The Legend of Shenju Jianghu

On the bloody night in Mobei, Ling Yunxiao lost everything, only a psychic white horse walking in the snow to accompany him, and an ancestral curved moon scimitar in his hand. After five years of sharpening, the lost Thirteen Styles of the Snow Sword reappeared in his hands. Traveling south to the south of the Yangtze River, he met Su Ningshuang, a fierce girl who wielded the Shuiyue Scimitar, and even found out the secret of the origin of the three-line scimitar three hundred years ago. The wind was blowing in the rivers and lakes, and enemies were waiting around him. When the court ordered him to put away his sword, he got on his horse and pointed his sword at the sky: "My sword only kills the unjust, only protects the ones I love, and only keeps my heart."