Chapter 265: Fate

The first snow that fell on the Western Cool Snow Field.

Here it is.

The name of the sword.

Although the Xiliang Sword Pavilion has a hobby of searching for famous swords everywhere, all generations of pavilion masters have swords that they want to get all their lives. But this first snow has been passed down from generation to generation in the Xiliang Sword Pavilion from beginning to end, and it has a very long history.

Xiliang Sword Pavilion claims that this sword has a history of 1,000 years, which is a bit ridiculous in Zhu Luan's opinion, but at least more than 500 years ago.

And according to the words of an acquaintance of Zhu Luan, this sword should be made of meteoric iron.

The white meteorite iron used to make this sword is also extremely rare in the history of Middle-earth for tens of thousands of years.

Later, the current Snow Mountain Clan's Protoss Treasure, Cold Moon, was the only blade that could be made of the same material. But after that, because Princess Bei Yingluan gave it to the child, it was tightly wrapped by the child every day, and few people saw the true face.

But the first snow is different, although the days when it crisscrossed the continent have passed. But back then, the young Dugu Sword took it down the mountain, and it was with this sword that he won the name of "Sword Master" in the entire Middle-earth Continent.

And such a sword, after Mo Han won the first place in the sword fighting conference for the third time, was given to him by the Xiliang Sword Saint in public.

This sword is not the master of the Sword Pavilion, but a symbol of the heir of the Sword Pavilion.

Although under the opposition of Mrs. Mu, the Xiliang Sword Saint did not announce this matter in public, as long as this sword was hung on Mo Han's waist, once something happened to the Xiliang Sword Saint, he would be the next generation of pavilion masters.

In the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, which pursues the phrase that it is a sword, now this sword is Mo Han himself.

It's all he.

And at this time, in front of everyone's eyes, when the disciples of Xiliang Sword Pavilion were dumbfounded, Su Qing was stunned and didn't even care about his image at this moment, and was hung by Mo Han on Ruan Qing's waist.

Does he know what he's doing?

This sword is not something that can be borrowed casually!

Even if they are fellow Sword Pavilion disciples!

Even Ruan Qing, who was angry because of Mo Han's admission of defeat before, was stunned.

She didn't think as much as the others, but even if she was cold and reclusive, she knew one thing.

If this sword is broken, Mo Han will lose the possibility of inheriting the Sword Pavilion.

You must know that Su Qing's mother, their senior mother, was furious when the Xiliang Sword Saint gave this sword to Mo Han, and angrily scolded Mo Han for not being worthy of this sword at all!

In the eyes of that Mrs. Mu, this sword belonged to the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, and it was naturally their family's thing.

Their family's things, naturally, after the death of the Xiliang Sword Saint, were Su Qing's things.

But Xiliang Sword Saint treated Madame Mu indifferently and ignored her anger.

In the end, the sword was left by Mo Han's side, and Mo Han was really difficult to grasp any handle, and Mrs. Mu couldn't do anything to him when she didn't like him.

But at the moment when he gave himself such a significant sword, Ruan Qing could imagine how much blame and risk he would have to face in the future.

"You ......"

Looking at the man smiling gently in front of him, Ruan Qing pursed his lips.

He wasn't wrong, she needed the sword.

The benefits of the first snow are famous all over the world.

Now, even if there is a little help that can help her win this test, she will do her best to fight for it, not to mention a sharp blade like Chu Xue.

She just didn't understand why he was doing this.

She and he are just brother and sister in name, if he said before that he was not sure that he would win today, there is still some truth, but why should he ...... the first snow

It's not easy to admit defeat, so why ......

"You're going to win, right?" As if seeing through the doubts of his cold junior sister, Mo Han smiled.

He knew she didn't understand.

But he didn't want her to understand.

"I know, you've been looking for something."

Mo Han looked at Ruan Qing, who looked up with his words, and sighed in his heart.

"Since you want to get it at all costs, then don't be so scruples." He stared calmly at the thin woman in front of him, and reached out to reach out to the woman's face...... The next moment, his palm fell, falling onto Ruan Qing's shoulder.

"Senior brother will cheer you on."

Looking at the stunned Ruan Qing Mo Han smiled, "The statement I heard from the Zhou people seems to be quite appropriate?" ”

The next moment, still a teenager, he stretched out his other hand and put Ruan Qing's hand on the hilt of Chu Xue's sword.

"Go make that wish come true, for our Sword Pavilion."

For your own sake.

He didn't say anything.

Said from the bottom of my heart.

……

……

Mo Han conceded defeat.

With the sound of the bell, this news completely became a reality, and the crowd was in an uproar and looked at each other, but many practitioners accepted this fact in their hearts.

It is indeed unnecessary to have internal friction in the same door, it is better to admit defeat to another person and stay to advance to the next round.

It's just that no one thought that it was Mo Han instead of Ruan Qing who admitted defeat.

Completely break the expectations of all Da Zhou people.

Even the faces of the disciples of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion were not very good-looking.

Compared with the unreasonable operation of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, this pair of senior brothers was much more normal after that.

Yes, after the end of the same room in the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, with the examiner's roll call, another pair of brothers in the same room appeared.

The second game of the second day of the trial battle.

Song Huaizhu is right.

The monk of Yayuan Xuezhai in Shanzhou.

This lottery is really very spiritual.

In the midst of the discussion of the onlookers, Zhu Luan exhaled slowly, knowing that this was also a matter of time or time.

As long as he doesn't fight to the last person, Monk Xuezhai will meet Song Huaizhu.

And the significance of this monk's participation in the examination is probably here.

After the bell of the beginning, the bell of the end was ushered in on the high platform.

Xuezhai monk admitted defeat at the beginning.

"Why is this the case?"

"Is this still going to work?"

This one was originally not to be fought.

Zhu Luan opened his eyes and looked at the pair of strange brothers standing opposite each other on the high platform.

They don't look alike in the slightest, but they have bonds that others don't realize.

is different from the pair of Sword Pavilion brothers and sisters who obviously have different intentions, the admitting defeat of this pair of brothers is quite neat.

"It's a pity that I didn't draw you in the semi-finals," Monk Xuezhai said regretfully on the high platform.

He also wants to play one more round, at least to eliminate one more strong opponent for his senior brother.

"Don't be too greedy," Song Huaizhu looked at him and said quietly, "It's already good, thank you for your hard work, Xuezhai." ”

Monk Xuezhai shook his head, looked at the few remaining moves in the audience out of the corner of his eyes, and sighed in his heart, in fact, he had a secret wish in his heart.

At the very least, let him meet the woman first.

But now it seems that it is impossible.

Under the stunned gaze of the onlookers, the two brothers stepped off the high platform.

Everyone's eyes fell on the four remaining people under the high platform.

At this time, people were shocked to find that there were only two games left in the quarterfinals.

Completely different from yesterday's melee, today's battle is simply impossible for anyone who writes war reports in the library to write.

Is this still going to be fought?

At this moment, the examiner's voice sounded again.

Everyone was shocked, and Nianhuazang looked at the girl beside him!

There are too few people left, who will be in this battle next?

Will it be......

"Taiping Mountain House, Huizhou Xie Yuan, Zhu Ying."

Here it comes.

Zhu Luan closed his eyes.

"To the Western Liang Sword Pavilion."

"Su Qing."