When Zhao Changfeng committed suicide, the head of Lingyun was also shocked, even if he didn't expect that his personal disciple, the eldest disciple of Lingyunmen, the martial arts leader among the next generation of Lingyunmen, Zhao Changfeng, who was usually extremely effective, chose to die in an instant.

Of course, he knew that Zhao Changfeng was taking into account Lingyunmen's century-old reputation, taking the blame for this crime on himself, and apologized for his crime with death. However, he was young after all, and when he was killed on the spot in the face of his favorite person, he could not avenge him either in terms of martial arts or morality, so he had to die.

He thought that in this way, he would be able to exempt Lingyunmen from this questioning, but he didn't know that the rules of the rivers and lakes were actually the supremacy of strength after all, and his death greatly weakened Lingyunmen's strength in the rivers and lakes.

Moreover, in the past nearly 30 years, the nurturing of the head of Lingyun, the head of Lingyun himself has not yet started a family, and he treats Zhao Changfeng as his son, and at this moment, everything is empty.

The real benefit of the fisherman is Songyang Gate.

At this moment, Tie Wuxian sneered at all this Lingyun Hall What happened before, he knew that his mission this time was successfully completed, and from now on, Lingyun Gate will be on the rivers and lakes, neither will there be a strong martial arts person, and there will be no reputation for righteousness, it is foreseeable that it will definitely decline, and there is no other way except to be at the mercy of Songyang Gate.

Since then, Lingyunmen has been extremely silent in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and people have passed the story of Lingyunmen's senior brother Zhao Changfeng committing suicide, and they can't help but sigh that a century-old sect has declined, and there is no successor.

The matter of Lingyunmen will not be listed for the time being.

Let's say that in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, outside Sulan City, a delicate and elegant and exquisite Taoist temple is located in a landscape, but there is a bluestone plaque on the gate of the Taoist temple, on which are written three beautiful words: Qingshui Gate.

Entering from the gate, there is a rare smell of incense, this incense is not as full of fireworks as the ordinary Buddha and Taoist incense, but there is some soft fragrance, which can not help but make people's hearts crisp. Looking inside, after a few turns, it is an open compound, the so-called five steps and a scene, ten steps and a pavilion, inside the Qingshui Gate, all show the extraordinary fairy energy and hundreds of years of heritage.

After all, it is a sect that has been famous in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, although they are all women, they can't help but be admired.

And in that compound, a group of female disciples were practicing swords.

I saw that his body was graceful, his steps were tactful, and the Qingshui swordsmanship had been improved and evolved by several generations of Qingshuimen people, and it was already very suitable for women's cultivation. If someone can have the opportunity to enter Qingshuimen to have a look, they will definitely feel that this place is like a fairyland, and the female disciples of Qingshuimen are all like fairies.

And the most brilliant of them is Shen Luoxue, who was once known as the first beauty in the rivers and lakes.

Not far away, Uncle Li Shuyue, who had finished instructing these female disciples, looked at Shen Luoxue's plain clothes and her heart-wrenching situation over the years, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart.

Thinking about what happened to Lingyunmen, the unborn genius Lin Chuyun was forced out of the mountain gate by Songyangmen, and Zhao Changfeng, the eldest disciple who was quite famous in the rivers and lakes, was forced to commit suicide, and the disaster of Lingyunmen could not help but make people sigh.

Li Shuyue put away the sword, and everyone dispersed after practicing. I saw her go out of the gate of Qingshui Gate, and after secretly checking carefully, after making sure that no one was following, she performed light skills and walked towards the west of Qingshui Gate.

After turning over a few hills, it turned into a mountain col, and although Li Shuyue was dressed in a Taoist robe, it was difficult to hide her elegant figure.

But seeing the hazy fog ahead, Li Shuyue stepped into the fog, but in a moment, on the hillside in front of her, a small villa with an elegant shape appeared.

Li Shuyue looked around again, and did not find anyone around, so she approached the villa with confidence, only to see that the villa was built with mangosteen and wood, very elegant, although in this mountain does not eat the fireworks of the world, but it can also be seen that it took a lot of effort to build, Li Shuyun pushed the door in, there is a small wooden plaque on the door, with a few thin gold words: poetry and dreams of small buildings.

Li Shuyue stepped on the door and quietly closed the door, and the foggy silence returned to the mountains.

In the small building of poetry and dreams, Li Shuyue stepped on a gentle step, quietly entered, walked two steps, in front of a screen, which was painted with the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Li Shuyue took off her shoes, revealing a pair of bare feet, and turned the screen.

But behind the screen, there is a table of eight immortals on the left side, two chairs of Huanghuali are placed on both sides, and a bonsai is placed by the window on the right, which is half a person high. And in the depths in front of him was a large bed laid horizontally, and the curtains were hung up.

On this bed, there was a person.

It is a man, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a slender body and a heroic face, which is enough to breathe people's hearts.

"You're here?" the man said as he looked at Li Shuyue.

Li Shuyue nodded and replied, "I'm here." ”

The man's eyes stared straight at Li Shuyue, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of an indescribable smile, I have to say that the smile on the corner of his mouth was charming enough.

Li Shuyue also looked at him, and couldn't help but bow her head slightly, her face flushed.

The man had a handsome face that was rare in the world, handsome but also masculine, and his slender body seemed to be made by the gods, whether it was long legs, or body proportions, whether it was a pair of good-looking hands, or that good-looking face, there was no flaw at all.

And Li Shuyue herself, although she is already around forty years old, Qingshuimen is originally in the south of the Yangtze River to raise people, and it is also a place for Qing cultivation, and all those who have cultivated martial arts on the rivers and lakes must have deep internal skills, and also have the ability to stay in the face, so Li Shuyue's appearance is no different from that of thirty years old.

Even the wide robe and the makeup without powder are difficult to hide, Li Shuyue, who is still charming now, was also a beauty that people were fascinated by, with a graceful figure, slender legs, and a pair of bare feet that have been half-covered and half-hidden.

Her beauty is only obscured by her cold, serious attitude, and once this blush sets off her femininity, this beauty, like a mellow wine, becomes more and more fascinating.

It's just that poor people in the world, in today's rivers and lakes, there is no second person who can take a look at the other beauty of Li Shuyue in front of him.

Only the man in front of him.