There is a fortune-telling young man in the world.
He has a high ponytail, his eyes are crooked when he smiles, and there is a small tiger tooth on the right side. Squatting on a tree and eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake, every time he went to a place he would carve "Jiangnan is here" on the tree trunk - the words were carved very small, like a cat's paw scratching.
He said that he was a righteous Taoist priest who traveled around the world and made a living by telling fortunes. It's quite clever - this sentence is often followed by "I lied to you".
No one knows that this carefree young man is the number one in the world who became famous in one battle at the age of sixteen.
He picked up a child named Ah Qing, who was thin and stubborn, and would never let go of a stick. I met a brother named Sui Feng. He was so honest and honest, and could move up together with just one look.
Then the world became unstable. The devil is rising, massacring villages and killing people, looking for the retired number one in the world.
Killing all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, the name of the Blood-clothed Sword Immortal spread throughout the world. Heifengling rescued people, Heishuijian rescued twenty-three people, and the truth was discovered in the Ten Thousand Snakes Valley - the man in black robe was an old friend of his parents, and he had been waiting for twenty years to die in his hands to atone for his sins.
Confrontation on the top of the mountain, swords raised and then lowered.
This is not a killing story. It is fortune-telling, eating osmanthus cakes, and carving words on trees; it is two people sharing a jade pendant, and three people spelling out "peace"; no matter how heavy the background is, it must be filtered with the brightness of youth.
It's like the feeling when Huang Rong was around in the early stages of "The Condor". Bright, vivid, passionate, and——
After the fight, we can squat on the roadside together and eat a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Intention: So what if I am the best in the world? I just want to squat on the roadside and eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
