"Good! It seems that the gentleman is also a man of temperament! This Mrs. Fu is a legend in my sea of clouds. ”

"Girl, on the branch, it's total!"

The blind old man flicked his robe, straightened his sleeves, and sat down.

The little girl unhappily lit the incense burner, put on the shocking wood, red cloth, etc., and pulled up the mournful erhu on the side.

"In other words, Mrs. Fu's original name was Chu Yu, and she was recognized as the first beauty in the martial arts world.

"A year later, the Chu and Yan families suddenly went to war, and the Chu family was wiped out overnight, and Chu Yu was not tolerated by the Yan family!"

"The Chu family had twelve slaves in the retinue of the marriage, one of whom had unparalleled swordsmanship, on the day of the destruction of the Chu family, the assassination of the martial god failed, and fled to Mobei, which was the first assassin in the world, called the sword slave!"

"This shocking stab, the Martial God is seriously injured! Three days later, under the pressure of his family, the martial god officially announced the dissolution of the husband and wife relationship with Chu Yu. ”

"Chu Yu went south, met Fu Dengjie, the genius of Yunhai at that time, fell in love with each other, incognito, and then married into the Fu family, and the following year, gave birth to a daughter, Miss Wanqing, the head of the Fu family today."

"However, three years later, the martial god personally came to the Fu family, it was night, the Fu family was a master of the Cangzi generation, sixty-three people were killed in battle, and Mrs. Fu Chu Yu was the whole Fu family, drinking hatred and taking poison!"

"In the same year, Fu Dengjie, known as the first handsome man in the south, went north, and a few days later, he died in a foreign country, and the cause of death is unknown!"

"After Fu Dengjie died, he was buried with Chu Yu! The old man of the Fu family announced that the family would never mention the affairs of the Fu and Yan families in the clan, and so far, Mrs. Fu's affairs have gradually disappeared in the rivers and lakes, and few people know about it. ”

"It's a pity that since ancient times, Mrs. Fu died young, I never thought that today's Miss Fu would follow in her mother's footsteps!"

The blind old man's mouth was like a river, and he finished telling the rumors of Mrs. Fu Chu Yu in one breath, and he couldn't help but sigh when he was shocked.

"Grandpa, is everything you said true?"

"This Mrs. Fu is really hard, she married into a wealthy family twice, but in the end she ended up disappearing."

The little girl pouted.

"The things of the rivers and lakes, true and false, false and true, who said it well."

"Sir, I'm done, I'll see you later!"

The blind man stood up and bowed his hands.

A trace of tears appeared in the corner of the middle-aged man's eyes in the corner, and the vicissitudes of life became more and more bitter.

"Yan Jiutian, Yan Jiutian! You are ruthless and unjust, and you will be damned! ”

"I hate that I can't eat your flesh in this life, drink your blood, and wash away the blood feud for Xiao Yu and the Chu family!"

This person is the sword slave, in order to avenge the old man of the Chu family, he assassinated Yan Jiutian in the mansion and almost succeeded, but Chu Yu sacrificed his life to protect him, so that his sword edge was off by an inch and he failed to kill the thief.

But who would have thought that Chu Yu loved him so much, and in the end, he would be forced to death by Yan Jiu Tiansheng!

However, what made Jian Slave's heart ache and shock even more was that he actually assassinated the only bloodline left in the world by his favorite woman.

When he saw Fu Wanqing, the sword slave seemed to see the eldest lady in the past.

They're almost carved out of a mold!

What's even more tragic is that in the past, Chu Yu sacrificed herself to block the sword for Yan Jiutian, and today her daughter sacrificed herself to block the sword for Qin Hou.

The two most failed swords in his life were all thanks to women.

At this moment, his heart is also like a knife, he really wants that sword to be stabbed in his heart, and it is not like a stab on Fu Wanqing's body!

However, there are not so many assumptions in this world!

"I don't have any money, you can take this."

The sword slave's eyes flickered, the tears in the corners of his eyes were hidden, and he took off the jade pendant he was carrying, and threw it on the blind man's table.

"Grandpa, this person is so generous, he gave us a piece of jade, wow, it's so beautiful!"

The little girl held the blood-red jade pendant, looked at it over and over, and was pleasantly surprised.

"Sir, is such a valuable thing worth just a few sentences?"

The blind man laughed.

"You old man is blind and not blind, take it and pass on her story!"

The sword slave sneered and walked away proudly.

"Grandpa, this person is so weird!"

The little girl looked at the back of the sword slave and said curiously.

The blind man took the jade pendant, the murderous aura was piercing, faintly filled with the smell of blood, and he couldn't help but sigh again: "When will the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes stop, and the red face will be accompanied by a few people, this is a person with a story." ”

Jian Nu came out of the teahouse and drank spirits on the edge of the Dongjiang River, and when he drank the last drop of wine in the dry wine jug, he decided to meet someone!

"In my life, I can't kill the people I want to kill, and the people I don't want to kill are hurt by me one by one!"

"The sword is like a sin, what do I want you to do?"

"Bang!"

The sword slave pulled out the blue contempt long sword at his waist, flicked his fingers, and accompanied him for decades, and the "No. 1 Sword in the World" stained with countless blood broke into two and sank into the river.

……

Yunhai Qin Gang Branch Compound.

On the lawn of the courtyard, the helicopter of the Daqin base has long been prepared.

Qin Yi walked out of the lobby and was about to go out when there was a commotion outside the mansion gate.

I saw Zhang Daling leading hundreds of guard disciples, retreating into the courtyard in fear like a tide, with a strong murderous aura, in the middle of the shaking lawn, and pigeons frolicking around the fountain fluttering.

A person wearing a long robe and walking slowly with his hands behind his back, his powerful momentum and cold face made everyone breathless.

"This is the Qin Gang Branch, one step further, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhang Daling plucked up his courage and scolded.

"I'm coming, can you stop me?"

"Get out of here!"

The sword slave's eyes were sharp, his strength was surging, his clothes and long hair were windless, and he was as cold as a god.

"Stand down!"

"Yaodong, you wait here, I'll meet him."

Qin Yi squinted his eyes and confronted the sword slave in the air.

This was unexpected, looking for it all over the world, but he was nowhere to be seen, but he didn't expect it to be sent to the door.

"I want to see her!"

The sword slave looked directly at Qin Yi and got straight to the point.

"Good!"

Qin Yi turned around and led the way in front.

He knew that there must be some kind of relationship between the sword slave and Fu Wanqing, and now it seems that he guessed correctly.

"Master Hou, I'll go and arrange it immediately!"

Zhang Daling said uneasily.

The number one assassin in the world came to the door, it was too dangerous, and he had to guard against it.

"No!"

"Disperse."

Qin Yi waved his hand.

At this time, the sword slave's body was very dead, and he lacked that ruthless and deathly breath, in such a state, let alone face to face, even if he was secretly attacked and assassinated, he would not be killed.

Qin Yi led the sword slave to the secret room.

The sword slave went to the crystal coffin by himself, looking at Fu Wanqing in the coffin, quietly in a daze.

This familiar face, with the ups and downs of his life, passed by in his mind!

There is no doubt that his life is a failure!

Especially in the face of Chu Yu's only bone and blood, the sword slave had a guilty conscience, and he even felt that his life was a joke!

He doesn't know what else he can pursue in the next life? What's the point!

A lifetime of licking blood from the knife edge, and in the end everything is empty!

Suddenly, a bitter tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and the tears dripped down, cutting off all grievances and hatreds.

When he turned around, the whole person was extremely relieved and relaxed!

PS: Today's update is complete, see you tomorrow, good night, friends!

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