The owner of the Blood Demon Knife is Zheng Qianqiu, the Great Fire God.

Qin Xiao was really familiar with this name, if he hadn't used the name of the Great Fire God at the beginning, it would be really difficult to deal with Qi Fushan.

The Wutuo people worship the Great Fire God as a god, and Qin Xiao also knows that the Great Fire God's sword technique is superb, and he was even given the nickname of a Blood Demon Ancestor by the Central Plains Martial Arts.

In addition to his superb sword skills, what impressed Zheng Qianqiu the most was naturally that he went to Kunlun alone and fought with the Sword God.

The sword demon Dushan Kunlun challenged the sword god, and the world spread widely about this matter, but the result of that battle was a matter of different opinions.

Some people say that the sword demon has died under the sword of the sword god, but the most rumored thing is that after the sword demon was defeated, he abandoned the sword and left, and there has been no news since then.

That battle was more than 20 years ago, and for more than 20 years, no one on the rivers and lakes saw the trace of the sword demon, so most people felt that no matter whether the sword demon was defeated or not, but I am afraid that he was indeed dead, which has become an anecdote and legend on the rivers and lakes.

But at this moment, the old madman said a few words, but Qin Xiao suddenly realized that the person in front of him was very likely to be the legendary sword demon Zheng Qianqiu.

"Blood Demon Ancestor Zheng Qianqiu?" The old madman tilted his head, as if trying to think of something, and muttered, "I seem to have heard, Blood Demon Ancestor, hmm, Zheng Qianqiu..... Zheng Qianqiu ......! "Thinking about it, I seem to be familiar with the name, but I can't remember it for a while.

Qin Xiao was a little surprised.

The old madman's words and deeds were strange before, and Qin Xiao felt a little puzzled, seeing him like this at this moment, he suddenly thought in his heart, could it be that this Blood Demon Ancestor had forgotten who he was? I couldn't help but ask, "Don't you remember who you are?" You said that you were defeated in the hands of one person back then, but do you remember in whose hands did you lose? ”

The old madman immediately said: "I don't have a real sword, so I am defeated by the sword, I want to find the heavenly sword, and I can defeat that sword." He said very seriously: "Yes, that sword..... It's that sword, if I want to defeat that sword, I'll be invincible in the world, hahahaha......! ”

Qin Xiao saw that this guy was talking crazy and inconsistent, and sometimes he didn't know what he was talking about, and thought to himself that there was really something wrong with this old madman's brain.

If this old madman was really Blood Demon Ancestor Zheng Qianqiu, it would be really incredible.

Not long ago, he was pretending to be the apprentice of the Great Fire God, and he can meet the Great Fire God this time, and this world is too small.

Blood Demon Ancestor Zheng Qianqiu is a once-in-a-century genius in Wutuo, and his sword skills can be called the first in the world.

But one thing is certain, if this person in front of him is the Blood Demon Ancestor, then his martial arts cultivation is not just as simple as the Great Heaven Realm, and he is definitely one of the few strongest people in the world.

However, such a supreme master, now he is like a madman, and even drinks blood, Qin Xiao really doesn't know what the Blood Demon Ancestor has experienced after he was alone in Kunlun back then, so that he will become what he is now.

"Yes, yes, we must find the Heavenly Sword and defeat that sword." Qin Xiao thought to himself that the old madman probably remembered the name of the sword god, but he just thought about the sword, and followed his words: "Uncle, think about it again, are you Zheng Qianqiu?" Who are you yourself? ”

"Who am I?" The old madman was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and suddenly grabbed his hair, showing a painful look: "Who am I?" Zheng Qianqiu.... Who is Zheng Qianqiu? "Rubbing his head hard

Hair, it was torn off a lot, Qin Xiao looked at it in pain, it seemed that his scalp was also being torn, suddenly saw the old madman approaching, grabbed Qin Xiao's clothes, his eyes became like a beast, and said sharply: "Who is Zheng Qianqiu?" I..... Who am I? Tell me, who am I? ”

Qin Xiao thought to himself, you don't even know who you are, how can Lao Tzu be sure? But he was really afraid of this old madman, so he could only smile reluctantly: "You..... You are Zheng Qianqiu, you are the Blood Demon Ancestor. ”

"I'm the Blood Demon Ancestor?" The old madman tilted his head: "I'm Zheng Qianqiu?" ”

Qin Xiao nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, yes, you are Zheng Qianqiu, you are a master." ”

"Superior?" The old madman said, "How tall?" ”

"It's very high, it's so high." Qin Xiao didn't want to have any money, as long as this old guy was happy.

The old madman was thoughtful, but he hadn't let go yet, and after a while, he stared at Qin Xiao and asked, "I'm Zheng Qianqiu, who are you?" ”

"Me?" Qin Xiao's brain was spinning, he gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm the little fire god, I'm ..... I am your apprentice, master, you ..... Don't you even remember me? ”

The old madman was surprised: "Little fire god? Apprentice? Are you my apprentice? ”

"yes, yes." Qin Xiao nodded again and again: "When you saw me a few years ago, you said that I was talented and a piece of material that could be made, and you also said...... He also said that you have no successor in martial arts, if you die one day, master, I am not cursing you, this is what you said, you said that after you died, there was no successor in martial arts, which is a pity, so you want to pass on all your martial arts to me. Seeing that the old madman's eyes were as wide as gongs, he said cautiously: "Master, you ..... You don't even remember? ”

He thought that this old madman couldn't even remember who he was, there must be something wrong with his brain, his previous memories must be fragmented, and if he said that he was his apprentice, he might not know whether it was true or not.

Qin Xiao pretended to be his apprentice, also to get out.

If he has nothing to do with him, once this old madman starts to go crazy, his life will be lost.

Now that he is pretending to be his apprentice, as long as this old madman believes and reminds him from time to time, this old madman will never attack his apprentice.

And as long as he recognizes that he is his apprentice, then he may not agree to go back and persuade him to let him go.

The old madman let go of his hand, sat on the ground, and looked directly at Qin Xiao, who was hairy all over his body.

"I'm Zheng Qianqiu, you're the little fire god, and you're my apprentice." The old madman thoughtfully said, "I seem to ..... I seem to remember, I ..... I am Zheng Qianqiu, and I want to find a heavenly sword in the world. He tilted his head and said, "But..... I can't remember you. ”

Qin Xiao said with a pleasant face: "Master, you were sick before, so you forgot some things, take a good rest, and you will remember it sooner or later." ”

The old madman thought for a moment and said, "Yes, think slowly, you will always remember." Apprentice, have you been taking care of me? ”

"That's nature." Qin Xiao sighed: "When the master was sick, I didn't leave an inch, served tea and poured water, and looked forward to you getting better every day." ”

The old madman grinned, "You're a good guy. He raised his hand and touched his head: "I can't remember a lot of things, I want to rest here, and when I think of everything, I can think of where the world is, apprentice, wait for me."

Okay, you can accompany me to find the Heavenly Sword. ”

"Of course." Qin Xiao hurriedly said: "The master wants to find the Heavenly Knife, and I will naturally accompany him." ”

The old madman laughed and said, "It turns out that I am Zheng Qianqiu, it turns out that I have an apprentice, haha......!" He seemed to be very satisfied, lay down on the ground, and said, "I want to rest well, and I can find the Heavenly Sword when I think of everything." "Close your eyes and stop rambling.

Qin Xiao let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at Zheng Qianqiu lying on the ground, he only felt that things in the world were really strange.

After the First Battle of Kunlun, Zheng Qianqiu's whereabouts are unknown, how many people on the rivers and lakes want to find Zheng Qianqiu's whereabouts but can't get it, and the Wutuo people worship Zheng Qianqiu as a god, so they naturally send people to find the whereabouts of the Great Fire God, but the world can't find the slightest trace of the Blood Demon Ancestor Zheng Qianqiu, so they all feel that the famous sword demon is no longer alive.

But he happened to meet this sword demon who the world couldn't find.

He himself didn't know if he was too lucky or too unlucky.

But if the Vedas knew that the god of fire they worshipped was so mad and mad, and that he drank blood like a wild beast, they didn't know how they would feel.

It didn't take long to hear Zheng Qianqiu snoring, as if he had fallen asleep, Qin Xiao took a deep breath, and slowly moved his body outside the cave, only to move a few steps, and saw Zheng Qianqiu suddenly sit up, Qin Xiao was so frightened that he hurriedly moved back, only to see Zheng Qianqiu looking directly at himself.

"Master, you ..... What's wrong? Qin Xiao was not confident enough, he was only worried that this old guy would think that he was running away.

Zheng Qianqiu didn't say a word, and suddenly fell asleep again.

Qin Xiao secretly complained in his heart.

The next day, the old guy sat in front of the stone wall again, and only said "I'm hungry" for a long time, which naturally meant to let Qin Xiao give him a barbecue.

There were still leftover sheep yesterday, Qin Xiao roasted meat for him, he was full of food and drink, and he didn't say anything more, and went to sit in a daze again.

After two days like this, after Mianyang finished eating, Zheng Qianqiu took Qin Xiao to grab a sheep and came back, and even took Qin Xiao to a forest to get a lot of firewood back, the colder the weather, this old guy was afraid of the cold, lest there was not enough firewood in the cave.

Qin Xiao didn't know how to judge.

You say that his brain is not normal, he knows how to look for food, and he also knows how to make a fire to keep warm, if you say that he is normal, he speaks upside down, and sometimes sits there in a daze for most of the day, just like a stone carving.

Qin Xiao wondered, did he want to stay here with this old guy all the time?

After he knew that he had been kidnapped, Su Changyu naturally couldn't know that he had been caught outside the gate, and he was afraid that he would send people all over the city to look for him, maybe he thought that he had left his post without permission, and wanted to deal with himself with military law.

But even if you really know that you have been caught outside the customs and send someone to rescue, you may not be able to find yourself.

In this wilderness, there was no one passing by for months, who would have thought that he would be trapped here by an old madman.

He tried several times to let the old madman leave, but after talking to him for a long time, the old madman didn't seem to hear a word, and didn't pay attention at all, but as soon as he walked out of the cave, the old madman would appear around him like a ghost, and seemed to be really worried that he would sneak away.

Qin Xiao felt that the old madman could no longer do without him.