Swordsman Without a Name

Sian - Li Bwee Hua

"It turns out you're a man of understanding towards women" the woman replied.

Somehow, all of a sudden the woman had entered. Even currently lying right beside the Nameless Swordsman.

A fragrant smell filled the room. Her hair was scattering fragrant, her clothes, her mouth, as if all of the woman's body was completely fragrant. If the flowers are collected, the taste can not be equated with the fragrance that comes out of the woman's body.

The cloud suddenly clouded. The moon is lost in the dark clouds. The autumn wind blows. Provides a coldness that infiltrates the bones.

"Aren't you cold?" ask Cakra Buana.

"Cold," he replied slightly shivering.

Without saying much more, the young man of Pasundan Land immediately hugged the girl's waist.

His heart is pounding. A tempestuous feeling began to burn within his body. His blood is hot. Her chest is hot too.

The girl turned her face.

Now they face each other. Her face is so pretty. Even more beautiful than when the two accidentally met on the edge of the forest some time ago.

Her lips are wearing pink lipstick. It adds beauty and charm to her face. The lips were like a rose ready to be sucked by a beetle in the garden.

"Now do you believe my words?" ask Cakra Buana.

"Which one?"

"The first. That I once said, one day you'll come up to the cat and give the side dish without having to be asked,"

The woman was embarrassed. Her cheeks flushed. Red as tomatoes. Under these circumstances, in the dimly lit atmosphere of the room, she really did look much prettier.

"You're a guy who's good at getting women to their knees. Try if you don't kiss my cheek, maybe I wouldn't dare to do this,"

"You're the one who wants to,"

"Ehh .." she replied stuck with a smile so that both dimples of her cheeks were visible.

"What is your real purpose?" ask Cakra Buana gently.

"I just want warmth from you,"

"Really?"

"Enhm …"

"Have you done all this?"

"Certainly,"

There is no mistaking Cakra Buana. It is indeed the woman who did all the events that later made her life unsettled. Several times his life almost went.

"You have heart?"

"I, I don't actually want to do it. But this is my job" he replied, biting his lips.

"Who told you to?"

"The chairman.." he replied softly.

Cakra Buana pensive for a moment. He knew the woman in his arms had a very high silat science. Even he himself was unsure of being able to defeat him for the time being if it did not bring out his ultimate streak. The reason for that was because the young man had yet to refine the inner power.

Who is the head of this great woman? If the members alone are equivalent to top-class figures, it is certain that the chairman if not the grandfather of the martial world, then maybe a 'god'.

"Are you a member of the society?"

"really. But also acting as branch leader,"

"And your goal now is to seize the heirloom book, right?"

The woman was silent. He didn't answer. The woman hugged Cakra Buana even tighter than before.

"It was, but now it's not. I'm afraid I might hurt your heart. Me, I .." The woman could not continue her words.

Because the young man's lips were already on his lips.

Without saying much more, they immediately hugged even tighter. With a single flick of his hand, the Nameless Swordsman had already extinguished the lanterns in his room.

The sound of clothes opening sounded. Not long after, there was a moaning of pleasure.

Facing a beautiful woman seemed to be only possible with gentleness and enjoyment. If it's fought with violence, then that woman could be more determined than you.

###

When the sun has begun to rise, the Cakra Buana has just awakened. The young blue-clothed woman was no longer by his side.

He's not panicking at all. He knew that the woman must have gone before the bright days of the land.

Cakra Buana rose from his position. He looked at the whole room, nothing was missing. The book and the sword are still there. The gold pieces are also intact. It's even increasing again.

Under the bag of new gold pieces, there was a white letter.

The writing is very neat. So pretty. As beautiful as the person who wrote it.

"In the future, you have to be more careful. Because the chairman will definitely tell me to do more work than before. Your life is threatened, so don't be rash. Must be careful, must always be vigilant. Because every moment of death will fetch you. Actually, I don't want to do this job, especially because of your potential victim. But I believe you can get through it all. Therefore, you must not die. I've always worried about you. Thank you for giving me satisfaction, too,"

"Sian-Li Bwee Hua (Goddess of Bwee Flowers) Ling Ling …"

The Nameless Swordsman only smiled faintly after reading the contents of the letter. He did not expect that the hang woman was named Ling Ling that dared to divulge his chairman's plan.

But anyone knows, this is a sin. If the chairman knew, he would be doomed. It was not impossible if his soul would float.

Cakra Buana then put the letter under his shirt.

He cleaned himself first. After that, the young man immediately went downstairs to do breakfast.

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Han Ciu City, was a big one. Life here is very prosperous. The people here depend on life to be a trader or farmer.

The scenery in Han Ciu city is also famous for being beautiful. If autumn like now arrives, it can be ascertained that many travelers from various regions who deliberately come to this city.

Cakra Buana stepped slowly on the sidelines of the crowd passing by. The merchants were shouting peddling merchandise. Beggars are seen here and there.

Every time they saw the Cakra Buana, the beggar would pay his respects.

Of course, because he's their special Pangcu guest.

Cakra Buana decided to search the garden and enjoy its beauty for a while. It was rare for him to feel this calm.

Will this calmness last long?

The young man was already sitting on the bench of the city park. Arak was already grasped, coincidentally a beggar member Kay Pang Pek gave him wine.

He sipped the wine with pleasure.

Just a few gulps, a young girl walked towards him. He's about twenty years old.

He wears green clothes. Hair pigtailed. His eyes were clear and sharp. His eyes are like a machete.

In view of appearance, anyone can already guess that the girl is certainly a martial world people.

"May I sit here?" ask her while smiling.

"Please" replied Cakra Buana with a warm smile.

He shifted his seat. The girl sat down.

"Whose master is waiting?" tanyanya.

"Ah, no. I just want to enjoy the beauty of this city park,"

"Who is the name of Miss?"

"My name is Liu Bing,"

"Is she facing a problem?"

"How did you know?" tanyanya.

"Because the people who are after the lady are already on their way here,"