If the life given to him by his own parents had been annihilated after they had abandoned him in the wilderness, then Sword Thirty had given him a chance to be reborn.

His second life was given by Sword Thirty, so, despite the humiliation of being abandoned by both his friends and lovers, he still survived.

Because he no longer has the right to waste his life.

Now, the only mission in his life is to go to the Burial Sword Island to go to the agreement that he had made twenty years ago.

Although the people in the rivers and lakes believe that in today's rivers and lakes, the sword he used to kill Tsing Yi is the fastest sword, but he firmly believes that his father's sword of thirty is the fastest sword in the rivers and lakes.

No one has surpassed it before, and it will never be surpassed in the future.

Although Sword Thirty was defeated by the sword of Burial Sword Island twenty years ago, he believed that his father's tolerant personality would never be surpassed.

However, on the Burial Sword Island, even his father can't win, can he do it?

He knew that he would definitely lose the battle on October 15.

Li Cunxiao suddenly felt an unprecedented dizziness.

At this moment, although Li Cunxiao did not look at Fang Fang, he faintly felt that what really made him feel dizzy was Xiang Fang's thin, almost transparent knife.

If Xiang Fang's fast knife really stabbed at him at this moment, he was not sure that he would be able to avoid it.

It's a horrible thing.

He had already drunk the seventh cup of wine.

This was already the last cup of wine, and by the time the eldest grandson had filled the seventh cup of wine, the delicate white jade pot was completely empty.

At this time, Xiang Fang also happened to pick up the last piece of fish-flavored eggplant and put it in his mouth.

The flask was empty, and the plate was empty.

Xiang Fang put down the chopsticks against the edge of the plate, and then, looking at the empty wine jug, smiled at him, and said: The wine is gone.

Li Cunxiao was as cold as the night, and said: Enough.

He looked at him and smiled again, as soft as the light of the candle in the middle of the table, and said, "We could have been good friends."

Li Cunxiao still said coldly: I don't want to be your friend, I don't want you to be my friend, from now on, I won't have any friends.

Xiang Fang smiled bitterly, and said lightly: I have heard about you, and I know that the woman you love the most eloped with your most trusted friend, but maybe they have a hard time......

Xiang Fang wanted to say more, but Li Cunxiao suddenly crushed the wine glass and said coldly: Shut up, if you say one more word, I will kill you.

Every word of his words was resolute, like a throwing knife falling on the table, and even kept shaking the red tassels, like blood.

Xiang Fang smiled, took out another handkerchief from his arms, wiped his mouth, and said: Even if I don't say it, you will kill me too, because I originally came to kill the eldest grandson.

Li Cunxiao looked at him, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes, although it was cold, but it was soft, and said: Can you not kill for the time being?

Xiang Fang nodded and said, "Yes, as long as you give me a time."

Li Cunxiao looked at the outside of the field, although it was nearly five watches, but the darkness was still shrouded in the real flag town, and his gaze became firm and resolute, and said: A month later.

Xiang Fang threw the used handkerchief on the table and said, "Since you can stop me from killing her now, you can still stop it in a month."

Li Cunxiao was silent for a long time, the expression on his face suddenly became a little sad, and said: Absolutely not, because a month later, I am already dead.

Xiang Fang didn't seem to know what to say, just looked at his lonely face and sighed long, and said lightly: It's a pity......

Li Cunxiao was stunned and said: What is a pity?

Xiang Fang looked at the iron sword he inserted in his left rib and said, "I really want to fight with you."

Li Cunxiao looked at him and said, "You want to kill me?"

Xiang Fang smiled bitterly and said: I don't want to kill you, I said that we could have become friends, but you killed the people of Ogi Mirror Palace.

Li Cunxiaodao: Is it because of this reason?

Xiang Fang's eyes suddenly flashed with longing and eagerness, like a volcano that had accumulated enough energy, just looking for an exit to erupt, and then, loudly said: Actually, even if you don't kill the people of the Ogi Mirror Palace, I hope to fight you, even if I die under your sword.

You are known as the number one sword in the world, and I am also known as the fast sword, the fastest sword in the world and the fastest sword duel in the world, it must be a very happy thing.

Li Cunxiao suddenly fell silent.

His eyes became deeper and broader in the beating candlelight, and then, looking at Xiang Fang, he said word by word: If I can get away with not dying in a month, I will definitely fight you.

Kuaidao Xiang Fang: Thank you.

Li Cunxiao said: You don't have to thank me, you should thank yourself.

Kuaidao was stunned for a moment and said, "Why?"

Li Cunxiao looked at him and said: Although perfection cannot be a friend, it can become an enemy, and you are a respectable enemy.

Before the words fell, his people had already arrived outside the Wutong Restaurant.

Of course, the eldest grandson Wujian followed behind him.

Autumn nights, although cool, can make people wake up.

Li Cunxiao looked up, only to see a crescent moon hanging in the sky on the pale blue canopy, there was no wind, but a leaf fell quietly from the top of the tree.

In the misty moonlight, the eldest grandson Wujian suddenly walked over, gently, slowly, and softly, leaning his head on Li Cunxiao's shoulder.

Li Cunxiao wanted to push, but finally didn't push away......

The autumn night suddenly became gentle.

Autumn is a peaceful day in Guiyunzhuang.

The sun is shining, the warm wind is blowing the clouds all over the sky, there is no feeling of depression and withering, and the ubiquitous comfort floats in every corner.

In such weather, people's mood will be as cheerful as the weather, and it will become endlessly open, so Shang Tianxiang got up very early.

Shang Tianxiang is the owner of Guiyunzhuang, and Guiyunzhuang is just one of the three manors set up in the rivers and lakes of the Burial Sword Island to deliver news and issue orders.

The two villages outside are Yunhaizhuang and Luoyunzhuang.

Guiyunzhuang, Yunhaizhuang, Luoyunzhuang, and Sanzhuang form the trend of the word "product" around the burial sword island, which is the horn of each other, and shelters the wind and rain for the burial sword island.

Shang Tianxiang draped her shoulders, walked lazily to the balcony, gently pushed open the window, and the thick fragrance of flowers mixed with the fresh air of the morning greeted her, refreshing and lush.

She took a deep breath, feeling that her whole body was soaked in the fragrance of flowers and dew.

The fragrance of the flowers came from the small garden in front of the window, and although it was already late autumn, there were still countless flowers and plants in the garden.

At this time, the sun gradually jumped up the red rooftops, and leaped up to the treetops, and shone head-on, but the sun was still as soft and weak as milk, and then, slowly flowing down the eaves and branches, over the walls, through the garden, and into the rooms.

The room slowly lit up, gradually, gradually...... It's like a bud that is slowly blooming, exuding a refreshing atmosphere.

This is Shang Tianxiang's bedroom.

Shang Tianxiang's bedroom, like all the women's bedrooms in the world, was clean, tidy, and comfortable, and at the same time full of an indescribable smell, which was full of sunshine, softness, temptation, and sometimes mixed with some of the smell of the rainy season.

Although Guiyunzhuang is called Zhuang, in fact, it is not Zhuang, but a brothel.

There are eighteen of the most prestigious prostitutes in Guiyunzhuang, but Shang Tianxiang is not one of them.

Although Shang Tianxiang also slept with strange men, although sleeping with men was also for money, Shang Tianxiang was not one of the eighteen prostitutes.

Shang Tianxiang is the owner of Guiyunzhuang and the owner of the eighteen most prestigious prostitutes here, but she is not a prostitute.

If you insist on saying that the owner of the prostitute is a prostitute, there is no way to do it, just like Li Cunxiao said that she was a prostitute and she did not refute it.

Actually, it's not that she doesn't want to refute, but she doesn't want to refute, and there is no need to refute.

Being able to be a prostitute in Guiyunzhuang is a great thing in itself, just like a casual subordinate of Burial Sword Island can use first-class swordsmanship.

Because the prostitutes of Guiyunzhuang are as famous as the swords of the Burial Sword Island.