At the beginning of 1092 of the Great Yan Calendar, Shanqiao Town.

At the beginning of the spring rain, the stream is murmuring. The river runs through the middle of the town, and a small boat runs down the river. Ying Xuan sat on the bow of the boat and blew the bamboo flute in his hand. The soft branches of the weeping willows by the river are swaying in the wind, as if they are dancing.

A long, ethereal silence. As the boat floated under the stone bridge, Ying Xuan looked up and saw the people on the stone bridge.

Hat, black robe, carrying a long sword.

Ying Xuan lifted the long sword in his hand and smiled slightly. Headband, white clothes, snow-white scabbard. He and the swordsman on the bridge seem to be two extremes. He laughed and said, "Martial madman." ”

The black-robed swordsman seemed to hear Yingxuan's words, jumped forward, and landed on the flat boat. There was suddenly one more person on the boat, but the boat didn't shake for half a minute, which showed the light skills of the black-robed swordsman.

"Your killing intent is pure. Ying Xuan pulled out his long sword and stabbed at the black-robed swordsman!

The black-robed swordsman seemed to enjoy this duel. He held the sword in both hands and easily picked off Yingxuan's long sword.

The sword move was broken, but Yingxuan's face was still calm. He stared at the black-robed swordsman and said, "Such pure sword intent and murderous intent are rare to see in the world. You are a man who is obsessed with swords. ”

The sword falls.

Ying Xuan sideways blocked the black-robed swordsman's long sword with his scabbard, and the long sword in his hand pierced the swordsman's heart.

Sword intent, there is only one word "kill". Every move, every sword, is the purest killing intent.

The duel between Ying Xuan and the black-robed swordsman is a sword move, but also a sword intent. "I killed seven for seven, and seven for one sword. Yingxuan said, "Pick it up." The snow-white long sword in Ying Xuan's hand suddenly accelerated. This sword is an endless killing intent. Ying Xuan seemed to be fused with this long sword, incarnating killing intent, just to take the opponent's life!

The black-robed swordsman lifted his long sword and let go of his left hand. "Sword, disease!" When the sword falls, it is ever-changing! The sword of the black-robed swordsman is an idiot. This sword is a pure sword that slams towards the pinnacle.

Swords staggered.

Ying Xuan stopped the long sword in his hand, his eyes full of consternation. He removed the broken headband from his forehead and said, "Your sword is beautiful." ”

The black-robed swordsman looked at the crack in his hat and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Ying Xuan untied the flask at his waist and handed it to the black-robed swordsman. He said, "Leave a name." ”

Lin Nian. The black-robed swordsman took the flask and took a sip with his head up. "Good wine. ”

"Seven Killing Sword, Yingxuan. ”

The black-robed swordsman sat down on the bow of the ship and looked out over the town.

"If I weren't the heir of the Seven Killing Sword, I might be able to become good friends with you. Ensign said. The black-robed swordsman looked at Ying Xuan, whose face was like white jade, and showed an unknown smile.

Suddenly, Yingxuan said again: "It would be nice if I were a daughter." The black-robed swordsman, who was as cold as an iceberg, suddenly let out an embarrassed laugh. Ying Xuan was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes, red lips and white teeth, slightly red cheeks, and he spoke softly. At first glance, it really looks like a girl.

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At the end of the year 1093 of the Great Yan Calendar, the sea area of the outer island.

Xiao Lang floated to a deserted island with the help of a wooden plank. He climbed onto the shore and staggered towards the island. The long sword in his hand is still there, and his soul is still there. He sat down slowly on a giant tree, slowly adjusting his breath. After almost a year at sea, Xiao Lang couldn't remember his original intention to become a pirate.

Xiao Lang has only one thing in his heart, to keep improving on the path of the sword, and then, revenge.

It doesn't matter what nine products are the first, what peerless sea treasures, and what dragon card orders. It's enough to be obsessed with the sword, become stronger, and then get revenge.

However, mundane things are riddled with mundane things.

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At the beginning of the 1090s of the Dayan calendar, the Chu family homestead in Changshan County.

"Wu Nian, what do you think of me wearing this?"

Chu Wunian stopped the long sword in his hand and looked at the girl in the courtyard. He smiled and said, "Liuli, this red dress is really suitable for you." ”

The girl danced like a butterfly in this small courtyard. After running around the small courtyard, she lay on Chu Wunian's shoulder and said, "You practice swords every day, don't you feel bored?"

"No, I like to practice swords. Chu Wunian smiled. From the moment he first came into contact with the "sword", he fell in love with the feeling of dancing the sword. He smiled, but there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes. Chu Wunian likes more than just swords. But only the second half of the sentence, he couldn't speak.

The girl Liuli didn't understand the meaning of this red dress, just like she didn't understand why Chu Wunian deliberately came to this courtyard every day to practice swords.

In the early morning of the next day, in front of the gate of the Chu family, Chu Wunian stood silently for a long time, ready to turn around and leave.

"Thoughtless. Suddenly, someone stopped him. Chu Wunian turned his head to look at the man dressed in red, his brows furrowed.

"Thoughtless. The man called his name again and walked briskly forward. In front of Chu Wunian, he bowed deeply and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Chu Wunian looked at the man in disgust and took half a step back. He said, "A day of great joy." ”

"I have no room to change the family's arrangement. The man said, "But I am your eldest brother." ”

"Does it make sense to talk about this even now?"

"I'll drag the elders of the family, you take Liuli away. ”

Chu Wunian was stunned.

"The people of the Qin family and the Chu family are destined to hunt you down, but I will always be your eldest brother. The man's eyes looked at Chu Wunian firmly. He put one hand on Chu Wunian's shoulder and said, "Wunian, you are the most talented in our generation. There are many among the people who are jealous of you. Leave the Chu family with Liuli, go to the rivers and lakes to experience something, and become a real powerhouse. I'll wait for you to come back. ”

"Big brother. ”

"Go ahead. The man's eyes were as determined as ever.

Chu Wunian nodded.

On that day, the two famous families on the rivers and lakes lost face. A long-planned marriage, but being robbed of a junior by a junior in the clan, is simply a strange story in the rivers and lakes, and a great shame! Chu Wunian's hasty action set off a frenzied chase on the rivers and lakes. There are only two ways to quell this turmoil. First, Chu Wunian became a top master who was enough to deter the Qin and Chu families, and second, he was able to command the Tianyan Mansion Dragon Card Order in the world.

Thus, the incognito life in exile began.

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At the end of 1092 of the Dayan calendar, the barren mountain was broken.

"Your sword, it's so charming. If only I had a daughter. ”

The black-robed swordsman Lin Nian suddenly lowered the tip of his sword and whispered "I'm sorry."

Ying Xuan raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an intoxicated expression. He said, "You're finally willing to speak to me." ”

"Unexpectedly, it was you who came. Lin Nian said, "I'm sorry." ”

Ying Xuan took two steps back and put the sword into its sheath. He said: "Sword idiot, Chu Wunian. After fighting you, I guessed your identity. There is only one person in the rivers and lakes who can be so obsessed with swords. ”

Lin Nian didn't react, just lowered the hat with his hand. The night breeze blew and lifted the heavy black robe on his body.

"You don't have many words. Ying Xuan said: "I know that you are for the Tianyan Mansion Dragon Order, but the person is not already ......."

Lin Nian clenched the hilt of the sword hard, and the blade reflected the moonlight, shooting out a sparkling cold light.

Ying Xuan smiled: "I understand." It was the news you deliberately released to lure me to rob the dart, so that I could use the excuse of being robbed by someone to secretly swallow this dragon card order, right?"

After the plan was discovered, Lin Nian was unmoved. He looked up at Ying Xuan. "Sorry, I have to get it. ”

The smile on Ying Xuan's face grew. He drew his long sword and said, "Then fight with me seriously and fight for your life." After saying that, he slew with his sword!

When the long sword was killed in front of him, Lin Nian moved. "Sword, disease!"

Pure killing intent converges.

In the night, a sword light flashed. Two figures, one black and one white, intersected in the moonlight.

Lin Nian's hat was lifted out. He stared at the blood on the tip of his sword in a daze, and was momentarily overwhelmed.

"Enhun?"

Ying Xuan maintained the posture of the long sword stabbing out, allowing Yin Hong to spread across his chest. His long sword was withdrawn from its sheath at some point.

Lin Nian caught Ying Xuan, who was slowly falling, and asked, "Why?"

Ying Xuan gripped Lin Nian's chest tightly, revealing a miserable smile. He said, "You probably just want to use us as a front. But if your plan is to be seamless, you can only survive. ”

"You ......"

Ying Xuan closed his eyes and let himself lean into Lin Nian's arms completely relaxed. He said, "I know you can't do it, so I'm here to help you." I'm dead, and the Tianyan Mansion Dragon Order is yours. ”

Lin Nian held Yingxuan's hand and asked, "Why is this so!"

"Hear me out...... Go to the beach and change your identity...... Stay alive. Wait until the limelight passes......"

"Ensign. ”

"Your sword is too confusing. It would be nice if I were a daughter......" Ying Xuan laughed miserably: "It's not the heir of the Seven Killing Sword, it's just the sword servant who follows you...... Jianghu, if only it could be so simple. His hand hung limply.

Lin Nian stayed by Yingxuan's side for a long time, and it was not until dawn the next day that Yingxuan was buried.

Jianghu, if only it could be so simple.

Infatuated with a sword, infatuated with a person.

"Friends. Lin Nian looked at the blood stains on his robe expressionlessly. He put on his hat and carried his sword, and walked towards the east.