Starting with Xiao Li Feidao

Chapter 104 The Loneliness of the Man in White
A huge sailboat is floating on the sea, with five-colored sails, shining brilliantly against the sky.

The five-color sailboat is still the five-color sailboat, and Zi Yihou is still Zi Yihou.

When people in the martial arts knew that Zi Yihou had not died, they all cheered like crazy.

However, some people found that there seemed to be a few heroes in this crowd.

Not long after, Zi Yihou announced another message, from now on he will never ask about the rivers and lakes, and he will no longer berth on the Bohai Sea every year in the future.

Qunhao was shocked, and they all cried and wailed bitterly. Once the rivers and lakes lost Zi Yihou's Dinghaishenzhen, demons and ghosts ran rampant, and the martial arts would become dark again.

What's more, the man in white will return seven years later, who else can stop the man in white's sword except him.

It turned out that in the early morning of this morning, Zi Yihou learned what happened last night from the maid, and his expression darkened.

He could think that if there was no Xia Yunmo yesterday, perhaps the five-color sailboat would no longer exist today.

And what's the point of everything he did?
He was cold-hearted about the Jianghu, and he no longer thought about asking about the Jianghu.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered what his brother "Jin Yihou" Zhou Fang said.

"People's hearts are like tides, and dark tides are flowing. The surface looks clear, but the inside is dirty and dirty. What's the point. You have lived in the rivers and lakes for a while, just to make the surface look clearer."

Zi Yihou withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and the superficial calm of the rivers and lakes could no longer be maintained.Some so-called heroes have also torn off their hypocritical masks and committed evil without restraint.

However, in Xia Yunmo's view, there are good and evil, heroes and robbers.

Perhaps, this is a more complete rivers and lakes.

On this day, above the Bohai Sea, the weather was calm.

Once upon a time, there was a world-defying battle between two peerless swordsmen here, and countless tycoons would give up everything to watch it.

But now, after the great war, this group of heroes returned to the rivers and lakes, only a few sporadic people from the rivers and lakes are still wandering here.

Of course, the coast of the Bohai Sea will also become a holy place for martial arts. Every year, many people from all walks of life come here to miss the shocking battle back then.

Especially some new young swordsmen, they regard Ziyihou as a god, and want to become a peerless swordsman like Ziyihou or the white-clothed man.

Today, a flat boat floated on the Bohai Sea, the boat rocked gently, and there were three people sitting on the boat.

Xia Yunmo, Zi Yihou and the little princess.

Three days had passed, and today was the time for Xia Yunmo to fight the man in white.

Zi Yihou had a smile on his face. He believed that there was only one person in this world who could truly defeat the man in white.

Then, apart from Xia Yunmo, there is no one else.

Especially when he heard that Xia Yunmo had solved three masters with just three moves, this idea became even clearer.

Zi Yihou held the oars, and moved forward extremely fast under the urging of inner energy.

Xia Yunmo sat cross-legged, looked at the surrounding scenery, and drank the wine in his glass, which was quite interesting.

The little princess rolled her eyes. She wanted to ask Xia Yunmo many things, but she couldn't disturb him at this moment.

Xia Yunmo seemed a little drunk, with his eyes closed, lying on the boat, with the sun shining on his body, he felt warm.

The sea breeze was blowing the corners of the clothes, and there was still the sound of rolling waves in my ears.

Everything seems to be wonderful.

The boat stopped slowly and leaned against the shore.

Xia Yunmo also opened his eyes, sat up, and then saw the man in white.

The man in white stood on a rock, motionless except for his long hair, which kept dancing in the wind.

Behind him was a six-foot long sword slung across his back, his face was ashen, looking from a distance, there was an indescribably desolate and strange.

He didn't seem to notice Xia Yunmo's group, his eyes were staring at the other side of the coast, his brows were full of desolation and loneliness.

He seemed to be feeling that in this world of mortals, he couldn't find a decent opponent anymore.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and when he turned around, he saw Xia Yunmo and his party.

When he saw Zi Yihou, he seemed to be puzzled, wondering why Zi Yihou hadn't died.But this kind of doubt came and went quickly for him.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Xia Yunmo, and only Xia Yunmo was in his eyes.

The three of Xia Yunmo got off the boat and came to a big rock.

After placing some food and wine on the stone, Xia Yunmo said loudly: "Your Excellency, please come over and talk!"

The man in white came over, and every step he took was still separated by one foot and seven inches.

The man in white was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "I will fight to the death later, eat more now, and I won't be a starving ghost when I go to hell."

The man in white sat down cross-legged, drank the wine in the glass, and frowned while looking at the dishes.

It turned out that the life of the man in white had been dedicated to martial arts.In his life, apart from martial arts, he rarely had anything else.

If you are tired from walking, just lie down and sleep, even if you are in the thorns, you don't care.

If he was hungry, he would shoot some birds and beasts with stones, and eat them by cracking them.

He also drank wine when he was young, and it was not much different from cold water.

But chopsticks, he seems to have no memory of this thing.

Xia Yunmo smiled, and the others did not speak.

The little princess turned out to be somewhat resentful towards the man in white, hating him for hurting her father.

But this is, this kind of resentment has disappeared.Looking at the stone-like figure of the man in white, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Such a person will be lonely all his life, even friends are hard to have? Even if he has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, it just makes him more lonely."

However, she didn't know that the man in white was born for martial arts and swords all his life.

If there is no martial arts, no sword, then his life would be meaningless.

Xia Yunmo looked at the man in white, but he knew better that this man was a pure swordsman.

His father used to be from the Central Plains, a prodigy in martial arts, and well-versed in a hundred schools of thought, but because he was distracted by trivial matters in the world, it was difficult for him to improve his martial arts.

Therefore, he was invincible in all his life, down and out, and received the cold eyes of the world, and finally traveled across the ocean.

Then, all the thoughts were pinned on the man in white.

The man in white lived up to his father's expectations, and he really became a peerless swordsman, a peerless swordsman without a speck of dust.

Xia Yunmo sighed in his heart. It is natural for a swordsman to be upright, but he can't do it no matter what.

The man in white suddenly raised his head and said word by word: "It's delicious to eat."

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "I have eaten and drank well."

The man in white asked again: "Can we fight?"

Xia Yunmo said: "Yes."

After all, the figures of the two drifted away, and they had already stepped on the stones on the shore, looking at each other from a distance.

Zi Yihou picked up the little princess's body, swept her body, she was already tens of feet away.

　I feel more and more that the man in white is the loneliest and purest swordsman.

　　Ximen Chuuxue has Wanmei Villa and Lu Xiaofeng as a friend.

　　Ziyi waits for five-color sailing boats and has a daughter.

　　Even Yan Shisan knew how to enjoy himself and women in his early years.

　　Such a pure swordsman has abandoned everything, how can his swordsmanship be unhappy?

　　Unfortunately, he only saw the sword, and only the sword.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)