1686: C1686 The Smell of Death(part I)

C1686 The Smell of Death(part I)

Night. The night was already dark, and as thick as ink.

A crescent moon that was like an ice plate had just risen from the Starting Ground. It shone diagonally into the gloomy and desolate forest. One could not see the person nor the ghost.

Chu Yang faced the cold wind that blew at him and he could not help but shiver. In an instant, he had a strange premonition in his heart.

He was sure that this was an ominous premonition!

He knew the reason — — Xiao Qiu Yu!

Regardless of whether it was the three elders who had asked him what sword he wanted, or the fatter, slower and skinnier ones, they were all too astonishing. And in the Sword Pavilion, there were probably even more astounding aspects of the way of the sword.

Under the guidance of so many sword experts, Xiao Qiuyu was absolutely extraordinary, absolutely astonishing, and his cultivation in the sword dao was probably unrivalled!

"Sword of Destiny!"

Chu Yang could not help but think of the shocking sword strike that Xiao Qiuyu had forced the Heaven's Mandate's child to self-destruct.

Chu Yang felt like he had no other moves that could deal with that attack.

"I don't like this damn place, why did I come here!"

Chu Yang immediately challenged the Son of Ten Thousand Beast, "Are you bringing me to find the tomb?"

F * ck, can you not speak human words all day? Didn't you just fly here?

The Son of Ten Thousand Beasts was displeased, but he was not in the mood to care about these things. He directly left the forest and arrived at a place where the moonlight was bright.

When Chu Yang came over, he handed a piece of information to Chu Yang.

"What the heck is this?"

"You'll know once you see it. What the heck are you asking!"

"You are the one asking my ass!"

When Chu Yang saw this, his eyes couldn't help but narrow. This was the detailed information about Xiao Qiuyu, especially regarding her sword cultivation, it was extremely detailed.

This made him feel that Xiao Qiuyu was anxious to fight with him, eager to seek justice.

Xiao Qiuyu was worried that Chu Yang didn't understand him well enough, so when comparing swords, he couldn't let out his greatest threat.

Chu Yang did not feel any wild arrogance, he only felt a wave of sincerity — — Xiao Qiuyu was not a wild person. All she did was to create the most fairness possible.

He had to admit that Chu Yang's sword cultivation was a bit too shallow compared to Xiao Qiuyu's. He himself was well aware of this fact, but Xiao Qiuyu was able to instantly sense it, so it was rather shocking.

He did not say anything else and started to read the information carefully.

Xiao Qiu Yu was an orphan. She was abandoned by others and had no idea who her parents were. She was brought back by a kind old granny for adoption.

When he was five years old, his grandma died. She was reduced to a beggar. When the evil man bullied her, before she died, she picked up a dried up branch from the ground and accurately pierced through the throat of the evil man, killing him.

The rest of the monsters were all ferocious, but in the end, all of them were killed by Xiao Qiuyu with a dead branch in her hand, revealing her peerless talent in the way of the sword.

Because of this, he also felt that he had the talent to become a sword cultivator. He had to head to the Sword Pavilion and join it.

No friend, only taking the sword as a friend, and even taking the sword as his father. Training the sword in the Sword Pavilion was the most carefree, happiest, and happiest time of his life.

"Damn!"

Chu Yang saw this and broke out in a cold sweat. From the lines, he could feel Xiao Qiu Yu's love and yearning towards the sword, and he even felt that Xiao Qiu Yu was born for the sword, to live for the sword.1

His parents and brothers were all existences that interfered with his training in the way of the sword. This was why he was an orphan. He was born for the sword, and lived for the sword.

Chu Yang felt that this kind of logic was reasonable, so at this moment, he felt even more strongly that the terrifying way of the sword, the sword, could be said to be everything about Xiao Qiuyu.

He was already regretting looking at this piece of information.

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