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When Lu Qingyu was still unable to hold his sword firmly, Shu Baiyin was already an unattainable legend in the Jianghu.

A little bit of cold light can cover the rays of the sun, thousands of miles of ice and snow kill the beauty of spring—they are about Shu Baiyin's sword.He is the first disciple of Shu He, the master of Changxia Mountain, and his first battle in Jianghu was with Tang Mao, the master of Taohuawu who ranked first in the famous sword manual.Shu Baiyin became famous in the first battle. At that time, Shu Baiyin was not as good as the weak champion.Afterwards, Shu Baiyin handed out battle invitations one by one to the masters who were famous in the Jianghu or hidden in the city, and also accepted the battle invitations from others. He handed out and accepted hundreds of battle invitations in more than ten years, without a single defeat.

And when Lu Qingyu first entered the rivers and lakes, Shu Baiyin was already a fallen star.

It is rumored that he was sluggish in the way of swordsmanship, and when he was practicing in seclusion, he went mad, became mad, and slaughtered all his masters. Even Wen Yusheng, the owner of the palace business hall, who was a guest at Changxia Mountain at that time, was not spared.After that, Shu Baiyin disappeared. Some people said that he was dead, and some people said that he had become a demon. Except for the mountain people who saw Shu Baiyin collect the bones of his family members last time, no one saw him.Wen Xian, the new owner of the Palace Merchant Hall, is still looking for Shu Baiyin's whereabouts, vowing to kill Shu Baiyin to comfort the spirit of Wen Yusheng.

In fact, Lu Qingyu seldom heard Shu Baiyin's name mentioned, even though his wife Xie Feiyin was once a disciple of Changxia Mountain.It is said that it was because my wife admired Shu Baiyin when she was young, so the master didn't like to hear everything about Shu Baiyin mentioned by others. After the catastrophe in Changxia Mountain, even my wife didn't mention it anymore.In fact, he knew that his wife had asked someone to inquire about Shu Baiyin's news in private, but in the end it was nothing.

This person... is Shu Baiyin?

For a young man like him, this person who only lives in frivolous rumors is standing in front of him at this moment.

And Shu Baiyin's tone was calm, "Shu is just a useless person now, why should you be obsessed with me."

"How could Shu Baiyin, who was once famous all over the world, become a useless person?" Chi Jingxi moved closer with his sword hand, "Whether you can fight or not is not up to you, but the sword in your hand." Calculate."

Shu Baiyin shook his head, and said, "If Mr. Chi insists on this, Shu can't shirk it, but you still need to ask Mr. Chi to agree to the next unfeeling request."

"You said."

"Shu is going to pay homage to some old friends. It is really inappropriate to see blood these days. I hope you can choose another date for the competition."

Chi Jingxi frowned slightly, thinking for a long time.Wen Xian didn't have that patience, she took out a short flute from her waist, put it to her lips and played it, the sound of the flute in harmony with her inner strength suddenly sounded in the cabin, the sound of the flute was sad and sharp, and the heartbeat in Lu Qingyu's chest was beating loudly When he got up, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and he only heard Shu Baiyin's steady and cold voice rang close to his ears, like a slight wind, carelessly blowing away the overwhelming killing intent, "Cover your ears , don't listen."

On the other side, Chi Jingxi frowned tightly. It was obviously the cool weather in early autumn. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. At the corner of the skirt, he tried his best to hold his breath and concentrate, but when he stabbed out with the next sword, Wen Xian had already retreated to the stern.Although Lu Qingyu covered her ears after listening to Shu Baiyin's words, she couldn't completely block out the sound of the flute. Apart from being slightly more conscious, the uncomfortable feeling didn't ease much.He saw Shu Baiyin still standing like a green bamboo, with a calm expression, as if the sound of the flute had no effect on him.

Shu Baiyin stepped out of the cabin in a few steps and went in the direction of Wen Xian.Seeing him coming, Wen Xian made the sound of the flute even more urgent, tipped his toes lightly, and almost stood on the side of the boat, Shu Baiyin seemed to say something, but was drowned in the hasty sound of the flute.Wen Xian stopped the sound of the flute, and suddenly drew out the short sword and stabbed at Shu Baiyin.

Shu Baiyin's sword was not out of its sheath, and he directly held the sword grid that was still wrapped in the sword coat to block Wen Xian's attack.And Chi Jingxi, who was relieved from the sound of the flute, raised his sword and rushed over. The tip of the sword plunged into Wen Xian's chest. Chi Jingxi's sword was forced into the water, and Chi Jingxi finally couldn't hold it back at this time, and suddenly protruded a mouthful of blood.

Wen Xian struggled in the water for a while, and finally only a faint bloodstain remained in the water.Shu Baiyin squatted down and turned over the package that Wen Xian had dropped on the boat, and found a dark yellow bamboo tube, under which a cotton thread was connected, Shu Baiyin pulled the cotton thread, a sharp sound accompanied by Dazzling flames rushed into the darkening sky.

"Senior, this is..." Lu Qingyu regained his composure and asked suspiciously when he saw his movements.

"This is used by the Palace Merchant Hall for communication. I heard that the owner of the hall is here, so there must be someone from the Palace Merchant Hall nearby. The sword did not hit the vital point, and the place is not far from the river bank, and the water is still shallow. Those who can’t make it to the Palace Merchant Hall will find them, and they will see the good fortune of the owner himself.”

"Senior just now... doesn't seem to be affected by the sound of the flute."

"There are only two types of people who are not affected by the music of the palace and business hall. The internal force is already strong enough to suppress the music," Chi Jingxi, who was on the side to adjust his breath, said suddenly, "or, there is no internal force."

"Since you have the answer in your heart, why bother to ask?" Shu Baiyin walked to the stern and set up the oar.Both Lu Qingyu and Chi Jingxi were injured, so the boating job only fell into his hands.

When I heard the sound of horseshoes behind me, the boat had already crossed the middle of the river and was about to reach the opposite bank.The sky had already completely darkened, and when Lu Qingyu looked back, he saw clusters of torches illuminating the river, probably people from the Palace and Merchant Hall had arrived, and they vaguely heard calling "the owner of the hall", Chi Jingxi sneered "You let her go today, but she may not let you go tomorrow."

After Shu Baiyin anchored the boat, he said: "The old people are here, and it is disrespectful to meet each other with murder... Changxia Mountain's blood has been shed enough, it's fine." He held his sword Putting his back on his back and getting off the boat again, Lu Qingyu couldn't help but walked a few steps behind him, and Chi Jingxi's voice came from behind, "Mr. Shu, I'm waiting for you at Guhongtai, Yuezhou at the beginning of next month, please be sure to come to the appointment .”

Shu Baiyin's footsteps paused, and Lu Qingyu heard him sigh softly, "Your Excellency sincerely invites you. Shu will definitely go."

It was too late to go up the mountain, so Shu Baiyin and Lu Qingyu found a family at the foot of the mountain to stay. After everything was settled, Shu Baiyin apologized to Lu Qingyu, "Today is Shu's old grievances involving the young man, I'm really sorry."

Lu Qingyu hastily said it was okay, "Mr. Shu, don't call me Shaoxia, junior Lu Qingyu, sir, just call me Herring." He hesitated for a moment, "I'm going to Changxia Mountain too." He looked at Shu Bai Yin looked at the questioning gaze, and then said: "Actually, I should call Mr. Shu my uncle. My wife... is Xie Feiyin."

In the dead of night, there was only the faint sound of half a candle burning in the room. Shu Baiyin's face was calm, "It turns out...it's my junior sister's disciple. I haven't seen her for many years since she married far away. good?"

"My wife will come to Changxia Mountain every year, but after the master passed away last year, my wife has been in poor health and can't bear the fatigue of the boat, so this year let me come to Changxia Mountain to pay homage to her... Mistress, she has been here for so many years. Missing you."

"Trouble her to forget about it," he looked at Lu Qingyu, "Aren't you afraid of me? Haven't you heard of the disaster that destroyed the family in Changxia Mountain ten years ago? I'm a big devil who kills people without batting an eye."

"I... I don't know, I don't think Mr. Shu... is that kind of person." Lu Qingyu was a little embarrassed, although Master kept saying that there must be something hidden behind the disaster of Changxia Mountain, Master and the others didn't think so.Shu Baiyin has always been obsessed with swordsmanship, he doesn't care about the world, he doesn't pay much attention to the world's ethics and ordinary things, and he doesn't necessarily have a deep affection for his classmates.His swordsmanship is as high as Shu Baiyin's, and if he tries to improve, he may not be insane. Moreover, Shu Baiyin was the only one who survived at that time, so it is really difficult to clear the suspicion.For Lu Qingyu, such a person is too far away, so far away that even if he is as unbearable in the rumors, it is far less real for him than the person in front of him.

Shu Baiyin chuckled, because he was about to go to bed, he untied his hair tie, and the white hair was hidden in the dim candlelight, and in the darkness of the room, he didn't look as gloomy as he was in the daytime, "Silly boy "He shook his head and extinguished the candle, "rest early, we have to go up the mountain tomorrow."

Lu Qingyu lay down in the darkness in a daze, thinking a lot for a while, but it seemed like she didn't think about anything.Hearing the steady and soft breathing of the person beside him, he also fell into a dreamland in a daze.