Hero, look at my new hat

Let me tell you three stories first.

1,

The first story.

When meeting that person, the little emperor was only 15 years old.

The regent □□ usurped the throne, forced the palace to □□, and the holy dynasty was on the verge of collapse.

Escorted by guards, he escaped from the palace overnight to join his uncle in Zhaoyuan. His followers fled and died all the way. This escape saw too much blood, and the little emperor's heart gradually became numb.

He has only one thought, and he cannot let the country die in his hands.

It was approaching Zhaoyuan, the regent sent thousands of troops to arrest them, and there were less than ten disabled people around him.

His subordinates were killed one by one, and he hated himself for being powerless.I sighed in my heart, is it true that the sky is going to kill me?

The leader of the rebel army approached on horseback. He was tall and strong, covering all the light. He only saw the dark shadow showing his white teeth and grinning: "Come on, brothers, his life is worth a thousand gold."

At this point, the little emperor did not want to be humiliated, so he picked up the long knife that had fallen into a pool of blood and held it in front of his neck with tears in his eyes.

"Father, I'm sorry..."

He was heartbroken, and just about to use his strength, he saw a flash of white light in front of him, and the sound of sharp knives piercing his body came from his ears, and the leader with countless blood on his hands just fell down.

The blocked light came out, and it was noon.

The little emperor raised his head, and the man stood against the light, outlining a slender figure with long hair blown by the wind and dressed in white.The sun was too glaring, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he just looked at each other for a moment, those eyes were clear and indifferent, as if they had no desires or desires, no fear or fear.

The little emperor immediately grabbed the straw and asked him for help.

The knight had no time to speak, held his arm, drew his sword and knocked the cavalrymen off the horse, and then pulled him back onto the horse.Holding light as a sword, you can't do anything wrong, and cut a bloody path in the crowd.

The knight hugged him to his chest, he couldn't see the face, he could only see the delicate white chin.

More and more enemy troops are coming up, moving forward is Zhaoyuan.

With his height, he could only catch a glimpse of the knight patting him on the head, and his voice was cold: "Be a good emperor."

As he spoke, he handed over the reins in his hand, and flicked the whip vigorously on the horse. The knight dismounted, and the war horse rushed out like an arrow, getting closer and closer to the corresponding city gate.

The little emperor's heart was beating so fast that he couldn't help turning his head, but what he saw was still a figure from the back, facing thousands of troops alone.He knew he couldn't stay, but he still couldn't help asking him loudly.

"Hero, what's your name?"

"I'm using my sword to reach the sky."

The man drew his sword, only to see a light and shadow.

I'm afraid he won't forget the name, the little emperor thought to himself.

2,

The second story.

The leader is a beauty, a beauty with high martial arts skills.

Everyone loves his face, everyone covets his face.

His old enemy plotted against him, and his subordinates betrayed him.In the underworld melee, he encountered all possible ups and downs.He was brutally raped, hung from a tree, drugged and forced to accept one man after another.

Everyone says they love him, and everyone hurts him.

Unbearable, the leader chose to jump off a cliff to end his life.

The leader looked at the remorseful faces of his old enemies and subordinates, and made one last wish: he hoped that he would not have such a face in the next life.

He heard cries from the top of the cliff, the mountain wind blew, and the scenery changed drastically until it became a straight line, and he fell into a person's arms.

He is not dead!

The leader felt that this must be God's arrangement, he got up, with tears in his eyes: "Hero, thank you for saving me."

The knight stood up calmly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "You're welcome."

The leader asked with concern: "Did you get hurt because of me?"

The knight picked up the sword that fell on the ground, and said calmly: "It's okay."

He coughed up another mouthful of blood.

This was the first man who didn't covet his own beauty, the leader was very moved and couldn't help but look at him more.The chivalrous man looks cold and aloof, with delicate features, and is dressed in white, with his sleeves raised to give off a burst of fragrance.He couldn't help but confide to the knight how he was plotted by his old enemy, how he was disturbed at the last moment of his practice, and how he was abused.

The man raised his eyebrows, seemed surprised, pursed his lips and thought for a long time, and motioned him to sit down.

Qi travels through two channels, and yin and yang intersect.

The leader discovered that the chivalrous man's internal strength has a deep foundation.

After retreating for a few days, the leader opened up the meridians with the help of the knight, breaking through the last level of martial arts.He returned to the Devil's Cult, killed his enemy with a single sword to avenge the hatred, and quelled the civil strife. Only then did he remember that the knight had disappeared.

He didn't talk much during the few days we got along, but he seemed to have mentioned his name...

"I'm using my sword to reach the sky."

After the leader unified the underworld, he still couldn't forget it.

The author has something to say: the hero accepts, the hero will be green soon