ah!" He got even angrier. Even if an explanation is given. However, that alone was not enough to create an alibi for the swordsman.

The lost sword is a very precious sword. The weapon made of metal meant a lot to the unknown swordsman.

Until now he had not said the reason why the sword was so important. From his anger it was certain that the sword was very special.

"Quickly tell me where is my other sword!" Without getting bored he kept repeating the same words. As if there is no question in this world other than---Where is my other sword?

SREEET....

Intentionally or not, but the tip of the blade slashed at Liu's sensitive skin.

Don't want to wait anymore. His patience had run out finally the swordsman slashed and gave a small scratch on the neck with the sensitive skin.

Yu!" shouted everyone and was made to stare in horror with the tip of the blade which finally slashed at Yu's neck.

Even though it's only a small scratch on the tip of the blade, from just a few scratches, a lot of thick red liquid is still fresh.

The red, odorless liquid rushed down the tip of the sword and dripped and stained the ground.

YU's POV ~~~

I can't get my voice back anymore, because the small scratch he gave hit my vocal cords.

Even if it's just a small scratch. But it left me speechless like a hard stone statue. I can only see the look in his eyes that are very angry with me.

Was it just because of that other sword that he made me like this?

It feels stiff. I can no longer move my body, all my nervous system seems to stop working. I glanced down a little and saw that the red liquid that came out of my skin was so heavy. No wonder this makes me very weak.

"Yu!" Liu sighed and looked sadly at Yu.

"Second brother!" Yu looked sadly at him.

"Younger brother!" Liu couldn't do anything, just stayed silent and held back tears and then hated himself for not being able to save Yu from the hands of the warrior.

"Is this your sword?" Shangkuan Yun came from a different direction, carrying a sword between his hands.

A bright silver sword with a hilt in the shape of a bird's head.

Is this the sword the swordsman is looking for?

These words pierced through the eardrums. The female swordsman immediately turned and looked at who had said that earlier.

Then the female swordsman released the tip of the blade that hit Yu's neck.

BROK....

Yu fell down on the ground, his body limp from bleeding too much.

"Yu!" shouted the three classmates in unison. The three of them immediately sat slumped around Yu.

This female swordsman had seen a grown man holding out both hands and above his hands was a bright silver sword.

"Yes. It's mine!" such an honest confession. Stand face to face and look at each other.

"Oh. My dear" he said very happy when he could see his beloved sword again.

Don't waste time. He quickly took the sword from Shangkuan Yun's hand.

"Why did my sword get in your hands, sir?" he asked surprised. However, remain firm in every intonation he said.

"I found this there. This sword fell apart from yours," Shangkuan Yun explained.

When he was listening and Shangkuan Yun was explaining, suddenly the three Dao Bao Hu disciples shouted in unison.

"Yu!" worried Liu.

"Older brother!" Zhao Yi shouted.

"Younger brother!" called Feng Li Qian who was shouting at the sky.

Yu's condition was quite severe, from that small scratch he had to bleed a lot until Yu was unconscious. His eyes were tightly shut with his heartbeat and his nervous system had weakened, not functioning normally.

This situation made the three brothers and sisters sad, anxious and worried as if Yu was going to leave them.

"You suck!" murmured annoyed from the female warrior when she saw three men who were crying weakly over trivial things.

"Take this!" He threw a small red cloth bag to the three grieving men.

"What's this for?" Zhao Yi asked who got the small parcel. He opened the small bag. Then he saw what was in it.

It turned out to be a bag containing various types of spices or herbal medicines for treatment.

Zhao Yi asked. However, there was no answer from the swordsman.

After throwing and getting back his two swords. This unnamed swordsman did not want to linger in Dao Bao Hu.

"Is this to treat brother Yu's wounds?" Zhao Yi muttered one more time.

Zhao Yi was really good at medicine, so just by looking at him he already understood what the small pouch meant.

Especially the small bag containing a lot of herbal plants.

"Hubs!" The swordsman jumped up and eased his body into the air. He was standing on one of the roofs there.

"Are you Ying Xue's daughter?" shouted Shangkuan Yun when the swordsman was already on the roof.

The unnamed swordsman turned back for a moment and looked down again.

"How do you know that name, sir?" he asked shouting from there.

"I recognized him right away from that Bacon sword you're holding!" Huo Long answered him from down there.

"Who exactly are you, sir? How do you know the name of the sword I have?" He shouted again who answered from up there.

"I'm Shangkuan Yu!" Sangkuan Yun replied by saying his real name

"Oh! It turns out that you are a person named Shangkuan Yun!" Call that swordsman who seems to know the name Shangkuan Yun very well.

Shangkuan Yun looked at the female swordsman from below. Like someone who misses something and finally meets again. The image of Shangkuan Yun's eyes.

"All right. We'll meet here." He shouted from the roof.

"Next time we will meet again. Master Shangkuan!" while staring seriously at Shangkuan Yun.

"Greetings from me, Zhuge Liying!" Finally he also mentioned his real name. His name is Zhuge Liying. After that only disappeared from the sky Dao Bao Hu.

"Zhuge Liying?" said Shangkuan Yun so seriously.

"Beautiful name. Like Ying Xue," he said, sounding like he missed something.

"Fate has brought you to this place, and this will be our first meeting."

Shangkuan's mind was strong.

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On the roofs of people's houses. Zhuge Liying was treading on every roof with his fast pace.

"Yes. This is our first meeting, and the beginning of destiny."

"Mother! I have come to this place, and I have also fulfilled my promise as a warrior!"

He ran. Then, one by one the roofs of residents' houses were jumped. Under the moonlight he made a promise, while splitting the darkness in Dao Bao Hu.

"Wait for my arrival. Shangkuan Yun!"