Melancholy is an instinct given by God to those who have experienced the story!

Don't question or speculate about their past, if they don't say it you will never be able to imagine it, if they say it you will be even more unbelievable!

Dressed ordinarily, speaking ordinarily, and looking ordinary, except for a pair of divine fists, this young man fell into the crowd, and I believe that not many people can notice him.

However, at this moment, the melancholy young man looking at the sky makes people think about it, and his eyes are empty and seem to encompass the universe, what has he experienced?

The boy looked up and stared, but did not make a sound for a long time.

Ye Ransom stepped forward and said: "The past is too heavy, and the young man doesn't have to be too persistent!"

The young man smiled and said: "People can let go of some things in this life, but there are always some things that cannot be put down, maybe they can only hold on forever." ”

Ye Ransom said: "That's right, if you live, you will have faith!"

The boy smiled and said, "Do you know where I'm from?"

Ye Zhiwei shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

The young man said, "Kunlun." ”

As soon as the word Kunlun came out, Ye Ransom immediately showed a look of horror, maybe not only Ye Rancher would be surprised if anyone changed it, because the paradise that looks like a fairyland and hell, the Kunlun that everyone yearns for and is timid.

After a long time, Ye Rancher said slowly: "The young man is actually from Kunlun. ”

The young man did not feel the slightest strangeness in the slightest meaning of the two words, and he also knew the meaning of Kunlun in the minds of the world.

The boy turned and continued to look up at the sky, his eyes open but as if he were asleep, he was laughing, only those who are melancholy in their dreams laugh!

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and Ye Ransom also quietly listened to the young man's dream-like story.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, the cold is pressing, thousands of miles of ice, there is no trace of it, and the goose feather snow is falling on the earth, covering it over and over again!

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, ha-ha" If it weren't for this voice, no one would believe that there were still people here, and what was even more surprising was that there was a hint of childishness in the voice, and the ice and snow were even more distressing!

"Punch fast, accurate, ruthless, if you can't kill the enemy on the opposite side then it's you who die, they have a big sword in their hands, you don't have it, you don't have anything, you only have a pair of iron fists, only by training your fists like King Kong can you resist the sword, do you remember?" a deep and powerful voice sounded.

There was a rebuke and encouragement in the words! There was a hint of murderous aura.

When he got closer, it was not surprising that a ten-year-old boy was waving his fists left and right in the ice and snow, and the snow was already up to his knees, and he still had no intention of stopping.

A majestic middle-aged man stood in front of the boy, staring intently at the boy waving his fist, he kept shaking his head as if he was extremely dissatisfied.

After a long time, the middle-aged man said, "It's almost, let's rest for a while!"

At this time, a woman came over with a mink, gently draped it for the boy, looking at the boy's pair of frozen red fists, the woman's eyes seemed to be filled with tears, tears of love, tears of distress, she has been watching from afar and why not stop?

The woman asked with concern, "Child, does your hand hurt?"

The boy looked at the woman, his little eyes were bright and bright, and he said, "Mother, the child doesn't hurt!"

Looking at the sensible child, the mother's tears flowed out even more unscrupulously, and she hugged the boy in her arms and said: "Yun'er is a mother, I'm sorry for you, I shouldn't have given you birth in this impersonal place." ”

This is a middle-aged man who walked over and said: "Yun'er, it is your misfortune to be born here, and it is also the misfortune of me and my mother, but since misfortune has come, we can only accept and change." ”

The man turned to look at the cold sky and said: "I'm different from you, I only followed my father to Kunlun when I was ten years old, I've seen the world of flowers outside, I've seen boys like me outside, they sit in the school hall and smile and read it! I also want to be like them, I don't want to practice, but"

The man stopped talking, as if he didn't want to tell what had happened to him.

The boy seemed a little curious, and walked up to him and asked, "Father, why don't we leave here in that case?"

The man said: "Fleeing from the mountains and rivers that raised us because of the circumstances of life is the act of the weak, and the strong will choose to change this environment to benefit more people." ”

The boy said sonorously: "I want to be strong, I want to be strong." ”

The man lowered his head and stroked the boy's little head, and said proudly: "Yun'er, Dad is really ashamed of himself at your age!"

Looking at it, the back of the father and son smiled with relief, in this ice and snow, accompanying the two most important men in her life is enough for a woman!

It was getting dark, and the woman stepped forward and said, "It's not early, let's go home!"

The man turned around and smiled and said, "It won't be long before we will be homeless." ”

The woman said, "Don't say anything in front of Yun'er. ”

The man smiled and said: "A ten-year-old man, there are some things he should know and comprehend, and at this age he doesn't know what he should know, and he doesn't comprehend what he should understand, and he will be a waste when he grows up." ”

The woman said: "Now that there is only one of the seven veins of the Boxing Sect, we are left, but the Sword Sect is growing stronger and stronger, is it really the destruction of our Boxing Sect?"

The man looked at the sky and said: "I don't believe that the iron fist can't beat the steel knife, in the early years, the sword sect came to Kunlun to defect, and the ancestor of my fist sect gladly accepted it, but I didn't expect it to lead the wolf into the room." ”

The man lowered his head again and said to the boy, "Child, from today onwards, your surname is Feiyun and your name is Buddha." ”

The boy asked suspiciously, "Why is it Feiyun Buddha killing?"

The man said: "Buddha killing is the highest level of boxing! It is also the highest belief in Kunlun Boxing Sect, and one day you will naturally understand it." Remember, if your mother and I suddenly leave you one day, don't stay in Kunlun to survive well, save the people who should be saved, and punish the people who should be punished!"

The boy seemed to want to open his mouth to ask something, but looking at his father's high eyes and deep sad eyes, he took back the words that came to his mouth, and quietly accompanied his father to look at the horizon.

At the top of the iceberg, the sunset is beautiful, but it can't escape the bleak coldness.

Melancholy people, even if they look up, can't get rid of their troubles, love and hate.

The woman and the man looked at each other, their eyes were full of anxiety and melancholy, but at the moment they looked at each other, everything disappeared, and today they talked a lot between themselves, and they also said a lot to their children, and some things that should not be said, maybe they had expected something?

In the direction of the setting sun, they walked towards the tribe at the foot of the snow-capped mountain.

Nights, cold winds, heavy snowfall, and the hustle and bustle of fires.

The sound of jingo, the shouts of killing, the crying, and the merciless butcher's knife.

It was no longer clear what the tribe looked like, only the light of knives, fire, and blood spread unscrupulously on the snow, but the people wielding butcher knives had not stopped.

Gradually, Jin Ge's voice weakened, the shouting of killing weakened, and the crying became weaker, and the middle-aged man, woman, and the ten-year-old boy were surrounded by a group of big men with long knives in their hands.

The middle-aged man asked, "What do you really want to do?"

A bearded man with a tiger head and a big knife stood up, and said with a wicked smile: "Don't you know what we want to do?"

The middle-aged man said: "Back then, your Sword Sect was exiled here, and the Fist Sect gladly accepted you and treated you like relatives and friends, I really can't imagine why you will take revenge? Or was it a conspiracy for you to come here in the first place?"

He said, "Why do people who are about to die know so much? ”

The middle-aged man said: "The seven veins of the fist sect are the wisdom and hard work of the ancestors, without my vein, your tricks will not succeed, and you will never get this vein, because it has been engraved on my heart." ”

Snatching the sky said angrily: "Then I'm going to dig out your heart today to take a look." ”

After that, a group of people brandished big knives and surrounded them, and the middle-aged man waved a pair of iron fists to support it, but in the end he couldn't defeat these ruthless big knives.

With a whoosh, the boy felt a sharp pain in his vest, and he fainted to the ground unconscious, and when the merciless big knife slashed at the boy again, the woman desperately protected the boy's body, and just like that, one, two, and three times

The middle-aged man also gradually fell, a family of three in a pool of blood, and the last vein of the Kunlun Fist Sect was annihilated in the merciless slaughter.

The subordinate stepped forward and said to the heavens: "Do you want to dig out his heart and see? If you can't make up the seven veins, it's in vain to have the first six veins!"

After that, Bao Tian stepped forward and cut out the middle-aged man's heart with the big knife in his hand.

Looking at the bloody heart, he said, "No, there is not a word on it." ”

These cruel murderers, ruthless murderers, the rivers and lakes are so unfair to the weak at this moment.

The subordinate said, "What should I do now?

Bao Tian smiled and said: "The generals will not be subject to the military orders outside, not to mention how do they know whether it is the seventh vein or the sixth vein?"

With that, he and his men glanced at each other, and then laughed and walked away.

Speaking of this, the young man seemed to be a little unable to speak, he clenched his fist and gurgled, his eyes were full of murderous aura, even this kind of look can make people die a thousand times.

Ye Ransom walked forward and said, "I'm very glad that you survived in the end!"

The boy said, "That's right! Feiyun Buddha survived, and if I didn't die, those who are alive will have to pay the price." ”

Ye Ransom said: "How have you come over in the past ten years?"

The boy said: "I lived with snow leopards and fed on heavy snow, and I survived like this for ten years. ”

Ye Ransom said: "Miracle, I thought I was already a miracle, but I didn't expect that there would be someone more miraculous than me!"

The young man smiled and said, "My life belongs to the Kunlun Fist Sect, and miracles are also the protection of the ancestors!"

Ye Zhiwei asked, "Why don't you stay in Kunlun?"

The young man said: "Now that the Sword Sect has infiltrated the Central Plains with the six veins of the Fist Sect to conduct a secret transaction, I can't ignore it!"

Ye Ransom said: "What you should think about is revenge, what does the six veins have to do with you?"

The young man said: "My name is Buddha Killing, and the Fist Sect is my life." ”

Ye Zhiwei asked, "When are you going to leave?"

The boy replied, "Tomorrow." ”

Ye ransomed evil and said, "I'm with you." ”

The young man looked at Ye Rancher and said, "No, you already have concerns." ”

Ye Rancher said: "If there are more important things to do, you are destined to abandon some worries, and people are destined to be sorry for some people in this life!"

After that, Ye Fuwei quietly looked at the street, the direction of the medicine shop, the promise of promise and love had begun to make him uneasy.

The young man looked at Ye Ransom and did not refuse, and he had no right to stop others.

The end of the world is cold, and it is not a good thing to have people on the same road!