The night wind attacked and the white hair danced lightly. The woman stopped her steps and her blurred eyes dropped slightly. "After so many years, you still haven't changed a bit. Since you've been here long ago, why hide? Come out! My time is precious. I don't have time to waste on you. "

All around, there was silence. After a long time, there came a faint sigh, "like snow, I was wrong that year. Can't you forgive me?"

The shadow of the tree shook and a thin figure came out of the darkness. This is a middle-aged Taoist who looks very sloppy. His apricot yellow Taoist robe is covered with patches. His long hair scattered under the is tied at will with a hemp rope. If he insists on finding some highlights, it can only be the long sword in his hand.

The long sword is three feet and six inches long. Its shape is simple. The scabbard is carved with obscure patterns. At first glance, it looks like small red snakes entangled on it

"Are you afraid?"

The woman suddenly smiled, very ironic and contemptuous.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm really tired after all these years. I'm like snow. Stop it. Let's seclude in the Jianghu and find a place where there is no one to spend the rest of the day..."

"Nie Chengkun, don't you think you're an idiot? Jianghu, hehe, where is Jianghu in this world now? "

"Like snow..." the Taoist took a deep breath and seemed to want to say something, but the words came out. The woman's face was cold. "Enough, if you ask me out and just want to say these boring things, you'd better keep your mouth shut. I'm very busy... Goodbye!"

"Stay!"

At the moment when the woman turned around, a bright edge suddenly cut through the night sky, just like a dragon lightning, fell from the sky, three points into the earth, and the cold air overflowed. It was an extremely sharp long sword.

Su Ruxue's eyes were cold. The wine pot in her hand shook slightly twice, but she soon stabilized again. "Why, I can't help it at last. I want to fight with me?"

"No!" Nie Chengkun shook his head. "In those snowy mountains, I made an oath. No matter how opposed the camp and position are, I will never draw a sword against my beloved woman in the year of eternal life..."

Su Ruxue was stunned and looked a little confused, but soon, the confusion disappeared and replaced by a sarcastic color, "what a oath. Now think about it, it's really a good excuse for you to be greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Yes or no..." Nie Chengkun sighed, describing fatigue, "like snow, I'm really tired. Come on, kunxue sword was forged by you and me in those years. I've kept it warm for so many years. I don't have any regret to use it to end my life... "

"Nie Chengkun, what tricks do you want to play!"

Su Ruxue raised her eyebrows, picked up the wine pot and took a big gulp. The wine spilled along the red lips and wet the fiery red robe along the scallion neck. Women's posture is very beautiful and moving, but it gives the desolation of the west wind, the thin horse and the faint crow on the ancient road. Obviously, her mood fluctuated greatly at this moment.

"Like snow, the ten-year appointment, in the final analysis, is just a magic barrier in your heart. Your magic barrier is in me. When I die, the evil spirit in your heart will also come out. Everything can return to the origin. Why should I take the younger generation's life?"

Nie Chengkun spits out the turbid air, takes another half step forward, and his voice firmly says, "do it, and thoroughly understand the past gratitude and resentment today."

"Oh, after all, I know that I will lose the bet, so I want to win sympathy in another way... But, Nie Chengkun, do you think I will let you go?"

Su Ruxue smiled, but she didn't have any feelings.

"You think too much. I just want to die."

Nie Chengkun calmly closed his eyes and his voice was neither happy nor sad. The long sword inserted on the ground suddenly bounced up under the control of another invisible force.

Su Ruxue narrowed her eyes and took a half step back. Unexpectedly, the long sword entered again without any murderous spirit. She still attacked her in front. After repeating this three times, Su Ruxue's face was as cold as ice. She grabbed the handle of the sword in her fingers and said angrily, "Nie Chengkun, do you think I dare not kill you?"

Nie Chengkun opened his eyes and took a deep look at the woman in front of him. This eye contains too much complexity, including reluctance, attachment, regret and self blame. Just a moment later, these complex feelings all disappeared and merged into a calm like a flat lake.

The past is like smoke, passing through her heart one after another. Su rushelton was angered by this familiar and strange attitude, bang! The wine pot broke, and the wood chips and crystal wine danced all over the sky. As soon as her wrist shook, the long sword turned into a sharp awn and stabbed Nie Chengkun's throat

The wind blows, the dust is blowing, the murderous spirit is diffuse, and the void is almost frozen.

The next second, Su Ruxue's sword suddenly deviated from the original track and rubbed Nie Chengkun's neck, leaving a faint blood mark. The two people were stunned. Before they could speak with each other, a buzzing sword sounded suddenly. Kun Xue's sword trembled violently for hundreds of times in an instant. Immediately, they broke away from Su Ruxue, who looked stunned, and returned to the scabbard with strong sadness.

"Xiaobai!"

Su Ruxue frowned. She knew very well that Nie Chengkun didn't play tricks just now. People have wisdom, and swords have sword spirit. Kun Xue, as a flying sword raised by Nie Chengkun for many years, has already had his own wisdom.

And because of this, Su Ruxue felt very angry. If Nie Chengkun is the father of Kun Xuejian, she is undoubtedly the mother of Kun Xuejian. But now, her child is so "biased" that she disobeyed herself in order to protect Nie Chengkun

Most mothers in the world are angry and sad when they encounter such things. However, they will not vent their anger on their children. So is Su Ruxue. After several sharp ups and downs, they aim their anger at Nie Chengkun

"Xiaobai, he abandoned me at the beginning. He and that bitch were romantic and romantic. Why did you ever think that you still have to protect him... Even without you, I can still end this ungrateful man..."

Su Ruxue took a deep breath and was agitated by her red robe. It was like a beating flame in the night. She soared into the air, broke the air and clapped Nie Chengkun.

The vigorous wind rustled and Su Ruxue's palm power was powerful and terrible. Just with a wave, the ground within a radius of three meters sank half an inch.

Nie Chengkun wanted to die, but what the woman said just now made him frown. He immediately flashed his body and withdrew more than ten steps, "what think of the cliff, like snow, didn't you go far away in the desert..."

"Oh, I'm still pretending. If you have the ability, don't dodge. Let me kill you and get rid of the old grudges?"

Su Ruxue sneered, pursed her lips, and then fell to the ground. At the moment, she folded her hands, split the emptiness and waved down.

In this attack, she obviously used all her strength. For a time, sand and stones flew, and the terrible airflow swept tens of meters around the earth. I saw a flash of light in the air and a light red giant blade, which is easy to condense in an instant and cut through the air with the power of heaven and earth