The sword is bloodstained!

Su Yu knew that his sword not only pierced Chu Xue's heart, but also hurt himself, people are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless, these years of companionship he has long regarded Chu Xue as a dear person.

Su Yu once thought that there was one thing he couldn't learn about Xie Xiaofeng's sword, and that was the sadness in the sword.

But the previous sword made Su Yu understand that in the future, there will be that kind of indelible sadness on his sword.

Kneeling on the snow, Su Yu looked at Chu Xue's corpse, and was silent for a long time, everything in the past flashed in his mind like slow motion, and after a long time, he picked up Chu Xue's corpse, as well as his teapot, and walked out.

Cuiyun Peak, Green Water Lake, this place has become his sad place, he suddenly wanted to leave, and he didn't say goodbye to Xie Xiaofeng.

Just when he was about to walk out of Cuiyun Peak, he suddenly felt a little cold on his face, Su Yu raised his head and looked at the sky, the goose-featherlike snow fell down at some point, this sudden stop of the wind and snow was about to start again, Su Yu stood still, he suddenly thought of the night fifteen years ago, he came to Cuiyun Peak with the first snow, that night was also a snowy night, when he came, it was also a snowstorm.

"Alas..."Su Yu suddenly sighed softly, he suddenly wanted to drink, because wine can numb himself.

Twenty years, Su Defeat's departure is twenty years, he wandered on the rivers and lakes in a daze, no one recognized it, and no one could recognize it, because the people on the rivers and lakes didn't think that the sloppy old man in front of him would be the Su Undefeated who was in the limelight at the beginning.

There has never been a shortage of people in this river and lake, and there is no shortage of legends, and a group of old people are dying of old age, and countless people are pouring in.

Su Yu was very sloppy, so sloppy that he couldn't find a clean place all over his body, and the mud was congealed in his hair, but the package he was carrying behind him was very clean, and in the package was a porcelain the size of a wine jug, the porcelain was wiped clean and translucent, and it contained the ashes of Chu Xue, which he had been carrying with him all these years.

Chu Xue said that she wanted to get out of Cuiyun Peak and see the scenery of this world.

Over the years, Su Wei has been walking, he has walked through the endless grassland, climbed countless magnificent peaks, also drifted in the turbulent ocean, and also lingered in the ice field of the dead valley, the scorching desert, the bright green primeval ancient forest, he has forgotten how many worldly scenery he has seen.

Over the years, he has never touched the sword, and even forgot the existence of the sword many times.

Until the end, Su was in tears, and he suddenly wanted to go back to Cuiyun Peak to see the mountain, the water, the swimming fish, and the old man.

Cuiyun Peak has not changed like that over the years, the water of the Green Water Lake is still so clear, and when Su Yu stepped back here, he found that everything here has not changed much from when he left, even the two grass huts.

It's just that after so many years of wind and rain, the thatched hut is even more broken.

Su Fu walked into the Green Water Lake, took a hand of water and sprinkled it on his face, looking at the face reflected on the lake, Su Wei smiled, and then he soaked his feet in the Green Water Lake, looking at the Green Water Lake in a daze.

Sand... Sand...

A sound of footsteps sounded behind Su Wei, Su Wei didn't look back to know who it was, a more elderly face appeared on the reflection of the lake, Su Wei grinned, "Long time no see..."

"Is the scenery outside?" the old man's voice became more hoarse, and wrinkles covered his entire face, making his eye sockets more sunken, and his gaze was no longer as clear as before.

"Okay, but no matter how good it is, it can't reach this mountain, water and lake, and I want to come back to see when I'm tired of the first snow, and I happen to be tired and want to come back, but fortunately you're still there." Su Yu shook his feet, and the surrounding swimming fish avoided them one after another.

"This tea was picked in the early snow, and I have not been very willing to drink it all these years..."The old man handed Su Yu the teapot, and the faint fragrance of tea lingered in the air.

Over the years, Su Yu has been drinking, and he doesn't drink much tea, and he has forgotten that he has drunk tea.

Taking the teapot, Su Yu took a sip of tea directly from the teapot spout, and was silent for a long time before he said with a smile: "It's not sweet or bitter, it's plain and moderate, it's just right... After so many years, your tea art has gradually increased a lot. ”

"After you left, I rarely made tea, not because my tea art has improved, but because your mood has changed. The old man slowly squatted down, lying on the grass, looking up at the blue and clear sky, his breathing gradually weakened, and the weak Su Yu couldn't hear it.

Wow...

The teapot in Su Fu's hand slipped and fell into the green water lake, splashing water, Su Yu turned around, looked at the old man who seemed to be taking a nap, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't speak.

It wasn't until a long time later that Su Yu sighed lightly, "Go all the way..."

The legend will also wither one day, people will live for a lifetime, and the grass and trees will eventually wither.

"Gah... Gah..."

In the sky above Cuiyun Peak, the wild geese left a long-lasting cry in the past.

The grass and trees withered and the geese returned to the south, and when the early autumn was approaching, the old man who was once known as the sword god was gone.

Before sunset, there were two more mountain bags in front of the thatched hut, one of which was Xie Xiaofeng's and the other was the first snow.

The entire Cuiyun Peak was even quieter, and only Su Luo walked around, Su Luo walked to the grass house, squatted down and dug up the ground, and soon, he dug out what he wanted, a rusty ancient sword.

This sword, it was stained with the blood of Chu Xue, Su Yu used this sword to kill Chu Xue, over the years, Xie Xiaofeng did not pick up this sword, so many years have passed, this sword has been sealed here.

Su Yu blew the dust on the sword, flicked the sword body, the sword trembled slightly, and the melodious sound of the sword spread throughout the entire Cuiyun Peak, disturbing the swimming fish in the green water lake.

Dancing the sword, after so many years, Su Yu held the sword again, his state of mind was as quiet as a green water lake, and his swordsmanship was as messy as the mountain wind blowing in the Cuiyun Peak.

One mountain, one water, one person, one sword, Su defeated the sword in the autumn wind, danced the sword in the winter snow, danced the sword in the spring rain, danced the sword in the summer sun, year after year, no one to cut the weeds around the grass hut to grow crazy, over those mountains, over Su Defeat's waist.

Until the beginning of the spring rain one year, a cold voice sounded in Su Fu's mind, waking Su Yu up.

"Congratulations to the host for comprehending the sword intent to the realm of the Grandmaster......"

"Congratulations to the host sword skill for breaking through the heavens - heaven and earth are burned and raised to the realm of the grandmaster..."

"Congratulations to the host for comprehending the sword intent of only killing..."

"Congratulations to the host for comprehending the fourteenth sword technique... Raised to the realm of pure fire..."

"Congratulations to the dormitory for comprehending the fifteenth sword of sword skills... Raise to the level of mastery..."

This is the voice of the system, Su Yu stopped moving, and sighed softly: "It's finally here, it's time to leave." ”

Only the mourning sword intent is Xie Xiaofeng's sword intent, and only the killing sword intent is Yan Shisan's sword intent.

The ancient sword in Su Yu's hand was stained with the blood of Chu Xue, breaking the sword path seed in Chu Xue's heart, but the sword path seed did not collapse, but merged into the sword in his hand with the blood of Chu Xue.

Over the years, the breath on this sword has more or less entered Su Luo's body with Su Luo's sword dance, which is the breath of Yan Thirteen Sword Dao.

Later, Su Yu comprehended Yan Shisan's sword intent, and at the beginning, Su Shi was resistant, but there was the breath of the first snow in the sword intent, so he was no longer so resistant.

The darkness once again flooded Su Fu's vision, and Su Fu knew that it was time for him to get out of here.

"Goodbye Hatsuyuki... Goodbye Xie Xiaofeng... Goodbye Cuiyun Peak, Green Water Lake..."Su Yu muttered softly, his figure suddenly disappeared in the spring rain.

In the Great Wilderness, Su Yu's closed eyes suddenly opened...... (To be continued.) )