Looking at this empty space, Li Yiwen felt frightened inexplicably, the soles of his feet became cold, and his hands became pale.

He felt incredibly unfamiliar with the space, without the slightest sense of intimacy.

Looking closely, behind the decadent man, in that infinitely extended place, there was a huge and incomparably large fracture, and the breath of despair constantly emanated from the fracture, like a gap in the abyss, where even the sunlight did not move, and it naturally devoured everything in the space, even if there was nothing left to devour here.

It's like a collapse somewhere on an ever-stretching road.

Is this the way that has been destroyed, is this the way that has been broken?

"What is your Tao?Li Yiwen?" the decadent man asked suddenly, his hands crossed behind his back, and he walked quickly towards Li Yiwen.

"What the hell?"

"What was your original goal in life?"

"What is your ideal?"

"Why on earth did you lose hope in life?"

"Why the hell are your desires a void!"

"Answer me!

One question after another was thrown out by the man in front of him, and it pierced Li Yiwen's heart again and again, as if he had been hit hard in the chest.

Every question pierced his heart.

What is he Li Yiwen living for? What is it that Li Yiwen is parting ways with his family? Why is it that he Li Yiwen is so attacked?

Is it because of eye trauma?

No, from the moment he beat Li Yiwen to cultivate, he had already been prepared, ready for death, ready for disability.

What is the reason for this?

Li Yiwen kept asking himself repeatedly, looking at the edge of the space that was constantly collapsing, and looking at the "Dao" that was constantly collapsing.

A sense of powerlessness and humility once again filled the whole body.

He thought of that day again, on the peak of the Spirit Sword Mountain, on the martial arts field, he .........

"Lingjian Mountain has always been known for its chivalry, saving the common people, killing demons, hiding in the mountains and forests, and not seeking profit....... ”

He also remembered that when he first cultivated, his grandfather was sitting on top of the high hall, his eyes were sharp, and his whole body exuded Ling Ran's righteous aura, and that aura was like a sharp sword, so that Li Yiwen didn't dare to look at it directly.

At that time, they said that grandpa was the first chivalrous man in the world, and he was a man who regarded chivalry as the right way in his heart.

"Since ancient times, Lingjian Mountain has claimed to help the common people, and the result is that you sit on the high hall, enjoying it, rotting on the chair of the Grand Master! ”

This is what Li Yiwen said to his grandfather, Li Penghao, when there was no one at home.

———— "Spirit Sword Mountain, chivalrous." ”

————— "Forget, rot. ”

————— he was once the number one knight in the world.

—————— "Relieve the common people, kill demons and demons, hide in the mountains and forests, and do not seek profit." ”

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"What the hell!

An angry roar did not come from that man, but erupted from Li Yiwen's mouth, like a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years.

Li Yiwen looked at the man in front of him in a daze, behind the man was endless darkness, and the sound of collapse could be faintly heard.

"yes, what is it for?" the man said in his decadent, nonchalant tone again.

———————

For a long time, I don't know how long it has been, Li Yiwen even felt that his hands and feet had become numb, he didn't even want to move his head anymore, and he had begun to stop thinking.

"Mother!"

The immature voice rushed through Li Yiwen's head.

"I want to be a chivalrous man like my grandfather and my father!"

Who is it?

Who will speak again?

Li Yiwen looked behind him.

———

Nothing.

"Relieve the common people!

The immature voice kept echoing in his head, echoing in Li Yiwen's mind again and again.

Who the hell is it?

"I'm going to be a knight!"

"I want to be the savior of the people!"

A child's childish words, a child with infinite reverie for the future, and a child full of hope for life.

How could he know what the future would be? At this moment, he had only one thought, one ideal, and one goal in his heart.

"Chivalrous .........."

Li Yiwen slowly opened his mouth, and there was still a trace of dryness in his mouth.

"Xia, what I've always wanted to be is Xia!"

"The reason for my disagreement with my grandfather is Xia!"

"My dream is to be a hero!"

Is this also the Tao?"

Li Yiwen looked at the man in front of him, and there was a hint of firmness in his eyes.

The decadent man, on the other hand, lost his eyes and swayed his hands with the wind in the space, as if he had lost his soul.

Immediately after, he opened his mouth.

"Chivalry, exactly like your grandfather........... It's also ........." The man paused, as if reminiscing about the past, and as if struggling with bitterness, "Forget it, it's nothing." ”

The man waved his hand as if he were in a hurry, and then patted his head violently, trying to drive the contents of his head away.

"Sir?"

"It's nothing, Li Yiwen, nothing. ”

The man immediately stopped his strange behavior and continued to look at Li Yiwen with his distracted eyes.

"The way of chivalry? What seems to be the easiest way is indeed the most tortuous way. ”

"No one knows what the future holds. ”

"No one knows what fate will play tricks on you. ”

"No one will know if you'll make it to the end. ”

"Li Yiwen, what about you?"

Li Yiwen looked at the man in front of him who seemed to be telling about injustice, and he didn't know how to answer, because .....

"I don't know the answer. ”

"Huh?"

Faced with a sudden and unjustified answer, the man was stunned, he froze in place, staring blankly at the young man lying on the ground in front of him, he didn't know how he could answer like this.

"Because......... I'm not even on this path. ”

"I have not found his way. ”

"I had no choice. ”

"My dreams, my ideals, also did not allow me to make other choices. ”

"Only, backwater...... World War I. ”

"Chivalry is my only way. ”

"So, what the so-called difficulties, what disagreements, what teasing Yunyun, are just the words of the loser, isn't he?"

Li Yiwen obviously regarded this as a man's postgraduate examination and a man's trial.

"Yes....... Yes" The man muttered back, he looked at Li Yiwen, his eyes flashed with a hint of fire, and even with a hint of fanaticism.

"Enough, you've prepared enough, you don't need to know my story, you already have a direction, next, you just need to go. ”

The decadent man smashed his mouth, and then showed an intriguing smile again.

A burst of white light flashed again, and Li Yiwen once again habitually used his hands to block the light, and when Li Yiwen put down his hand again, they actually came to the tavern, and the decadent man was knocking fennel beans with a solemn face.