The new swallow pecks the mud, and the blue sky egret.

The drizzle of Wancheng is still endless, the air around is filled with a faint smell of dust and freshness, the drizzle of the long street, the light rain and fog, shrouding the whole street are covered with clouds and smoke, like a dream.

Wang Nuoxiao lived in seclusion here, living alone in this secluded place.

The rain washed away the negative emotions in her heart until her cultivation was stable and her state reached its peak, and in the seventh year of her return to the mainland, she picked up her sword and killed the Futu Sect.

There are a total of nine demigod powerhouses in the world, of which Miaobai Valley accounts for three, and there is no one in the Futu Sect, Xiao Xiao's cultivation is at the top in the Futu Sect, but it is still a line away from the realm of demigods, so she is looking for natural materials and earth treasures to help herself break through, so she is eyeing the domineering and domineering dragon blood, it is said that drinking dragon blood can improve the physique and increase the strength.

It's just that she drank a lot, and it didn't have any effect.

Wang Nuoxiao took advantage of Xiao Xiao's absence in the Futu Sect to directly kill him, and effortlessly washed most of the members of the Futu Sect with blood, stepped on the corpse, and pushed open Qin Yue's door.

Qin Yue sat quietly in the room, dressed in a white robe, his eyebrows were calm, as if he was not affected by the fighting outside, nor did he face the fear of death, and his still appearance was seven points similar to Wang Nuoxiao.

The two of them were originally father and daughter whose blood was thicker than water, but they had never had the happiness and cordiality of ordinary fathers and daughters.

In front of him lay two long boxes, the boxes were pitch black, and it was clear that the contents were cherished and treated with care.

Wang Nuoxiao walked in and closed the door, Qin Yue stopped pondering, raised his head and smiled at his daughter, and said in a calm tone: "Nuoxiao, you are here." ”

Wang Nuoxiao's white clothes were stained with bright red blood, and her momentum was overwhelming, and she said coldly: "That's right, I'm here." ”

"I've been waiting for you, waiting for you to come back and take my life. Qin Yue smiled and said, "Now that you're back, I can also be free." ”

Hearing the relief in his words, Wang Nuoxiao shrank his pupils and said coldly: "What do you mean?"

Qin Yue didn't answer her directly, but stroked the long box in front of him and said, "Do you know why I betrayed your mother and the dragon clan?"

"For the corpse of the dragon clan, for the glory and wealth, for the one step to the sky. Wang Nuoxiao said coldly without thinking about it.

Qin Yue also admitted without hesitation, "That's right, my betrayal of the Dragon Clan is indeed because of these, and even my love for your mother was designed by me a long time ago." After falling in love with your mother, although I gradually fell in love with her and had you, my original intention has not changed, she is obviously the Dragon Emperor, noble and powerful, but she is stupid like a little girl in front of me, I like her, but I have not lost my mind, so coldly pushed her to death, making her a sinner of the Dragon Clan. ”

Wang Nuoxiao sneered softly, and heard him continue: "I thought I was doing the right thing, I got what I wanted." But no, it wasn't until the woman died that I knew I was wrong, I didn't just like her, I loved her more. People, don't cherish when you have it, always wait until you lose it to regret it, since she died, I can't rest every day, I miss the time I used to get along all day long, I thought about a death, but I haven't died. ”

Wang Nuoxiao said: "Afraid of death?"

"Because of you. Qin Yue didn't care about Wang Nuoxiao's mocking tone, and said: "Everyone in the world knows that only the Futu Sect has the secret method of killing the dragon clan, but no one knows what the secret method is, in fact, it is very simple, there is no secret method, only the weapon made of the dragon horn of the dragon clan is needed." ”

Wang Nuoxiao raised his head in astonishment and looked at Qin Yue in disbelief.

"You're the only dragon left in the world, my child. But the Futu Sect is still there, the people who know this secret are still there, I can't die, at least to ensure your safety, this is also the only thing that I, an incompetent father, can do for you. ”

Qin Yue lowered his head and said, opening the two long boxes, there was a weapon placed in them, one was a knife and the other was a sword, "Only a weapon made from the dragon horn of the dragon clan royal blood can hurt the royal family, this is the only two weapons in the Futu Sect that are refined with the dragon horn of the royal family, and they are also the only two things that can hurt you, without these two weapons, no one in the world can hurt you with the so-called secret method." ”

Wang Nuoxiao looked at these two weapons, his voice trembled a little, "Whose horn is this?"

Qin Yue was silent.

She asked again, "Whose horn is this?"

"This sword belongs to your ancestors, this sword...... It's your mother's. Qin Yue said, his voice was silent, and he took out the long sword from the box with both hands and handed it to her.

Wang Nuoxiao took it, looked at it carefully, the sword body was about three to four feet long, about one inch wide, straight and had two blades, the blade was light and glowing with cold light, the hilt was silver-blue, noble and elegant, this is the incarnation of the mother, the dragon horn refining, supplemented by dragon blood keel and other things, and finally tempered this divine weapon with amazing power.

Stroking the long sword, it seemed that she could still feel her mother gently comforting her, which made her heart sad for a while.

"We can't refine these two weapons, we can only use them. Your mother's sword suits you well, you can refine it and use it as your own weapon, and your mother will definitely not reject you. Qin Yue said: "Now that I have handed over these two weapons to you, you have no worries." ”

His words woke up Wang Nuoxiao, she looked at him coldly, no matter what this man did, she couldn't forget what he had done.

"Nosho, kill me with your mother's sword. Qin Yue smiled, stood up, and opened his arms, as if to welcome death, and his handsome and unwavering face was relieved.

Faced with this situation, Wang Nuoxiao held his sword and hesitated for an unprecedented moment, he smiled, "Come on, this is what you have to do." ”

Wang Nuoxiao raised his sword and pointed it at him.

Then he gently sent it forward.

On that day, the Futu Sect, a cult with the ability to kill the dragon clan, finally perished, the headquarters of the Futu Sect was washed in blood, and Xiao Xiao and the others who rushed back also fell halfway, and the person who did all this was Wang Nuoxiao.

The news spread all over the mainland in an instant, and everyone talked about it, and everyone said that Wang Nuoxiao had come back for revenge. After nearly 40 years, this name is mentioned again.

The one in Miaobai Valley, as soon as he heard the news, ran out to find his junior brother, oh no, now everyone knows that it is his junior sister.

The disciples' faces were full of gloom: What if they couldn't find it?

In recent years, the deputy valley master has been too capricious!

On the other hand, the topic of the entire Futu Sect wandered around the mainland with the silver-blue long sword that she named "White Frost", and after fifty years, Wang Nuoxiao once again experienced the feeling of being wanted in his youth. She didn't go back to Myobai Valley, and it was no longer a place she could go back to.

The world is big, and she has enough ability to travel freely, and she can go anywhere, but no place is her home.

She is not Xun Dan, no matter where she goes, whether she is scarred or high-spirited, there is always Miao Baigu behind her back, silently waiting for him to come back to get the medicine for the injury, or listen to him tell the strange things in the Quartet.

Her only family member was also killed by her own hands not long ago, and she set fire to the headquarters of the Futu Sect, and with that fire, all the grievances and grievances were burned.

The fire was scorching and burning, and she watched quietly, her white clothes as moving as frost and snow.

She is like a duckweed without roots.

In addition to the White Frost Sword and the Great Sage's Relic Qin, she has ...... Nothing.

In the twelfth year of setting foot on the continent again, the memories of those people in Miaobai Valley have begun to blur, and she will not return to Miaobai Valley, not because she doesn't want to go back, but because if she goes back, the identity of the dragon clan will cause trouble for Miaobai Valley.

didn't want to live this lonely life anymore, Wang Nuoxiao suddenly had a thought at a certain time, it might as well ...... Let's have a little kid to play.

In the past, she liked to see those children running around in Miaobai Valley, like small buns, soft and white, tender and small, full of milky flavor, if you can have a companion, you will not be lonely.

But this thought only flashed in her mind, and she shook her head lightly while holding the Great Sage's Relic Qin, she couldn't give birth to herself, could it be that she could still grab one?

The thought was put aside by her.

But Wang Nuoxiao didn't know that if she was destined to raise a child, then she couldn't raise it......

Bixiao Pavilion swordsmanship is a must, most of the disciples respect martial arts, when Wang Nuoxiao is idle, he will change his clothes and come to the branch hall of Bixiao Pavilion to ask for advice, and he is familiar with the people there.

At the door of the branch hall, a black-robed young man carried a sword behind his back, his black hair was tied with a crown, his eyes were cold and clear, and his expression was flat.

"Ziyu, I came very early today!"

Someone recognized him and said hello.

The young man nodded slightly, and hummed faintly.

That person is also accustomed to the character of the black-robed youth, most of the sword cultivators are cold and unapproachable, and he is only good to his love sword all day, and he can't wait to be together forever.

"Let's go, today is your appointment with the hall master, and many people have come back to watch. ”

He led Zi Yu towards the back hall, and saw that there were many disciples along the way, and they were all secretly peeking at the two of them, to be precise, it was a young man in black robes, Zi Yu frowned, and insisted on asking for a different way.

The guiding disciple hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed, leading him down a somewhat deserted path.

And then...... Then, they saw a bun.

Xiao Baozi was in his early tens, his little face was scarred, and his big black eyes were filled with tears, he glanced at the two of them, turned and left.

"Who is this?" asked the black-robed young man lightly.

"This, this is an outer disciple, a child is afraid of giving birth to ......" The disciple who led the way stammered to explain.

The young man said nothing and walked on. The disciple breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course he didn't know that the young man had already separated a divine thought and chased after Xiao Baozi.