Chapter 228: Pain, Such Pain!
The spring breeze of February was like scissors.
A gentle breeze brushed their faces.
Beside them, a tall swordsman in black robes stood with his sword, blocking the party of a dozen or so people ahead.
He held a three-foot blade of blue steel. Its black scabbard was old but still perfectly preserved. The apricot-yellow sword tassel had faded, yet the elegantly antique guard still gleamed.
This was neither a weapon forged by a master nor an ancient sword. It was a famed sword without equal beneath heaven.
For one reason alone!
Its owner was the Third Young Master of Divine Sword Mountain Villa, beside Green Water Lake at Cuiyun Peak-
The Sword God, Xie Xiaofeng!
Sword Qi swept across thirty thousand miles; a single blade's cold light shone over nineteen provinces!
The Sword God, who had vanished from the Jianghu ten years ago, had emerged once more. Though he released no aura whatsoever, everyone present felt a bone-piercing chill.
Sword intent!
Boom!
The instant Murong Qiudi saw Xie Xiaofeng, a powerful aura erupted from her previously calm, indifferent figure. Deep resentment and murderous intent filled her eyes.
Ximen Chuixue, A Fei, and the others instinctively tightened their grips on their swords, a trace of gravity entering their eyes as they watched the distant figure.
Yu Huatian turned to glance at the agitated Murong Qiudi, becoming even more certain of Xie Xiaofeng's identity.
But he said nothing, merely watching Xie Xiaofeng calmly to see what he intended to do.
"Qiudi..." Xie Xiaofeng's gaze settled on Murong Qiudi, his expression somewhat complicated.
Back then, he and Murong Qiudi had become engaged. But on their wedding day, he had abandoned her and left alone, making the Murong Family the laughingstock of the Jianghu.
And Murong Qiudi's pregnancy