Chapter 945

All chance in life is destiny, which is called fate.

Su Bai didn't think that his meeting with Chu Xue was the so-called fate. It was more like the beginning of the plot. At first, he didn't understand why so many people ambushed and assassinated him on the way when he chose to retire from Cuiyun peak. Now he figured out that all this might be arranged by the bright and unreasonable woman in front of him. She wanted to take Chu Xue into Cuiyun peak with her own hands, Let Chu Xue appear in front of Xie Xiaofeng and let Xie Xiaofeng extend his life.

In fact, the development of things is as arranged by the woman, otherwise she would not appear today.

"Why?" in the wind and snow, Su Bai's eyes became colder and colder, just like the cold wind blowing by the green water lake.

"There is no reason why she appeared to carry my father's kendo. This is her destiny..." the woman's voice gradually became cold. The charm between the willow eyebrows disappeared in an instant, and more was indifference, but she showed some pity in her eyes when she looked at Chu Xue, but it dissipated soon.

"Fate..." Su Bai raised a mocking smile around his mouth. He held chuxue's hand tighter and looked at Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't have any expression on his face. The vicissitudes of the years covered his whole face, but he couldn't hide the cold in his eyes. In recent years, he looked like an old man with no strength to bind chickens. He was struggling, but he was close to God in the world. In an instant, the wind and snow stopped within thousands of feet, even the sound of the sword, The restless ancient swords quieted down.

Xie Xiaofeng slowly raised his head, looked at the ancient sword in the wind and snow and sighed: "he has given up. Why do you bother..."

The woman's head was slightly low and said softly, "my father gave up the sword because of his wife, but he never gave up the sword in his heart... His sword can't be broken."

When the woman said this, there was no superfluous expression on her face, but even so, Su Bai could still feel the anger and unwillingness in the woman's words, but this was not the reason why she could take advantage of the first snow wantonly.

Xie Xiaofeng was silent for a moment and said, "your father's Kendo is the ultimate of killing kendo. He knows that the Jianghu can't accommodate his Kendo, so he gave up the 15th sword..."

"Why can the Jianghu accommodate you, but not my father's Kendo?" the woman smiled sarcastically at the corners of her mouth. This was the first time she showed disrespect to Xie Xiaofeng.

"You have gone astray. For the sake of old friends, go! There is no master of this sword here, and there is no master of this sword in the Jianghu." Xie Xiaofeng's voice increased in vain, and even Cuiyun peak trembled in the distance.

At this time, Xie Xiaofeng was no longer the unknown old man, but the owner of Shenjian villa, whose words could shake the whole Jianghu.

In this Jianghu, no one dares to disobey Xie Xiaofeng, at least not yet. This is why no one dares to step into Cuiyun peak and disturb Xie Xiaofeng for so many years.

The sarcastic smile on the corners of the woman's mouth became more prosperous. She walked slowly towards the early snow. If she hadn't heard Xie Xiaofeng's words, she whispered: "You should know better than anyone the horror of the Kendo seed... When it wakes up, it means that she has become the master of the sword. This is her destiny. Even you can't change it. Come, child, come to your mother, who will take you on your way."

The woman's voice was like a magic sound, circling around chuxue's ear. The only timidity in her eyes dissipated, her eyes became empty, her expression became dull, and her hand to hold Su Bai was released.

"Chuxue..." Su Bai's face changed slightly and looked down at chuxue behind him. There was endless anger in his eyes. At the moment, chuxue gave him a very strange feeling. The strangeness almost suffocated him and hurt him more.

Tick

A pool of bright red melted in front of the first snow, dyed the plain clothes red, dripping on the snow on the ground and melting the snow under her feet.

Su Bai turned and looked at Chu Xue. There was a murderous intention in his eyebrows.

In the wind and snow, Chu Xue's plain clothes were stained with blood. Her face was pale and the blood flowed slowly. It was painful to see, but her face was expressionless. She looked at Su Bai's eyes like air. She walked forward and took a step. This step made the temperature of heaven and earth drop suddenly, and a sharp and incomparable sword breath burst out in vain from Chu Xue's body, just like the Yin wind from the nine secluded hell Like, roaring between heaven and earth, the wind and snow in the whole world rolled up and howled bitterly.

Bang... Bang

Impacted by the sword idea, Su withdrew a few steps after he was defeated, with a deep shock in his eyes. At the moment, chuxue is no longer a weak little girl, just like a sword God returning from the abyss of hell. His hands and feet have terrible and incomparable power.

"The seed of Kendo has fully recovered, and her father's lifelong Kendo cultivation has been accepted by her." the woman's jade face was filled with excitement. The ancient sword in her hand shook again, broke away from her hand, crossed the void, and fell in front of the first snow. She was very excited.

Xie Xiaofeng silently looked at Chu Xue's blood flowing from his chest to the ground and looked compassionate. On this day, he knew it would come very early. Over the years, he tried his best to seal the Kendo seeds in Chu Xue's heart. They all failed one by one, which indirectly shows how terrible his old enemy is.

"Today, my father's Kendo reappears in the Jianghu... My child, you are not Chu Xue, your real name is Yan Qingxue, Yan 13's Yan, although you no longer have any thoughts and emotions, you can reappear your grandfather's Kendo in the glory of that day. My child pulls up the sword in front of you... Defeat Xie Xiaofeng, let him know, let the people in the Jianghu know, Yan Thirteen's sword is the real first in the Jianghu... "The woman's expression became crazy. She looked at Xie Xiaofeng with hatred. He killed her father and took away the glory of his father. Today, she will take it back with the help of her daughter's hand.

Suddenly, the woman's voice stopped suddenly.

At the woman's throat, a thin snow floc scratched across her neck as fine as lanolin. Then, there was a very thin sword mark on her neck. Blood splashed all over the beautiful cheek, but it couldn't hide the crazy look on her cheek.

Poop!

The woman's body fell to the ground slowly, the whole world became dead in vain, and the snow fell again.

Su Bai looked at Chu Xue's empty eyes and said in a heavy voice, "Chu Xue... Can she recover?"

"No!" Xie Xiaofeng sighed slightly and looked at chuxue's eyes with pity. "Chuxue's body has been bad since childhood and has not practiced. Even if Yan shisan's Kendo seeds have fully recovered, she can't bear it for too long... Maybe it's half a month... Two or three months. This moment is a torment for him... If we don't want her to continue to suffer, we can only..."

"Kill her!" Su Bai interrupted Xie Xiaofeng. The wind and snow was colde