After Gongsun Mingyue left, Luo Tianchu walked alone in the forest of Tuotianling, his chest was full of ups and downs, full of pride and ambition. The snow had stopped, and the mountain wind blew down the snow dust on the treetops, and he used his hands to catch it, and the snowflakes melted in his hands, and the cold was in his heart. At this moment, there was a 'rustling' sound behind him, and he guessed that it was Ling Xue'er, who wanted to tease her, and walked straight through the woods without looking back, and disappeared. Ling Xue'er walked quickly to keep up, and saw that there was no figure, and there was a dangerous cliff in front of her, hanging high, and the stones on the edge of the cliff were slippery and did not leave enough, which was very dangerous. Ling Xue'er's heart tightened, and she cautiously moved to the edge of the cliff, looking down, only to see the white smoke, dust and snow mist, and after calling "Brother Xiaoluo" twice, she felt dizzy in her head, her legs were weak, and she quickly retreated.

When he was frightened, he suddenly felt a cold in his neck, and when he touched it with his hand, it was a snowball, and he quickly looked back, only to see Luo Tianchu sitting on a branch, shaking his legs, looking at her with a smile, and a seagull a snowball rolling around in his hand. Ling Xue'er was happy and angry, and pointed at him and said, "Okay! As he spoke, he pinched a snowball and threw it at him. Luo Tianchu laughed, hung the golden hook upside down and dodged it, turned over and landed lightly, and asked with a smile: "Why are you secretly following me?" Ling Xue'er opened her eyes wide and said, "Who is with you?" Luo Tianchu smiled and said, "You habitually open your eyes every time you lie, don't you know?" Ling Xue'er was surprised: "Is there such a thing?" she obviously admitted to lying when she asked. Luo Tianchu said: "It's not early, I'll send you back, don't let Mrs. Hugh worry about it." Ling Xue'er pouted: "I'm not a child, what's the problem when I go back later?"

In the past, Luo Tianchu was born in a slight cold, his martial arts were poor, and his self-esteem was extremely strong, and he thought that Ling Xue'er must look down on him, so he naturally kept a certain distance from her. Now his mood is very different, not only has he become the owner of the village, but his future is also bright, and Xue'er has a good impression of him, so he has a sense of status. Looking at her beautiful face like a flower and jade, thinking that above the top of the snow, the beauty is beside her, the country is waiting to be seen, what a regret in life, I can't help but hold her cold little hand. Ling Xue'er's delicate body trembled slightly, and she hung her head shyly, but she had no intention of withdrawing her hand. Luo Tianchu's heart was also pounding excitedly, he was also the first time he had come into contact with a girl, boldly caressing her goose-egg-like smooth face, and said softly: "Xue'er, you ...... You're so nice. Ling Xue'er snorted and said coquettishly: "I'm bad, who wants to be good to you." But the heart was exceedingly glad. Luo Tianchu boldly and gently hugged her into his arms, but he didn't dare to hug her too tightly, for fear of being abrupt and touching her chest. Ling Xue'er smelled the manly breath on his body, and her heart fluttered, but she boldly hugged his waist and said softly: "My father has already intended to recruit you as a son-in-law, you can find a suitable opportunity to propose." Luo Tianchu was stunned for a moment, and said, "What kind of kiss?" Ling Xue'er pushed him away and said: "Of course it's our family business, stupid, do you want me to propose to you?" Luo Tianchu scratched his head and said: "Oh, how can you propose a kiss?" Ling Xue'er said angrily: "I usually see that you are very smart, why are you like a fool now, of course there must be a matchmaker for proposing, you have to say to your two masters first, it would be better for them to be matchmakers together, understand?" Luo Tianchu hurriedly said: "Oh, I understand." But isn't it a little early for us to get married now?" Ling Xue'er glared: "I will be nineteen years old after the New Year, what is it early." How do you feel that I am in a hurry to marry you, don't get cheap and good, there are many people who pursue Miss Ben. Luo Tianchu's least favorite thing is her eldest lady's temper, he has never had the patience to coax girls, explained: "I have just become the owner of the village, there are many things to take care of, I dare not disappoint the new owner of the castle because of the selfishness of my children, I don't want to start a family in the near future." Ling Xue'er's apricot eyes widened, and she wanted to be mad, but after thinking about it, she suddenly sighed and said, "No wonder Dad likes you, you and him are the same kind of people." Well, I don't blame you, I don't rush you, but you don't want to keep me waiting too long. Luo Tianchu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Got it." So the two got back together, holding hands and walking in the woods, in a sweet mood.

Tomorrow is the first day of the first lunar month, and it is also the day of the duel between Ling Junlai and Chu Laike, and Ling Junlai has not yet left the customs, and all the leaders are restless, and they all come to ask Gongsun Mingyue Castle Lord when he will come out of the customs. Gongsun Mingyue said with a smile: "When did the castle master let us down? ”

It has passed the fifth watch, Luo Tianchu has been busy for a day, he is deeply tired, and he is about to practice his qi, when he suddenly hears someone outside the window: "Xiao Luo, follow me down the mountain." He heard that it was Ling Junlai's voice, and hurriedly pushed open the window, and saw that the night outside was clear and the sky was full of stars, Ling Junlai stood under the moonlight, his robe swayed lightly with the wind, and the jade tree was in the wind, like a celestial man. The bloody knife was held casually in his hand, and his expression was relaxed, as if he was going to go to the snow to play. Luo Tianchu was surprised: "Is the castle lord going to a duel?" Ling Junlai smiled and said, "Do you want to go and see it together?" Luo Tianchu was flattered, said yes again and again, and hurriedly passed through the window and followed him all the way down the mountain. Most of the soldiers went home for the New Year, and the villages were empty, so they slowly came to the bottom of the mountain, and saw two healthy horses tied to the birch tree beside the road, and Ling Jun came and said: "This is what I asked the military advisor to prepare before the retreat." "Luo Tianchu knew that Ling Jun had already planned to come.

The quiet valley of the duel place is full of 100 miles, the two rode their horses slowly, and at noon the next day, Ling Junlai dismounted and walked five miles away, Luo Tianchu also led the horse to follow, and was surprised to find that Ling Junlai's footprints on the snow were getting shallower and shallower, and finally there was no trace of stepping on the snow, so he understood that he was using walking to adjust his breath, and now he was in the best condition.

Qingyou Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is only one path into the valley, in the valley is a lake formed by rainwater, which has now condensed into ice, only to see a person sitting and lying on the ice lake, is holding a deerskin bag to eat wine, seeing Ling Junlai smiled and said: "Brother Ling is not harmed, how can you bring a companion?." Luo Tian first saw the man with bronze skin, cheeks like shaved, wide eyebrows and phoenix eyes, high nose and thick lips, a face of scum, eyes as sharp as a goshawk, brilliant light, a heroic air of a man outside the plug, wearing a fox fur hat, short and thick braids, wearing an antelope fur fur, a cow belt around the waist, and soft boots in deerskin, suddenly a long body rose, the waist pole was straight like a gun, the shoulders were majestic like a mountain, giving birth to a force like a deep mountain, the wine pot was thrown casually, and he held a wide-backed short sword in his hand, the shape of the sword was simple and rough, the hilt was long, the sword body was wide and slightly short, and there was no sword grid at the handguard, just like the style of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which was inconspicuous at first glance。

Ling Junlai slowly walked up to the ice lake and said: "This little brother's name is Luo Tianchu, and he is the owner of my castle Demon King Village. That person was Chu Laike, stared at Luo Tianchu for a moment, and said in surprise: "It's really rare to have such a cultivation at a young age." Luo Tianchu was stared at by him like this, and he felt trembling all over, like Zhongdian, his heart was powerful, and he didn't dare to look at him again.

The two masters stood outside Sanzhang, Chu Laike looked at Ling Junlai, frowned, and said, "Brother Ling's complexion is not good, have you been injured recently?" Ling Junlai didn't want to lie to him, and said: "It's okay if it's slightly damaged." Chu Laike changed color and said: "Who can hurt Brother Ling? Could it be Ni Hongyan?" Ling Junlai smiled slightly and said: "My injury is caused by myself, and I don't do other people's business." Chu Laike laughed and said, "I say, who in the world can hurt Brother Ling." Brother Ling, please take your eyes, this is the Lone Ming Sword. ”

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, the sword body was black and black, non-iron and non-steel, and the sword blade was round and blunt. Ling Junlai applauded: "Good sword!" Chu Lai said: "Brother Ling, do you know the origin of this sword?" Ling Junlai said: "Ye Guming Ye Daxia's sword no one knows, a hundred years ago Ye Daxia's swordsmanship was invincible in the world, known as the sword god, a lifetime of chivalry and righteousness, prestige, this sword is named after him." Chu Laike said: "Brother Ling is only half right, this sword itself has another name, Brother Ling has heard of the four great swords in the Spring and Autumn Period?" Ling Junlai said movingly: "Ganjun, Mo Evil, Juque, Pilu, is this sword one of Juque or Pilu." Chu Laike said: "Brother Ling, this sword is Juque." Ou Yezi is good at making famous swords, and the blunt hooks made by him, Kanlu, Panying, and fish intestines are all heirloom weapons, but the final cast Juque is dull and heavy, but everyone knows that this is the highest state of Ou Yezi. Goujian, the king of Yue, once used it to stab the copper pot, and the hole was like cutting rice cakes, and only this kind of divine sword could match Brother Ling's blood knife. Ling Junlai said with a smile: "Although the material of the blood knife is also rare, its reputation is far inferior to that of Juque. Chu Laike said: "The difference between an artifact and mortal iron lies in the person who uses the sword. After Juque changed his name to 'Gu Ming', he was still the head of the Seven Great Swords, just because he was Ye Daxia's sword. Ling Junlai nodded and said, "That's good." Chu Laike smiled bitterly: "I was defeated three times under Brother Ling's knife, and I should have no shame to fight again, but I was really bored in Tubo, so I still came even if I knew that I was going to lose." Ling Junlai said with a smile: "Although we are rivals in love, I admire Brother Chu's martial arts, and I also look forward to Brother Chu's coming, good opponents are more rare than good friends." Chu Laike smiled bitterly and said, "Since the first defeat, I have given up on Jing Yao, and I only admire Brother Ling's divine skills when I fight again, and I have no other thoughts." Luo Tianchu thought that Chu Laike was also a good man, and everyone misunderstood him. Ling Junlai said: "Brother Chu's "Flame Qigong Palm" is unique in the world, I don't know how accomplished he is in swordsmanship, and he is about to learn a thing or two today. Chu Laike laughed and said, "Come on, come on, this will let you understand." ”

He said that he would fight, and the Lone Ming Sword was launched mediocre, and the posture was as mediocre as a beginner. Ling Junlai felt an invisible pressure rushing towards him, the simpler the move, the more unpredictable it became, just like the sword itself, it was a great skill, and it returned to the basics. Ling Junlai's body flew back, the bloody knife came out of the sheath, the red light flashed, and the knife returned to the sheath, as if it had never been pulled out at all, but the red light that could be drawn was still there, blocking the sword momentum like a blood mark. Chu Laike's movements were still slow, and the Lone Ming Sword gently flicked upward, seemingly effortless, but the sword qi was like an arrow full of arrows on the bowstring, and he could fly out of his hands when the time was ripe, and his feet also stepped on two big pits on the ice. Ling Jun came to see that it was powerful, and at the moment he fought fast and slowly, not giving him a chance to make a move, his feet moved downstream, unaffected by the ice surface, and suddenly the red light reappeared, and sixty-three knives were split in an instant, and the chaotic knife light was woven into a red net and covered it, Chu Laike was not in a hurry, and the Lone Ming Sword drew a wall of qi in mid-air to meet it, and the two forces were offset at the same time.

Luo Tianchu secretly claimed to himself in surprise, thinking to himself that this was not the sword intent in the Demon Suppression Sword Codex, how could he also use it? Suddenly, he heard the cracking sound of 'quack' on the ice, and he looked at it in shock, and the ice surface around the two of them was shocked by their true qi, and the cracks became deeper and deeper, quickly extending into the distance. The two of them immediately flew up and jumped up, and suddenly heard a "boom", and the ice surface of the five-zhang square fell into the water.