Chapter 006: Vows of Eternal Love

He saw Nakamura Kinoshita throw the scabbard with exceptional ferocity, and did not dare to receive it head-on. Instead, he executed a move called "Single Fork Lying Tiger," leaning his body sideways to the ground, lifting his right leg, and kicking upward with his right foot. At the same time, he thrust his right fist forward, supported himself with his left palm on the ground, and slightly raised his left foot to sweep horizontally.

She raised her hands again, covering her ears, unwilling to listen to their conversation

Bang bang ... ... Oh no ... ... Thud thud thud ... ...

She pressed her palms against the ground, wanting to rise, to vehemently criticize Tian Feiyan, and to angrily scold Ling Nantian, venting the frustrations within her heart

The blade sheath swept past Feng Yi's head, and with a kick raised, it struck directly at Nakamura Muki's right wrist as he was about to bring down his knife. A punch was thrown, landing just above the opponent's left knee, while a kick also swept across Nakamura Muki's right leg

A trace of astonishment swept over Kawashima Yuki's heart, and he immediately drew his katana, gripping it with both hands. He raised the blade and slashed diagonally at Feng Yi, followed by a horizontal sweep and then another diagonal slash, thrusting forward.

He exclaimed "Ah!" as the blade veered slightly, passing just an inch away from Feng Yi's waist, without causing even a single hair on him to be harmed

I will not change my heart; you are the only one in my heart. Do you hear my heartbeat? My heart beats for you, echoing the words 'I love you.' By this time next year at the latest, I will rush back to this hollow at Mount Fuji to meet you. Let the beautiful cherry blossoms witness my love for you once again. Ling Nantian's feelings are tender and deep, filled with solemn vows. Let the beautiful cherry blossoms witness my love for you once again. Ling Nantian's feelings are tender and deep, filled with solemn vows.

Tears welled up in her eyes like a lake, the azure waves rippling, filled with reluctance. The joy of the moment was instantly replaced by the pain of parting.

With a single move comprising four techniques, swift and fierce, the blade whistled through the air, instantly sealing off all directions around Feng Yi's body, aiming to strike decisively and bring Feng Yi to his demise

Immediately, he swiftly raised the knife above his head, stepping forward with his right foot while simultaneously striking down towards Feng Yi from the front and then sweeping horizontally.

Feng Yi could neither dodge to the left nor evade to the right, and there was no time to retreat, so he executed a move called "Turning with Purpose." He leaned back, raised both hands over his shoulders, and supported himself on the ground, while his legs kicked up to strike at Kawashima Yuki's calves.

Baga, Chinese pig, dead dead... whoosh... swish...

Suddenly, Feng Yi's words echoed in her ears: You are a maid, and he is a young master. Your statuses are vastly different, and you come from incompatible backgrounds; it is impossible for you to be together forever.

At this moment, both she and the book are physically and emotionally wounded, her body swaying unsteadily, her steps faltering and stumbling, tears blurring her vision, making her figure appear frail in the mountain wind

She wiped her tears, spat, stood up, and hurried towards the small hill to check on her father's condition.

She turned her head away, not wanting to see Ling Nantian and Tian Feiyan being affectionate with each other

Alas... she felt a pang in her heart, let out a long, deep sigh, tilted her head back and closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. She no longer had the strength to rise, nor the courage to scold Tian Feiyan and Ling Nantian.

Hmm! I will wait for you, wait for your return. I will forever remember what you once said to me: in life, we shall share the same bed; in death, we shall share the same grave. If you do not return in half a year or a year, I will go to China to find you. If you have changed your heart after returning to your country, I will kill you. " Tian Feiyan wrapped her arms around Ling Nantian's neck, her eyes reddening.

The blade gleams fiercely, exuding a chilling aura

Nakamura Kinoshita hurled the sword sheath at Feng Yi, anticipating that Feng Yi would surely dodge to the side. He raised his sword to strike down, uncertain if he could cleave Feng Yi in two, and thus swept his sword horizontally instead

Unexpectedly, as he stepped forward, his calf ached, and he lost his balance momentarily when he stepped down, causing him to stumble slightly

He firmly gripped the hilt and the mouth of the sheath with both hands, simultaneously drawing the knife while raising the tips of his feet. He extended his waist and kept his upper body vertical, twisting the sheath to the left as he slowly pulled out the blade. When the mouth of the sheath reached the tip of the knife, he stepped forward with his right foot and threw the sheath towards Feng Yi's temple.

Feng Yi has a rich life experience, having fought countless battles. He has witnessed the swordsmanship of Japanese samurai and knows that once the opponent throws the scabbard, they will grip the sword and come at him to kill.

Bang ... ... Boom ... ... Oh no ... ... Bang ... ... Ah ... ... Bang ... ...

With a thud... oh dear... he propped himself up with his left hand holding the knife, his body slightly rising, but due to the pain in his leg bones, he fell back down onto the grass.

It was utterly nauseating! Ugh... Even though Feng Yun, just a few steps away, covered her ears, those words were still very jarring.

In this way, even if Feng Yi sidestepped the scabbard or struck empty with a blow to the front, he ultimately could not escape the fierce sweep of the sword.

She listened to these words, feeling her face flush and her ears burn, experiencing both discomfort and nausea, with a swirling jealousy in her chest, accompanied by a sensation of wanting to vomit

Amidst the red flowers and green grass, she floated gracefully in her flowing garments, her delicate hem swaying with the wind. Her elegant figure gradually receded, slowly disappearing into the vast expanse of cherry blossoms.

His calves were kicked twice by Feng Yi, causing his leg bones and the books to ache, and he let out a strange cry

Hmm! Remember, if you break your vow, I will definitely kill you. I'm leaving now; those two over there seem quite troublesome, so be careful. I will wait for your return! In the future, we will live together in the most romantic part of France. " Tian Feiyan released her fingers, tears rolling down her cheeks, she whispered softly and turned to leave.

With a sudden bang, her mind was filled with a ringing sound, as if she had been struck by a blow from Feng Yi.

She separated from Ling Nantian, raised her head, and her delicate face shimmered with the colors of spring, blooming with radiant halos like cherry blossoms.

Kawashima Yuki's calves were kicked by Feng Yi, causing him to naturally step back. In the end, his attempt to stab Feng Yi in the abdomen with the knife became futile.

He held her tightly, cradling her head, allowing her ear to rest against his chest, so she could listen to his heartbeat

"Hmm! I, Ling Nantian, will never let you down in this life." Ling Nantian's expression became unusually serious; he raised his hand to swear, then lowered it, extending the ring finger of his right hand to hook with her ring finger.

Kawashima Yuki steadied himself, and upon seeing the situation, stepped forward with a knife in hand. He launched a side attack, slashing Feng Yi's back with the knife, aiming to cleave him in half.

Nakamura fell to the ground, crying out in agony, with severe pain in his right wrist and both legs.

Her left hand extended with the ring finger slightly curled up

Feng Yun gazed at Ling Nan Tian and Tian Fei Yan's affectionate interaction, listening to their sweet words, feeling a deep discomfort in her heart, filled with anger and jealousy, and could not help but shed tears once again

He murmured in the direction where Tian Feiyan had disappeared, "Rest assured, my dear Swallow, I will definitely come back to fetch you. Definitely! Definitely!"

Only after Tian Feiyan's figure disappeared did he walk towards the hollow in the mountain, pick up his clothes, put them on, and then return to the ridge to reunite with the Feng father and daughter

On the small hill, Feng Yi slapped Nakamura Kinoshita twice, leaving him dazed, with swollen cheeks and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth

The art of the Japanese sword integrates both strategy and skill

Feng Yi seized the opportunity to turn the tables, evading the opponent's knife circle

Two scorching tears finally slipped down from Ling Nantian's eyelids

Nakamura Kinoshita covered his face with both hands. At the moment his hands touched his face, he felt a sharp pain and heat in his cheeks. He then moved his palms away and opened them to find blood. Unable to contain his anger, he began to curse loudly.

Hmm! By this time next year at the latest, we will meet here again. A promise made with a noose. Tian Feiyan listened with her ears, and it sweetened her heart