PS: Brothers, I still can’t save enough manuscripts. The doctor said that I won’t be discharged from the hospital until the 15th. The manuscripts Xiaoyang has now will definitely not last that long. Xiaoyang is selfish and makes sure that he will not be kicked off the list.
Updated within the date, I hope brothers can continue to support Xiaoyang at the most critical moment of Xiaoyang and let Xiaoyang stay on the list. I no longer expect to continue to be the first. I will be satisfied as long as I am on the list. Rookie season, Xiaoyang evening
After a month of sending letters, I worked with my brothers to win back the ranking. I’m so reluctant to give it up!!!
The place where Ziqin got off the line was not far from Beijing. After leaving the inn, Ziqin asked for directions and bought a horse without further delay and headed south.
But when buying a horse, Ziqin discovered that some things in the martial arts novels he had read in the past were unreliable. For example, horses and other things were strictly banned in the place where the north and the south alternate. If Ziqin hadn't been carrying
Wanyan Honglie's token may not even be able to buy a better horse.
A situation similar to that in novels in which martial arts figures ride around the world riding tall horses is simply impossible to exist.
Relying on Wanyan Honglie's token, Ziqin galloped along the way and soon arrived at the place where the Jin Kingdom and the Song Dynasty handed over. It was only then that Ziqin truly understood this era.
Ziqin had read many novels in the past that described this era. Most of the protagonists were determined to resist the Jin. At that time, Ziqin accidentally understood the truth behind this. In Ziqin's heart, although resisting the Jin
There are Jin people who are cruel, but most of them should be due to racial relations. After playing the role of a famous man in the world and entering the Condor Shooting, Ziqin just stayed in the north and accidentally understood the fate of the Han people in this era.
It was only now that Ziqin entered the junction of the Jin and Song Dynasties that he understood this era for the first time. At this time, the Jin Kingdom had been established for a hundred years and had already integrated with the Han people culturally. However, Ziqin could still see the junction of the Jin and Song Dynasties while walking on the road.
I saw scattered Jin cavalry doing the same thing their ancestors did hundreds of years ago, beating grass and valleys.
Originally, Ziqin had a good impression of Wanyan Honglie, and did not have much dislike for the Jin cavalry. He did not even have any discrimination against the Jin country. However, when traveling southward, Ziqin saw more and more injustices.
Anger gradually arose in his heart.
The thousands of years of existence of the Han people in China have already formed a national self-esteem. This is why Ziqin was unwilling to help Wanyan Honglie even though he had a good impression of Wanyan Honglie in his heart. When he kept seeing the Jin people acting unscrupulously
The remaining patience in Ziqin's heart, which was caused by Wanyan Honglie's murder, disappeared.
Ziqin's anger reached its extreme when he finally saw a group of Jin soldiers surrounding and killing a lone caravan again, but this time Ziqin did not take out Wanyan Honglie's token to stop them.
Seeing that dozens of people in the entire caravan were slaughtered by the Jin soldiers, only a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old was left. She knelt down helplessly and cried bitterly, but she was still surrounded by more than a dozen cruel Jin soldiers. Ziqin's long knife
As for being unable to bear the sheath.
The long swords were unsheathed, and Ziqin's men leapt out from their horses. In the blink of an eye, they crossed more than ten battles and arrived around the golden soldiers.
The long sword was struck out with Ling Ran's murderous intent, killing more than ten golden soldiers in the blink of an eye.
Twenty-three people, this was the number Ziqin came up with after helping the little girl collect her body. There were a total of twenty-three people in the caravan, and no one except the little girl survived.
In troubled times, life is like a piece of grass. For the first time in his life, Ziqin felt a sigh for life in his heart.
After hurriedly burying the bodies of twenty-three people in the caravan, Ziqin took the little girl on the road, planning to find a good family to settle the little girl in when they got to the south. The little girl followed Ziqin surprisingly well, with even a blur in her eyes.
There is no trace of worry about having to follow a stranger after the death of a family member.
In the past, the Huaihe River had already entered the territory of the Song Dynasty in the south, but because the north of the Yangtze River was repeatedly attacked by the Jin people, it was still desolate. Fortunately, Ziqin's martial arts was considered the best in the world, and he hunted for a living along the way.
When it comes to a journey in the wild, it has a different flavor without the burning and killing by golden soldiers.
Not long after entering the south, one night, Ziqin had just put the newly caught prey on the fire to barbecue, and the little girl who had been by his side but had never spoken a word suddenly spoke.
"Gu Ling begs the master to accept me as his disciple."
The little girl suddenly knelt in front of Zi Qin, her little head raised slightly and looked at Zi Qin.
Ziqin was slightly startled by the sudden apprenticeship, and instinctively rejected it. However, when the little girl raised her head, her face suddenly fell into Ziqin's eyes.
What kind of face is this? There is a third degree of fear in the prayer. It is not fear of anything else, but fear of failure of one's own hope, the kind of fear of failure of the only hope of survival.
Gu Ling, this is definitely not the name of a little girl. No parent in the world would give such a name to their child.
Ziqin fell silent. In this world of famous people, Ziqin always thought that he was just playing a game, looking at the world from the perspective of a third party, and being free and happy as he pleased.
But when he saw the little girl's face and eyes, Ziqin suddenly felt that this was not a game world, but a real world. Everyone here had flesh and blood and had their own emotions.
"You want revenge."
However, even though he had a different feeling in his heart, Ziqin still did not immediately agree to accept the little girl as his disciple. He asked calmly.
A look of panic suddenly appeared on the little girl's face, and she knocked her head down hard. Zi Qin could clearly see that every time the little girl kowtowed, a shallow hole appeared on the ground.
Ziqin grabbed the little girl.
"Do you know that if you only have the word murder in your heart, then you will never have any other color except red in your life."
Ziqin tried to persuade him, but suddenly he felt that he was really clumsy and clumsy. This reason did not seem to be able to convince anyone. Even such a little girl might not understand the meaning of this sentence.
"There is only red left in my world. If I return to the normal world, it will be rendered gray at best, but there will be no other colors. However, learning martial arts may prevent more people from following my footsteps. I
There may be a chance that the world will change."
Who thought that Ziqin's words could not be heard before the little girl suddenly spoke calmly.
Ziqin couldn't help but feel shaken when he heard this sentence.
The little girl's words suddenly seemed to awaken some thoughts in Ziqin's body. He felt that countless thoughts suddenly appeared in his brain, and the long knife at his waist made a slight trembling sound.
A certain prompt appeared in his mind, but Ziqin ignored it completely. He looked at the little girl quietly. At this time, the latter also looked at him with her head raised.
Unless hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha.
Suddenly Ziqin thought of this sentence. Although the little girl's words were not as compassionate as Ksitigarbha's, they had similar thoughts in essence. The difference was that Ksitigarbha's words were about the word "crossing", and only by crossing all the evil ghosts could one become a Buddha, while the little girl's words
But it depends on one killing, killing all the traitors and saving the common people.
The killing sword technique is really just a sword technique that exists only for killing. Maybe the power of killing is not limited to killing, or maybe killing is not just a simple killing of beasts, but a thoughtful killing.
The killing sword skills in Ziqin's mind began to change rapidly.
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