a ruthless swordsman

1.

What does it feel like to die?

The sword's edge sank into the chest, pierced the spine, and blood flowed profusely.The pain overwhelmed the fear of death, I only felt that all the internal energy in my body was vented in one place, and I could no longer exert my strength.

Will my father and mother wait for me on the Naihe Bridge?

probably not.

They didn't know that I came so fast, it was almost a few hours before and after.

I haven't been in the underworld yet, I have been floating in the darkness for a long time, and I don't know when I opened my eyes again.

There is light ahead.

2.

Why is the underworld so bright?

Why is this place so familiar?

Why are my legs getting shorter? !

3.

no……

How can I live again?

4.

let me calm down.

5.

Damn, can't calm down.

6.

It's a sin, a sin, this can't be heard by the third senior brother.

He didn't know that I had secretly learned some rather nasty phrases with the Fourth Teacher...Xie Ling.

7.

At the moment of magic, in the distance is the golden light covering the gate wall of green tiles and red bricks, and a stone tablet is built in front of the gate.

Tall and big, with extraordinary style, there are four big characters in the letter——

Lingxiao Mountain Villa.

I lowered my head to look at the legs that were shortened in the lower part of my body, and finally remembered where I was today, He Xi, and at this moment.

Four years ago, at the Martial Arts Gathering, various sects from all corners of the world gathered in Lingxiao Mountain Villa to learn from each other and compete for supremacy.

It turned out that I not only lived again, but also went backwards.

8.

"Ash!"

Someone behind me called my name, and I felt like I was struck by lightning.

Xie Ling put on a high ponytail to facilitate private competitions with other sect disciples, his brows are handsome and unrestrained.

What a handsome young man, but when I see him now, I can't tell what it feels like.

"Why stand there stupidly, go in."

He pushed me forward, not noticing my stiff look yet.

At any rate, he was someone who died once, I tried my best to adjust my expression, as usual, I turned my head and asked him: "Brother, what day is today?"

But let him catch me being stupid, Xie Ling smiled and said: "You are sleepy, it's the fourth day of junior high school, tomorrow is the restart day of the hero list, and almost all the people who should come from Lingxiao Villa have come."

Help.

Doesn't that mean I can meet my enemy tomorrow?

Should I poison his tea, or plant a hidden weapon before he goes on the field, or wait for him to pick five people in a row and give him a sword when he is exhausted?

Jiang Yufeng must die.

Master wants your life!

"Axue, Axue, why are you in a daze?" Xie Ling patted my cheek, put his hands on it and pulled it out.

"Pain Pain—"

I glared, shook off Xie Ling's hand, and followed my memory to find the room I lived in back then.

Left or right, it is decided to be left.

"Axue—" Xie Ling caught up with me, and said helplessly, "Our residence is here."

I knew it would be bad if I ran into Xie Ling as soon as I came back!

9.

The current owner of Lingxiao Villa, Qin Qiuyang, has some friendship with my father.

The Ruthless Sword Sect is very face-saving, and my father and mother, three senior brothers and four senior brothers, and a few outer disciples with good qualifications came.

The owner of Qin Zhuang arranged me and my party in the same courtyard, the environment is quiet, and few people disturb us.

My mother is sitting under the tree in the courtyard, drinking and chatting with Mrs. Qin.

"Auntie!" I rushed over recklessly, and suddenly realized that there was Mrs. Qin next to me, and made amends in embarrassment: "I met Aunt Qin."

Mrs. Qin covered her face with a chuckle, Xie Ling also stepped into the courtyard gate, and greeted the two ladies in the courtyard politely.He secretly grabbed the hem of my clothes, and said in a low voice: "Master and the wife of the owner are talking, so we two should not join in the fun."

Xie Ling was sixteen years old, he treated me as if I didn’t understand, I really didn’t understand then, but now I understand very well!

He was just afraid that Mrs. Qin would pull his hair on his mediator!

I saw through his little thoughts with a single glance, but it was a pity that his strength was still inferior to Xie Ling, who was growing from a stick, so I asked him to half-drag and half-drag him back to the room with hatred.

Xie Ling closed the door, picked up the teapot on the table and poured two cups of tea, handed me a cup, and said flatteringly: "Axue, what's wrong with you today, are you angry with senior brother?"

I lowered my head and blew on the tea, the tea stalk floating on the surface of the cup was floating here and there, I just kept my face sullen and refused to answer his words.

Even though Jiang Yufeng is Xie Ling's direct brother, my ruthless sword sect has raised him for 19 years.My father taught him how to practice swords since he was six years old, and my mother single-handedly raised him. Even after she had me, she still regarded him as her own child.Even I, among the several senior brothers, love to be with him the most, more like a real brother than a senior fellow.

Xie Ling...can you tell me why.

Naturally, he couldn't hear the question in my heart, he only thought that I was still angry about yesterday's trivial matter, so he knelt down and approached me, holding my knuckles.

"Axue, after tomorrow's competition, senior brother will take you to the back mountain to catch fish, okay?"

I do not want it.

Back then, I also went to the back mountain to catch fish, and I accidentally fell into the water, soaking the newly made clothes of A Niang, and I was very angry for a while.

"Axue, tell me the number, the senior brother will compete with this number tomorrow, and I will definitely add my name to the hero list."

This is easy.He won the 42nd place that year. I just want to say 41st. Xie Ling will never be able to do it.With the ability to predict the future, it seems that doing so is a bit invincible.

Xie Ling was at a loss, clutching my fingers and sighing, eyelashes cast a small shadow on the lower eyelid.

"Senior Brother," I lowered my eyelids, "Let me stay by myself for a while, I'll come back to you later, okay?"

10.

Xie Ling left as promised, and I was the only one left in the room.

I peeled the window paper and looked out, Mrs. Qin got up slowly, politely asked my mother to stop, and finally exited the courtyard gate.

I couldn't bear it anymore, pushed open the door and ran towards the courtyard, stopped in front of my mother, tears streaming down my face.

The crackling tears frightened my mother, she quickly pulled out the veil from her sleeve, wiped it on my face, frowned and said pitifully: "What happened, why is Xiao Chu crying, is it He Ling? Did you quarrel?"

I sniffed while denying: "No, no, mother, where is my father?"

"Your father went to drink with Master Qin and Master Wei." She bent down slightly, looking into my eyes, "Why do you ask, don't you never care about your father's whereabouts?"

That was in the past, now I have to ask every now and then, so as not to let my father be taken advantage of by thieves.

She asked me a few more questions, seeing that I didn't seem to be lying, but she couldn't ask anything, so she took my hand and asked me to sit in her and Dad's room and wait.

After a while, the servants of Lingxiao Mountain Villa brought in fresh meals, and there was a dish of boiled shrimps in the middle of the Eight Immortals table, which was my mother's handicraft.

She said: "I'm not at home, so I don't want to bother other people's kitchen. When I return to Jianzong, mother will cook your favorite dishes."

I held the rice bowl in my hand, and tears dripped into the cracks in the ground.

A Niang smiled, and stroked my temple hair, "Why is Xiao Chu crying again? He is thirteen this year, so he can no longer act like a five-year-old child, and let it go in front of A Niang."

I hurriedly swallowed the rice, and blushed and made an excuse: "Aniang's cooking is so delicious."

As soon as this remark came out, she laughed even more, laughing at me for being a silly child.

No, Aniang, I'm really scared, I'm afraid this is a dream.

Only when I eat the dishes you cook, I really believe that I have really gone through the world again.

11.

On the tip of the moon, my mother drove me back to my room.I stepped out of the threshold rubbing my slightly bulging belly, and knocked on the door of the third brother's room first, but unfortunately no one answered.

I hesitated again whether I should go to Xie Ling, but seeing Xie Ling, what should I say to him?

Ask him when did he meet brother Jiang Yufeng, and when did he plot to destroy my whole family?

Xie Ling was born in Jianzong, lived on the mountain for more than ten years, and hang out with me as long as he can remember, when did he recognize his own brother.

I couldn't figure it out, and stood in the yard in a daze.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration dawned, if Xie Ling and Jiang Yufeng had a chance to meet, wouldn't it be this time the martial arts group meeting?

12.

Facts have proved that there is a price to pay for a flash of brain power.

I glanced sideways at the candlelight in Xie Ling's room, and I ran into a person flying down from the eaves.

The man was wearing a mask, showing a pair of sharp eyebrows, the eyebrows pressed the narrow eyes, and I would not admit it wrong ten thousand times.

Enemy's road is narrow, so it is today.