Jiang Yan's identity is mysterious, and he does things differently. Come as you say, go as you go, cleanly and without hesitation.

When his figure disappeared into the desert, the two continued on their way.

Zhang Qiyu seemed to hold back a question for a long time, and only then did he ask, "Who is he?"

"It should be my mother's old friend!" Qin Shaofu said: "We haven't been together for a long time, but we can be regarded as my master." ”

"You've found a good master!" Zhang Qiyu sighed: "I've been rampant in the Eastern Wilderness for so many years, and I haven't seen anyone more knowledgeable than him." I have never felt so powerless in front of people. ”

It's too strong...... Qin Shaofu is also a task, he thinks of Jiang Yan very strong again and again, but when he knows this time, he knows that the so-called strength he thought about is still underestimating the other party.

"But it's just now!" Zhang Qiyu looked into the distance with a resolute face: "One day, I will have the strength to fight with him in a dignified manner." ”

"Definitely!"

Qin Shaofu followed him very smartly, and then changed the topic and asked casually: "Senior, do you like to eat fish very much, or does your father like fish very much? So he named you Qiyu?"

"Neither!" Zhang Qiyu seemed to remember something, his eyes were a little stunned, and he shook his head and said: "My family is a fisherman, and my ancestors have been fishing for generations. When I was born, my father caught exactly seven fish in one net, so he named me Zhang Qiyu. ”

"Uh......"

Qin Shaofu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect it to be such an answer. Ask yourself, at this moment, he just wants to laugh, but to be honest, he doesn't dare.

The first madman in the world, the name is so sloppy. Fortunately, his father didn't pour the night incense, if he happened to pour the night incense of the seven families, I am afraid that he would be called Zhang Qixiang or Zhang Qidung......

"Didn't you think I was originally a fisherman!"

Zhang Qiyu suddenly laughed, smiling brightly, making Qin Shaofu sigh in his heart, I'm afraid that except for himself, there are few people in the world who have the opportunity to see this crazy man laugh like this.

But I don't know why, although Zhang Qiyu smiled brightly, Qin Shaofu saw layers of sadness in his eyes.

"I originally thought that I would take over my father's fishing boat and become a fisherman in Shu, but unfortunately, I can't help myself!"

Zhang Qiyu didn't know if he was stimulated, and Qin Shaofu didn't ask about it, but he talked about his past by himself.

The young Zhang Qiyu does not have the rampant nature he has now, nor does he have such an aggressive spirit, let alone his current cultivation.

He is just an ordinary fisherman's descendant, who goes to sea with his father's boat, and thinks about how to help his father catch more fish every day so that he can return safely.

does not strive for glory and wealth, regardless of the world's major events, but it is also happy. It would be good if it could go on like this. Unfortunately, all this changed when he was fifteen years old.

There are many small countries in Shudi, and it was not stable in that year, the two countries were at war, and the war affected the fishing village where he was located.

Overnight, entire villages died, and soldiers from both countries did not consider this remote fishing village to be a citizen of their own country. The massacre, carried out at night.

Zhang Qiyu watched his fellow villagers, his relatives and his own family members fall into a pool of butcher knives and blood one by one.

He thought he was going to die, but in the end he survived.

A powerful warrior passing by made a move, armed with a long sword, and killed all the soldiers with absolute strength.

Hearing this, Qin Shaofu couldn't help but ask, "Who is that person?"

If Zhang Qiyu can accept such a great favor, that person must be able to do it.

"A person from the Shushan Sword Sect!"

"Shushan Sword Sect?" Qin Shaofu was stunned: "Then ...... him?"

"He's dead!" Zhang Qiyu said lightly: "Died under the stupid rules of the Shushan Sword Sect!"

Qin Shaofu rationally did not continue to ask, and his intuition told him that Zhang Qiyu's creation of the Sword Immortal Cliff was probably not so simple, but the other party might not be able to say ...... If you want to say it, you will definitely say it yourself.

Zhang Qiyu looked at his hand and said softly: "Your master Jiang Yan said that I am not suitable for using a sword, and the most suitable for me should be a knife!"

Qin Shaofu frowned, thought for a moment, and then nodded: "I think so too!"

Zhang Qiyu's kendo is too fierce and domineering, and the sword is a gentleman among soldiers, which is not suitable for such a fighting method, but the knife is very suitable, and it is a big attack.

Jiang Yan's eyes were vicious, and he naturally saw it at a glance.

But Zhang Qiyu shook his head: "He understands martial arts, but he doesn't understand people!" That night, I was in unprecedented despair, praying that someone would come to save the village. Whether it's a god or a demon, even if it's a scumbag, it's a pity that it doesn't, and it wasn't until I was about to die that that person appeared. ”

"That sword saved me, so I only trust the sword in my hand now. If I don't use the sword, then I'll be useless. ”

Qin Shaofu was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

Zhang Qiyu's life is not as beautiful as others seem, his past was very miserable, and he had no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground in the past. If it hadn't been for the lightning bolt that struck him, he would have been dead long ago.

The village was slaughtered, he definitely wanted revenge, and the soldiers who did it were all dead, so he would find the state.

In those years, he had no one to help him and no force to rely on, so he could only hold on alone.

Between life and death, all he could trust was the sword in his hand.

This is an obsession, if it is idealism, Zhang Qiyu has entered the magic barrier, and the sword is his only reliance.

It's like a person who lives by holding his breath on an obsession, and once he gets rid of that obsession, it's like dead.

I don't know if there are too many words hidden in my heart and I can't find someone to talk to, Zhang Qiyu walked all the way, talking all the way.

Suddenly heavy and sad, suddenly imaginative, Qin Shaofu who listened was stunned. He wanted to interrupt a lot of the time, but he felt as if the other party was doing something important, so he kept listening.

By the time he walked through the desert, through the northern grasslands, and closer and closer to the Jibei Plain, he had already finished listening to Zhang Qiyu's life.

Although I can hear that the other party still deliberately conceals something, it is quite rich.

When he was about to step into the Jibei Plain, Zhang Qiyu suddenly stopped, looked at Qin Shaofu and said, "Send you here, I won't go!"

In an instant, Qin Shaofu finally understood why Zhang Qiyu came all the way. He was not so much talking as he was persuading.

It was not himself who persuaded him, but himself, who persuaded him to keep practicing the sword in his hand.

"He must have a point in saying that I am suitable for using a knife. You're using a knife, but it's just right!"

Zhang Qiyu pulled out the long sword he picked up from his waist and didn't know where to go: "I'll show you my martial arts, how much can I see." If one day, you can get anything out of it, then my sword path can be regarded as a successor. ”

After speaking, he danced with a long sword in his hand.