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The first chapter heartbroken bleak night in Leng Yue Valley, was fully illuminated by moonlight.
With the breeze, the full moon and the sparse stars cross and compete for beauty.
Insects at night and rivers in the canyon are accompaniment instruments of moonlight. The waves reflected by the river blend with the Yin Hui in the night sky, revealing a euphemistic beauty and sadness.
In the canyon, a teenager's face was dignified by moonlight, and the unique silence at night became more and more profound.
Even his shadow is as deep as a clear stone in the valley. The breeze brushed the young man's face, and suddenly he felt cool all over. In an instant, his body and mind were completely invaded by the moon. ...
For a long time, the young man suddenly slowly pulled out his waist sword and studied it carefully. In the moonlight, the sword shone on his face, and the short red tassel on the hilt trembled slightly. At the moment, the young man's face was even paler, and he suddenly practiced his sword in the canyon. Where the sword light flashes, the swordsmanship is wonderful, as soft as a smoke cloud covering the moon, as flying as a swallow, as dancing as a willow mist, as soft as snow.
It was the Hui Zong period in the Northern Song Dynasty, and August 15th was a full moon night. It was in the Leng Yue Valley of Baihua Mountain in western Hubei. The young man's name is Xie Jinghong, and his swordsmanship is called "Double Yan Zhaoxia".
Xie Jinghong came to Baihua Mountain on August 15th of the third year. Every time he comes, the moon is round. ...