Xiao Zilin finally couldn't help it, looking at the old man in front of her, she felt disgust from the bottom of her heart, thinking about how he looked chic back then, but now he has become a bad old man, if it weren't for you Zhuo Lingyun and my sister wouldn't have died, "You have the face to come here!" Xiao Zilin suddenly pulled out a long sword full of flowers and stabbed straight at the old man. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Sister Lin, be careful!" Hua Manxian didn't have time to stop it, only to see the long sword stabbing straight towards Zhuo Lingyun's chest, Zhuo Lingyun's stunned eyes never left the tombstone behind Xiao Zilin, and the silent tears in his eyes seeped from his sunken eyes to the blackened eye bags. "Snort!" The long sword pierced Zhuo Lingyun's thin clothes without any hindrance, the bright red blood on his right chest splashed out, and the long sword pierced in an inch and stopped, Xiao Zilin didn't expect that the person in front of him actually didn't resist: "You... Why haven't you come here for the past twenty-five years? What are you still doing at this time?" Xiao Zilin drew his long sword, and the blood was drawn out along with the tip of the sword, splashing on the unknown wildflowers on the side, and the yellow buds were dyed with a terrifying red.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."Zhuo Lingyun's stiff feet were half-kneeling on the ground, he covered his wounds, a fishy sweetness rushed up in his throat, and there was a burst of discomfort in his lungs, he couldn't help coughing, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood. Zhuo Lingyun opened his mouth with difficulty, and the blood stained the originally mutilated teeth red, "Let me... Ahem.... See.... See your sister, you side. He said this with a lot of energy, as if he wanted to pull all the qi out of his lungs.

"You're a coward, you're not qualified to see my sister!" Xiao Zilin said loudly, her long sword pointed at Zhuo Lingyun, who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly her tone changed, turning into an extremely complaining voice: "What's more, where can I see it now?"

Xiao Zilin, who was still wearing pigtails when she was five years old, asked, "Sister, why have I never seen my mother?"

My sister, who was ten years older than herself, touched her head with her gentle thug and said, "Does Xiao Lin want to see her mother?"

The pigtails swing up and down with the head. Xiao Zimeng looked at his sister and gently touched his head with one hand: "Mom has been admiring Xiao Linlin since she was born, what a cute child, what a cute child, she said many times, her father held her hand and said: 'It's really like you!' I also think that Xiao Linlin, you are exactly the same as your mother." So if you want to see your mother, you look in the mirror and think that your mother will be able to see it. ”

"But why can't Mom come out to see us?"

Because she went to a place called heaven, and that place was very happy and happy, and there was no sorrow, so she never returned. ”

"He heard his father say that my mother left after I was born because he didn't like me?"

"No, when he left, he told me that I must take good care of you, and I must not bully, and said a lot. In short, Mom definitely likes you, and she likes you very much. Xiao Zimeng rubbed his sister's little head and said.

"Then you bullied me yesterday? You must have lied to me!" Xiao Zilin's pigtails swung left and right, and she was about to cry.

Xiao Zimeng hurriedly reassured: "Where, how can I bully you?"

"You painted a flower cat on my face yesterday while I was sleeping......"

Xiao Zilin later learned that her mother died in childbirth, and the person who was a sister and a mother since she was a child was her dearest and dearest. Although sometimes her father would often reprimand her for saying that she was younger than herself, she would snicker at this "naughty" sister who deserved it.

Until I was fourteen years old, my sister suddenly mysteriously said to herself: "I'm leaving!"

"Where are you going? Take me with you. ”

"I don't know where to go. You can't go, or Daddy will have to skin me. ”

"Dad has sent a lot of people to watch you, how did you run out, in fact, I think Long Aotian is strong in martial arts, although he looks a little fierce, but he looks so powerful, and my sister won't suffer a loss if she marries him." ”

"Don't marry, don't marry, don't marry, don't marry, if you want to marry yourself, marry!" Xiao Zimeng put his head like a rattle, "Xiao Lin, when did you become your father's lobbyist? You won't tell your father, right?" Xiao Zimeng's face suddenly changed and pretended to be very scared, "No, I have to make you speechless, if you don't let me, you will definitely be informed." Saying that, Xiao Zimeng walked towards his sister's squeak with both hands, and Xiao Zilin was scratched and couldn't breathe before shouting, "Surrender." Surrender!"

"How did you escape?"

"I'm going to pick me up this time!" Xiao Zimeng blinked and chuckled.

"Who!"

"Well... I won't tell you!" Xiao Zimeng looked mysterious.

Xiao Zilin regretted why she let her sister go in the first place, if she hadn't let her sister go, she wouldn't have ended up like this. She quietly looked at the embarrassed old man in front of her, "You are not qualified to come here, my sister has been dead for eighteen years, why haven't you died?

Zhuo Lingyun didn't say a word, he didn't have anything to say, he owed it to her. Suddenly, it rained in the originally clear sky, just like Zhuo Lingyun's depressed mood, he stood up, his eyes didn't look at Xiao Zilin, he only looked at the cemetery behind her where she was lying. Zhuo Lingyun still walked forward resolutely, Xiao Zilin's long sword finger blocked in front of Zhuo Lingyun, the pouring rain fell, the blood stains on the tip of the sword were quickly washed down, Zhuo Lingyun's thin clothes were washed by the rain and the emaciated body were pasted together, looking even thinner, but at this moment his eyes were full of determination. Zhuo Lingyun walked forward step by step, he actually regarded the long sword as nothing, he just wanted to hurry up to "her".

The sound of the rain drowned out the sound of the long sword piercing into the skin, watching the blood spill over the long sword, ticking and ticking as the rain dripped from the sword, Zhuo Lingyun's body shook, and the brows that had not been let go were lifted. He let it stab into his body, and he desperately walked forward. "Maybe dying here is the best ending for you!" a thought rose in the old man's heart.

Suddenly, Hua Manxian pulled Xiao Zilin away, "Be careful!" I saw a figure rushing over from the forest, the target was Xiao Zilin, the long sword that pierced into Zhuo Lingyun was forced to pull out again, and the blood splashed out, and the wound this time was obviously deeper than the previous sword. "Ahem, cough, cough...."The blood that welled up in Zhuo Lingyun's throat oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Is it you?" Xiao Zilin had seen the person in front of her, and had mistaken him at the beginning.

Xiao Lang ignored Xiao Zilin, only to see him holding a jar of wine in one hand, and looked at Zhuo Lingyun coldly: "Do you want to die?"

Zhuo Lingyun didn't make a sound, let the blood in his chest flow, and continued to move forward.

"Don't forget, you still need an apprentice, do you want to die here and wait for him to help you collect the body? If that kid knows that you were killed by the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I'm afraid that tomorrow he will rush to the Ten Thousand Swords Villa to die." ”

Zhuo Lingyun was stunned, "Yes, I am already sorry for a dead person, do you want to be sorry for a living person?" He suddenly snatched the wine jar from Xiao Lang's hand with a flash. Xiao Lang was caught off guard, and when he came back to his senses, the jar of wine had already been poured into his stomach by Zhuo Lingyun in a big gulp. Looking up to the sky, the wine rushed into the throat with the rain, a little spicy, and a little bitter. With a "bang", the empty wine jar was smashed to the ground by Zhuo Lingyun. He strode forward.

As soon as Xiao Zilin's long sword was sent, he wanted to block Zhuo Lingyun again, but Zhuo Lingyun did not let the long sword continue to penetrate his body, he just dodged it simply, and repelled Xiao Zilin with his backhand: "I owe 'her' but I don't owe you the Xiao family!" At this moment, grief turned into a wild beast and roared at this small old man.

"Sister Lin, get out of the way!" Hua Manxian snatched Xiao Zilin's long sword and stood in front of her, "I have heard the name of the thief Saint Zhuo Lingyun for a long time, and I have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes thirty years ago, although I have no personal grudges with you, but today I can't help but ask you for advice." "No matter what the reason, Hua Manxian has to stand in front of the woman at this moment. That's his duty, and that's a man's duty.

Zhuo Lingyun looked at the man who stepped forward, closed his eyes and sighed, if he didn't let her bear it alone many years ago, if he stood up by himself, no matter whether it was secular or prejudiced...... Looking at the flowers, Zhuo Lingyun felt a sense of jealousy in his heart. The murderous aura was in the rain.

Hua Manxian long sword is carried by his side, he is a peerless genius under the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and he was accepted as an apprentice by Xiao Sanqian at a young age, and Xiao Sanqian praised him at the age of seventeen, and wanted to promise him his daughter, and he was scheduled to be the next generation of heads. Young talent, talented. Countless women admired. At the age of twenty-four, he hugged the beauty, and the young head of the family took the throne. At this time, after more than ten years of training, the sword in his hand has become more and more sophisticated, what is the enemy, cut it over. The heart of a young man is higher than the sky. Hua Manxian did not have the slightest fear at the moment. Quietly looking at the old man in front of him, the raindrops hit the sword and picked up the splashes.