Strongest Sword God System

[ps: Sitting on a high pitching pile, crying out loud, asking for a monthly ticket, asking for a reward, asking for a collection, asking for a festival]

The bluestone steps are filled with yellow leaves, the green vines that spread on it are extraordinarily green, Su Bai slaps on it, perhaps the sound of the footsteps, or the sound of Su Bai alarmed that the aged silhouette . 【

The silhouette turned slowly, and the years left too many traces on his face. The only thing that remained unchanged was the scorpion.

Su Bai remembers the first time he saw Xie Xiaofeng. What impressed him the most was the sorrow of Xie Xiaofeng’s eyebrows, even the sorrow that could not be erased in the bright Jiangnan smoke.

Perhaps it is the reason of wrinkles, Su Bai can’t see the kind of sadness in Xie Xiaofeng’s eyebrows again, and can’t see that this old man will be one sword, then he will be cold and Kyushu, almost near the god of Xie Xiaofeng, he gave Su Bai The impression is more like a late old man. His hands are not like holding the sword, because the hand holding the sword will not tremble.

At this time, Xie Xiaofeng was holding a teacup, some shaking, tea stains spilled out, but he was unaware.

Su Bai’s eyes stayed in Xie Xiaofeng’s hand, where the thumb was gone, and Su Bai asserted that the thumb should be cut.

Su Bai thought about it and asked, “Your hand?”

“It was cut by myself. I had a fight with him 30 years ago. In that battle, I should have been buried under his fifteenth sword. Unfortunately, he finally got a sword, and then I live. He died.” Xie Xiaofeng showed the color of remembrance in his eyes. After a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth. The cup on his hand was lightly placed on the table, pointing to the teapot, and pointing to the empty teacup on the side.

Su Bai picked up the teapot and filled it with two teacups. The tea in this teapot was not fragrant, perhaps because the soaking was too many times, and the poured water was like boiled water.

“This tea has no taste.” Su Bai took Xie Xiaofeng’s teacup and sent it to Xie Xiaofeng in a respectful manner. He didn’t think that the Swordsman who had eclipsed the entire rivers and lakes would be so poor that even tea would not bubble. The only conclusion is that this tea is suitable for Xie Xiaofeng’s appetite.

“People in this life are plain and faint. When I was young, I liked to drink light tea. I picked the kind of light tea on Cuiyunfeng, a touch of green and sweet taste. Every time I went out, I beat the sword or beat it. When the challenger returns, Qiu Jin will pick up a pot of tea for me…” Xie Xiaofeng took the cup, his thumb had been cut off, and he could only hold the cup with four fingers, swaying, his eyes were not in the hands of the cup. But on the front, where the weeds grow wild and the vines linger, but they can’t cover the two piles of tall mounds.

“Autumn is buried there…” Xie Xiaofeng pointed at one of the mounds and whispered, and there was no sorrow in his eyes.

Murong Qiu, this person, Su Bai knows that this is a woman who makes Xie Xiaofeng love and hate.

“I later fell in love with the demon cult of the Qilian Mountains. I liked the bitter tea… After the battle of Qilian Mountain, I was famous in the world. No one in the world knows Xie Xiaofeng of Shenjian Villa, but there are countless people in the world who want to step on me. The corpse was on the altar, and Swordsman rushed to the Excalibur Mountain to challenge me, just as I challenged the famous Seniors in the rivers and lakes. Unfortunately, those people were failed, and the victory was pleasing, but the victory was great. It’s bitter for me, I don’t know, how much blood I have dyed on my hands, I don’t know how many people are buried by the green water lake, I am tired of that kind of life, and I am tired of drinking a pot of light tea. I prefer the kind of bitter tea, bitter taste in the mouth for a long time.” Xie Xiaofeng took a cup of tea and gently sipped, his eyes slowly closed, the afternoon sun was very gentle, it was very sleepy, Xie Xiaofeng seems to be I fell asleep and didn’t speak for a long time.

Su Bai feels that Xie Xiaofeng is extraordinarily serene at the moment. He doesn’t know if he wants to interrupt Xie Xiaofeng’s little sister. But think about it, this is a very impolite behavior. He shuts his mouth and looks up at noon. The sun, he was a little thirsty, Su Bai took a sip of the cup and found this seemingly light tea, but there was a hint of green and sweet taste.

Su Bai looks startled, does it look like staying in the teacup for a long time, this tea is as light as water, it should have no taste, but it tastes like it tastes, which makes him feel very strange and drink a bite, the taste is still there. .

“When I was young, I liked to drink light tea, picking up the kind of light tea on Cuiyunfeng, a touch of green and sweet taste…” Su Bai remembered Xie Xiaofeng’s previous words, and her eyes fell into contemplation, silence. No words, listening to the insects screaming in the corner of the broken mountain, Su Bai’s mood gradually calmed, his eyes gradually closed, and soon after the sound of snoring.

The two gradually fell asleep in the sunshine after the fall.

However, although it was autumn, the sunshine in the afternoon was quite poisonous. After about half an hour, Su Bai slowly woke up with his eyes and looked at Xie Xiaofeng, who was still asleep. He smiled and got up and drank the remaining tea in the cup. And empty.

“This tea is tasteless, it is dull, it makes me taste good, it makes me not dull because I am not willing to be dull…” Su Bai muttered softly, he looked at the two piles of mound Going to the left, stepping on the dry grass without any rustling sound.

Looking at the mound in front of him, Su Bai dug up by hand. Perhaps after the autumn rain yesterday, the soil was still a little moist. It was not too hard to dig up, and the mound was loose.

Soon, Su Bai dug up what he wanted to dig.

The sword is a sword and a scabbard.

The scabbard is black and black, some old, but not rotted, and the preservation is complete, but the color of the blue spike has faded.

Su Bai knows that this sword is not a sword in the rivers and lakes, because it can’t be cut iron, nor is it a precious sword, because it is not a sword made by a famous teacher.

However, this is a sword that is unparalleled in the world.

Because this is the sword of Xie Xiaofeng.

“I also want to try the faint green and sweet taste… in this river.” Su Bai turned to whisper to Xie Xiaofeng, then turned and left, heading for the green lake, heading for the seat. Green is like the beginning of Cuiyunfeng.

There is a saying like this, the knife is the battlefield, and the sword is the river and the lake.

In this river and lake, there is no shortage of Swordsman, just as those brothels are never short of literati.

Today, a Swordsman named Su is undefeated, and the ancient Sword with his yellow handle is smashing into the rivers and lakes. The long-lost Shenjian Villa is once again in the sight of the world.

Su is unbeaten, this is a very ridiculous name, because he is unbeaten, he threatened that no one in the rivers and lakes can beat him, and the fact is just like his name, from the moment he stepped into the rivers and lakes, he always No failure has passed.

From the sword, he step by step to the altar, the name moves all directions…