In the border town of Beiyuan, the sky is full of wind and snow.
Young Shen Changce, a rusty iron knife, and two nameless graves.
When he was eighteen years old, he realized that his parents did not die of illness, but were killed by someone.
The person who killed them is still sitting on the dragon throne.
So the young man entered the rivers and lakes, met brothers and confidants, and pointed his sword directly at the capital.
Someone asked him: Do you know who you are facing?
He said: I know.
Then why do you dare to go?
The young man held the knife tightly and said word by word:
"Because the person he wants to kill is the person I want to protect."
This is a story about protection.
A knife, a person, a world.
