old friend

Upon seeing the sword, You Zhenghong recalled the past. Back then, the two of them shared the same master and relied on each other. Leng Bicha had once whispered in her ear that she would pursue the righteous path, uphold justice, and become a female knight-errant who punishes evil and promotes good.

The female knight-errant standing before her was no longer the same person she once was; the carefree, laughing female knight-errant had changed.

Seeing You Zhenghong's gaze, which seemed to be reminiscing about old friends, made Leng Bicha feel somewhat uncomfortable. You Zhenghong stood upright, but still did not want to make a move.

Seeing this, Leng Bicha said coldly, "If you don't want to take action, then what is the purpose of your trip? To persuade me to repent and reform? Does your Crescent Moon Sect think you are a righteous sect?!" Every word that came out of Leng Bicha's mouth seemed to be a sarcastic remark directed at You Zhenghong.

His face was full of disdain.

Seeing that You Zhenghong did not move, Leng Bicha pointed her sword directly at her heart and said coldly, "I know what you are thinking, but that is the past and does not represent the present."

The moment the sword tip pointed directly at him, You Zhenghong truly understood that his former junior sister was gone forever, or rather, that they could no longer stand behind each other.

Since the sword tip was pointed directly at him, You Zhenghong didn't hold back and drew his own sword. The two swords clashed, and both men moved with great agility, their swords turning with their bodies like two silver snakes locked in combat.

The two were fighting fiercely on the roof of the backyard, while Jiang Chaoyu was watching from a distance. To avoid her master noticing her presence, Jiang Chaoyu hid far away from the Zhang residence.

Sometimes Jiang Chaoyu didn't understand why they always liked to fight on the rooftop. Wasn't it loud enough?

It wasn't until Jiang Chaoyu watched You Zhenghong and Leng Bicha fight that she realized that true masters don't make a sound when they spar. However, if you could witness it firsthand, you would know how intense the battle was.

Jiang Chaoyu ran into Xu Ninghui when she went out, so Xu Ninghui was also watching and observing the situation.

"Senior sister, if I were to spar with you, would I win or would you win?" Xu Ninghui couldn't help but think of this when she saw her senior uncle fighting fiercely with another person.

Jiang Chaoyu turned her head and stared at Xu Ninghui behind her, smiling sinisterly, "What do you think?"

That gaze was like an ice cellar in winter, freezing Xu Ninghui in an instant. She shivered, freezing all of Xu Ninghui's unrealistic thoughts, and flattered, "Of course it's you, Senior Sister."

Seeing that Xu Ninghui knew, he turned his head back, intending to check on his master again, but he could no longer see the two of them.

In an instant, everything fell silent.

In the short time it took to exchange a few words, the two of them were fighting somewhere else entirely.

Jiang Chaoyu sighed and said helplessly, "Let's go, everyone's gone."

Upon hearing Jiang Chaoyu's words, Xu Ninghui looked around and realized that the person was indeed gone.

"Senior sister, do you know what kind of relationship your senior uncle has with that woman?"

When Xu Ninghui asked this question, Jiang Chaoyu stared directly at Xu Ninghui, scrutinizing him with a probing gaze that made Xu Ninghui feel somewhat overwhelmed.

"You weren't this curious before?" Jiang Chaoyu was previously searching for the traitor of the Crescent Moon Sect, but after trying to find out from many people, she still had no clues. Just now, Xu Ninghui's question reminded Jiang Chaoyu of this matter.

He looked Xu Ninghui up and down, his mind racing with wild speculations.

Jiang Chaoyu's words puzzled Xu Ninghui, who asked, "Ah, Senior Sister, wasn't that how I always was before?"

He remembered that he was the type to ask questions whenever he didn't understand something, so why was his senior sister doubting him? What was she doubting? Had something happened at Crescent Moon Sect recently?

But then Jiang Chaoyu thought again, it seems so, Xu Ninghui has always had this kind of personality.

"It's nothing." Jiang Chaoyu withdrew her scrutinizing gaze and walked straight ahead, with Xu Ninghui following behind.

"Where do you think Master and the others went?"

Jiang Chaoyu was puzzled and could only turn back to chat with Xu Ninghui.

Just now, while he was fighting with Leng Bicha, Leng Bicha noticed the presence of Jiang Chaoyu and the others. She was about to go over but was stopped by him. He was momentarily distracted, which gave Leng Bicha an opening. He failed to block the sword and it pierced his right atrium.

After sparring with each other, the two realized that their skills were as good as ever, and even a level higher than before.

To protect Jiang Chaoyu and Xu Ninghui, You Zhenghong quickly moved to another location. Leng Bicha, having already obtained the tea, had no idea of ​​this and followed them.

"I didn't expect you to have improved over the years!" Leng Bicha said. She had said before that there was only one person who could defeat her, and that was You Zhenghong. But that didn't mean she would still be defeated now. Leng Bicha was happy at the thought of defeating You Zhenghong.

Seeing Leng Bichai's delighted expression, You Zhenghong said, "It was just a momentary lapse in concentration. Did you really think you could defeat me? You never would, and you won't now."

Leng Bicha was very displeased to see that You Zhenghong was still being stubborn after she had stabbed him. She said sarcastically, "Senior sister, do you know what I used to hate most about you?" Leng Bicha walked towards You Zhenghong step by step, the sword in her hand still dripping blood.

"I hate your arrogant and haughty attitude the most. Your disciple seems to have the same temper as you." Leng Bicha stopped and used the bloodstained sword to lift You Zhenghong's chin, the blood sticking to You Zhenghong's chin.

Despite his injury, You Zhenghong stood tall, much like a bamboo swaying in the wind, displaying noble character and integrity.

The sword was already so close to him, but You Zhenghong was not afraid at all.

With blood-stained hands, he gently pushed the sword aside and whispered, "Junior sister, what exactly have you been hating about me all these years?"

She wasn't angry that her sword was pushed away, but what she found truly laughable was what You Zhenghong said. Leng Bicha chuckled lightly and said contemptuously, "Senior sister, you're always so hypocritical."

With the question "What exactly is he hating?", all the questions were pushed onto Leng Bicha. Leng Bicha applauded him, saying, "Well said, 'What exactly is he hating?'"

He then said sarcastically, "I hate that Master favors you, and I hate that you always do dirty tricks to compete for the top spot, but then frame me for them."

Leng Bicha spoke each word with all her might, as if the words had turned into needles, piercing You Zhenghong one by one.

When You Zhenghong saw Leng Bicha's bloodshot eyes, it was as if he himself were a heinous criminal.

You Zhenghong tried to take Leng Bicha's hand, attempting to explain everything. However, Leng Bicha avoided him.

"Are you trying to say that you framed me back then, and that's why Master expelled me from the sect?" This question struck a chord with You Zhenghong, but she was unaware of the truth at the time...

Throughout, Leng Bicha's eyes remained fixed on You Zhenghong, just as they were now. Leng Bicha suddenly became ruthless and pointed her sword at You Zhenghong again, interrupting his thoughts.

The night she was expelled from the sect was so cold, and the rain was so heavy that it drowned out her cries and made the sect members forget her existence. After the rain, it was as if Leng Bicha had never existed in the sect.

If it weren't for the sect leader's rescue, Leng Bicha would probably be a headless corpse now.

Seeing this, You Zhenghong saw Leng Bicha's sword aimed at vital points with lightning speed.

Seeing that You Zhenghong was only avoiding the issue, Leng Bicha found it even more ridiculous and said sarcastically, "The senior sister who used to strive to be number one in everything, is she now unable to do it?"

These words seemed intended to provoke You Zhenghong, but after that incident, You Zhenghong could no longer act rashly.

"sorry!"

The sound was somewhat abrupt amidst the clash of swords, and Leng Bicha was momentarily stunned upon hearing it, her movements halting.

This was something You Zhenghong had wanted to say to Leng Bichai many years ago. Although she wasn't the true owner of this body, she had relied on it for so long that she had the right to say it.

Leng Bicha sheathed her sword behind her back, turned around and faced away from You Zhenghong, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

When she heard those words, she felt a great sense of relief, and wondered if she had been agonizing over them all these years.

Leng Bicha laughed again, a loud laugh. "So all these years, you've always known it was your fault, right?" Leng Bicha turned to look at You Zhenghong, and the moment she turned, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Since entering this body, You Zhenghong has been receiving a lot of information. From her own perspective, she stopped doing things that she felt were wrong.

The biggest issue was about Leng Bicha, but despite her inquiries over the years, Leng Bicha seemed to have vanished without a trace, and no one in the martial arts world knew of her whereabouts.

If Jiang Chaoyu hadn't told her about this, she might still be on her way to find Leng Bicha.

"I've been searching for you for years, and it's been very difficult." You Zhenghong didn't know what else to say, so he could only say this.

Leng Bicha wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Hearing what You Zhenghong said, she forced a smile and said, "If I hadn't changed my identity, the person looking for me would probably be trying to kill me."

Upon hearing this, You Zhenghong fell silent. Back then, some people in the sect thought they couldn't let the sect lose face, so they planned to find Leng Bicha and deal with her as well. They never expected that even the most powerful people would go out and not bring back a single word.

From then on, the name Leng Bi Cha became a taboo in the sect.

Leng Bicha seemed to remember something, and said with a half-smile, "I heard that the Crescent Moon Sect you founded is a righteous sect. Ha, I never thought that such a hypocritical person would be praised by everyone. I am really envious."

A hint of mockery lingered with the soft hum, a sound that was both sarcastic and self-deprecating.

"Junior sister, actually..."

"So what? Now that you've found this place, it's either you or me!" Leng Bicha didn't want to listen to You Zhenghong's excuses anymore. In her heart, why did she wait until now to say it when she had the chance before?

At this moment, hatred transformed into the sword in her hand, and she angrily stabbed at You Zhenghong. Seeing that You Zhenghong had no power to fight back, Leng Bicha was extremely happy, reaching a twisted state.

When You Zhenghong saw Leng Bicha looking at him with eyes full of hatred, he no longer wanted to resist. What kind of behavior had he done to cause Leng Bicha to accumulate such deep hatred over the years?

He covered the bleeding, stood quietly in place, and waited for Leng Bicha's sword to get close before retaliating.

Just as he was about to make a move, Jiang Chaoyu's soft sword deflected the Cold Moon Sword. Jiang Chaoyu stood in front of You Zhenghong and repelled Leng Bicha.

She felt strange when the person disappeared earlier. Moreover, with her master's abilities, he would definitely be able to sense her presence. So, the person who was on par with her master must have also sensed her presence. Jiang Chaoyu guessed that her master had moved to a different place to protect her and Xu Ninghui.