A gust of wind swept across the field, sending the fallen leaves swirling in the air. They shattered into countless fragments and rustled as they fell to the ground.,Regardless of anything else, Lin Yun took his sword and rushed out the door toward the Sword Washing Pavilion.,Opposite him stood a man and a woman, both with extraordinary bearing and elegance. In terms of temperament, they formed a striking contrast to the person who had spoken first.。