In December 559 of the Altino calendar, the new territory of Eltino was Jinling

The snow is white and falling, and the surrounding buildings are painted with a layer of silver powder, and the lights in the houses are full of fog, and in the eyes of those who have a heart, the beauty is not like the world.

Passers-by, wearing thick leather clothes, rubbing their hands, exhaling hot air from their mouths, trying to add some warmth, their skin is a little frostbitten because of the cold, like this sub-freezing weather, if you are a little careless, maybe even your ears and nose will be frozen.

"Hello!"

"How are you, your daughter-in-law should give birth!"

"It's coming, at the end of next month. ”

"It's good to be safe, it's good to be safe!"

Two passers-by who met, congratulated each other, but separated, a few days later, it was the end of the year, the people rushed to buy New Year's goods, the store was also busy soliciting business, although people were busy, but they seemed to be jubilant.

"Come on, come on, the freshest pheasant. ”

"The best shochu, just out of the cellar, you can try it!"

"Cinnamon wine stuffed rice balls, exclusive recipe, fifteen copper coins a bowl, it's not good to don't want money!"

The shop guys are trying to increase their performance, Jinling is a rich place, and the people's livelihood and economy are also very stable, although ordinary people can make basic dishes such as rice cakes and cured meat, but there are still many luxury goods, which must be bought on the street.

Among the many pedestrians, there is a presence that is peculiar and particularly eye-catching.

Strictly speaking, he is not a pedestrian because he has no ability to walk at all.

He's a beggar, at least, no one has any other associations with his appearance.

The clothes that are almost difficult to hide, the broken and unrecognizable, the dirty mud and blood, make people want to turn around at a glance, and under the chapped skin, there are many rotten sores, although they are necrotic and frozen in the ice and snow, they still exude the stench of the heart.

A teenager couldn't bear his compassion and wanted to help, but was immediately stopped by his companions.

This kind of person, God knows what trouble he caused, fell to such a situation, saved him, maybe he got into trouble, and seeing him like this, probably can't be cured, anyway, this person is thinly dressed, in this snowy day, it won't take long to turn into a frozen corpse, at that time, come and collect the corpse for him!

It is not correct to say that he walked in a hurry, because he could not get up, so he could only crawl on his shoulders and knees, and endured the biting cold wind, crawling forward on the ground, and the wounds on his body were ruptured in the friction, but immediately the ice and snow on the ground froze, and even the blood did not flow for long, just like this, dragging a bloody path on the snow.

The wind is so cold, the ground is so cold, the wounds on my body are so painful, but I don't seem to feel anything, am I dying?

This is probably a prediction shared by all passers-by!

This is the same thing I thought three days ago.

No one could have imagined that in the past three days, he had climbed over 700 miles of bumpy mountain roads, just like no one would have thought that a year ago, he was a beautiful young man, full of spirit, in the martial arts conference in Jinling, he was a leader in the crowd, won the favor of beautiful women, and became famous all over the world.

Passers-by, seeing that he was pitiful, although he did not dare to approach, for fear of infecting the disease, but he would also throw a few copper coins as alms, he did not answer, did not even look at it, or continued to crawl, only when an aunt threw half of the cold steamed bun, swallowed it in one bite, and chewed it with a big mouth.

He couldn't pick up the money, except for the only remaining self-esteem, and in order to reach his destination one step earlier, he had no other strength, not even the strength to reach out and pick up the money, he could only keep squirming and squirming towards the destination, the old garden that he had forgotten all the time in prison and immediately after escaping death.

I don't know how long it was, but it was late at night, and the pedestrians around him dispersed, and when the lights were turned off one by one, he finally climbed to his destination.

In front of his eyes, there appeared a majestic palace gate, jade glazed tiles, red mansion golden tower, the building is luxurious and exquisite, a magnificent atmosphere, however, the courtyard of Nuoda, only two or three lights in the distance, the rest of the place, overgrown with weeds, utensils damaged, no voice, compared with the magnificent building, do not feel desolate ghost.

In the past 3,700 years, Jinling is the capital of the Tang Dynasty, before the Kyushu War, it was also glorious for a while, the imperial prince Li Bai, in the name of the sword immortal, the continent of the wind, no one can be beaten, and then the royal family strife, collapsed, destroyed by the demons, after the Kyushu War, although the descendants returned to the country, but there is no glory in the past, and became a vassal of the neighboring Altino.

Eleven months ago, Eltino invaded, the second army with lightning speed, broke through the royal city, the Tang State perished overnight, because the action was too fast, the Tang army did not even have time to resist, it was annihilated, the ridiculous thing is that because of this, the building of Jinling, the Tang Palace was not baptized by the war.

But the subsequent development made people laugh, taking over the Third Army, which was responsible for garrisoning, showing a completely different style, "cutting the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows", which is the slogan they pursued, ignoring the persuasion of the commander of the Second Army to "be kind to the remnants of the country", the Third Army exterminated the Li royal family.

There were no less than hundreds of people who were beheaded as princes, all adult men were beheaded in the city, young children were buried alive, women were assigned to official families as slaves, and those who behaved badly were confiscated into the border gates.

What's more, there is a palace maid who is pregnant with Liujia, who was confirmed to be pregnant with a royal descendant, but because of the kindness of the law enforcement officer, she decided to exonerate her privately. Unexpectedly, they were secretly reported by their colleagues, and the palace maid and the officer were all arrested and sentenced to death, and the two were pierced by several red-hot spears, and wailed to death in the flames.

He slowly climbed close to the half-crumbling palace wall, looking at the grass and trees inside, the blood stains on the ground, and the smashed statues.

It is said that the blood on the ground was left behind by the Third Army when it killed the royal family, and at this moment, it seems to be particularly alarming.

"......"

Open his throat, the throat that has been hoarse, can only make a few strange sounds, it is hard to imagine that this is the beautiful singing voice that everyone envied before, during that time in prison, the jailer smashed his arm bones, leg bones, for fear that he would fight back, and cut off the nerves of his hands and feet, when the toxin in the body attacked, gradually spread upward, that world's unparalleled handsome beauty, just like that, ruined.

Looking around, there are all the devastation, the big stone turtle was climbed when he was a child, and the half-folded ancient tree was his favorite place to go when he was a child.

At that time, everything was as beautiful as Chunguang, the generals of the court praised his swordsmanship, and his father expected him to be the first person of the ancestor Li Baihou, whenever he won the sword skill competition, he would take the medal, run to his beloved, and share the glory with her, as a small hand, put the garland that had been prepared long ago, and put it on his head, he would put his arms around her, indulge in laughter, and nothing else made him more happy.

Thinking of the past, he wept bitterly, full of remorse.

On that day, if it weren't for the fact that his fellow senior brother celebrated his upcoming marriage, if he hadn't drunk that glass of wine unsuspectingly, how could Eltino take advantage of his poisonous hair and destroy his homeland? No, if his martial arts were still there, how could those rats dare to attack the Tang Kingdom in the slightest!

Excited, he propped himself up and kowtowed desperately, making his forehead smash blood marks on the ground, like red plums in the snow, shocking.

He was sorry for his father and mother, he was sorry for his uncles, he was sorry for his younger brothers, who were not even born yet, and he was sorry for the loyal subjects who died of martyrdom, because of his own superficiality, which caused this irreparable disaster.

The royal family of Altino was afraid of his martial arts, although they knew that this person had become a waste, they still did not dare to take it lightly, and the emperor Cao Shou gave him a "pulling medicine" to make him curl up and die.

God is pitiful, I don't know why, he drank the drug, he was lucky not to die, but he was in a coma, and the negligent soldiers abandoned his body in the ravine.

When he woke up from the ditch, his only thought was to see his old garden again.

This idea supported him not to die, and crossed the 700-mile mountain road, returned to Jinling, and almost lost his strength several times on the way, but under the regret of this unfulfilled wish, he climbed down again, and now, he finally returned here.

After not knowing how many times he kowtowed, he fell to the ground, all his strength had been used up, the blood on his forehead had dried up, and the only thing he could do was to wait for death.

But he didn't want to die!

He wanted revenge, he wanted to rebuild his home, he wanted her back.

However, even if his martial arts are still in good condition and his body is intact, these are still great difficulties, let alone now.

Now he is worse than a wasted man, he doesn't even dare to tell his identity, as long as Altino knows that he is still in the world, he will definitely want him to die at any cost.

He is desperate, although the master is a peerless master on the mainland, but seeing that the senior brother treats him like this, the master ignores it, presumably he also acquiesces So, looking at the mainland, there is no one who can help him avenge this sea of blood.

In that case, let's die!

Before the thought in his mind had faded, his pupils suddenly opened up, and not far ahead, there were a few pieces of gold dust on the ground, shiny and very moving, which had fallen when the Eltieror army dismantled the palace treasures.

Although they were separated by a distance and their vision in the snow was not clear, he still recognized it at a glance, it was his golden lotus.

At that time, there was a famous dancing girl in the palace, named Niang, dancing beautifully like a fairy descending to earth, in order to pursue the beauty of dance, in order to make Bojia smile, he spared no expense, in the palace hall with gold paving, cast into a golden lotus, so that the mother danced on it, such a good thing, become an international beauty.

The Tang Palace was broken, the court of Altino wanted to see the Golden Lotus Dance, and the special sergeant disassembled the Golden Lotus back to China, but the mother hit the pillar and was martyred, and the Golden Lotus Dance has since become a unique sound.

"Woo quack...... Woo ...... "At first glance, the voice of the old man, as if in front of him, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself, his voice was dumb, crying out, he moved his body, crawling towards the gold dust.

There is still half a foot left, his strength is exhausted, no matter how hard he tries, he just can't lift himself up, the coldness that has been forgotten is all in his heart at this moment, his hands and feet are numb, and he falls straight to the ground.

The snow did not stop, the heavens and the earth were merciless, and the snow fell, gradually burying everything, covering most of his body, and frosting on his hair.

There was a dead silence around, only the faint sound of a heartbeat, and when this last sound stopped, it was time for him to say goodbye!

(Is God good or bad for me?) ）

It's strange that when life comes to an end, there is this thought in my head.

Whether it is happy or sad, everything in this world will no longer have anything to do with him.

"Hey, it looks like it's still alive. ”

As consciousness faded away, a human voice suddenly appeared in my ears, an old but energetic voice, sounding in front of me.

Is it an auditory hallucination?

No, with the remaining surname Li, he must have someone standing in front of him.

I tried to open my eyes, but there was nothing in front of me, but the voice came from behind.

"Hey, wretched boy, are you still alive, if you're still alive, make a noise!"

He recognized the voice, it was the old beggar.

When the senior brother invited him to the banquet, he hugged an old wooden sword, put a broken bowl in front of him, and lay down in the corner of the stairs.

I saw that he was pitiful, and I thought that he was a down-and-out swordsman, so he ordered his entourage to take the ingot of gold as a gift, and teased: "Uncle, isn't it too miserable to be reduced like this as a swordsman?"

When the old beggar heard this, he only smiled and said, "Young man, don't say that I am miserable, be careful if you eat and drink carelessly, and fall into my field, you will be more miserable than me at that time!"

The entourage wanted to fight each other with old fists, although they drank and resisted, but they also denounced it as nonsense, who knew that the old man's words became prophecies, which really confirmed the miserable situation of today.

"Woo-ba...... Woo Pur ......"

He struggled desperately, trying to make some sounds, like a drowning man, trying to hold on to something.

"Oh!

The old man's voice let out a laugh: "Your luck is not bad, the royal family of Altino is afraid that you will not die, so they gave you a drug, which just happened to collide with the cold sky jade paste in your body, although you are half dead, but it also dilutes the poisonous surname, so that you can support it to this day." ”

"You are also a genius, this kind of body, seven hundred miles of mountain roads, you can still climb over. ”

"However, what are you going to do in the future? Your poison has not been solved, your martial arts have been wasted, your internal strength has been dissipated, your tendons and veins are half broken, and you will not even be able to be an ordinary person in the future. ”

The old voice continued to tease: "No, you don't even have a future, in this kind of snowy day, with an injury like yours, and you have no internal strength to protect yourself, as long as you don't care about you, half a moment later, you will freeze to death." ”

"What are you going to do? If you die like this, you will be clean, and no one else will be implicated, you can just go to Huangquan alone to repent. ”

"It would be better for you to die! If you live and only face a life of pain, it is better to die. ”

Looking at the ruined palace and the broken golden lotus, and remembering the faces of many people, he became excited again, propped himself up, and kowtowed to the void.

"He doesn't want to die, at least, he can't just die, there are still many things waiting for him to do, he should spend the rest of his life to make amends for those who have died."......

"You make me very embarrassed by this! Your master is so powerful, and your enemies are so powerful, if I had helped you, wouldn't they even kill me? Besides, people's hearts are unpredictable, I saved you, who knows if you will take revenge and bite me back. ”

The old man chattered and said, and he just kowtowed vigorously, and the blood was once again full of red flowers on the snow.

When the old man saw him like this, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Okay! In the past, I said that I would accept a gold from you, and the old man would repay your favor today. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he sighed, "Alas, the old man crossed the sea and traveled eastward, hoping to see the humanities on other continents, but who knew that he saw such a miserable scene. ”

Hearing the old man's promise, he was overjoyed and kowtowed.

He didn't know who this old man was, nor did he know if he could save him, but, with his extraordinary intuition, he had a hunch that this person was his savior.

"And don't be happy, the old man promised to save you, but you have to rely on you to save yourself, the old man swore before the trip that he could not interfere in the mundane affairs here. ”

The old man's voice became solemn: "If you really have a heart, stand up and show the old man." ”

Stand up!

This is a big joke, and don't say that he doesn't have any strength, even if he has, at this moment, all the bones of his limbs are broken, like a soft octopus, how can he stand up, this requirement is tantamount to finding a needle in the bottom of the sea.

However, the firmness of the old man's tone made people thoroughly understand that this was not a joke.

The tiger roared, he grabbed the golden lotus crumbs, and all kinds of young people flashed like a marquee, if he fell here, then, so far, his life so far will be a failure.

To live, to continue to live, not to escape the fear of death, but to face more human suffering, only through these pains, can make up for those eternal regrets.

It is endless blood and tears, the deepest emotion, the source of unimaginable power, which suddenly penetrates the whole body at this moment.

"Woo......"

With an angry scream, the hellish Shura returned to the world, and he stood up straight, but the moment he stood up, the wound burst, blood splattered, and he fell down again.

In a daze, I only saw a strong figure like a pine, just like the ancient pine on the mountain, reading in the wind and snow, and becoming more and more green in the winter.

"Okay! Ordinary people can't do it, this is the genius of heaven, you are just like me, you are a genius. The old man laughed and said, "From now on, you will follow me to learn the sword and learn the swordsmanship of that genius." ”

In the midst of laughter, he fainted, but he was relieved to know that this was not the end, but another beginning.

When you open your eyes, you will start a second life, and it will be a very exciting beginning.

The Wind Continent is a vast area with many different types of cities, and basically speaking, the prosperity of a city must be closely related to the fertility of the surrounding land and the amount of available resources.

Shangri-La, but it is a city that does not follow this law, she is located at the intersection of the western desert and the northern mountains, within a radius of 500 miles, the land is barren, barren and inhabited, all kinds of sandstorms, miasma, strange rays, so that the nearby geographical environment has become an almost desperate existence.

However, today's Shangri-La is the premier metropolis on the Continent of Winds, for no other reason, and the important geographical location has caused a miracle.

Shangri-La is located at the center of the "Silver Sea Highway", which is the largest commercial city in the Continent of Winds in terms of economic, political and military status.

As early as ancient times, the prophet at that time, in view of the fact that most of the traffic on the east and west sides of the mainland was divided by the "Longteng Mountains", they followed the earth's air flow veins and opened the Yinhai Highway, and in its center, with the mountain range Dragon [***] point, jointly laid a strong barrier, removed impurities, and built this dream city, Shangri-La.

The transportation between the east and west of the Wind Continent mainly relies on the Panlong Corridor in the north and the Yinhai Highway in the central and southern regions, and the two central cities are the military fortress "North Gate Tianguan" and the commercial giant "Shangri-La".

However, in terms of status, the North Gate Tianguan is far inferior to Shangri-La, first, the North Gate Tianguan is a military fortress, the gate is strict, and it is located in the lofty mountains, so it has little commercial value, while Shangri-La is a completely commercial operation, drawing on business travel from all over the world; Tilen, while Shangri-La is communicating with the four major forces at the same time, in contrast, the important surname is self-evident.

Since its completion, Shangri-La has issued a declaration that this land will always be neutral, free from the rule of any political power, and that all military acts will be prohibited.

It is not known what the strength behind this oath is, but in short, for thousands of years, not half of the country has ever wanted to get its hands on her, and in fact, even Temujin, the peerless overlord of the Kyushu War, recognized his autonomy without interfering in the slightest, and the matter has become a very intriguing chapter.

Today, Shangri-La, managed by a federation of chambers of commerce representatives, is re-elected every few years, and its residents maintain an optimistic, unrestrained and free atmosphere, happily carrying out various transactions, making Shangri-La the most luxurious gold rush grotto.

In the decree issued by the Parliament, it was told that Shangri-La did not belong to any political system, in other words, no matter what mistakes were committed in the outside world, as long as they entered the city, they would not be pursued, and many fugitives, desperate outlaws, regarded it as the best place to flee.

Anyway, the wine and wealth in the city, the enjoyment of sound and sex, everything is available, rather than a lifetime, it is better to do a ticket sale, and come here to carnival all night, even if it is said to die on the street, it is not in vain to live this life.

Shangri-La, in this way, absorbed a large amount of stolen money, adding a bloody scene to its prosperous night, some people say that every tree in the fantasy magic capital is irrigated by the blood and tears of others and grows.

In fact, it is really good, as long as you are willing to pay huge taxes on time, the Parliament ignores all illegal acts, whether it is murder, buying and selling people, forcing good people to become prostitutes, smuggling and gambling...... All are carried out with the permission of the Collegiate Council.

As long as you don't violate the rules of the game, you won't be wanted by the guards and you can do whatever you want in the city.

It's just that it's not all a paradise for lawbreakers, although it's in a special zone, and the governments of various countries can't directly exercise power, but because of this, bonus hunters, killers, ninjas, ...... Such underground industries are booming, and the cases of black eating black are repeated every day in the streets and alleys.

Compared with the rampant killers, the bodyguard industry is also greatly prosperous, many rich businessmen, for the safety of their surnames, carry dozens of bodyguards in and out, before and after, so lively, and what is spitting is that there are also many bodyguards in the hospital, who immediately change careers to become killers after the shift and make a lot of money.

Relying on all kinds of geographical advantages, people and people, Shangri-La naturally attracted strange people from all walks of life and became Reyns. In addition to Tilen's "Jixia School Palace", another treasure trove of connections, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the neighborhood of the market, some people jokingly say that "if a signboard is smashed down, a basket of masters may be smashed", which is the portrayal of Shangri-La.

Of course, the masters who really have great power, for various reasons, are usually unremarkable, and it is difficult for ordinary people to judge what kind of person is considered a master, for this reason, Shangri-La's poetry and stories have added a lot of farce, but also a lot of legends.

Back in time to the end of the year 560 of the Altino calendar, at this time, Lancelot, known to future generations as the "King of My Will", was still on the barren mountains of Hangzhou, dreaming of becoming the number one thief in the mainland, the first princess of Reyns, Lia, was publishing a new poem under Jixia, and the mysterious military advisor Gengoro, who later served under them, roamed alone in Wulian and was doing a study trip......

In a place they didn't know, in the Longteng Mountains in the north-central part of the continent, a little-known journey unfolded silently......

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