Mu Wanqing is dead! Her sudden death hit Bai Xiaosheng a huge blow. In the Changbai Snow Mountain, Bai Xiaosheng held her body silent for a long time, like a dead person.

The heavy snow covered the two of them. It was not until Mu Wanqing's body smelled foul smell that Bai Xiaosheng woke up in shock.

Looking at the rotten corpse, Bai Xiaosheng was even more sad. He thought of what Mu Wanqing said before his death, which made him regain his energy. However, the nearly one month of motion made his body stiffen. Now he wanted to move, but it was difficult.

Sitting in the snow and ice, Bai Xiaosheng immersed himself in and circulated the Nine Yang true energy in his body. The warm feeling began to turn to fiery, and the hot temperature spreads out from his body, and the coldness of his body quickly dissipated. After he finished exercising his skills, the third volume of the Nine Yang Divine Art was also automatically practiced. With the help of the environment here and the mentality at this time, Bai Xiaosheng practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art in the third volume, but he did not have the slightest happiness.

Another month later, Bai Xiaosheng left Changbai Mountain with Mu Wanqing's body in his arms. He bought a coffin, a carriage, and took Mu Wanqing to the town again, took his sword and dog-beating stick, and then rushed back to the Central Plains.

He disappeared for several months, and everyone in the Beggars' Sect thought he was dead, and the war in the Central Plains was over.

Although Bai Xiaosheng's subsequent actions did not help much, the Liao army still faced the problem of food and grass difficulties under the attack of experts from the martial arts world. The food and grass of hundreds of thousands of troops were difficult to solve. When it was impossible to quickly break the defense of the Song army, this was a fatal problem. Therefore, the Liao army sent envoys, and the Song Dynasty also agreed to a large amount of compensation. As the Liao army retreated, the tense relationship between the two countries eased.

After many days, Bai Xiaosheng, who returned to Song Realm, walked to the branch of the Beggars' Sect. When he saw the gang leader who everyone thought was dead appeared, the disciples of the Beggars' Sect were shocked. But at this time, Bai Xiaosheng couldn't speak one by one.

There was always a strong sadness on his body, his eyes were a little unconscious. Only when he looked at the coffin would a shiny glow appear, but it was immediately replaced by sorrow.

Looking at his hair, it also changed.

In the past, his soft black hair is now black and white. Among the black hair, there are many white hairs that are very eye-catching. In the snow and ice, the white hair can be seen as ice and snow, but when here, the snow has melted, that is white hair.

When he found Jiang Yi, Bai Xiaosheng didn't say much, but left the dog-beating stick. He said that he would give up the decision of the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and left again. He held the dog-beating stick, Jiang Yi didn't know what to do. He looked at Bai Xiaosheng's back and wanted to stop him, but the strong sadness made him unable to make a decision. Although Jiang Yi did not see the person in the coffin, he knew that it should be Mu Wanqing, the leader's wife.

"Oh!" Sighing, Jiang Yi called a few disciples of the Beggars' Gang and rushed to Luoyang with him, welcomed the dog-beating stick back to the headquarter, and told them about the gang leader.

After that appearance, Bai Xiaosheng seemed to have disappeared again. Many people couldn't find him even if they wanted to find him. It was not until more than a month later that Xiao Feng saw this second brother.

He returned to Huashan with dust, exhausted and sadness. Xiao Feng, who was waiting here, swallowed a lot of the words in his heart when he saw this second brother.

He helped Bai Xiaosheng bury Mu Wanqing, and buried him in the valley, and then pulled him to drink. The two of them kept drinking from the morning and night. Bai Xiaosheng was drunk. He wanted to get drunk, but Xiao Feng was also drunk because he drank too much and felt uncomfortable. The drunk Bai Xiaosheng cried and shouted, very sad. The drunk Xiao Feng was also stunned, as if he had lost his energy.

The drunken two slept for two days. After waking up, Xiao Feng left, leaving only Bai Xiaosheng here. He wanted to accompany his wife. Now, he was completely energetic and motivated as soon as he left here. Only by accompanying Mu Wanqing and thinking about Mu Wanqing's last words can he have the motivation to continue to live.

It is said that time is the last medicine for injury, and no matter any pain, it will dissipate in the long river of time. This is really true! Bai Xiaosheng's initial pain cannot be described, but slowly, his pain turned into sweetness. Looking at the tombstone and thinking about the lives of the two of them in the past, he always showed a sweet smile. Only when he dreamed back at midnight would he be awakened by a nightmare and felt sad and sad.

For about a year, Bai Xiaosheng was just drinking, talking to himself, or drawing out books and reading them to Mu Wanqing. He did not practice martial arts, and he even stopped touching the peerless.

Only in this way can he make himself feel better.

A year later, Bai Xiaosheng practiced the fourth volume of the Nine Yang Divine Arts. This is very strange, isn’t it? But this is the fact. He has no intention of practicing martial arts, but everything about the Nine Yang Divine Arts has been thoroughly studied by him. With the spontaneous operation of the internal strength, the magical power will be achieved. This is the same as when he practiced the third volume.

After practicing the four volumes of Nine Yang Gong, Bai Xiaosheng's internal strength is no longer weak in the past. Even because of the Nine Yang Gong, it is more beneficial than before. The only thing that needs to be afraid of is probably that you cannot use too much force, otherwise you will lose your skills and die. Unless he can truly achieve the Nine Yang Gong Mahayana, just like Zhang Wuji did in the Qiankun Bag. However, that level is not so easy to achieve.

Bai Xiaosheng had no urgent thoughts. He just accompanied Mu Wanqing, and he didn't think much about the achievements of martial arts. Even if he made a breakthrough, what could he do?

"Wan'er, I went to the market today and heard some bad news. Your father died and my mother died, and it is said that she died in the Wang family. This is the result of Tianlong, and it happened here. But why do you die? You shouldn't die, it's all me who hurt you. Wan'er, I'm really sad, very uncomfortable, I really want to go with you..."

Sitting in front of Mu Wanqing's grave, he was talking nonsense. The news he heard today aroused his sadness again, making him extremely uncomfortable. He could only speak while drinking to relieve his sorrow.

As in the original work, Duan Zhengchun and others died, and his lover also died with him. It was in the Wang family, Murong Fu and Duan Yanqing. No one knows what the outcome of the two ended, but Duan Yu became the king of Dali and Duan Zhengming abdicated.

Originally, as a sworn brother, Bai Xiaosheng should go, but he didn't want to go, nor did he dare to go. He was afraid of seeing people and things he had once known, and he was afraid of arousing his own pain.

These days, he has drunk every day, drunk himself every day, and sat in front of Mu Wanqing's tombstone every day, and said in a lingering manner. Perhaps, he himself didn't know what he said.

About a month later, the two people visited here, Xiao Feng and Xu Zhu. Duan Yu had just died of his parents, and he was also sad and accepted the position of Dali. He had no time to come. Xiao Feng and Xu Zhu saw that Bai Xiaosheng had never gone to Dali and were worried, so they took a special trip. When they saw Bai Xiaosheng like mud, they could only sigh in their hearts.

The two persuaded Bai Xiaosheng for a long time, and then pulled Bai Xiaosheng to compete, trying to make him forget the sorrow in his heart. This was effective. At least during their time, the three of them talked about martial arts, medical skills, knowledge, and affairs in the world. They were very happy and lively. During this period, Bai Xiaosheng also regained his martial arts and fought with them. However, he did not use martial arts for more than a year, and Bai Xiaosheng seemed to have forgotten how to use the sword.

At the beginning, he was completely blindly crafting his sword, and his energy could not be united at all. The sword technique he used was just a child's trick. Slowly, under the training of the two, Bai Xiaosheng once again sacrificed his intentions. However, this time, there was a sense of sadness in his sword, which could affect other people's sadness. When his sword moved, not only him, but also the two were shrouded in this sadness. When he made a move, he was completely disturbed by Bai Xiaosheng.

He still remembered that the first time he used this sword technique, Xu Zhu was defeated and Xiao Feng was also defeated, which shocked the three of them.

Later, the three of them discussed it and understood the principle of Bai Xiaosheng's sword technique. It was nothing more than the sadness of his own reached the sword, and the sword affected the space around him, so he felt this way.

Intention, this is also a kind of intention, which contains one's own emotions, just like a person will exert greater strength when he is angry. Under this kind of sadness, Bai Xiaosheng's sword technique will be very beneficial and unstoppable.

More than two months later, the two left. Bai Xiaosheng stood beside Mu Wanqing's tombstone with a sword and said softly: "Wan'er, you said you want to see the peak martial arts. I have mastered a new set of swordsmanship, which is just for you to see."

The sword started, and it was the same move that flowed clouds and water. Unlike before, the clouds and water here were full of sorrow, and they were shattered and chaotic. The spirit was heart-wrenching, the wind and fire were boundless, and the sword blade was cold and empty. He used the other four styles of Wu Er Sword Technique one by one, but they all had a considerable sword technique from before, and the sword technique became more mature, and the sadness contained in it was also unconsciously affected.

After these five sword techniques were finished, Bai Xiaosheng made another sword. This was a very simple sword, which seemed to be just a stab, but it was like a chop, or a click. In short, it was hard to explain clearly. This simple sword gave people endless changes, making it impossible to judge how he made a sword and how to attack.

This move is called grief inexplicably, and it condenses all his sorrow!

With the sword in hand, Bai Xiaosheng gently stroked the tombstone, and the mighty wind blew his long hair, with white silk mixed in black and white, and it was like him like nostalgia, sadness, liberation, etc., with complex contradictions.

After a long time, Bai Xiaosheng said softly: "Wan'er, I'm going to explore martial arts. Don't worry, I will definitely succeed. If there are really gods and immortals, I believe you will definitely be reincarnated. We can continue our previous relationship."
Chapter completed!