Qingluo was a little remorseful, after all, if she hadn't said a lot of things and woke up Ling Su, I am afraid that the Yunshui Sword would be in her hand by now. She didn't want to talk to Ling Su anymore, but when she heard Ling Su's flustered words, she couldn't help but feel angry in her heart, her eyes were full of coldness, she sneered, and mocked: "It's really a shame that the fairies of our Yunshui Sword Sect remember!

"Qingluo, what do you mean by this, a few of you, of course I remember!" Ling Su was puzzled, from the beginning of the meeting, Qingluo was targeting her everywhere, as if she had a deep hatred with her, so she said anxiously, "Could it be that something happened to a few of them, and why are you targeting me everywhere?"

"Ha Luha, you really asked knowingly!" Qing Luo smiled coquettishly, stretched out her fingertips and gently stroked the sharp blade in her hand, frowned and said coldly, "Didn't you forget that when the master asked us to decide to go to the Yunshui Sword Sect, we agreed that no matter who it was, we wouldn't go?"

"Of course I remember ......" At this point, Ling Su's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Seeing her complexion, Qingluo thought that she remembered what she had done at the beginning, so she chuckled and said softly: "It was originally agreed to be good, but some people are greedy for glory and wealth, and they can't endure hardships.

"No...... I am ......" Ling Su was shocked when he heard Qingluo's cold words, and said busily. But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qingluo's cold voice: "It's useless to talk too much, I don't want to listen to your quibbles! As for you asking Mei'er? Hehe, they are already dead, as early as five years ago! Originally, one of them could not die, but you snatched the opportunity, understand? Since the moment you went to the Yunshui Sword Sect without authorization, I no longer believe that there is true love in this Jianghu, and some are just false feelings!"

After that, Qingluo's breath rose again, perhaps it was the words just now that aroused his anger, and he sneered: "If you don't hand over the Yunshui Sword, it's okay, I will fight until you can't get up, and then, I'll take it myself, don't you!" As she spoke, Qingluo smiled, her lotus steps turned, her long sleeves flew up, and the blade was cold, as if she was in the clouds.

Ling Su felt bitter in her heart, knowing the reason why Qingluo treated her like this, and the combination of the two, she herself guessed the original process, and couldn't help but hate it in her heart, but helplessly, Qingluo at this time no longer listened to her advice. Ling Su took a few steps back, and he was already in front of the window, and it seemed that there was no way back.

Qingluo sneered, spit out her fragrant tongue and licked her lips, and said bloodthirsty: "You have no way out!" Ling Su, it's better to hand over the Yunshui Sword obediently, so as to save you from suffering from flesh and skin, after all, we have known each other. If you fight to the end, I'm afraid my sister won't show mercy!"

Ling Su's heart sank slightly, his eyes condensed, thinking about the current countermeasures. Suddenly, the Yunshui Sword trembled slightly, waking up Ling Su, Ling Su's heart moved, he bowed slightly, he had a plan, and whispered: "Sister Qingluo, you hate me, I have nothing to say! But if you insist on snatching the Yunshui Sword, I can only fight with all my strength! Also, you just said 'him', who is that 'he', and what does it have to do with us?"

"Huh...... Interesting!" Qingluo leaned on the wooden table on her back, her skirt hung to the ground, her body was rich, she chuckled, and said word by word, "If you win me, then I will tell you everything!"

When Ling Su heard this, he took a deep breath, bowed his head slightly, and stood with his sword up, his breath was thicker than just now, his eyebrows were condensed, and he said in a deep voice: "That is the case, a word is a certainty! Be careful, Sister Qingluo, I will definitely do my best!"

Qingluo didn't look nervous when she heard Ling Su's firm words, she still leaned on the wooden table, her smile was bright, as if waiting for Ling Su's first move. Ling Su also knew that Qingluo was deliberately trying to let herself attack first, but it was not hypocritical, after all, if it was a head-to-head confrontation, Qingluo would definitely have a slight advantage.

Ling Su's eyes flashed, the horizontal sword was in front of her, silently reciting the Yunshui swordsmanship, and in an instant, her body exuded endless momentum, suddenly, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and the whole person stood upright like a sword out of the sheath. Finally, Qing Luo's eyes changed a little in shock, and she muttered: "Yunshui Sword Technique is really amazing, it can actually merge all the sword qi into itself and make yourself a sword?"

At this moment, Ling Su, who had always gathered qi, finally stepped forward, his speed was extremely fast, his eyes flashed, his sword aura soared into the sky, and a cold light flashed. Qingluo snorted coldly, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she withdrew and dodged Ling Su's attack, and turned her palm over, turned around and slashed, grazing Ling Su's scalp.

Ling Su was a little shorter, his heart was cold, and he waved the Yunshui Sword horizontally, the cold sword edge was extremely intimidating, and Qingluo's body straightened up, took a light step, focused on the sharp blade in his hand, calmly, and successfully took Ling Su's sword. But Qingluo didn't have time to rejoice, Ling Su poured all his martial arts, and the sword qi in his hand had already been condensed, and he attacked again.

Qing Luo had no strength left to take it, so she had to move back in a few steps, dodging Ling Su's sword qi. "Second knife flow?" Qingluo wondered.

Ling Su was silent, laughed softly, and came quickly, trying to suppress Qingluo with this "second knife stream", and won in one fell swoop. Qingluo Fang looked at the majestic Ling Su with some solemnity, sneered, and sighed: "Sure enough, I learned something in the Yunshui Sword Sect, it's very interesting!"

After saying that, Qingluo's shoulders sank, stepped forward, stared at Ling Su's eyes evilly, and took Ling Su's arms just right, dodging his body, dodging the blade, but the sharp blade was in his mouth for some time, and the cold light flashed, and a trace of red oozed out, dripping down Ling Su's gooseneck. The next moment, Qingluo took off the sharp blade that was still stained with blood droplets, stared at it, and said in a deep voice: "You lost!"

"I lost......" Ling Su was a little depressed, he didn't expect that he hadn't completely used the Yunshui Sword Technique, it was already over, but he seemed to remember something, his eyes looked at Qingluo with blazing eyes, and he said suspiciously, "Sister Qingluo, why didn't you kill me just now?"

"Huh...... For the people I resent, I naturally have the right to decide whether to kill or not!" Qingluo turned around and moved the lotus step lightly, her temperament still outstanding. Ling Su sneered, shook his head lightly, and sighed: "You lied, Sister Qingluo, you didn't kill me, just because you couldn't let go of our feelings, and you couldn't do it." Xie Lu, thank you, Sister Qingluo! If I say that I didn't leave voluntarily back then, do you still hate me?"

"You don't need to say it...... I already guessed!" Qing Luo turned her back to Ling Su, her originally cold words were trembling slightly, her shoulders trembled, and she whispered, "Everything was done by him, what I hate is that since you came out of the Yunshui Sword Sect two months ago, why didn't you come to me? I waited for you for ten days in the place where I used to train, until the last day, you are still the future! Could it be that the head of the Ye family is really more important than the sisters?"

"This ......" Ling Su clenched the sword in his hand, lowered his eyebrows, stared at the misty Yunshui Sword, and felt that he had nothing to say.

Qingluo rubbed her eyes, slowly turned around, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, now the smile is no longer cold, but as warm as before, and sighed: "Sister Ling Su, there are only you and me left of the five of us......

"Are they ......" Ling Su was startled, his eyes widened, and he said in a trembling voice, "Are they all dead? Who did it? Who is that 'he'?"

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Qingluo's mouth, slowly pacing in front of the window, staring at the bright moon outside the window, and sighing softly: "You must have guessed, I know you very well, you, have been suppressing your wisdom......" Qingluo, who had a sad face, leaned lightly against the window, her long hair like a waterfall rose in the wind, revealing her fair side face, and the sparse moonlight fell on her clothes, becoming a warm color.

Ling Su was speechless, his teeth bit his lips tightly, his eyebrows frowned tightly, and the Yunshui Sword seemed to respond to the woman's mentality, making a loud sound, and the mist on the sword body was thicker, and the murderous aura gradually diffused.

She looked back at Ling Su, her thin lips pursed slightly, and she sighed again: "Alas, you just asked me, why did you become like this? Since separation, I have seen too many deaths, witnessed too many betrayals, this Jianghu, if the heart is soft, doomed to die without a place to be buried. Only by being ruthless can you live a long time. ”

Although everyone understands this truth, but there are a few people who really do it, Ling Su looked at her strangely, guessing what kind of situation these sisters have encountered, so that they can have this thorough understanding. Suddenly, Ling Su looked at Hui Qingluo carefully, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he said in a trembling voice: "Sister Qingluo, your body is ......."

"Hmm...... You've found it!" Qingluo tilted her head, lowered her eyebrows and stared at the swaying trees outside the window, a trace of sadness condensed between her eyebrows, which could not be dissolved, and after a while, she sneered and said in a deep voice, "Yes, sister, I was broken, it was five years ago, the culprit was our master, and the rest of the sisters were all killed by the people he found...... And I, I can only watch them die tragically!" With that, Qingluo raised her fingertips and stroked her delicate face, smiling indifferently, her eyes overflowing with murderous intent.

Ling Su was furious in his heart, and said coldly: "I'll kill him!"

"Hehe......" Qingluo raised her fingertips and gently touched the slippery snow skin on Ling Su's face, shook her head lightly, and sighed, "I will kill myself, just because at that time, he was moving and staring at me, saying, if he hates, he will hate it completely, and I hope I can kill him with my own hands one day." Before I killed him, I was his person and did things for him, so I would stop everyone except me from killing him!" The look in Yiren's eyes was extremely firm, Ling Su sighed slightly, lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, feeling the sadness that permeated his surroundings.