beg for chivalry

The scene in front of me was like a burning hell.

The dazzling sea of ​​flames dimmed the daylight hanging high in the sky, covered the sun with thick smoke, screamed incessantly, and the pungent and scorched smell lingered for a long time.The corpse of an unknown person lying on the ground was scorched by the flames until it sizzled.This can't help reminding people of the ancient times when the ten days volleyed, but that was just a rumor in the book, but what is in front of us now seems to be hell on earth.

The scorched pitch black and the bright red of the fire are intertwined between the sky and the earth, and the sight is full of desolation.

And among the mixed thick colors, there is a touch of dazzling white.

It was a white-clothed swordsman, with two jade pendants tied to the long knife at his waist, which flickered slightly when he took a step, and made a crisp clang when they collided.Those two jade pendants are both in the shape of a jade rabbit, but one is as delicate as suet, and the other is translucent and green, but it looks like a fake.

The white-clothed swordsman held on to the gauze hat and walked slowly across the dry and cracked road.The hot wind lifted the tulle like the wings of a cicada, gently brushing a head of snow-white hair.That person is like a cloud of snow, drifting towards him without a speck of dust.

The swordsman stopped in the sea of ​​flames, and stopped in front of an old man who was kneeling down.

The old man was dressed as a farmer, his face was dry and wrinkled, like old bark, and now it was wrinkled sadly because of grief, and the fine lines were twisted together.There was a child in front of him, who seemed to have been cut in half by a knife blade, his belly was ripped open, and blood flowed all over the floor.

"Oh, I didn't like him. It's all my fault. He said he wanted to come to Tianfu to see the excitement. After A-Kong heard this, he happily followed me, an old man." The old man hung his head and babbled Authentic, "A Kong loves to listen to the stories of heroes. Every time, he would secretly sit in the corner and listen to the teacher's stories. I... oh, if I knew this, I wouldn't let him follow me no matter what!"

The skinny fist hit the ground heavily.The old man grinned his yellow teeth and wept like a child with his mouth crooked, beating his chest and stamping his feet.He was regretting, frustrated, and crying for not being able to protect the child.The children who followed him hid aside, watching him with curiosity and worry, weeping, but they dared not take a step forward.

The white-clothed swordsman stood quietly behind him, his eyes were far away and peaceful, as if there was no wind, no waves, no sadness or joy.

The old man cried for a long time, choked up and called out: "...Xiao Yuan."

The swordsman remained silent, just like a snow sculpture made of ice.

Old Huangya turned his head, grabbed the corner of his clothes, wiped his tears and said, "Wang Xiaoyuan... Are you Wang Xiaoyuan? I recognize you!"

"You often came to our martial arts hall in Jiading...and you helped the old man me from the military officer in the capital..." Old Huangya couldn't help feeling sad and happy when he saw him in this place full of flames and a foreign land. Rambling about the past.But he talked to himself for a long time, but he still didn't see the white-clothed swordsman make a sound, so he couldn't help being a little anxious, and called out repeatedly, "Xiaoyuan...Wang Xiaoyuan!"

The swordsman in white was indifferent.

Lao Huangya's expression changed slightly, and he let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes in a daze.

"Is that so... oh, oh, you...you forgot again!" Old Huangya sighed sadly, lowering the corners of his mouth.

He rambled and said, "Old man, from the first time I saw you in Jiading, you looked like you didn't know anything. Although Young Master Jin is taking care of you, Yubai's three swords will eventually It is not a long-term solution to deal with Yasha's injustice. The more profound and powerful the martial arts, the more it will hurt your body. Alas, one day you will be killed by Yubai Saber, Wang Xiaoyuan."

The farmer actually talked about the Yubai swordsman, and from the tone of his voice, he seemed to be quite familiar with the number one swordsman in the world.If anyone was present, they would be shocked when they heard these words.

Lao Huangya sighed, and then continued: "Did you go to find the Jade Girl's Mind Method—that is, the origin that supports your Tianshan Gate's sword technique? Oh, it's really bad! If you finish the book of the Jade Girl's Mind Method After learning it locally, although the sword technique will make great progress, but you only need to swing a knife, and you will die. This kind of sword technique is good, but it is really bad... oh..."

He looked at the slender swordsman, and saw the youthful appearance of the former youth from that figure.In the past, Wang Xiaoyuan was just a servant who did rough work in the Jin Mansion, he was timid in everything he did, and he didn't dare to act rashly.He always sneaks up to the martial field, pushes open the half-covered door and peeps in. If Old Yellow Fang yells to let him in, he will blush and run away.

But now in the swordsman, Lao Huangya did not see his past shyness and amiability.Standing in front of Lao Huangya was Yu Qiuxia, the master of Tianshan Gate, his whole body was chilled, like a new sharp blade, as hard and frosty as ice.

"Old man, I'm here to invite you out of the mountain." Yu Qiuxia ignored his words, and said in a low voice, "I've heard about you for a long time, but I don't know Taishan, and I don't know your real face."

He bent down respectfully, "I beg you to deal with the evil ways of Jianghu together with me, and the master of Houtianlou is not right."

"No. [-] in the world came to beg an old man with blunt hands and feet. It's... a strange thing! Do you know who I am, an old man?" Old Huangya stammered and got up slowly.There were still tears on his face, but he already showed the same cowardly and kind smile as before.

Strange to say, before he seemed to be just a farmer with simple and dirty clothes, old and frail, but now he stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, and it seemed that he instantly stretched his general appearance.But hearing a "cracking" bone rubbing sound, he stretched out his hands, revealing a pair of thick and huge palms.At a glance, the old farmer turned out to be a hunchback, and he was no longer as weak as before.

"Of course I know." Yu Qiuxia saluted again, and said, "You are ranked third in the Jianghu list, and it is Huang Mo, the 'Nine Roads Qingfeng Palm'."

Although the last time they met was only a few months ago, it seemed that it had been ten years since the two of them saw each other.At that time, one of them was a master guarding the dilapidated martial arts gym, and the other was a small servant doing rough work in the golden mansion. Now that they meet again, they are the third in the Jianghu list and the first in the world.

Lao Huangya lowered his head and looked solemn. He slapped the ground with his thick palms, and the sand rustled up.After a few light planings, he dug a deep hole in the ground.The big skinny hands put the corpse of the gutted child into the pit, then solemnly picked up the quicksand and covered the corpse.

After doing all this, Lao Huangya stood up tremblingly.He still had a cowardly look and a hunched back, but his whole body already exuded a courage that no one would dare to underestimate.

"I am an old man who is bullied by others... but I have received your great kindness."

Yu Qiuxia said calmly: "There's no such thing as a big favor. It's just that a few months ago, he saw that the son of the leader of the Martial League didn't respect you very much, and he felt aggrieved, so he helped you." He lowered his eyelashes slightly, " It’s just that if I hadn’t been out to inquire around these days, I still wouldn’t believe that you are the famous ‘Nine-Road Qingfeng Palm’.”

Speaking of the third place on the Jianghu list, he can be regarded as a heroic figure who was all-powerful with the "National Shou" and "Swordsman" 30 years ago, and the "Nine-Road Qingfeng Palm" is a martial arts masterpiece that even the leader of the Wumeng League respects very much.It is rumored that when this wind-holding palm is used, the momentum is torrential, overwhelming the mountains and rivers, and the inner strength turns into nine fierce winds rushing.

Now I can still remember the situation decades ago, except for the seniors in the martial arts league, there is no one else in the world.It was only after thinking of everything that Yu Qiuxia vaguely remembered that he had seen a picture scroll of heroes from Yi Niang a long time ago. On the yellowed paper, Huang Mo, who was holding the wind, was in a heroic figure, which made him yearn for it all.After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the facial features of the old and confused martial arts master in Jiading were exactly the same as those on the picture scroll.

Lao Huangya stroked his gray hair and murmured: "Alas... I forgot it a long time ago... I am old and getting old. After Ah Nian died, I always forgot things, so I came to Jiading to rest..." He Looking at Yu Qiuxia fixedly, he said, "Wang Xiaoyuan, you are a regular visitor to my martial arts gym, old man, and you saved my life again. Whatever I say... I will pay you back."

Yu Qiuxia cupped his hands respectfully and said, "It's all up to you."

Huang Mo sized him up, and saw the snowy veil moved slightly, revealing his frosty white silk, and saw that his face was pale, unable to hide his fatigue, as if a great change had happened overnight, he couldn't help but With a pain in his heart, he asked, "Xiao Yuan, is this because of the Jade Girl's mentality?"

It turns out that the Jade Maiden's Heart Dharma is divided into two volumes, the first volume can clear the heart and calm the mind, so it's okay for the disciples of Tianshanmen to often recite it on weekdays.But the second volume has been lost for a long time, and the sword masters several generations ago have kept silent about the second volume.Although Huang Mo is not a member of the Tianshan sect, he can guess the reason.

If you practice the Heart Jue in the second volume, although you can greatly improve the Yubai Sword Technique, it will consume a lot of energy.Master Yubai's sword has never lived long for generations, and it is inseparable from this mentality.

Although he possesses a peerless magic skill and can swing a knife that shocks the world, but if he forgets all the past, even the reason for swinging the knife and the people he wants to protect, what is the taste of this life?That's why no one is willing to learn this sword technique that requires many difficulties and dangers to learn, and it will shorten your life and harm yourself. Therefore, it is difficult for Yubai Three Swords to have an opponent in the world.

Huang Mo's brows were tightly furrowed, and she couldn't help sighing: "Forget it...Maybe it takes this way to defeat Zuo Buzheng... Sigh, Xiao Yuan, it's hard for you to practice the third sword after finishing the book."

But the swordsman in white said: "I...haven't practiced the third knife."

Lao Huangya was stunned, but now he saw a sly look on his face, the previous indifference disappeared.He raised the corners of his mouth, with dimples on his cheeks, still the same as Wang Xiaoyuan.

"Haven't...did you practice the third knife?" Lao Huangya asked tremblingly.

Yu Qiuxia nodded: "Yes, why do you want to practice?"

"Old man, I caught a dying Houtianlou assassin... I heard about the battle between you and Yasha on the cliff of Tianshan Gate two years ago... The original third knife may not be able to do anything to her!" Old Huangya's eyes circled open eyes. "Wait, is it possible that although you have read the heart formula, you have never recited it and practiced it? So how can you deal with the wrong side?"

This is the world's first miracle.Although ordinary people shy away because the way of practicing the jade white knife is like a natural danger, but if they have crossed the threshold, after learning a little bit, they will fall deeper and deeper like crazy.What's more, as far as the heroes of the Martial League are concerned, if the second scroll of the Jade Girl's Heart is in front of you, it is like a piece of fat, how can there be any reason not to eat it?

"But I don't want to practice."

Yu Qiuxia suddenly changed his breath, and blinked a pair of clear eyes like black jade.The hot wind blew through his white clothes, and he took steps like a thin snow mist, drifting away into the distance.As he walked, he said softly.

"If I practice, I will never remember the young master again."

Huang Mo took big steps behind him, and said anxiously, "Then you...really...do you really want to confront Yasha like this?"

Yu Qiuxia nodded.

Old Huangya faltered: "You...you will die! Even if the entire martial arts league faces her, we have no chance of winning. If there is no third strike, we will die faster..."

"Master, which of these two things do you think is more terrifying, death or forgetting?"

"Of course...dead." Lao Huangya wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "If he died, this life would be considered over. What room is there for turning around?"

"But in my eyes, the extinction of the heart is also equivalent to the death of the body. I have forgotten everything, that is, no one I know has ever lived in this world."

Yu Qiuxia said, "I would rather remember the young master until I die than live without knowing anything."

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Ancient foreshadowing... no one should remember