The heavens start from the anger and clearness of Xiangxi

Chapter 21 The New Drizzle
Since the last time I met Lu Zhu, although Xiao Yu had gained freedom, she did not return to Black Stone, but wandered aimlessly in the rivers and lakes.

She didn't understand what Lu Zhu meant by doing this.

Obviously the two people have never met, a monk and a cold-blooded killer, obviously have nothing to do with each other.

Why did he make up for himself the Pishui swordsmanship?

Why did he do everything possible to improve himself?
Why was he willing to die by his own sword?
Ever since Xiao Yu became a killer, the blood stained on her hands could not be washed away.

She may have killed more animals than a butcher, and she has also seen the reactions of many people before they died, some struggling, some crying, some wailing, some resisting, some calmly dying, and some yelling of.

But she had never seen someone smiling like Lu Zhu, who seemed satisfied and pleased?

Wasn't death a frightening thing, she wondered?

Why is he smiling so relieved?
Before he died, Lu Zhu said: I would like to be transformed into a stone bridge, to be exposed to 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, and 500 years of rain.
Xiao Yu also didn't understand what this meant.

But for the first time in her life, she fell into confusion.

In the past, she was just a tool for killing people.

The King of the Wheel raised her and taught her martial arts, so she always thought that it was only right and proper to help the King of the Wheel to kill people, and never thought about the meaning of these things.

She has never thought about who she is, what she wants, like a cold sword, without thought, just a tool.

But after that day, she seemed to have her own thinking, and she would start to think about these issues, and slowly develop in the direction of a flesh-and-blood person.

But these questions were too profound and complicated, and she couldn't figure them out at all.

But even so, she didn't want to go back to Black Stone and the past.

Those who have never seen the light can endure endless darkness, but as long as they have seen a glimmer of light, no one wants to sink in the darkness.

Xiao Yu has been wandering in the rivers and lakes with these questions that she can't even think about, and she hopes to find the answers to those questions.

These days, she has seen and experienced a lot.

Now, she knows that money can be earned without killing people, that food can be obtained through cultivation, that there is a relationship between people called trust, and that there is sympathy between the strong and the weak besides killing and plundering. and help.

I also know that there is a kind of affection between men and women called love.

love?
Maybe Lu Zhu's feeling for him is love.

Can love make people fearless of death?
Xiaoyu can't figure it out, she doesn't understand why love can make people go against their nature, because she hasn't even experienced the feeling of trust.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that her previous life was blank, with nothing, not even a name.

Except for the killer's code name "Xiaoyu", who is she?Who cares about her?
It seems that there is no more, even her enemies only know "Xiaoyu".

At this moment, she felt endless loneliness.

It's ridiculous to say that from the moment she became a killer, she has been accompanied by loneliness, but it seems that she didn't really understand what loneliness is until recently.

This feeling is really terrifying, like a living dead, alive but no different from dead.

Just when she was sunk in confusion and loneliness, wandering outside the world, Black Stone found her.

It was a woman she hadn't seen before, maybe a new killer.

She doesn't want to bother with these people now, because she doesn't want to kill that woman.

From the moment she began to examine the meaning of life, she suddenly felt that life is so mysterious and beautiful, and it should not be deprived of it.

"You are Xiao Yu?" The woman looked at Xiao Yu who was in a daze, and said disdainfully: "What kind of person did you think it was, but it turned out to be a beggar, a lunatic."

beggar?madman?
Maybe it is, she has been in a daze for the past half month, and it probably looks like this to outsiders.

Xiao Yu ignored her sarcasm, and didn't want to get entangled with her, so she just walked around her silently and continued to move forward.

"My name is Ye Zhanqing, and I'm the new 'Xiao Yu'. I will replace you and become the most feared killer!" Ye Zhanqing showed off while raising the repaired water-dispelling sword.

New drizzle?

That's right, it's just a code name, anyone can do it.

Xiao Yu suddenly felt a lot lighter, as if she was freed from a cold body.

At this moment, she actually felt a little grateful to the woman in front of her, but she still didn't look back, and she didn't say a word.

Ye Zhanqing saw that Xiao Yu was ignoring her, and her face was instantly livid: "I heard that you are the most powerful killer in the Black Stone except for the King of Wheels. I want to see if you, a crazy woman, are really that powerful!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Chanqing pulled out the water-piercing sword that could cut gold and cut jade, and stabbed at the sluggish drizzle.

Although her internal skills are weak, she has mastered all 41 ways of water-piercing swordsmanship, and ordinary Jianghu people can't do fifty moves in her hands.

But Xiao Yu didn't dodge or dodge Ye Chanqing's sword stabbing from behind, as if he really became a crazy beggar who didn't know martial arts at all.

Ye Zhanqing looked at the numb drizzle, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he was overjoyed in his heart.

Ever since she joined Blackstone, she has been Xiaoyu's substitute, and everyone regards her as Xiaoyu's substitute, an inferior substitute.

However, as long as he kills her today, he will no longer be a substitute, but the real Xiao Yu, the top killer who makes all the people in Jiang Hu frightened!
What a delight that would be!

She doesn't love power or wealth, she only desires and enjoys the pursuit and envy of others.

The feeling of being admired and awe-inspiring by everyone is like a poison that kills her soul and makes her unable to stop.

Seeing the sword edge that was getting closer to Xiao Yu, Ye Chanqing's smile became more and more wanton, as if she would have everything she longed for in the next moment.

However, things did not go as she wished.

The same martial arts, when used by different people, will have earth-shaking differences.

Ye Chanqing couldn't see Xiao Yu's movements at all, she just felt a silver light dazzled her eyes, and she just closed them subconsciously.

But when she opened her eyes again, Xiao Yu's sword had already reached her heart.

Ye Zhanqing didn't even have time to put away her unscrupulous sneer, she was about to wake up from that beautiful fantasy and face the cold reality.

The reality is that the gap between her and Xiao Yu is too big, it is beyond her imagination.

With just one move, she was defeated.

In other words, Xiao Yu didn't even make a move, because she didn't see how Xiao Yu made her move at all.

This reality, although it also made her feel scared, but more of it was anger.

Yes, she is angry.

When ordinary people are defeated, they may blame themselves for not being up to date, or regret that they have no talent, but she just feels angry.

Angry that what others said about her was true, that she was really a poor substitute.

Perhaps, she wasn't even a substitute, because she wasn't even qualified to be a substitute.

Such a fact made her angry, not at her own incompetence, but at the fact.

(End of this chapter)