In the cold winter season, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the earth covered with a thick layer of snow is vast. This is the boundary of Jingzhou, and in the woods not far from the official road, there is a trace of red light of a bonfire, which looks a little strange in this snowy night.

Beside the bonfire, sat a thin young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, his eyes were clear, his face was like a crown of jade, although he was wearing an ordinary green shirt, it was difficult to hide the otherworldly bearing on his body. The black cloth on the boy's feet was covered with mud, and the edges of the shoes had been torn in several places, and it was evident that he had braved the cold to make a long way.

The young man gently rubbed the black jade plate on his chest, his eyes were full of tears, and he called softly, "Daddy, mother". Gradually, the young man pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, frowned, and his black eyes flashed with endless hatred and anger, so that his originally extremely delicate face was also terrifying at the moment.

Suddenly, the young man stood up, waved his palm and hit a big tree with thick legs next to him, shouting: "Daddy, mother, Yun'er must avenge you!"

The snow on the tree was shaken and fell, spilling the boy's head and body, but the tree was not hurt in the slightest, not even a piece of bark fell.

The boy looked at his palms, his face was full of pain, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the snow and howled in pain.

At this moment, a dark figure came from a distance, and after only a few ups and downs, this person came behind the young man. The man who came was nearly forty years old, dressed as a scholar, looking weak, but his complexion was very ruddy, although it was a cold winter and snowy night, he was holding a pitch-black folding fan, which looked extremely strange.

The scholar looked at the movement around him, and then stepped forward to help the young man up, and he said softly: "Yun'er, do you miss your father and mother again?"

The young man did not answer, nor did he look back, but asked, "Second uncle, you say, can I avenge my father and mother?"

"Hey, hey......" The scholar seemed to smile bitterly and sneered, and after a while, he said: "It's not easy to take revenge, as long as you learn from me......"

"No, I don't want to learn from you!" Before the scholar finished speaking, the young man said categorically.

"You ......" The scholar was furious, he took a deep breath, and snorted coldly: "Then you still learn from your master?"

"I, I'm going to defend myself. The boy squeaked.

The scholar took a sip and said contemptuously: "With your few tricks, can you avenge your father and mother?"

The young man turned around, grabbed the black jade plate on his chest tightly with his hand, and muttered, "I...... I have Biluofu......"

"Hahahaha......" The scholar couldn't help but laugh at the sky.

The young man's face flushed, he took a step forward, and said hurriedly: "Second uncle, what are you laughing at?"

The scholar stopped laughing and said coldly: "I laugh at your whimsy! For so many years, your father and mother have not been able to understand the mystery of this token, and they have even lost their lives for it; Soul Chaser is a famous martial arts master, and holding this token is only an ordinary object; I have been with your master and uncle for three years, day and night, but we have not been able to see the slightest clue. It's up to you, and you also want to find clues about Bi Luofu?"

The young man opened his mouth and was speechless, he sighed lightly and said, "Even so, I won't learn those poisonous kung fu from you. ”

The scholar also lost the aggressive momentum he had just now, he turned around and walked a few steps, and said, "You sleep, you have to hurry tomorrow." After saying a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the woods.

The young man looked at the direction in which the scholar had left, and then slowly walked to the bonfire and sat down, holding the jade plaque in his hand and slowly falling asleep.

Just because it was the memorial day of Shangguan Ping and his wife after a while, Shangguan Yun rushed to Yingzhou with his uncle Yang Yizhi, wanting to burn some incense wax paper candles under the wooden tower to pay tribute to his deceased father and mother. Tianmen Mountain is a long way from Yingzhou, and in the cold winter season, it is needless to say that the road is hard.

As soon as it was dawn on the second day, Shangguan Yun and Yang Yizhi packed up their outfits and headed north, and the unhappiness of the two of them last night seemed to have dissipated with that night. Yang Yizhi talked about the historical allusions of Guan Yun's carelessness in Jingzhou and Zhao Zilong's riding the Savior alone, Shangguan Yun listened to it with relish, and asked this and that from time to time, and even the fatigue of the long journey was gone.

Shangguan Yun and Yang Yizhi were talking lively, and they saw a ride on the opposite road, and immediately the person beat the leather whip in his left hand to the ground, and the jujube red horse had white mist spraying from its nose. The man saw that there were two people blocking the road, and his speed did not decrease by half a point, and he soon arrived in front of Shangguan Yun and Yang Yizhi.

Seeing this, the two of them hurriedly dodged to the side of the road, but the road was already narrow, and there was a lot of snow on both sides, Shangguan Yun couldn't help but retreat more slowly, and he was covered by the slush raised by the horse's hooves, but fortunately he was not injured.

The poisonous scholar is still a little famous in the rivers and lakes, Yang Yizhi would not be bullied like this, he was angry, turned around and chased a few steps, stretched out his hand and pulled the horsetail, and kicked his two heels on the snow.

The red horse was running at great speed, and was caught by the horse's tail, and when he saw it neighing and the man stood up, he threw the man on the horse's back to the ground with a click, but the horse stood still.

The man who fell down was only in his twenties, and he was in the prime of his youth, and he couldn't allow others to play tricks on him like this? He didn't care about the slush on his body, he jumped up from the ground, and raised his horsewhip to attack.

Yang Yizhi let go of the ponytail, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward, opened his eyes angrily, and shouted: "Do you still dare to hit someone?"

Only then did the man realize that it was Yang Yizhi who pulled the horse to a halt with his bare hands, knowing that his martial arts were not weak, and the whip he raised was also frozen in mid-air. He put the whip behind his back, stopped the thought of beating people, and shouted softly to the red horse: "Useless beast." He arched his hand to Yang Yizhi again, and said without humility or arrogance: "Brother Tai, don't misunderstand, I thought that this beast had lost his hoof, where did I know that Brother Tai actually had such a divine power, no wonder." I don't know what my brother wants to stop him?"

Yang Yizhi pointed at Shangguan Yun and said angrily: "You have stained my nephew's body and face, do you want to leave?"

The man pointed and looked, and sure enough, Shangguan Yun was standing on the side of the road in embarrassment, his face was covered with slush, and he smiled and said: "Jiang Tianhao was sent in Xiajincheng, just because he wanted to send a hero post to the martial arts heroes in the Jinghu area, so he was in a hurry, and I asked the two of you to bear with me if I offended." When he said the three words Jincheng faction, he deliberately said it heavily, and his words seemed polite, but he was reminding Yang Yizhi.

The Jincheng faction in the Great Song Dynasty Kyoto Bianliang opened the mountain faction, ranked first in today's righteous path, its head Jin Wancheng sword palm double, not only martial arts are strong, the mind is unparalleled, the people of the rivers and lakes are called Sai Zhuge . Although the three heroes of Jincheng under the door are young, they have already made a lot of fame in the rivers and lakes, and the rest of the disciples are also good players.