The strongest sword god system

There was a misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but a bloody storm blew up.

Su Bai didn't know how much shock his arrival would bring to the peaceful rivers and lakes. He has never lost a sword in more than [-] battles. His sword is known as the person closest to the sword god Xie Xiaofeng.

But there are also many people who think that Su Bai's sword has surpassed Xie Xiaofeng, but that battle is still missing.

However, this does not affect the fact that people in the Jianghu regard Su Bai as the No. None lost.

At first, Su Bai didn't kill these challengers, but he soon suffered. No matter where he appeared in the future, there would be a large number of challengers, and this constant stream of challengers gradually annoyed him.

"Fame is really the most tiring..." Su Bai flicked the ancient sword lightly, and a series of blood flowers swayed down. He looked at the timid challengers around him, and was a little upset, as if he saw a group of lingering people. Instead, he longed for Xie Xiaofeng, who lived under Cuiyun Peak and by the green water lake, drank a pot of weak tea, and basked in the sun leisurely.

"I suddenly want to drink that pot of tea, and I don't know what it tastes like." Su Bai inserted the ancient sword into the scabbard at will. He has been carrying this ancient sword for two or three years, which also means that he left the green tea. It has been two or three years by the water lake. Su Bai doesn't know the exact time, just like he doesn't know how much blood is stained on his sword now, but the only thing Su Bai remembers is the way to Cuiyun Peak.

In the past two or three years, Su Bai has never gone back, but at this moment he really wants to go back.

Su Bai is a man of action, but when he has this idea in his mind, he will act on it, but he also knows that his journey is destined to be unsettled, because he has been used to swaggering in the past two or three years, and he has never been able to hide his whereabouts , sure many people know his whereabouts.

Su Bai still remembered that when he first left Cuiyun Peak, it was early summer, but when he returned this time, it was bitterly cold winter.

The wind is cold, and the snow is also cold, just like those killers lurking in the snowy night.

Su Bai rode a skinny horse, riding the snow. Su Bai saw this horse on the road. Maybe he felt that the horse was old and could not even do farm work. The owner wanted to slaughter it for the winter. Su Bai I'm too lazy to walk and buy it.

"Do you know the benefits of killing people in a snowy day? The advantage is that you don't have to deal with the aftermath when you kill someone, this snow will take care of the aftermath for you." Su Bai patted the horse's back lightly, and he held a flagon with the other However, the jug contained no wine, but water.

Su Bai felt that his only constant habit these years was not to drink alcohol. He had wandered around the rivers and lakes for so long, and he hadn't learned to drink heavily and eat meat. He felt that drinking too much alcohol would paralyze his nerves, and the speed of his sword would be slower. , This seems unreasonable, because with his strength, even drinking the strongest alcohol every day has no effect on his body, but Quick Defeat thinks it makes sense, so he is still used to drinking clear water, even though it is winter.

"Kill..." In the wind and snow, the sound of killing suddenly resounded, and dozens of dazzling sword lights shot out from the snowdrift, like meteors suddenly appearing in the dark night, piercing and dazzling.

"Hiss..." The old horse under Su Bai was frightened immediately, scurrying around and whining.

"Don't be afraid." Su Bai patted the horse's back lightly. He didn't even look at the overwhelming sword lights, tied the wine pot around his waist, and then unhurriedly pulled out the sword on the horse's back. The ancient sword, an extremely slow, extremely graceful movement, is as gentle as the wind, but the moment the sword is handed out, the light of the sword that envelops it all bursts, and the corpses are like kites with broken strings, Falling in the wind and snow, the falling blood stained the snow all over the ground.

"Why bother?" Su Bai sighed softly, the sword was already in its sheath, if it weren't for the corpses all over the ground, who would have known that he had drawn the sword earlier.

Su Bai calmed down the horse's mood, and continued to move forward, but when he passed by a corpse, he tightened the reins. He looked down at the corpse in the wind and snow, and there was a pair of jet-black jewels. The eyes were looking at him innocently, and then, a baby's cry suddenly sounded, breaking the chill in the wind and snow.

It's a little girl, probably not too old.

Su Bai picked up the baby in the arms of the corpse, frowning slightly. This feeling was like when he was doing multiple choice questions in mathematics, he encountered two choices that might be the answer to the question, which made him at a loss.

Su Bai has been in the world for two or three years, so he is no longer a rookie, and he also understands the principle of cutting grass and roots.

But looking at the baby's eyes that were as clear as mountain spring water, Su Bai couldn't do anything. He sighed softly, and then smiled wryly, "I'll take her back, won't Xie Xiaofeng think that I provoked her outside?" The seed left by the romantic debt..."

"If you have children, why care about the so-called fame, and bring the children here..." Su Bai looked at the corpse on the ground, shook his head, and put the baby in his arms, fearing that the cold wind would freeze him.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of being killed by Su Bai, or it was because Su Bai's superb swordsmanship completely frightened those who were ready to move in the rivers and lakes. After that snowy night, Su Bai never encountered an ambush again. , It's not quiet, if you leave out the little one in your arms.

Cuiyun Peak in the cold winter is dyed white by snow.

The rippling green water lake was also frozen, and the lake surface was as smooth as a mirror.

Su Bai didn't know where to take out an old umbrella, got off the horse, stepped on the stone steps, and walked towards the thatched reed house.

There was a fire in the house, burning ragingly, dispelling the chill in the wind and snow.

Su Bai stood outside the hut, looked at the fire, couldn't help smiling, and said, "You are not afraid that the fire will burn your house..."

Su Bai's voice seemed to startle the old man in the hut. The old man raised his head. His hair was already pale, and he was older than the previous two years. The only thing that remained unchanged was his eyes, just like the old well in the courtyard. It seems that nothing in this world can cause the slightest wave.

But when the old man looked at Su Bai's arms, there was a rare change, a little surprised and a little surprised.

Su Bai shook off the snowflakes on the umbrella, put the umbrella away in front of the hut, then pointed to the baby in his arms, smiled and said: "Don't think too much, she is not my flesh and blood."

After finishing speaking, Su Bai stepped into the hut and walked to a wooden table.

A pot of boiling water was placed on the wooden table. Obviously, the old man had just made a pot of tea.

Su Bai seemed to be going home, and without waiting for the old man's consent, he poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and drank it all in one gulp.

"This taste..." Su Bai missed this tea for a long time. He once thought that when he drank this tea again, the taste of the tea should still be that sweet, but now that he drank it, he couldn't tell for a while. smell.

"Wow..." A baby's cry suddenly sounded in the thatched cottage, maybe it was Su Bai's action that disturbed the sleeping baby in his arms, or maybe it was hungry, the baby started to cry.

Hearing this cry, Su Bai felt for a moment that the tea in his mouth had become extremely bitter, bitter, so bitter...(~^~)