He hates making choices, so sometimes, he would rather have no choice.
When she was seven years old, the woman passed by Pingyuan Village and saw Ye Tian who was already dizzy from hunger and walked gently to his side. Then the woman took away Ye Tian with a bowl of porridge, and also took away his loyalty.
Later, that woman became his master. He didn't know his master's name, but he knew that his martial arts was very powerful, and countless people died under his willow leaf sword.
"Master, do you like killing people?"
"Don't like it."
"But you're killing people every month."
"Because there will always be endless treacherous people in this world."
Jianghu is a world of grudges and grudges. Maybe he and his master will die under someone else's sword in the next moment. Ye Tian knows that that day will come sooner or later.
The master died in the end, and there were rumors in the world that the witch Aunt Hua died under the sword of the Prodigal Son. Ye Tian has also been asking himself, if it were not for him, the master might really not die.
Ye Tian has only sorry for one person in his life, and that is a man. That man's name is Shen Zhiqiu.
There was only one thing in Ye Tian's life that he was sorry for his master about, and that was that he didn't kill the man named Shen Zhiqiu.
His name is Ye Tian, the leaf of leaves and the sky of sky.