Gentle and beautiful, refined and pretty.

Between the women's gestures, they have an indescribable demeanor, which is very similar to the young woman in front of them, but there is a great difference in their temperament.

The young woman who walked in front of the girl, with a brutal air between her demeanor, although she had been precipitated over the years, she still made people a little unliked.

The girl who followed behind had a bookish aura between her eyebrows, and wore a long sword at her waist, but it seemed that it was just used to decorate herself.

A family of three!

It's a family of three!

The mother and daughter vaguely embraced their husband and father, side by side, and slowly walked into the capital.

The surrounding environment was originally somewhat noisy, but after the arrival of this family of three, it became quiet.

Swish!

The three of them walked quickly, and after a short time, they passed through the city gate and went straight into the capital, and before they were about to enter the city gate, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked deeply at the gate of the capital, and a pair of bright eyes crossed a trace of sharpness:

Beijing, I'm finally back!

………………

Sou!

In the capital, heroes from all walks of life gathered, and almost all of them came.

Late tomorrow night, it is the day of the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, no matter what kind of ideas the heroes and heroes from all walks of life rushed to come, but in this last time, they all chose to rest.

Without good energy, how can you face the curtain of tomorrow.

Although no one knows what will happen behind the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City tomorrow, they can be sure that tomorrow's decisive battle may change the situation of the entire world and affect the entire rivers and lakes.

However, in a house in the middle of the capital.

The cold wind howled, blowing the thinly dressed boy, and reddening his handsome face.

In his hand, he held a long sword that could only be described as broken copper and iron.

This long sword, rusted all over, has the appearance of only one sword at all, and it is not a real sword weapon at all.

But it was such a long sword, but at this moment, it showed a cold light that killed him.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

The dilapidated rusty sword was held in the hand of the young man, turning into a cold light that chased souls and killed him, like a raging storm, stabbing towards a middle-aged man with jade face and red lips opposite him.

In an instant, a small rusty sword turned into a violent storm falling from the sky, and the speed was extremely fast, enveloping the middle-aged man opposite him.

His swordsmanship is very simple, that is a quick word trick to go, and the long sword is in his hand, and there is only one value, that is, the thorn!

It can be said that his martial arts are very ordinary, but it is this ordinary martial arts, the broken long sword, that has won him a great reputation in just over a year.

Flying Swordsman!

These three words, more than a year ago, were just jokes that no one knew, but now, they have become a popular figure on the rivers and lakes.

In the blink of an eye, the flying swordsman Ah Fei stabbed out hundreds of swords, swords and swords in a chain, killing each other, leaving no room for any move.

The swordsmanship is high enough to be compared with Dugu Yihe and Ximen Blowing Snow. But under Ah Fei's thunderous sword momentum, the middle-aged man under his sword edge was unscathed, and his steps were stepped, wandering in the storm, thunder and lightning-like sword momentum, like a leisurely stroll.

Syllable!

Unable to take down one of the people he hated the most, Ah Fei's expression finally changed, the blade of the sword in his hand turned, and the luster of the sun above the sky was taken away by the rusty sword in his hand, turning into an extremely powerful blade.

The dazzling sword light stabbed out and stabbed towards the man in front of him, the speed of the sword was so fast, and the tricks were so wonderful that it could almost be compared to the move of the White Cloud City Lord Ye Gucheng.

Swish!

Ah Fei's sword surpassed the hundreds of swords in front of him, almost a collection of hundreds of swords in front of him, and the power was shocking.

And the sword facing him, the man with a jade face and red lips and a face like a crown of jade finally showed a hint of playfulness for the first time, and smiled leisurely:

"That's not a bad move!"

Syllable!

As he spoke, the middle-aged man stretched out two fingers and grabbed Ah Fei's life-killing sword, and there was a crisp sound.

With a crisp sound, Ah Fei's sword momentum, which was originally like a divine dragon going out to sea, suddenly retracted, and the dazzling sword light completely dispersed.

Everything, finally calm back!

Swish!

Ah Fei's rusty sword blade had already fallen between two fingers at this time, and the famous flying swordsman's fatal sword did not even hurt the opponent's hair, but was caught with two fingers.

Tick! Tick! Tick!

Drops of sweat oozed from Ah Fei's forehead and slid down his fair face, revealing a trace of pain in the depths of his eyes that were originally like lone wolves.

"Your kung fu is okay," the middle-aged man slowly let go of Ah Fei's sword blade and smiled lightly, "I'm just like this at your age." ”

When Ah Fei heard this, his expression paused, his eyes crossed the depths of pain, and he said silently: "But this is not enough. ”

"My mother said that unless I can defeat you and him one day, I will never be truly successful."

Boom!

Hearing Ah Fei mention his mother, the middle-aged man's originally chic figure trembled slightly, and a trace of reminiscence appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Your mother is unwilling to accept the slightest favor from others all her life, even when she is at her most depressed, she is not willing to ask others for help, and she doesn't know whether it is right or wrong."

"My mother can't be wrong." Ah Fei said coldly, with an indescribable tiredness in his tone, and he didn't know if he wanted to convince the middle-aged man in front of him, or if he wanted to convince himself.

"Maybe!" The middle-aged man sighed with a gloomy expression.

"You're back, what about him?" After a pause, Ah Fei asked such a question.

He?

Who is he?

The middle-aged man faced his only relative and said slowly: "He, of course, is back." ”

"Do you want to see him?"

Want to see you?

Hearing this question, Ah Fei's expression was indescribably complicated, this young man like a lone wolf, since he was born, he has been burdened with everything that others can't imagine.

"If you have a fate, you can naturally see it." Ah Fei was silent for a while, and then said quietly.

"Hmm." When he heard Ah Fei's answer, a trace of appreciation crossed the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he nodded lightly.

"Ah Fei!" The middle-aged man and Ah Fei were opposite, and they looked at each other and were speechless for a while. The atmosphere in the courtyard also became dull.

I don't know how long it has been, but a call rings in their ears.

Swish!

Ah Fei and the middle-aged man turned their heads, and they saw a down-and-out middle-aged man with a wine jug in his hand appearing in front of them.