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Chapter 55 The snow in your sword

Seeing Shen Xuexue in this world.

When he was informing this decision at that time, Su Yan was just a sign, even if he nodded and agreed.

Packing for her, not far away with her to Tibetan Sword Mountain.

In the days of Tibetan Sword Mountain, Shen Xuexue at that time was daily immersed in the massive swordsmanship of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, or discussed with the saints.

And Su Yan seemed to be forgotten by the world.

Here are all sword repair, no one will care about him.

He didn’t care.

Daily is for myself at that time, scan and laundry.

Shen Xiaoxue in this world looked at all this, and her heart could not help but be slightly sour.

As her husband, Su Yan was unknown, and she was silently affected too much.

“But can I really give up Kendo for Su Yan?”

Shen Xiaoxue asked himself.

She didn’t dare to give herself a positive answer.

In fact, in this dream, the Shen Xiaoxue has also rejected Li Daochen twice.

But in the end, the Tibetan Sword Mountain came.

Shen Xiaoxue followed Su Yan.

Because I couldn’t see himself for a long time, staying in the small courtyard all day, Su Yan also seemed to feel angry, so she started to travel around Zangjian Mountain.

However, the unchanged scenery is always tired.

Gradually, Su Yan did not move around.

Shen Xiaoxue found that Su Yan always reached the top of a mountain.

This mountain is not the highest around it, and the appearance is flat.

However, Shen Xiaoxue found that from this, he could look at the corner of his Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Su Yan is on the top of the mountain, and sometimes, she also dances with her hands.

Tired, I was sitting on the rocks, looking at the direction of the Holy Land Tibetan Pavilion.

The swords he practiced were on weekdays. Looking at the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Mountain practiced swords, they imitated a scales and half claws.

They are all exterior swordsmanship, which is not wonderful.

However, in Shen Xiaoxue’s view, it is such a simple sword trick. In Su Yan’s hand, it is a bit deserted and the feeling of painting tiger dogs.

It can only be said that Su Yan really has no kendo talent.

Shen Xiaoxue shook her head secretly.

But on this day.

The top of the mountain that should have been empty, except Su Yan, suddenly sounded a sound.

“Well? Are you the snow swordsmanship of the Tibetan Sword Mountain? Why is it so different in your hands?”

Suddenly this is a little ethereal and ethereal female voice.

Both Shen Xiaoxue or Su Yan were startled.

When I heard the sound, I saw it, just outside Su Yan, I do n’t know when she stood a woman Wu Ling who had a sword in white.

Shen Xiaoxue and Su Yan looked at her heart involuntarily.

There was a sword in it.

Wu Ling sometimes maintains what she is dying.

It seems that she was died of a person who was worn by a person.

After discovering that the comer was a martial arts, Su Yan’s look was calm.

Since the Emperor Wu of the Emperor of the Ghost Taoist Emperor. In the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Wu Ling can still see it often.

Su Yan laughed a little self -deprecating: “Let the predecessors look at jokes. I am not a disciple of Tibetan Sword Mountain, but I just draw a cat.”

“Draw a tiger in the cat, this metaphor is quite appropriate.” The woman Wu Ling said, “In my opinion, you have to draw a cat to paint a tiger. ”

As soon as the woman Wu Ling said, Su Yan and Shen Xuexue could not help but stunned.

After Su Yan had a meal, he shook his head even. I thought the woman in front of her was just a joke.

“The seniors laughed. The elders of the Tibetan Sword Mountain, I have judged that I am a rotten wood.”

“Oh, that’s the cream that they are ill. Just like the lunatic seeing ordinary people, naturally the head is not the head, and the feet are not the feet.”

Women Wu Ling is disdainful.

It was actually no respect for the ancestral ancestor of the History of Tibetan Sword Mountain.

“You want to tell me, what are you thinking about when you are dancing? But a different snow?”

Women Wu Ling asked again.

Shen Xiaoxue saw that Su Yan at that time was obviously shocked.

He stood in place and took several breaths. Fang did not dare to look at the woman Wu Ling and said:

“The predecessors said good. When I danced the sword, what I thought in my mind was indeed a snow.”

In Su Yan’s eyes, there was a bit of nostalgia.

It was in a place called Red Snow.

When the ground was Antai that day, the snow falling in the air was all peach red.

When I just held the sword, what I thought about was the peach red snow that I saw.

But how do seniors know?

Can my predecessors see what I think about? ”

“Is the peach red snow? Interesting. I want to see it too. Unfortunately, it is too inconvenient to go to the small world in this state.”

The woman Wu Ling said to himself.

After a moment, I answered Su Yan with a smile.

“Oh, you don’t have to be surprised, as a sword saint, there are still some vision.”

“What?”

Hearing that, whether it was Su Yan or Shen Xiaoxue, they couldn’t help it.

In front of it, this is actually a martial arts of Sword Saint!

Instead of Shen Xiaoxue, Su Yan asked the doubts in his heart: “Dare to ask the predecessors, which ancestor is it?”

The woman Wuling said: “I am not a ancestor in the Tibetan Sword Mountain, my name is Bai Su, and it is not the person of your history. I just died unfortunately. I can only be a lonely soul ghost in Shiyuanjie. “,”

“Bai Su?”

Su Yan and Shen Xuexue, carefully recalled that they did not hear such a saint of Kendo.

Wu Ling, who claimed to be Bai Su, saw Su Yan’s face, and said, “You may have never heard of my name. But my husband, you should know.

“Hook Shenjian Emperor!” Su Yan heard that he could not help but change color.

Shen Xiaoxue’s consciousness fluctuated violently, almost broken the dream.

After he was hesitant, Su Yan finally couldn’t help asking.

“Senior, is it really the emperor of the emperor Shen Jian?

But why? Will seniors fall in our historical world?

And I have never heard of this. ”

No wonder Su Yan has this question. In fact, Shen Xuexue at this time was the same problem.

Although the Emperor Shen Jian, although it is in the distant history.

But if his wife really fell in Shiyuanjie, such a major event will never have no traces in history.

“The emperor on the world was angry, and the corpse was millions.

Moreover, it is a martial arts who can control the heavens. ”

Bai Su faded.

Because I am a former Taoist couple in his emperor, he was killed by his wife. Such a thing is naturally not very good.

Su Yan: “??? !!!”

Shen Xiaoxue: “? ?? !!!”

Both were blank in the shocking and dense brains reported by Bai Sukou for a while.

“Kill his wife! This, is this really necessary?”

After a long time, Su Yanfang said a bit stuttered.

“Do you feel unbelievable? Actually, there is nothing incredible.” Bai Su sneered, “You should have heard that the sword emperors of the four kendo world are from the sword ancestor in the swordsman of the thousands of miles. Do you get the inheritance? Four of them, one killing wife, one father, one self -destroying the eyes, and one destroying their dynasty. ”

(This chapter is finished)