In the Daxing Mountains at the junction of the Zizi Kingdom and the Turkic tribes, the people of the Guyue tribe and the Sanyou tribe live together.

Since this piece of land is a place of mixed living and border passes, it must be very chaotic, but within a radius of 100 miles, the people are quiet and peaceful, and their lives are rich, because there is a mountain villa here, called Tibetan Sword Villa, as long as you commit a crime here, it is the end of the world, and the people of Tibetan Sword Villa can also find you and kill them with a sword.

However, in some small tribes of the Turks who are unable to survive the winter, and wandering bandits will also come here from time to time to hunt for wild food.

In a village with pleasant scenery and beautiful mountains and rivers, there are several families who are wealthy people who are high officials and businessmen in the sub-kingdom, but it is located here.

The dilapidated ancestral house was also renovated.

From time to time, people on horseback and sedan chairs come to stay here for a few days, ranging from months to months.

There are also remote houses and distant relatives who are not in the main house, and they come here to live and stay away from the red dust.

A few old men and old ladies at the head of the village were talking there.

An old man was saying, hehe, have you heard?

The Dou Yi people of the Dou family, who were carried in a sedan chair in the east of the village a few months ago, and her four slaves and maids, "Good Day" and "Beautiful Scenery", "Fenghua" and "Xueyue" are not leaving?

It seems that I will live for a long time, but I have been here several times, and when do you say that the young master of the Hidden Sword Villa is coming to our village to practice swords!

As soon as he spoke, he saw a white horse, a personable, sky-blue robe, who looked like Pan Anjia's son galloping from a distance!

The old man hurriedly shut up, but still said, "Look, it's coming, it's coming."

In the blink of an eye, he came to several old men and old women, and saw the young man on the horse shouting, "Yu"! The white horse, with its two front hooves jumping up into the air, walked upright with its two hind legs and walked two steps upright before falling gently.

The young man turned over and dismounted, put his hands together, and whispered to several old men, "A few old men are in a good mood!"

A few immediately replied, "Thanks to the son"

The boy tied his horse to a tree and walked towards the east side of the village.

A pleasant sound of the piano, floating in time and space, can't help but make people's mood quiet and far-reaching.

In the blink of an eye, in front of a small fenced courtyard, among several flower ponds, a few lilies and orchids were scattered and scattered, and the faint fragrance was mixed with the slightest fat powder, wandering in the air.

The young man took out the long sword at his waist and waved it outside the door of the fenced courtyard, and the little cold light disappeared under the sun, and it was fleeting.

After a while, he was already sweating.

As if a tacit understanding, the door of the fence courtyard opened, and a woman dressed in pink maid costumes walked out, with light steps, graceful posture, knees slightly bent, and her mouth was like a yellow warbler chirping, "Childe, Miss said please come into the house to rest for a while, and go back."

The young man hurriedly said, "Thank you Miss", why did Liangchen hear sadness in the sound of your Miss's piano this time, I don't know what's going on, what's the hurry, Piaoxue did his best, I don't know if you should talk about it.

As he spoke, he entered the hut, and saw a round wooden tabletop, four delicate blue and white porcelain plates, a few brightly colored side dishes, a wine touch in a plate, two wine glasses, and beside the round table, a snow-white dress and a lifelike bow fluttering on the soft hair. The delicate white little face is above the Qiong nose and Emei, but how can it be hidden, clear and transparent eyes, and sexy little mouth.

There was a trace of sadness on his forehead, and he couldn't help but let his mother Piaoyu give birth to my pity.

Miss Yiren, don't be melancholy, you are sick, what are you unhappy to tell Piaoyu, see if there is any way, we can discuss and discuss, and we can also give birth to a solution, but it doesn't work, you can also relieve boredom, how?

Dou Yiren thanked Gongzi for his kindness, the facts are complete, what is the solution, Tuzeng Gongzi is helpless, if Gongzi really wants to hear it, Yiren will talk to Gongzi.

The uncle of the Yiren regards the Yiren as his own, and his feelings are deep and righteous, but the uncle, as the king of a country in Yari, has now fallen into a dynasty and died a miserable death.

Hey, I didn't expect the Yiren to be the daughter of the Dou family of the Yari Kingdom, so that's the case, it's not impossible for the Yiren to really want revenge, but now that the rain is low, we still need to think about it in the long run.

There is a jade pendant here in the rain, for the snow close-fitting things, Yiren think about it carefully, if you really can't feel at ease, you can let people take it to find the rain, but in that case, you will be more bitter, more bitter.

How can people be happy when they live in hatred.

Childe has a lot of affection for the Yiren, and the Yiren understands, but the relatives have just left, and the Yiren still want to soothe and soothe it, please forgive the childe, and the son will not come in the future, okay?

Hehe, hehe, Yiren Bingxue is smart, if it is not so, I am afraid that Yiren also knows the identity of Piaoyu!

Fenghua is young, stepping on the sword to find the west and east, there are beautiful women in the south, who to send to the north, the wind and snow and the moonlit night, when the beautiful scenery of the good day, touch the wine and warm red lips, and end the house guests.

Ten years, send you a country, Yiren owes rain, a night of joy. How, let's make an agreement.

Play a song of red beans, make a song,

Kiss the Yiren once, and hide the sword once.

Yiren is not blessed, drink two glasses of sake, accompany Yiren to talk about how the heart is raining, Yiren is also involuntarily, and I hope that the rain boy will not let Yiren be in a dilemma, Yiren is grateful.

Hehe, it's not to embarrass the Yi people, the Yi people don't know the hardships of the rain, the world knows that the sword is a killing weapon, and the sword hurts people, but for thousands of years, the Yi people know how many people who have come out of the sword are kneeling, crawling, crawling, and advancing, they have not retreated, they have not died well.

How many ancient famous swords have been dusted by the world.

Piao Yu looked at the sword growing up, like a living life, there were no bones, the whole continent, everywhere, the mottled blood stains of the people holding the sword, who remembered their names, Piao Yu was a little unbearable.

Hidden Sword Villa, able to take back the sword in their hands and bury it in the sword mound, Piaoyu doesn't know, but they know.

That is their glory.

You know what? Iraqi, is that glory?

Now that their descendants are older, the glory will continue, and the rain is really reluctant, Yiren.

The cunning rabbit died, the lackey Heng, the beasts were exhausted, and the famous sword was buried.

Where is the country broken, and the hidden sword is leaking.

The ancestral precepts cannot be violated, love and hatred are hateful.

Have people forgotten?

When the wind and rain are shaking, who is sheltering you from the wind and rain in front of you!