Under the Sword Saint Mountain, there is no one to live.

Only halfway up the mountain, under the endless cherry blossom forest, there is a quaint low courtyard.

It was late at night, and the dim darkness of the night was like a lingering spell that hung over the land.

The grounds are basic, without any appliances and without any extravagant decorations. Three-row low-rise wooden buildings, but some simple living items.

Only in the wing room on the west side, there was a faint candlelight.

In front of the simple carved window of cherry blossom wood in the wing room, a woman is standing!

A woman as cold as a thousand years of ice!

Dressed in a pure black dress, wrapping the graceful and concave perfect figure, a long black and silky hair fluttering in the wind, so ethereal and almost demonic!

On his back, he carried a short sword of fifty or sixty centimeters crosswise!

The sword is unsheathed, the whole body is light purple, and the sword body is carved with bright cherry blossoms!

At this moment, the woman stood motionless like this, full of arrogance and silence that people did not dare to violate and blasphemy!

But that suffocatingly beautiful face always looked a little haggard and pale, with a faint sense of loneliness and sadness.

In his hand, he held a dark green crystal clear jade pendant.

Like a treasure, the fingers like green onions gently rubbed and rubbed......

Time passed, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, only I could hear it, but the cold wind raged in the mountains and forests outside the window, whimpering and sobbing!

"Squeak......" At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open, and a girl in her early twenties slowly walked in from the outside.

looks handsome, petite but particularly sexy and provocative, also wears a pure black light gauze long skirt, and carries a black and brown long sword cross-legged on the back!

Walking straight behind the woman, the etiquette of the Oriental warrior bowed respectfully, "Master......"

glanced at the jade pendant in the woman's hand, and a helpless wry smile quickly appeared on her face, and she murmured, "Master, are you still thinking about him......"

The woman didn't speak, she sighed softly, her expression became more depressed and sad, and a pair of beautiful eyes faintly had tears flickering.

"But I just can't figure out what's so good about that guy!" The girl was suddenly quite resentful, gritted her teeth and muttered, "Thanks to Master, you have deep affection for him, not only gave up your actions against his Zhao family, not only helped him break through the realm, but also helped him win the position of head of the Tang Sect......"

"As a result, at the funeral of Old Lady Su, I will unite with the woman of the Song family to deal with you. Still so cold-blooded and ruthless, ...... with you"

"In my opinion, that's an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, a negative man!"

"You know what?" But the woman just shook her head and smiled sadly, "He is a real hero who stands up to the sky......"

"He has his position and a responsibility that he can't give up!"

"In fact, I know that during this time, the pain in his heart is not lighter than mine! He is not doing well, but in order not to worry the people around him, he has to pretend that he doesn't care, and he has to force a smile......"

The girl looked stunned and fell silent.

After a while, he asked softly in confusion, "In fact, in the whole of China, the only one who can make the master put in his eyes is only the woman surnamed Song." The guy surnamed Zhao, martial arts cultivation is in front of you, and it is not worth mentioning at all! At the very least, you are going to take his life, like a bag for something......"

"But when the day comes to draw your sword, will you kill him?"

The woman smiled and sighed softly, "That's my beloved man, my child's biological father......"

"This ......" In an instant, the girl was a little anxious, and tears were about to roll out, "Master, you must not be so indecisive!" Even if you are soft-hearted, he will definitely unite with the woman surnamed Song, and he will definitely kill you at all costs......"

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the child in your belly! When the time comes, what will our little saint king do, will he let him die with you? ”

"Can you just bear it, let the little saint king ...... before he can even take a look at this world?"

The woman's expression darkened, and she slowly closed her eyes, her delicate body trembling slightly.

After a long time, he choked up and muttered, "I don't know ...... either."

"But I can't tell him that I have his child! That would only make it harder for him, make him more miserable, and even drive him crazy to death! ”

With a wry smile, only the desolation and misery of the soul devouring collarbone remained in his eyes, "Originally, I hoped that that day would be delayed until eight months later, so that I could take a look at the flesh and blood ...... me and him."

"But I know he's not going to give me this chance!"

"Because...... Now that he has Xiaotianmen, the Qingcheng faction, plus the master of the Zhao family, Ruyun, and the woman of the Song family, he has risen to the top of the world, and he already has enough capital to compete with my broken knife flow! He won't let me, wait until that day ......"

So in an instant, the girl was even more anxious.

His face was full of anxiety, but he didn't know what to say.

After a while, he straightened up and said, "Master, at present, the funds have been raised, all the plans have been formulated, and all the elites of our Broken Knife Flow have been assembled. The three elders ask you when to take action? ”

"This ......" the woman was silent for a moment.

The little hand clutched the hem of the skirt, the knuckles were pale, for a long time, he shook his head slightly, and his voice was low, "Wait a little longer......"

"Now, it is the occasion of the traditional Chinese New Year, I don't want to spoil him to reunite with his family, this rare beauty and peace!"

After a short silence, unconsciously, two crystal tears rolled out silently along the beautiful pale face.

Tears rubbed his eyes, looking out the window and into the distance.

Choked up and sobbed, "Tonight, it is the Chinese New Year's Eve to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new." With a family, a brother, and that woman guarding him, he must be very happy and happy! ”

"But happiness is theirs, but I have nothing......"

At this moment, tears rained down!

……

At the foot of Taihua Mountain, plum blossom hermitage.

The next day, Zhao Xiaotian woke up at eight o'clock in the morning!

Because it is the first day of the Lunar New Year, according to the tradition of the Zhao family for many years, the younger generations in the family must go to kowtow to the old man for tea early in the morning!

So after washing, I naturally went straight to the Qingfeng Building where the old man lived every day.

However, I didn't expect that when I just pushed open the side hall wing where the old smoking gun was used to meet guests every day, I saw Song Tingcheng inside.

Undoubtedly, it is natural to come to the house early in the morning and kowtow to the old man for the New Year!

At this moment, he was sitting at the quaint pear blossom wood table of eight immortals, talking with the old smoking gun. In front of her, there was a pot of fish fishing before the rain during the Qingming Festival, which should have been cooked by herself, steaming hot, and the fragrance was permeated in the room.

Wearing a fiery red dress, she is still so stunning.

Seeing him come in, he just nodded at him, and the corners of his mouth rose and smiled shallowly, bright and moving.

Zhao Xiaotian then remembered that the woman had said two days ago that she would come to the house early in the morning, and then the two would go to the Song family together to pay New Year's greetings to the ancestors. Then, let him accompany her to the capital to buy some gifts for the elders.

(End of chapter)