The streets were wet, and the remaining droplets wanted to stay on the tiles a little longer, but were forced to flow down the tiles and onto the ground. A storm did not wash away the lead of the town, but added a bit of prosperity and tranquility to the town.

There was a shouting in the street. If you listen closely, you can also hear a young girl in the tavern holding a lute with half of her face covered by a light veil and singing, but these sounds are not noisy but seem extraordinarily harmonious. At this moment, a young man with a negative sword who seemed out of place with this atmosphere, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him, walked slowly. The young man was about twenty years old, dressed in white like snow, and his clear eyes were looking straight ahead. Although this young man is only in his twenties, there are vague vicissitudes engraved between his eyebrows. Although the young man was handsome, the blood-red sword on his back exuded a sense of anger, which made people feel a sense of oppression. The breeze blew in and with the freshness of the rain on the handsome and cold man.

"Ahh And the original harmonious atmosphere was also broken. It turned out that the voice came from the girl in the tavern who was holding the pipa and half-covering her face, although she covered her face, but from the voice of this girl, it could be known that she looked like a fairy. When they learned that it was a girl shouting, they all went over to see what was going on. And the young man in white also stopped when he heard this cry, and looked at the crowd, still without sadness and joy on his face.

"Girl, what's the matter? what's going on?" asked a young man. "This, big brother, you must help me. As soon as the words fell, the girl began to weep softly.

"Girl, don't cry. If you have any problems, just speak up and we'll help you. "The woman was already very beautiful, but now she cries softly, more like bringing rain pear flowers to make people pity.

"Get out of here, get out of the way!" a rough voice came, and people heard the voice silently and made a way out. "Hmph! count you acquaintances, it's not Lao Tzu who slapped you into meatloaf one by one. A burly man with a full beard and a height of seven feet walked out. Even in a quiet place, there will be a few bullies who are rampant, and the fat bear is very powerful because he has learned kung fu from people for a few years, and it is said that he can kill a cow with his bare hands, and he is brave and fierce by nature and has become a tyrant in this small city.

He walked up to the girl and squinted at her, "Little girl, what's your name? With that, he reached out to tear off the girl's veil. "Don't. The girl looked at Xiong Mountain in horror, and although the people around couldn't bear to watch the girl being bullied, they were afraid of the force of the bully Xiong Fat, so they didn't dare to dissuade her.

This scene was seen by the young man in white in the distance, who frowned as if he was remembering something. "Yes, weren't my parents killed by these wicked people, and who would save them when my parents were killed?

The teenager's mind went back to more than a decade ago. At that time, he was still a **-year-old child, he lived in a beautiful village, and he originally had an ordinary and happy family, with his parents resting at sunrise and sunset. Although he is not rich, he can eat and drink without worry, and the boy is carefree. But one day, a few people suddenly came to the village, saying that their father had hindered them, and now they had come to him to settle accounts and ask them to hand him over. People knew that these were people with a background, so they pushed his parents out. The leader saw that the boy's father was pushed out, and without saying a word, he let the others beat the boy's father, and the boy's mother saw this and shouted for help, but those people were willing to get into trouble with these rights and wrongs, so they all looked on coldly. The boy's parents were beaten to death in this way, and his parents fell in front of him, in front of the crowd. In the end, the boy who had turned ten years old left the indifferent village and went alone.

"If I hadn't met my master, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago. The boy thought as he walked towards the crowd.

"Hey, hey, come, little beauty, let me see what you look like. The fat bear looked at the girl with squinting eyes, and at the same time reached out and pulled the girl's veil. The girl was already teary-eyed and didn't know what to do, and no one around her reached out to help.

Just as the big hand was about to tear off the girl's veil, a slender and white hand grabbed the bear fat man's hand.

The fat bear was shocked, but when he saw that it was a thin and cold young man, he disagreed, raised his head and said contemptuously: "Who am I? It turned out to be a hairy boy who had not dried up." Why do you want to obstruct Uncle Ben? If you don't give a reason to make Uncle Ben comfortable today, you will be good-looking. When he thought that the young man in front of him would be intimidated by his words, his legs weakened, but the young man slowly spat out a word from his mouth - "Get out". Although it was just one word, it made the bear fat man furious.

"Okay, good, good, good boy! Today I want to teach your parents a good lesson for you, you stinky boy who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

When the young man heard this, he didn't answer, but looked at the fat bear coldly, there seemed to be anger, some grievances, and a trace of killing intent in his eyes. The fat bear was a little stunned by him, but after all, the other party was just a teenager, and he wouldn't be very powerful, maybe he was just bluffing. Thinking of this, the fat bear gave himself courage again.

"Stinky boy, this is your own death, but you can't blame me. ”

After saying that, he punched the young man in the heart. Fat Xiong thought that even if he couldn't kill him, this punch with all his strength would be enough for him to lie in bed for ten days and a half months.

Unbeknownst to him, his seemingly mighty fist was stopped by the young man. The bear fat man was stunned, but the bear fat man was surprised and also thought that it must be unusual for this person to be able to catch his full punch with one hand, he should be a practitioner, and he must deal with it carefully. The bear took his fist back, and then hit the boy in the head with another punch, but the boy dodged again. The bear fat man made a few more moves, but they were all dodged by the teenager. The more the bear fat man fought, the more frightened he became, he used almost all his tricks but did not hurt the boy a single hair, but the boy stood in place without moving. The fat bear seemed to know that he was not the opponent of the person in front of him, so he asked, "Boy, who are you?"

The boy's answer to him was, "Noise." After speaking, the boy made a move, and rushed to the front of the bear fat man with a scissor step, and before the bear fat man could react, he saw the young man shaking his hands into a fist and attacking his face. As expected, this punch really hit the fat face of the fat bear.

The fat bear was knocked unconscious on the wet ground by this punch. "I—I'm not mistaken, right? He actually knocked the bear fat man down with one punch?"

The crowd of onlookers all looked at the white-clothed young man with their mouths wide open, but the white-clothed young man continued to walk slowly as if nothing had happened, stepping over the fat bear who was knocked to the ground by him.

"Father, Son, wait, wait, wait" A voice like water and a song stopped the young man in white who was walking.

A beautiful green figure appeared in front of the young man, and the young man fixed his eyes and saw that it was the girl just now.

"Childe, thank you just now. She lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the young man: "My name is Li Qiong, I don't know what to call the son?"

Li Qiong seemed to be very shy, but she couldn't see her expression clearly through the veil.

A fresh breeze blew across the boy's face and ruffled his hair. However, the gust of wind turned into a gale like a prank, blowing through the young man's cheeks and blowing off the veil on the face of the girl Li Qiong. Her veil was blown away by the wind, and a beautiful face reflected in the young man's pupils. When he saw a snow-white face, with small eyebrows and a small mouth, and a smile like a flower, his eyes immediately widened. Li Qiong saw that he was looking at her stupidly, her face couldn't help but flush, and she was shy and a little happy in her heart.

"Childe, Childe. A clear voice woke up the boy who seemed to be in a dream. "Ah, what?" the boy had never tried to look at a woman so stupidly, and her face flushed slightly.

Seeing the young man's embarrassment, Li Qiong covered her mouth and smiled, "Childe, you haven't answered my question yet, what's your name?" Li Qiong asked again.

Yes, what's my name? No one has called me by my name for a long time, and I have forgotten my name, the master used to call me a little apprentice, and now the master has also driven to the west, and I have no relatives in the world, what is the use of asking for a name.

Li Qiong looked at the young man in front of him and suddenly showed sad eyes, and felt that he was very strange, a small young man has a good martial arts body and a handsome face, but why is there a feeling of vicissitudes between his eyebrows, his eyes are so sad, what kind of person is he? Li Qiong looked at him in front of him and was still motionless and a little anxious: "Childe, childe, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. He regained his calm appearance: "I don't have a name. ”

"How can there be no name? People have their own names. Li Qiong felt that the person in front of her was even more strange, "Childe, shouldn't he have forgotten his name?"

He frowned, as if thinking about something. He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he lay on the roof with his mother at night, talking about the stars, counting and counting him, and fell asleep, how warm and happy it was at that time, but unfortunately he could never go back. He came back to his senses and said, "Call me a cold star, a lonely and silent star." ”

"Leng Xing? that's a strange name. Li Qiong tilted her head as if thinking about Leng Xing's name: "Hehe~ But this name is also very good." Li Qiong laughed, she smiled, what kind of smile was moving, even the curvature of the corners of her mouth was so perfect.

For a while, Leng Xing was stupid.