The last rays of light under the setting sun were torn away by the merciless night, and the long night came......

"Old man, now that you are my master, when are you going to teach me kung fu!" Feiyu sat lazily beside Wuji Daozun. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why are you so positive? This is not your style? Stinky boy!" Wuji Daozun glanced at Feiyu with contempt.

"Hehe, hey, at this time, at that time! You see that I am your apprentice now, if you go out and are beaten by others, and you can't fight back, how embarrassing you are!" Fei Yu said while rubbing his hands and smirking.

"Don't worry about this, my old man will still lose this face!" Wuji Daozun said to Feiyu indifferently.

"You are an old immortal, I didn't expect to be more shameless than me, okay! count you ruthless!" Feiyu was immediately unhappy when he heard Wuji Daozun say this, jumped up and patted his ass and ran away.

Watching Feiyu run away angrily, Wuji Daozun shook his head with a smile: "It's still a child after all!" ......

On the other side, Bing Yi was pestering the ruthless guest Gao Dong and asking Gao Dong to tell him a story, which made it difficult for this infatuated man.

"Brother Dong, tell me about your glorious history!"

"The people on the rivers and lakes say that you are a murderer who does not blink an eye, but I don't think you look like it!"

"Who taught you kung fu?

"Can you teach me two hands?"

Bing Yi is like a curious baby, blinking a pair of big eyes and constantly asking this and that.

"Eh, uh, uh, you asked so many questions in one breath, how do you ask me to answer!" Gao Dong said helplessly with his hands spread.

"Okay, then tell me who you learned your kung fu from, right?" Bing Yi stared at Gao Dong excitedly, eager to know where he learned this amazing martial arts.

"This question starts when I was a child, I am an orphan......" Gao Dong looked at the raging flames in front of him, and told his origin eloquently, at this time Feiyu also sat around, quietly listening to Gao Dong's story.

It turned out that Gao Dong was abandoned by his parents since he was a child, but fortunately he was picked up by a kind old beggar, the old beggar looked at Xiao Gaodong, and couldn't bear to let such a life disappear like this, so he decided to adopt Xiao Gaodong, and the name Gao Dong was also given by the old beggar, so Gao Dong began his beggar career.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the old beggar and Xiao Gaodong have spent seven years dependent on each other.

In the past seven years, Xiao Gaodong, who is still a child, has seen the warmth and coldness of the world, has been beaten by other beggars, bullied by local ruffians, and ridiculed by those children who have parents......

All of this just made Xiao Gaodong learn to be strong earlier, learn silence and patience, and at the same time lose the childhood that children of the same age should have.

Perhaps the unfairness of God is to push you into the bottomless abyss when you are desperate for life.

In the winter when Xiao Gaodong was eight years old, the old beggar who was in his last years did not survive the Spring Festival that year.

When Xiao Gaodong carried the hot steamed buns that he had finally begged from other people's houses, and rushed back to a broken temple where he and the old beggar were hiding in the heavy snow, the old beggar he saw was already dying.

"Daddy, what do you see I've brought back for you?" Woo woo...... Xiao Gaodong could barely cry.

"Silly boy, keep it for yourself! Daddy is afraid that he won't be able to take care of you anymore, cough cough ......"

"In the future, you have to learn to take care of yourself, remember what Daddy said to you: Even if you are a beggar, you must be a good beggar, cough cough ......" The old beggar held Xiao Gaodong's hand, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became extremely clear, as if he saw his own person, there was no fear, only the pleasure of seeing through life and death.

Xiao Gaodong listened carefully to the old beggar's almost nagging words, kept supporting him, nodding his head to meet until the old beggar's voice gradually fell silent.

Xiao Gaodong knew that his only relative in this world was gone, so Xiao Gaodong cried loudly, in this snow-covered world, no one knew his sadness, he could only bear it silently, which was extremely desolate.

I don't know how many times later, Xiao Gaodong hugged the old beggar's corpse and cried and fainted, the snow was falling outside, the cold wind was howling, and the biting cold made Xiao Gaodong unconsciously snuggle up to the old beggar's body, but the old beggar died because of his body, his body gradually became cold, and the cold of his body and soul crossed to stimulate Xiao Gaodong.

"Who are you?" In a daze, Xiao Gaodong felt that his whole body was full of warmth, and when he opened his eyes, he found that a bonfire had been lit in front of him at some point, and he was still lying on his father's body.

On the opposite side of the bonfire sat an old man with a white beard, with a crane-haired and childish face, looking radiant against the red fireworks.

"Hehe, little one, I'm just a passerby, but how can you sleep with a corpse?" the old man looked at the old beggar's corpse with some confusion.

"Daddy, I ......" Thinking of the old beggar, Xiao Gaodong unconsciously became sad, sobbing and telling the old man about himself and the old beggar.

"Hey, let's mourn the little guy by the way!" the old man sighed after listening to Xiao Gaodong's story.

The night seemed to be very long, and Xiao Gaodong and the old man sat opposite each other, silent, only the crackling sound of the bonfire burning branches, forming a strange atmosphere between the two.

The next day, as the wind and snow gradually stopped, the dawn sun pierced the darkness and descended on the earth. Xiao Gaodong and the old man sat opposite each other until dawn, and neither of them rested.

"Little guy, would you like to come with me?" the old man asked as he looked at Xiao Gaodong, whose eyes were red.

"I want to bury my dad first!" Xiao Gaodong was silent for a long time, and seemed to have made up a lot of determination.

"You will follow me in the future, are you willing?" looked at Xiao Gaodong, who was kneeling in front of the old beggar's grave, and the old man said slowly.

Xiao Gaodong kowtowed three times to the old beggar's grave, then stood up and raised his little face: "I want to be a good person!"

Looking at Xiao Gaodong's immature face, the old man touched Xiao Gaodong and said: "Little guy, if you want to be a good person, first you have to become a strong person, only a strong person can make good people respect and bad people afraid, do you understand?"

Xiao Gaodong was a little confused, and he didn't know what the relationship between the strong and the good people that the old man said, but he still nodded in confusion.

"Hehe, it's okay, you'll understand later. The old man saw the confusion in Xiao Gaodong's eyes, after all, he was still a child!

"Grandpa, I want to be a strong man! Can you teach me?" Xiao Gaodong was very well-behaved and brought the old man closer to himself.

"Haha, okay! You actually call me grandpa, but I didn't expect that the old man and I would be lonely all my life, and I would have a grandson when I was old!" The old man laughed heartily, as if he had experienced the happiness that he had never experienced.

"What's your name, little guy?" the old man took Xiao Gaodong's hand, stepped on the snow, and greeted the rising sun.

"Gao Dong!"

"Good name. ”

"And what's Grandpa's last name?"

"I, my surname is Yan, my name has long been forgotten, I believe that few people in this river and lake remember me......!"

Xiao Gaodong was taken by the old man to a deep mountain and old forest, there was no one around, there were only two people in the forest, Xiao Gaodong and the old man, and there were tigers and beasts that belonged to the forest.

In this way, twenty years have passed, and Xiao Gaodong has grown into a man who stands up to the sky, and in these twenty years, the old man has taught Gao Dong what he has learned all his life. opened a field for Gao Dong that he had never touched, maybe God has eyes, although Gao Dong has a miserable background, but he is talented.

In the past 20 years, no matter what the old man taught, Gao Dong could quickly learn and integrate it for his own use. Even the old man praised him as an unborn martial arts genius, and his talent was rare in his life.

After living together for so many years, Gao Dong gradually learned some information about the old man surnamed Yan. When the old man was young, he was also a ruthless person in the martial arts, both good and evil, and was not welcomed by most people in the martial arts, and he has always been alone.

But who knew that such a person actually fell in love with the first heroine of Wulin Baidao, and after the two walked together, they were ready to retire to the rivers and lakes, escape the world, and no longer have anything to do with the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that the sky is not popular, although you have left the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes still have your enemies. Not long after the two went into hiding, a long-woven conspiracy between black and white landed on the heads of the two.

On that day, the old man happened to go out, and as soon as he walked to the door of the house, he smelled a wisp of blood, and when he opened the door, he saw his pregnant wife being hanged on the beams of the house, her belly was cut, and the unborn baby was hung in the air like that, with one corpse and two lives, and the state was terrible.

The old man's muscles were bursting up, his face was hideous, and his blood-red eyes were spewing devouring fireworks.

"Who!"

"Who is it?"

"Ah......h

The old man knelt on the ground in pain, and suddenly his right hand was quickly inserted into the ground, and the dust was filled, and the old man pulled out a knife from the ground.

The cold light comes to the body, like the cold moon shining on people.

"Chopping the moon, I didn't expect us to be able to fight side by side!" the old man stroked the cold blade and laughed deeply.

Walking out of the house with a knife, there are all kinds of characters in and out, known or not, enemies or passers-by, white or **, gathering all the elites in the rivers and lakes.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it to be so lively today, it turns out that my popularity is so good!" The old man lowered his head, and his strange voice sounded creepy as if he had crawled out of the depths of hell.

Quiet, deathly quiet, no one answered, and the whole world was staring directly at the person in the middle, the purpose of their trip.

"No one speaks, so let's get started!" the old man scanned everyone like a grim reaper, and the killing began.

Gao Dong listened to the old man recall, that battle was the coolest battle he had ever killed in his life, and in the end he didn't know how he survived, only remembered that after this battle, almost all the sects that could be named in the rivers and lakes changed their heads, and that day was also the darkest day in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, and since then all topics about that battle have been banned from spreading and discussing.

Gao Dong knows very little about the life of the old man, and that's all, but before the old man died, the old man solemnly handed over the moon cutting knife to his hand, and told him that this knife hid a shocking secret, but he never realized it in his life, this secret has been passed down for a long time, and even his own sect has forgotten what its name is, leaving only this moon cutting knife.

After the old man died, Gao Dong walked out of the mountains and came to the mortal world, but he couldn't remember the things after that, and Gao Dong himself couldn't say clearly.

After listening to Gao Dong's life experience, Feiyu and Bingyi both felt pity for Gao Dong, maybe it was not bad to lose his memory, otherwise wouldn't another sad thing make him feel pain and self-blame?

"By the way, does the old man of your knife know the origin?" Fei Yu changed the topic, and the Moon Slashing Knife beside Gao Dong aroused his interest.

Gao Dong obviously knew who the old man in Feiyu's mouth was referring to: "I asked just now, and the seniors can't see what the difference is with this knife." ”

"Even the old man can't see it, it seems to be hidden quite deeply! Can you lend me a look?" Feiyu's hands were a little itchy, and even the old man couldn't see the things in the calendar, so he had to open his eyes. Feiyu didn't know that he had inadvertently admitted that Wuji Dao Zun still had some status in his heart.

Carefully taking the Moon Slashing Knife, Fei Yu studied the Moon Slashing Knife curiously, and he had never seen the world at a glance.

Bing Yi glanced at Feiyu with disdain, and pulled Gao Dong to ask for martial arts kung fu, he really loves to learn!

Wuji Daozun drank leisurely and looked at the sky boredly. Suddenly I felt an unusually powerful aura oppressing, although it was not directed at myself, but such a powerful aura was enough to make people feel frightened, what would happen if this pressure was on me?

At this moment, a few streamers crossed the sky, in the eyes of ordinary people, these may be just a few meteors, but Wuji Daozun clearly saw that in the streamers, there were clearly several strong people who should not appear in the world at all.

"Can't you calm down in this world......?"

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