Stumbling, Xiao Yunwei is like being pulled out of the soul of a person crazy running in this ancient Yongchun City, since she escaped from Xiao Hong's water bamboo Champs, she has completely lost her way, lost herself, she doesn't know if there is no Xiao Hong in this world, how should she live, she has been following Xiao Hong, a walk is more than ten years, she has been used to being in front of herself, and there is such a relative who can hold her hand, pull her through thousands of rivers and mountains, she has long been used to it, used to hiding silently behind Xiao Hong, and then through Xiao Hong's thick back, to carefully observe this cold and strange world that makes her feel cold.

At this time, Xiao Yunwei, like a lost lamb, is standing alone at the crossroads of life, helpless and hesitant, she doesn't know where she should go in the future, she doesn't know whether she has the courage to go through the next journey of life alone, now she can only look at the bustling streets with tears in her eyes, watching strangers coming and going, and choosing to wander alone.

Suddenly, an unusually dazzling blue and green color erupted violently in the sky above the Sword Pavilion, and then dissipated into the blue sky in an instant.

And with the sudden appearance of the green color just now, the tears in Xiao Yunwei's eyes suddenly seemed to be off the thread, down her cheeks, and the big ones broke through her eye sockets, and then fell helplessly to the ground.

I saw Xiao Yunwei squatting alone at the head of the crowded bridge at this moment, holding a long sword with a full body head exuding a quiet color of spring bamboo in her arms, she was powerless while looking at the blue sky above the Sword Pavilion with tears in her eyes, while gritting her teeth and trying not to make herself look so fragile at the moment, but judging from her body that kept twitching due to choking, it was obvious that she had failed.

"Xiao Yunwei, you can't run!"

And just when Xiao Yunwei was deep in grief, a voice that made her feel very unfamiliar, and at the same time revealed endless killing intent between the lines, suddenly sounded in her ears.

When Xiao Yunwei heard this voice, she saw that she quickly wiped the tears off her face with her sleeve, and then the whole person stood up suddenly, holding the sword in her arms with both hands, and looked around very vigilantly.

When a commotion began to appear and subsided in front of Xiao Yunwei, a large group of disciples dressed in the clothes of the Sword Pavilion Sword Pavilion appeared in front of Xiao Yunwei one by one, holding swords in their hands.

"Xiao Yunwei, you Xiao clan dare to take advantage of the grand meeting of my Sword Pavilion to collude with the remaining party of Zhenxi Houfu and the Diyan Sect, and take advantage of the chaos to kill my master, today my disciples will clear the door for the Sword Pavilion and use your blood to wash away the humiliation suffered by my Sword Pavilion today. ”

Seeing that a female disciple led by him said that, he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed straight at Xiao Yunwei's face.

Although Xiao Yunwei herself at this moment has almost all of Xiao Hong's strength, but because she doesn't know martial arts at all, she doesn't know any martial arts at all, originally she was just an ordinary fisherman's girl, and when she lived in the Sword Pavilion with Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong didn't want her to have hatred in her heart, so she simply didn't teach her any tricks and styles, and all she learned on weekdays was some literacy calligraphy and painting, so even in the face of these disciples of the Sword Guard Hall in front of her, Xiao Yunwei didn't know how to resist it。

"I don't have !!"

Looking at the sword that the female disciple was about to stab at her, Xiao Yunwei panicked for a moment, only to see her hurriedly raise the ink bamboo in her hand, and then put the ink bamboo horizontally in front of her, and then the whole person closed her eyes and shouted as hard as she could.

Rumble...

Xiao Yunwei only felt an extremely violent vibration appear, and then with the appearance of this shock, she instantly felt that the qi and blood in her body were constantly surging, but she didn't feel the feeling of being pierced by a long sword from beginning to end.

Is this dead?

In confusion, Xiao Yunwei slowly opened her eyes.

I saw that the female disciple who was so arrogant just now was lying on the ground alone, and then there was blood hanging from the corners of her mouth, as for the sword in her hand, I don't know why, at this moment, it turned out to be a broken sword with only a little blade and hilt left, as for the female disciple herself, she stared at herself in great surprise, with an incredible look on her face.

What's going on...

Puzzled, Xiao Yunwei could only stay helpless and confused.

Perhaps Xiao Yunwei herself didn't realize at the moment that Xiao Hong's love for her was beyond the understanding of the world, and the gift that Xiao Hong gave her on his deathbed seemed so precious at this moment.

The ink bamboo, which was bubbling with a strong green aura at this time, was firmly held in Xiao Yunwei's arms, and Xiao Yunwei's whole person was completely protected by the barrier formed by this green color at this time.

This is why Xiao Hong insisted on asking Xiao Yunwei to take Mozhu away in the end.

Because Xiao Hong knew that maybe in the future, he would no longer be able to protect Xiao Yunwei, who he regarded as his own granddaughter, so he had to let Mozhu complete this mission for himself and accompany Xiao Yunwei through the road of life that belonged to her.

And Mozhu, a weapon that has been fighting with Xiao Hong for nearly two hundred years, has long since evolved itself, just like the white snow in Yu Chi Liuli's hand.

"Kill this enchantress for me!!"

Looking at the ink bamboo in Xiao Yunwei's arms, none of the disciples in the Sword Guardian Hall present did not watch it, only listening to the shouts of someone in the crowd, the group of disciples who had already turned red because of the ink bamboo rushed towards Xiao Yunwei like crazy, and the greedy desire in it was exposed.

......

Yunwei, do you know, when I saw you for the first time, do you know the anxiety and madness in my heart, you look exactly like my daughter, if it weren't for my conceit, she wouldn't have died because of me, and I wouldn't have seen her swallowed up by the fire of hatred, so in my heart, you are her, you are my daughter, I must do my best to make up for you, I believe I will become a qualified father, I love you.

Watching Xiao Yunwei leave the Water Bamboo Champs with Mozhu, Xiao Hong closed his eyes helplessly this time until the Thirteen Rangers rushed into the hut.