Du Ao looked so beautiful and impressed by his soul, but was actually very rational and calm. There was a storm in his heart.

He knew this was the closest he had to die.

Du Ao did not escape. He knew that if he escaped, he would die. Only when he did not escape could he die and live.

A large iron axe of 63 kilograms was hung on the rack.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the iron axe for a long time, and finally breathed a long sigh, and the old eyes shot out dazzling brilliance.

He seemed to be just an ordinary old man, but at this moment a spirit had already injected into his body, making him feel like he was back to the time when he was dominating the world in the past.

He has come alive.

The big iron axe seemed to feel that the owner had come alive and shone with dazzling brilliance in the setting sun.

The old man let out a heroic laugh, and finally picked up the big iron axe that had been useless for more than ten years, rode on the horse, and left the hero's house he built.

He was going to go to an appointment that was destined to die.

Plum Blossom Temple.

This is a very beautiful place. The incense here was also very good before, but since that incident happened nineteen years ago, no pilgrims have dared to come here to burn incense.

Those who burn incense pray for peace, but they may die when they arrive here. Who will come?

So here has gradually declined.

But there are still plum blossoms and nuns in the Plum Blossom Temple.

An old nun sat in front of the statue of Guanyin and recited the Heart Sutra sincerely but he had not finished reciting it.

Her heart has been uneasy, and she has been particularly uneasy these days. Now she has not only completely uneasy, but also has caused storms and a huge sense of hatred arises in her heart.

She suddenly let out a shrill roar, and then left Meihua Temple without taking care of anything.

No one knows where she is going.

She didn't know where she would go in the end, but she was going to make an appointment and she wanted to kill someone.

Kill someone in her heart who should have died nineteen years ago.

The ghost-headed knife is a type of knife.

However, this knife is not good-looking, and it was once considered a knife used by executioners. Therefore, few people in the martial arts world know how to use such a knife. Even if it is used, few people can make a name for themselves.

But Guo Wei is different.

Guo Wei made a name for himself with a ghost-headed knife.

When he debuted in the past, he was called the Ghost Sword. Later, when he killed more and more people, he became more and more chivalrous and righteous, and his reputation became bigger and bigger. People in the martial arts world called him the Divine Sword.

He is Guo Wei, the divine sword.

This ghost-headed sword is nothing in the hands of others, but in his hands, it has a magical magic power, so he is called the divine sword.

But the good times don't last long.

Because there was a person in the world, he had no way to be called the Divine Sword.

This person is Bai Tianyu.

Bai Tianyu is nicknamed the God Sword Invincible.

Since Bai Tianyu is called the Invincible Divine Sword, how can others be qualified to be called the Divine Sword?

Although Guo Wei was famous, he was not as famous as Bai Tianyu, so Guo Wei's magic sword was gradually forgotten, he was just Guo Wei.

Guo Wei doesn't care, at least he doesn't care anymore.

Now he just wants to enjoy family happiness.

It's a pity that he had to bring his ghost-headed knife again.

He is going to go to the appointment, he is going to kill someone.

He left, quietly.

This time he was not sure, just like nineteen years ago, not at all.

Yi Dajing is known as the "Iron Hand Gentleman" in the martial arts world.

He is indeed a gentleman, and has never done anything that is not a gentleman so far. No matter who asks him, as long as he thinks that person has to be saved, he will do his best to help that person.

Many people admire him very much, and many people think he is a living Bodhisattva.

The Yi Dajing knew that he was not a living Bodhisattva, and he would never forget the incident that happened nineteen years ago.

He thought that the matter had passed, but he didn't expect it to be.

A letter came over and he knew that the nightmare was coming again.

The Yi Da Jing was very painful. He locked himself in the Wanjuan Village of the Sutra?

He didn't know what to do, but after three days, he finally knew what to do.

Yi Dajing said goodbye to his wife and left the villa. He decided to go to a place, where he didn't want to go but had to go.

He is about to go to the appointment.

He didn't know if he could come back this time, but he knew he had to solve all of this.

On Baiyun Village.

The flower guard Liu Donglai looked at the white clouds in the sky for a long time, and also looked at the sword in his hand for a long time.

Suddenly, his tears flowed out.

He was crying, and anyone who saw it was surprised.

His good friend and good brother, Yuan Qiuyun, the owner of Baiyunzhuang, was also surprised.

Yuan Qiuyun quickly understood and sighed, "Didn't you promise me not to think about that again?"

He understood him because they were friends and brothers who could talk about everything, and there was no secret between them.

Liu Dong came for a long time before he wiped away his tears and sighed: "I thought I would forget it, but I can't. Now I have to think of Jieru."

Jieru is the one Liu Donglai loves, and it is because of her that Liu Donglai never married for life. Now he remembers her again.

Yuan Qiuyun sighed a little and said, "Why did you suddenly think of her again?"

Liu Donglai handed a letter to Yuan Qiuyun. Yuan Qiuyun looked at it and his face changed suddenly.

Yuan Qiuyun stared at Liu Donglai and said, "You are going?"

Liu Donglai sighed and said, "What reason do I have not to go?"

Yuan Qiuyun opened her mouth, but said nothing.

He knew everything about Liu Donglai and knew that Liu Donglai should indeed go.

Liu Donglai said to Yuan Qiuyun: "I hope you promise me something."

Yuan Qiuyun said: "I won't agree."

Liu Donglai smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't said it yet."

Yuan Qiuyun interrupted him and said, "You must hope that you will take care of your industry family, and you even plan to give them to me."

Liu Donglai smiled bitterly: "You are indeed the one who knows me the most. I have no children, and you are my best friend, so I."

Yuan Qiuyun interrupted him again and said, "I should have done this, but I can't."

Liu Donglai's face changed and he said, "Why?"

Yuan Qiuyun suddenly drew out the sword, looked at the sword in his hand for a long time, and then sighed heavily: "How long has it been since we walked together?"

Liu Donglai's face became very ugly and he said movedly: "You want to go too?"

Yuan Qiuyun pressed Liu Donglai's shoulder and said, "Have you forgotten our oath?"

Liu Donglai was silent for a long time and said, "I haven't forgotten, but you shouldn't go, you."

Yuan Qiuyun interrupted him again and said, "Qingfeng is already old and can stand alone. Even if it can't be their business, what does it have to do with our generation? Now I just want to fight side by side with my brother."

The two hands were clasped together.

Liu Donglai's tears had flowed out and he said in a deep voice: "I won't go, I won't go."

Yuan Qiuyun said: "You should go, we should go, this matter should be stopped, we cannot escape."

Liu Donglai didn't say anything anymore, but he felt regretful.

He thought he should have concealed it from Yuan Qiuyun, but it was too late to regret it now.

Liu Donglai, Yuan Qiuyun immediately set off and they headed straight for Wanmatang.

Where is the place where they cut off their grudges?

However, before that, they had met each other.

The "Flower Protecting Swordsman" Liu Donglai, the "Iron Hand Gentleman" Yi Dajing has become the old nun's peach blossom lady, the divine sword Guo Wei, and the heroic farm owner Xue Bin.

They met.
To be continued...