"Ominous people are bound to be in disaster..." Feng Ruohan looked at the back of Liu Siren who was always too kind, and continued to sigh leisurely. After sighing, he turned to Wang Hong: "Have you ever persuaded the young master? If you take it in,

This person must..."

"I've been nagging these words for ten years..." Wang Hong sighed angrily, looked at the snow sea warily, and stopped talking. What Wang Hong said was indeed the truth, but Chu Tao didn't listen. At this moment, he helped

There was another Chu Xuehai: "Senior Feng often said that we must have a benevolent heart. The people of Jianghu are chivalrous. Jun and eldest brother fought to the death to rescue me from the North Bank. No matter whether he is an ominous person or not, Xuehai begs Senior Feng to remember him."

He has a chivalrous heart and acts of justice to help. Only in this way can Xuehai feel at ease."

"You should save yourself. Miss, you may have mistaken your intention. But..." Feng Ruohan looked at the sea of ​​snow and sighed thoughtfully, "I tell you, young master, it is hard to disobey destiny. Lao Feng has no power to turn things around.

You can only do your best."

Wang Hong bowed his head in agreement, entrusted the safety of Xuehai to Feng Ruohan, and drove back to life.

Those slow and heavy words with a long aftertaste tightly wrapped around Xue Hai's heart. What does it mean to be an ancient person? Could it be that she and Xie Junhe also ran into a ghost? What is the purpose of this person hiding?

"A person who has died from the past?" Under the cold moon, Chu Tao faced the light wind and stood at the height of the Ningxiang Pavilion Restaurant with a vague smile, looking into the distance. Downstairs, there are countless beauties who will be intoxicated by this handsome beauty.

In the smile.

"It's just Lao Feng's guess, it's not credible." Wang Hong shook his head desperately behind him.

"Senior Feng reminded me...the sound of the piano rising from the waves, and the light skill of treading water without leaving a trace, are very similar to that legendary figure. Decades ago, he lived in the south bank, but he could compete with the old master of the Pear Blossom Sword.

A person who is divided into different families..." Chu Tao said half a sentence to himself, raised his eyebrows, and raised a sharp smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Young master, what you are talking about is - Mr. Chu, the old village master?" The voice broke again and again, and Wang Hong tried his best to suppress his frantic heartbeat.

Chu Tao nodded slightly. This was a man who was already all-powerful before Chu Tao was born. However, by the time Chu Tao was born, the turmoil in the world had swallowed up his name. People now only remember his nickname "Old Man Juyin" in his later years.

", I just remember that at that time, most of the Chu family's forces were still gathered in Bilian Continent.

"Rise against the wind, and cry when it is unfair. Stand in the turbulent waves, and you will never regret it." This motto of the Zhuyu Sword Sect echoed when he was young and alone with his sword in the sky. No matter the south bank or the north bank, or resisting the barbarians.

Intrusion, or to restrain thugs from committing crimes, as long as the word "wind Ming" is left, no one will not be in awe. In the graceful way of flying on the waves, the light of the sword and the sound of the piano swept through most of the rivers and lakes, and also picked up most of the rivers and lakes by the way.

The heart of the world.

Until one day, when I looked at myself in the mirror, my temples were slightly frosted.

He suddenly gave up without asking why. Returning to the Zhuyu Sword Sect in Bilianzhou, he calmly took over the heavy golden seal and became a well-deserved leader. People almost thought that the Zhuyu Sword Sect would

He was pulled to the center of the world's turmoil. But with a stroke of his pen, he inscribed a plaque in his study with two words: Ju Yin. It was a custom to thank guests behind closed doors unless it was an important matter.

The music of musical instruments, pastoral songs, green bamboos and frosted chrysanthemums are the whole life of old man Ju Yin. Although he has always been outside the world, every word he speaks has a deafening appeal. In the south bank, he is highly respected. Few people have seen Chu Laozhuang.

The master took action, but many people knew that he had a big battle with the leader of the Ewha Sword Sect. The confrontation lasted for three days and nights, and the outcome was still undecided. Until they looked at each other, smiled, shook hands and talked happily - this has been the friendship between the north and the south for many years.

It was unique in Zhili. At that time, the Lihua Sword Sect was the most powerful sword sect besides the Qin family on the North Bank. In the years when heroes on both sides of the North and South Banks were vying for the throne, it was this old man who stood at the top of the South Bank, holding on uncompromisingly.

People from the north shore came again and again arrogantly, but silently retreated with laughter and hatred.

"However, the old owner of Chu Village has passed away many years ago..." Wang Hong's eyebrows tightened in disbelief.

Chu Tao just laughed, even he himself didn't believe it. He only knew that the old owner Chu, who was nearly 100 years old, suddenly left a letter to the disciples of the Zhuyu Sword Sect on a stormy night, hung the seal and left, never to be seen again.

.The successor Chu Yuan stood out among the younger generation and assumed the position of head. Like a legend that started but ended in anticlimax, the whereabouts and even the life and death of the old man Juyin were an unsolvable mystery. Even his piano music that caused waves also caused waves.

It was so outrageous that it was only regarded as a legend. Even with his departure, the glory of the Chu family gradually faded. Even now, Bilianzhou, where the blood of the Chu family has been buried for generations, has fallen into

other people's hands.

There have been countless rumors, either saying that he was tired of the fighting among the clans and clans, and waved his sleeves to escape from the world; or that he knew that he was old and was on the verge of death, and couldn't bear to see the sect wither and lack of successors, so he hid in a hurry.

An unknown corner; or it may be said that he has attained enlightenment long ago, ranks among the immortals, and will never see the mortal world again. But all the beautiful rumors fade away with the passage of time, turning into a string of beautiful bubbles.

Decades of legends are like the bubbles of a dream, scattered in the dust of the rivers and lakes, and cannot be found.

However, more than thirty years have passed, and old man Juyin has returned to the world again?

After Chu Tao thought about it carefully, he repeated Feng Ruohan's words and shook his head: "The person who died in the past... the person who died in the past..."

However, weren't there people who thought that Jiang Shaoyun had already died like a beggar on the streets of Nan'an, but he lived arrogantly?

If a deceased person's heart is not dead, he will eventually find a way to resurrect his body and bring him back to the world. There is no shortage of such stories in the world. Some people, whether they are dead or alive, as long as there is a little bit of news, people will be shocked.

Restless. And more people, whether alive or dead, are like ants and as light as a feather.

This is the law of the world, only the strong can survive.

"Although the person has passed away, his soul is still there." The sonorous voice was like gold and stone. Chu Tao's deep eyes were shining like cold stars, and he understood everything coldly.

Wang Hong said worriedly: "Young Master is determined to return to Bilianzhou, but now such a person appears..."

"I thought it was just Jiang Shaoyun's big hands behind him, but unexpectedly, Jiang Shaoyun was just a knot tied to the net. Sooner or later, the world would be turned upside down. Even without me and the Zhuyu Sword Sect, this battle would come sooner or later. Holding the Green Lotus Continent in my hand

, although victory may not be certain, however, if we do nothing at this time, the south bank will wait for Jiang Shaoyun's slaughter sooner or later... Prepare for a rainy day, this is one of them." Chu Tao sighed with a smile.

"What about the second one?" Wang Hong still doesn't understand why he had to take this step.

"Second... Fenghuoling, Uncle Wang, you have never seen..." Chu Tao suddenly stopped talking.

Of course Wang Hong didn't know what Chu Tao saw in Fenghuo Ridge. After all, he was walking alone when he left Duanjiazhai. But from his sunken eyes, you can guess that it was definitely a hellish scene.

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"How could old man Ju Yin be involved with Jiang Shaoyun?"

With a wink, Chu Tao signaled Wang Hong not to say anything more, and at the same time, the hilt of the sword was firmly held in his hand.

When Wang Hong looked around, his habitual smile once again shrouded Chu Tao's eyes like mist. You could see downstairs, densely packed martial arts masters surrounded Ningxiang Pavilion from all sides. Only this window was left.

Way out. "Uncle Wang, you go first." The strange movements behind him came like a tide. Hundreds of martial artists with various weapons gathered in this small Ningxiang Pavilion. Among them, various familiar and unfamiliar people

The faces without exception were full of murderous intent. Behind the neatly dressed martial artists, followed by a mighty team of rangers, their swords were as bright as frost and snow, almost turning the night into day.

"You want me to leave now?!" Wang Hong was furious.

Chu Tao blinked slyly: "I'm alone, and they don't dare to do anything. Tell Senior Feng that it's over, and I'll play chess with him."

When the door was pushed open with a bang, Wang Hong jumped over the guardrail and went down to the first floor - he couldn't help if he stayed, and running away could at least gather a few reinforcements. Although at this time, Shui Yuan of the Zhuyu Sword Sect was far behind.
Chapter completed!