"The stunned boy's swordsmanship is not bad, but every time he is planted in Li Chengfeng's hands, today's ...... I'm afraid ......"

"A thousand people can't solve him?"

"You also saw the sword competition at the gate of Nancheng, it's a monster, it's so fast that you can't see it clearly, he doesn't kill thousands of them yet, but then again, do you think he will come?"

"Yes!" Immediately, Luo Feng made a look, and his subordinates brought up a woman with a black cloth on her head.

"Oh, the daughter of the dice door! I said, Brother Luo, why don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. After removing the black cloth, the fat-headed and big-eared man was extremely surprised, and he couldn't help but touch the salty pig's hand to Lingyun's face, he probably wanted to say, "If you cut your throat, no one will save you", but at this moment, Luo Feng suddenly poked a chopstick through the fat man's hand.

"It's your person sooner or later, if you dare to touch her now, it's not just as easy as cutting off your hand!"

The fat man was dizzy in pain, but he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to make a sound, and the sweat on his face fell like raindrops.

Luo Feng said again: "Ten thousand taels of gold to buy Li Chengfeng's head, your hand should be an extra gift, and it is a long memory, and the remaining gold will be sent to my house before tomorrow." ”

"Yes, yes, I don't dare to delay, I will send it tomorrow, and I will send it tomorrow." The fat man was deflated, shrunk his neck and muttered, "His grandmother's, this girl can raise a big price." ”

"He's coming."

After finishing speaking, downstairs in the drunken building, there was a silent man standing in the heavy rain, the light reflected on his handsome and cold face, his eyes were sharper than a sword, but it still matched the man's style.

In his hand is still the sword that no one has ever seen him unsheathed, there are few people in the world who are worthy of his sword, and what he sipps with the sword must be the blood of someone who is worthy of it.

The rain fell heavier and more violently.

Suddenly, swords flashed everywhere in the streets, and countless people with the word "broken army" on their clothes rushed out.

People die for money, birds die for food, and what are they for?

If it is successful, it also has a well-known name.

If you fail, you will be famous.

At this time, Li Chengfeng took out a strip of cloth, passed one over his hand, and then slowly pulled out his sword.

This sword is all black, painted with a cyan pattern, like a dragon, the green scales are distributed throughout the sword body, the lines are clear, the shape is peculiar and beautiful, the hilt is very long but very rough, and it is tightly wrapped, looking at a few points of a knife rather than a sword.

In an instant, he moved like a shadow, splashing everywhere.

The sword qi is strong, and when he waves his hand, he stabs into the vital point.

Swift and fast as the wind.

He was red-eyed, and hundreds of people had fallen to the ground.

"Is this still human? It's a monster, a monster that moves as fast as lightning! The dead fat man was amazed. But at this time, on the moon platform of the drunken and secluded building, Luo Feng held Lingyun hostage, and the dagger had been wiped with blood.

Under such a situation, Li Chengfeng did not dare to take another step.

The sword in his hand was dripping with unclean blood washed away by the rain!

The thunder roared, and Lingyun roared in despair, watching countless swords pierce Li Chengfeng's body......

Chapter 3: Nameless Cliff

……

He died, and someone carved a tombstone for him!

Nancheng is one or twenty miles to the south, and there is no name.

Lingyun threw herself to the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

She held the loess in her hand, and paid attention to the abrupt mound and slightly bulging belly many times, which naturally made her even more sad.

After a long time, a piece of cloth was hung on the tree.

Singing:

"Black hair, black eyes, black knives, one song and one cup and one death.

Plain clothes, plain crowns, and plain handles, hard to think and unforgettable. ”

- Gone with the wind.

She said:

The sword is incomparably cold,

Only the human heart,

The human heart is warm.

……

Chapter 4: Neutrons in the abdomen

More than ten years have passed, and Nancheng is still Nancheng.

The butcher wiped a polished pig-killing knife, and the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy next to him was fascinated and asked, "Dad, is the daughter of the dice gate dead?" ”

"Dead."

"You followed the past, why didn't you save it?"

"My heart is lost, how can I save it!"

The boy was silent for a moment and then asked:

"In this way, what kind of sword did Li Chengfeng use?"

"Bloody Sword and Tear Sword."

"Is it a sword or a knife?"

"It's a sword and a sword!"

"Then can I become a king like him, and have that supreme sword of glory?"

"What do you want" In the inner room of the butcher shop, a friendly woman walked out and said to Bao Ding: "Qi Zhi County of the North City Gate ordered to send fifty catties of white cheeks, hand them over to you to do, and go back and take back last month's account." ”

"Fifty catties of meatballs are enough for half the city to eat, what do you want so much meat puree?"

"The ability to cut meat is not long, but the ability to brag has grown a lot. Remember, you have to get it all done by tonight, don't be lazy. ”

"For me, it's the easiest to operate, just a few catties of shame, come on, there is a cook to solve the cow before, and now I have to wrap the minced meat, so I'll do it." Bao Ding was full of confidence, took the pig-killing knife wiped in the butcher's hand, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work.

He grew up in the South Gate butcher shop, he couldn't go to school, but he got on the chopping board, and on weekdays, he helped his father Bao Chenggang, cutting meat and deboning and slaughtering are quite skilled, and he has practiced a good knife technique, Bao Chenggang often said a sentence to him:

Take advantage of the pig's inattention to go under the knife, paying attention to speed, strength and accuracy.

"Time flies so fast, Bao Ding has grown so tall, but I always feel that he has the shadow of that person in him." Bao Ding's mother and Bao Chenggang said in the inner room.

"Why isn't it biological, could it be that it's the old king next door?"

"Bah, baba, it's okay to be quiet, look at you big rough person, don't let outsiders listen to jokes, you've been with you for so many years, and why don't you understand your son, being a father is not as good as the old king next door, I'm talking about temperament, after all, ......"

Bao Chenggang suddenly laughed, pointed to Bao Ding, who was busy outside, and said: "What kind of temperament, you can see for yourself, it is my son who has such a good knife technique, and that figure, it can't be fake, the temperament is with me." ”

"It seems that the older we get, the harder it is to communicate." Bao Ding was a little angry and sighed.

"I know what you said, the adopted child can't be kept, where he wants to go in the end, which path to take, let the young man decide for himself, not to mention ......"

"Then you're still pretending to be confused?"

"It's better to be confused, those secrets must rot in the stomach, and for Baoding, life is better."

"Then you're still telling him about the drunken Youlou?"

In response to Bao Ding's mother's repeated questioning, Bao Chenggang's eyebrows tightened, his eyes were firmly fixed on Bao Ding's back, looked at it for a moment, and then whispered:

"Don't talk about the real Xiao person, now you and I still have to believe one thing, it's right not to let him learn the sword, but the most worrying thing is the appearance. If...... If you are in your early twenties, you will be recognized by someone at that time, and there will be a lot of trouble......