In his previous life, he had become the sharpest sword and brought an era to an end.
What about this life, then?
Bai Feiyu sank into confusion. He suddenly felt afraid of his own Dao. It was clearly the Dao he had chosen himself, yet in the end, it was still entangled with his previous life.
Could this be the hand behind the scenes continuing to push everything in my life along?
"Third Junior Brother, how the hell were you holding him? The dog got away!!"
Ouyang's yelling rang out beside Bai Feiyu's ear.
Then came a flurry of chickens flying and dogs leaping as Ouyang and Chen Changsheng raced around the Sword-Questioning Pool after the Dachshund.
A Dao Treasure, the Dachshund truly could not stand Ouyang's idea of examining him like this. Finally seizing an opening, he broke free of Chen Changsheng's restraint, kicked Ouyang hard, and took to his heels.
Ouyang chased after him with Chen Changsheng, yelling all the way.
Leng Qingsong, who was contemplating the Wooden Hairpin and the Immortal's Calligraphy, opened his eyes slightly. Sword intent flowed around him, and countless streams of sword qi shot toward the fleeing Dachshund.
The sword qi's range also encompassed Ouyang and Chen Changsheng.
Sand flew and stones hurtled through the air, mingled with Ouyang's furious curses at Leng Qingsong, making the scene even more chaotic!
Bai Feiyu smiled and kicked the confusion out of his heart. In this life, I am no longer Sword Immortal Li Taibai, who cultivated the supreme Sword Dao. In this life, I have more than I did in the last.
When he first saw Ouyang, he had taken him for that blue-green-robed figure from his previous life.
Though their appearances differed, their bearing, expressions, and even the way they spoke were so alike.