"A few months ago, I created a sword move called Jianghu. I wanted to use it to save a good brother of mine, but I watched him die under my sword. Only then did I realize that this Jianghu didn't have me.

It's so beautiful in my imagination." Luo Feiyu smiled, "But I always understand that even if it rains in the rivers and lakes, the blood will be hot and hard to cool down. Some things cannot be stopped just because they can't be done."

"So, this sword of mine is called Ye Yu."

"I don't know what this sword will bring us, but now I just want to do my best." Luo Feiyu reached the peak of the sword pulse technique, "I will never forget that we practiced under the master's knees.

The years of the sword. So today."

"I will pay tribute to you and my past peach and plum spring breeze with the night rain in the rivers and lakes I have seen."

The cold light rises together, and a wave of swords emerges!

The two of them were instantly enveloped.

Once it falls, both sides suffer.

Ling Jianqiu looked at Luo Feiyu, his eyes were deep and ethereal, as if he had spanned miles of wind and sand, and saw the man in blue, fighting bloody battles for him.

Not only because the cold light falling from the sky like rain has an overwhelming force that is not inferior to "birds flying over thousands of mountains". It is also because Mu Kexin is as stubborn as Luo Feiyu. In fact, he is just like Luo Feiyu.

As Fei Yu said, everyone has their own stubbornness, but he has long regarded stubbornness as the norm, and there is simply no stubbornness in his life.

There is probably no one more confused than myself in this world.

Ling Jianqiu actually laughed at himself. He faced the wave of swords and drew his sword.

However, he was not attacking those around him.

But behind Luo Feiyu.

nine years ago.

There was a rare rain in the peach garden, and a few peach blossoms were scattered on the dead branches in the forest.

But not long after it bloomed, it became lonely again.

The young man wandered around and plucked all the peach blossoms, but only got a handful of them, and the flowers were even filled with sand. However, he still traveled more than ten miles to get to Yumen, which was only a handful.

I washed the flowers carefully by the Crescent Spring, a water source, and walked for more than ten miles to the only small town with a radius of a hundred miles. I gave the peach blossom to a dark-skinned girl in the town. Her father is a small town.

The one who makes the best wine.

"Brew me a big jar of peach blossom wine!" The young man stretched out his hands and gestured, "Peach blossom wine from Jiangnan! I'm so hungry after hearing what the master said!"

But after waiting for a long time, I only got a small bottle.

Then walk home under the stars.

When he walked to the withered forest, it was just dawn, and the young man vaguely saw his master standing in the forest in a daze.

Only then did the young man remember that Master had been waiting for the peach blossoms to bloom for many years.

"Master, if you don't want this wine, I'll give it to you." The young man carefully held the wine bottle, feeling a little annoyed and a little reluctant to part with it.

"Then I'll take a small sip, and I'll give you the rest!" In the end, reluctance overcame his annoyance, and the young man took off the cap of the bottle and really took a sip.

After all, Xizhou is thousands of miles away from the south of the Yangtze River, and the people here have never walked out of the desert, so how can they know about peach blossom wine? This bottle of wine is still a spirit brewed by herdsmen from outside the region according to ancient techniques. Because of the long journey day and night, it is also a bottle of wine.

It was so strong that the boy got drunk after one sip.

The strong liquor flowed from the bottle, and traces of alcohol spread on the sand.

The wine was strong enough, and the peach blossoms were fragrant enough. The aroma of the wine was mixed with the fragrance of the flowers, and it soon drifted through the dry forest.

The man in the forest was stunned, and turned to look in the direction where the young man was lying. The aroma of wine hit his face, and at that moment he seemed to see peach blossoms blooming all over the forest.

"You must have seen the master's wife in him." A steady voice sounded from behind the man.

"If she could have a peach blossom, she would do the same." The man smiled faintly.

Another boy walked out of the hut, looking a few years older than the drunk boy: "You miss her very much."

The man was noncommittal: "I have always told this story as a bystander. How did you see it?"

The older boy sighed: "You asked me to practice the Sword Heart Technique. As you said, my mind is exquisite. The throb in your heart when you told the story cannot escape my sight."

The man slowly said: "It seems that you have mastered the Sword Heart Technique, but to reach that pure state, you have to go to a place far away from the hustle and bustle. It's time to leave."

The older boy nodded: "It's time to say goodbye."

The man looked at the young man and found that he had packed his bag and was holding a dust sword.

It looks like he is going to travel far.

"About that matter, I have only told you one person for the time being." The man said softly, "How have you considered it?"

The older boy picked up his bag and said, "Let me be the one who sacrifices. Please also ask Master not to tell Fei Yu about this."

The man was stunned: "Have you really thought about it?"

"What he is practicing is the Sword Vein Art, and what he wants to see is all living beings. By then, he will have many things that he cannot let go of." The older boy walked forward, "What's more, Loulan owes the Luo Shen Clan, and I have to

To repay.”

The man smiled bitterly: "You still know this?"

"I know a lot more." The older boy did not look back.

"What if one day you meet the girl you like?" the man suddenly said.

"Then I will hide the love in my heart. I practice the Sword Heart Technique, and this is not difficult for me." The older boy waved his hand, "Besides, the place I want to go is Changbai, so how can I

Meet a girl."

The man smiled.

"The word love can trap people deeply."

In reality, Ling Jianqiu raised his head and looked at Luo Feiyu.

Junior brother, do you still remember the black and white eunuchs in Luoyang?

They fit perfectly into the Immortal Form, and after practicing, they finally merged the power of the Immortal Form into one person to create an even more terrifying monster. This was the fate given to them by Mo Wendong.

In fact, we also have such a fate.

Master has long seen that Mo Wendong has hidden evil intentions. For the sake of the world, he had no choice but to take this step. I originally wanted to bear this fate alone, but I didn't expect that you went to Junshan, stepped into Quandu, and went to Luoyang.

Only then did I realize that the so-called fate is a fate that cannot be avoided. So I destroyed your sword art at Yinglongtai and secretly injected a ray of heart into your body, just to let you absorb my sword heart.

You need to lay a good foundation. You are good at using sideways tactics to catch people by surprise. Perhaps you are more suitable than me to kill Mo Wendong.

How could I not kill that emperor? My sword heart can control the timing of the sword. Even though I know that the fall of the emperor will lead to chaos. Loulan almost had that experience, and I have to thank you, Luo Shen.

clan.

Actually you are right.

I should have repaid this kindness long ago.

But because of her, I hesitated for several years.

The veins of the sword and the heart of the sword are originally one body. Only when they are in harmony can they kill immortals and gods!

Ling Jianqiu raised his sword to smash the cold light that was about to fall on Luo Feiyu's back, and then jumped in front of Luo Feiyu.

Block the blade with your body.

"Please tell the girl in blue for me."

"I really love her."

The rain falls at night——
Chapter completed!