At night, the snow in the wind has flown like goose feathers, mixed with the cold wind to cover the prosperity of the city and the lights of thousands of homes.

"Bell...... Bell ......"

And in a remote location just north of the city, a blacksmith shop was still burning with a reddish charcoal fire.

The blacksmith shop is not big, and there is a small courtyard behind the front shop, which can accommodate more than a dozen people.

Inside, a young man was beating the red-hot iron with his naked body, and the burning sweat was dried by the fire as soon as it seeped out of his pores, and under the fire was his immature face, which seemed to be no more than two decades.

In the repeated tempering of the youth, the iron slowly thinned, and then folded and beaten again, and when the temperature was cold, it was put into the carbon fire and then burned red and taken out again, and so on many times, and the iron was also tempered many times.

"Nourishing ......"

In the end, I saw the young man suddenly put the formed piece of iron into the water melted by the snow, and instantly a piercing sound sounded, followed by a large amount of white gas.

"It's a pity that with my current skills, I can't reach the level of refinement. ”

I saw that he raised his slightly delicate face, and his hand had already pulled out the artifact in the water, and suddenly a dark light flashed from the artifact, it was actually a sword, a sword embryo.

The young man looked at the pitch-black sword body, and then with some interest, he casually inserted his sword embryo, which took five or six days to hammer and forge, into the frame next to him.

The snowstorm, the fire, the lonely man, all of these seem to tell a different story from this world.

......

This city is called Baoding City, it is the same as many cities in this world, but the wall road, but the bricks, but the difference is that there is a manor in this city, its name is Li Yuan, or now, it should be called Xingyunzhuang.

And its former owner is the most prestigious knife today, a flying knife, Xiao Li Flying Knife, in this way, this city is different in the eyes of Liu Baiyi.

The young man, or Liu Baiyi, slowly looked out of the door, looking at the most prosperous direction of Baoding City through the night, and Xingyunzhuang was there.

"It's been almost twenty years. ”

He muttered to himself, yes, it's been almost twenty years since he came into this world.

Liu Baiyi, a name very similar to the ancients, but he is just an ordinary person, his parents named Baiyi is taken from the meaning of Baiyi Qingxiang, which means that he can have a bright future, but unfortunately when he was in college, he was obsessed with ancient books and wanted to find the so-called cultivation method in the legend, and finally not only ended up with a wasted study, but also scattered the family wealth, causing the elderly parents to be disappointed to the end of depression, and the most regretful jumped from Mount Tai.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that after he jumped, not only did he not break his bones, but came to another world, and when he woke up, he found that he was the size of a full moon baby, and he became smaller, as if God wanted him to live another life.

If he hadn't been picked up by an old blacksmith, he would have been starved to death, frozen, or taken by wild dogs.

In the first two years, the old blacksmith stayed up for more than ten years and dragged him away.

And now, this world is rivers and lakes.

What are the rivers and lakes? Liu Baiyi couldn't understand, but he used to yearn for it, but now, he didn't want to understand, and he didn't yearn for it anymore, just because he had seen too much.

He saw someone draw his sword and kill someone without even saying a word, and someone didn't even have to say a word, and was pierced through the throat with a sword without even saying a word, and blood gushed like a spring.

He saw that when the lights were extinguished at night, some wild dogs were holding white severed hands, and some were holding dead heads, and if he looked closely, he would find that the eyes of those wild dogs were already red as blood, because they did not know how much human flesh they had eaten.

No one cares, because the blood-stained stone bricks have been washed clean after dawn, and many people may not know that a corpse has fallen here, and that blood stains the ground red.

And just a while ago, even Liu Baiyi, who was in the blacksmith shop all day long, heard a boiling rumor that the plum blossom thief who had disappeared for many years had reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

He slowly withdrew his gaze, and unfolded his hands under the light of the fading fire, but the back of the hand and the palm of the hand were not like the same hand, but the back of the hand was smooth and white, but the palm of the hand was full of wounds, both old and new, which he had accumulated over the years, and at the junction of the five fingers and the palm, both hands were thick calluses.

He began to learn how to control the furnace fire with the old blacksmith at the age of twelve, and held a hammer at the age of fifteen, but even if the old blacksmith had beaten the iron all his life, it was not as thick as the cocoon in his hand.

Because no one knew, even the old blacksmith who adopted him didn't know, these hands had been secretly practicing swords day and night since Liu Baiyi heard in the blacksmith shop that the number one in the world was the old man of Tianji.

He doesn't know swordsmanship, he can only stab, because he knows that in the future, there will be a person who will be called a sword saint because he draws his sword tens of thousands of times a day, and it won't be long before a person who draws his sword tens of thousands of times will be called a flying swordsman.

In this world, you don't need to have strong internal strength, how high your martial arts, you just need to be faster than your opponent, or let your opponent die first, the only thing you have to do is to live.

It's just that now even Liu Baiyi doesn't know how fast his sword is, now he can stab 45,000 swords a day with his left hand, and 52,000 swords a day with his right hand, he really doesn't know how fast his sword is, just because he has never killed anyone.

But he had killed dogs, almost more vicious than wolves, and he had killed more than thirty of them that night, because he had seen the wild dogs biting at a corpse, the corpse of a little girl who was not more than five or six years old.

He only remembered the non-stop stabbing that night, and he only stabbed in three places, the center of the eyebrow, the throat, and the heart.

It was as cold as it is now, and the blood splashed on his face felt a little burning, and he had subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth, it was very fishy, and he didn't know if it was because those dogs had eaten human flesh, the smell made him sick.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Liu Baiyi looked at his hands and muttered to himself.

He had looked forward to it, when he learned that there was Xiao Li Feidao in this world, he was also afraid, when he saw those swordsmen and swordsmen lying on the streets, and now he has no expectations, no fear, and there seems to be only peace.

He likes swords, when a blacksmith can only cast swords, you can know how much he likes swords, Liu Baiyi looked at those sword embryos, his expression was a little silent, since the old blacksmith died, no one has opened the blade for them.

"Poof!"

He stood still for a long time, until the last flame was extinguished, and then closed the door of the blacksmith's shop.

Early morning.

The warm sun that gradually rises in the sky not only banishes the night, but also dispels the cold.

Baoding City ushered in a new day, noisy streets, full of people, cars and horses come and go, hawkers are endless.

It wasn't until three poles in the morning that the blacksmith shop in Liu Baiyi opened its door.

The originally warm sunlight made Liu Baiyi feel a little scorching, and in comparison, he preferred the night, or the night.

The vendors around the blacksmith shop were also accustomed to it, and they knew the quirks of this young man, who always woke up at three o'clock in the morning, and since the old blacksmith died, he only sold sword embryos, and even the prices were strangely expensive.

Liu Baiyi lit the fire as usual, and his technique was very skillful, but after a while, he saw that a cluster of flames was getting bigger and bigger.

"Bell...... Bell ......"

The sound of regular tempering suddenly joined the noise of the market.

"How do you sell this sword?"

It was almost noon when a voice suddenly sounded from the blacksmith's shop, calm and indifferent.

Liu Baiyi woke up from the tempering of his fascination, and then turned his head to look at the man in some surprise, it was a young man about the same age as him, his face was very indifferent, his lips were slightly thin, his eyebrows were thick, and his eyes were big, giving people a kind of stubbornness, like a lone wolf.

And in his hand, he was holding a sword, which was a piece of iron more than three feet long, with no blade, no jaw or even a handle, and only two pieces of cork nailed to one end were considered the hilt.

"If you buy it, ten taels of silver. ”

Liu Baiyi looked at the man's hand holding the sword, which was very steady.

"Oh?

When the young man heard this, his eyes showed a strange color.

"When ordinary people ask for a price, they ask about the sword embryo, but when you ask for the price, they ask about the sword. ”

Liu Baiyi wiped the sweat from his face.

"The goods are sold by those who are destined, those who know this sword do not take a penny, and those who do not know this sword do not sell their daughters. ”

And the man's eyes shrank inexplicably at the moment when Liu Baiyi raised his hand, and he looked at Liu Baiyi's palm.

"Then why do you charge me ten taels?"

The young man seemed to think Liu Baiyi's words were very interesting.

"Ten taels is my food money, this room of swords, but I haven't sold a single one, if I don't collect some money, I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death." ”

Liu Baiyi's tone was a little natural.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared in his eyes.

He walked along the swing until he came to the end, standing in front of the sword embryo that Liu Baiyi had just forged last night, his right hand twitched, his left index finger flicked the sword body, and then stroked it.

"Good sword. ”

There was a twinkle in his eyes.

"It's a pity, though. ”

Then it was regrettably inserted back into the swing frame.

"It's a pity?"

Liu Baiyi had some doubts in his eyes.

"It's a pity that I made a good friend a few days ago, and unfortunately I invited him to drink again, so I'm penniless now. ”

The young man was very tall, like the body of a sword.

"Are you there at night?"

He asked as he turned to walk to the door.

"Before the third watch. ”

Liu Baiyi said as he took out the piece of iron that was burning red again.

"Bell...... Bell ......"

The vanishing hammering sound rang out again.