The autumn wind is rustling, and the fallen leaves are colorful.

Li Yuanzhao closed her eyes and sat cross-legged, with silver threads as snow.

Looking closely, I had a five-foot long sword on my back, the hilt was a dragon head with pearls, and the sword body was wrapped in thick linen as a sheath, and it was gone.

Two gourds hung around her waist, one black and one white, one big and one small, and I don’t know what it is for.

Woo woo!

Two red birds circling above their heads, making crying sounds.

Like a goshawk staring at prey.

Suddenly, Li Yuanzhao frowned and opened her eyes.

The village is gone, the dilapidated house is gone, the parents are gone, and the monsters are gone.

Only a deserted forest in front of me and a girl lying leaning against a pile of dead leaves.

The girl looks sixteen years old, wearing a white wind-covering jacket on her upper body, leggings and trousers on her lower body, delicate plain boots on her feet, and a strange golden silk ribbon wrapped around her waist.

The silk belt is two inches wide, with golden silk and jade threads, with crooked seals on it, and strange patterns and words, with hidden inspiration. A discerning person can tell that it is not an ordinary thing at a glance.

"Silly disciple, wake up."

Li Yuanzhao raised his right hand and slapped the girl in the face very lightly or severely.

The girl opened her eyes in a daze, looking sleepy, "Master, why... why am I asleep?"

As he said that, he rubbed his face, slowly got up, dusted off the leaves stuck in his hair, and wiped off the muddy tricks on his face.

What a pretty girl with red lips and white teeth, beautiful eyebrows and starry eyes!

The girl was named "Mo Yiyi". She was Li Yuanzhao's apprentice. She has been practicing academics with Li Yuanzhao since she was six years old and has mastered her outstanding skills.

Don’t look at your young age or your daughter’s body. If you really fight, you won’t want to get close to her.

"It was those two birds who were striking the ghost," Li Yuanzhao pointed to the sky and said in detail, "This bird calls 'red crow', which is a rare evil thing that can charm the mind and attract people to dream. You and I are both attracted."

The village I saw before was a mystery created by the red crow, which made Li Yuanzhao obsessed with the scenes of the past.

Of course, I had noticed what kind of character Li Yuanzhao was, but I just didn't want to wake up. After all, after sixty years, it was rare to be able to travel through time and space in a mystery.

Otherwise, how could a little evil thing disturb his mind?

"hateful!"

Mo Yiyi was very angry, and immediately his eyes widened and he gritted his teeth.

He cursed first, then bent down and picked up the jade sword on the ground, bounced his fingers, and ding! The green light deshewned out and slashed into the air, like thunder slashing into the plains.

"Slow!" Li Yuanzhao said he would stop him. Unfortunately, it was too late. The Jade Sword was extremely powerful and had a very fast speed. It blinked and struck a red crow without leaving any remaining strength.

This sword is made of jade, exquisite and exquisite, like a graceful lady.

Once shedded, she was murderous, like Shura Yasha.

The red crow could not escape, and was cut into two pieces by a sword, falling to the ground with blood.

Another red crow was frightened and screamed in fear. He flew south and soon disappeared.

Mo Yiyi regretted it in her heart when she took back the Jade Sword, but she didn't lose it: "Master, I blame you for saying it's too late."

"You girl, you are impulsive and impatient, but you are a master," Li Yuanzhao shook her head and smiled bitterly, "You know, these red crows will not appear in vain. There must be a powerful evil behind you. If you slash with one sword, how can you track it down?"

Mo Yiyi raised her eyebrows, "Master is so stupid. I killed one, and another ran south. Let's chase and take a look."

"You are smart!"

The two complained to each other for a few words, then quickly packed their luggage and rushed south along the small path in the forest.

After a while, the forest came out, and then went forward, there was a wasteland with a flat official road running through the north and south, which was very easy to walk on.

On the way, the master and apprentice naturally talked about the mystery.

Mo Yiyi said that she met her parents in a confused state and was excited, so she lost her composure.

It sounds very miserable. She was only six years old that year, and she was the age when her father loved her mother. Unexpectedly, she encountered a major disaster and several faceless people suddenly broke into her house, killed her father and kidnapped her mother.

If she hadn't been hiding in the well, she would have been unable to escape.

Li Yuanzhao is clear about these things.

At that time, he accidentally passed by and saved Mo Yiyi who had been hiding at the well for three days. He made an exception and accepted him as his disciple. He also helped him find his mother and enemies. Unfortunately, he found nothing after half a year of searching, so he had to go back to Shushan first and teach swordsmanship.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Yi has achieved success in his practice. He is determined to avenge his father and seek his mother who is unknown to life and death, so he went down the mountain to travel to Zhongzhou.

After saying that, Mo Yiyi looked at Li Yuanzhao with a curious look, "Master, you have also been confused. What have you seen?"

Li Yuanzhao stroked her beard and smiled, "It's just an old scene from sixty years ago."

"Master! Let's talk!"

Li Yuanzhao was most afraid of this girl being pestered, so he simply said, "Haha, I was nine years old that year and was born in a small rural village. I lived a peaceful life. But one day, a demon suddenly came."

"The demon was cruel and ate hundreds of people in the village alive. His parents and brother, who were the master, were buried in the mouth of the demon."

"I am lucky enough to save my life for the sake of my master, and I was rescued by the old leader of Shushan, alas!"

Mo Yiyi was so sad that she heard it, her eyes were red. It turned out that the situation of the master was very similar to her. No wonder she made an exception to accept disciples.

"What happened later, Master?"

"Later," Li Yuanzhao smiled relievedly, "I learned swordsmanship hard for my teacher, and returned to my hometown three years later, and killed the demon to take revenge!"

After three years of practice, I was only twelve years old, and I was able to kill demons and eliminate demons!

Mo Yiyi was amazed that his master deserves the name of "a master of swordsmanship". In comparison, he is simply a "waste" and only a first look at the path after ten years of practice.

"Master, no wonder you have always hated evil spirits. You will kill them when you encounter monsters, and you will kill them when you encounter monsters. It turns out that you have had a deep hatred!"

"Yes," Li Yuanzhao nodded, with a proud look on her face, as if she was thirty years younger. "I have been traveling around the world for my life, killing ten thousand demons, destroying ten thousand demons, and countless evil things of all sizes, and never letting go!"

This is a big statement, but there is no falsehood.

After the sword art was successful, Li Yuanzhao loved to travel around the world, killing demons with one sword, and gaining a reputation. Until his hair was gray and old, he still used his sword to eliminate monsters, so he was given the title of "Sword Man".

"It's a pity that I have been a teacher for a lifetime, but I am not safe in my old age, which has added to the stain."

After saying that, Li Yuanzhao sighed and looked depressed.

Mo Yiyi widened her eyes, and was as excited as a monkey with fresh fruit, jumping up and down, "Master, say it! Say it!"

She thought to herself that learning about the Master’s stain was like holding a handle. In the future, the Master would make fun of her, so she used it to fight back.

It will save you from being teased and made fun of by your master!

Li Yuanzhao stroked his beard slightly, and did not rush to speak, but took off the black gourd around his waist, pulled the plug, and took a few sips of wine. When Mo Yiyi was so anxious that she scratched her head, she said, "Is this stain big or small? I have taken over a stupid disciple, which will ruin my reputation forever!"

Mo Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and woke up and was fooled by her master. She immediately took a few breaths and said anxiously: "Old man, you are fooling around again, and ignore you!"

After saying that, he ran away, left Li Yuanzhao behind, and let him call him, and he would not refuse to answer.

Only a long black braid was swinging and shaking behind her back.
Chapter completed!