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How many emotions are there among the men and women of the martial world? 

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(1) Ten years of life and death are separated by a vast distance.



"Ten years of life and death are separated by a vast distance. I do not think of you, but I cannot forget you. A lonely grave a thousand miles away, I have no place to speak of my sorrow..."



The moon is bright and the stars are few. The wind is gloomy and the mountain is desolate.



There is only one person standing alone on the mountaintop. He has a sword at his waist and is dressed in plain white. He is looking up at the sky and sighing: "Ten years have

passed. It has been ten years..." His voice is full of sorrow and grief.



This person is Leng Yusheng, one of the Eight Swords of the Azure Sky. He is known as the "Flying Immortal Sword". His family sword technique "Nine Absolutes of Flying Immortal"

defeated heroes from all walks of life in the martial arts world ten years ago. It is true that "ten years of hard study go unnoticed, but one success makes him famous all over the world".



After that competition, he not only became famous in the martial arts world, but also married

Nangong Lingling, the daughter of Nangong Qiuhan, the leader of the martial arts alliance. Leng Yusheng's



family sword technique is not only the best in the world, but he also uses his family's 49-style Ice-Sealing Jade Cold Palm technique with

superb skill and impenetrability. Because of his exceptional swordsmanship, his palm techniques were not widely praised. As for hidden weapons,

Leng Yusheng considered such martial arts to be unorthodox and underhanded, disdaining any martial art that relied on hidden arrows.



The area around Cui Li Mountain remained silent, save for the relentless, chilling winds that swept through…



“Ten years ago, ten years ago you…you and I were admiring the moon in this very place…back then…back then

you…” A slight sob escaped his lips.



—Ten years ago, at the foot of Cui Li Mountain— “Do you think I’m beautiful?” The speaker was none other than

Nangong Lingling, daughter of the martial arts alliance leader, Nangong Qiuhan. From a young age, Nangong Lingling was the apple of her family's eye

, pampered and cherished. As the sole heir of

the Nangong family, her only talents in martial arts were her willful, capricious, and coquettish nature.

Accompanying her at this moment was Leng Yusheng, the “Flying Immortal Sword,” who had married into the Nangong family.



Although Leng Yusheng was a peerless martial arts prodigy, he was still a hot-blooded young man. Furthermore, he possessed a dashing and

romantic , and an exceptionally handsome appearance. Even if Pan An or Cao Zhi were alive today, they would undoubtedly be the most outstanding. Upon hearing Nangong Lingling's question, he smiled slightly and said, "Indeed, you are so beautiful that

fish sink and geese fall from the sky, birds startle and cries, the moon hides and flowers blush with shame, adding to the already magnificent scenery of Cui Li Mountain!"   Nangong Lingling blushed and quickly lowered her head, knowing that "a woman adorns herself for the one she loves," and that it would be a great disappointment if her carefully chosen attire was not appreciated by her beloved. Hearing Leng Yusheng's words, how could Nangong Lingling not feel ashamed? Her heart pounded wildly, and despite her usual willful and capricious nature, she couldn't express it in front of Leng Yusheng. She could only blush and say, "You speak so highly of me, but do you know if you're sincere? Are you deliberately mocking me?"   She regretted her words as soon as they left her mouth. There was no one else here, so this statement must mean I'm not lying. Why am I being so suspicious Little did she know it was her pride that was getting the better of her. She had developed a willful and capricious personality since childhood, always wanting to argue with everyone, no matter what. Who knew she'd get into a fight with the man she loved today?   Hearing this, Leng Yusheng knew her intentions and immediately said seriously, "If this is false, it's not from my heart, may I be struck by lightning..." Before he could finish the word "struck," Nangong Lingling quickly covered his lips with her hand, signaling him to stop. Her hand was small and delicate, with slender fingers and rounded nails, like five water scallions.   "I don't want you to say it, I don't want you to say it, as long as you're sincere to me... I..." At this point, Nangong Lingling couldn't finish her sentence...   And so, unknowingly, the two had reached the mountaintop. The bright moon hung in the sky, the mountains complementing each other, like a traditional Chinese ink painting.   "Lingling, look, how beautiful the moon is!"   "Yes, so beautiful... I've admired the moon many times before, but only this time does it truly feel the most beautiful!"   "Actually, the moon is no different from any other; it's just a matter of perspective." Hearing this, Lingling lowered her head . Leng Yusheng continued, "Many ancient poets have described the moon in their poems. Li Bai even wrote a poem: 'When I was young, I didn't know the moon, I suspected it was a white jade plate. I also suspected it was a mirror in the jade palace, flying in the blue clouds.' Such poetic imagery perfectly depicts the moon's roundness and brightness."   At this moment, Nangong Lingling only lowered her head and did not answer.   "Lingling, look closely, you can even see Chang'e in the moon!"   Only then did Nangong Lingling raise her head and gaze at the bright moon.   "Where is Chang'e? Where is she? I clearly can't see her! You must be making things up, lying, you're lying , you..." Before she could finish speaking, Leng Yusheng grabbed her waist.   "Isn't it right here?!"   Nangong Lingling was startled at first, then her face flushed red with shyness.   "You're so naughty, so naughty, so naughty..."   she said, swaying her slender waist and lightly hitting Leng Yusheng's chest with her hands. Stealing a glance, she saw Leng bright, masculine eyes fixed on her. Nangong Lingling was overwhelmed with shyness and joy, but she didn't look away, as if she had already fallen into the deep pool of Leng Yusheng's eyes...   "What a beautiful moon, what a beautiful night..." Nangong Lingling murmured dreamily.   Leng Yusheng gently covered Nangong Lingling's lips with his own. Nangong Lingling didn't flinch, their lips met , rubbing together. At this moment, Nangong Lingling's eyes were as clear as autumn water, her beauty as radiant as spring clouds. Leng Yusheng knew that her heart was stirred, so he extended his tongue and explored her mouth, their tongues intertwining, sharing each other's love juices.   Their bodies pressed tightly together, and Leng Yusheng felt Nangong Lingling's body gradually growing hot, so he removed her clothes. It has been said that "a flower without leaves is not pleasing to the eye," and this saying is certainly true. Under the moonlight, Nangong Lingling's body was like a piece of beautiful jade, without a single flaw, truly captivating.   Then Leng Yusheng removed his own clothes, walked to a reclining tiger rock, spread his clothes on the surface, turned back, and gently placed Nangong Lingling on the rock.   At this moment, Nangong Lingling's face was flushed with desire, her eyes were hazy, and she was babbling incessantly. Her arms were outstretched at her sides, her slender waist swayed wildly, her breasts trembled from side to side, her fair legs hung down, and her vulva was faintly visible beneath her pubic hair.   With the sky as its canopy, the earth as its mat, the mountains as its screen, and the bright moon as its lamp, a romantic tale unfolded . It was said that the clouds and rain were infinitely interesting, but in reality, the charm was multifaceted.

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