Mr. Luo Qiu knows Mr. for five years, but Mr. knows that Luo Qiu has been in the academy for 12 years, Luo Qiu has been chopping firewood in the academy for five years, and Mr. has also been teaching in the academy for 12 years.

Maybe that's providence.

The two were silent, parting soon, they were going to say something, but unfortunately neither of them was a person who could express it, and in an instant, Mr. moved, as fast as a shock, and pointed to Luo Qiu's heart.

When Luo Qiu was five years old, he passed on his cultivation path, the word "life" is the goal, which is a simple thing for ordinary people, but it is so difficult for Luo Qiu, especially when the first snow falls every winter, the pain caused by the cold is enough to make a five-year-old child lose the courage to live.

He thought that Luo Qiu would be able to stand up, but in the end, he failed.

He passed on the scroll of Luo Qiusheng, the book of immortality on the mountain, and violated the rules, however, he did not regret it.

It doesn't matter what is done on the mountain, but if you don't do unrighteous things on the mountain, and turn a blind eye, it is unrighteousness.

People on the mountain seldom come down the mountain, not because they can't, but because they don't want to, because there are so many sufferings in the world, if they go down the mountain, how can they not care.

However, rules are always rules, and even if they are immortal books, they cannot appear in the world.

One finger breaks through the air, mercilessly, one move opportunity, can't be stopped, the heart is ruined, and the cultivation is wasted.

Mr. is the elder brother on the mountain, and the mountain is a sacred place that does not belong to the world, so no one knows how tall Mr. is, just like the world never knows how high the mountain is.

This finger does not show the landscape, does not show traces, first fast, then fast, and then fast, there is no way to avoid it, it is unavoidable, it is unavoidable, it is impossible to avoid.

The rules on the mountain do not avoid trouble, so the senior brother on the mountain will not let Luo Qiu avoid it, although Luo Qiu is not a person on the mountain.

That's preaching.

To preach, teach, and solve doubts, the first thing is to preach, to preach the way of life, and to preach the way of life!

There was no fear on Luo Qiu's face, although the maturity that did not match his age sometimes seemed to be a good thing, but at this time, he needed to be calm.

A firewood knife appeared in Luo Qiu's hand, and it was silently chopped, just like what he had done every day for the past five years, simple and simple, and it was skillful and hair-provoking.

This is the first time the two have fought each other, five years ago, Mr. passed on the way of cultivation to Luo Qiu, and Luo Qiu also chopped firewood for the academy for five years, during this period, Mr. never pointed out once, and Luo Qiu never made a move.

So, Mr. didn't know how tall Luo Qiu was.

Luo Qiu is accustomed to his right hand, so if he swings his knife to the left, the line in front of his heart is the forbidden area.

Mr. is proud, and he never deviated half an inch when he made a move, because he knew that this was Luo Qiu's strongest line, but he was the senior brother on the mountain.

The collision of the knife and the finger, at the front line of the heart, the knife is broken, and the finger breaks the heart.

With a bang, Luo Qiu flew upside down several feet away, crashing through the wooden house, and a waterfall of red blood overflowed from his mouth.

Luo Qiu lost, but he also won.

The gentleman won, but he also lost.

The knife is broken, but it also means that the knife has touched the finger.

Mr. is proud and fair, he has never used the power beyond this world, and with the power of one finger, he can only abolish Luo Qiu's cultivation.

However, the power of this finger is definitely beyond the reach of people, because the person who shot it is the elder brother on the mountain.

However, the knife still touched the finger, and since it touched, it counteracted part of the power on the finger, breaking this critical limit, which means that the power of one finger is no longer enough to destroy the heart spring.

Luo Qiu is lucky, if Mr. shot off the slightest, he will never be able to touch this finger, the front line of his heart, this is his strongest line, in the past five years, more than a thousand days and nights, the number of waves, has been huge and a little terrifying.

Luo Qiu was injured, very serious, although the heart spring was not destroyed, but it was still deeply injured, the senior brother on the mountain was really high and immeasurable, and he pointed at random, and he was amazing.

The plain white clothes were stained with blood, Luo Qiu coughed violently, the blood kept overflowing from his mouth, and he couldn't cover it, and finally, a mouthful of blood spurted out and landed in front of him, dyeing the white snow red.

The gentleman left, facing the snow, step by step, towards the mountain, the night in the snow, the snow in the night, blinking to hide the shadow of parting.

Luo Qiu also left, and when he left, he said goodbye to the old man's grave, and the eight years of nurturing kindness remained forever at the bottom of the mountain with the tears that fell.

......

In the ninety-fourth year of the new calendar of the Chu Dynasty, the first snow, it fell overnight, and when the dawn broke, the snow also stopped, and a special team of horses going north continued to move forward, the reason why it is special is that there is a great figure in the Chu Dynasty.

Military advisor, Fan Xiaohan!

Twelve years ago, he was a legendary figure who broke the heavy army of the Wu Dynasty with the god of war.

Luo Qiu didn't know who the military advisor was, because the news under the mountain was so closed, and Mr. never talked about it, but Luo Qiu still went to the same horse team with the military advisor, and what was even more incredible was that no one in the horse team knew the military advisor.

This is a northbound caravan, pulling a large amount of spices and tea, and the leader is an enthusiastic middle-aged man, who picked up the military advisor and Luo Qiu.

The team leader's surname is Zhao, who is a member of the Zhao family in the imperial city, and has traveled between the north and the south all the year round, and there are countless people who have picked it up.

Because, in this barren mountain range, going on the road alone is no different from looking for death.

Zhao Se believes that when you are away from home, who doesn't have a difficult time, you can help if you can, after all, it's not a bad thing to have an extra friend.

Therefore, he picked up the military division first, and then picked up Luo Qiu.

And then so, the military advisor and Luo Qiu were assigned to a carriage, for the simple reason that they were both picked up.

The military advisor is about forty years old, dressed in a cyan shirt, with handsome eyebrows, a typical beautiful man, even if he is middle-aged, he still exudes a side-catching charm.

Of course, if the military advisor didn't have that bruise on his face.

The carriage moved forward, the barren mountains were covered with snow, covered in silver, shining with crystal light under the morning sun, a little dazzling, the two sat on a bag of goods, you ignore me, I ignore you.

"Little brother, what's your name" Finally, the military advisor couldn't help it and took the initiative to talk.

"Locho"

"Where's your father?" said the military advisor again.

"I don't know"

"Oh, where are you going?" the military advisor asked boredly.

"I don't know"

"Do you know who I am?" asked the Strategist, a little proud.

"I don't know"

"My name is Fan Xiaohan, do you have any impression?" the military advisor was a little shocked and said his name, hoping to get some comfort.

“......”

Seeing Luo Qiu's gaze like an idiot, the military advisor was very angry, and felt that his self-esteem was hurt, how could he not know, how could he not know, there were people in the Chu Dynasty who did not know him Fan Xiaohan, it must be an ignorant boy from a small place, well, it must be.

"Whoosh"

Suddenly, on the barren ridge in the distance, an arrow shadow swept in, shooting directly into the heart of the military division, forcing an arrow to his life, without warning, only to feel that the arrow was in front of him.

Luo Qiu didn't expect it, the guards of the caravan didn't expect it, and even the military division himself didn't expect that the unprovoked arrow would come through the sky, and the legend of the Chu Dynasty would be on the verge of death.

At the same time, the void shook, and a vague figure appeared, and the scimitar was instantaneous, reproducing the killing machine.

The arrow of the god of death and the knife of death appeared together, and the only target, the legend of the Chu Dynasty, the military advisor Fan Xiaohan.

Barren mountains and mountains, knives and arrows in the snow, came silently, wanting to destroy the foundation of the Chu Dynasty.

Everyone in the world knows that the military god is good at martial arts, and the military advisor is good at strategy, but, to a certain extent, it is also ambiguous that the military division's force is not its strength.

It stands to reason that with the wisdom of the military advisor, he would never let himself be in such a dangerous situation, but the truth is true.

However, the military advisor is a military advisor after all, and his body subconsciously leans back to avoid the killing machine that is forcing his life.

"Sting"

The body of the arrow grazed the clothes on his chest, bringing a splash of blood, and although he escaped the fatal killing, he was still wounded.

The next moment, the scimitar arrived, slashing at the throat of the military division.

Perfect coordination, unparalleled killing, the old force of the military division has been broken, the new force has not been born, and the most important thing is that the military division is not good at martial arts.

However, next to the military advisor, a pair of calm eyes always watched all this happen quietly, because he was too calm, and this moment seemed a little indifferent.

However, Luo Qiu still made a move, and a broken firewood knife appeared, lying under the scimitar.

"When"

With a crisp sound, the scimitar shook open, the owner of the knife was slightly startled, and the knife swept away, changing the target to Luo Qiu.

At the same time, on the barren ridge, the cold arrows came out again, and the three arrows broke through the air, directly approaching the vital point of the military division.

Seeing the scimitar that hooked the soul, Luo Qiu's eyes were cold, and the aura around his body exploded, showing his strength for the first time in five years.

The frost was all over the sky, and the cold snow was agitated, obscuring the sight between the knife and the body, Luo Qiu waved his hand and flicked away the scimitar, grabbed the military advisor with his strength, and retreated sharply.

"Can you ride a horse?" the figure was still in the air, and Luo Qiu asked.

"Yes," the military advisor replied with a flash of surprise and solemnity in his eyes.

"Go" Luo Qiu slapped the ground with one hand, landed on the nearest horse with the military advisor, and immediately broke the knife with a wave, cut the reins of the cart, and rushed forward.

The horse ran very fast, because the horse was slapped with a broken knife on the buttocks, and before there was time to say goodbye to the leader of the caravan, the two quickly disappeared without a trace.

The owner of the scimitar snorted coldly, and then his figure flashed and rushed towards the two of them.

The people in the caravan were stupid, things happened so suddenly, from the beginning of the assassination to the disappearance of the three of them in a few blinks of an eye, and when Zhao Se and the others reacted, they found that their backs were soaked at some point.

"It seems that I picked up two terrible people this time" Looking at the direction in which the three of them left, Zhao Se muttered with a complicated expression.

In the barren mountains where fast horses gallop:

"Little Brother"

"My name is Luo Qiu"

"Locho"

"Yes"

"I owe you a life"

"Oh"

"You don't seem to be happy"

"Yes"

"What's wrong, am I wrong?"

"You still owe me a wheelchair"

“......”

In the ninety-fifth year of the new calendar of the Chu Dynasty, Luo Qiu and the military advisor met for the first time, although the process was not pleasant and even made the twelve-year-old Luo Qiu feel very unlucky, but, according to the military advisor's later recollection, at that time, he saw at a glance that Luo Qiu was talented and was definitely not a thing in the pool. Of course, historians mercilessly scoffed at this and automatically ignored this sentence in the history books......