The smoke and rain are blurred, and the figures are hazy.

The rain fell into the eye sockets along the eyelashes, so that Bai Luoshang couldn't help but close her eyes, wiped a handful of water stains on her face, Bai Luoshang turned her head to look at her friends around her, and sighed: "Dustless, dustless, why do you always like to owe others?"

The man he called dustless could only sigh silently.

The sigh was low and lonely.

His hands were empty, and there was no burden on his body, but at this moment, his whole person looked as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of burden, and even his always straight back became a little crooked.

Bai Luoshang looked at his friend and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

He knew that his friend was being oppressed by an invisible weight, and if his friend did not break free from that oppression, he would be crushed to death sooner or later, because his friend was now out of breath.

Bai Luoshang looked back at the person holding the sword and smiled: "This person owes you, I will pay it back for you." ”

The man looked at Bai Luosheng, as if he couldn't understand Bai Luosheng's words, and frowned: "Why do you want to pay him back?"

Bai Luoshang walked over with a smile, patted his friend's shoulder with his hand, and said with a smile: "Because I owe him." ”

The friend looked at Bai Luoshang with complicated eyes.

The man also looked at Bai Luosheng, but his eyes were cold, "What do you owe him?"

Bai Luoshang grinned: "One life." ”

The man said coldly, "So you're going to use your life to replace him?"

Bai Luoshang rolled her eyes and smiled: "It's okay to say that." ”

The man was silent for a moment, then asked, "Who is he?"

Bai Luoshang looked at his friend and said with a smile: "Of course, the big swordsman is lonely and dustless." ”

The man asked, "Who are you?"

Bai Luoshang pointed to his nose and said with a smile: "The great swordsman is a friend of Dugu Wuchen." ”

The man turned his head to look at Dugu Wuchen and asked, "Who is this person?"

Dugu Wuchen shook his head slowly, looked at Bai Luoshang helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "I like to drink, my mouth is full of drunken words, and I like to make friends with people everywhere, can't you guess?"

The man said coldly, "I can't guess." ”

Dugu Wuchen sighed: "The most unreasonable person in the world, who likes to meddle in things and cause trouble everywhere, don't you know who it is?"

The man still said with a cold face, "Why do I have to know him?"

Dugu Wuchen said: "Because he is a big celebrity on the list." ”

"What's the list?"

"Celebrity list. ”

The man's face was still numb, as if he couldn't even understand a word.

Dugu Wuchen could only sigh, "It seems that you have been out of the rivers and lakes for too long, and you don't even know this person." Haven't you heard of 'the clouds and waves are a thousand-faced man, drunk and lying in the peach blossom thief among the immortals.' 'That sentence?'

The man finally had some reaction this time, and when he looked at Bai Luoshang again, his expression was already slightly surprised, "You are Bai Luoshang?"

Bai Luoshang nodded and said with a smile: "Although you can't guess who I am, but I guessed who you are?"

The man was not surprised at all by what Bai Luoshang said, since he already knew who this person was, it was not strange at all that this person saw through his identity.

Bai Luoshang said with a smile: "To be precise, I first knew the sword in your hand before I knew you." ”

The man looked down at the sword in his hand.

This is not a peerless sword, this is just a broken broken sword, and this sword has a poetic name, called "Remnant Autumn".

Although the sword is broken, it can still exude the momentum of a cautious person, because the person who uses the sword is a peerless swordsman.