When Feng Guo returned to Huashan, he was carrying a big backpack, which was filled with something. Most people didn't know, but Fei Yue and Can Ren could smell the bloody smell from the backpack. Feng Guo was originally dragging a living dead man, but at this moment, he had been thrown by Feng Guo to the disciples greeted by the Huashan Sect.

When the wind sees the rebelliousness, I smile with my teeth, and my smile is indescribable, like a very happy child.

"What are you carrying?" Feiyue couldn't help asking. Feng Guo still had a bright smile on his face and said, "Piaoxiang and Shibashu's corpse. I'm here to say goodbye. I didn't have to come at first, but I suddenly realized that I still think that you are a friend, so I want to say goodbye to you."

Feiyue blurted nervously and said, "Are you leaving Huashan?"

Feng Guo ignored Feiyue's question, just smiled brightly, looked at the rebellious and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that in the years of the world, I finally met you, which made me unable to help but say goodbye to you. Maybe it was just that, I really wanted to talk to someone before leaving, and you were the most suitable partner."

Canren was silent, but Feng Guo didn't care, and said with a smile, "My knife is the love knife. According to the master, this set of sword techniques was created by a master named Blood Blade in ancient times. This sword technique exists for survival and to protect his lover. Therefore, it is the love knife."

"The master said that if I want to practice this set of swordsmanship to a truly brilliant state, I must first find my true love. I am very lucky. After leaving the master and going down the mountain, I met Xiao Zui shortly after I saw her. When I first saw her, I knew that I had found it.

That's true, I really found it. With Xiao Zui's company, my swordsmanship level was extremely terrible. The second year I was with Xiao Zui, my master suddenly found me and was poisoned. He didn't tell me who poisoned him. But I knew that the only possibility was the master's wife, and the master's swordsmanship was too terrible. Before the master died, he passed all his internal strength to me. Before the master died, he was very happy because he saw me find what he loved. He left with a smile. The master is an amazing person, and I always think so.

With the internal skills taught by the master, I became even stronger and terrifying. I was full of energy. I took Xiao Zui to travel around the world and challenged the masters of the world at the death. In three years, I had never encountered a single enemy. So I had a nickname, Sword Saint, but in fact, this title did not belong entirely to me. At that time, I realized that before the master retired, he was respected as Sword Saint by the world. My sword skills easily allowed the older generations of the world to know my master. If so, I would just inherit the title of my master with the strength recognized by the world.

You must have experienced the feeling of being full of energy, and it is really refreshing. I am more confident and proud. Until one day, when I was traveling to the forest with Xiao Zui, I met a woman, a woman I didn’t know, a woman with a face covered.

But I felt the terrifying sword intent that was emitted invisibly on her body. Of course, I had to challenge her. I never miss any master I met. It was an opportunity to hone my skills and prove myself. The woman was very proud and had a cold look. From the beginning, she looked at me like looking at a dead person.

I don't care. There are too many people who treat me as dead before they even fight, but those people died in the end. Unfortunately, I only took thirteen moves from that woman, and I will die. I have always been very confident and proud. When facing any master, I will leave Xiao Zui by my side. Xiao Zui loves everything about me, including my arrogance.

I was too confident, and I buried Xiao Zui. Originally, I should have died. But I became Xiao Zui. The masked woman only said one thing, since someone exchanged her life for your life, I will not kill you, and live to regret the mistakes you made.

The masked woman left with only one sentence and left. I don’t know how long I had been holding Xiao Zui’s body and staying in the woods. I knew that Xiao Mi, the eighteen hands of the past, found me. My knife died, and from that moment on, with Xiao Zui’s death, the sword died, because my heart died, and the martial arts reached a certain level. You should also understand that the weapons in your hands change with the changes of people’s hearts.

I changed my appearance and spent a lot of money to ask Jin Sheng Doctor to change my appearance. I used special techniques to combine with metal needles to seal my skills. I lost the hope of life, my hope was a little drunk, and life was like a wind.

If you die, no matter what kind of wind it was, it will not matter.

Carnal sensuality is really something that makes people happy, and only carnal sensuality can bring me pleasure. Therefore, I went from a sword saint to a lewd, and only one woman's body after another can make me feel pleasure in an instant.

When I met Piaoxiang, I was surprised that there were such similar women in the world. But Piaoxiang was not a little drunk, but she looked like a person and was not like a person. I thought so, but this was enough to make me tremble. In fact, it was only then that I really committed a crime in the world. Before that, very few of them.

People in the world always thought that I had debuted for a short time. In fact, before that, I had been in and out of brothels everywhere with the money left by my master. I had been in and out of brothels all over the world for many years.

Piaoxiang is too much like Xiaozui, which makes my heart tremble and the knife tremble. If it weren't for this, in fact, what I call life-saving is impossible to use, it is just an ordinary move in my real sword technique. This feeling is very contradictory, like, but not, I know it in my heart, and I can't forget Xiaozui, and I can't ignore Piaoxiang's existence.

In this conflicting struggle, I became more immersed in the bodies of one fresh woman after another, which made me anesthetized and allowed me to escape from the conflicting struggle in an instant.

The final change made me unable to abandon Piaoxiang, and I only cared about myself as I did in the past. She lost her home and was left with me. How could I actually give up her? The change made me and her inseparable from her. The feeling of resistance was really bad. I couldn't betray my love for Xiaozui, so I tried not to fall in love with Piaoxiang, but I was also powerless to keep myself away from Piaoxiang.

I have been struggling with this pain and contradiction, and I thought I would always be like this.

Many years ago, because of my martial arts, I killed Xiao Zui, and many years ago, because of my martial arts, I killed Piaoxiang. Many years ago, because my martial arts was too high but not high enough, and many years later, because my martial arts was too low and obviously very high.

I was wrong once, but I was wrong again by myself thinking it was right.

It was not until Piaoxiang died that I suddenly realized that I had fallen in love with Piaoxiang for a long time, even though she was not a little drunk at all. Because at the moment she died, my heart was alive, my knife also lived, I became angry, and I felt pain. What a cruel thing that was. If my skills were not blocked by myself, how could Piaoxiang die?

How could a little fan die?

My knife was alive, but I didn't expect it to be even more terrifying than back then. You must not imagine how terrible it was, because even I didn't expect it myself. I found that masked woman for so many years, but I never found any clues. When I split the black storm in half with one knife, I suddenly realized that everything was ridiculous.

The knife lives to die again.

Because I realized the love for Piaoxiang, the sword lived, because I realized this love, the sword died again, and the moment I realized the love, the love went away again, my sword must be without love, and without love, it means death.

God gave me a second chance to resurrection, but I took my own measures and there would be no third time. Who else would be there after Piaoxiang? So, I wanted to leave, take Xiao Mi and Piaoxiang's corpse to Xiao Zui's bone burial place, and guard my eyes for life.

I have many memories, enough to appreciate the moment when my life passed away. Moreover, I feel that I still have something to do. I should learn from my master, accept a good apprentice, and teach him all my sword techniques and love swords. I cannot be a terrifying sound because of me.

Never mind, the master was betrayed and persecuted by his master's wife, but he was still not discouraged by love. He still kept finding me before his death and passed the love knife to me. How could I forget this thing that I should never forget?"

The smile of the wind marries brightly. Even when Xiao Zui and Piaoxiang die tragically, it is still the case, and there is no trace of sadness.

"I should cherish my life when I am alive, but my life has long belonged to Xiao Zui, and now it belongs to Piaoxiang. They die for love, and my remaining life must be taught by the love knife. Only in this way can they live forever and I can live forever. Well, it's getting late, and I should set off. Whether it's resentment or hatred, it's just shirking the responsibilities that belong to me, hating myself, resenting myself, and escaping the cowardice of wrongs. Unfortunately, I understand too late, and too late..."

Feng Guo carried a big backpack and said loudly, "Go away, never looking back."

Canren did not say anything to keep him, Feiyue had already become a tearful person. The wind passed and disappeared in Huashan, just like his name, the wind passed and without trace. Time will make everyone who remembered him gradually forget his past existence. The end of life will make everyone who does not forget him have to forget him.

When the wind passes through the heart, you will be eternal, and you will be eternal, with the little drunk and the fragrance, and the little fan.

As long as the love knife does not make a sound.

Feiyue's eyes were filled with tears. Yilu, who was lying behind her, was already crying and swollen with tears. Feiyue looked up, stared at Can Ren, and said softly, "Can Ren, do you understand why Feng Guo said, it turns out that he really thinks you are a friend? Do you understand why Feng Guo would come back in the end? Do you know that these things don't need to be said to you?"

Canren glanced at Feiyue with a calm expression and said in a deep voice, "I know, of course I know. But he didn't know. Regarding these words, many years ago, when he was in Chenliu, there was a woman who once told me with her life."

Feiyue was stunned when she heard this.
Chapter completed!