"When the moon is cold and the smoke is dim, all things in the world will stop! The first move, the smoke is dim!"

"Two swords cut across the river, the moon is falling and the flowers are heavy with frost! The second move is to cut off the river!"

"The new wind blows away the snow in the middle of the night, and the beautiful soul is still in love with the peach blossom moon! The third style, the new wind!"

…

Han Yue's nine postures, holding flowers with a thousand hands, after a cup of tea, the knife stopped and the flowers fell, Lao Qu grabbed the last drop of lotus stamen with his right hand, flicked his finger, and shot straight towards the stunned Shen Xiaojia, piercing the leaves and splitting the wind,

As fast as thunder.

Ta! As soon as the wine was in his mouth, Shen Xiaojia's eyes immediately flashed with countless daggers, either chopping, slashing, teasing, picking, cutting, pushing, stabbing, or pulling apart!

Lao Qu slowly walked out of the flowers with Han Yue in his arms, yawned, patted Shen Xiaojia on the shoulder and said, "Slowly realize, I'm going to sleep first..."

Boom! After Lao Qu left, Shen Xiaojia's cheeks gradually turned red, and then he fell straight down, and soon he started snoring like thunder.

The wine enters the intestines, and 70% turns into the light of the sword. When you spit it out, the whole court is full of sharpness!

Shen Xiaojia had a long dream.

In the dream, he was a young apprentice in a drug store, and he had a beautiful senior sister. They fell in love with each other and agreed to get married in the coming year. They would hold hands and stay together till the end of their lives.

But something unexpected happened, and when the New Year was approaching, a group of bandits came to the city, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil.

In the sea of ​​fire, he could only watch helplessly as his senior sister was captured by the bandits, gradually moved away from him, and disappeared at the end of the sea of ​​fire...

He originally thought he would be buried in the sea of ​​fire, but unexpectedly after the bandits left, a spring rain extinguished the flames on his body and made him live again.

Climbing out from the pile of dead people, he searched the entire city and only found the rags of his senior sister in a shabby house.

His eyes are getting redder and redder, and his fists are getting tighter and tighter.

Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!

There is only one thing in his heart, even if he spends his whole life, he must find those bandits and avenge this blood feud!

If he wants to take revenge, he must have a knife in his hand and be good at martial arts. He has neither of these two things, but he knows there is a place where he can get them.

There is a killer organization in the world called Blood Moon. Every year, they recruit some new blood, each of whom is equipped with a knife, and then sends all the newcomers to a desert island to start a hellish trial.

The trial is very simple. There are only three words: kill! kill! kill!

No matter the method or means, you can only get out alive by killing everyone else.

He held the knife in his hand and cut it from one end of the island to the other, cutting off the grass on the entire island.

Just when he thought he could leave, Blood Moon added a new level of difficulty to him and sent up the killer who had walked out of this island nine years ago.

He didn't ask any questions, let alone complain. He held the broken knife full of gaps and fought with the nine people. Every time he killed one person, there would be another fatal wound on his body.

After killing the eighth killer, he himself fell into a deep cave, covered in bruises and barely breathing.

A mouthful of unwilling resentment.

It was precisely because of this resentment that he survived again, gnawed a piece of ten-thousand-year-old blood sesame in the hole, and found a more convenient knife, Hanyue. With a good knife, sword skills will naturally improve

Gotta reach the top.

Three days later, when everyone thought he was dead, he cut off the last killer's head with Han Yue in his hand and threw it at the feet of the leader of the Blood Moon Organization without saying a word.

From then on, there was a ruthless killer in the world, a killer who didn't like to talk and always had a cold face. Because of the battle on the island, Blood Moon gave him the title, Nine-Life Cat God.

The first thing he did when he walked out of the island was to find the bandits and kill one of them with the cold moon in his hand, causing a river of blood...

Oh oh oh!

Three rooster crows woke up Shen Xiaojia who was immersed in the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of corpses, announcing that a new day had arrived.

Shen Xiaojia rubbed his sleepy eyes, blocked the dazzling sunlight with his hands, sat up slowly, looked around, and found that Lao Qu was holding a broom, sweeping away last night's flying flowers again and again, pinching some

With stiff shoulders and neck, he complained, "You just let me sleep outside? Even if you don't bring me into the house, you should give me a pillow!"

Lao Qu softly said "Oh" and said expressionlessly, "I thought you would wake up on your own soon, but I didn't expect you slept here all night. I really overestimated you."

Shen Xiaojia rolled his eyes, crossed his legs and looked at Lao Qu, and suddenly smiled and said, "Lao Qu, I had a very long dream last night."

"What dream?"

"Dream of the Jianghu! The flash of swords and the shadow of swords, the bloody storm!"

"Jianghu is just a dream..." Lao Qu continued to lower his head and clean up the fallen leaves and flying flowers, and said casually, "I slept all night and had such a long dream. How much did I learn?"

Shen Xiaojia jumped up from the ground with a whoosh, his nostrils pointed to the sky, "Not to mention 100%, at least 70% or 80%."

Lao Zhizhi pulled down a branch, threw it to Shen Xiaojia, picked his nose and said, "Come and have a look!"

Weighing the branch in his hand, Shen Xiaojia moved his wrist a few times and said confidently, "Look, let you see my extraordinary talent!"

After that, Shen Xiaojia danced the branches and loudly announced the names of Hanyue Nine Styles, but it looked like some kind of popular dance in the square.

A few veins gradually appeared on Lao Qu's forehead, his eyes were cold and he said, "Okay, okay...Xiao Jia, remember not to mention the names of your moves when you fight with others in the future..."

"Why? I see that you and Zeng Ba both like to recite a few words when fighting. That momentum and style really have the demeanor of a peerless master!"

"Because we are peerless masters. It doesn't matter if we read it or not. No one else can guard against it... If you just read it, it won't work. It's easy for others to find opportunities to crack the moves... Well, remember, don't tell us yours."

You learned martial arts from me, so you don’t need to..."

"I understand this!" Shen Xiaojia blinked at Lao Qu, "Just like Patriarch Bodhi told Sun Wukong not to report as a disciple, are you afraid that I will cause great trouble in the future with my martial arts skills and cause you trouble?

!”

"As long as you understand..." Lao Qu said with a somewhat unnatural look on his face, "Finally, I would like to remind you that the true meaning of a knife is to hide it. The reason why Han Yue does not have a scabbard is to hide it. Many people think that hiding means to hide the knife.

The sheath is hidden, but it is not. It is hidden in the city. Hiding deeply means not hiding it. Only by exposing the blade but not the intention can you have a sudden and stunning sword strike!"

Shen Xiaojia touched his chin and thought for a moment, nodded repeatedly, and was about to exchange some martial arts experience with Lao Qu who suddenly walked quickly to the hall. When he turned his head, he saw the proprietress Yan Yan standing barefoot on the roof of the restaurant, and wondered, "What is this, proprietress?"

what are you doing?"

"She's looking for his son."

"Yan Qi? He's awake?"

"I woke up an hour before you."

"It's normal for him to go to bed earlier than me and wake up earlier than me... Where did he go?"

"After he woke up, he first went to Yanyu Tower. He didn't know what kind of stimulation he got. When he came back, he wanted to be like the gray crow in your story. He said he wanted to find a cliff to jump off..."

"Absurd! He is a human, not a bird. He can't fly!" Shen Xiaojia saw the landlady suddenly singing the song he had written before on the roof, and he grinned and said, "Don't let the landlady go."

Why is Yan Qila coming back and singing on the roof?"

Lao Qu pursed his lips and said, "Yan Qi disappeared in a flash. The boss's wife stood on the roof to see which cliff Yan Qi would jump from so that she could collect the body... By the way, the boss's wife said that Yan Qi was because of you.

If Yan Qi’s body is not found when he jumps off a cliff, your body will be used instead!”

"Nonsense!" Shen Xiaojia's face turned pale, "The restaurant is only as high as the cliff! How could she see it? I'm going to pull that bastard Yan Qi back to save two lives!"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Xiaojia ran out of the restaurant in a hurry, glanced left and right on the street, and remembered the Broken Heart Cliff where they often went to get bird eggs when they were children, and immediately rushed out of the city.

After half a stick of incense, Shen Xiaojia finally found Yan Qi in a green robe on the edge of the cliff. He took a few deep breaths, slowly walked over, stood next to Yan Qi, and followed Yan Qi's gaze to look down the cliff.

Go and ask softly, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at my future..." Yan Qi said with an extremely serious face, "A glorious and legendary future!"

"What's the meaning?"

"Falled off a cliff, survived a catastrophe, met a senior master by chance, and learned peerless martial arts..."

"Idiot!" Shen Xiaojia said angrily, "There is an open space under this cliff. There is no grass growing, not even a hair. Which senior expert would be in such a place!"

Yan Qi sighed softly, "You don't understand... It didn't exist before I jumped, and it will appear after I jump..." He twisted the waist of the bucket a few times, "Xiao Jia, you will bear witness today."

, look how I transform from a gray crow into a soaring sparrowhawk!”

"Idiot! Fairy tales are all lies!" Shen Xiaojia grabbed Yan Qi's arm, "You're not usually like this, are you awake? Let's go back and catch up on some sleep!"

"Xiao Jia," Yan Qi suddenly said with a sad look on his face, "I am very sober now. Anyone who is splashed with cold water early in the morning will be very sober..."

"Yanyu Tower?" Shen Xiaojia recalled Lao Qu's words and frowned, "Did they pour cold water on you? Your clothes weren't wet either?"

Yan Qi bit his lip and said with red eyes, "They insulted me..."

"what happened?"

"When I bought this pair of moiré shoes made by Miss Yunqiao, they asked me to pick up the invitation for the evening poetry recital today... But I went to them this morning to ask for the invitation... They actually didn't give it to me.

They say I'm a rich country bumpkin who doesn't know anything about poetry... Tell me, are there any bullies like this? I want to become stronger, I want to become a peerless master and blind their eyes!"

"It's a bit unreasonable. It's really like burning a bridge...invitation?" Shen Xiaojia took out a red invitation from his arms, "I have one here, take it if you want!"

Yan Qi's eyes lit up, he opened the invitation and took a look, but then he quickly became depressed, shook his head from side to side and said, "No, the invitations for tonight's poetry meeting all have names and numbers written on them. Even if other people hold the invitations, they can't."

You can't go in...unless...you come with me, I can pretend to be your book boy..."

"I won't go," Shen Xiaojia coughed lightly, "I've been busy with official duties lately, and I really can't get away..."

Yan Qi suddenly shook off Shen Xiaojia's arm and said decisively, "Then let me jump down and find the master!"
Chapter completed!