Pan Wei gritted his teeth, he was used to seeing life and death, and he was completely indifferent to killing people.

However, the people he killed, and the people he wanted to kill, were all immortal cultivators, or people who were treacherous and evil, not these ordinary people.

But now, these people are taking ordinary people for fun, which is only ethical and moral, mad, and inferior.

He himself is now an ordinary person, and he can't save these people at all, so he can only watch them being tortured and killed, and being shot.

"Uninteresting. Ji Zhongliu propped his forehead, tilted his body, and looked lazily at the hundreds of people on the field, "These people have no fighting spirit at all, they are really boring, and they don't even have anyone who can fight." ”

Yan Zheng stood straight, his eyes swept towards everyone, and suddenly he saw a familiar person, blinked, and before he could make a sound, Ji Zhongliu said up: "Li Mu!"

Yes, Yan Zheng also saw Li Mu, but before he could speak, Ji Zhongliu found him.

Li Mu huddled in the back corner of the crowd, he was very tall, and shrinking also made him a cut taller than others.

Moreover, the most emblematic thing of his affection is his hair, which is different from the hair of others.

His hair was as hard as a pig's bristle, not as soft and slippery as the hair of others. Therefore, even if Li Mu shrunk his head, his hair stood up so that others could recognize him at a glance.

"Drag it out. ”

Ji Zhongliu's eyes were full of joy, so a guard dragged Li Mu out of the crowd and threw him in the middle.

The strength of the guards was so great that Li Mu lay down in the snow and happened to be planted in the snow mixed with blood and water.

When he raised his head, he was slightly embarrassed.

Pan Wei saw that it was him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Who is that person?"

Pai Shan said like a Bai Xiaosheng: "That person is Li Mu, the eldest young master of the Li family, and he is a mortal enemy of the eldest young master of the Ji family. ”

Pan Wei looked at him puzzled.

Pai Shan said: "Young Master Li Mu and Young Master Ji were born in the same year and month. When he was a child, Young Master Li Mu was smart, and he could dance with a knife and a gun without walking, so that he could speak, and he was an exporter. On the contrary, the eldest young master of the Ji family, but the response was mediocre, Young Master Li Mu became famous in the imperial capital at the age of five, capable of literature and martial arts, and was the pinnacle of entering the law at the age of five. On the contrary, when the eldest young master of the Ji family was five years old, he hid in his mother's arms and cried. Therefore, the people of the imperial capital will always draw the two eldest young masters together for comparison, praising Young Master Li Mu and degrading the eldest young master of the Ji family. ”

Dump Hai answered: "But then this matter was reversed, Young Master Li Mu didn't know what was going on, when he was fifteen years old, he couldn't cultivate anymore, and all the things he cultivated before were all reversed and finally gone." By the time Young Master Li Mu was eighteen years old, he had become an ordinary person who couldn't cultivate. However, the eldest young master of the Ji family soared into the sky and became a cultivation genius. Now, if the people of the imperial capital compare the two again, they all laugh at Young Master Li Mu and praise the eldest young master of the Ji family. ”

Pan Wei twisted his eyebrows: "So, the eldest young master of the Ji family has hated Young Master Li Mu since he was a child, because he made him a joke when he was young." ”

The mountains nodded again and again: "Exactly." ”

"Why do you call Li Mu Young Master Li Mu instead of the Li family's eldest young master?" Pan Wei asked.

Pai Shan sighed lightly: "Since Young Master Li Mu could no longer cultivate, the Li family rejected him and banished him. The exile is to bear the surname of the Li family, but it is no longer the Li family, no matter what happens to him outside, the Li family will no longer care about him. Now, he is in the hands of the eldest young master of the Ji family, and he is afraid that he will have to shed a layer of skin. ”

"How can it be a layer of skin, I'm afraid I have to take off ten layers of skin, right?" Pour Hai snorted coldly, "Young Master Li Mu is such a caring person, he has set up an orphanage and taken in so many orphans, he is a good person. On the contrary, this eldest young master of the Ji family, apart from shooting people for fun, what else did he do, nothing. ”

The three of them shrunk into a corner, their voices were very low, and there was no one around, so no one heard what they said.

But even so, when talking to Pan Wei, he was cautious and looked frightened.

On the field at this time, Li Mu patted the snowflakes on his body, stood straight, looked directly at Ji Zhongliu, smiled, and waved at the other party: "Ji Dashao, don't come unharmed." ”

Ji Zhongliu hated Li Mu's smile as faint as a breeze the most, with fearlessness, nobility, nobility, and noble bloodline that he didn't have in his life, which made him crazy with hatred, and hated to kill him immediately.

But he didn't.

If he wanted to kill Li Mu, it would be a matter of minutes, and if he really killed Li Mu, the Li family would definitely not trouble him, he had this confidence.

But whoever says that if you hate a person, you have to destroy him, no, if you hate a person, you have to trample him under your feet, see him live like a beggar, watch him live as if he died, watch him remorse, this is the best revenge.

"Li Mu, you are really lucky to have committed a crime in my hands today. When Ji Zhongliu spoke, he really gritted his teeth, compared with Li Mu's light demeanor, he fell to the bottom and lost his demeanor.

However, he couldn't bear it, he hated it.

Li Mupian was polite and gentle: "Ji Dashao, I'm not a thug, I guess you know, can you ask, can you let me go?"

Ji Zhongliu laughed: "You're not a thug?" he yelled, "Who else doesn't admit that they are thugs and stand up." ”

But no one stood up, they had seen his ruthless methods before, if they stood up now, it would be tantamount to rushing to make tea for Lord Yama.

Ji Zhongliu spread his hands and looked at Li Mu with a sneer: "See, they all admit that they are thugs, then it proves that I didn't arrest the wrong person." You're not wrong, you're a thug, right?"

Li Mu shook his head and chuckled: "No." Ji Dashao, I'm a serious person, I'm on the street today, but I just want to buy something to keep out the cold, why did I become a thug? Ji Dashao, you can't catch people according to your preferences to satisfy your lofty vanity, is it right?"

"Bold!" Yan Zheng shouted angrily, picked up the AK in his hand, aimed at Li Mu, and if he said one more word, he bombarded him.

Li Mu was very timely, and when he said what he had to say, he stood quietly, letting the wind and snow lap on him, he was like a proud snow pine, motionless, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance.

Seeing this, Pan Wei couldn't help but sigh secretly, but when he met Ji Dashao, who was as fierce as a jackal, even if he was very reasonable, he was vulnerable.

Ji Dashao was furious, he snatched the AK in Yan Zheng's hand, and shot at Li Mu, the bullet hit the snow in front of Li Mu, splashing snowflakes and flying, making Li Mu look like a fairy in the snow, blurred, and did not know his true face.

The gunfire stopped, but the snow did not stop.

The young man standing in the field was still as strong as a pine and cypress, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

If there is no blood stain on his face, he is a handsome young master at this time, handsome and unparalleled.

Seeing him like this, Ji Zhongliu's heart was even more angry, and he slapped Li Mu with a palm: "The bones are so hard!"

There was a click, and Li Mu broke one hand, hung down weakly, and gasped in pain, but he still had that smile on his face.

The mountains and the sea hugged each other in fright: "Ah, yes, can't Young Master Li Mu be soft? Bow your head and say a good word, suffer less, and be a good man again after eighteen years, why bother?"

Pan Wei didn't make a sound, his eyes looked at the young man standing in the field, thinking back to his past life, that was when he was not liked by his parents, and he heard that he was going to be driven out of the family, he used to be like this, kneeling in the snow against the wind and snow, begging them not to drive him away.

He knelt for three days and three nights, and finally was led into the family, he thought he was accepted by the family, he thought he would be loved by his parents again.

But everything was an illusion, and the family did not drive him away, but deprived him of everything, and completely exiled him, regardless of whether he asked or did not raise him. He is like an abandoned puppy, looking at all the people and things in the house, but he can't find a place for himself.

On that day, it was also a snowy day, he was beaten by his brother, he broke three ribs, and he vomited blood and couldn't get up on the ground.

Someone reported it to his parents, who came. But when they came, they did not comfort him, nor did they visit him, but accused him of offending his brothers, and even called him a waste, a waste, and he should leave here, not to discredit and disgrace them.

He lay in the snow like this, accepting their accusations, and then, he slowly stood up, just like Li Mu is now, even if he was shot in the thigh by a bullet and scraped his face by a bullet, he still smiled like a spring breeze, firm as a pine and cypress, and stood upright.

The same fate, the same abandonment by the family, will have pity for that person.