Chapter 6 The Hatred of the Years

The wind and snow in the Taixu Palace blew all the way to the river, and the withered willows by the river leaned on the falcon without saying a word. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The vast snow buried half of his body, and the sword was still in his hand. In the end, only this sword accompanied him, and at the last moment, only the sword accompanied him to see the wind and snow.

All he saw was the cold river, which was covered with thin ice.

Suddenly, I saw a light on the river, it was so warm! There was a long-standing warmth in Hayabusa's heart.

There was such a beautiful woman standing in the dark ferry, and this female disciple was paddling over, but the gloomy ebony boat was very out of tune with her.

If Hayabusa still has the strength to spare, he must ask the owner of the ship how bad he is.

When the boat reached the shore, Hayabusa scolded himself secretly: Bastard! What a good woman!

The lonely boat in the cold river.

Even if the lights didn't bring much warmth, it was enough to alleviate his frostbite. After such a life-and-death struggle, he laughed it off.

I'm afraid there will never be a second person in the world who smiles as dashing as he is.

The female disciple also smiled, and she said, "You are quite interesting, and you should be very compatible with me." ”

Hayabusa said silently, "But I don't even know who you are!"

After a moment of silence, the female disciple asked seriously, "Would you like to be my confidant?"

Hayabusa didn't say anything, "I don't know the name, why should I promise you?"

The female disciple said, "Let's see if you have the guts!"

Under the dim orange light, two pairs of eyes looked at each other, one as sharp as an eagle falcon and the other as bright as the moon.

"Good. He had a joking tone, but it was forever seared into the little girl's memory.

"My surname is Gongcheng, and my single name is Rong. My father was a general who abided by his creed, but he was tragically framed by traitors!" When she spoke, there was a kind of heroic spirit unique to men, and she was so feminine in her gestures.

She felt that there was no need to say any more, because of Falcon's unspoken personality, she couldn't listen to her ears if she talked too much.

There are 3,000 soldiers outside the fortress, blood stained with yellow sand, and their heads are in different places. The five years she had entered the Taixu Palace had been a nightmare for her! For that injustice, she had already arranged a path for herself, even if it was as far away as the edge of the sky.

She has been hiding for so many years, and she has never been the lady who lives in a simple place. Now the dying swordsman has found her the crossroads.

Gong Chengrong said: "You don't seem to care about a person's identity. ”

Falcon said without words: "Why do you have to know each other when you meet. ”

Hayabusa laughed silently, it turned out that a person could laugh so chicly.

He said: "I have stayed in the Dome Cage Mountain for too long, and I always want to see more rivers and lakes. "Besides, his body can only drag down the girl's family.

Gong Chengrong said: "You have promised me." ”

Hayabusa said, "That's right, so I'll make a pact with you." ”

"Seven years later, when I have drunk the wine of Jiangnan, I will go with you. And I'm definitely not going to die in those seven years. ”

Gong Chengrong also entrusted him with a jade pendant at this time.

White jade and green dragon pendant. Exquisitely clear, flawless, how delicate it takes, how much hard work it takes to create such a beautiful gadget.

"After seven years, you can recognize each other by it. ”

Hayabusa didn't say anything, "Can I exchange it for wine?"

Gong Chengrong said: "Can't!"

The ferry boat sailed to the west, and after getting off the boat, Gong Chengrong couldn't help but take a look, and found that the boat had been drifting to the south.

The wind and snow make the ferry sway, and there is a young man paddling, he hangs one arm low, like a wounded wolf, to survive this disaster, and the next time it will be a reborn change!

Gong Chengrong looked at him and silently said in her heart: Seven years. Thou hast shed blood and cut off thy head for thy kingdom......

However, she also remembered one thing: where did the dark boat go?

Across the river in the distance, a slight sigh came from the ghost mask, he had encountered this dilemma for the first time after so many years of floating in the rivers and lakes.

"Hmph! The robber meets the thief grandfather. He shrugged his weapon and walked straight into the thin ice. With a movement of his legs, he actually stepped on the water and crossed the river.

This kind of light skill has been lost for more than ten years, and few people will use it, because it focuses on leg and foot skills, and it takes as little as five years to cultivate as little as 20 years. Except for the older generation of chivalrous, very few people can control it.

After crossing the river in ten steps, the blood on his right foot surged again. He lit the acupuncture point and stopped the wound. After all, he probably won't get the remaining 30,000 taels.

Without saying a word, Hayabusa looked at the Dome Mountain, the place where he had been raised for ten years. It snows all year round, majestic and majestic! Every time he looks at it, he thinks of a kind old layman. Hayabusa took out a small wooden sword in his arms and watched quietly. When I was a child, I often used to compete with the old layman with a wooden sword, but after so many years, the old layman had already thrown away the sword. The falcon continued to rock the boat without saying a word, and faintly heard a roar on the Dome Mountain! Like an old dragon's dying sigh.

This sigh was made by one man.

The snowflakes melted on the dragon-like beard of the master, and he blinked, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were like dried yellow earth.

He's old. For forty years, the wind and snow climbed his brows, sideburns, and hair...... I didn't see any changes in this majestic and steep snow-capped mountain.

The only thing that changed was that the corpses were all over the ground! By the time the wind and snow swept away the pine branches, the nine hundred and ninety-nine killers had already splattered three feet of blood.

The head of the family was dressed in black and white, and at first glance, his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

At the zenith of Dome Mountain, Boss Bai applauded! She said, "I have to praise you, a person of his age can still be so energetic." ”

The head said: "Not only do I have the spirit of killing, but I also have the strength to do some happy things with you." ”

Boss Bai sneered twice and said, "Actually, I came to find an old man, I heard that you never ask about the past when you accept disciples from the Taixu Palace, so I can't tell you what you can remember." ”

"Thinking that I have been wandering for half my life, how have I ever been afraid of a person?Avoiding a death match?" The head of the Taixu Palace stood among the corpses, his clothes were not stained with blood, and he calmly took off the sword.

Plain white and lonely.

A feeling that the high place is not cold, and the cold is better than the old age. Even when he is old, he has not faded from the appearance of the laughing beings back then.

He had been the number one swordsman in the world, and since he had fought another swordsman to the top of the cage, he had become the second! For ten years, he had been perfecting his swordsmanship every moment to fight that old enemy. Unconsciously, many people came here, and even the Taixu Palace was built on such a scale.

The head said: "Let me ask you, where is the former No. 1 sword in the rivers and lakes now?"

Bai Lao Dao: "It's a pity that he has been dead for a long time. ”

The head of the sect suddenly slashed out a sword, and the sword qi sideways the white boss's hair, blasting the 10,000-year-old pine to ashes.

"You lied to me!"

Boss Bai laughed and said: "What are you lying to, I remember that the two great swordsmen came out of the same sect, but because of the dispute between the two veins of the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, they caused fratricide and embarked on completely different paths. It's ridiculous that they are in love with the same woman, and you must hate your brother very much, and try to prove that you are better than him day and night!

The boss was stunned, "You...... Shut up. ”

Bai Lao Dao: "I won't stop!" The head stared at this beautiful woman and suddenly recognized her. "It's you! It's you!"

"Yes, I loved you so much at first, but you would rather stay here for the woman you can't get. You all deserve to die!" Boss Bai suddenly shot two poison darts, and it was surprising that the head of the sect did not avoid it.

He couldn't avoid such a clumsy move with all his kung fu.

"Now, do you regret it?"

"Nope. The boss fell to the ground, and this was the place where the two dueled. The zenith was bleak, and he seemed to have returned to the past, seeing how young and frivolous he was, how ignorant he was.

If we could do it all over again, it might not be so bad.

Boss Bai's eyes were full of tears, and she said, "Ten years later, let me ask you again, can you take me away?"

"I will stay here until my brother and my beloved woman come back. ”

The head of the house looked at the goose feathers and snow, and felt that he had also turned into a part of the snow.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the woman who haunted him! The junior brother carried a simple sword with an ordinary smile on his face. No amount of fame and fortune is as good as having an extra glass of wine with them. It's a pity that when people realize this, they often die.

Boss Bai said viciously: "Then go to death!"

When she stabbed the dagger into the chest of the person she loved the most, she cried for some reason, she should have hated this person. Finally, the dagger pierced her tender skin, her heart beating with hatred.

"No matter how much you hate me, I will die with you when I die. ”

Her body snuggled up to the head of the house, but she was as peaceful as a child.

Everything on the zenith was buried by the wind and snow.

Back then, I swallowed the ambition of pride and devoured heaven,

How can the years of the rivers and lakes urge,

Wind and snow moon exquisite dice,

One throw, nine deaths, one drunk.