The end of the year is approaching.

People who are about to celebrate the Chinese New Year like to kill chickens and sheep, but no one wants to kill people during this period.

It’s the Chinese New Year, and everyone wants to live a more stable life.

Even those rippling blood on the head of the knife always want to live some peaceful days during the Chinese New Year.

Especially if they have family members.

Many people in the martial arts world did not think about starting a family and starting a career when they first arrived in a mighty city like Changling.

But after many years, when they are still alive, they will inevitably have family members.

Because the longer you stay in the stormy waves, the more you feel tired, and the more you hope someone can be with you when you are powerless.

Even that person can't do anything.

But companionship will make them feel at ease and feel that everything they have done in the past is worth it.

Many people dislike stability when they were young. They hate the unchanging and stable life of their parents, and they even despise that stability.

Many people had a bad time with their homes, and then they fled from the village where they were born without looking back one day.

However, many years later, what is ridiculous is that they often find that they have been exploring for a long time and fighting for a long time, but what they want in the end is that kind of stability.

It’s a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world.

Flowers are not red for a hundred days, and people are no longer young.

Many years later, the villages when we left may not be there, let alone people and things that we have missed.

The more I feel that I am stupid and absurd, the more I wake up, the more I need someone who can bring spiritual comfort to myself.

A thousand golds can't buy the peace in your heart.

Ye Xiao changed several carriages, and he was sure that no one in Changling City could know his whereabouts today, so he finally entered a small courtyard.

There was a very bookish woman waiting for him in this small courtyard.

She smiled as soon as she saw him.

The smile that only comes from the heart can bloom.

The kind of smile that only blooms when I miss someone and finally see someone.

This smile is enough to melt all the chills and make the cold winter warm like spring.

She is an ordinary woman.

She is not very beautiful, but she is well-educated and kind.

There are many women around Ye Xiao, and there are even several women who have been through life and death with him, even inseparable from each other.

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Many people think that if he is moved, he must fall in love with one of those people.

However, only those who have truly reached the position of Ye Xiao will understand that if a person travels through a bloody world for too long, he will get tired of the world itself.

He and everything around him are not safe enough.

He looked at the woman with a warm smile that made him feel at ease, and what he thought was that if he died one day, then this woman should be able to live well.

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Zhao is colder than Qin.

When Changling was frost, it was already snowing heavily in Zhao.

The roads are covered with snow and vehicles are difficult to move. As the end of the year, no one is willing to go far.

Outside a small town, the snow on the road was deep enough to the knees. Apart from occasionally seeing some dog paw prints, there have been no signs of cars and no signs of pedestrians for a long time.

In a plain white world, a traveler came from the Tao in the distance.

The man was wearing a thick robe and holding a wooden stick.

At the top of the wooden stick, there is a gourd tied.

The thick robe was sewn very roughly, and the gourd was tied to the wooden stick, and the strong aroma of wine continued to exude the mouth of the gourd.

This is a spirit.

It gives people the feeling that this person must be a magnanimous and generous person.

However, when we approached, people in the town found that the man looked gentle and elegant, like a private school teacher.

This man was very polite. He didn't talk to the people in the town who were curious about him, but he smiled and nodded as a courtesy.

He didn't ask for directions, but just listened quietly to the sound coming from the wind.

He walked into the town and into an inconspicuous iron shop.

The iron shop is as warm as spring.

Someone else is striking irons.

The sound of the wind and the howling fire gradually ignited the man's pupils.

"Zhao Jianlu?"

He looked at the back of the man who was smacking the iron and asked.

At this time in the cold winter, the man was naked and sweating all over.

The sweat was evaporated by the shocking heat and turned into white mist outside his body.

"What's the matter?"

The sound of iron striking continued, with a wonderful rhythm. The sound of the iron striking man came, the voice of the young man, accompanied by heavy breathing.

"I'm from Handan."

The foreigner holding a wooden stick took a few steps forward, and he continued, "I want to see Zhao Jianlu's sword."

The iron-slayer continued to make a sound while continuing to speak, "The sword here is not for people to see."

The foreigner holding a wooden stick smiled, "It's not for people to show it, what's going on?"

The iron smack said, "It is used to kill people, or be killed."

The foreigner holding a wooden stick frowned slightly, "So fierce? I am in Handan, and all the places where I practice with swords are protected by swords."

"The teacher said that everyone is going to use a sword, so it is naturally to kill people. If you want to avoid being killed, you have to kill the other party. The sword is a weapon. If you are born to kill people, why should you be so hypocritical?" said the iron man.

"teacher?"

The foreigner holding the wooden stick took a few more steps. He wanted to see the face of the iron slayer, but it happened that the iron slayer picked up a red sword body and immersed in the bucket beside him. With a sneer, white steam swayed, and the entire iron stomp shop was filled with heat, and he couldn't see the face of the iron slayer.

The foreigner was also very patient, so he just continued to ask calmly: "Are you taught your swords by your teacher?"

"What do you want to do if you ask something?"

With a rush.

This iron smack was not afraid of being sick due to extreme heat and coldness. He actually picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on his head.

His whole body was hot, and the bucket of cold water rushed on him, and the white vapor gushed out of his body was also suppressed.

The foreigner finally saw the face of the iron smack.

This is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His skin shines with oil, and every inch of line is filled with a sense of power like a thousand tempers.

The foreigner was full of praise.

He intuition that the young swordsman who made a blacksmith was not just shooting the sword body, but also polishing himself and his own sword intent.

"I came here this time, but I actually knew that there have been many amazing practitioners here. I was ordered by the emperor and came here to invite you to move into Handan." The foreigner looked at the young swordsman and said, "I am Zhao Xiangsui."

"We're here all the time, why should we move?"

What the foreigner didn't expect was that the young swordsman shook his head in an instant and said, "We moved, what should we do here?"

"this…."
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