Su Zhu clamped the horse's belly, rode the horse forward, and Jiang Yueyue and Wu Gongyang hurriedly followed, but there was a doubt in his heart, but when he got closer, he heard an exclamation, and the purple-shirted boy on the horseback turned his head slightly, and saw the little girl in the red dress with tears on her face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Mother?!" Jiang Yueyue's eyes were red, and she jumped off the horse at once, stepped on the ground with exquisite leather boots, and stomped in front of the woman who also had tears on her face.

The woman looked at her appearance as a half-aged in her thirties, the charm still existed, and she was also dressed as a woman in the rivers and lakes, she didn't seem to be very old, but her real age was already around fifty, Su Zhu looked at her carefully, her heart was slightly stunned, and then glanced at the quaint knife on her waist, and vaguely understood something.

Wu Gongyang looked puzzled, he had not been in and out of the rivers and lakes for too long, and he didn't know much about the little girl, but he had just heard the rumors of the purple-shirted boy and the red-clothed woman, even if he was traveling together now, he didn't know anything about Jiang Yueyue's life experience and family situation, and he didn't know what the situation was.

The woman excitedly hugged Jiang Yueyue into her arms, the mother and daughter were separated for several years, how could it be if she didn't miss her, but she was not an ordinary woman, how resolute the men and women in the rivers and lakes were, and they would not cry sentimentally, just held the little girl in her arms, stroked Jiang Yueyue's little face with rain, and said lovingly: "Yueyue, my mother is here......"

It's the warmest picture in the world.

"Mother......" The little girl cried, this picture should be very touching, at least the Wu Ram on the side seemed to be very touched, his mouth was grunting and he didn't know what he was feeling, the purple-shirted boy who was not humane was calm, looking at it quietly, all the fragments of his memory were scattered in his mind, but this feeling seemed to be familiar, I am afraid that he had this feeling of parting, in short, his heart was not comfortable, his eyes were changing, and there were some strange emotions.

Sunlight penetrates the trees. Leave dappled light and shadow on the ground.

The mother and daughter said some gossip, the little girl wiped away her tears, but her eyes were still full of tears, and the woman looked at Su Zhu and Wu Ram. After all nodded, she said to Su Zhu, "Master Su." ”

Su Zhu opened his mouth and said, "Sword Saint...... Zhao Er? "There's a lot of uncertainty in the words.

The woman said casually, "Yes." ”

Wu Gongyang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this meant, but Jiang Yueyue reacted and asked in disbelief: "Mother...... What did you say? ”

Although the woman is not young. But her face was still charming, she smiled slightly, rubbed the hair of the little girl in the red dress, and said lightly: "I am Zhao Li, and Zhao Er, the Zhao Er who is rumored in the rivers and lakes, and the Zhao Er who uses a knife." ”

In that wind and snow, the sword saint Zhao Er who broke his body in two.

Jiang Yueyue and Wu Ram stood in place as if they were struck by lightning, and their simple words were like spring thunder blasting in their ears.

After all, there is no one on the rivers and lakes of the sword saint who does not know. Whether it is the great rivers and lakes of Nuo, or the Great Zhou Tianzi in the temple, or ordinary people, who doesn't know those three half-immortals in the world? Who doesn't know that the Sword Saint who killed more than a hundred martial arts masters alone in the Broken Wind Cliff? The world's preference means high and low in the past, but the famous sword saint Zhao Er, who has had ups and downs in his life, has heard rumors about him as long as he is a person. When he was young, no one has broken the record of climbing to the top of the car in three days, but there are very few people who have actually seen the Sword Saint, isn't it because everyone who has seen him is dead?

However, the sword saint Zhao Er turned out to be a woman? How is this possible? For Zhao Er's male body. For this third-ranked sword sage of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who would doubt that he turned out to be a woman? This is ridiculous, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fantasy.

The woman smiled slightly, brushed up her long hair, put on a little makeup, and after a few breaths. suddenly turned into a handsome man with a white face and no beard.

Looking at Zhao Er, who looked like a man in front of her, Jiang Yueyue couldn't shout the word "mother" for a long time.

Wu Gongyang's expression was shocked, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't say a word.

A few fallen leaves fell to the ground along the spring breeze, some blades of grass flew up, Su Zhu's clothes were slightly agitated, jumped off the horse, and asked, "Transfiguration?" ”

"When I was young, I traveled to Izumo, in addition to meeting Yueyue's father, I met Jiang Yun, an old demon who had not yet set foot in the world at that time, and he taught me that it was really easy to use." Zhao Er smiled.

It is rumored in the world that the sword saint Zhao Er's whereabouts are unpredictable, and he has come and gone without a trace, I am afraid that this is the reason.

Su Zhu glanced at the quaint Qingfeng exposed half of Zhao Er's waist, this should be the famous broken string knife, the little girl in the red dress looked at this mother who looked very similar to her father, and was silent for a long time, and asked, "Mother, why did you leave me in the snow in the first place?" ”

Zhao Er said softly: "Because I want to avenge your father." ”

Jiang Yueyue's heart trembled, and she asked, "Mother, how did Dad die?" ”

The sword saint in this daughter's body sighed slightly, there were some complicated emotions in her eyes, and finally said: "Die in the hands of Mao Fengyu." ”

"What?" Jiang Yueyue and Wu Ram were all taken aback, and even the purple-shirted young man on the side showed a look of surprise, you can imagine how amazing this ending is.

Zhao Er said slowly: "Your father Jiang Xingjian, when I first met him, he was still a disciple of the Tianfeng Sword Pavilion, and the specific Sword Pavilion should have completely declined five years ago, but he followed back to Da Zhou after meeting me at that time, which can be regarded as a betrayal." Your father's talent is good, and after I gave birth to you, his martial arts are even more perfect, and he has entered the threshold of returning to the basics, and there have been his deeds in the reckless rivers and lakes, but now they are gone. ”

The rivers and lakes are forgetful and affectionate, and they are similar to the literati, since ancient times, people and deeds that are more distant than five years, who remembers?

Sighing slightly, the sword saint dressed as a man said again: "It was five years ago, after that day changed, your father got something that the world couldn't think of, that is the immortal soldier." ”

"Immortal soldiers?!" Shaoxia Wu Ram and Jiang Yueyue both exclaimed in surprise.

Five years ago, the day of the change of heaven, the heavenly immortals held the heavenly soldiers to control the auspicious clouds, sweeping away the heirs of the troubled world, naturally no one will forget, and the power of the heavenly soldiers, but also in the world set off wind and thunder, the world has said that the heavenly soldiers, I am invincible, is the silent praise of the heavenly soldiers.

"It is rumored in the world that the palm of the immortal soldier, I am invincible, this is not unreasonable, after your father got the immortal soldier, he knew that its prestige is not a castle in the air, but can really control the life and death of mortals, so he was ambitious and ready to use the immortal soldier to dominate the martial arts, at that time I had not yet entered the world of half immortals, and I had no opinion on his ideas, and I didn't feel that it was wrong, but at that time, Mao Fengyu, who had entered the realm of half immortals in the world, walked out of the iron city."

"Then he killed Jiang Xingjian and took away the Heavenly Soldiers?" Su Zhu asked.

Zhao Er shook his head: "The heavenly soldier was buried by him at the source of the Yujiang River, and he went with the flow, I am afraid that he will never be able to find it again, but the world does not know about this matter, the world only knows that Jiang Xingjian is dead, but they don't know the whereabouts of the heavenly soldier, and it is generally believed that the heavenly soldier is in the hands of Jiang Xingjian's daughter, and now that the Snow Shadow Knife has exposed Yueyue's identity, I came here." ”

"So mother, you threw me into the snow five years ago to do penance...... Is it to escape the turmoil? Jiang Yueyue said in a trembling voice.

Zhao Er's expression was soft, and his eyes were gloomy and lonely, and there were memories and memories.

That year, the appearance of the disciple of the Tianfeng Sword Pavilion who went down the mountain with the sword is still vivid, the same spring is getting stronger, the same is the path in the forest, she is holding the snow shadow knife, and the shabby guy is just an iron sword made by an ordinary blacksmith, and he can't even touch a few copper plates on his body, and even the dough cake is bought for him by himself, but he also said that Jiang Xingjian wants to unify the martial arts and become the leader of the martial arts alliance.

At that time, he just chuckled and didn't answer.

In a flash, more than ten years of thoughts passed.

In the end, the joke almost came true, but it was almost a little bit of domination...... But after all, it's just a little bit off.

Zhao Er looked at his daughter and said to Su Zhu: "Son, she will entrust it to you in Yueyue." ”

Su Zhu nodded.

Zhao Er turned to leave, and the Broken String Knife shone in the sun.

"Mother, where are you going?" The little girl suddenly shouted nervously.

"Go and avenge your father."

The voice is ethereal, and when I look at it again, it is clear that there is no trace, no trace.

The purple-shirted boy next to the bad horse grabbed the red-clothed girl who wanted to chase over, grabbed her shoulder, and the red-eyed girl turned around and beat desperately, but no matter how she scratched and bit on his arm, he couldn't let go, but he sighed slightly in his heart.

Looking at the young man Wu Ram again, his expression is even more complicated, this famous swordsman knows a lot about human feelings, and he is far more sentimental than this young man in purple shirt with a cold nature, if it weren't for the lack of ink in his chest, he really wanted to splash three thousand ink here and express his chest, but at this moment, he just sighed and stroked the nameless sword behind him.

Jianghu people, happy and hateful, are very different from literati who can only criticize with words, but they have been the same since ancient times.

The world doesn't know the body of the daughter of this sword saint, and they don't know that she used to be as clever and smiling as a mortal woman, and even went to learn female red for someone, and the hand that originally carried the knife to kill was pierced by the tip of the needle Many small scars, but these scars are nothing, leaving the snow shadow knife to her daughter, and replacing it with a broken string knife that is not actually in her hand. Sword Immortal Mao Fengyu killed Jiang Xingjian with a sword, it is actually not wrong, at least it is enough to be praised in the martial arts rivers and lakes, but Zhao Er, who proves the way of the sword with the way of killing, does not pay attention to the so-called who is right and who is wrong, who is right and who is wrong.

You killed my husband, rightly or wrongly, shouldn't you let me take revenge?

Zhao Er drifted away, all the way south, and looked in the direction of Jiatiecheng.

The Broken String Knife suddenly hummed.

Her sword path reached its peak at this moment. (To be continued.) )