Great Creator

Chapter 271: Summer and Autumn (12)

If you really want to say, even Mishui, an unreliable person, is more like a god than her, because Mishui is very unhuman in many ways.

And Xia, she is such a gentle person.

Suspicion gradually faded from Song Hong's eyes. His gaze became firm again.

"I do not believe."

He looked at the shivering old man squatting on the ground, and said in a confident tone: "What you said is just your guess, not the truth. If I doubt my master because of a little suspicion from others, then How can I be her apprentice?"

"Xia—she is not a god, nor is she Zhou Xia. She is my master and my only relative in this world. As long as she is still alive, I will definitely find her!"

Another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by rolling thunder, as if it was really warning something.

"Young Master Song, don't take any more risks," the old man looked at the lightning in the sky, held his head, and said fearfully, "I'm afraid, you will offend the gods..."

Hearing this, Song Hong just sneered, then he drew his sword sharply and pointed the tip of the sword at the sky.

The Xiantian momentum goes up along the tip of the sword, piercing into the rain curtain, causing the rain to scatter to both sides.

With an indomitable momentum, Song Hong's words resounded loudly in the rain:

"Whether it's a god or a demon, if something offends me, I'm not afraid of it. As long as I can find Xia, I'm willing to bear anything, and I will not hesitate to give anything!"

His voice, in the background of the sound of rain, rang out far, far away with the surge of internal force.

The old man looked at him in horror, then lowered his head and shook his head.

This person cannot be persuaded at all.

Unfortunately, this is destined to be a fruitless pursuit.

Song Hong strode away with his head held high.

He thought, if he couldn't find Xia, he would go to the rivers and lakes, make a name for himself, let her hear about him, even if she didn't come out to see him, at least let her know of his existence.

A year later, Song Hong challenged all the sects and gangs with two swords alone, and earned a great reputation. In the end, he was recognized by the whole world as the sword saint, and got the title of sword master.

Then, time passed and circumstances changed, and another sixteen years passed.

Sixteen years can completely change a person.

Every clue is fruitless, every expectation will be frustrated. The long-term hopeless pursuit made him depressed.

I don't know when he started to hang around in restaurants and casinos, and gradually indulged himself.

He didn't completely abandon martial arts, but his whole spirit seemed to have been taken out of his bones.

Until two years ago...

He saw a little girl in a lonely garden.

It was a place where the nobles and rich people of Chang Kingdom kindly arranged to adopt orphans.

He passed by there because of some things, but a girl in his teens attracted all his attention.

It wasn't until he got close to that girl that he realized...it really looks like her.

The girl's immature face, like a younger Xia, brought back his memories.

However, the more he looked at it, the more he understood that it wasn't Xia.

She is just a weak child, without Xia's majesty, Xia's momentum, and Xia's pride.

It's like a poor imitation.

At that time, he felt an urge to destroy it for no reason. It seems that he doesn't want to see imperfect and defective products to destroy the good memories in his heart.

But after all, he still had reason and restrained his impulse.

Afterwards, he gave the director some money and took the little girl away.

He named her Qiu, and taught her martial arts carefully.

That child's talent in learning martial arts is surprisingly good, and he is also very obedient and sensible.

It's a pity that his character is too weak, maybe because of the orphan, he is always timid.

He taught her many times, but in the end he had to give up trying to change her temperament.

Everyone's temperament is different, and he gradually understood this.

Later, because he had a child with him, he restrained his actions a little.

Although I still go to drink and gamble, but only when the addiction is too strong and I really can't bear it.

Most of the time, he would still earn more money, so that the two of them could have food, clothes, and an inn.

And when he couldn't hold on, the kid would care about him.

Once, he was seriously injured, and he didn't pay attention to the rain, and fell ill in a mountain village with a fever.

It was Xiaoqiu who ran to find a doctor for him, bought food and clothing from the villagers for him, and took care of him day and night.

As soon as he recovered from his illness, Xiao Qiu collapsed. If the doctor hadn't left and prescribed medicine for her to drink in time, I'm afraid this frail child would have passed away.

Song Hong understands that this is a good boy.

However, sometimes he can't restrain the disgust that arises in his heart.

Especially when he was drunk, mistook Xiaoqiu for Xia, and was startled by her different behavior from Xia.

In fact, he loathed himself more than he hated Xiaoqiu. Song Hong deeply felt disgusted by himself for doing all these things.

Especially when others, such as Fatty Tu, make this point clear.

He can't restrain his anger even more.

...

"It's really awesome."

Huang Si inspected all the log records related to Xiaomi Shui and Zhou Xia, and couldn't help sighing.

This brat, fortunately, he thought her heart was hurt before, so he comforted her for a long time. As soon as I didn't look at it, it caused trouble again.

Twenty-four years ago, Mi Shui went to play in the human world because she was bored in the heaven.

She used the sixth-generation prosthetic body, saying that she wanted to simulate the living conditions of the human race as much as possible and experience the feeling of being a human.

However, at this time, the human society has entered a state of martial arts society similar to the world of low martial arts.

The hero comes from the purpose of the Linmeng League back then, and has been carried forward after the founding of Changguo. Wu, comes from the inheritance of several great masters of martial arts.

The human society has entered this stage, and naturally there are boundaries to guide it.

At present, because there are not many inheritances, the mature martial arts sect in the novel has not yet fully formed, but various gangs and factions are also standing in the rivers and lakes.

The technology of the sixth-generation prosthetic body is currently mature, and its combat effectiveness is actually not weak. Among the human race, Mi Shui's skill can be regarded as one of the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

It's just that she has great strength, fast speed, extremely high accuracy, and keen senses, but she has no internal energy, no moves, and no teacher or background.

And a beautiful woman who has no martial arts in the eyes of outsiders, in the Jianghu, is the so-called crime of carrying a jade.

Mi Shui, as an artificial intelligence, not only has a rather naughty personality, but more importantly, her way of thinking is very different from that of the human race. This point is unavoidable even for highly social artificial intelligences like Shifang, Nanyang, and Zhongyin. Shi Fang is already a person with a good personality, but when he speaks, he still occasionally pisses off the human race to death.

So, this creates a huge cognitive gap between her, and everyone else.

However, Shushui's combat effectiveness is not weak.

For self-defense, she brought a lot of modern weapons, not only many high-tech products for automatic defense and counterattack, but even two guns. As she said to Finale before, there are control-type weapons that don’t hurt people, and weapons of mass destruction that can destroy a battalion at a time, such as miniaturized high-energy particle cannons, and can let her experience eating chicken happy, guns.

If a brat has a gun, he can figure out what the consequences will be with his toes.