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"Amitabha... Donor, you recognize the wrong person, the old man's name is Hui Ku, but he is a monk of Shaolin Temple..."After a moment of silence, Master Hui Ku stroked the tombstone and sighed.

"Daddy...... Do you still refuse to forgive me?" walked behind Master Huiku with heavy steps, looked at the depressed back, and Mo Wentian choked up.

"Master, after many years, some things... Can be put down..."Not far away, Ding Xiaoyao sighed, looked at the tombstone, and said with a sad expression.

"How can I let go? He killed Su Xin!" Turning around, he looked at Mo Wentian with hatred, and Master Huiku roared.

"Daddy!"

With a plop, Mo Wentian knelt in front of Master Huiku, and cried loudly: "It's me who I'm sorry for Su Xin! I've had a hard time all these years! I hate myself all the time!"

"I won't forgive you! I'll never forgive you!" his lips trembled, and Master Hui Ku burst into tears as he cried out in grief.

"Su Xin..."Not far away, seeing the two of them crying bitterly, Ding Xiaoyao looked up at the sky, tears swirled in his eyes, and he endured not to let them fall.

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Reminiscent of thirty years ago.

Ding Xiaoyao is over forty years old, with seven love swords in his hand, defeating all the heroes of the world, and ranking among the three great grandmasters.

At the top of Qianxun Peak, with the twin swords of Tiangang Zifeng hanging on his waist, and the wine in his hand, he proudly looked up at the heaven and earth.

"Hehe, thirty-year-old self-created love sword, such as invincible today, more than ten years have passed, lonely..."sighed, drank a sip of wine, Ding Xiao said to himself lonely.

"Help!

At this moment, an ethereal cry for help suddenly came from the depths of the woods.

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyao frowned, and his body disappeared on the top of the cliff like the wind.

The realm of the grandmaster, instantaneously shifted!

When I came to the depths of the woods, I saw a very delicate and sweet girl in a blue dress, sitting pale under a big tree, with a trap on her feet.

Her ankles were caught in the trap's weapon, and blood stained her beautiful dress red.

"Little girl, don't move..."Seeing that the girl frowned, trying to break free from the trap, Ding Xiaoyao shook his head and said indifferently.

"Ahh

I saw a man in white in front of him, with two long swords hanging from his waist, holding a pot of wine in his hand, looking at him indifferently.

The man's facial features are well-defined, his face is handsome and masculine, there is a trace of loneliness in his cold and deep eyes, and his temples are fluttering in the wind, and he looks so good-looking!

"Help me...", her heart became inexplicably restless, the girl's cheeks turned red, she lowered her head shyly, and whispered softly.

"Little girl, don't move, if you go down like this, I'm afraid this foot will be wasted..."Glancing at the girl, Ding Xiaoyao stepped forward and said indifferently.

With that, he squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and with a flick of his sword finger, he cut off the trap.

"Hmph..."As the trap was disconnected, blood gushed out from her ankle, and the girl snorted in pain.

"You know it hurts, that proves your foot is okay... Withholding it..."Glancing up at the girl, Ding Xiaoyao lowered his head again and said indifferently.

With that, he poured the wine in his hand on the girl's ankle, disinfected her, and cleaned the wound.

The girl bit her red lip and looked at Ding Xiaoyao in pain, at this moment, the sun shone on Ding Xiaoyao's cheeks, very handsome and charming, and the girl was distracted.

"Hiss..." cleaned the wound, took out a handkerchief from his chest, and Ding Xiaoyao carefully bandaged the girl.

"It's deserted here, why are you here?" Standing up, Ding Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back, looked at the girl, and asked indifferently.

"I'm here to pick flowers...", Lush Jade pointed to the flower basket beside her, and the girl smiled and explained.

After speaking, the girl stood up with difficulty and saluted gratefully: "Thank you Gongzi for saving me..."

However, there was pain in her ankle, and the girl lost her center of gravity and almost fell.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyao hurriedly took her hand and held her up.

"Little girl, are you okay?" holding the jade hand that was as soft as a bone, Ding Xiaoyao did not feel rude, but asked with concern.

She is now in her forties, and this little girl is afraid that she is not over the double ten, and she can be regarded as an elder, so she is not rude.

It's just that although Ding Xiaoyao didn't care, the girl covered her face with Hongxia and retracted her jade hand shyly.

"Thank you, Childe, I don't know... Childe's surname?" The beautiful eyes glanced at Ding Xiaoyao shyly, and the girl asked in a low voice.

"Hehe, childe, little girl, you can already be your uncle in the next year, you call it like this, it really makes you embarrassed..."Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyao shook his head and chuckled.

Self-cultivation, practice sword and heart, so the appearance is not easy to age, although he is more than forty years old, now it seems that he is not over thirty.

"Uncle?"

Hearing what Ding Xiaoyao said, the girl's face was stunned, and then she covered her red lips with her jade hand and laughed coquettishly: "Could it be that you are a monster?

Meimu looked at Ding Xiaoyao carefully and found that the other party seemed to be in his twenties, and there was not much difference in age from him.

So he thought that Ding Xiaoyao was making fun of himself, and when he was happy in his heart, he laughed like a flower.

This boy is so funny!

"Childe, my name is Mo Suxin... What about you?" Ying Ying smiled, and the girl asked softly.

"Hehe, why do you have to know each other when you meet, you don't need to know the name below..."

Shaking his head, Ding Xiaoyao took a sip of wine, and then turned to leave: "Little girl, your injuries are no longer serious, it's getting late, and there are more beasts in the Yin Wind Cliff, so you better go down the mountain early..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shifted in an instant, and Ding Xiaoyao disappeared in front of the girl.

"You... Can't you send me back if someone hurts their ankle and can't walk? Hmph, I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all..."Wrinkling her small and delicate nose, the girl snorted, and then limped away.

Holy Cult Yin Wind Cliff.

It was getting late, and night was falling.

The girl limped back to the Holy Church.

"Miss, you're back..."In front of the gate of the Holy Sect, the two guards of the gate hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted respectfully after seeing the girl.

"Okay, don't be polite, you've worked hard..."Ying Ying smiled, the girl shook her head, and walked into the Holy Sect with lotus steps.

"Su Xin, you're back!Where have you been?Brother, I'm worried and anxious!" As soon as he walked into the Holy Sect Hall, a middle-aged man dressed in black, with two long black eyebrows trembling, and a domineering body, greeted him, and said with a anxious expression.

And beside him, there stood a very handsome and well-mannered young man.

"Brother, I'm back......" Sticking out his tongue mischievously, he looked at the middle-aged man in black in front of him, and the girl said coquettishly.

After speaking, Meimu looked at the polite young man and greeted, "Brother Su..."

"Su Xin, it's good for you to come back, I haven't seen you for a day, the sect leader and I are very worried about you, you don't know martial arts, and your heart is so simple, what if you meet a bad person..."

Seeing the affection in the other party's eyes, the girl turned her head to avoid the other party's gaze, and then said coquettishly: "I'm not afraid, my brother is the three great masters, who dares to hurt me?"

The middle-aged man in black was one of the three great grandmasters, the Holy Sect Master, and the ghost hand did not ask the sky!

And this girl is Mo Wentian's sister, Mo Suxin!

The well-mannered young man is the right envoy of the Holy Sect, the strange doctor Su Baitao.

Thirty years ago, the Holy Sect was also at its peak, in addition to the four hall masters, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, there were also two envoys on the left and right.

Left make Long San smile, a hand of the Great Circle Day swordsmanship made out of the gods, the love sword seven styles have not come out before, known as the world's first swordsmanship, but unfortunately, its practice went mad, exploded and died, the Great Circle Day swordsmanship was lost, nine style sword moves, now only three styles are left!

The right envoy Su Baitao, known as a strange doctor in the rivers and lakes, rejuvenates his wonderful hands, and his medical skills are unmatched, and he has learned the true qi of the Holy Sect and the true qi of the hundred herbs, and he is the top master in the rivers and lakes!

"Hehe, you girl, you think too highly of me, my brother is not invincible in the world!"

Hearing what his sister said, Mo Wentian chuckled lightly, and said with a solemn face: "Today, in addition to my father, there are two other people who are my brother's strong enemies!"

"Brother, who are you talking about?" Hearing this, Mo Suxin blinked her beautiful eyes and asked suspiciously.

"What did the sect leader say about Ding Xiaoyao and Shangguan Liuyun?" beside him, Su Baitao frowned slightly, and read slowly.

"Yes, that Shangguan Liuyun, I'm not afraid, I have fought with him, and we are equal..."

Nodding, Mo Wentian's long eyebrows trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "What I care about is Ding Xiaoyao, it is rumored that his love sword seven styles are invincible in the world, I want to compete with him..."

"Alas, it's really boring to fight and kill all day long, I don't know why you men are so competitive..."

Beside him, hearing what his brother said, Mo Suxin frowned and sighed: "Brother, Brother Su, I'm a little tired, let's go back to the room first..."

Although Mo Suxin is the sister of the Holy Sect Master, she doesn't know martial arts at all, because what she hates most is fighting and killing.

With that, he limped towards the inner hall behind the two.

"Wait, Su Xin, your foot hurts?" Mo Wentian asked with concern when he noticed that his sister was walking with a limp.

"I... I'm fine, it's just that when I went up the mountain to pick flowers today, I accidentally caught the beast and was pinched..."Shaking his head, Mo Suxin signaled that he was okay.

"Is it serious to be caught by a beast weapon?" Let Brother Su take a look..."On the other side, hearing that Mo Suxin was injured, Su Baitao hurriedly said with an anxious expression.

"No need, Brother Su, I'm fine, I've already bandaged it, don't bother you..."

After that, a figure appeared in his mind, dressed in white, with well-defined facial features, a handsome and masculine face, and a lonely figure.

Thinking that the other party saved him, bandaged himself carefully, and held his own Rouyi, Mo Suxin's cheeks were rosy and he smiled stupidly.

Then, after giving a salute to Mo Wentian and Su Baitao, he walked into the inner hall with a smile.

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