On the night of thunderstorms, tired people have long been asleep, Lang Li leaned on the straw mat in the corner, quietly listening to the sound of wind and rain, the light of thunder and lightning flashed on his face, lowered his head, and could not see his expression clearly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What, what's on your mind?"

The three idle Taoists who were meditating on the side suddenly asked.

Lang Li thought he was asleep, and suddenly said something a little frightened.

"The Taoist leader hasn't rested yet?"

"Hehe... It doesn't have to be a resting thing to sleep for. ”

Lang Li lowered his head and was silent, and the wind and rain outside the temple seemed to be even greater.

"You're very similar to your father, really like."

"Daoist, have you seen my father too?" Lang Li's eyes widened and asked.

"I have a good relationship with your father, and although I am a few years older than him, it will not affect our friendship. I can say that he is my best friend. ”

There was a flash of sadness in the eyes of the three idle Taoists, and no one could see it in the dark night.

Lang Li sighed, followed by silence, and the three idle Taoists stopped talking and sat quietly, like a sculpture.

"What kind of man is he?" Lang Li still couldn't help but ask.

"He... Huh..."

One sentence made the thoughts of the three idle Daoists drift back to a long time ago, too long ago and too profound, so they didn't know where to start for a while.

"He is a person with multiple identities, the sect master of the Sword Sect, the sword master of the water cold sword, the lord of the Silver Leaf City, he was in his prime, his status was noble, his status was so high that people did not dare to approach, but his personality did not have a little shelf, if people who didn't know him would not have thought that he would have the identity of the sect master, the sword master, and the city lord."

"You say I'm like him, where am I?"

"Your personality is very similar, he never puts his heart on his face, he always bears everything silently alone, just like you, cheerful and sunny during the day, tossing and turning alone at night."

"I wanted to avenge my father, but I felt like I was falling into a trap that someone else had already designed."

"You're right, everyone is like this, a lot of times it's involuntarily, maybe this is the rivers and lakes, or maybe there really is some trap."

As he spoke, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the thunder and lightning illuminated his eyes exceptionally brightly.

"He's such a good person, why did the Sword Sect fall apart in the end?"

"Hehe... Lang Li, you are still too young, many times, power and interests often override emotion, and he will commit suicide in despair when he understands this. ”

"Am I going to repeat his mistakes?"

At this moment, Lang Li was like a child, he was scared, but he had to force himself all the way forward.

"Repeat the mistakes of the past? That's for losers, your father was never a loser, he was just disappointed in the world, or he was an evader. ”

Lang Li was silent for a long time, curled up, and buried his head deep in his arms.

"You're a lot like him, but you're not like him, because he never shows you like that, which is a sign of weakness."

"The weak? I want to be as strong as you too! ”

The three idle Daoists laughed, and the tears of laughter were about to flow, "Lang Li, do you think it's okay to be as strong as me?" I'm not a sword master, you haven't seen the true strength of the sword master at all, let alone your father's strength. ”

"What strength is he?" Lang Li suddenly came to his senses, his eyes flashed, and he asked expectantly.

"Your father is the Sword Master of the Water Cold, the head of the Ten Sword Masters, in the battle of Tianmang Mountain, your father fought the six sword masters of the Demon Sect alone, what kind of strength do you say he has?"

Lang Li was completely stunned, with the strength of the three idle Dao people, he could not be on par with the sword master, so the sword master of the Demon Sect, who was as famous as the sword master, was unexpectedly invincible, how domineering this was.

After the three idle Taoists finished speaking, they looked at Lang Li quietly, and he felt that the child in front of him was lit by his father in his heart, could it be that this is the so-called passing on the torch.

An autumn rain and a cold, and last night's heavy rain made the morning air already smell of dead leaves.

Wuli Fort was quiet, last night's heavy rain was not only Lang Oak, but the castle owner Luo Kang did not rest well, early in the morning, he was just a little sleepy and was awakened by a knock on the door.

The housekeeper ran to Luo Kang's bedroom in a panic, his face a little pale.

"Fort Fort... Castle Master, there are several Holy Spirit messengers outside the door. ”

"What did you say?"

"There is a messenger of the Holy Spirit outside the door."

Luo Kang sat up from the bed in a panic, hurriedly got dressed and came to the door, it turned out that there was really a Holy Spirit messenger.

Luo Kang hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Lord Messenger, I don't know what is going on so early?" ”

The Holy Spirit Messenger said quietly and coldly: "Gather all the villagers to the ancient well to ask for rain, and the Holy Lord has something to announce." ”

Luo Kang didn't move when he heard this, he stood there dumbfounded, thinking in his heart, secretly wondering, Chu Tianlie had something to announce, how could I not know, but the Holy Spirit Messenger in front of him made him have to believe it.

"Your Excellency, I'm going to gather the villagers and ask for the rain platform." Luo Kang was full of smiles.

After Luo Kang finished speaking, he sent away several Holy Spirit messengers, and he was also prepared in case of accidents.

It was the people who went to find Luo Kang, and it was also designed by Lang Li and his party. In order to uncover Luo Kang's true face.

The calm Wulibao fell into panic again because of the appearance of the Holy Spirit Messenger, like a boulder pressing on its body, which could not be removed at all.

The villagers stood tightly around the prayer platform, each with panic written on their faces, and the previous offering was not so much worship as a kind of surrender under the weight of fear.

The angels of the Holy Spirit came as scheduled, not one, but several at the same time.

"Slaves of the Flame Sect, the Holy Lord is in retreat and cultivation, and I ask you to worship three young girls as sacrifices to assist the Holy Lord in his cultivation."

The scene was quiet, no one spoke, and no one agreed.

"Your Excellency, this is not yet the date of the offering, and we have not prepared for it, and besides, we can't make up three suitable girls for a while." Luo Kang took the lead in speaking, his words were defending Wuli Fort, but in fact he was warning the Fire Sect.

The Holy Spirit Messenger ignored Luo Kang at all, but looked at the villagers with a cold gaze.

"If you don't pay tribute today, then today will be your last day."

As he spoke, the Holy Spirit Messenger's hand lit up a nameless blue flame again.

Luo Kang wondered in his heart, he didn't know what the hell Chu Tianlie was doing again, there was no news from the Flame Sect in the past few days, and today suddenly a few Holy Spirit Messengers came to ask for sacrifices, could it be that he had already obtained the treasure, or knew the whereabouts of the treasure, so he wanted to find a pleasure? But this explanation is a bit too far-fetched. So far, I had to promise them, and then go to Cangming Mountain to ask for an understanding.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "The envoy is angry, the messenger is angry, I will do it for you the sacrifice you want, but it will take some time for me to explain it to the villagers." ”

"No need, we already have candidates, and we're here to take them."

As the words fell, several masked red-clothed men behind the Holy Spirit Messenger flew off the stage, and the crowd grabbed three girls who were only thirteen or fourteen years old.

The girl's family grabbed the hand of the man in red and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Missile, please spare us, this is our last child."

Hearing the cry, the stamen on the stage shook, and her body trembled, it turned out that the person who was kneeling and crying was her grandmother, and the girl who was arrested was her sister.

"Envoy, please spare us, we have lost a child, we can't afford to lose her again."

"Isn't it cost-effective that a girl can buy you a stable life?" Stamen's voice trembled a little.

"Messenger, please, we really can't help it, I lost a granddaughter five years ago, and her mother has also lost her heart because of this, if I take my little granddaughter again, her mother will die, woo......"

The kneeling old woman was crying, which was moving and distressing.

The stamen behind the red yarn couldn't stop crying, she tried hard to keep herself from crying, and her heart seemed to be plucked out by a wolf.

"Hey, I said Mrs. Hua, what's the use of you saying this now, the Holy Spirit Messenger has come, I think it's just crazy, losing the flower stamen and her mother is just crazy, if you don't hand over the flower heart now, then its mother will die now, not only you, but our whole village will die."

Luo Kang persuaded on the side, but there was no trace of pity in his eyes.

Hearing Luo Kang's words, Grandma Hua shouted hysterically as if she was crazy: "Get out! No one should touch my heart, or I will fight with him! ”

"Hey! I said Grandma Hua, I'm good for you, for the good of our whole village, why don't you distinguish between good and bad. ”

Luo Kang was a little bored, and as the owner of the castle, not only did he not maintain the village, but turned around and dealt with his own villagers.

"Castle Lord, don't say it, from now on, we will not worship anything to the Fire Lord, we have lost our relatives, and he will never be satisfied, even if it costs the lives of our entire village, we don't want to be persecuted by him again."

A strong black man said in a deep voice.

"Wang Tiehan, are you the castle lord or am I the castle lord, how can you speak here, can you take responsibility if something happens?"

"Then if something happens, will you be able to take responsibility?"

I don't know who in the crowd came up with this sentence, which made Luo Kang speechless for a while.

The scene was at a stalemate, and several Holy Spirit messengers stared at everything coldly, and no one knew what they were thinking behind the red veil.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by a bright laugh.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Lord Luobao, it seems that the hexagram of the poor road yesterday is quite accurate, hehe......"

When everyone heard the sound, they all looked back, only to see the three idle people waving the dust in their hands, passing through the crowd with a smile, followed by Lang Li, Qi Qinghan and others.

"Is that you? Down-and-out Taoist! ”

"Hehe, it's the poor road."

"You, why are you ......" Luo Kang pointed to Lang Li behind Sanxian Dao, looking incredulous.

"Why, we didn't die, is the castle lord disappointed?"

Lang Li said with a smile, but there was a chilling coldness in his smile.