This kind of affection Su Qi'er has never even had for his nephew Feng Linshi, but for some reason he has an indescribable closeness since he first saw the kid Hanshuang, and treats this kid as his own, and the other heads always ask why Su Zhangmen cares so much about such an unserious kid.

And Su Qi'er always replied in a perfunctory manner: "Like, it's quite similar to when I was young." "Over time, the frost has existed under the eyes of all people.

In the blink of an eye, Su Qi'er came to the backyard of the Yaoshan Sect Hall with the frost. It is quiet and elegant, and there are a few peach trees in the courtyard that are full of peach blossoms. The breeze was blowing, and the peach blossoms fell on the frosty hair and clothes, like peach-pink butterflies.

This is where the master usually practices, and no one can come here without Su Qi'er's consent. So even the frost rarely comes here.

Hanshuang looked left and right but didn't know that the master had opened the door and entered the house, Su Qi'er waved his hand to him, motioning for him to come in.

Frost trotted behind the Master, who slowly walked around the tea table and bed to a beautiful table.

And what was on the table was the sword that Su Qi'er used at that time, which was forged for him by Tianjing Mountain, a famous swordsmith who rushed into the top ten dragon kingdoms, but unfortunately, no one thought that Su Qi'er would end up like this.

Su Qi'er gently slashed the sword engraved with dragon patterns with her hand, the dragon head of the hilt was still so fierce, and the blade was still so sharp.

At this time, Su Qi'er said regretfully: "You are still you, but I am no longer me." ”

He picked up the sword, which represented his highest honor, and once again touched the blade from the hilt, and said, "Farewell, my friend. ”

Then he put the sword in front of Frost and said with a smile, "Give it to you." ”

Frost was especially surprised, usually even if you touch it, but now she has to give it to herself. However, Frost also knew what this sword meant to the master, not only his honor, but also his life, and if he didn't have this sword, he would be a real mortal.

Hanshuang hurriedly excused himself and said: "Master treats me like a mountain, this sword is the master's beloved thing, and the apprentice can't accept it." ”

"In the heart of a warrior, the sword in his hand is his relatives and brothers, and even his own life is purchased. I'm old but he's still alive, and I can't let him grow old with me. Take him, with my faith, to protect the people you want to protect. Su Qi'er said with true feelings.

Under the master's words, Hanshuang slowly took the sword from the master's hand, and the moment his palm touched the hilt, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. This feeling echoed through his heart like Master's faith.

"Try, try how. Su Qi'er said with a smile.

"Yes, Master. Frost walked out the door with the sword in hand.

Then, with the flying petals in the sky and the loud sound of sword qi, Frost waved a sharp blade that had been silent for a long time in the courtyard. For years, Frost hadn't found a suitable weapon, as if he had been waiting for him, the blade in his hand.

Seeing the frost wielding this sharp sword like a fish in water, Su Qi'er also let go of the last sustenance in his heart, and he said happily: "Okay, good, there is the appearance of being a teacher back then." Ha ha. ”

Soon the sky slowly darkened, the stars in the sky were slowly revealed, and Frost quietly watched the moonlight through the window on his bed, thinking about everything that happened today. Thinking that he was about to leave his master and come to Kaiyao Mountain, a few tears flowed from the corners of his eyes from time to time.

And this news was known to the senior brother Feng Linshi for some reason, he got drunk in the room, and said this wine in front of the table: "Why, why." I am your own son, your own son, why is everything his, and I have nothing, nothing.

Didn't you let him be the head of Yaoshan after he came back, okay, I won't let him come back. As he spoke, Feng Linshi crushed the wine glass in his hand with one hand.

Early the next morning.

Hanshuang came to the master's door early, and after bowing three times in front of the master's door, he was about to quietly go down the mountain, but he didn't expect him to turn around and leave. The master pushed the door open, and Su Qi'er's ruddy eyes looked at the frost that was about to go away and said, "This is for you, I use it." And be careful after going down the mountain, people's hearts are sinister. I can't lead you anymore, think more about everything.

And don't tell anyone what I told you yesterday, understand?"

Su Qi'er said as she took the ring from her hand that could store items and put it on Frost's hand.

"Understand Master, I will always follow in your footsteps. He took the command and went away in tears, knowing that it could be a life-or-death parting.

Immediately after that, he came to the little junior sister Feng Linyu's room, the little junior sister had been cultivating in the courtyard for a long time, and he walked in front of the little junior sister.

"Brother Xunfeng, is there something wrong?" said the little junior sister Qingcui's voice.

"Oh, when it's nothing, uh——。 I'll go down the mountain and I'll talk to you, haha. "Frost has a bunch of words, but I don't know how to say them.

"You're going to go down the mountain and take me with you. The little sister said excitedly.

"No, Master said that I could only go alone. Frost said embarrassedly.

"Oh, if you don't bring it, you won't bring it. Let's go, let's go, let's go. The little junior sister pretended not to care and said.

"Oh, then I'm leaving. Remember to take care of Master. ”

"Yes"

When Frost turned to leave, the little junior sister said again, "Be careful on the road. ”

"Got it. Frost smiled and departed.

When Hanshuang came to the residence of his senior brother Feng Linshi, Feng Linshi was no longer in the house, and Xun Feng could only leave a letter and silently left Yaoshan on an unknown road, starting a legendary life.

In the early morning, the fog in the mountains has just lifted, and the sun shines through the green pines and bamboos on the mountain paths, which have been paved with bluestone for a long time, and are covered with wet and damp moss.

Frost walked along the mountain path like a lost soul, leaving his heavy footprints on the mossy stone slabs. The morning breeze gently blew through his hair and clothes, and the fresh air swept across his face, but he couldn't be happy.

He looked behind him from time to time, looking at this place that grew from childhood to adulthood, and gradually he got farther and farther away from this place, and gradually disappeared into the fog.

When he looked back again, there were already verdant flowers and trees behind him, and the pavilions and pavilions of Yaoshan had completely disappeared from the frost's sight.

He reluctantly twisted his head slowly, he took a deep breath of fresh air, and slowly exhaled it. His expression was refreshed at this time, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and a smile leaked out, and he silently muttered in his heart: "Master, may you be well." ”