Chapter Seventy-Five: Goodbye

"Lord Rubellier, do you believe in God?"

Li Xianhua looked at Rubelier, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Rubellil didn't know how to answer. He himself did not believe in God, but on this occasion, he said that he did not believe in God, as if he was afraid of being beaten, and said that he believed in God, and violated his own faith

"Smack!"

Rubelil covered his face and looked at Li Xianhua with anger. It was just a stunned kung fu, and the white-haired young man had already given him a slap in the face.

"It doesn't matter if you believe God or not, I just want to hit you."

Li Xianhua smiled tolerantly.

Rubellier was very urban, and quietly suppressed his anger: "Li Xianhua, you are openly an enemy of the Order, and I can't help you anymore." ”

"Smack!"

This slap was a bit heavy, and it made Rubellil retreat again and again, and his eyes were full of stars.

"Help me? What are you? You can't even get out of my slap. Li Xianhua said and stretched out his hand again.

"Stop!" Link on the side finally couldn't help it, and pulled out his sleeve sword and charm to stop in front of Li Xianhua.

Even if he is not his opponent, he cannot be allowed to humiliate Lord Rubelil!

"Bang!"

The sound of fists smashing into flesh.

Link clutched his stomach and fell down, making a "ho-ho" sound in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were covered with gastric juice.

Is there such a big gap in strength, Link felt hopeless.

Li Xianhua refused to let him go, and the five fingers of his calloused hands spread out and covered Link's face, pulling him up from the ground in this way.

Five powerful fingers slowly closed, and Link screamed again, ignoring the burning pain in his abdomen.

"Li Xianhua! You let him go! Aren't you going to hit me? Come on! "Rubelil felt like he was going crazy.

If you don't stop Li Xianhua, Link's face will be ruined by him!

Who's going to stop him!

The cardinal in the distance, who had not yet recovered from his fright, shivered as he looked at the three people standing in the hall.

Rubellil found himself so helpless at this point.

"Get on your knees." The white-haired young man said flatly.

To kneel, or not to kneel?

In Rubellier's heart, these two thoughts clashed fiercely.

In the end, it was the desire to save Link that prevailed, and Rubelil gritted his teeth and slowly fell to his knees.

"Poof!"

The unconscious Link was thrown in front of Rubellil by Li Xianhua.

"In my country, bowing to others is a great gift, and the person who is bowed down to is to return the favor," Li Xianhua looked at Rubellier, "I don't want to owe you a favor." ”

Rubellier took Link in his arms and looked at Li Xianhua blankly.

"I'm going to beat you or do it yourself?" Li Xianhua laughed sarcastically, "Slap yourself." ”

Rubelier glared at Li Xianhua, and a wave of blood surged into his head, eager to rush up and fight him now.

"Hurry up." Li Xianhua looked impatient.

Link in his arms was still gritting his teeth in pain, and Rubelil hesitated, but still stretched out his hand.

After only two slaps, Li Xianhua stopped him: "Forget it, who is it for?" Boring. ”

Digging out his clothes from the crowd, Li Xianhua walked to the corner to look at Skinn Bollick.

"I still underestimate you. I didn't expect you to hide such a strong strength. Rubelil sighed.

Li Xianhua, who was about to get dressed, sneered: "I will, you all have it." It's been a hundred years since the Order was founded, and I haven't seen you teach it to anyone. Say I'm hiding? Can you make a face? ”

Rubelil was speechless.

"If you want to hide, that's what I'm hiding." Li Xianhua took off his shirt.

Dense scars, covering the body of the white-haired youth.

"Every scar is a piece of the past, and it records that a comrade-in-arms is boring to tell you, and these things are just a few data in the eyes of people like you."

Li Xianhua got dressed, carried Si Jin and walked out, ignoring Rubelier again.

The hall was in shambles, and Rubellier's mood was like the scene in the hall, a mess of chicken feathers.

Maybe I'm really wrong, Rubelil closed his eyes in agony

In the corridor, Li Xianhua stopped.

"You're here to see me off? Or do you want to stop me? ”

The white-haired young man looked at a few people standing not far away, a little sad.

Yalian, Kanda, Rabbi, Shuon, and Komui at the end of the road.

"Senior brother, what happened when we were called by Chief Komuy?"

Yalian was very entangled, Komui's order was originally to help Li Xianhua leave, but now it has become to keep Li Xianhua in the Order.

"Children don't worry about adults, it's not good for you to know too much." Li Xianhua looked at Yalian and was very pleased.

This kid still calls himself "Senior Brother".

"Then senior brother, I'll go with you!"

Li Xianhua raised his eyebrows, a little happy.

"You don't know anything, so you dare to go with me?"

"Senior brother must be right!"

Li Xianhua's eyes were hot, and he hugged Yalian: "Haha, I remember that you weren't so silly before, thank you, Yalian." ”

Yalian was at a loss for Li Xianhua's sudden outburst of enthusiasm: "Senior brother"

"Take care of Li Nali for me."

Li Xianhua turned his head to look at Kanda.

"I'm no match for you." Kanda hugged the six illusions and stepped aside.

"After all these years, you finally admit it."

"Cut."

"Xiaoyou is right! We're no match for the boss! Isn't it? Old man? The rabbi put his arm around Kanda, not minding Kanda's knife that was about to be unsheathed.

"It's not big, it's not small!" Shuweng reprimanded the rabbi and nodded to Li Xianhua again, "Shuweng must remain neutral, and we have the right to refuse this order." ”

Li Xianhua smiled.

"It's something you've been looking forward to for a long time." Li Xianhua gave Shuwen a roll of paper.

"This is"

"My confession."

Ignoring the scholar who was about to have a heart attack, Li Xianhua waved his hand to everyone: "Goodbye!" ”

The white-haired young man walked to the exit of the corridor, where Komui was waiting for him.

Li Xianhua looked at Komuyi, waiting for him to speak.

"Instantaneous, are you going to?"

"A must."

Komuy shook his head bitterly: "Can't you just give up?" ”

"I can't."

Asian Branch, Zhang Mo.

What will happen if Li Xianhua goes? God knows.

Two former friends stood in the hallway, looking at each other.

"I'll tell them to be on your guard."

"Whatever."

"Instantaneous, if you don't write that confession, nothing will happen now."

"Blame me."

"Instantaneous, if you leave, then what's the point of me doing everything?"

"It's my business."

"Are we still friends?"

"It's better not."

The conversation could not go on, because Li Xianhua had no desire to continue communicating at all, and no matter what Komuyi said, the white-haired young man responded coldly with a few words.

Komuyi couldn't find a topic, and Li Xianhua walked past Komuyi with Si Jin on his back.

"Leave the baggage behind."

Li Xianhua turned around and looked at Komuyi.

"What you just gave to Shuwen is your confession, right? I can't let you take it outside. ”

Li Xianhua seemed to know Komuyi for the first time: "Are you stupid? ”

There is such a thing as a confession, as long as Li Xianhua is willing, he wants as much as he wants.

There will certainly be no confession in the baggage, Komui must know.

It's just that I don't know why he wants this burden, and even uses the bad excuse of confession.

"Give me the baggage!" Komui took out a pistol from his coat pocket and pointed it at Li Xianhua.

"This is something that belongs to me," Li Xianhua looked at Komuyi funny, like a child crying without sugar, "Let's be friends, you just point this thing at me?" It's really bloody. ”

"Give me the baggage!" Komui's tone was sobbing, almost pleading.

Every time this guy pesters Li Nali, that's what it looks like.

Li Xianhua looked at Komuyi, and suddenly shook his hand: "Here you go." ”

Really give it to me? Komui was a little surprised to hold the baggage.

The back of his neck went numb, and Komui lost consciousness, clutching the package until he fell unconscious

When Komui woke up again, it was already dawn.

Looking into his arms, the burden is still there.

Komui breathed a sigh of relief.

No one knows why he's clinging to a package.

Of course, it's because the contents of the package are very important to Li Xianhua.

An old friend of more than ten years, he knows Li Xianhua too well.

This guy has always traveled lightly, and what he can carry with him must be very precious.

When he left Maoshan that year, he didn't even take the formation he designed with him, only a sword and a secret record held by the heads of previous dynasties.

If he is willing to leave things behind, it means that he is still willing to be friends.

Who says men don't think carefully?

"I don't want to lose your friend, Instant. Forgive me for being willful. Komui opened the package with relief, and Komui froze.

There was only a pair of patched cotton shoes inside.

When they first met, Li Nali gave Li Xianhua cotton shoes.

After a moment of silence, a hysterical cry was heard from the infirmary.