Longevity begins with Orion

Morning light, small courtyard, golden sunshine.

The March wind blew the green willows by the lake and the apricot blossoms on the wall. Li Yuan looked thoughtfully at the picture in front of him.

In the picture, there is a knight who has traveled thousands of miles to take the head of a human being. He is full of righteousness and hates evil as much as he hates evil. He has traveled thousands of miles and is just waiting for nothing. One person carries the cloud and the moon with his sword.

He had already found the trajectory, but the only problem was that his artistic conception overlapped with this trajectory. At this time, he found an opportunity, followed the trajectory, and drew a visualization map.

This is a picture of a hero.

It’s [Thousand Miles Chivalrous Objective Picture].

However, Li Yuan himself was very confused. He was obviously not a hero, so why could he draw this?

On second thought, "hero" may account for part of his inner artistic conception, but it is by no means all.

so.

He had clearly drawn the picture, but he was still unfinished.

His intention is not complete yet, because the intention he draws is not all his intention.

He drew the "Thousand Miles Chivalrous Thought", and the heroic spirit in his heart quietly swayed away with the tip of the pen, as if he had been vented and then calmed down, so other spirits suddenly surged out again, appearing more clearly and violently before his eyes. .

"Then draw again."

Li Yuan took the paper and picked up the pen.

Outside the door, there is a maid Xiaolan who wants to deliver food to the master. After all, the master has not been out all day and night. But Lady Yan came here at some point. She stopped Xiaolan and said, "Don't disturb him."

"But, sir, he hasn't eaten for a long time." Li Yuan usually treats others well, and even Xiaolan is worried about him.

Madam Yan didn't say anything, but said: "Then when the master comes out on his own, no matter it is day or night, just prepare food and wait for him. Let him have a hot meal at any time."

Xiaolan hurriedly responded and retreated.

The beautiful woman in white stood outside the elegant full-moon arch, with her back to Li Yuan in the yard, looking into the distance in a trance, wondering what she was thinking. The village girl's temperament around her had faded, but her eyes were deep but still pure.

But in the courtyard, once the "heroic energy" in Li Yuan's heart was gone, it meant that the extremes of things must be reversed, giving birth to a stream of "dead energy and evil energy", just like if the positive and uplifting power in people's hearts is exhausted, what is left is likely to be Negative depravity.

He picked up his pen, scrawled ink on the paper, and wrote a few more lines of poetry.

"Nanshan is so sad, ghost rain sprinkles the empty grass."

"In the middle of autumn in Chang'an, a few people grow old in front of the wind."

"I don't know how high the blue sky is and how thick the yellow earth is. I only see that the cold moon and warm sun are here to fry people's lives."

"If you eat bears, you will be fat; if you eat frogs, you will be thin. Wherever the God is, Taiyi is there."

This is the poem written by Changji, the poet ghost before time travel, which is sad, depressing and weird.

It seemed that the meaning was captured from these verses, and that meaning merged with Li Yuan's own meaning, prompting him to lift the pen in an instant, dip the tip of the pen in ink, and touch it on a new piece of paper.

Li Yuan seemed to have fallen into a kind of absolute pessimism and loss. He painted one stroke at a time, but he was always thinking about the catalog of life, so that the catalog could be integrated into it.

One day passed.

Two days passed

The young man dropped his pen dejectedly and looked up at the painting in front of him.

In the painting, there are barren mountains and withered grass, the tombs are like cities, and the raindrops are like evil ghosts wandering around.

This picture is [Nanshan Ghost Rain Visualization Picture].

It is also a picture of magic.

After Li Yuan finished this painting, the "depression and negativity" in his heart also came out.

He looked at the painting carefully, looked at it carefully, and found that it matched the picture of life.

However, the focus is different from [Qianli Xia objective picture].

In other words, this picture contains the trajectory of the life catalog, but the trajectory is just a few overlapping paths, and the "Nanshan Ghost Rain Visualization Picture" focuses on the trajectory and the "Thousand Miles Chivalrous Vision Picture" focuses on the decisiveness different.

At this moment, an idea flashed in Li Yuan's mind.

Through personal practice, a lot of information was connected and many questions were answered.

He suddenly thought of the sixth-level common sense that Zhao Xiantong and Gu Xiang had popularized to him before.

“So, the life catalog is a choice, and different people will see different trajectories in the life catalog.

If you see different trajectories, you will see different pictures after enlightenment. "

“But in fact, it wasn’t the trajectory that allowed them to see the picture.

The picture itself exists, they just see a corner of the artistic conception of the person who drew the picture in the trajectory.”

"So that's what happened, that's what happened."

Li Yuan was in a good mood.

At this moment, he understood the secret of the life catalog.

All those who relied on the "Illustration of Life" to advance from the seventh level to the sixth level chose a path in the "Illustration of Life" and visualized a scene, perhaps Visualization Picture 1 or Visualization Picture 2. , visualize Figure 3.

But as long as you can visualize this step, you have mastered the marrow. Even if the marrow is actually only a small part of the complete life catalog, it is enough.

However, different people will only experience different artistic conceptions from the pictures.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Yanyue Sect ended its inheritance.

Mr. Li may not have poor talent at all, but because his character and his master are not compatible.

His master drew a "spiritual and tangible" picture of life, but in fact it was only a small part of the picture that "doesn't include visualization pictures and is incomplete".

But this small part may just be at odds with Mr. Li's character. Even if Mr. Li tried his best, he still couldn't draw it.

Although self-creators like Li Yuan can see clearly, it is also harder.

He needs to create visualization pictures 1, 2, and 3, and then peel off the "emphasis tracks" from these pictures, and recombine these "emphasis tracks" into a real life catalog, a picture with God's Illustration of life.

What practitioners see is this life catalog, and then they see a certain trajectory, and then visualize the tip of the iceberg in the visualization map, and finally touch a certain power of the creator.

Li Yuan, on the other hand, created all the visualization diagrams, and then integrated the trajectories of the visualization diagrams into a life catalog for others to gain insights from.

It's a full circle.

After the "heroic energy" and the "dead energy and evil energy" were gone, the remaining energy in Li Yuan's heart suddenly came out again.

It's as if he has gone through a turbulent life, fell into the murderous ways of evil spirits, and now retreats to the mountains and forests, with a peaceful mind and a carefree mind.

Li Yuan didn't want to stop this rare opportunity. Although he didn't sleep for three days and three nights, his body could hold on.

He took a deep breath, picked up his pen again, and wrote down a few lines of poetry.

"If life is not satisfactory in this world, it will ruin the boat in the Ming Dynasty."

"Let's put the white deer among the green cliffs and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible."

"When you are floating, you hate the lack of pleasure, but you are willing to love a daughter and smile lightly.

I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers. "

"The bamboo stick and mango shoes are better than the horse, who is afraid? A raincoat can be used for life."

Close your eyes, think, feel, pick up the pen, use ink, and be full of energy.

This time, he spent three days and three nights. After finishing, he threw the pen away, stretched his arms and leaned back, still looking at the newly drawn picture.

In the picture, the young master is smiling, with long hair disheveled, wearing a bamboo hat, riding a white deer upside down, wandering among the mountains and rivers.

This is a [Visual Picture of a Young Master Riding a Deer].

This picture is not a hero or a demon, but a picture of freedom.

"There's still one last step left."

Li Yuan took a short rest for a few breaths, then straightened up again. He placed the three visualization tools beside him, picked up a new piece of white paper, and started drawing.

He drew the "focused trajectories" in the "Visualization of a Thousand Miles of Knights", "Visualization of the Ghost Rain in Nanshan", and "Visualization of the Young Master Riding a Deer" respectively, making these trajectories form three intertwined, seemingly The lines are chaotic and disorderly, but actually hide mysteries.

And this is the true picture book of life.

This is the secret of Life Illustration.

He's done.

Afterwards, Li Yuan put away the four pictures in the jade box, took a good bath, had another meal, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted for three days and three nights. When I woke up, I took another bath and ate like crazy.

After Li Yuan finished eating, he felt that his energy had been restored. Not only that, his emotions were unprecedentedly agitated, and his blood was as strong as the sea, making waves even without the wind.

Mrs. Yan was taking her two children outside, while the landlady looked at him with a worried look inside the house. The couple had not experienced rain and clouds for a long time, and just a slight touch was like burning firewood.

After a long time, peace returned.

"The boss"

The landlady looked gentle and raised her hand to wipe away the man's sweat, but when she moved, she found that her body fell apart and she gouged out the man.

Li Yuan held her in his arms, feeling unprecedentedly peaceful.

After a while, the landlady suddenly heard another exclamation, and the quilt started to move slightly again.

That's how it is in the world of mortals,

Fireworks in the world are related to food and sex.

At night, Mrs. Yan quietly came into the house to take a look, then quietly closed the door and called inside: "Sister Xue, I will take your son with me tonight, don't worry."

The landlady shouted hurriedly: "Help, help."

Lady Yan covered her lips and smiled softly, then closed the door tightly and ran away.

That night, Li Yuan didn't bother the landlady anymore.

The landlady was also lying in the man's arms for a long time, whispering softly, and then reached out to touch the man's face, caressing it from top to bottom, and sighed: "The boss is still so young, but I am already twenty-seven. .

In ten or twenty years, I will be old and aged, but the head of the family will still be so young. "

She sighed softly.

But she also knew in her heart that after entering the sixth level, one would have a lifespan of two hundred years, and unless one reaches the end of his life, one could almost maintain a youthful appearance the rest of the time.

This misunderstanding also inadvertently helped Li Yuan cover up the matter of "immortality".

"When the time comes, I want to focus on developing Hengwu Restaurant and try my best to create a force that can help you for the head of the family.

Wait for that day. The head of the family will take some concubines or buy some beautiful maids.

The warrior's Qi and blood are abundant, but their Qi and blood are gradually declining. By then, they may no longer be able to accompany their leader through thick and thin. "

The landlady said softly.

She had thought about these words for a long time, and now that she said them out, she felt much better.

"I like you too when you are old." Li Yuan said softly.

The landlady smiled and said: "Then take a concubine, buy a beautiful and young maid."

"What and what?"

"Sister Yan and I have discussed it. If you don't want to take a concubine, we will help you take one;

If you don't want to find a young and beautiful maid to sleep with you, we will find one for you. "

The landlady wrapped around Li Yuan and said softly, "We all know what the boss wants, but we also hope that the boss can understand our thoughts.

We will eventually grow old, but those who are in charge will go further and longer.

Sixth grade is not the end of being a master. After that, the master will have a longer way to go.

But Sister Yan and I can only walk a short distance with you.

You like us and think about us.

But we also like you and want to think about you.

Xue Ning had never thought in her life that she would meet such a man as the head of the family again, and that she could give birth to an heir for the head of the family. Xue Ning was already satisfied in her heart.

Please don’t refuse, the master. "

"Let's talk about it then." Li Yuan said, and the two of them went to sleep.

When he got up the next day, he felt that all fatigue had disappeared, his agitated emotions had returned to calm, his body and mind were intact, and he was full of energy.

He came to the secret room again and took out the life catalog from the jade box.

The chaotic lines, in his eyes, are three clear and complete trajectories.

These three trajectories reflect three visualization pictures.

The combination of trajectory and visualization gave Li Yuan the urge to create new moves.

After thinking for a moment, he stood with his sword in his hand, his energy and blood lingering in his heart, filling his whole body instantly.

However, his body did not get bigger, nor did monster-like horns grow on his head, nor did his muscles make him taller. Instead, his muscles became stronger and denser. It seemed that these were no longer muscles, but something more. Harder, more difficult to destroy substances.

Li Yuan's thoughts moved slightly, and he was about to draw out the knife.

In the process of swinging it, he felt endless power rushing towards the knife, and he also felt a arrogant and domineering spirit arose around him, and his heart was full of pride.

Before the slow sword fell, a strong wind blew up in the entire secret room. The meditating futon was also brought up, and the cattail grass was pulled out in mid-air, and it was dancing everywhere.

Li Yuanlue fell silent and put down the sword.

Just because this knife cannot be used, if it does, the secret room will be destroyed.

The futon fell into the darkness with a clatter.

Li Yuan murmured: "This should be the corresponding move of [Thousand Miles of Heroic Thoughts]. It is as motionless as a mountain, although it is a little slow, but it is domineering and boundless, and it is so fierce that it cannot be cast. That is called the Tyrant Sword."

He looked at the catalog again and visualized the second trajectory.

This time, his shadow blood suddenly became active, swirling around his heart in a completely different way and at a completely different speed, and the emotions in his heart also changed accordingly.

No longer passionate, but sad, depressed, strange and indifferent.

Following this thought, he floated, the sword emerged as an afterimage, and when he floated again, he appeared in another place without knowing when.

There were bursts of sword light, and the space in this secret room seemed to be filled with cold fish scales.

When it was received, the many fish scales disappeared, and the steel walls, floor, and roof of the secret room all had scratches that looked like Lingchi.

Li Yuan put away his sword, meditated, and then said to himself: "This is the move of [Nanshan Guiyu Visualization Picture]. It is strange and changeable, extremely fast, and unparalleledly sharp, but it is a pity that the power is only as strong as Guiyu." The earth cannot compare with the violent power of your Tyrant Sword. This style is called the Demon Sword."

Last night, he continued to look at the remaining trajectory, and then rotated the trajectory, causing the shadow blood to rotate around the heart in a third trajectory.

This time, there is no pride, no sadness and indifference, but a kind of peace, freedom and indifference.

"Let me send you a white deer among the green cliffs. I will ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible."

Li Yuan closed his eyes to realize, suddenly opened his eyes again, and took one step forward. Two steps and three steps.

His five fingers once again grasped the handle of the long knife at his waist, and he felt a feeling of using "Destroy a City" in his heart.

However, it is not about destroying the city.

Because if the city is destroyed, the long sword bento will start to tremble and scream loudly.

But now, it's peaceful and quiet, with nothing.

Li Yuan felt that all the shadow blood in his body had quieted down and hibernated, just like a swordsman who had abandoned his reputation and everything mundane, and traveled around the mountains and rivers to spread his love in the world.

He forgot to destroy the city, because this move was already superior to destroying the city.

What is above the city?

It's heaven.

Li Yuan slowly raised his hand. During the lifting process, he felt that his shadow and blood began to revive, turning from stillness to death.

Three inches after drawing the sword, nothing around him changed, as if a bad swordsman was drawing the sword.

Li Yuan stopped drawing the sword and slapped the handle back.

He didn't draw the sword, but he already understood the subsequent power and changes of the sword.

Draw out all your strength and turn it into a sword, cutting off everything, leaving no way out.

This sword is a sure-kill sword, but it is a pity that after using this sword, he will become severely weakened.

"This style should be regarded as a heavenly sword."

After thinking about it for a while, Li Yuan added: "Forget it, this style is not worthy of the word "Heaven", so just call it Jue Dao."

In this way, the life catalog, visualization map, three routes and supporting moves have been created.

But here comes the problem.

Where is the way to break through to the fifth level?

“If you don’t know how to break through, then think about perfection.”

Li Yuan thought for a while and found the flaw, which was that these three movements were three states of mind and three methods of shadow-blood driving, which were incompatible with each other.

The Tyrant Sword, the Demonic Sword, and the Absolute Sword each have their own strengths and weaknesses, but they clearly come from the same source, but they have never been able to merge together again, learn from each other's strengths, and form a more perfect whole.

The Tyrant Sword has power but is slow, the Demon Sword has speed but lacks strength, and the Jue Sword has explosive power but becomes weak after one move.

"How to integrate?"

Li Yuan sat cross-legged and thought hard, from early morning to dusk, during which he tested several times, but it didn't work at all.

It's not realistic to find someone to give you guidance.

His self-creation proved that visualization pictures really existed.

It can be imagined that no one in Shanbao County knows about this thing.

What's even more incredible is that even Mr. Li and Zhou Jia don't know.

You know, these two are not inherited from the sect, but passed down directly from the previous headmaster.

What does this mean?

This shows that the visualization diagram of Yanyuemen has long since disappeared, and its existence has been forgotten by later generations.

It goes without saying how valuable visualization pictures are.

This is already something that the major forces are hiding.

At this moment, Li Yuan felt in a trance that he was already standing beside the existence of the original life catalog in ancient times. Like him, he was standing before the crossroads, drawing his sword and looking around at a loss, not knowing where the future was.

"Then give it a try."

Li Yuan stood up suddenly and glanced at the updates of his information:

[Skills: Overlord Sword (Level 6) (1/80); Demon Sword (Level 6) (1/80); Absolute Sword (Level 6) (1/80)]

This time, these three movements did not start from "(1/10)", but directly reached the expert level after enlightenment. The reason is very simple: these three movements were completely derived by Li Yuan from the catalog of life. , so some initial processes were skipped.

Without any hesitation, he directly pushed up the 717 points, bringing all three postures to the Great Perfection state.

Many insights and memories are used from the depths of the soul, and they change the muscles and body.

After a moment, Li Yuan opened his eyes again and felt that his mind had been cleansed.

He accomplished the Kung Fu, and the Kung Fu also shaped him.

He glanced at his information again.

Originally, the number floating beside him was "635~1135", but now it has become "1140~1640".

The increase in strength gave Li Yuansheng a somewhat calm feeling.

He vaguely remembered that the blood knife ancestor's strongest strength should be only 455, and Mr. Mu's strongest strength was 905, which made him feel at ease.

"Every man is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying a jade.

Beyond that, only in confrontation can real progress be made.

In this case, this real life catalog should be divided into three parts. "

More than half a month later, the spring light is warm.

There are many thatched cottages beside Yinxi River outside Shanbao County.

This place is inaccessible, not even a house, and the thatched cottages here are worthless. No one will live here, not even homeless people.

But the thatched cottage is a new house.

Who would be so bored as to build a thatched cottage by the river?

In fact, no one in the three counties thinks that these thatched cottages are boring, dilapidated, and nothing.

On the contrary, they are full of admiration and awe for this place.

Just because this is the thatched cottage opened by the ancestor of Blood Knife.

"Be careful, be careful and hang up the plaque."

"Here, tilt it a little further to the left. That's right, that's right."

At the entrance of the thatched cottage, two disciples were hanging a plaque.

There are two big characters written on the plaque: Wulu.

Wulu is the "pilot" place for the integration of three counties that Li Yuan had previously planned.

But it is called a pilot, but now, many people have regarded this place as an existence that is superior to the three major forces in the three counties.

The Blood Sword Sect, Frost Sword Sect, and Orange Flower Sect have all sent teachers here. They will teach the techniques and will no longer be separated from each other.

Disciples of the Orange Blossom Sect can also learn the swordsmanship of the Frost Sword Sect, and disciples of the Frost Sword Sect can also join the Blood Sword Sect.

Just because here, they are no longer blood swords, frost swords, and orange flowers, but people from Wulu.

However, if possible, no Wulu disciple would want to join these three sects.

Because what they wanted to worship was the Blood Sword Ancestor, the Lord of Wu Lu Lu.

All entry-level disciples will practice Master Lu's "Unknown Secret Technique". If they can successfully cultivate it and enter the ninth rank, they can worship the ancestor of the Blood Sword's outer gate; if they can enter the eighth rank, they can worship the ancestor's inner gate. Sect; the seventh grade can be passed down in person, and then taught by the ancestor himself.

Time flies from the end of April to the beginning of June.

The huts in Wulu were already filled with disciples.

And the first disciple who mastered Li Yuan's "secret technique" to the ninth level appeared.

This disciple is Yang Teng of the Orange Flower Sect.

Soon, a second person appeared, this one was Zhao Chunxin.

The third one is Pang Han, the martial arts idiot who used to be by Pang Yuanhua’s side. Her role in stabilizing the Shuangjian Sect has ended. Now the Shuangjian Sect has chosen a highly respected elder as its leader. , she came to Wulu, wanting to seek stronger skills.

The fourth one is a disciple of a small sect. The disciple originally had the title of "Quick Sword" in the world, but now he is gritting his teeth and wants to start over. Thanks to his talent, he actually learned the "secret" of the Blood Sword Ancestor early. He has reached the ninth level by practicing the "Passing Kung Fu Technique".

The fifth place is Liu Xiaoyu from the Orange Blossom Sect.

Sixth place.

seventh place.

Eighth place.

More and more people are cultivating Li Yuan's method. Although they will suffer extraordinarily when they are at the ninth level, and they need to completely replace their shadow blood when they reach the eighth level, but this is a path that has the follow-up skills of the sixth level. Who wouldn't be happy? ?

However, there are many techniques that are not related to each other. If you can reach the ninth level, or if you can reach the eighth level, it does not mean that you can enter the seventh level.

But since there is this opportunity, everyone is willing to take a gamble.

"Old Zhou, are you really not coming to Wulu?"

The gray-haired man did not hesitate, but carved the word "no come" on the ground with a knife.

"Then I'll teach you how to destroy the city."

The knife went deep again and carved the word "thank you".

In Baihua Manor, Li Yuanzheng is about to travel far.

Before leaving, he found Zhou Jia. He hoped that Zhou Jia could also practice his own skills, but Zhou Jia refused.

Li Yuan understood what he meant.

In his heart, he only has the Yanyue Gate and the "Tu Po Kung".

Not only that, Zhou Jia's injury has begun to recover. He is regaining confidence and returning to the seventh level.

After returning to the seventh level, he wanted to redraw Yanyuemen's life catalog.

Li Yuan knew what he wanted and did not force it. Instead, he carefully taught him the city-destroying move that incorporated the "three moves of the Spring and Autumn Sword: Spring Thunder, Jingzhe, and Yuanyuan".

When teaching, he deliberately mixed some knowledge from the life picture book into it to help them understand.

So strictly speaking, Li Yuan taught not only the destruction of the city, but also the half-style sword that can destroy the city.

However, he didn't teach Jue Dao. Firstly, Zhou Jia couldn't use Jue Dao. Secondly, Jue Dao was not a sixth-level move in "Tu Po Gong". Teaching him would only mislead him.

After a long time, Li Yuan slowly put away the knife and asked: "Old Zhou, do you see clearly?"

Zhou Jia nodded.

Li Yuan added: "If you don't understand, I will teach you when I come back next time."

Zhou Jia stepped back, saluted, and bowed in thanks.

On the other side, Mrs. Yan was holding Xiao Qi, and the landlady was holding Xiao Ping'an, looking at Li Yuan who was about to get on the carriage, with some reluctance.

The driver driving the chariot was a tall "man" wearing a mask to cover his face.

But everyone here knew that this man was Tang Nian's puppet.

Because Tang Nian was also in the car.

Li Yuan was worried about this adopted daughter because Tang Nian was becoming more and more withdrawn and was also found to be drinking secretly.

Big girls also grow into young girls.

Therefore, Li Yuan wanted to send this problematic girl to Wulu.

Since she liked poison techniques, Li Yuan personally handed her over to the teacher at Orange Blossom Gate and asked that teacher to teach her poison techniques.

In Wulu, there are too many people, and the lonely and troubled girl has to get along with others.

Li Yuan decided to arrange for her to study next to Liu Xiaoyu's thatched cottage, and then he would need to travel far.

Tang Nian didn't refuse. She knew that her adoptive father was doing it for her own good.

At this time, Madam Yan gently held Li Yuan's hand, and did not ask where her man was going, but said, "Come back early, and pay attention to safety on the road."

Li Yuan hugged her and Xiao Lu, then hugged the proprietress and Xiao Ping'an, and then got on the carriage.

The puppet raised the reins and rode out of the manor.

Li Yuan sat in the slightly dark carriage, chatted gently with Tang Nian for a few words, and then began to think about his own affairs.

These days, he has tried to integrate the three trajectories and three moves into a real whole, but it still doesn't work.

So, he had to take the next step.

He divided the life diagram into three parts, among which the life diagram containing the "Visual Picture of the Young Master Riding a Deer" was prepared for Wulu.

[Visualization of the Young Master Riding a Deer] is a picture of freedom and ease.

The mind of a practitioner is peaceful, neither angry nor distorted.

Such a person will not meddle in other people's business like a hero, nor will he cause trouble like a demon or a heretic. It would be perfect if he uses it as his apparent power.

However, he still has to teach the remaining two life pictures.

This time, the place he went to was Qingtan County next to Qiutang County.

In fact, both Qiutang and Qingtan were counties that had been washed away by Zhao Xiantong and his followers. There were often many miserable people and miserable children in such counties.

It was also good luck that the blackbirds he dispersed saw a "nice" child.

He wanted to find that child and teach him the Demonic Diagram [Nanshan Guiyu Visualization Diagram].

A few days later, at dusk

There are dense iron-gray clouds in the sky.

The earth, houses, fields, and people were all pressed heavily by this black cloud, running around and returning home as fast as a broken soul.

The showers fell quickly, blurring people's vision and filling people's ears, buzzing and buzzing on their eardrums.

But in such heavy rain, there was still a young man leaning against the cold wall, holding a handful of iron pieces without a handle in his hand. The end of the iron piece had been sharpened again and again, until it became a sharp edge. .

The boy sat from dusk until night.

And from the dark night, I sat until late at night.

Late at night, the rain that had stopped fell again amid thunder and lightning.

The sound of thunder and rain mixed together.

At this time, a cry came from the wall not far behind him, a cry of resistance but powerlessness.

The young man stood up suddenly, climbed hard in the rain, climbed over the wall, and carefully touched the house. Then, with the sound of rain and thunder, he carefully opened the door and walked in quickly.

In the room, a fat man with big ears was holding a thin girl under him.

The girl's face is beautiful and pitiful, which can easily evoke evil or protection in people's hearts.

However, this face brought disaster to her.

The young man grabbed the iron piece and violently cut the man's neck.

The man didn't check anyone, and there was a scar on his neck. However, this man was obviously a practicing master, at least not the kind of person who would be killed by a young man in a sneak attack.

He turned around angrily and punched out.

Bang!

The punch hit the boy's abdomen.

However, the young man gritted his teeth and took the blow forcefully. He spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the man's face. Then he quickly wiped the man's eyes with the iron piece in his hand.

brush!

The man's left eye went black, and he screamed, but then he punched the boy away in anger.

At this moment, the girl behind the man got up, grabbed a piece of porcelain by the bed and hit the man on the head hard.

Bang!

The man was knocked unconscious by the impact. The boy who landed quickly got up again, grabbed the iron piece and continued to rush forward.

The knife cut again, but the man reacted quickly and rolled the boy to the ground, wrestling with him.

The boy yelled at the girl: "Run!"

The girl grabbed another piece of porcelain next to her and wanted to come over to help.

The boy shouted angrily: "Run!"

The movement here has attracted many people, and many people are rushing towards them from a distance. If they don't leave now, they won't be able to leave.

The boy and the man were struggling. He was dragging the man with all his strength, but he could not hold on for much longer.

Time seemed to have been pressed on the slow button. The girl turned her eyes sharply and saw a fruit full of spikes on the table.

The fruit is valuable and is picked from the mountains in the south.

She rushed out suddenly.

The boy thought she was going to run away, so he felt relieved.

But in the next moment, the girl actually ran back holding the spiked fruit, then held the fruit and smashed it into the man's face with all her strength.

one time.

twice

Three times

The man punched wildly, but the boy blocked them one by one.

The girl was banging like crazy.

When the guard of this family ran to the door, they saw only a dying boy lying face up on the ground, a man with his face smashed, and a spiked fruit full of blood.

The window at the back of the yard was open, and there was water on the window sill.

Some of the guards shouted "Master" to rescue people, while others quickly went out to hunt down the escaped girl.

The girl escaped over the wall and ran as fast as she could in the thunderstorm.

She originally had a happy family, but her parents were killed by Zhao Xiantong's rebel soldiers.

She was still a child when she became a beggar, but after growing up in the past two years, she developed a beautiful face.

This face caused trouble, and she was kidnapped by the master of the family.

And her brother came in the rain to save her, and died for her.

she hates

hate

Hate everything in this world.

The sound of guards running came from far away, and the alley was like a maze, and footsteps seemed to be everywhere.

There is no escape from the dragnet.

The girl continued to run away.

Bang!

She suddenly hit something and fell backward.

But she didn't fall because there was a hand holding her up.

The girl hurriedly raised her head and saw a figure wrapped in a cloak and mask, full of mysterious aura, leaning on the road in the middle of the road.

This figure was filled with terrifying aura, and for a moment the girl did not dare to move.

Suddenly, the figure asked: "Do you hate it?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then she broke away from the pressure of her aura. Her eyes showed a cruel look, and the violence around her body was like smoke. "Hate! I just hate it! So what? Do you want to arrest me and see the official?"

Grasp! Just catch it! As long as I don't die, I will destroy the world sooner or later! "

As the voice fell, she heard a laugh from the figure opposite.

The smile got bigger and bigger, as if I heard some funny joke.

This smiling girl was a little surprised, stunned and ashamed.

However, she also saw that the other party might not be here to catch her, so she whispered: "There are many people chasing me behind. If you are not here to catch me, just get out of the way and leave quickly. They are powerful. Qingtan County can do whatever it wants."

As he was talking, footsteps came from behind the alley.

"it's here!"

"Found it! She's here!!"

Immediately, in the torch of showers and thunder, a figure came out holding an umbrella, looked at the girl ferociously and said: "How dare you hurt Mr. Ma?"

"Injured?" The girl was shocked.

She hit her so many times, but she didn't kill him?

For a moment, she clenched her fists, and endless regret and pain surged into her heart.

And at this moment, the figure behind her suddenly called out lightly: "Hey."

The girl turned back.

The figure said: "I didn't kill him, just kill him again."

The girl was stunned for a moment, "Will you help me kill him?"

The figure said: "No, you kill it yourself."

The girl lowered her head and said, "I can't kill him."

There was a smile in the figure's voice: "I will teach you to kill him, and I will also teach you to destroy the world."

The two people's silent attitude annoyed the guards who were chasing them from a distance, and they swarmed up.

But the figure had already grabbed the girl and jumped up, onto the roof. After a few ups and downs, it disappeared without a trace.