Chapter 699: Swift Horizon
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Chapter 699: Swift Horizon
The guard captain was standing just to the side and in front of her, with his saber drawn and pointed toward the ground with a downward diagonal angle. He hurriedly recovered from his slash and lifted his saber in front of himself. The long pink ribbon tassel swayed in the wind, which caused the small chain and connecting ring to tinkle softly. His eyes shot to the left and right as he searched worriedly for the blue eyed man.
At the same time the woman also looked around, What was that?
The other three women were furious. The one that had her arms crossed earlier had to be held back by her two friends. She had rushed forward, crying out, You dirty scoundrel! Get back here and take a proper beating from this Lady!
Before the confused woman could figure out what was going on, the top of the stick of incense in front of her flew into the air. She looked to her side and saw a black iris. It was a color of black so deep she had never seen anything like it. It seemed even darker than the blackest shadow. As she was wondering just what it was, that blue eyed fellow leapt out of it. The space tear closed up neatly behind him and something clattered onto the ground in front of her. She looked down and saw it. The Swift Horizon Arrow.
Impossible! How did you do that? The Swift Horizon arrow can fly a hundred miles and moves just slower than thunder.
The woman was caught off guard, she wasnt expecting one of these gruff fellows to step forward so quickly. Even so she recovered from her surprise in just a moment and then waved to her friends. They rolled their eyes and then musical instruments appeared in their hands. A two-stringed Erhu appeared in the hands of one, a table with a zither in front of another, and a flute appeared in the hands of the third. As for the angry woman, a large drum appeared on either side of her. The other three had stools appear behind them and they took a seat, but the furious woman in front did no such thing. Instead, she pulled out a sash and tied her long sleeves back, then a striker appeared in each of her hands and she swung them out to either side. There was a loud boom from each of the two drums, and she looked like she was trying to furiously hug the sky.
That initial thrum of the drums signaled the start, and when the echo of the drum faded, she spun to one side and struck both sticks against the drum in front of her with a rapid pace. The rumbling drum set the beat for the others and they used it to join in seamlessly. The four of them hadnt discussed a thing, but they played together like theyd done it thousands of times in the past. The song had a harrowed feel to it, giving the listener a sad and haunted feeling, interspersed with the urgency of worried percussion.
Without any sign of nervousness or hesitation, the short red haired gentleman stepped forward and leapt into the air. He twirled in the air, performing a spin reminiscent of a figure skater. As he spun through the air, the sky dimmed. The trees and plants dotted around the front courtyard of the Zhu Clan suddenly wilted. Their leaves darkened and wilted, and a cold wind blew across the dozens of guards and the hundreds arranged in columns outside the gates that had followed Sage here. The leaves dropped from the trees, carried away by the wind and creating a beautiful red, orange, and brown landscape. The red haired man touched down upon the ground and then swept forward. The sword over his shoulder was drawn with a smooth and slow motion, then the tip of it drifted down to make contact with the packed earth of the path. He spun again, tracing a circle into the ground around him. The sword kept moving in wide slow circles, spinning up into the air and carrying him into more spins.
The sky continued to darken and cold winds blew, matching the sad and haunted tone of the song that was playing. Then the sword fell back to the ground, no longer sweeping around beautifully in time with his spins. Instead, the tip fell tiredly to the soil. The dance suddenly lost all its energy, he slowed down and slumped forwards. The sword dragged across the ground and he stomped forward with forced steps that looked like he had lost all hope.
A chilling breeze swept across all of those gathered, and the sky turned grey. Thick clouds formed above them and cold sunk into their bones. The previously bright and sunny spring day was broken by the bleak winter. Snow fell from the sky, swirling around them and shocking those of the Zhu Clan. Unknowingly, the songs haunting melody turned darker, bleaker, slower.
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Chapter 699: Swift Horizon
The guard captain was standing just to the side and in front of her, with his saber drawn and pointed toward the ground with a downward diagonal angle. He hurriedly recovered from his slash and lifted his saber in front of himself. The long pink ribbon tassel swayed in the wind, which caused the small chain and connecting ring to tinkle softly. His eyes shot to the left and right as he searched worriedly for the blue eyed man.
At the same time the woman also looked around, What was that?
The other three women were furious. The one that had her arms crossed earlier had to be held back by her two friends. She had rushed forward, crying out, You dirty scoundrel! Get back here and take a proper beating from this Lady!
Before the confused woman could figure out what was going on, the top of the stick of incense in front of her flew into the air. She looked to her side and saw a black iris. It was a color of black so deep she had never seen anything like it. It seemed even darker than the blackest shadow. As she was wondering just what it was, that blue eyed fellow leapt out of it. The space tear closed up neatly behind him and something clattered onto the ground in front of her. She looked down and saw it. The Swift Horizon Arrow.
Impossible! How did you do that? The Swift Horizon arrow can fly a hundred miles and moves just slower than thunder.
The woman was caught off guard, she wasnt expecting one of these gruff fellows to step forward so quickly. Even so she recovered from her surprise in just a moment and then waved to her friends. They rolled their eyes and then musical instruments appeared in their hands. A two-stringed Erhu appeared in the hands of one, a table with a zither in front of another, and a flute appeared in the hands of the third. As for the angry woman, a large drum appeared on either side of her. The other three had stools appear behind them and they took a seat, but the furious woman in front did no such thing. Instead, she pulled out a sash and tied her long sleeves back, then a striker appeared in each of her hands and she swung them out to either side. There was a loud boom from each of the two drums, and she looked like she was trying to furiously hug the sky.
That initial thrum of the drums signaled the start, and when the echo of the drum faded, she spun to one side and struck both sticks against the drum in front of her with a rapid pace. The rumbling drum set the beat for the others and they used it to join in seamlessly. The four of them hadnt discussed a thing, but they played together like theyd done it thousands of times in the past. The song had a harrowed feel to it, giving the listener a sad and haunted feeling, interspersed with the urgency of worried percussion.
Without any sign of nervousness or hesitation, the short red haired gentleman stepped forward and leapt into the air. He twirled in the air, performing a spin reminiscent of a figure skater. As he spun through the air, the sky dimmed. The trees and plants dotted around the front courtyard of the Zhu Clan suddenly wilted. Their leaves darkened and wilted, and a cold wind blew across the dozens of guards and the hundreds arranged in columns outside the gates that had followed Sage here. The leaves dropped from the trees, carried away by the wind and creating a beautiful red, orange, and brown landscape. The red haired man touched down upon the ground and then swept forward. The sword over his shoulder was drawn with a smooth and slow motion, then the tip of it drifted down to make contact with the packed earth of the path. He spun again, tracing a circle into the ground around him. The sword kept moving in wide slow circles, spinning up into the air and carrying him into more spins.
The sky continued to darken and cold winds blew, matching the sad and haunted tone of the song that was playing. Then the sword fell back to the ground, no longer sweeping around beautifully in time with his spins. Instead, the tip fell tiredly to the soil. The dance suddenly lost all its energy, he slowed down and slumped forwards. The sword dragged across the ground and he stomped forward with forced steps that looked like he had lost all hope.
A chilling breeze swept across all of those gathered, and the sky turned grey. Thick clouds formed above them and cold sunk into their bones. The previously bright and sunny spring day was broken by the bleak winter. Snow fell from the sky, swirling around them and shocking those of the Zhu Clan. Unknowingly, the songs haunting melody turned darker, bleaker, slower.
Chapter 699: Swift HorizonThe guard captain was standing just to the side and in front of her, with his saber drawn and pointed toward the ground with a downward diagonal angle. He hurriedly recovered from his slash and lifted his saber in front of himself. The long pink ribbon tassel swayed in the wind, which caused the small chain and connecting ring to tinkle softly. His eyes shot to the left and right as he searched worriedly for the blue eyed man. At the same time the woman also looked around, What was that?The other three women were furious. The one that had her arms crossed earlier had to be held back by her two friends. She had rushed forward, crying out, You dirty scoundrel! Get back here and take a proper beating from this Lady!Before the confused woman could figure out what was going on, the top of the stick of incense in front of her flew into the air. She looked to her side and saw a black iris. It was a color of black so deep she had never seen anything like it. It seemed even darker than the blackest shadow. As she was wondering just what it was, that blue eyed fellow leapt out of it. The space tear closed up neatly behind him and something clattered onto the ground in front of her. She looked down and saw it. The Swift Horizon Arrow. Impossible! How did you do that? The Swift Horizon arrow can fly a hundred miles and moves just slower than thunder.The woman was caught off guard, she wasnt expecting one of these gruff fellows to step forward so quickly. Even so she recovered from her surprise in just a moment and then waved to her friends. They rolled their eyes and then musical instruments appeared in their hands. A two-stringed Erhu appeared in the hands of one, a table with a zither in front of another, and a flute appeared in the hands of the third. As for the angry woman, a large drum appeared on either side of her. The other three had stools appear behind them and they took a seat, but the furious woman in front did no such thing. Instead, she pulled out a sash and tied her long sleeves back, then a striker appeared in each of her hands and she swung them out to either side. There was a loud boom from each of the two drums, and she looked like she was trying to furiously hug the sky. That initial thrum of the drums signaled the start, and when the echo of the drum faded, she spun to one side and struck both sticks against the drum in front of her with a rapid pace. The rumbling drum set the beat for the others and they used it to join in seamlessly. The four of them hadnt discussed a thing, but they played together like theyd done it thousands of times in the past. The song had a harrowed feel to it, giving the listener a sad and haunted feeling, interspersed with the urgency of worried percussion. Without any sign of nervousness or hesitation, the short red haired gentleman stepped forward and leapt into the air. He twirled in the air, performing a spin reminiscent of a figure skater. As he spun through the air, the sky dimmed. The trees and plants dotted around the front courtyard of the Zhu Clan suddenly wilted. Their leaves darkened and wilted, and a cold wind blew across the dozens of guards and the hundreds arranged in columns outside the gates that had followed Sage here. The leaves dropped from the trees, carried away by the wind and creating a beautiful red, orange, and brown landscape. The red haired man touched down upon the ground and then swept forward. The sword over his shoulder was drawn with a smooth and slow motion, then the tip of it drifted down to make contact with the packed earth of the path. He spun again, tracing a circle into the ground around him. The sword kept moving in wide slow circles, spinning up into the air and carrying him into more spins. The sky continued to darken and cold winds blew, matching the sad and haunted tone of the song that was playing. Then the sword fell back to the ground, no longer sweeping around beautifully in time with his spins. Instead, the tip fell tiredly to the soil. The dance suddenly lost all its energy, he slowed down and slumped forwards. The sword dragged across the ground and he stomped forward with forced steps that looked like he had lost all hope. A chilling breeze swept across all of those gathered, and the sky turned grey. Thick clouds formed above them and cold sunk into their bones. The previously bright and sunny spring day was broken by the bleak winter. Snow fell from the sky, swirling around them and shocking those of the Zhu Clan. Unknowingly, the songs haunting melody turned darker, bleaker, slower.
