Luo Yunqing cried, and Yu Qiushui saw him crying for the first time. It's normal for a child of his age to cry and make a fuss, but Yu Qiushui thought that he would never cry, because he always seemed so innocent and lively, and he was brazen.

"It's true that I'm not an apprentice of the Roselle craftsman. Peach Blossom Swordsman Luo Xiaofeng, he was the only apprentice of Luo Shen Craftsman, but he loved to study swordsmanship. One day he asked his master when he would be able to go down the mountain, because he wanted to go to this world. Locker told him that one day, he would be able to refine the strongest sword in the world, and he would be able to go down the mountain. ”

Luo Yunqing said as he drank wine, two lines of tears hung on his face, making him look weak and pitiful.

At that time, Luo Xiaofeng was not yet thirty years old, young and vigorous. He said that there is no strongest sword in this world at all, only the strongest swordsman. So one day, he insisted on going down the mountain, abandoning his wife, abandoning his newborn child, and taking the first iron sword he had made in the sword furnace. That year was the year when the Sword Immortal List was first formed, and countless swordsmen went to Wandu City, wanting to leave a place on the Sword Immortal List. Luo Xiaofeng was naturally the same, he wanted to prove that what he said was right, he went on the road with an iron sword, and he was full of confidence and suffered defeat outside Peach Blossom Village. A drunkard and a peach branch allowed him to win the top spot of the sword immortal list that year. ”

"He shouldn't go, he shouldn't go, I told him that when he meets a real master and a sword, the sword in his hand will become his greatest weakness. Yu Qiushui held his head, his eyes wandered like sparks, and his mouth chattered.

"Yes, Xiao Ruyi defeated Luo Xiaofeng in this way, Luo Xiaofeng did not die at that time, but there was no difference between death and death, and the days when he couldn't touch the sword were simply torment for a swordsman who loved his sword like his life. Just half a year ago, Luo Xiaofeng died, at the hands of an unknown swordsman, and he walked peacefully, with a smile on his face. Luo Yunqing stared at Yu Qiushui, his eyes inexplicably sad and resentful.

"That's right, I killed him, I killed him. Hahahaha!" Yu Qiushui suddenly burst out laughing, there were not many people around, and when they heard this sudden wild laughter, they all looked at him strangely.

"Back then, I met Luo Xiaofeng outside Peach Blossom Village, and he invited me to go to the Ming Sword Pavilion to participate in the Sword Immortal Competition, but I refused. So he went alone and luckily won the top spot of the Sword Immortal List. Yu Qiushui's eyes suddenly became hollow again.

"Later, in the competition between him and Xiao Ruyi, the sword was really broken, he lost that game, and also lost the qualification as a swordsman, he was very painful, and he kept trying to get back on his feet, until half a year ago, he told me that he was seriously ill and wanted to die under my sword. ”

Yu Qiushui bit his lip stubbornly, only in this way could this resolute swordsman not cry.

"So I fulfilled him, if you want revenge, come to me, and when I defeat Xiao Ruyi, I will give you my life. ”

"I've heard another one. Luo Yunqing listened quietly, the tears in the corners of his eyes gradually dried on his face, fading the original crimson of his cheeks.

He said that you didn't have the self-confidence back then, insisting that only with a sword could you be worthy of being called a swordsman, so you didn't want to participate in the competition with a mahogany sword. So Luo Xiaofeng went, he wanted to tell you through his own strength that it was a swordsman who made a sword, not a sword that made a swordsman. ”

But he lost. Yu Qiushui said stubbornly.

"He didn't lose, he really didn't take Xiao Ruyi's sword back then, he didn't lose on the sword, but really lost on the swordsmanship, so he had no regrets. Luo Yunqing immediately interrupted Yu Qiushui's words.

"Do you have no regrets? So after holding on for so long, is it just my wishful thinking?" Yu Qiushui smiled bitterly, he couldn't accept this reality.

He said that there is something in everyone's heart that needs to be guarded, Xiao Ruyi's sword is full of confidence, and your sword is full of loneliness, he has never seen a lonely person like you, because of loneliness, so afraid, because of loneliness, so strong. Uncle, what you lacked was never a sword. Luo Yunqing's voice became smaller and smaller, and he lay on the table and fell asleep.

I don't know when it started, it's already dark.

Yu Qiushui sat alone for a long time, and finally he seemed to have figured out something, smiled slightly and gently picked up Luo Yunqing on the chair, and when he picked it up, he was still holding the empty wine jar in his arms, smashing his mouth beautifully, as if he had eaten the Manchu and Han banquets again in his dream.

"You asked me why I agreed to let you follow me that day, it was because of loneliness!" Yu Qiushui whispered in Luo Yunqing's ear.

Maybe tomorrow, it should be over.

He hugged Luo Yunchao and walked towards the guest room on the second floor.

It was dawn soon, and before noon, the Fulu Inn was still overcrowded.

When Luo Yunqing got up, Yu Qiushui was already sitting in front of the window, quietly looking at the ring outside the door through the window.

He was waiting for the man to appear.

Seeing that Luo Yunqing got up, Yu Qiushui nodded lightly as usual, and then returned to indifference, and they both kept silent about last night.

"Awake?"

"Hmm. Luo Yunqing opened his mouth and yawned in response.

"Let's go down. Yu Qiushui picked up the sword he carried every day, and threw the wine jug into Luo Yunqing's arms as usual.

Luo Yunqing shook the gourd, the wine inside seemed to be almost empty, and Yu Qiushui seemed to have not slept all night, leaning there to drink.

Earlier than Yu Qiushui, it was the spectators, but they left a path for Yu Qiushui to enter the ring.

Xiao Chengfeng was comfortable, he chartered the entire second-floor inn, and he was the only one sitting there, looking at Yu Qiushui in the ring condescendingly.

Except for the two servants who fanned him, no one else could come up.

"I guess, it's going to be a seizure. He looked at Yu Qiushui, who was standing in the ring with his hands in his hands, and muttered softly.

Immediately, Xiao Chengfeng's gaze looked into the distance, and four men in black were walking slowly, and where they passed, everyone gave way one after another, because everyone knew the sword patterns on their clothes.

The sword head of the Sword Pavilion in Wandu City challenges the first place on the Sword Immortal List, and such a major event needs to be witnessed by four sword heads at the same time.

They nodded at Xiao Chengfeng on the high platform, then bowed to Yu Qiushui, and stood on the four sides of the ring, and people made room for them, for fear of disturbing the execution of the sentence by the head of the sword.

When everything is done, just wait for the man to show up.

The sun rose high in the sky, shining the ring on the ground extraordinarily dazzling, in such a hot weather, the man in the black robe slowly walked out of the crowd, the blue sword in his hand was like a secluded ancient well, glowing with a dazzling cold light.

"You're finally here. Yu Qiushui's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he could feel the sword qi coming from the shop, which was very strong and fierce.

This is a dangerous aura, and Xiao Ruyi hasn't felt it for a long time.

The sword qi on Yu Qiushui's body carried endless despair, like the only lone star in the night, dazzling and lonely.

His hands trembled slightly, it was a kind of excitement, even the Aolai Sword was excited.

It's been far, too long since he's actually met an opponent.

Xiao Ruyi jumped up and stood in front of Yu Qiushui, and the two stood silently.

"Haoque Sword, Yu Qiushui. Xiao Ruyi muttered these six words.

"I've been waiting. ”

In the past month, he has heard these six words the most, so that he is full of yearning for these six words, maybe this is a sword idiot!

"You're finally here, and I know you've been waiting for me too. Yu Qiushui didn't talk too much nonsense, and the sword in his hand slowly drew a circle in the air.

"I heard, are you Luo Xiaofeng's apprentice?" Xiao Ruyi didn't worry, but asked a question that had been haunting his mind.

As rumored, Yu Qiushui is Luo Xiaofeng's apprentice, and he came to him for revenge, so it all makes sense.

"Yes and what, no, you try it yourself, isn't it better. Yu Qiushui responded coldly, he subconsciously looked at Luo Yunqing on the side of the ring, he was a little confused, his eyes drooped and didn't seem to wake up.

But soon he focused all his attention on Xiao Ruyi in front of him.

"Okay, happy, I, Xiao Ruyi, have never met an opponent in my life, and the only opponent I have ever respected is Luo Xiaofeng, I hope to die under your sword today!" Xiao Ruyi laughed, accompanied by a long roar of swords.

The long sword is out of the sheath, and the sword style is like a rainbow!

"Xiao Ruyi's sword is very fast, he has practiced swords for seven years, and he has gained success in seven years, and he has been alone in the world since then. Therefore, his sword style is also known as the seven-step meteor sword, fast and fierce, there are only seven swords in total, but ten thousand swords are not separated from their origins. ”

Facing Xiao Ruyi's sword, Yu Qiushui's expression was a little dazed.

A familiar voice rang in his ears.

This is what Luo Xiaofeng came to him one night half a year ago and said to him.

"The first three swords are fast and lack of middle qi, so they can be hard-connected, and the last three swords focus on force and move slowly, but they can't force a surprise attack, otherwise they will be injured by the sword qi around him. I have learned your water-stopping sword, and there is no problem with his first six swords, and his seventh sword has the power of ten thousand horses galloping and the pleasure of the dragon chanting nine heavens, and must not face his last sword, it was because I took this seventh sword that I was defeated. Although his seven swords do not have the slightest flaw, he has a fatal weakness, that is, after he swings the seventh sword, there will be a gap, and this gap is the best time for you to make a move!"

That's what Luo Xiaofeng said at that time, so Xiao Ruyi couldn't kill Wen Zhaochen because of him

It's too fast, how can a visible sword keep up with an invisible phantom?

No matter how powerful his seventh sword is, as long as he doesn't fight him, he won't be hurt.

This sword full of pride, Luo Xiaofeng was confident that he could take this sword, but it wore away his former sharpness.

The first sword, the second sword, the third sword.

Yu Qiushui parried while counting, and his sword technique was called Zhishui.

The water is light to soft, formless and formless. The wind and the sound, the sword is like stopping the water, each sword is extremely elegant, but it has the power of the waves of the sea.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth swords.

Xiao Ruyi pressed forward step by step, his brows were tightly locked, he saw that his seven-step meteor sword was not at all, and he was already a little anxious, although the pace under his feet was intricate, it was still steady.

How many people in the world can catch his six swords? After so many years, I'm afraid there is only Luo Xiaofeng, but that's fine.

Yu Qiushui, can you take my last sword? The corners of Xiao Ruyi's mouth slowly raised, he felt endless pleasure, this battle, even if it was worth it.

The Seventh Sword!

Yu Qiushui meditated in his heart.

Don't go head-to-head with him, there will be a flaw in his seventh sword swing, catch this flaw, and you win!

But when he looked at this monstrous sword, as a swordsman, how could he be willing to dodge it like this?

Yu Qiushui's heart was horizontal, and he seemed to have forgotten Luo Xiaofeng's words.

Everyone's hearts were invariably raised, they all wanted to see if Yu Qiushui could take Xiao Ruyi's last sword, Luo Xiaofeng didn't catch it three years ago, and the iron sword in his hand was torn apart by the sword qi.

And now, there is one person who is more nervous than them, that is Xiao Chengfeng, he doesn't know why the poison on Yu Qiushui's body has not yet attacked, what if he really defeats Xiao Ruyi, Xiao Chengfeng's half body is about to break away from the chair, staring intently at the ring, even though the two servants around him are desperately fanning the wind, his forehead is still soaked with beads of sweat.

Touch!

The Haoque sword faced the Aolai sword, sparks shot out, and the wind from the collision exploded from the center of the ring, rolling up the sand and fine stones like a tornado, and everyone couldn't open their eyes.

"Catch, catch?" the people sighed, their eyes narrowed. Suddenly, Yu Qiushui's figure suddenly disappeared, Xiao Ruyi only felt that the sword was suddenly empty, and his whole body rushed forward.

In the next second, Yu Qiushui's figure appeared behind him, and the sword body slapped the back of his hand fiercely.

The Aolai Sword came out of his hand, a blue arc flashed, and the Aolai Sword broke in the air, shattered in half, and sank into the stone ground.

The wind stopped, and calm returned to the ring, grit crackling and scattering to the ground. When the dust and smoke cleared, people could only see Yu Qiushui's sword pointed directly at Xiao Ruyi's throat, and the person who was pointed at the sword closed his eyes, as if he was ready to break through the throat.

"Kill him, kill him!" The audience shouted excitedly, the invincible Xiao Ruyi finally suffered defeat, three years, Xiao Ruyi has been on the sword immortal list for three years, and they are tired of watching it.

The new king's boarding is often accompanied by the blood of the old king, doesn't it? They want to see this happy scene.

"Don't, don't. Xiao Chengfeng gripped the wooden chair handle tightly, and he muttered to himself, not even realizing that his nails were deeply embedded in the wooden chair.

Xiao Ruyi was ready to die, and he wanted to say a few more words to his brother yesterday, because that might be the last conversation between the two of them.

No last words, no regrets.

But he waited for a long time, but he still didn't wait for the cold sword to cut through his throat.

Xiao Ruyi opened his eyes.

Yu Qiushui slowly put down the sword in his hand, just as he did when he faced Wen Zhaochen and Chang Feng.

"Why?" Xiao Ruyi was puzzled.

"You didn't kill Luo Xiaofeng back then, and I will spare your life today, but you can't touch the sword again after that. Yu Qiushui's voice was cold, and for a sword nerd, not letting him touch the sword was more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Won't you kill me?" Xiao Ruyi didn't seem to hear Yu Qiushui's words.

"What can I do if I kill you, if I kill you, will the two hundred and seventy souls under your sword be able to come back to life?" Yu Qiushui sneered, he put away the sword in his hand.

Xiao Ruyi looked at the sword in Yu Qiushui's hand blankly, his thick lips suddenly cracked, he bent down to pick up the Aolai sword that had been with him for many years, and gently stroked its broken sword body.

His eyes were extremely gentle, as if he was looking at his own child, and indeed, Aolai Jian was his child as far as he was concerned.

"What a sharp sword!"

"Are you satisfied now?" Xiao Ruyi laughed heartily, and everyone thought he was crazy and crazy. From the first point of view in the world to an ordinary person, anyone will go crazy, right?

Yu Qiushui looked up at the blue sky and breathed a long sigh of relief. The clouds in the sky scattered and gathered, as if reflecting a smiling face smiling at him.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood stained the ring.

Luo Yunqing couldn't hold it anymore, he looked up to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood, bright red with black lumps, and then his thin body slowly fell backwards.

Yu Qiushui woke up suddenly, jumped down, and quickly caught Luo Yunqing, who was about to fall.

"What's the matter? Are you poisoned?" Yu Qiushui saw that Luo Yunqing's lips were slightly darkened, and suddenly remembered that when he got up, his face was extremely haggard, and he didn't care if he thought it was because he had drunk too much wine and was dehydrated.

"Uncle, my stomach hurts. ”

Luo Yunqing barely squeezed out a smile, he looked back at Xiao Ruyi in the ring, his eyes were full of hatred.

"Five stones. Xiao Ruyi saw Luo Yunqing's sickness, he suddenly understood something, and turned to look at his younger brother on the high platform again.

Because this five stone powder is the secret poison of the Xiao family, not to mention this kind of thing, only Xiao Chengfeng can do it.

The five stones will invade a person's internal organs, causing his organs to rupture and die. Yu Qiushui is a martial arts practitioner, and these five stone scatters will make his organs age, and then his whole body will be weak, and then he will slowly die. And Luo Yunqing was just a child, and his liver had already become fragile after being soaked in poison overnight.

Xiao Chengfeng was a little weak-hearted, he didn't dare to face his brother's eyes, so he lowered his head and looked at the ground, the mahogany carved chair handle was already full of holes.

"Don't die, don't die. Yu Qiushui hugged Luo Yunqing tightly in his arms.

"I want you to help me, help me, kill him!" Luo Yunqing used all his strength, he pointed at Xiao Ruyi standing in the ring, and roared angrily.

Yu Qiu's eyes were red, was it because of the jar of wine last night? He suddenly understood why Luo Yunqing was so selfish last night.

"Okay!" Yu Qiushui clenched the sword in his hand, the white skin was shining in the sun, and the blue-black veins were clearly visible. That azure blue sword was actually glowing with blood-colored red light at this moment, like a demon god descending into the world!

"Don't! Don't!" Xiao Chengfeng jumped down from the high platform, flying in front of Xiao Ruyi, he opened his arms and protected his brother to the death.

"I gave me the poison, if you want to kill me, kill me!"

"Brother, why are you so troubled?" Xiao Ruyi smiled bitterly, he took a step forward and held Xiao Chengfeng's arm tightly, still as thin as he remembered.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, wasn't he in front of him like this?

Brother, you've grown up!

"I'm his brother, and I deserve all the sins he committed, so kill me. ”

"Both of you must die today!"

Yu Qiushui was furious, he just got up and took a step forward, but found that Luo Yunqing's hand was still clutching his clothes, his strength was very weak, but Yu Qiushui could no longer take a step forward.

Because he suddenly smiled again, and his blood-stained lips looked so bright, like a girl with lip grease, bright and moving, delicate.

"Poof. He spurted out a mouthful of blood again, staining the hem of Yu Qiushui's gray clothes red.

"I lied to you, don't make any more murders. He closed his eyes slowly, his eyeballs gurgling under his eyelids, and he looked very peaceful.

"Yun Qing should have died in the morning, and the doctor said that I would not live to be twelve years old. Luo Xiaofeng returned from that battle, and every day he was like he was dead, and finally one day he sent his child to Luo Shenjiang, asked the master to take care of the child, and then left alone. The boy knew what he was going to do, so he sneaked down the mountain while the master was not looking, and has been following you ever since. Because Luo Xiaofeng told him, if you are not weak and sick since childhood, you can be Yu Qiushui's apprentice, then you will have two of the most powerful masters in the world. It's just that Yunqing doesn't have this blessing in this life, if there is an afterlife, I must be your only apprentice. Luo Yunqing coughed softly, his eyes became clearer and brighter, as if he had returned to the light before he died.

"You can't die, you still said that to refine the strongest sword in the world, you haven't fulfilled your promise. If you want to be my apprentice, then you will be my only apprentice, as long as you can get better. Yu Qiushui casually threw the Haoque in his hand aside, and this sword, which was regarded as the first sword in the world, was casually abandoned by him on the ground full of mud.

"Actually, I've already refined it, here. Luo Yunqing finally let go of Yu Qiushui's clothes and lightly pointed at his chest.

"You are my most proud work, everyone says that Haoque is the first sword in the world, but in fact you are the real sword. The world doesn't understand you, they only think it's the sword

You, in fact, you created it, the sword in your hands, is the real first sword in the world, where you are, where the first sword in the world is. Luo Yunqing grinned at the corners of his mouth, and only raised his hand slightly, and his internal organs were painful like tearing his heart and lungs.

"The loneliness in your heart is an invincible sword, and this sword is what I have always wanted to protect, so you and my father are right, and there is never a right or wrong between the two of you. ”

"No, is it right or wrong?" Yu Qiushui, who had red eyes, suddenly smiled, he had been persisting for so long, he had always wanted to prove that Luo Xiaofeng was wrong, he had also doubted himself, but now he seemed to have everything figured out.

"Yes, it's this world that's wrong! Look at how many of your enemies are in this audience, how many people want to kill you, how many swordsmen want the sword in your hand!" Tears slipped silently from the corners of Luo Yunqing's eyes, "How much I want to be like an ordinary child, by my father's side, and be a carefree teenager! But I know that he has a dream in his heart, as long as the sword is in his heart for a day, he will not be at peace for a day." He killed a lot of people well, but he also saved a lot of people and taught a lot of swordsmanship, and he said that the current swordsmen are not real swordsmen. A real swordsman should not make a living by martial arts and kill evil, a real swordsman should be chivalrous and righteous to maintain the peace of the world, but he did not do it because his ability was not enough. But you can. ”

"Luo Xiaofeng is my father, and I am his child. Luo Yunqing finally said this sentence slowly.

He has always refused to call him father, because he hates Luo Xiaofeng and hates him for not fulfilling his duties as a father, but now he suddenly let go, and after meeting Yu Qiushui, he suddenly felt that his father's approach was not wrong.

This lonely swordsman, who seems to be cold and arrogant, and is addicted to alcohol, is actually soft and affectionate in his heart, and loneliness happens to be the source of his strength.

"Uncle, I heard that there is a Tianshan Mountain in the north, which is very close to the sky, I have always wanted to go there, and when I die, can you take me to see the scenery there, I believe that this world will become very beautiful one day, but I can't wait for that day. ”

"Okay, I'll show you. Yu Qiushui nodded vigorously, and he picked up Luo Yunqing from the ground.

"After I die, don't forget to feed Xiaohong, it is fed with my essence blood, and when it breaks out of its shell, you can take it for me. Luo Yunqing pointed to the vermilion snake egg on the side, its shell looked much more transparent.

"Good. Yu Qiushui continued to nod, and he led Luo Yunqing towards the crowd in the distance.

He didn't care about the Haoque sword, what the first sword in the world, what sword everyone wanted, it was not as important as the villain in his arms.

"Uncle, can you give me another sip of your wine jug?" Luo Yunqing squeezed out a weak smile, he was dying, and he was still thinking about drinking.

Yu Qiushui did not refuse, this time he was not stingy, opened the wine jug and sent it to Luo Yunqing's mouth.

He craned his neck, took a small sip of labor, and smiled heartily.

"Your wine is getting weaker and weaker, but it's okay, I'm still a full ghost when I die. Luo Yunqing was satisfied and wanted to touch his stomach again, but he fell weakly in the air.

Yu Qiushui's tears could no longer be held back, and they flowed silently.

Passers-by on both sides stopped talking and walked along the road, as if mourning for the two of them.

"Yu Qiushui!" Xiao Ruyi suddenly shouted.

"Will you ever come back?"

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Yu Qiushui stopped, but didn't look back.

"The world needs a king, and someone needs to maintain order in the world, to tell them that human life should not be as low as ants, and to tell them that they should pay for their lives when they kill. Haven't you always wanted to be the number one in the world? Then it is up to you to be the king, and if one day I find that the world is still degraded like the same as always, then I will kill you wherever I go to the ends of the earth. Yu Qiushui's voice was cold and low.

Xiao Ruyi was silent, as if frightened by Yu Qiushui's words.

After a long time, he shook his head slowly and solemnly.

"I have too many people's blood on my hands to be unfit to be this king, but I will assist this king, and my children and grandchildren, from generation to generation, will work hard to maintain this world. Xiao Ruyi said solemnly.

Yu Qiushui didn't answer him again and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Xiao Ruyi looked at his younger brother beside him, gently stroked his forehead, and then smiled lovingly.

"Brother, let's go home, it's time for us to bear the sins we have created. ”

Xiao Chengfeng raised his head, he realized for the first time that he was so naïve, and his brother was so mature and steady, after so many years, he was still as innocent and willful as a child. He regretted it very much, it was because of his selfishness that he killed Luo Yunqing.

"From now on, the two of us will no longer be surnamed Xiao, but renamed Nangong, and every life of our descendants will abide by the rules I have set. "Xiao Ruyi, oh no, it was Nangong Ruyi who swore in front of all the people of Wandu City.

The four sword heads stood in place, they didn't know how to pronounce this competition, Yu Qiushui, who was the number one in the world, disappeared, and no one saw him again.

Nangong Ruyi picked up the broken Aolai sword and cut the Sword Immortal List in half.

From now on, there is no Ming Sword Pavilion in the world.

Later, it is said that Yu Qiushui was seen at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, and it was heard that he founded a sect on Kunlun, which was called the Tianshan faction.

In order to commemorate him, Wandu City has since changed its name to Tiandu, and the general Nangong Ruyi has kept his promise, and has never stepped out of Tiandu City for half a step in his life.

There is a king, a law, and order in the world, and there are fewer and fewer swordsmen.

Three years later, above the Kunlun realm.

Yu Qiushui sat in front of a small tombstone, raised the wine jug in his hand, he poured all the wine in the jug in front of the bulging mound in front of him, followed by a small red snake, holding his head high, looking at the blue sea and blue sky in the distance.

"Do you see the world now?"

"I can't imagine that after so many years, the one who knows me best is still you, a little brat!" Yu Qiushui sighed lightly, and he took out a sword from behind him.

It was Haoque that he abandoned many years ago.

Touch!

The wind howled, and the sword broke in half. Yu Qiushui didn't feel distressed at all, just smiled faintly, he stuck his sword in front of the tombstone, and then leaned back against the little red snake and drank slowly for a long night.

"Little snake, little snake, you are so psychic, how about I call you Chang Yunqing?"

I don't know how long it has been, Yu Qiushui has not been forgotten, and as time passes, his name is getting bigger and bigger.

He was nicknamed back.

Dugu Sword Immortal, Yu Qiushui.

postscript

Ten years ago, Peach Blossom Village, Peach Blossom Inn.

A man dressed in white was drinking peach blossom wine, his skin darkened with his spotless clothes, but he didn't seem to notice that the white clothes were not suitable for him. In his eyes, there was only the clear and turbid peach blossom wine in front of him.

"Hey, Su Taibai, I heard that you are going to the Ming Sword Pavilion to participate in the selection of the sword head?" Several young men walked in from the Peach Blossom Inn, and they sat down next to the man whose name did not match his skin, laughing and making fun of him.

"Do you know the sword, do you want to be the head of the sword?

"Yes, yes, if the drunkard knows the sword, then I will be the number one sword god in the world. The two hairy boys winked at each other and shouted unabashedly.

"Hehehehe, why doesn't Lord Jiantou speak?

Su Taibai didn't reply, just drank quietly, and was not angry in the face of their provocation and fault, like a wooden man.

"Hey, let's go outside and take a look, there are two swordsmen there to compete?"

"Yo, that's weird, let's go and see. ”

"You kid wait here again, we'll go and see and come back." When a few thugs heard that there was a competition, they didn't want the tea they had just come up, and they didn't pay the money, so they rushed out again, leaving only the shopkeeper of the inn stomping his feet in anger in front of the counter.

Su Taibai did it silently for a while, he took out some broken silver from his pocket and put it on the table, and went out with his wine jug.

At the gate of Peach Blossom Village, there was a white-clothed swordsman, who looked majestic and extraordinary, holding a heavy iron sword, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. Opposite him was a gray-clothed swordsman, the clothes on his body were not known to be true or dirty for a long time, holding a purple gold gourd in his left hand, and holding a broken peach branch in his right hand, facing the white-clothed swordsman.

While facing the sky, he drank freely, like a drunkard who was addicted to alcohol.

"That's it, a peach branch is also a swordsman?"

"Yes, what's the point of this competition, this drunkard, it's a loser. ”

Under the peach blossom tree, Su Taibai stood far away, he looked at the melancholy man's disdainful and proud look, and for some reason, he actually smiled, who had always been as cold as ice.

He shook his head slightly, pinned his gourd to his waist, and slowly turned to leave.

As the sun set, the blood-colored remnant sun reflected on his spotless white clothes, as if soaked in a layer of platinum. He walked towards another road in Peach Blossom Village, and walked farther and farther, never looking back.

Shortly after he left, the iron sword fell heavily to the ground, with a deafening crunch like his heart.

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