The strongest sword god system

There are many people surnamed Yan in Jianghu, and there are also many beautiful women.

But there are very few women in front of them, whose face is as enchanting as a peach blossom, and the narrow eyebrows that are as long as willow leaves reveal an astonishing charm. Coming here, the slender and delicate body is set off by a decent purple dress. Looking at the foot of the mountain from a distance, it looks like a purple lotus in the wind and snow. It moved Cuiyun Peak and disturbed the wind. Snow.

Su Bai remained silent and quietly looked at the woman who came slowly. He didn't know anyone named Yan, nor did he know a woman as beautiful as a woman.

There are two thatched huts in the snowstorm, one belongs to Su Bai and the other belongs to Xie Xiaofeng.

Obviously, this woman came to look for Xie Xiaofeng. She walked straight to the thatched hut where Xie Xiaofeng was, and passed by Su Bai. body.

Chuxue was a little shy, hid behind Su Bai, poked out half of her head to look at the woman, and said timidly, "Who are you looking for?"

"Find the owner of a sword." The woman smiled like a peach blossom, and gently dispelled the chill in the wind and snow.

"Sword? What is that?" Puzzled in her jet-black eyes, Chuxue turned her head and looked at Su Bai curiously. This expression was like the first time she knew that the fish in the green water lake could be used for cooking. Soup face.

Su Bai lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes stayed on the woman's hands that were exposed outside the sleeves.

This is a hand holding a sword, Su Bai can see it.

"It's as terrifying as a big bad wolf. It can eat people." Su Bai gently rubbed Chuxue's head. This action has become his habit, but many years ago he was squatting or bending over. It was necessary to touch Chuxue's head, but now it is no longer necessary.

"That's terrible, why do we have that thing here?" Chuxue said timidly, her expression was extremely cute, at least in the woman's eyes.

The smile on the woman's face became stronger. She stood in front of the thatched cottage, saluted slightly to the thatched cottage, and said in a deep voice, "Sir... how have you been these years?"

"You shouldn't have come... and you shouldn't have come..." An old and feeble voice sounded in the hut, swaying in the wind and snow.

The thatched hut under the wind and snow looked crumbling, and it was very dark inside. Xie Xiaofeng walked out slowly. He didn't look at the woman in front of the hut, but at the clear footprints on the snow.

The footprints are very ordinary, as if ordinary people stepped on them, but in Xie Xiaofeng's eyes, these footprints are not ordinary.

Su Bai followed Xie Xiaofeng's gaze, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a little surprise in his eyes, and he saw that those footprints were not covered by the wind and snow, but became more and more obvious, and fierce breaths spread from them, Tear off the wind and snow above, and there is no snow to fall.

The woman smiled sweetly. She untied the burden on her back and slowly spread it out. An ancient sword came into Su Bai's sight.

clang...

A crisp sword cry suddenly rose in the wind and snow, disrupting the wind and snow.

This is a simple and unpretentious ancient sword, but it is filled with a monstrous sword intent, which makes the whole world change color, and the wind and snow roll back.

But such a sword lay quietly in the woman's hand.

"This is Yan Shisan's sword." Xie Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, without any emotional fluctuations. He seemed to be speaking to the woman, but also to Su Bai.

"Yan Shisan!" Su Bai's expression changed slightly. He had heard of this name before, and he never forgot it. In this Jianghu, if anyone can compare with Xie Xiaofeng, there is only one named Yan Shisan.

clang...

A melodious sword cry suddenly sounded from the thatched cottage, which belonged to Su Bai.

In the dim thatched hut, an ancient sword covered with dust lay quietly in front of the bed, shaking slightly at this moment.

That ancient sword belonged to Xie Xiaofeng, and Su Bai hadn't returned it to Xie Xiaofeng yet.

The woman's slender fingers gently caressed the blade of the sword, and finally held the hilt. The sword was not out of the sheath, and she did not pull it out. She turned around, looked at Chuxue behind Su Bai with a little softness in her eyes, and said softly: "Son, it's been waiting for you for 15 years..."

Su Bai's body trembled suddenly, and he looked at Xie Xiaofeng with some astonishment, with a hint of questioning.

"It's waiting for me?" Chuxue tightly clutched Su Bai's clothes corners with both hands, and the sword intent pervading from the ancient sword made her afraid.

Su Bai looked at the silent Xie Xiaofeng, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

In the snowstorm, Xie Xiaofeng's aged body bent even lower, as if he couldn't bear the snowflakes falling from above. He looked at Su Bai helplessly, and then at Chuxue, with love and distress that the wind and snow couldn't cover up in his eyes, He slowly said: "I still remember that when you brought Chuxue back 15 years ago, I said that even if I used my cultivation to extend her life, Chuxue would survive for ten years at most... But now, Chuxue is still alive and well ..."

Su Bai didn't interrupt Xie Xiaofeng's words, but he couldn't help holding Chuxue's little hand with his big hand. It seems that Xie Xiaofeng still concealed something from him all these years.

In the noisy wind and snow, Xie Xiaofeng's voice was a little low, and was gradually covered by the wind, "Chuxue's heart is exhausted, and it is the limit for me to continue her life for ten years...but there is a seed sealed in her heart." , All the true energy that I injected into her heart over the years was absorbed by that seed, which gradually revived, and Chuxue's exhausted heart gradually improved, so she was able to live until now."

"What kind of seed?" Su Bai vaguely had a bad feeling, and this feeling was particularly strong.

"Seeds of the Way of the Sword." It was the woman who answered Su Bai. The woman came to Su Bai and Chu Xue with an ancient sword in her hand. Wherever she passed, the wind and snow within a radius of several feet stopped and froze in mid-air.

Chuxue's body trembled more and more, holding Su Bai's hand, whispered: "Daddy, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, Chuxue, Daddy is here." Su Bai comforted Chuxue in a soft voice, raised his head, looked at the woman who came with sharp eyes like a knife's edge, and said coldly: "Take your sword and get out of here..."

The woman seemed to have never heard of Su Bai's words, and smiled lightly: "Don't you ask me whose kendo seed is? It is my father's kendo seed. When she was born, we sealed the kendo seed In her body... It's just that no one in this world can withstand the kendo seed, unless there is a kendo master comparable to my father to help, or no one can survive after accepting the kendo seed, let alone stimulate the kendo seed .”

"It just so happens that there is this person in this world, his name is Xie Xiaofeng..."

This woman's surname is Yan, so her father must also be surnamed Yan.

The rivers and lakes are very big, and there are many swordsmen, many of whom are named Yan.

But there was only one person to remember, and that person was Yan Shisan.

Su Bai suddenly realized that the encounter between him and Chuxue 15 years ago was not an arrangement of fate, but the beginning of a conspiracy.

The wind and snow suddenly increased, the timidity in Chuxue's eyes gradually dissipated, and gradually became cold... (~^~)