Chapter 3903

In front of the girl, the young man has cold eyebrows and eyes, a lonely back, and a long sword in his hands. He has wandered the Jianghu since he practiced martial arts, stained with countless swords full of human lives and sins, and accompanied him for years and spent countless nights.

Now, he broke it with his own hands. His fingerbones were tight, showing a terrible gray, his green tendons burst, his wrists were pale, and the thin red rope was tied on it. Blood flowed out of his fingers and fell on the ground with a sharp and heavy sound -!

The blade broke in half, mixed with blood, and fell to the ground.

"Bang --!"

The cold silver white sword surface reflected the last light, covered with dust and soil, and fell down.

"I won't use the sword again."

It was this sword that killed her relatives. He would never use it again. He kept it all the time. He just wanted to protect each other silently and want to be the sharpest sword in the girl's hand.

But at this time, she has taken revenge, killed people, and there are people who are really good to her. His existence will only disgust her. She doesn't need him, and there is no need for this sword to exist.

Sword is born mainly.

The master abandoned it. No matter how sharp the sword is, it is useless.

What's more

He is the most failed incompetent sword.

"Whatever you want," ran Bai said indifferently.

The blood dripped down the slender and pale fingertips of the young man. It seemed that he could not feel the pain of rolling flesh and blood in his palm. He tried to wipe off the blood on his fingertips, so as not to let his blood stain the red rope tied between his wrists. He was careful, flustered and cramped, and his left hand kept shaking.

"I know you don't want to see me. I won't appear in front of you again." he said in a low voice: "thank you for saving me. I will do what you want."

The voice fell.

The young man finally looked at dyed white with a white face. His eyes were broken inch by inch. He was afraid of polluting the girl's eyes even if he looked more. He turned stiffly, straightened his back and staggered away. The black figure soon disappeared in his sight.

There were only the wind and two broken swords trapped in the dust.

A swordsman without a sword is dead.

How can the entanglement be clear? Everyone is wrong, but there are also innocent places. The right and wrong in the world can not be broken in a word or two, and the people's heart is complex and unpredictable.

But no one is a saint and will not understand the pity of others with their own pain.

Ranbai returns to xuesu palace.

The child has been very familiar with her. At first, he was timid and shy. Now every time he meets, he will call her sister with a red face and a smile. 35% of the elderly sit on the recliner in front of the vegetable garden and say hello with a smile when they see dyed white. The fruits are about to bear fruit. The sweet smell is filled in the air, and the sunset is filled with orange light, The setting sun is gentle, the stars twinkle, and the fireworks in the world are like this time.

Chu Zhouzhi was still bitter about walnuts. The more he looked at rhubarb, the more unpleasant he was. He lazily teased rhubarb with walnuts. He could only see that he couldn't eat it. Rhubarb salivated and barked. He wanted to get up and bite. Chu Zhouzhi mercilessly slapped a fan, wronged raised his claws and hugged his head. When he saw that dye White came back, he rushed to the girl happily, He kept circling around dyed white and shouted happily, "Wang! Wang, Wang!"

When ranbai came back, he happened to see the man's back. The red clothes were comfortable and elegant, and the wind was unparalleled. The hair tip was dyed with a layer of shallow gold, and the shadow was slanting long. Chu Zhouzhi turned around. He was not surprised to see ranbai. He was still holding walnuts in his hand. He snorted coldly: "obviously, I have raised rhubarb longer than you. If I see you, I will forget the Lord."

Ranbai picked the tip of her eyebrows. Rhubarb jumped up in high spirits and raised her front paws. She shook hands with rhubarb: "you can't give it a walnut a little."

"Woof, woof!" echoed rhubarb.

"And you!" Chu Zhou said displeased, "do you still know to come back?"

"Of course." ranbai smiled, "how can I be willing to go when there are beautiful people waiting for me at home?"

Chu Zhou gave a sound of light, and was reluctantly smoothed. In the peach blossom eyes, the color of Begonia was blooming, Yingying, dark red, thin lips slightly hooked, lazy and bewitched: "Madam has eyes."

"Both of them are good-looking sons of my family."

Behind them was a large dusk. The orange light filled the sky, and the shadows slanted and overlapped slowly.