Northern River Sword

Yunnan, Dali.

The Cangshan Mountain is verdant, and the Erhai Lake is covered with mist, as if a beautiful woman is covered with a veil.

Qin Xiao got off the horse and filled the water bladder by the lake.The moon has risen, and the water of the lake is shining.A young girl's singing came from a distance——"I send you a mandarin duck handkerchief, don't take it away from me, and don't forget it; second, I send you my sideburn silk, and I hope you can return it from thousands of rivers and mountains..."

The singing is soft and long. This is the love song of Dali Kingdom, and Qin Xiao can sing it after listening to it for a long time.He has always been a hard-hearted person, and when he heard this sad and lingering song, he felt a little nostalgic.

He had always been alone, and when he heard the singing in the night wind, he suddenly wished that he had a friend who could at least make him cherish each other in such a night.

Yu Huacong shook his mane lightly, and approached him gently.Qin Xiao felt a little comforted in her heart. The horse can't talk or lie, and it is always worth relying on.

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, to the east was the Central Plains.He left Dali this trip, and he didn't know when he would come back, and he might never come back.

In his bosom, he held seven Heartbreakers made by Ugin, and all seven of them would come in handy.

The sound of each Heartbreaker being forged echoed in his head.Sparks splattered in the darkness, and each hammer carried the hatred and determination to crush the enemy to ashes.

He was going to kill, to kill his father and enemy.

He has practiced kung fu hard for 15 years. Since he can remember, he has never wasted a moment on things that have nothing to do with sword practice.

His mother devoted her whole life to him. She taught him martial arts and even hatred.

His father, the first hero, was betrayed and framed by sworn brothers, ruined his reputation, and was forced to death.His mother said that his canthus was completely cracked, and he would not be able to close his eyes until he died.

What hatred and despair that is.

Qin Xiao got on the horse.Yu Huacong galloped so fast that he would be able to take him over Cangshan Mountain in no time.

He hated his enemy as much as he loved his mother.He was born for revenge, which is his innate mission and the only meaning of his existence.

He must not fail.