My name is Leng Qingsong.

The son of the former crown prince of the Tang Dynasty.

A beggar in Maple Leaf City.

Now on the small mountain peak of the Qingyun Sect, an ordinary sword cultivator.

If you want to let yourself say when you are the happiest.

He would answer without thinking: "The time when I was a beggar in Maple Leaf City was the happiest time for me. ”

I am only three years old, but my mind has long matured, and I have seen too many people give their lives to protect themselves.

He grew up in the palace and was born with a noble status.

Unfortunately, under the conceit of his own father, who had desperate hopes for the throne, he launched a so-called coup d'état.

As a result, it was also expected that his father seemed to be a child in front of the emperor.

The father was slaughtered in the streets of the Imperial City, and he did not even see the gates of the Imperial Palace.

The only thing that is not too stupid is to leave a way out for himself and his mother, and let the dead soldiers around him leave the imperial city with his mother and himself as soon as possible.

It was also along the way that I saw too many people who wanted to kill or protect themselves.

They died alternately on the road, and the shouts of killing still ringed faintly in their ears to this day.

In order to escape the pursuit, his group could only go out at night, and he was also required not to leave the carriage, and not even to open the curtains.

When I left, the weather was still hot, and it was a hot summer, and I don't know why it was so fast, but it was snowing heavily and the wind was biting.

In the darkness, the young self did not know when this escape would end.

Until there were fewer and fewer people around him, until the queen mother died in front of him.

Until in the wind and snow, he sat there and watched the woman in front of him die in front of him.

It was one of the few people who made himself feel a little warm in the Emperor's House.

Her appearance was blurred, but the gentleness of her words and the eyes that looked at her with an eternal smile.

It is the hope that supports himself to survive during this time.

When he saw her die in front of him, until his hopes were shattered, he didn't want to live anymore.

It's very boring, and it's really too hard for me to live.

The world is full of malice towards you, so there is no need for you to stay in this world.

The carriage shattered, the body of the queen disappeared, and she rolled down the snow, looking at the long knife that was approaching her.

Men in black like ghosts, holding long knives with blood, approached them like demons in hell.

I have closed my eyes as if I was fate, and secretly swore in my heart that I would not be a human being in the next life, and it would not be good at all to be a human being.

A huge air explosion suddenly sounded, and the expected long knife did not fall on his body.

When Leng Qingsong opened his eyes and wanted to check, a hand suddenly covered his eyes, and the voice that pulled him out of hell sounded: "This scene, it's better not to look at it!" ”

The voice was gentle and domineering, like a command and a comfort.

Between the gaps in his fingers, he could vaguely see a shabby linen cloth, and the tenderness hidden under those indifferent eyes.

He was taken to a ruined temple, in a bonfire, and he saw the face.

is about the same age as himself, but his face is full of casual ease and indifference.

It seems that the vicissitudes of life have long been seen through the abnormal disobedience of that little person.

"Oh, let's eat, cry if you want to, there's no one else here except me!" A roasted, somewhat charred sweet potato was handed to him.

Under the immature voice of the child in shabby clothes on the other side, he couldn't help but pick up the sweet potato that he wouldn't normally look at.

Cry?

I don't cry from birth.

Even because he couldn't cry, the person in the imperial city who once thought he was a disaster star, and the person named Father even opened his mouth to insult him more than once.

I don't cry and I don't bother to cry.

Although he is only three years old, crying means cowardice!

Obviously told himself that he wouldn't cry, but in that ruined temple, he hugged the roasted charred sweet potato, and cried loudly while eating it.

This sweet potato is so unpalatable!

I've been crying for too long!

I don't even know why I'm crying, crying about my misery, or crying for the queen mother who died in front of me.

But it was also after that day that I felt like I had grown up.

It was also from that day that the endless pursuit behind him seemed to disappear.

He also changed from the emperor's grandson to an orphan in Maple Leaf City.

Wandering around Maple Leaf City all day long behind that little person, mingling in the lower ninth-rate where he used to not even be able to even look at it.

As long as it is a way to keep the two of them alive, the child in front of him who is a head taller than himself will do it.

Sometimes someone would beat him out in embarrassment, but the man always smiled and pulled himself away.

I also wonder why this person has such a high skill, why didn't he just kill the adults behind him.

This person told himself seriously: "We are just stealing from other people, and it is normal to be chased by others." ”

This person will also take himself to the fields outside the city in the middle of summer to steal sweet potatoes to eat.

Pulled it out of the soil, hurriedly wiped the muddy water on it with his hands, and stuffed it into his mouth, crisp and with a hint of sweetness, mixed with the smell of earth, and he ate it with relish.

After eating in the field, his stomach was propped up, and he would take himself to lie in the sweet potato and watch the starry sky at night.

"You kid will be developed in the future, but you have to think about labor!"

I have heard this joke countless times, and I have promised it countless times.

Looking at the starry sky, the slightly undulating snoring next to it alternates with the sound of insects chirping in the fields.

I've never slept so peacefully against that person.

The other party was just joking, but he wrote it down seriously in his heart.

is only a head taller than himself, but he is like a mountain in front of him, blocking all the wind, frost, snow and rain for himself.

Feel a sense of security that you have never felt before.

It was at that time that I made up my mind that one day I would become the same person as the person in front of me.

Or become the sharpest sword in this man's hand!

Leng Qingsong came back to his senses, and the figure of the person he was a child coincided with Ouyang in front of him.

There was a smile on his face that had been cold, and he looked at Ouyang and said softly:

"It doesn't matter if I'm the reincarnation of Li Taibai or not, I've always been the sharpest sword in my brother's hands! Please believe in this sword, even if it is a calculation, please tell where this sword should be swung! ”