Daizong Frost Knife

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the world will fall. A young man carrying an old sword came down from Mount Tai and headed south. Su Yanqiu is a descendant of Taishan Daizong Sword Sect. He talks little, is quick with his sword, and never fights or grabs. At the ferry of the Yellow River, she met Jiang Huaitang, the daughter of a salt merchant, and she couldn't get rid of him from then on - it wasn't because he was pestering people, it was because he happened to be walking on the same road as her: he was in her sight for everything from turning over corpses and examining bones in Haoli Mountain, to rescuing people from abandoned kilns in Qufu, to night battles in ancient temples in the holy city. This person doesn't do things for profit, doesn't cry out for injustice, and doesn't stand in front of others, but he always takes action when it's time to take action and never looks back. After killing the person, he squatted by the river to clean his sword. After cleaning, he put away the sword and left, pretending that nothing happened. She discovered that there was something stupid about him - he was just too clean, as clean as a knife that had not been sheathed. On the other line, the left-handed swordsman Xiao Wujin escaped from prison in Jinan Mansion and headed south. He was sold to Daizong by his master at the age of thirteen and learned exactly the same swordsmanship. The difference is that Su Yanqiu uses his right hand and he uses his left hand. He kills with the hilt of his sword and silences with his scar. He didn't hate Su Yanqiu, he just wanted to know whether he still felt pain from Daizongshan's palm on the snowy night. Three people, three roads, all going in the same direction. The land of Lu is long and the mountains and rivers are broken. Some people come to kill, some go to save people, some are looking for a sword, some are looking for a left hand - but all Su Yanqiu wants is: a road where no one dies. This is a world about knives. The sword is Daizong's sword, and the frost is the frost of the world.