Out of Yuanmen

The current No. [-] master in the world who holds the sword was just a girl in clothes on the bank of the Qin River back then.A young swordsman rode a white horse across the river, and the girls who were springing by the river covered their faces with handkerchiefs, but couldn't help but sneak a look.

Without him, this young hero in fresh clothes, furious horse, sword-browed and star-eyed, looks suave and suave, just like the young hero in the storyteller's mouth comes alive.

The girl in the clothes didn't seem to notice the chivalrous man who caused the commotion.She has a basket of clothes to wash, and she will be scolded if she can't finish it.After being scolded, I haven't had dinner yet.

The young man stopped the reins, let out a "huh", and saw that the ordinary girl in a slick coat was beating her clothes with a faint sword intent.He thought the spring breeze was too warm, so he jumped off the horse and squatted next to the girl, staring at her movements for a long time.

The young man clapped his hands and said with a smile, "little girl, you are destined to be with me, can I take you as my apprentice?"

The girl in Huanyi was startled, her eyes widened, and she pushed the young man into the water.With a splash, the heroic young hero became a drowned chicken and sank into the river with a gurgling sound.

"ah……"

Realizing that she had caused a catastrophe, the girl in the wash clothes picked up the wooden basin, turned around and was about to run away.The young man popped his head out of the water, with a broken lotus leaf on his head, wiped the water on his face, laughed loudly and said, "I, Huang Baichuan, have never met an opponent in my life, but I am here to eat you!" It’s a big loss! Dear disciple, you gave Master a good bath!”

A petal fell from the mountain peach by the river, and it fell silently on the tip of the girl's nose.She stared blankly at the strange man in front of her, and chuckled.

"Worshiping you as a teacher, can I eat enough?"

"Enough!"

In March in the south of the Yangtze River, a hundred flowers bloom.Huang Baichuan casually picked off a branch of white and pink flowers, and pinned it between the hair of the girl in the clothes.He thought for a moment, then said, "This flower is called Fuzhu."

Many years ago, the girl in Huanyi and the young swordsman left Qinjiang and went to Yaoshan.Many years later, the sword-supporting woman lost all of her master's hands and feet, and the real Huanglongjian dragged her broken body down Yaoshan Mountain.

If the sword-supporting woman begged for mercy, she would not be the old woman who frightened the martial arts world.Even though Xie Changya used unrefined tricks, the two still fought for a long time, passing five or six hundred moves.

The sword-supporting woman's sword energy broke the three pillars of the main hall of Yaoshan Mountain, and drew a deep ravine in front of the hall.In the end, she took Xie Changya's left eye, and Xie Changya's knife cut off her head.

"Where are you going?"

At the end, Fu Jiannu asked in a cold voice.

Xie Changya laughed wildly: "I'm going to the sky!"

The head of the sword-supporting woman fell to the ground with a "bang".She opened her eyes, even though her expression was calm, there seemed to be a lot of regret in her eyes.Xie Changya covered his bleeding left eye, his canthus was about to burst, he picked up the head of the sword woman with a knife, and smashed it heavily to the ground.

"Damn old godmother!!!"

The belated sword slaves rushed towards Xie Changya, he sneered, and turned the knife in his hand, letting the rain wash away the fresh blood on it.

In the rain that night, Yaoshan was completely silent.

……

Li Jing was wrapped in a thick fox quilt, his hands holding the stove trembled slightly, and his complexion was as pale as gold paper.People in the Chongxiao League were in a mess, coming and going, making him upset.

Li Jing, calm down.

Even though Li Jing has always boasted that iron and bronze are cast, but at the moment he is still at a loss.There were too many, too many affairs to be dealt with in the Chongxiao League, and he wished he could tear himself into eight pieces.There is no charter for the Martial Arts Conference, Sanxian Island doesn't know what the idea is, the leader's private matter... and Xie Changya!

Xie Changya, how dare you!Damn you!

The news that the demon leader Xie Changya went to Yaoshan alone and slaughtered all the sword sects of Yaoshan was widely spread.None of them had ever thought that Xie Changya could not perform five hundred moves under Fu Jiannu's hands a few years ago, but now he could cut off the head of the No. 1 martial artist.May I ask, who else is his opponent in the whole martial arts righteous way?

Zhenxiu?Sanxian Island is also good and evil, it is not guaranteed to cooperate with Ban Yuezong long ago!

Baifeng Temple?That group of bull-nosed sword moves are beautiful but flashy, not to mention they never interfere in these matters?

Chongxiaomeng was in charge, but it was ridiculous to expect them to deal with Xie Changya!Leaving aside Mrs. Huaizhu, who of them is Xie Changya's single enemy!

People in the Jianghu talk about each other, look around, and find that there is no one who can fight in the huge martial arts world.The woman holding the sword has been pressed on her head for so many years. This seemingly happy martial arts has stripped off the gorgeous outer skin, and the exposed inner has long been rotten.How long has the Tianzi Bang not been moved?

The panic and anger that had nowhere to vent, all rushed to the Chongxiao League.Who else can rely on to maintain the righteous way of martial arts?Why didn't deputy leader Li give a charter? Why is leader Jiang still in retreat after something terrible happened? !

Li Jing has been busy all day, can't hold back his words, can't think of a way out.All he wants to do now is smash the stove on the ground, fuck his good temper, he's going to yell at you, you bastards who only know how to get into grandma's crotch, you call yourself a quack hero for nothing, so your father's legs!When something happened, I wanted to push Chong Xiaomeng out to die. Why didn't I see you respecting us on weekdays?A hypocrite at a time, a tiger with a smiling face, I bah!

Jiang Che, if you don't fucking come out to take care of things, I won't do it anymore, hang yourself on the door beam of the practice room, it's over!

However, Li Jing could only curse in his heart.

In the vast rivers and lakes, there are always people who want to provoke the leader.He was the one who decided to stand up together with Jiang Che back then, and he had no reason to back down.It's just that when I was young, I had a passion for it, thinking that I was a world-class hero who rescued the suffering; when I really took on the heavy responsibility, I only felt bitter.

bitter.

Li Jing found an empty chair and sat down, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

It is said that people who are often dear to each other are disobedient and separated, and cannot get along with each other. This is called the suffering of love and parting.

It is said that people who are often hated and hated seek to stay away, but gather instead.

It is said that all things in the world, those who love and enjoy themselves, seek them but cannot obtain them, which is called suffering without seeking them.

You can't love, you can't ask for it.There are seven sufferings in the Buddhist family, and their Chongxiao alliance is almost complete.

When he thought about it carefully, it wasn't just like Chongxiaomeng?It's just that all living beings are suffering.

……

In the ruins of a ruined temple halfway up Yaoshan Mountain, a dirty old man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, lifted the wine jar in his hand, raised his head, and drank the last drop.

"Fuzhu, you have fought with me for half your life, but I never thought that you would die at someone else's hands! I, Huang Baichuan, have never met opponents in my life, but encountered demonic obstacles."

He smashed the wine jar onto the ruins, and after a crisp "crash", pieces of broken porcelain were scattered on the ground.Huang Baichuan cried and laughed, until the end, he couldn't make a sound.His eyes dimmed, and the scene of the middle-aged swordsman and the young girl squatting in the wine cellar on the Yaoshan Mountain appeared again and smiled.

"Why is this wine called such a strange name?"

The young girl is slim and tall, with black and white eyes, eccentric.She smiled at the swordsman, and replied: "People in this world who are obsessed with martial arts have bitterness in their hearts. I hope, Master, after drinking this jar of wine, your heart will be sweeter!"

The old man bent his back and lifted a branch from the ground.He rubbed his eyes, with a smile on his mouth and tears in his eyes: "Stinky girl, Laozi Mo Meng. Why is this wine so bitter..."