October 15 may not be a major day for others, but it is the most memorable day of his life.

Because on this day, he not only defeated the insurmountable legend in the rivers and lakes on the shore of Luoshui Lake, and was known as the sword god who was almost the first master, Sword Thirty, but also his father's death day.

On this day, he achieved the long-awaited fame and status that truly belonged to him, but he lost his dearest father forever.

Before he became famous, he was always obsessed with his father, and even hated his father, hating why he had such a famous father.

Because it will be a sign that he will always be shrouded in his father's halo, never coming out, like a chicken that will never grow up.

However, when he defeated Sword Thirty and won the title of the first sword in the world, and returned home, knowing that his father had left him permanently, he felt that his father's position in his heart was so important.

It turned out that his father had always been his eternal backer in his heart, but now, this backer suddenly collapsed, and he felt as if he was about to collapse.

That's why he disappeared from the rivers and lakes on this day.

This was not only because he felt that he was a bit invincible in the battle with Ken Thirty, but more importantly, he felt that he had taken his father's life.

If on that day, he hadn't gone to fight Sword Thirty to a duel, if he hadn't been so willful and insisted on leaving this home that made him feel disgusting and suffocated and had been by his father's side, perhaps, his father would not have died so inexplicably.

So, the year after the duel with Sword Thirty, he disappeared from the rivers and lakes on the same day.

His sword and his people were like Sword Thirty, and immediately became a legend in the rivers and lakes.

However, no one thought that this first-class swordsman who shook the rivers and lakes would hide in the vegetable garden of the Golden Throwing Villa for twenty years in order to inquire about the cause of his father's death and the mastermind behind the manipulation of the Golden Throwing Villa.

Twenty years later, others may have forgotten his almost legendary legend, but he will never forget the day of October 15.

In the eyes of others, this day is glorious, commemorable, and historic, but for him, it is shameful and even sad.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this day that he will not forgive himself.

Bai Qinghou didn't seem to feel his pain, or even if he did, he didn't want to express it, because after expressing it, it would only make him feel more pain.

He just sighed slightly, and then twisted his head to Bai Qingyi, and said lightly: Second brother, actually, you guessed that it was not wrong at all, that day was indeed an unforgettable day.

And the reason why my heart aches so much on this day is precisely because this day is the day of our father's death.

And it was on this day that I was killed by those two villains, and then, thrown into this dark Jizo, became what I am today.

These were some of his painful and unbearable memories, but when he said them, his tone was unusually calm.

He suddenly sighed and said slowly: Second brother, you guessed right, among the two assassins of me, one of them is indeed your sister-in-law, and everyone calls her Xiaohou.

But I don't hate it, because it's my fault, and it's my fault that I shouldn't have known her, and I shouldn't have rescued her from that cannibalistic fire cave.

The bitch is ruthless, the drama is unmeaningful, I originally took these things as the creed of my life, but after I saw her for the first time, I couldn't control my feelings.

His expression was still calm, so calm that it was almost surprising, so calm that Bai Qingyi felt that this originally empty and smooth Jizo was suddenly full of depression, as if all the air had suddenly been emptied.

However, Bai Qinghou was still slowly telling his story, and said: Second brother, you must also know that since Yun'er's mother died, I rarely get close to women, because Yun'er's mother is the favorite in my life.

However, in the end, I don't know why, when I saw this woman, I felt as if I was suddenly obsessed, and I couldn't control it.

I first spent a lot of money to redeem her from that brothel, and then, married her, and was even loved and spoiled by Yun'er more than Yun'er's mother.

As for her, although she also obeyed me on the surface, coaxed me to be happy, and obeyed me, she did some shady things behind her back.

Bitches are ruthless, and I know that once a woman steps into that place, it is generally difficult to change, and even if she can change, it will take a while.

Therefore, I didn't see all the unsightly tricks she did, and I thought that after a while, she would change after she fully adapted to the life of the young grandmother in the Golden Throwing Villa, but I was still wrong, and I was ridiculously wrong.

What's even more wrong is that I also forgot one important thing, that is, I forgot that she was a prostitute in Guiyunzhuang, and Guiyunzhuang was the rudder of Burial Sword Island.

This kind of thing, in fact, I should be able to imagine it even with my heels, because a celebrity like her must have a strong background.

However, at that time, I was completely dazzled and completely lost my judgment, so I didn't have time to think too much about it and married her back.

With that, he picked another stone, threw it gently into the pool, and after the stone had been floated in it a few times, he suddenly jumped up and struck a stone on the opposite side, and shattered it.

It turned out that his heart was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, otherwise, he would never have exerted such a great internal force when he was fighting.

When the peace of the Jizori was restored, he let out a long breath and continued, "About a month after we got married, I made another person, a good friend.

We also hit it off at first sight, and even talked about it, so on the fifteenth day of October, after hearing the news of your defeat of Sword Thirty, I set up a banquet to celebrate you.

That night, I was very drunk, and sometimes, although I think that your brother is too conceited, he will suffer after all, because when a person is famous, he will have more trouble.

Although I am a little worried about you, I am still happy for you, because you have finally completely shaken off the aura of the Golden Throwing Villa that has shrouded you and have truly achieved something of your own.

Because from now on, everyone will only say that you are the world's first sword Bai Qingyi, and will not say that you are the second young master of the Golden Throwing Villa, my younger brother Bai Qingyi, I am really happy for you.

So, I drank cup after cup, without any scruples, until it was dark, my spirits trembled, and I didn't know anything, and then, when I woke up, I was here.

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned around, looked at the stone wall behind him, and said slowly: The reason why I know who caused me to be like this is entirely because of the words engraved on the stone wall.

Although these words were carved with a sword, I could still make out whose handwriting it was, for he had taken care of my accounts for half a year.