Although it is the cold wind of early autumn, but it is also cold to the bone, especially the wind of the rivers and lakes, it seems to be more cold, the path winds and flows, like a stream in the mountains, although it is early autumn, but the mountains are still lush and green, and the cold wind washed by the green seems more pure. Quack, quack, quack, the mountain path flows on the edge of the cliff, just in front of the road, the path seems to be disconnected, and a closer look can see that the path has turned back to the other side of the mountain, and the path seems to have fallen into a cliff in front of it. On the edge of the cliff in front of him, there is a dead tree, although it is a dead tree, but it can be clearly seen that the tree has gone through no less than 10,000 years, and at this time a black crow stopped on the dead branch, and the sound of hissing seemed a little lonely. ......, I saw the black crow on the dead branch crying long, fluttering, as if feeling something fearful, a loud sound sounded, the sound was sharper than the black crow's, it seemed to have a strong penetration, I saw a white eagle in the air fell rapidly, fell in the position where the black crow stayed, and the sharp eyes looked at the path in the mountain. On the mountain path, a white dress came, the corners of the clothes fluttered, white jade hairband, mutton fat hosta, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, although the face was not as cold as Mei Er. However, the temperament on his body is similar to it, the white boots step on the fallen leaves on the path, and he has not been contaminated with a trace of dust, holding a sword in his hand, holding a sword means that he is a Jianghu person, but his age is afraid that he is in his thirties, of course, age is not important for a person. The important thing is that this middle-aged man in his thirties does not have any trace of the arrogance of a swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

Sword, many people in the rivers and lakes will have it, because people who practice swords will carry swords. For example, there is a person in the path at this moment, but this person is much younger than him. The token made of sandalwood on his waist is extremely conspicuous, he wears a hat on his head, and his gray clothes look a little plain, and the hat is very low, blocking his face, but looking at his fair skin, he is obviously also a handsome son. The pitch-black boots swayed lazily, and on a boulder in front of him, he sat casually, and there was also a sword beside him, a steel long sword, the scabbard seemed to be made of tungsten iron, this sword was definitely very heavy, and he could afford to use such a heavy sword, and he was obviously a very confident person in his swordsmanship. It's just that the sword of the man in white is definitely much better than the man on the stone, because the scabbard of the sword seems to be as transparent as white jade, the hilt is also carved from white jade, and the sword spike is also white. It seems that this person likes white very much, the white sword is also white, and the white eagle is also very white, obviously he raised it, such a person walks on the mountain path, as if the immortal fell into the mortal world.

"Fellow travelers at dusk, acquaintances at the end of the world. I don't know what kind of sect this brother is? Looking at the white figure that had approached, the man with the hat sitting on the boulder raised the hat, and sure enough, it was a handsome young man, only about twenty years old. Although he is a passerby, he has the heart to get acquainted, and this kind of demeanor is not something ordinary people can have, but the man in white is as cold as ever, and there is no trace of emotion in his eyes.

"There is no sect." He stopped his steps, very regular steps, why it was a very regular footsteps, it was because every step he took was of average size. It was as if every step he took was exactly the same, except that he stopped and looked at the handsome man on the boulder. I saw the exquisite sandalwood waist card on the waist, because there are two words on the waist card, Langya, although the wooden card is sandalwood, but in the eyes of the rich and noble, it is not worth a few dollars, but it is of great significance to have these two words, because this wooden card has these two words, even the gold medal of the palace is not more expensive than the gold of this wooden card. Because this wooden plaque is the wooden plaque of the Langya Sword Sect, and the person who owns this wooden plaque has obviously been able to guess his identity, he is naturally the son of Langya.

"Looking at Your Excellency's temperament and charm, your swordsmanship attainments should not be weak, how can you have no door and no faction?" Langya Gongzi was a little vigilant, you must know that the news that he is going to the Eastern Capital this time has spread among the rivers and lakes. On the rivers and lakes, there are many people who want him to die, and some people will definitely wonder, Langya Gongzi is young and has already made a lot of enemies on the rivers and lakes? Naturally not, although the son of Langya is quite famous, he rarely goes out of the sphere of influence of the Langya Sword Sect, and naturally there are not many enemies. However, the rivers and lakes do not mean that if you have never made enemies, you will not attract others to chase and kill, such as Huangquan Mountain, you will naturally come to kill him, after all, the battle between the righteous path and Huangquan Mountain has gone through hundreds of years, if you can kill a genius disciple of Langya Sword Sect, this kind of thing is not fun. So his hand seemed to have inadvertently touched the hilt of his sword under him, but the eyes of the man in white did not change at all, not that he had not noticed Langya Gongzi's movements, but because he didn't care that Langya Gongzi held the sword, and it could even be said that he didn't care if others had a sword in their hands or not.

"Do all swordsmen in the world need sects?" The man in white could already see that Langya Gongzi was wary of him, and perhaps there was news that he was going to the Eastern Capital on the rivers and lakes. There are also some outlaws who definitely care about his traces, but this man in white is definitely not, because he has never heard of Langya Gongzi, who in the rivers and lakes has not heard of Langya Gongzi? Naturally, it is a person whose status, status, and martial arts are above that of Langya Gongzi, is there a lot of this? Naturally, there are a lot, after all, Langya Gongzi is a young man, but this man is middle-aged, compared to the time of sword training, this man has more than ten years longer than him.

"Naturally I don't need to, but I hope that Your Excellency's sword seems to be a famous sword, and the person who can be equipped with this kind of famous sword is extraordinary, and the high swordsmanship has a certain reputation in the rivers and lakes, but my son has never seen Your Excellency." Langya Gongzi looked at the sword, to be honest, there are very few swords that can make a swordsman tempting, but Langya Gongzi can see at a glance from the scabbard that the sword of the man in white is indeed a sword that can make people's hearts move. His eyes had already glanced at the sword three times, although it was inadvertent, but the man in white had already seen it, because the eyes of a person like him were definitely sharper than the white eagle that stayed on the dead tree.

"The steel long sword, the sword is three feet and four inches long and cast from sinking iron, the net weight is twenty-one pounds and seven taels, and the sword is very good." Looking at the sword under Langya Gongzi, he evaluated the sword. The meaning of the sword is very good, that is, the sword is very good, but what about people? He didn't say it, and he didn't have to say it, because he didn't put people in his eyes at all, to be precise, there were very few people in the world who could see him in his eyes, at least not the Langya Gongzi in front of him.

"The sword is good, and the man is even better." Langya Gongzi said very solemnly, because a person evaluated the sword in front of him, but he never evaluated him as a person, which really made him a little angry, and he also felt that the person in front of him didn't seem to care about himself and looked down on himself.

"I don't see it." The man in white said, the coldness in his tone was extremely clear. The attitude of not caring about it, if it happens to ordinary people, he doesn't care, but Langya Gongzi is not, it is absolutely unacceptable for people like him to be ignored so much, so the hand he holds the hilt of the sword. It's harder, maybe the hand holding the sword doesn't need a lot of force, because there are some sword moves, the hand holding the sword can't use the force, but he has to use force. The man in white said very well, his sword is very heavy, the man in white said that two catties is not bad, can look at the sword, you can easily say the weight of the sword, this eyesight is not ordinary people can have, obviously this man in white knows the sword very high, otherwise he will not easily say how heavy the sword under him is. Langya Gongzi naturally won't admire, after all, this person also carries a sword, and even a sword, as long as he sees the sword and sees the material of the sword, he can infer the weight of the sword, and anyone who has a certain understanding of the sword can do it.

Langya Gongzi's sword was slowly picked up by him, his body stood up from the bluestone, the whistling wind blew on the hat, making a hissing sound, and his handsome eyes became a little cold. Killing intent slowly emerged in his eyes, yes, killing intent, he had already moved his killing intent to the middle-aged man in front of him, but the next moment his eyes changed, because a gust of wind sounded in his ears, hula, hula. He looked up, and found that on the top of their higher mountain, an old man in gray actually rushed straight down from the mountain, the wind in the mountain was not small, blowing through the lush woods seemed to be on the top of the green tree, rolling up a layer of green waves, and the old man in gray was rushing straight down, stepping on the green waves so fast, like a bird in the forest, just this light skill, today is definitely one of the few people in the martial arts, if this old man is also here for him, then he is definitely not his opponent, At this time, Langya Gongzi's mood was extremely low. I don't know how high the man's swordsmanship is in front of him, but this old man from the top of the mountain, this light skill does not have forty years of skill, absolutely no one can do it, under this kind of strong wind, every step requires extremely deep internal force, if it is a mistake, it will fall under the cliff. And in the blink of an eye, the old man actually stood above them, and then landed on the edge of the mountain path, and landed firmly beside the man in white.

"Owner, the old slave is late." The old man in gray said with some guilt.

"When I saw the snow, I knew I had gone wrong again, alas." The man in white sighed, and said helplessly, and the old man in gray also smiled a little, as if the words spoken by the man in white were a very interesting thing. Of course, it's also very interesting, and if the person in front of you can't find his way home, then it's definitely a fun thing. This is also the reason why this man only walks out of the villa four or five times a year, he is a very conceited person, and he is also a person who is more powerful than ordinary people, such as eyes, even if there is a sesame seed mixed in the sand on the ground, others can't find it, he will definitely be able to find it. His ears, even if you whisper a mile away from him, can be heard by him clearly, and his nose, in addition to being able to smell what can be smelled, can also smell twenty-three smells that cannot be smelled. It is very difficult for such a person to have weaknesses, and some people even think that this is God favoring this person, but who would have thought that this person also has weaknesses, that is, he doesn't know the way, he is actually a road idiot.

"With Bai Xue here, it is much easier to find the owner, hey, this young man is handsome and sharp, it should be from the Four Great Sword Sects, right?" The old man saw Langya Gongzi standing on top of the bluestone, and said with a puzzled face, because the old man knew that this road led to the Eastern Capital, and ordinary people from the rivers and lakes rarely went to the Eastern Capital.

"Who is this?" Looking at the kindness on the old man's face, it didn't seem to be aimed at him, but he was a little wary, but he was a little interested in the man in white in front of him. This old man's martial arts skills are very high, I am afraid that even the sect master of the Langya Sword Sect will be difficult to defeat him for a while, such a person is so deferential to this man in white, and he is just a servant of him, the identity of this man in white is definitely not simple.

"Oh, this is Chu Zhuanghan, the owner of Luomei Mountain Villa." The old man just briefly introduced the man in white, but Langya Gongzi, who was standing on the bluestone, staggered when he heard this name. almost fell off the bluestone, what a character Langya Gongzi is, facing the dilemma of life and death, his body will not be so out of control. But at this moment, his legs seemed to have lost sensation, the cold in his back struck, and the whole person felt creepy, and the reason for this was only because of the name of the man in white, nor the Luomei Villa, because Luomei Villa is not a sect, just a villa, a person's home. Of course, this family is naturally Chu Zhuanghan's, because Chu Zhuanghan is definitely a scary figure. There are black and white swordsmen in the world, one black and one white are famous all over the world, of course, they are not chivalrous, because they never seem to be chivalrous, and they are called black and white swordsmen only because one of them likes to wear black clothes, and the other likes to wear white, so the people of the rivers and lakes call them black and white swordsmen, peerless swordsmen, but they have never seen them, to be precise, they should never compare swords. Of course, one of them is the Momei swordsman Mei Er, who is known as the second swordsman in the world, but he just said that he is the second swordsman in the world, and the people in the rivers and lakes always feel that he is modest, after all, a top swordsman like Mei Er, how can he be willing to let his swordsmanship fall behind.

"Let's go, it's useless to talk to outsiders." Chu Zhuanghan said casually, as if he didn't want to communicate too much with people, even if it was a person from the rivers and lakes, if it weren't for Langya Gongzi sitting here with a trace of murderous intent, maybe he wouldn't talk to him at all, because he was at least a person who wouldn't take the initiative to talk to people.

"Yes." The old man was extremely respectful, as if Chu Zhuanghan's words were holy decrees, Chu Zhuanghan was the first swordsman in the world, known as the Baimei swordsman, and Mei Er was as famous as Mei Er, and the people in the rivers and lakes thought that Mei Er was second, that is, he had secretly competed with Chu Zhuanghan, and lost to Chu Zhuanghan, so he claimed to be the second in the world.