The sky is cloudless, just after a goose feather snowfall, the grassland has been dressed in silver, the endless grassland is a thick layer of snow, and the strong sunlight shines on the snow and makes people's eyes hurt.

And in this vast white snow, there are a few skinny sheep that keep rolling up the wild grass that leaks out of the snow, and on a small dirt bag sits a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy watching a few sheep in a daze.

The sallow face and cracked lips all showed that the boy was struggling with hunger and cold. And although these do not match the snow-white scenery, they are still a beautiful landscape painting.

"I don't know how happened to my father, it's been almost two months, and I don't know if there's anything to gain. The sheep in the family have almost killed in order to maintain the vitality of the village, and if there is no harvest, the people in the village do not know how to spend this winter! I hope this time there will be a harvest," the young man sighed and muttered helplessly.

At this moment, a smaller figure ran in the distance, getting closer and closer, so petite in the endless ice and snow, but a soft smile leaked from the young man's sallow face when he approached.

"Brother, let's go home for dinner!" said the girl who came to the boy's side, panting.

The young man got up and touched the girl's head dotingly, and then pinched the girl's two red cheeks with both hands and said, "Didn't you let you stay at home, I'll go back in a while, it's a cold day, you girl just don't listen to your brother, forget it, I told you that you won't listen anyway, let's go back." ”

The girl pouted and said, "Brother, you're here again, Feng'er is disobedient anywhere, Feng'er is the most obedient" After speaking, the two eyes turned into crescents and were cute.

"You little ghost," he said, he didn't forget to flick a chestnut on the little girl's forehead, and got up to catch up with the sheep.

It didn't take long for the two little figures to drive the sheep up and walk in the direction of home, getting smaller and smaller until they were gone, and the footprints left on the endless snow proved that someone had been here...

The boy's name is Li Xiangyuan, fourteen years old, and he is a native of the Haiangjun Hunter Village of the Kelan Kingdom.

And the girl is a sister who is two years younger than him, named Li Fenger. It was an orphan, once Li Xiangyuan's father was hunting in the trapped dragon forest, when there happened to be a gray wolf wandering under a big tree, and happened to be seen by Li Xiongtian, who was hunting, Li Xiongtian killed the gray wolf and just wanted to peel the skin when the baby's cry came from the tree.

Li Xiongtian was curious to go up the tree and see that a baby girl was placed on the top of the tree and placed firmly on the tree plug.

Li Xiongtian stayed where he was for a long time and no one came, and he was worried about the three-year-old Li Xiangyuan, who was at home, so he took his one-year-old baby home.

Later, Li Xiongtian would pass by there every time he hunted, but every time he didn't get anything, he gave up looking for the baby's parents.

In addition to the swaddling clothes that wrapped her on the girl's body, there was only the jade pendant around her neck, and the word 'phoenix' was written in bright red on it. So Li Xiongtian named the girl Li Feng'er and has been taking care of her until now.

The little girl is well-behaved and sensible, and she is deeply loved by Li Xiangyuan's father. And Li Xiangyuan doted on this sister who had a painful experience.

He drove some of the sheep into the sheepfold and took his sister into the house. After a while, the little girl quickly came to the stove and added some dry firewood.

Li Xiangyuan looked at his sister distressedly, and came to his sister's side: "Feng'er, don't worry!

The little girl looked back at Li Xiangyuan, and the two smiled into crescent moons and said, "I believe that my brother will become a hero like my father in the future." Li Xiangyuan touched Feng'er's head, his eyes flickered, and he thought, "Is it just the same as my father?"

Li Xiangyuan always wanted to know what his mother's name was and where she went, and as he grew older, this idea became stronger and stronger. But he didn't dare to ask his father, and vaguely remembered that when he was eight years old, he argued with his father to ask about his mother, but he was slapped by his father with a black face and began to never mention the word mother in front of his father.

But what child doesn't want to have a mother's pain, so whenever he has time, he pesters the old people in the village to ask about his father and the outside world.

However, the old people in the village did not know about Li Xiangyuan's mother, and they only knew that Li Xiongtian was not from the village. Li Xiangyuan was brought by his father, and Li Xiangyuan was only about a year old when his father held Li Xiangyuan.

Moreover, when Li Xiongtian came back with Li Xiangyuan in his arms, he was seriously injured, but the countrymen did not care so much, so they left Li Xiongtian and the one-year-old child in the village.

And this stay has only passed for more than ten years. But Li Xiongtian didn't tell the villagers how he was injured in the first place, where the child's mother was, and so on.

Perhaps because of his young curiosity or his yearning for his mother, Li Xiangyuan has always had the idea of going to the outside world to see and inquire about his mother by the way. But he didn't dare to mention it to his father, so he could only bury it deep in his heart.

Soon, Li Feng'er filled the thin porridge and couldn't call Li Xiangyuan, who was in a daze: "My brother has eaten, what are you thinking? Are you thinking about the girl from which family?" The little girl stared at Li Xiangyuan with a wicked smile.

Li Xiangyuan was pulled back to reality by the little girl's shouting, looked at his sister's hehe, laughed and said, "Okay, you little girl actually made fun of your brother, see if your brother doesn't teach you" After that, he rushed to the little girl, and the sound of the two brothers and sisters fighting soon came from the house.

The brother and sister swallowed the jujube and ate the thin rice porridge that couldn't be thinned, and the younger sister cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, Li Xiangyuan put on a leather coat and said, "Feng'er, brother will come back as soon as he goes out" and hurriedly walked to a house across the road without waiting for Li Feng'er's answer.

Familiar with the way to push open the dilapidated wooden door and said, "Grandpa Li Yan, Xiang'er has come to see you."

Soon an old voice came from inside the room, "Oh Xiang'er, come in, but you didn't come to see me, an old man, but to hear the story outside," said an old man in his seventies, full of white hair, skinny and bones, walking with a cane.

"Hey, I still can't hide it from you, but I'm still coming to see you."

"You little devil, well, just come and see me, bad old man. ”

"Well, in return, old man, I'll tell you a story that happened here a long time ago."

"The kingdom we are in is called the Kelan Kingdom, and our tribe belongs to the hunter village of Haiangjun Dragon Slaying Town, and you already know the origin of the name of our village.

Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a demon dragon that plagued the people, eating babies less than 100 days old, and suddenly one day an immortal sword came to fight with the demon dragon, the sun and moon were dark, and finally the immortal killed the demon dragon, and since then the people in the town have changed this place to the dragon slaughter town, and the forest we rely on is the dragon killing forest, in order to express our gratitude to the immortal. ”

After listening to the old man's story, Li Xiangyuan was full of admiration for the immortal, and he was the one who wanted to kill the demon dragon, imagining that he would swing his sword to kill the demon dragon, standing on the head of the demon dragon, and being looked at by the worshipful eyes of the surrounding villagers, thinking about it, he actually laughed.

What teenager doesn't have the heroic dream of fighting the sword, and Li Xiangyuan is certainly no exception.

The old man looked at Li Xiangyuan's smirk, afraid that he would do something stupid, as a person who came over, Li Yan knew that a young man of this age was just the time when he was full of passion, if he took the legend seriously one day and fought with the demon beast regardless of his own strength, it would be fatal.

The more Li Yan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and hurriedly called Li Xiangyuan, who was smirking, to "Child, don't take grandpa's story seriously! It's just a legend, and I don't know if it's true or not, even if it's true, it's what the immortals do, and it has nothing to do with mortals." ”

As soon as he heard this, Li Xiangyuan didn't understand what Li Yan meant, no matter how he was the son of the patriarch, he was a person who had read a few books, and he was as smart as him?

Immediately said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Li Yan! I'm not that stupid yet," the old man was relieved when he heard this, and a smile leaked from his shriveled old face.

But Li Xiangyuan hasn't said the next sentence yet, for fear that the old man will talk again, that is, "wait for me to learn the skills".

Although Li Xiangyuan didn't know where to learn the skills, he knew that his father was definitely not an ordinary person.

Because Li Xiangyuan heard from the hunters who came back from the village that once they were hunting and encountered a particularly powerful beast, the young hunters had no way at all, but were bound to be cornered by the beast.

At this moment, the hunters saw Li Xiongtian raise the hunt and pounce on the beast, and after a fight, they cut off the beast and saved a group of young hunters, and it was from then on that people held Li Xiongtian to the position of village head.

It was already dusk when Li Xiangyuan came out of Li Yan, and the days in winter were already short, so Li Xiangyuan was afraid that his sister would be scared and walked quickly to the house.

Night is always so inadvertent, Li Xiangyuan sat by the coals and drank hot water, Li Fenger had already fallen asleep on Li Xiangyuan's thighs, sleeping very sweetly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, I don't know what kind of good dream I had.

And Li Xiangyuan touched the little girl's head, but his mind flew to the sleepy dragon forest, worried about his father who went to hunt and the hunters in the village...

Li Xiangyuan: His father has usually been a very cheerful and rigorous person since he can remember, but Li Xiangyuan knows that this is all superficial. Li Xiangyuan knew that although his father was strong on the surface, he didn't know how many things were hidden behind that strong body.

There were many times when Li Xiangyuan saw his father often sitting on the roof with a wine jug and drinking wine and staring blankly at the west, sometimes secretly crying, muttering to himself that he didn't know what he was talking about, and this sitting was a night.

Li Xiangyuan wanted to speak many times, wanting to ask his father what he was thinking, but he was afraid of his father's scolding, so he didn't dare to ask, so he could only keep it firmly in his heart.

But as I grew older, I gradually understood that "it may have a lot to do with my mother's affairs." (End of chapter)