I heard I'm a scum

One step, one hell, one sword cuts all living beings.

These ten characters describe a person.

The person known as the "Magic Sword".

No one knew the name of the magic sword, only that it was a man in a blood-clothed man holding a long sword lingering in blood.

The bloody clothes were originally white clothes dyed with blood, and no one could ignore the strong and pungent smell of blood.

People who have seen the magic sword say that it is not a person, but a sword, a magic sword full of killing and death!

On the bloody night ten years ago, the magic sword appeared in front of people for the first time.

On that day, the sky and the earth changed color.

That night, corpses littered the field.

With just one sword, there are countless lonely souls and wild ghosts.

When he killed, his eyes were as red as blood.

Those who survived by chance said that it was a Shura hell.

Back then, how many martial arts rookies challenged the magic sword to become famous in the universe, and how many masters of the rivers and lakes tried to kill the magic sword, but they all became souls under the sword, and achieved the name of the magic sword invincible with their own lives.

One sword per person is enough to kill all living beings.

After that, he seemed to be a taboo for all people in the Jianghu. As long as he was mentioned, everyone would feel fear.

"This magic sword is so powerful, why is there no news about him now?" In a certain teahouse, the eyes of a young guest listening to the book brightened, "Could it be given by some hero..."

"Impossible." The storyteller shook his head, "The magic sword disappeared suddenly. No one knows where he went, and no one knows why he disappeared, and no one knows when he will reappear. All I know is, If the Demon Sword appears again, no one in the world can stop him."

The storyteller seemed a little bit embarrassed, as if he looked through this teahouse and saw the corpses strewn all over the field, and... the bloody Shura.

That was the era when one person and one sword shattered the entire world, it was the era when all geniuses were dimmed, it was... the era that only belonged to the magic sword.

But now, although the Demon Sword has been released for several years, no one dares to forget him.

Especially... the kind of fear that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Those who have not experienced the massacres cannot understand the fear of the survivors at all. They can no longer even pick up the sword, and they have been devastated since then.But even if they are retired, it is rare for someone to escape the nightmare. Every time they wake up in the middle of the night, they always have to confirm whether they are still alive.

"Let's talk about something else." The storyteller saw that the atmosphere was a little silent, so he quickly changed the subject, "I heard that last month, that Prince Han was on the banks of the Qinhuai River. That Huakui lady fell in love so much that she even said that she would not marry unless she was a king!"

He shifted the topic to Prince Qin's son.

The son of King Qin, surnamed Han, named Xuanyi, was born suave and handsome, with a pair of peach blossom eyes looking forward to life.In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many idiots and resentments he has provoked, but he withdraws gracefully, leaving countless debts of love in vain.

This kind of state that men and women can eat is even worse than Chu Xiangshuai, who has countless confidante, Lu Xiaofeng, the vagabond who loves to provoke women, and Jiang Feng, who is known as the most beautiful man in the world... Besides, the last one is still the son of King Qin. The ambiguous list.

After all, men and women take it all.

His romantic scandals have become popular all over the world in recent years, to the point where almost everyone is interested, regardless of gender.

Sure enough, at this moment, Mr. Storyteller brought out the scandalous scandal of Prince Qin's son, which immediately had a miraculous effect.

Everyone began to gossip about the rumors they heard——

"What is this? Seven years ago, when King Qin's son was born, he attracted the jealousy of the ladies in the capital!"

"Didn't it mean that Han Shizi and the prime minister's daughter had already made an engagement?"

"So what if there is a marriage contract? That elder son is very flirtatious, and it is said that he seems to have something to do with the rumored Yulang Jiang Feng..."

"Jiang Feng? But what I heard is...Master Wuhua!"

"What's the matter with Master Wuhua? Is there a newcomer on the Shizi's beauty hunting list? Tell me quickly!"

"What are you talking about? What is the list of hunting beauty? Han Shizi obviously only has a lot of friends, so don't gossip!"

"Han Shizi is casual, we don't mean to slander him at all. Tell me about Master Wuhua? He has nothing to do with Han Shizi!"

"I heard that Han Shizi and Master Wuhua of Shaolin have been friends for a long time. Some time ago, I finally posted an invitation..."

"So this time, Shizi Han left Qin King's fiefdom for the sake of Master Wuhua?"

In a private room on the second floor separated by a screen, a man in a red cloak stroked his mustache on his upper lip, which made him quite proud, and winked at the man in white who was leaning on the back of the chair and drinking tea: "Ha Haha! King Qin’s sons and daughters take all men and women?"

His voice did not restrain himself, and immediately attracted the attention of the nearby tea drinkers——

"Who's that sitting over there?"

The shop clerk immediately replied: "It's two young masters, one of them is very expensive, and the other... looking at the clothes, it seems to be Lu Xiaofeng and the great hero."

While discussing in the teahouse, I heard a chuckle from the private seat. The chuckle seemed to ring in my ears. It was so crisp and numb that people couldn't ignore it. I just wanted to go behind the screen to see how romantic the owner of the voice was. figure.

At this moment, the owner who heard the voice said: "Lu Xiaofeng, you are really bored, so I went to find your confidante. If there is nothing else, I still have an appointment, so I will leave first."

As soon as the voice fell, the screen of the private seat was opened, and a man in white came out from inside.

The corners of the white brocade robe on the man's body were woven with silver silk, which was extremely low-key and luxurious. His whole body was extraordinary, and his gestures showed the demeanor of an aristocratic family. One could tell at a glance that he was not a son of an ordinary family.

Looking at his face like white jade, his lips like vermilion red, his peach blossoms are slightly curved, and there is a spring smile in the corner of his eyes, he has a charming and charming appearance.

Just look at his eyes gleaming at the water, chatting and laughing in all kinds of romantic ways.

The man was born so handsome and charming, even people who saw him for the first time could tell his identity——Han Xuanyi, the son of King Qin!

"Alas!?" Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback, "Han Xuanyi, don't go!"

Han Xuanyi looked back sideways, his eyes turned slightly, and he smiled: "Lu Xiaofeng, you have an appointment with Ximen Chuuxue."

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened all of a sudden, he smiled wryly again and stroked his mustache, shook his head and said: "Since you have already guessed it, I will not hide it from you, I have indeed invited Ximen Chuuxue to come here."

Han Xuanyi raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered slightly, but he smiled again: "Then I won't bother you, see you later."

"Then we will meet later!" Lu Xiaofeng didn't try to persuade him, but became more curious about the things between him and Ximen Chuuxue.

The eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, Han Xuanyi, no matter when, where, and whoever he faces, he always looks like a handsome young man with a smile on his eyebrows and slightly curved lips, attracting countless moths to the fire, even if he is burned to death Hui also has no regrets.

But he only treats Ximen Chuuxue... It can be said that he keeps his distance from him.

It's just that the outside world doesn't know that's all. They care more about where Han Shizi has been recently and whose Hua'er's heart has been broken.

But as a mutual friend of Han Xuanyi and Ximen Chuuxue, Lu Xiaofeng knew that where Ximen Chuuxue was, Han Xuanyi would consciously avoid it.

Lu Xiaofeng's curiosity is like a kitten with its paws that can't hurt anyone, scratching his heart again and again, making him itchy, eager to know what's going on between his two friends what happened.

Unfortunately, except for the two parties involved, no one seems to know.

Lu Xiaofeng asked Han Xuanyi, but he gained nothing except being teased by the other party; as for Ximen Chuuxue... Lu Xiaofeng doesn't want to be hunted down right now.So he can only guess for himself.

Han Xuanyi nodded slightly, without pausing on his feet, he walked out of the teahouse in a blink of an eye.

Until then, the guests in the teahouse came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"That's Han..."

"Han Shizi?!"

"Is that the Prince Qin's son? Sure enough, the phoenix looks like a dragon, and he is very romantic!"

"Isn't it?" One of the black-faced men clicked his tongue, "Looking like this, not to mention the daughters of ordinary people, even the queen mother in the deep palace..."

"Speak carefully!" The scholar sitting across from the man hissed, how can this royal matter be discussed casually?Especially when it comes to that one... I don't know how he died!

If they get involved...

The man was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, quickly closed his mouth, and at the same time carefully looked around and found nothing unusual, so he was a little relieved, but he didn't dare to be unrestrained in his mouth.

Prince Qin's son is bold and unrestrained, he doesn't care about these rumors and gossip, even if he heard it with his own ears, he would laugh it off.

Even for high-ranking officials and dignitaries, it doesn't hurt to arrange a few occasionally.

Only the empress dowager in the palace is not a good-tempered person. If the all-pervasive Jin Yiwei hears about it and hears it, they will all die!

***

The night is like ink, and the moonlight is like water.

The breeze is blowing, and the lake is sparkling.

A small boat is floating in the center of the lake, and the monks on board are stroking the zither, melodious and melodious.

The monk looks like a beautiful woman, with a calm and peaceful expression.

He is waiting for someone.

The young man in white came slowly from the bridge.

Han Xuanyi, whose name is Xuanyi, prefers to wear white clothes.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the white brocade robe woven with precious and beautiful silk threads, the silver threads embedded in it are faintly visible like starlight. At first glance, it is really a fairy coming to the world!

The young man in white was holding two peach blossoms in his hands, and they swayed gently with his footsteps, leaving only a little fragrance floating in the night breeze.

"Han Shizi." The monk on the boat smiled slightly, and stopped playing the qin. The remaining sound of the qin gradually dissipated on the wide lake. Only the monk playing the qin and the young man listening to the qin still remembered its beauty.

"Wuhua." Han Xuanyi murmured softly, as if thinking of something, he showed a meaningful smile, "What a good dharma name..."

He threw a peach branch into the water, and then crossed in the air, like a fairy in a storybook, he stepped down from the bridge, stepped on the peach branch, and stood firmly on the lake. There is not even a trace of water on the hem of the robe, which shows the subtlety of his lightness kung fu and the depth of his inner strength.

The peach branch moved automatically without wind, as if being pushed by something, it carried the young man in white, and quickly drifted towards the boat in the middle of the lake, and it was in front of the boat in a blink of an eye.

Han Xuanyi tapped the peach blossom branch under his feet again, and he stood up lightly, letting go of the lonely peach blossom branch floating on the water, and he landed on the boat in an instant.

He held the remaining branch of peach blossom in his hand, put it on the guqin in front of the monk, flicked the pink and tender flower lightly, and a faint fragrance of peach blossom spread out.

Han Xuanyi looked at the monk who looked like a woman, and admired: "There are flowers that can be broken straight, don't wait for no flowers to break branches."

"Sure enough, a good name."

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