Yu Qiushui reacted to Luo Yunqing's reminder and turned around suddenly.

But it was too late, the dagger was buried in his chest, and red blood spurted out like spring water, dyeing the plain green clothes red.

Chang Feng did not pierce Yu Qiushui's chest with the dagger, but pierced his own chest. His body was like the red python just now, and he slowly fell to the ground amidst everyone's surprise.

"Why?" Yu Qiushui squatted down. He didn't understand why Chang Feng wanted to commit suicide. He clearly said that he didn't want his life.

"Chixiao is my hard work and has grown up with me since I was a child. It is already twenty years old. It is dead and my life has no meaning anymore." Chang Feng smiled weakly and looked at Yu Qiushui.

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"Death is my own choice. I don't blame you, but I have one thing to ask of you."

"Say." Yu Qiushui bit her lip. As for the so-called Chi Xiao, it should be the name of the red python.

"There is also a snake egg in that basket. It is Chi Xiao's child. They are born with spirituality. After being fed with blood essence, they will become smarter. It can accompany you and help you. I hope you can help me.

Take care of its child, okay?" Chang Feng's eyes were full of reluctance. He was about to die, so he hoped to find a good home for the red python's child.

"Okay, I promise you." Yu Qiushui nodded solemnly. He killed the red python. Due to emotions and reasons, he should take care of its children.

"Thank you." After explaining the funeral affairs, Chang Feng felt more at ease, and his amber eyes rolled weakly.

"I have one last question to ask you, Wen Zhaochen, he's not dead, right?" His voice was so weak that only the two of them could hear it clearly.

Yu Qiushui bit her lower lip and nodded gently again.

Snake Sword Fairy finally passed away at the age of twenty-six.

Yu Qiushui stood up from the ground holding Chang Feng's body. He wanted to take care of Chang Feng.

For some reason, Chang Feng and Wen Zhaochen reminded him of himself and that person many years ago.

In the bamboo basket, a scarlet egg was glowing faintly.

The third one on the Sword Immortal List, Snake Sword Immortal, Chang Feng, died.

There are only two people left on this list of sword immortals.

Ranked second on the Sword Immortal List is Xiao Chengfeng.

Ranked first on the Sword Immortal List, Xiao Ruyi.

Yu Qiushui looked at the two names on the Sword Immortal List thoughtfully.

"Xiao Chengfeng and Xiao Ruyi are two brothers. Xiao Ruyi is the elder brother and Xiao Chengfeng is the younger brother. They have practiced swordplay together since childhood, but the elder brother is obviously more powerful than the younger brother." Luo Yunqing looked at the sword.

The people around the immortal list said.

"So, some people say that part of the reason why Xiao Chengfeng is able to secure the second place in the Sword Immortal Ranking is because of his brother." He suddenly lowered his voice, as if he was telling an unknown secret.

"Hmm. By the way, how are you doing with Wen Zhaochen's sword?" Yu Qiushui abruptly interrupted Luo Yunqing who was gossiping. It was obvious that he was not interested in the gossip of the two brothers.

Luo Yunqing's face suddenly turned red when he mentioned sword refining. He had been following Yu Qiu Shui for almost a month. During this period, although he had refining a few swords, they all broke when touched, let alone those forged with the Luo Shen craftsman.

The Hao Que sword met head-on.

"Don't worry, a good sword always needs years of polishing! And I'm still young!" Luo Yunqing stuck out his tongue playfully.

"You are still young. When you grow up, I will be old." Yu Qiushui took the gourd from the hand of the bartender at the open-air wine shop and took a sip.

He is twenty-nine years old this year and will turn thirty in a few years.

You can indeed do a lot of things at the age of thirty, like Luo Xiaofeng and Xiao Ruyi, they were both in their early thirties when they became famous.

But this is always an era where talents emerge in large numbers, and he will eventually be replaced.

"Uncle, have you ever thought that maybe one day, people's lifespan can become very long, hundreds, thousands or even ten thousand years?" Luo Yunqing put away the sword that was cut off by the Hao Que Sword in his hand.

He made it with Wen Zhaochen's sword.

"Thousands of years, ten thousand years, hum, I don't dare to think about it." Yu Qiushui shook his head.

"Huh? Did you just call me uncle?" Yu Qiushui suddenly remembered something again.

"You are so much older than me, isn't it normal to call you uncle?"

"No matter how much older you are, you can't call me uncle, you have to call me brother." Yu Qiushui snorted coldly.

"Okay, uncle

, do you know the ancient times? In that legendary era of gods, there were four great beasts and gods." Luo Yunqing didn't listen to Yu Qiushui's words at all, and his face was filled with longing. He had seen many such things in books

Legend has it that gods can turn rivers upside down and become immortal.

"That's just a legend." Yu Qiushui was silent for a moment.

"But legends have to be told by someone. Just like the spiritual snake of Snake Sword Immortal Chang Feng. Have you ever seen such a big snake? It can be so psychic after living for twenty years? So, in this world,

There are demons." Luo Yunqing said as he escaped from the scarlet snake egg, pricked his fingertip with a knife, and dripped two drops of blood on it.

A scarlet light flashed on the vermilion snake egg and soon swallowed his blood.

"Do you really believe in gods? After feeding that snake egg and drinking your blood every day, this spiritual snake came out so malnourished." Yu Qiushui rolled his eyes at Luo Yunqing, who had often looked at him in the past two days.

When Luo Yunqing was feeding snake eggs with essence and blood, despite Chang Feng's instructions before his death, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Believe it! I believe my father is a god." Luo Yunqing laughed, but this smile was extremely heavy, so heavy that it was a bit sad.

"By the way, you haven't mentioned what kind of swordsmen your parents are." Yu Qiushui covered the wine bottle and shook it gently, as if weighing the contents.

"In my eyes, they are of course the most powerful swordsmen in the world, but will even the most powerful swordsman die?" Luo Yunqing still smiled heartlessly, making it difficult to see the sadness in his heart.

"Yes, no matter how powerful a swordsman is, he will still die." This sentence touched Yu Qiushui's heart for some reason, and they both thought of different people at the same time.

"Let's go, Xiao Chengfeng is waiting for us at Fulu Inn in Wandu City." Yu Qiushui suddenly spoke, and someone whispered Xiao Chengfeng's whereabouts in his ear.

He put away the secret in his heart and threw the wine bottle in his hand into Luo Yunqing's arms.

"Uncle, can I have a sip of wine?"

You are still young, how can you drink something like wine? Yu Qiushui wanted to say this, but just as he was about to speak, he saw the expectant look on Luo Yunqing's face, and immediately curled his lips helplessly.

"Drink, drink, it's best to drink you to death, but you have to drink less, it's expensive."

Luo Yunqing happily opened the wine bottle and took a sip imitating Yu Qiushui.

"Hey, the taste of this wine seems to have faded."

"..."

"When did you secretly drink my wine?"

"Only when we first met." Luo Yunqing blinked innocently.

Yu Qiushui suddenly remembered the confusion in her heart before.

"I just asked why the wine in my gourd always runs low so fast. It turns out that you are secretly drinking it!"

"Uncle, don't be angry. I will pay you back the wine money later."

"You still call me uncle!"

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Fulu Inn can be said to be the largest inn in Wandu City. It is three stories high, and each floor can accommodate a hundred people. Every afternoon, the first floor to the third floor are always full of people.

Because there is a ring outside Fulu Inn, facing the door of the inn, you can see it clearly as long as you sit in the inn.

So what attracts them is the fighting on the stage.

The top ten sword immortals are distributed all over the country, and Wandu City accounts for two of them. There are even rumors that the competition between Yu Qiushui and Xiao Chengfeng will be held here. Therefore, the Fulu Inn is always full these days.

People want to miss this exciting competition.

This afternoon, two travelers came to Fulu Inn.

They were dressed in coarse clothes, one big and one small, like an ordinary father and son.

Although they didn't seem to be serious, everyone knew their identities. When they entered, the inn suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the lobby on the first floor. There was silence in the lobby.

You can hear the sound of a pin falling to the ground clearly.

It was a square table, full of exquisite food, but only one person was sitting there, enjoying it alone.

The child who came in couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and touched his empty belly.

"Shameful." Yu Qiushui slapped Luo Yunqing on the neck angrily.

"But the chicken looks delicious, and the duck! It seems to be waving to me."

Luo Yunqing couldn't help but licked his fingers again. In his dream, he was already sitting there eating.

"It's an honor for you two to have lunch with me." Sitting on the square table is a man in white with a graceful demeanor. He has delicate and handsome features and looks very young, but everyone knows that Xiao Ruyi is thirty-seven years old.

, and his younger brother is only three years younger than him.

He doesn't look like a swordsman at all, and a jade pendant around his waist makes him look like a gentle and elegant young man.

Xiao Chengfeng stood up, smiled and bowed to the two of them as a polite invitation.

"Really!" Luo Yunqing was overjoyed and did not shirk. He left Yu Qiu Shui and jumped on the chair. He stared at the duck he had coveted for a long time and started to chew it. He randomly found an empty space on the table for Yu Qiu Shui's wine gourd.
To be continued...