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Yongcui Villa is a sacred place for martial arts for hundreds of years.

The ancestors of the Murong family once had a glorious history, dazzling light. The place that all sword practitioners dream of, and now Yongcui Villa is no longer what it used to be. Only the three thousand remnant swords in the sword pool have witnessed those years.

Until now, the reputation has reappeared on Murong Bai.

Murong Bai, the son of Lantai, is known as the first contemporary swordsman, who traveled east to seek the way of the sword ten years ago, and now he has come back and has been held the position of the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance.

His sword was adorned with colorful pearls, and the body of the sword flashed with an enduring brilliance. The court is full of flowers and drunk with 3,000 guests, and a sword is cold in nineteen continents. He used his sword to defend the honor of Emerald Villa, the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead.

Murong Bai, his sword, and his men had flown on the horse.

Jinling City, the imperial capital of ten miles, fresh clothes and angry horses. Murong Bai went straight to Jinling City.

The capital city of Chongki, the hub of power.

Secret room, two people talking.

A rather dignified old man, wearing a dragon brocade robe and a nine-striped jade belt around his waist. Sit upright in a secret room. He is the king of Suncheon.

"You're here?"

"Yes".

"How's it going?"

It's all done. After Murong Bai finished speaking, he presented a brocade box.

King Shuntian opened the box, looked at it, and laughed: "Very good"! King Shuntian said: "I heard that you are now the master of the seventy-two factions in Jiangnan."

Murong Bai replied with a smile: "Don't dare." After a pause, he said: "Thanks to the prince's support."

King Shuntian said: "After the king is done, he will be rewarded."

Murong Bai nodded and smiled: "My subordinates have thanked the prince first!"

Murong Bai retreated, King Shuntian slowly walked out of the secret room, taking advantage of the light to look at the items in his hand, in his hand was a jade seal, nine dragons entangled, lifelike, the seal engraved with eight seal characters: Ordered by the sky and subject to Yongchang.

King Shun Chon muttered these eight words repeatedly, and his laughter became clearer.

Before the laughter fell, there was a sudden sound of the secret door of the secret room. "Who"?!, King Shun turned his head suddenly, his smile frozen.

"Who?" asked King Shun with a shout.

There was a man in the secret room.

The man was seven feet tall and had a white beard.

King Shun Tian not only smiled stiffly, but also felt a little panic in his heart.

The dragon yellow brocade robe, the nine-pattern white jade belt, the person in front of him is not only dressed like himself, but even his appearance is no different from himself.

"Who the hell are you?!" King Shun continued to ask.

The man replied: "The younger brother of the former emperor of this king, because of his military exploits, he has been given the title: King Shuntian, the new emperor is young, and he temporarily takes over the position of regent. ”

King Shuntian said coldly: "The capital is important, pretending to be a prince and minister, and committing the following offenses, according to the law, ......"

The man smiled and said, "According to the laws of this dynasty, it is right to destroy the nine clans"?

King Shun did not answer. Eyes widened.

The man suddenly shouted wildly: "Bold rebel, since you know the sin, you will be arrested before you tie your hands"!?

King Shun understood what was going on, and waved his hand angrily.

"Someone's coming!"

No one answered.

King Shun felt a chill.

"Someone!" he called again.

Murong Bai flew in.

King Shun smiled.

"Murong Bai, this traitor pretended to be the king and killed him for me"!

Murong Bai lifted his sword, and a sword was cold in the nineteen continents.

Murong Bai sneered and shouted angrily: "Traitor, you are guilty"!

The sword is out.

"You"...... The voice did not come out. A sword is cold, and the head falls to the ground. Blood dripped down the blade of the sword.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that a generation of heroes and kings don't know what is going on until they die.

In the early morning, the fog is ethereal.

Gao Yucheng was like a dream.

An ethereal dream.

Gao Yucheng has been drunk for a few days, and even he doesn't know.

He's reminiscing. Gao Yucheng slammed his head with his fist.

Is it a dream? or is it real?

Wanqing, is it nothingness?

Li Xiangjun, Liu Ruyi, is it fabricated?

Everything is like a bubble. Wake up with only a cold sword.

In the mountains here, the flowers and trees remain the same, but Gao Yucheng seems to feel that a long, long time has passed. He looked at the flowers and trees, listened to the early summer cicadas, and shook his head. Last night's stars, last night's wind.

But the man is not the man of last night.

The lights are dim, and the wine is muddy.

Gao Yu was originally a lonely person, but now the most unbearable thing for him is loneliness.

That's what human feelings are.

Sensitive and fragile feelings.

He doesn't want to drink now, he just wants to get drunk.

The amorous girl, the sweet hug, Gao Yucheng wants to forget.

Is it so hard to forget?

When you really fall in love with someone, how can you forget

A glass of wine goes down.

The pain is getting deeper.

No one can imagine the depth of this pain.

Could that relationship be a dream in life?

What happens when I wake up?

In Suzhou, in May, boating on the Long Lake, people in white sat in the boat. The dragon well is fragrant, and the sound of the piano is long. In the lake, the lotus lotus is opened, and the dragonfly stands on its head. At this time in May, the two embankments of Su and Bai, the peach and willow sandwich the bank, the water on both sides is rippling, the cruise ship is dotted, the mountains in the distance are empty and hazy, the green and green are green, swinging into the lake, and they are already intoxicated.

There was a boat in the middle of the lake, and there was a quarrel on the boat, and it turned out that it was two big men in the boat who bullied the elderly boatman.

I heard a big man say viciously: "Hey, old man, don't you open your dog's eyes and see who the uncles are, and you dare to ask for money!" As he spoke, he patted his chest and pulled out the knife in his hand. The ship's man was pleading. His people are like the head of a shriveled turnip, standing on the bow of a ship, praying to the wicked.

"Fuck it"! Another big man raised his leg and kicked someone. The ship's cheeks were bleeding!"Grandpa!" There was an exclamation from the boat, and a young girl from the cabin rushed out.

The girl exclaimed, her eyes were frightened and pleading, and she hugged the boatman: "Please don't beat my grandfather"!

"Yo! this ...... Little lady...... Not bad...... big man smirked wickedly, his eyes showing a fierce light.

The other person had put his hand against the girl's chin, looked at it and said, "Big brother, this little lady has a bit of a posture, it is not as good as ...... As...... We'll eat it and sell her to the kiln -- and we'll be able to sell it for a lot of money!"

With a "snap", the big man fell to the ground, covered his face and screamed! A stream of hot water hit him in the face.

A big man shouted, "What...... Before the word "man" could be finished, the knife in his hand suddenly disappeared. His arm was dislocated. The two men were terrified. Is it a human or a ghost?

A man, his turban was blown by the wind in the lake, his white clothes were like snow, and he stood upright at the bow of the boat.

The two men did not dare to speak, and trembled.

The man in white said slowly: "If you are like this again, the next time you meet, I think it will not be so simple."

When the two men heard this, they said stupidly: "Yes, yes......"

Knowing the kindness, the boat boy immediately thanked him. invited the man in white to sit at home, drink wine and dishes, and express his heart a little, but the man in white did not refuse, and went with him.

The prodigal son of the end of the world, the swordsman in white, why don't you want a home? The man didn't expect that the man in white didn't talk much, just smiled, and then kept drinking, and the dishes made by his granddaughter were always delicious, and he never thought that the man in white would not be extravagant in a mouthful of food.

The man in white has been drinking, and the man in the boat can see that the man in white is not for drinking, but for getting drunk. He sighed, and then began to drink, the ship Gong thought that he had not drunk like this for a long, long time, he missed the taste of drunkenness, why not get drunk again?

No matter who is drunk, it is the same, and when you wake up, you have a headache and a dry mouth, and the loneliness is still there. The man in white woke up late at night, he was lying on the simple and cramped bed, he shook his head: "Where are you?" The man in white didn't bother anyone, got up and left, where was he going? He stumbled and staggered, no matter who had drunk too much. After a while, he got up and sat up, and he thought of something again, something small. "You must give money for drinking other people's wine, otherwise what is the difference between you and those bullies and ruffians?" "A friend who always accompanies him, a good friend who carries with him, a three-foot long sword, actually fell into someone else's house." He smiled wryly, and he had to go back again.

Push open the door, and the full moon will come in like a disk. It was quiet in the house. He couldn't even hear the sound of breathing, the man in white walked in, he frowned violently, the room was very messy, the collapsed table, the broken wine cup, the room definitely didn't look like a drunken room! His hands were clenched, his steps were slowing down, the bed curtain was very messy, trembling slightly in the moonlight, there was a black shadow behind the curtain, it was by no means the figure of the girl and the prince, he hit a palm in the air, hit the black shadow, a knife shone slightly in the moonlight, the man in white slashed straight in with his right hand against the blade and his left hand, "Poooooo A cold light popped out from behind, breaking the knife, splitting the palm, tearing the yarn, rolling the blade, all in one go, the black shadow snorted, the figure flashed out of the window, and the man in white did not chase out, because he felt something strange under his feet, it was blood flowing to his feet, his throat retched, he was not afraid, why was it bleeding, his eyes were closed, he didn't want to look anymore. Two corpses, the body of the maiden and the body of the son. The girl's body was still twisted, her clothes were torn, and her eyes were protruding and wide. He didn't want to see it anymore. There was anger in his eyes, and he wanted to burn it all, and the fire was burning, and the girl was burning along with the room.

The sun seems to come early in summer, but Boss Qi doesn't want to get up, because no matter who is lying on the head of the bed with two delicate girls who are as delicate as flowers, they don't want to get up, the girl's full and warm chest rises and falls, they are still asleep, Boss Qi's hand keeps going back and forth on their chest, their expressions are very satisfied, Boss Qi does still have the energy that makes them satisfied, Boss Qi can't help laughing.

"Bang, bang, bang" a hurried knock on the door, don't say it's the strange boss of the famous casino in Suzhou City, no one is happy.

Boss Qi's face seemed to be gloomy.

"Who"?

"Boss, the Iron Tiger and Iron Leopard have something important to see Boss Qi"!

Boss Qi scolded angrily.

"Fuck, what's the matter"!

Boss Qi reluctantly got up from the girl's side.

"Fuck, if it's not a big deal, I'm going to split them"!

The two of them have been kneeling for a long time, and they are unhappy in their hearts, but they are unhappy in their hearts, and they have to endure it, because they want to see Boss Qi, since the White Shoumeng disbanded the gang, the most powerful person in Suzhou City is of course Boss Qi.

Their faces were smiling.

"Odd boss early"!

"Come so early?" asked Boss Qi.

"Iron Tiger, Iron Leopard disturbs Boss Qi's dream, please forgive me"!

"Please ...... tea"

Iron Tiger and Iron Leopard were secretly happy in their hearts, because they knew Boss Qi's temper, and Boss Qi said to invite tea, which proved that he was in a good mood.

"What's the matter"?

"The subordinate has a baby to dedicate to the boss"!

"Oh, baby, what baby"?

In front of the iron tiger and iron leopard, there is a long brocade box carved with jade.

Iron Tiger and Iron Leopard didn't look very happy to find Boss Qi. For Boss Qi, what else makes him happy with gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings.

Tiehu said: "My subordinates know a lot about the boss's family, but ......"

Don't wait for Tiehu to finish.

Boss Qi's eyes were cold: "Why?

The iron tiger slammed its head on the plank.

"Don't dare". Iron Leopard opened the box, and the box wrapped an object in silk, and before the silk was unraveled, a ray of ghostly light had already burst out.

Boss Qi's face changed slightly.

A dragon groan, a three-foot long sword!

Boss Qi "grabbed" and held the hilt of the sword,

"Seven-star fighting statue, five-color dragon pattern", Boss Qi stroked the sword for a long time. Boss Qi is not only good at swords, but also understands swords, he blurted out and couldn't help but admire.

"Good sword"!