Chu Shishu didn't know until a long time after entering the door that his master was a real person who had cultivated promisingly, and he rushed to get married to him because he was passing by and seeing the demonic spirit.

It's a chance, and it's an opportunity. Chu Shishu dreamed day and night that she killed Song Sheng with her own hands, and woke up in the middle of the night as if she was swimming in the water, she believed that God was helping her and asking her to kill the enemy.

Chu Shishu just started, just an ordinary mortal woman, who had never danced a sword or a sword, so that when she just learned swordsmanship, she injured herself eight times out of ten moves, she gritted her teeth and wrapped the bandage casually twice, and then continued to train. She knew that she was stupid, and even the master was watching from the side, she sighed again and again, but she couldn't give up, the blood feud was only remembered by herself, and the nightmare entanglement made her stronger and stronger day by day.

In the past three years, Shi Shu has been doing the basic skills day and night, and when he finally entered the door, he touched the corners of what he had learned, Xuan Ling nodded approvingly, and said that he was going to travel around and kill demons everywhere to maintain local stability.

Shi Shu naturally supported the master, and before leaving, he made a big table of good dishes for the master, which was called a farewell, but in fact, he felt guilty in his heart for delaying the master for so much time, and it was rare for the master to be so good-tempered that he did not expel himself from the master in anger.

Xuan Ling was very happy to eat, and said that it would be good to accept a female apprentice, and he would make delicious meals, Chu Shishu knew that he was actually the only female disciple under the sect.

After being full of wine and food, Xuan Ling took out some books and medicines from the Qiankun bag, and told Chu Shishu to take good care of himself like a father who traveled far away, and that he could learn the knowledge in the book on his own in his absence, and not slack off on his practice, and contact himself as he taught him if something happened.

After saying one set after another, Shi Shu smiled and responded one by one, until Xuan Ling himself felt that there was nothing to say, so he reluctantly cast a spell and left.

With nothing to do left and right, Shi Shu picked an ancient book and looked through it, mostly formations and five elements, as well as some swordsmanship.

As soon as she fell into a trance, she read the whole book, looked up and realized that it was already night, stretched her waist, paced out of the door, and looked at the stars in the sky to give birth to a little loneliness.

What a good night, if Song Sheng is here...... How nice it would be!

Thinking of this, Chu Shishu only felt that a breath of depression was stuffed in her chest and it was difficult to express, how could she fill her resentment without revenge? Holding a sword in his hand, he held a sword flower, danced the sword pose, stepped on the cold wind, and one move seemed to pierce the night sky with boundless hatred. After finishing a set of swordsmanship, Shi Shu put away his sword, don't look over it and quietly let the tears fall.

If you can let go of grievances and grievances, and devote yourself to subduing demons and eliminating demons, with his wisdom and transparency, why worry about not being able to achieve great things.

Chu Shishu knew that the master wanted her to let go, but how could she let go?

As soon as she remembered that her hand had personally stabbed Song Sheng to death with a sharp weapon, the warmth of the blood seemed to be still burning on her hand, and she couldn't put it down. In this world, she can't get rid of it, this is her sin, and it has become her calamity.

Eighteen years of dedication to cultivation in the mountains, one day at noon, Chu Shishu was still studying books, but saw that there was a demon under the city tyranny, thinking that there was a monster rampant in the world, so he immediately raised his sword and went down the mountain, followed the demon to find the demon who was about to do evil, pinched the sword trick and jumped up and stabbed the monster's back, and the demon immediately fled away after eating pain.

Putting away the sword, Chu Shishu hurriedly checked whether there were any casualties, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a handsome man hiding in the crowd who was still trembling in fear. 、

In an instant, panic, pain, doubt, and excitement all came to my heart, and in the end, there was only joy and longing in my eyes. Is it Song Sheng? Is it her Song Sheng? This face is no different from Song Sheng.

She raised her foot and wanted to confirm, but saw the old woman next to her holding Song Sheng into her arms, and hurriedly asked with the fear of the rest of her life, "Yi'er, is there anything wrong with you, are you injured?" ”

That 'Yi'er' instantly sobered Chu Shishu up. Song Sheng is dead, how can this person still be his own Song Sheng? This person is just too similar to Song Sheng, but he will never be Song Sheng, Song Sheng has died in his own hands, how can he still be delusional and pretend that nothing has happened!

Turning around, with embarrassment and grief, Chu Shishu fled.