The moon is dark and the wind is high, a huge manor suddenly ignited a raging fire, and two tall figures appeared at the gate of the manor, these two people are the same dress, black clothes and black cloaks, wearing white grimace masks, the only difference is that one person's black cloak is embroidered with a flamboyant blood-colored long knife, and the other person's black cloak is embroidered with a blood-colored whip like a dragon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The man with the blood-colored knife in his cloak carried a long knife behind him, and a boy of four or five years old was caught under his right armpit, the boy had tears in his eyes, but he did not cry, and the raging flames reflected in his big watery eyes, which was indescribably strange.

"Kaiyang, aren't you afraid of raising tigers?" The man with the blood-colored whip on his cloak glanced at the boy and said suddenly.

"Is Tianxuan only so daring?" the voice of the black-clothed man known as Kaiyang was full of arrogance and domineering, "This kid is a sword wizard, and he will definitely inherit my mantle in the future!"

"Hmph, I hope you don't die at the hands of this kid!" The man in black called Tianxuan snorted coldly, and his body moved, and he disappeared into the night.

Kaiyang saw Tianxuan disappear into the darkness, slowly took off the grimace mask, revealing an angular face, this face was full of arrogance, he glanced at the boy under his armpits, and said arrogantly: "Boy, you must remember, my name is Sword Demon, I will destroy you all over the door!" I will teach you martial arts, your heart must be full of hatred, only hatred will make you strong, will you be able to kill me!"

The boy looked at the sword demon with teary eyes, his eyes were full of doubts, at the age of four or five, where would he understand what hatred is.

The Sword Demon laughed at himself and muttered, "You don't understand what hate is now, I'll let you understand!"

The Knife Demon took the boy on the road, and along the way, the Knife Demon continued to instill various theories.

He said that there are countless knife techniques in the world, but there is no recognized first knife method!

He said, my sword cutting method is known as slashing the cang, and it is not the first knife method after all!

He said, what is the first knife method, the knife is to break the soul, it can be called the first knife method!

He said, everything in the world, after all, can not escape the knife of time, I made a strange knife with strange stones outside the sky, sharpening iron like clay, I call it years.

He said that the years make people soulful, and the soul is broken. From now on, your name will be one knife, and the years will be broken and your soul will be one knife!

The boy took the long white knife, and saw that the long knife had no handle, about three feet long, snow-white, two inches wide, resembling a long sword, and there was a black stripe at the four inches on the handle separating the handle from the blade, and the blade had no obvious blade, only an arc about two inches long at the tip of the knife.

"Returning to the same knife?" the boy muttered, his little face full of confusion, "The soul of the years?"

"From today onwards, swing the knife a thousand times a day!" the sword demon said coldly.

The two walked all the way, the boy kept swinging the knife every day, and there were blood blisters grinding out on his little hands, and he didn't cry, just silently waved the knife.

Finally, the two came to a small mountain village, it was an abandoned small mountain village, the people in the village had already left because of the war, the boy had not yet entered the small mountain village, he saw the cherry blossoms all over the mountain, under a cherry blossom tree, a little girl in a blue shirt sat cross-legged, her hands gently plucked on a guqin, and a pleasant sound of the piano floated in the mountain village.

"Uncle Sword Demon. Seeing the two of them, the little girl stood up with a happy face, came to the sword demon and shouted, "You're finally back!"

"Hehe, I'm back. The sword demon gently agreed, without the slightest arrogance, pointed to the boy beside him, and said to the girl: "This is Guiyi Dao, and he will live with us from now on." ”

"Guiyidao?" The little girl turned her head to look at Guiyidao, and a smile spread across her face, "My name is Ruoshui." ”

"Wakasui"

......

In a small inn, Murong Xiaoshuang gently wiped Yi Tianfeng's cheeks, Yi Tianfeng kept muttering something in his mouth, but unfortunately his voice was too blurry, and Murong Xiaoshuang couldn't hear what he said. This is the third day after the attack, that day Murong Xiaoshuang saw that Yi Tianfeng and Luo Feiyu were unconscious, she spent some effort to wake up Luo Feiyu, Luo Feiyu was seriously injured, but he was able to walk around on his own, only Yi Tianfeng, who was unconscious for three days.

Murong Xiaoshuang and Luo Feiyu took the unconscious Yi Tianfeng and stayed in an inn in a small town, Luo Feiyu waited for Yi Tianfeng to wake up while recuperating from his injuries.

Murong Xiaoshuang looked at Yi Tianfeng blankly, the scene of that day appeared in front of her again, that pair of red and demonic eyes, exuding a violent body, it would be terrifying to think about it now.

"Little junior sister, hasn't Brother Yi woken up yet?" Luo Feiyu pushed open the door and walked in, "We've been staying here for three days, and those people from the Three Temples are probably about to find here, so it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time." ”

"Fourth Senior Brother, if we stay here for three days, can we still catch up with Senior Brother?" Murong Xiaoshuang frowned slightly and asked slowly.

"I don't know, but if we turn back to Yangzhou, we should be able to avoid the interception of the Three Temples. Luo Feiyu shook his head, after being attacked that day, Luo Feiyu was worried that he would be caught up by the people of the Three Temples, so he deliberately changed his direction and went to Yangzhou, so that although he temporarily got rid of the pursuit of the Three Temples, it was not a long-term solution, and the people of the Three Temples would find out something suspicious sooner or later.

"Ruoshui...... Ruoshui ......" Before Murong Xiaoshuang could answer, she heard a faint voice in the room, and the two of them were overjoyed and looked at the bed together. I saw Yi Tianfeng on the bed with his eyes closed, his lips moving, and he kept chanting the word 'Ruoshui'.

"Brother Yi?" Murong Xiaoshuang shouted softly, since the attack that day, Murong Xiaoshuang has obviously become closer to Yi Tianfeng, and his title has also changed from Gongzi Yi to Big Brother Yi.

Yi Tianfeng slowly opened his eyes, there was a soft face in front of him, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, he sat up abruptly and shouted excitedly: "Ruoshui!"

The shout used all his strength, causing him to cough.

"Ruoshui?" Murong Xiaoshuang and Luo Feiyu glanced at each other and said softly, "Brother Yi, I'm Murong Xiaoshuang." ”

Yi Tianfeng, who was coughing, was stunned, with a thick sadness in his eyes, and slowly lay down on the bed, slightly closing his eyes and silently lucking his true qi, only to find that the muscles and veins in his body were empty, knowing that it was because of the sequelae after going crazy, he didn't care too much, and opened his eyes again.

"Brother Yi, thank you. Seeing that Yi Tianfeng opened his eyes, Luo Feiyu hurriedly bowed down and thanked him.

Yi Tianfeng waved his hand, just such an action caused pain all over his body, but he didn't show it, and said, "How many days have I been in a coma?"

"Three days. Murong Xiaoshuang said.

"Let's go. Yi Tianfeng said lightly.

"Huh?"

"Let's go. Seeing that the two didn't understand the meaning, Yi Tianfeng explained, "Dangerous." ”

"But you ......"

"It doesn't matter. Yi Tianfeng waved his hand indifferently, and was about to get out of bed when he supported his body, "Qin!"

Luo Feiyu hurriedly handed over the piano on the table, Yi Tianfeng took the piano and carried it to his back, but was stopped by Murong Xiaoshuang.

"Brother Yi is injured, so I'll carry it. Murong Xiaoshuang said with concern.

"It doesn't matter. Yi Tianfeng shook his head, laboriously put the piano behind him, and walked two steps before he trembled, this madness not only temporarily lost his strength, but also injured his muscles and veins, and every slight movement would cause severe pain. It stands to reason that he should recuperate more, but now the form does not allow it, that is, he can still insist on walking two steps, and if he changes to someone else, he will already be in a coma in pain.

"I'll help you. Luo Feiyu also knew that time was pressing, and seeing that Yi Tianfeng insisted, he was no longer hypocritical, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Yi Tianfeng.

Yi Tianfeng was stunned, nodded slightly, and the three of them left the inn after cleaning up, all the way to Yangzhou.