Listen to the rain pavilion with a sword,

"Master, I want to go to Cangzhou. A girl wearing the standard costume of Yijian Tingyu Pavilion knelt respectfully in front of an old man, this old man was her master, who raised her since she was a child, and she was like a father and daughter.

The old man did not speak, as if the girl in front of him did not exist, or that the teapot in front of him with the smell of tea attracted his attention more than the girl.

When the girl saw that the old man did not speak, she bowed her head.

The old man did not speak.

Maiden, kowtow again.

By the time the girl kowtowed for the tenth time, blood had already stretched out on her forehead, and every time the girl kowtowed, it was not fake.

"Hey. The old man let out a sigh and said, "Why are you suffering? What happened back then has nothing to do with you, so why do you bother?" ”

The girl didn't answer, just looked up at the old man, her eyes were firm and a little sharp, this is a swordsman's unique eyes, rather bend than bend!

No one can make a swordsman change his mind, especially when the swordsman already has his own sword heart.

As a genius who has not been born in a hundred years in the Sword Listening to the Rain Pavilion, the strongest person in the One Hundred and Twenty-Eight Star Sword, and the successor of the Seven Star Shaking Light Sword, he comprehended the peerless swordsman with a clear sword heart at the age of fourteen, once the girl's idea is confirmed, it is absolutely difficult to change unless she dies.

"Shuping, if you really want to go, you can, but can you promise me not to go to that person?" The old man looked at the girl, his voice was a little helpless, thirteen years, he has made this girl wait for thirteen years, this year, it is the time when that person's martial arts will be completed, if he doesn't let his apprentice go, I'm afraid that this child's sword heart will be dusty.

"Master. The girl still looked at the old man, the sword aura around her body was majestic and vast, and the Seven Star Shaking Light Sword kept trembling behind her back, it was the most spiritual one in Zhou Tian Xingchen's sword, although it was not as sharp and powerful as Ziwei, but in terms of spirituality, it was far more than that.

The old man closed his eyes, unable to bear to look into the girl's eyes.

"That's it, you go, just remember, Yi Jian Tingyu Pavilion has never been afraid of anyone, if you are wronged outside, come back, the master is waiting for you here. After a long time, the old man waved his hand and signaled that the girl could go.

The girl bowed her head and kowtowed three times, and when she looked up, her fair and delicate forehead was already covered with dust and blood.

The Seven Stars Shaking Light Sword is made of a piece of strange iron that has fallen from the nine heavens and has never been contaminated with mortal dust, with a different kind of spirituality, and the sword masters of the past generations are a generation of strong people.

But this generation of the Seven Star Shaking Lightsaber has two masters, one is naturally the girl in front of him, and the other is Bu Zhijun!

The girl carried a sword on her back, and her eyes were as clear as autumn water. I'm here, you negative person, you promised to practice swords together and live together, and you will come to marry me in the future, but you are gone.

I've been waiting for you for thirteen years, and now I'm twenty-five, but you still haven't come. I don't ask you for ten miles of red makeup, nor do I ask you for ten miles of peach blossoms, I just want to see you again, touch you, kill you! The girl is a swordsman, the swordsman never pays attention to repaying grievances with virtue, and the swordsman has always relied on the sword in his hand!

Back then, you promised me ten miles of peach blossoms and ten miles of red makeup, but I waited, but you didn't come.

It was a day with an east wind, that year under the peach tree, the eleven-year-old boy and the twelve-year-old girl made a promise of ten miles of peach blossoms and ten miles of red makeup, and the girl swore that she would marry her when the boy became famous, and this was thirteen years!

The girl didn't know that the boy at that time had made this marriage with her, but the boy had a disease that would forget the past every year, that year, the boy and her met and knew each other, but the boy forgot her at the beginning of the new year, and forgot the girl who made a promise to him.

Every year, the boy will meet a lovely girl, he is ignorant, he has lived for seven years, from the age of seven, to the age of fourteen to meet his master, every year with a girl, acquaintance, acquaintance, appointment. I don't know if it's because of fate, or because of the entanglement in the previous life, maybe this is a period of abuse.

But the last one who still has a vague memory of the boy is not the girl who has been waiting for the boy for thirteen years, but the eldest lady of the Gu family who stands on the top of the West City and looks down on all beings, the beautiful woman who can overwhelm the world.

Yuan Shuping, this is the girl's name, the most ordinary and tenacious of the girls who made an agreement with Bu Zhijun back then. This tenacity made the girl wait for the boy for thirteen years in the eyes of the same family, and made the girl change from the most ordinary outer disciple to the current sword master of the Seven Stars Shaking Light Sword of the Listening to the Rain Pavilion!

Bu Zhijun himself didn't know how many things he missed when he was young, he forgot, forgot many people, many things, and even forgot his name and life experience, knowing that he met an old Taoist priest who was called a first-line heavenly machine by people on the rivers and lakes that year.

The old Taoist priest cured Bu Zhijun's illness and passed on his Tibetan Feng Duel and Ten Styles of Burial Sword. He handed him the token of the last promised girl, which was a handkerchief, embroidered with the promise he made with the girl, in this life, just for you to shake the peach blossoms in the sky!

Maybe Bu Zhijun didn't know that he actually carried the tokens of the seven girls on his body, the handkerchief, the jade ring that he had always worn around his neck, the scar that was deep on his chest, and the gourd that he always thought he had found from the mountains and brought on his body. The other three were not given to him by the maiden, but to the maidens in his first three years.

The wooden sword that is the same as the peerless sword, the booklet that teaches people how to use wood carving to practice flying knives, and the last puppet he carved out with his own hands, Yuan Shuping's most cherished puppet.

Tang Gate,

Looking at the fourteen of his fellow clansmen who fell to the ground, Tang Yuluo's slender eyebrows were raised, as if he had never seen those people before.

"Tang Yuluo, you don't look down on us, aren't you just a little better than us, don't use the rainstorm pear flower needle if you have the ability. A teenager who fell on top coughed up blood and clutched his chest and said in a hateful voice.

Tang Yuluo's posture is very slender, small hands, small feet, small face, she is a head and a half shorter than her sisters of the same age, and she looks like she has not grown.

"I'm sorry you were wrong, I really didn't look down on you. Tang Yuluo's words made the dozen or so people who fell to the ground a little stunned, in their memory, Tang Yuluo never admitted his mistakes, even with the old lady of the Tang family.

When Tang Yuluo walked out of the room, he left a sentence that made more than a dozen people spit out a mouthful of blood: "I have never seen you, so why should I look down on you?"