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The middle-aged man in white muttered in a low voice.

It's been three hundred years, but in his mind, he still thinks of that scene from time to time, and every time his heart is like a knife.

Time turns.

Three hundred years ago, the capital of the Jin Kingdom.

The peak master of Drifting Snow Peak was dressed in white, but his body was staggering, covered in blood.

The peak master of Drifting Snow Peak, who has a habit of cleanliness, has always been so dusty, but now he has become a bloody person.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

He coughed violently, and the blood couldn't stop spilling out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Jin Wengong rushed up, hugged the body of the Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord, and cried silently.

When he was a child, Duke Wen of Jin was a disciple of the Jin State clan and was ambitious.

The peak master of Drifting Snow Peak is still a guest of the rivers and lakes, but he has already begun to emerge.

Jin Wengong said: "The princes divided Kyushu, the world was in turmoil, the sects controlled the localities, and the national decrees were not passed, so that the people were miserable and the people were not able to make a living. ”

"If I take charge of the Jin Kingdom, I will definitely make the Jin Kingdom the most powerful country in the world, and then sweep away the Kyushu sect that has cut off the land and stood on its own. ”

At that time, Jin Wengong's words were still childish.

The peak master of Drifting Snow Peak said: "On another day, I will become the guardian of the Jin Kingdom and help you clear the four seas and include Kyushu." ”

He made his first promise in life, and he kept it for hundreds of years.

They knew each other, knew each other, took them as confidants, and sat down to talk about the Tao.

It was a beautiful and unforgettable memory.

Duke Wen of Jin later became the monarch of the Jin Kingdom, and the two were still the best friends, good enough to die for each other.

Duke Wen of Jin was eloquent and strategic, and he reigned for more than 30 years to develop internal affairs, reorganize armaments, annex the weak princes around him, and complete the heroic ambitions of his youth.

The Jin Kingdom finally became the first power in the world.

And the Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord has disappeared for a long, long time.

However, Jin Wengong always remembered that his best friend, the Jianghu who said that he wanted to become the guardian of the Jin Kingdom.

At that time, Duke Wen of Jin was no longer young, and he united with the rest of the princes to prepare for war against the Kyushu sect.

It's just that the Jin Kingdom lacks top martial artists.

The Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord appeared, and at that time, he still looked very young, and the sword qi was raging all over his body.

Since then, the peak lord of Drifting Snow Peak has become the patron saint of the Jin Kingdom.

War broke out, and the princes began to exterminate many of the domestic sects.

However, when all the sects in Kyushu were united, and countless officials, courtiers, and ministers were assassinated, the situation changed dramatically.

It was only at this time that the five princes realized that they had underestimated the heritage of the Kyushu sect.

The army of the princes can destroy everything, but the masters of the sect want to kill, but no one can stop them.

Although the Jin Kingdom has the Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord in charge, after all, he is only one person, and he can't take care of all the big people in the Jin Kingdom.

The situation continued to deteriorate, and the major sects began to form armies.

The generals in the princes' armies were constantly assassinated, and the Jin army was defeated one after another, and finally even the capital of the country was besieged.

At that time, Jin Wengong knew that he had lost.

And the price of defeat is likely to be the entire Jin Kingdom, as well as all the children of the Jin Kingdom.

The master of the sect entered the capital of the Jin Kingdom, and just when the Duke of Jin Wen thought that everything was finally going to end, the peak master of Drifting Snow Peak made a move.

A sword is out, ten miles of snow, the sword qi breaks through the nine skies, and the cold light deters Kyushu.

Jin Wengong looked at the white-clothed Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord, feeling happy, guilty, distressed, and unwilling.

He knew that the Jin Kingdom couldn't keep it, even if there was a Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord here, he still didn't have the skills to return to the sky.

It is gratifying that with the existence of the Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord, the Jin Kingdom clan will not be exterminated, and the various sects will not dare to persecute it too much.

The peak master of Drifting Snow Peak said: "As long as I live, the Jin Kingdom will not die." ”

As he said this, he was bleeding from his wounds, and his body was still standing straight, still so sharp.

Jin Wengong hugged the peak master of Drifting Snow Peak, and tears fell involuntarily.

He nodded heavily and said, "I know, I'm sure you'll be able to do it!"

The Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord went to heal his wounds.

When he reappeared, Duke Wen of Jin had died, and ordered the kingdom of Jin to be divided into three.

He hugged the corpse of Jin Wengong, looked at the letter left by Jin Wengong, and wept bitterly.

It's not that Jin Wengong doesn't want to live.

However, he knew that if he lived, the various sects would not give up, and the peak master of Drifting Snow Peak would fight to the death.

Duke Wen of Jin can let the whole country be buried for himself, but he can't implicate the peak master of Drifting Snow Peak.

Jin Wengong knew that although the peak master of Drifting Snow Peak was powerful, he was alone and could not stop the endless sect masters.

Moreover, the Jin Kingdom is too powerful.

Strong enough to make the Kyushu sect feel terrified, if it is not divided into three, it is not far from the day of the death of the country.

The moment he held Jin Wengong's corpse, the Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord suddenly felt that something seemed to be missing in his life.

He complied with Jin Wengong's last wish and left with Jin Wengong's corpse, but no one in the major sects dared to stop him, even if the peak master of Drifting Snow Peak had been seriously injured.

For three hundred years, every time he thought of that scene, the Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord felt a pain in his heart.

He blamed himself very much, if he had been stronger, maybe things would have changed.

Jin Wengong fulfilled the oath he made when he was a child, so that Jin Guoheng was the first power in the world, and launched a war against the Kyushu sect.

However, the peak master of Drifting Snow Peak failed to protect the entire Jin Kingdom.

The war was over, and the Kyushu sect also suffered heavy casualties, and they did not dare to persecute the princes too deeply, so the two sides signed a contract.

Since then, the peak master of Drifting Snow Peak has not come out of the world.

It's just that for three hundred years, he still silently guarded the three kingdoms of Zhao, Wei, and Han, so that they could continue to grow strong after the split.

When he raised his head again, the eyes of the middle-aged man in white had turned blood-red.

"Boom!"

He slowly took a step forward in the void, and the snow sword behind his back was immediately unsheathed.

As soon as the Drifting Snow Sword was unsheathed, the entire heaven and earth suddenly changed color, and the cold wind raged on this mountain.

Huan Chang and the generals of the Lu State all looked at everything in front of them in shock.

"Boom!"

Step 2, Step 3, Step 4......

Every step of the Drifting Snow Peak Peak Lord walked extremely slowly, and with each step, the temperature would drop by one point.

By the time he had taken nine steps, the entire mountain had been covered in snow.

The heavy snow like goose feathers was flying in the cold wind, and everyone did not feel the slightest beauty, but a kind of chill that penetrated into the bones.

The young man's face finally changed.

He knew that if he let the man in white take another step, the Drifting Snow Sword would be completely unsheathed.

At that time, even if he was Haotian, he couldn't predict what would happen.

Three hundred years ago, the peak master of the Drifting Snow Peak was cold in Kyushu, and the snow drifted for more than ten miles.

Today, three hundred years later, no one knows how strong this sword is, and no one dares to try it.