beg for chivalry

It seemed like a long and vague dream.

Two years ago, Tianshan Cliff.

He was lying under the cliff, covered with goose feathers and snow, and the ice field was covered with silver, stretching as far as the eye could see.A pink-orange glow appeared in the sky, gently wrapping the mountains.The clouds floated in the sky like a veil, and were blown away by the wind in an instant, just like him in the wind and snow, standing alone, with nowhere to go.

The limbs seemed to be broken into pieces of porcelain, petal by petal buried in the snow.The Yubai knife stood aside, the blood on the handle had dried up and turned black.So he vaguely remembered that he seemed to be lying here because of the knife.

Yushawaquan is the scariest sword move in the world, not because of its destructive power, but because every time the sword is swung, the sword owner has to exert all his strength.To touch supernatural powers with a mortal body, one must really have to pay such a price.His price now is that his mind is muddled, he can't think of anything, and his eyes are getting dizzy, and the white light in his eyes is overwhelming.

There was a rustling sound in the snow, and someone stepped on the snow and dragged him up with difficulty.The man was wearing a black satin jacket with arrow sleeves, and his face was covered with a ferocious ghostly face. Fine snow droplets fell between the fangs, and turned into crystal snow drops as he exhaled.

Jin Wu dragged Yu Qiuxia to the wooden plank, pulled the thick rope and started to move.

"Who are you?"

There seemed to be a white cloud in front of his eyes, Yu Qiuxia asked weakly.

This person is really a fool, Jin Wu thought.He should have parted ways with him. The Yubai swordsman is the number one admired by the world, while the black-clothed Luo Sha is just the worst gutter rat, who is cast aside and suppressed by the world.Their travels came to an abrupt end not long ago, and Bailiu from the north came to kill them, and heroes from all sides gathered together, almost pushing them into a desperate situation.In desperation, Yu Qiuxia settled the game with the third knife, but he was seriously injured and rolled to the bottom of the cliff.

The seriously injured idiot was still muttering questions.Jinwu broke the wooden branch, fixed it with cloth strips and arms, and dragged the plank with difficulty to walk in the snow.A thin scratch appeared on the ice sheet, and the snowflakes fell quietly.

"where is this place……"

"Nowhere."

"...Since there is nowhere...where are we going now?"

The hemp rope made his shoulders burn and hurt, Jinwu switched hands and walked in the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot.Snow fell into the boots, and the limbs were so numb that they didn't seem to grow on the body.While dragging the board with great difficulty, he looked into the distance.

The snow field is endless, and the sky and the earth blend together, as if life and death are also stagnant here.

"...to a place far away."

Jinwu thought of Jiading, where the spring spirit is harmonious.How far is it from Tianshan to Jiading?He only knew that it was indeed very far away, as if it was a long distance that could never be reached in a lifetime.But this idiot ran a few times, thinking about it, it didn't seem too far away.It's just that after Jin Zhen's death, he burned down the house, and if he wanted to build another one, it would cost a lot of money.

Hu Siluan wants to reduce the fatigue on his body a lot.Jin Wu looked back at Yu Qiuxia, who stared at the sky with blank eyes, his eyes were dim, like a deep well that could not penetrate the light.This is the insidious aspect of blindness. These days, he has been looking for famous doctors from all over the world, but he doesn't know how to cure the eye disease caused by the poison.

Even if he is transferred to him with the help of Mi Jinzi, the famous Yubai swordsman will become useless and blind in a short time.

Yu Qiuxia said in a daze, "If you don't tell me, I'll guess who you are."

Jin Wu pursed his lips, just moving forward on his own.At this time, it can be said that there are thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and evening snow, and there is solitude except for the sound of the wind, and walking alone among them is lonely and difficult.

"The posthumous boss who sells sesame seed cakes..."

"wrong."

"Grandma Zhou from the noodle shop."

"No."

"Zhang Er from the steam roll stall! Liu Si from Chunyu Tower!" Yu Qiuxia began to yell.

Jin Wu kicked him on the head, "Wrong, big mistake!"

Maybe this idiot only has food, drink and merrymaking in his head, and only one-sided foolishness.Jinwu regretted saving him a bit, it seemed that dragging this man back was nothing more than a waste of food, raising a fool who eats and drinks for nothing.

"I can't figure it out..." Yu Qiuxia said in frustration.

"Does your brain only remember a little bit of names?"

Yu Qiuxia said: "I can't guess. Then let me guess who I am."

Hearing this, Jin Wu was stunned, as if a grain of sand was stuck in his chest.He knew before that Yu Sui Wa Quan's knife could not be used casually, but he didn't want to really teach people to forget the past, and even forget who he is.

"Oh, I'm in so much pain right now, my body hurts everywhere... Did it fall from the edge of the cliff?" Yu Qiuxia frowned and twisted on the board, looking like a big snow-white maggot, but if As soon as he moved, blood streaked out from the chapped skin and mixed in the winding wood texture.

"Am I a hero? The stories of the storytellers are full of masters who jumped off the cliff and survived. I must be a powerful person."

Jin Wu said: "What a hero, I can't see a fool."

He was a little distraught at the moment.He never thought before that it would be so difficult for a person to regain himself.It has been seven years since he left Jiading. He has been wandering in the world like a duckweed. Neither of his relatives, friends or neighbors are alive. No one in this world knows his real name anymore, only the black-clothed Rakshasa full of evil, and the blood-debt murderous ghost.

The wind and snow are desolate, and there seem to be thousands of strings and pipes singing and crying.The flying snow all over the sky danced wildly, splitting the sky like a blade.

Jinwu moved slowly, the snow on his shoulders accumulated more and more, his body was numb and cold, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.He fell and slipped several times, and every time he stood up, his face seemed to be torn.

Amidst the deafening wind, there gradually came a murmur like a dream.

"Can't remember... who I... am."

Yu Qiuxia was still talking dumbly.After the third cut, he looked very miserable, lying here in pieces like a broken porcelain pot.I can't remember other people's names, nor can I remember who I am.

The disturbing murmurs continued, Jinwu simply left the idiot aside, stood up and continued to pull the hemp rope.A layer of skin was scratched on his hands, blood and ropes stuck together and froze, he felt desperate in the hunger and cold, he didn't know when he would be able to get out of this snow field, or both of them would die here.

too bitter.His life seems to be too bitter.As far as I can remember, it seems that I have never had a single day of Ansheng.It seems that he was born destined not to be loved by the heavens, and he had no way to live and die, even when he made up his mind to save a person, the gods would oppose him.

At this time, Jin Wu suddenly heard a thin voice behind him, Yu Qiuxia stared straight at the sky like a dead fish turning its belly: "I can't remember..."

"Don't remember if you can't remember." He said coldly.

"I can't remember my name..."

The soles of the boots stepped heavily on the snow, and the next moment they suddenly couldn't move.

Because it is difficult for Yu to seek flaws. "But...I remember yours."

He opened his eyes slightly and looked back.The idiot in white was still staring at the sky with blank eyes, not even a cloud shadow could be reflected in his eyes as deep as ink pools.Yu Qiuxia murmured.

"Golden Crow. Your name is Golden Crow."

"I can't forget this name... because once I forget it... I can never find you again."

In the snowy wind, there seemed to be thousands of soldiers galloping and roaring, and my ears hurt from the whistling wind.But this voice was the only one that was clearly distinguishable, and every word fell into my ears, but it seemed like a knife was cutting my heart.

Suddenly, there seemed to be heat in the eye sockets, as if the taut bowstring suddenly broke.Jin Wu threw down the rope abruptly, stepped on the wooden plank, and roared:

"Why...remember me!" He yelled hoarsely, grabbed Yu Qiuxia's skirt, and questioned almost out of control.

Why does a person who doesn't even know his own name, a person who should have forgotten all the past, still miss his name.There shouldn't be his name and surname in this world, and the rest of his life is nothing but living in secret, breathing in blame and rejection.

"Since you can't even remember yourself... still remember what I do..."

Jin Wu panted, slowly loosened his fingers, and stood there blankly and helplessly.Yu Qiuxia fell back onto the wooden board, making a slight groan|sound.

Yu Qiuxia said: "If no one can remember you...would you be sad? I don't want...to make you sad." He blinked, and suddenly frowned sleepily, "No...it seems like I'm about to forget, I have to Write it down with a pen and paper! Last time I almost forgot it, I kowtowed in front of the Buddha statue for a hundred times before I remembered it..."

As he spoke, the idiot began to stubbornly recite his name over and over again, sometimes pausing for a moment, and then added it immediately, as if he was afraid that it would disappear from his mind if it was too late.

The new wind whizzed past by his side, and there was a sharp pain in the cold.Jin Wu stood silently for a while, he picked up the hemp rope again, looped it around his hand, and covered Yu Qiuxia's eyes with his hand.

"Forget it."

Yu Qiuxia said, "But if I don't remember, I won't be able to remember you in the future..."

Jinwu said: "I'll tell you again at that time. I'll tell you once you forget, and I'll tell you until your ears are rotten. You won't be able to listen to it."

"Really?" Yu Qiuxia asked uneasily, struggling to break free from his palm.But Jinwu wrapped the hemp rope around him and tied him firmly.When I let go of my hand, my eyes are still a vast expanse of whiteness, the sound of wind and snow, the sky and the earth are of the same color, and there is endless numbness and drowsiness in the cold, as if falling into a picturesque dream scene.

"Really. I'll read it to you first." Jin Wu closed his eyes and said calmly. "You are Wang Xiaoyuan, and I am Jinwu."

"It's nobody else, that's all."

The echoes are layer upon layer, like ripples.The dream is illusory and cold, full of strange lights.All of a sudden, he seemed to remember the past, he seemed to be in the wicked ditch with jagged mountains, and then fell into Jiading, where the begonias were blooming, and then Tianshan, snow, clear water and rock springs.

He vaguely remembered the figure of the man in the shadow of the red candle, tapping the knuckles of the chessboard in the twilight bamboo shadow, and the moonlight in the blue eyes when he was sailing together on a boat.The broken memories seem to be finally picked up one by one, but the sorrow and sorrow in my heart expand like a deep moat, the dull pain turns into a raging wave, and my heart is even more mixed, I don't know whether it is joy or worry.

Wang Xiaoyuan woke up suddenly, top-heavy as if thrown into the world.He seemed to have remembered everything, but he still had no sense of reality.

He is a jade white swordsman, jade seeks flaws, and is praised by the world as the number one in the world.The exquisite sword technique, the unreasonable intimacy with Yu Jiachen, and the hidden worry about Tianshan Gate seemed to have a reason in an instant.Everything seems to be inexplicable, and it is taken for granted.

Only then did he remember that Ben was holding someone in his arms.After tossing and tossing all night before, both of them were physically and mentally exhausted, and Wang Xiaoyuan also fell asleep in the bloated feeling of the morningweed.

Wang Xiaoyuan looked down at Jinwu, his young master was in a deep sleep, his pale face seemed to be covered with frost.A rooster crowed faintly in the distance, and although the sky was still purple and dark, there were a few traces of morning light.Wang Xiaoyuan shook him lightly.

Perhaps it was due to the slight force, but Jinwu was still asleep.So he called softly again: "Jin Wu. Jin Wu...Young Master?"

A stack of voices called several times, but there was no movement.Wang Xiaoyuan was puzzled and suddenly felt that the front of the clothes seemed to be a piece of hard board. When he reached out to touch it, he found some hard lumps on the clothes, and when he rubbed them, black and red fine particles broke off.

is blood.

His front was covered with clotted blood.

As if a thunderbolt struck straight down, Wang Xiaoyuan lifted the quilt with trembling hands, the scene in front of him was shocking.The quilt was dyed a bright red, as if it was pouring down, it was scary, some of it was not completely dry, and it was wet and warm to the touch.

Last night when his young master coughed up blood, he didn't wake him up, he gritted his teeth and endured it.And just when he fell asleep and finally retrieved the past from his dream, he missed the person he had been looking for all along.

Jin Wu fell into his arms, his clothes were wet with blood, his face was pale, and he seemed to have lost his voice.