For a while, Zhao Qingniu, Zhao Longxiang, as well as the group of uncles and aunts of the Zhao family, Ye Buxiao, Ye Baili, including Song Huwei and Song Rice Planting, couldn't help but have their eyes reddened terribly!

Especially Ye Qingqing and Tang Qingge, they couldn't help it anymore, and they cried like rain!

This is related to the survival and honor and disgrace of Huaxia martial arts, and between the Oriental Broken Sword Stream, this huge and bloody contest, at this moment, finally under the leadership of the eldest young master of the Zhao family at the foot of Taihua Mountain, it is very symbolic, and the curtain has come to a complete end!

won a big victory, but the victory was too sad, and the victory was too bad!

The earth laments, and the air is still filled with suffocating sadness and sadness!

Time passed, Zhao Xiaotian was still alone, dragging his steps with such difficulty, following the bluestone steps, and walking down the mountain with a blank expression!

However, at this time, at the foot of the mountain in the distance, a black figure suddenly galloped in, dressed in light exercises, and deduced to the peak!

A man in his forties and not good-looking is the "Dragon Soul"!

His face was full of worry and anxiety, he had obviously galloped for a long distance, his eyes were red and his face was pale, his clothes were soaked with sweat, most of his internal strength was lost, and he was about to collapse and weaken when he was out of breath!

He stopped in front of him, but only glanced at the blood-stained Qingxiao long sword in his hand, and glanced at his face full of sadness and loneliness!

In an instant, it seemed that he had guessed something, and his face changed!

The spiritual power of the whole body seemed to be completely drained at this moment, and he knelt on the ground with a "poof", and his eyes were already full of ashes.

On his face, there was a fear and a pain of self-blame, his body trembled like chaff, his face was frighteningly pale, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down even more.

It's just a hoarse mutter, "It's late, I'm still late, it's too late......"

Zhao Xiaotian stopped, looked at him, and didn't speak!

Just take a cigarette out of your bosom, light it, and smoke it in a big gulp!

After a long time, the "Dragon Soul" seemed to finally calm down a little from the despair.

Still lying on the ground shivering, so difficult, he took out a sealed file bag from his arms, raised it above his head tremblingly, and his voice trembled and slurred, "Less...... Young master, the appraisal results are out! She is Su Bancheng's biological daughter, the daughter of the Su family, and her body is flowing with the blood of the Chinese people......"

"There is no doubt that the reason why the Oriental Sword Saint Chiba Martial Idiot was like this more than twenty years ago was in addition to valuing her amazing martial arts talent. What's more, I'm afraid she was also used, and the Chiba martial arts idiot harbored evil intentions, just to make her a Chinese person, set off a bloody storm in the Huaxia martial arts, and kill each other......"

Swallowing his saliva, his voice became even more hoarse and trembling, "And...... And also, she is pregnant, and she already has your flesh and blood, young master! We also got the news that a few days ago, after she came to Huaxia, she went to the hospital and had a pregnancy check-up......"

But for a while, I couldn't say any more, my eyes were red and flashing with tears, "But now ......"

However, I didn't expect that the master in front of me was not so shocked because of these two news, and even grieved to the point of madness!

On the contrary, contrary to the thick hardship and loneliness on his face just now, his expression became calm and indifferent.

Just turned his head and glanced at the place where the woman died on the spot on the top of the mountain in the distance behind him, and muttered, "I already knew this?" ”

"You got it?" In an instant, the "Dragon Soul" face froze.

Full of doubts, he glanced at the blood-stained long sword in his hand, "Then, why do you still have to ...... young master?"

But Zhao Xiaotian just smiled indifferently.

There is no more desolation, no more misery.

After a while, he just said something he didn't understand, "Actually, whether she is the eldest lady of the Su family, whether she is the blood of the Chinese people flowing in her body, whether it is the blood of the Chinese people, for me and the Zhao family, it no longer matters!" ”

"But the Taishan faction was wiped out by blood, the bloody wind and rain of the Chinese martial arts, dozens of martial arts colleagues broke their swords and yellow sand, this grievance has to be a final end!"

"This bloody storm led her up, as the holy queen of the Broken Sword Stream in power, in front of everyone in the Huaxia Martial Arts, she always had to give an explanation, and she had to pay some price!"

"Otherwise, how will she, the eldest and youngest grandmother, step into the lintel of the Zhao family with a clear conscience in the future? In the future, as the mother of the Zhao family, I will be in charge of the affairs of the Zhao family for me? A hundred years later, how can the tablet enter the ancestral hall of the Zhao family openly, so that future generations can kneel and worship? ”

"Remember, from now on, there will be no more broken knife flow in the world, and there will be no more Chiba Wanqing! Only Su Wanqing ......"

But then, on his face, there was suddenly a bright smile like a spring breeze, and he stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, "Look, this cold winter has finally passed!" ”

"Spring is finally here, and the flowers of happiness are finally blooming......"

The "Dragon Soul" face was suddenly stunned again, and the conditioned reflex turned its head!

In an instant, I saw that the dark clouds in the sky had gradually dispersed; The biting cold wind has gradually subsided; The goose-feather snow has finally stopped!

Unconsciously, in the distance, a touch of sunset, warm golden sunshine, has been like a lover's hands, caressing the earth!

Halfway up the mountain in the distance, the mountains are all over the field, and the thick snow seems to be melting silently!

One, two, innumerable, red, purple, pink......

The delicate flowers seem to be slowly raising their heads from the snow, slowly blooming, blooming in the warm sun!

Colorful butterflies are fluttering in the flowers all over the mountains, and birds are singing!

After the saddest bitter cold, the warm spring is finally coming, and the earth is full of life!

……

At the top of Mount Tai, the crowd of onlookers finally left one after another in a sigh!

There is only one woman left in a red dress who captivates the country and the city, still standing at the peak of that magnificent boulder, her expression is light and breezy, and she is arrogant and looks up to the world!

It's just that the bronze sword covered with fiery red dragon patterns is clenched in his hand, and it has entered the scabbard!

The woman in a pure black dress who was cold and glamorous was still motionless and silent, lying in the snow!

Time passes, one minute passes, five minutes passes, ten minutes passes......

But I don't know how long, a slender jade finger seems to move slightly!

At this time, the eyelids of the woman in the red dress jumped slightly.

Immediately after, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was already a shallow smile on his beautiful and moving face.

"That man, for four days and three nights, he practiced his swordsmanship without sleep, and it was finally not in vain......"

Immediately, with a wave of the jade hand, the delicate body of the woman in the black dress flew up from the snow and was stopped by her waist and held in her arms!

Zhou was full of golden and majestic energy, and the two weak and boneless little hands were clenched, as if there was an internal strength, like a warm current, penetrating and flowing through the eight veins around the woman in the black dress......

After three or four minutes, I saw the woman in the black dress in her arms, who seemed to move slightly. In the snort, if there is nothing, a soft groan!

Immediately stopped his waist and hugged the woman in the black dress, and her delicate body floated up out of thin air, flying into the distance!

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