Murong Qiu said: "Eight years ago, I was eighteen years old, and I fell in love with a restaurant girl in Suzhou, her name is Yin Xiaoya, she is a ------ you will never guess how much contrast her personality is, she is as beautiful as everyone when she is quiet, and she is like a dancing singer when she is lively, in short, she will always be a fascinating place. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That year, she was seventeen and I was eighteen. One sunny morning, I was walking down the streets of Gusu City. Pedestrians coming and going, shops one by one, and the eyes full of red and willow green. Everything seemed so beautiful! Naturally, my mood was very happy. Look at the traffic, look at the people who are busy for the name. There is also the young woman of the Wuling people who is still waiting infatuately on the bow of the river. The widow who wants to cry first. And the boss and the guy who was arguing for a little pay. The old woman who bargained. A fishman carrying a bamboo basket and shouting loudly. It's like a picture of the river during the Qingming Festival.

On this morning, I was strolling through the bustling city of Gusu when suddenly, I heard a loud shout in the distance, and when I followed the sound to take a closer look, I found an old man of sixty or seventy years old lying on the ground. The old man's face was like earth, and he was dying. There were bystanders all around, and no one stepped forward to help or give treatment. In fact, there were already a few young people with strong blood who wanted to go over, but they were all pulled back by their respective daughters-in-law. Time passed minute by minute, everyone talked about it, and they were sparing no effort to tell the pity of the old man, as if everyone was a compassionate Bodhisattva. But no one came to the rescue. Seeing that the old man's breath was getting weaker and weaker. Just as I was about to step forward, she appeared in front of everyone. Without saying a word, he directly touched the pulse of the old man, and then he couldn't care about the old man's dirt, and directly performed artificial respiration on him mouth to mouth. I saw it all. By the time the old man woke up, she had already gone away.

Such a kind woman who doesn't want to repay her kindness. The hot-blooded man was not thrilled! I secretly followed her to her house. That's when I found out that her family sells alcohol!

I didn't dare to tell my true identity, for fear of scaring her. Gradually, I got to know her better and better. He was very different from other women. Other women blush when they see a man, and then they are afraid that they will not be able to dodge, let alone pursue their true love. She dared to love and hate, and when he saw me for the first time, he said to me, "I love you!" Later, I slowly discovered that he not only has a lively side, but she is also very gentle. It stands to reason that liveliness and gentleness should be opposites, but she is both lively and gentle.

So, I couldn't help but go crazy and fell in love with her at what point. Let's swim around West Lake together and watch the sunset at dusk. Eating the egg fried rice she made herself, singing about wine in the picturesque painting boat, talking about the stars, talking about the moon, talking about poetry and songs, and talking about the mountains and flowers. The hearts of the two of us are tighter.

However, this matter still let his father Murong Ting know. He always felt that I was young and vigorous, and he didn't believe that we really loved each other, and he also said that Yin Xiaoya coveted our Murong family's wealth, and forced Yin Xiaoya to leave me.

The sea oath and mountain alliance of those years are vividly remembered, but the so-called Yiren has already died of incense! Yin Xiaoya is a person who is unswerving for love, and she never wants my father to bow his head. We ran away again and again, and were arrested again and again, and in the end, my father became angry and forced Yin Xiaoya to make a choice: either watch her parents die, or leave me.

Xiao Ya, who has a strong personality, smiled miserably and said to my father: "Uncle, in fact, there is a third choice, that is, to die in the arms of the man you love!" As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Ya took out the dagger that had been prepared in her hand and stabbed it into her heart. Yin Hong's blood immediately stained her dress red, and also stained the entire sky and earth! By the time I reacted, it was too late!

She struggled to crawl into my arms and smiled sweetly like a baby, but there was a lot of pain in that smile. My tears fell in big gulps. Hugged her tightly, hoping that God could have mercy on her and let her not die! Her breath became weaker and weaker, and she struggled but said intermittently: "I can lie in the arms of my beloved man - die - my son ---- ---- no ----- yuan------- yuan -----!''

Since Xiaoya's death, I have been discouraged and have lived in pain all day long. Gusu is a sad place, how many tears, how much bitterness, I am afraid to go out, afraid to see the places we have been. Finally, in the dead of night, I came here with enough volume. Since then, he has lived a leisurely life of being alone.

Sun Xiaomei nodded: "I see, is that the torture said that Brother Murong is here to heal his emotional wounds?"

Murong Qiu didn't speak, just looked into the distance thoughtfully, his eyes full of tenderness. Perhaps, he remembered the good memories with Yin Xiaoya again.

Su Xiaolian sighed: "Crazy men and women! Ask the world, what is love, and teach people to live and die! Miss Yin is so infatuated, it is really admirable!"

Sun Xiaomei secretly said in her heart: "Actually, why aren't you like this senior?"

Suddenly, Sun Xiaomei's words changed: "Brother Murong, is there really a martial art that can defeat others without internal strength?"

Murong Qiu said calmly, "Of course. The Murong family's Third Swordsman Sword Technique was tailor-made for some martial arts people whose internal skills had been abolished! Although the Third Swordsman Sword Technique was very lethal, it could defeat the enemy in a short period of time. Gain enough time to escape from powerful enemies. “

Murong Qiu's introduction was concise and to the point. Sun Xiaomei understood. She was overjoyed. I thought that I would never be able to practice martial arts again in the future, but who knew that today's dead wood is spring! She looked at Murong Qiu excitedly: "Brother Murong, can I learn the third swordsman sword technique from you?"

"This ----- Murong Qiu can say because of this: ''Murong family's rules----- all foreign disciples are not allowed to teach their own martial arts. Granddaughter, I have heard your story below, and I also admire your character and personality very much! I'm sorry, I can't stand the granddaughter today!'''After speaking, he clasped his hands into fists and gave a deep salute. A humble gentleman on the left!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew. No one could open their eyes. At this moment, a hearty laugh came in from outside the house. Before people had time to adjust their emotions in a hurry, an old urchin with a hippie smile was already standing in front of everyone!