472 Li Cong's father cried bitterly

Li Cong bought paper, incense and other things, ran to the suburbs, and worshiped his father alone. Pile up a pile of dirt and use it as Daddy's grave. I put incense on it, lit it, and burned the paper again.

"Dad, my son Li Cong has grown up. Today, I learned that the enemy who killed you was not Jinren, but Hu Sanniang and Zhu Yun. A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late! Dad, I must avenge this revenge! - If I don't kill them with my own hands, I don't deserve to be the son of the Black Whirlwind Li Kui! Li Cong cried and shouted.

After Li Cong's ceremony, his father sat on a big stone and thought about his thoughts. Hua Rong said, and one scene after another came to mind. Especially his father's head, which was kicked as a ball and used as a urine jar, made him the most difficult to let go. As soon as I close my eyes, that scene will flash in my mind-

On the polo field, several schools are playing football. The ball is quite special, it's not a polo, it's not a juju, it's round, it's big, it seems to have holes.

The ball rolled to Hua Rong's feet, and with a slight stretch of his foot, the ball stopped. This time it was clear - it was a mixture of bone and bronze. To be exact, it was a human brain, and it was huge. It can be surmised that this person was a brain shell in his life. The eyes and nose were sealed with bronze, and the entire brain was shaped into a bone jar.

They kicked for a while, came to the side, and each of them took out his little brother and peed into the ball. While peeing, laughing. Everyone lifted their pants, and a small colonel kicked the ball away, and urine splattered everywhere.

Hua Rong chuckled in his heart, feeling very uncomfortable, and had a sense of foreboding. The school ran away, and the ball rolled to the edge of the tree. He walked over quickly, looked at the ball, and the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became. I felt that this ball was familiar, and the more I looked at it, the clearer it became, and a face emerged......

Li Cong stood up and punched the big tree beside him twice, and the tree trembled for a while. There was blood on his hand, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Zhu Yun, you wait, I have to pull your head off, and I will also use it as a ball kick and a urine can. Zhu Yun must be killed, and there is no need to hesitate. - What should Hu Sanniang do? ”

Li Cong walked around his father's fake grave, spinning in circles like a donkey. Without Hu Sanniang, there would be no today. Father died, mother died, it was Hu Sanniang who raised herself. For so many years, I have treated myself as my own son; I also treat her as my own mother.

Killing Hu Sanniang is similar to killing your own mother, which is a hurtful thing. However, without Hu Sanniang's order, his father could not die. If his father doesn't die, he will naturally raise himself with his own mother......

Li Cong suddenly figured it out, if he wanted to take revenge, he couldn't care so much. Anyone who kills his own father has to die, whether it is Zhu Yun or Hu Sanniang, this is a matter of principle, which cannot be discussed or hesitated. Hu Sanniang and Lin Chong's son Lin Sen is still young, and I raised him as an adult, which can be regarded as repaying the favor.

When Lin Sen grows up, he will come if he is willing to seek revenge on me, and if he can kill me, he will kill me. - Anyway, it is natural for the son to avenge his father.

When Li Cong thought of this, everything was relieved, and the rest was the question of how to take revenge.

Zhu Yun is far away, and he doesn't know where he is, his martial arts are strong, and he is not in a hurry to kill him, anyway, he is still young, and he will not be able to die for a while.

Hu Sanniang is getting older and older year by year, if she doesn't kill her now, maybe she will die that day, so she has to start early. Poisoned? Why don't you push down the stairs when it's cold? A manly man can't do that. Fight openly, so that revenge is enjoyable. Wait, she also knows kung fu. But after all, he is old, and he should not be his opponent.

Li Cong thought as he hurried back.

Hua Rongjiu woke up, and regretted that he shouldn't have told Li Cong about Li Kui. After thinking about it, I had to find Li Cong and persuade him. The next day, Li Cong came to practice martial arts again, and like no one else, Hua Rong's heart was put down. I thought he was a child after all, and he was also drunk, but when he listened to the wine talk, his left ear listened, and the stone ear came up.

Li Cong thought about it for a long time, and felt that he was not very sure about killing Hu Sanniang now, and he had to improve his kung fu by a piece. Therefore, bury the hatred in your heart, train hard, and look for opportunities to do it again.

"Master, how about we compare archery?" Li Cong called.

"Okay, how do you want to compare?" Hua Rong was very happy when he saw that his apprentice was practicing his skills.

"Of course, see who shoots far and shoots accurately."

"Okay, let's take fifty steps."

Someone set up the two handles, and Li Cong personally measured the steps, no more, no less, exactly fifty steps. Each person had three arrows, and Li Cong shot first. Hua Rong didn't even aim at the target, and shot three arrows very casually......

Li Cong came to the target and was overjoyed when he saw that his level was no worse than that of his master.

The two of them compared to the target with a hundred steps. Although Li Cong did not have the master's permission, he still kept his arrows from the center. One hundred and fifty steps at the target, Li Cong shot an arrow, and Hua Rong's arrow shot at the center. At the target of 200 steps, Li Cong didn't hit an arrow, but Hua Rong still shot in the center.

Only then did Li Cong feel that there were people outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky. The level of his own close-range archery is about the same as that of the master, and the difference in long-distance is not small. He began to study hard again, and made a lot of progress.

"Cong'er, I heard from your master that your archery skills have improved a lot, and my mother wants to compare with you." One day, Hu Sanniang said happily.

"Good! I've long wanted to compare myself with my mother. Li Cong was very happy and wanted to take the opportunity to see how the other party's kung fu was.

There is a special practice ground in the Wude Palace, which is not smaller than Hua Rong's martial arts hall at all. The two of them compared a 100-step target shooting, each with three arrows, to see who could shoot accurately.

Li Cong pulled his bow like a full moon and shot three arrows with a whoosh.

Hu Sanniang walked up to the target to take a closer look and nodded with satisfaction. Li Cong also came over and was very satisfied when he saw that his three arrows were all shot in the red circle.

"Cong'er, it's really good! Great progress, keep up the good work! Hu Sanniang praised.

"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely work harder, and I will shoot through the target with one arrow." Li Cong made a pun, but he thought in his heart: Hu Sanniang, you wait, I have to shoot you through the cold heart with an arrow, and avenge my father.

Hu Sanniang was not in a hurry to shoot arrows, but to make preparations.

"Mother, you haven't shot an arrow for a long time, do you still have an accurate head?" Li Cong asked tentatively.

"The old hand has an old arm, and if he can't shoot, he will tremble. - I'm definitely much better than you! Hu Sanniang said unceremoniously.

Li Cong smiled secretly in his heart, you are getting older day by day, and you don't practice martial arts much, you know how to eat, drink and enjoy. Whether you can shoot to a hundred paces away is not certain!

Hu Sanniang picked up the bow and arrows, but did not shoot, but turned over and got on the horse. Huang Puma ran, Hu Sanniang shot an arrow on the horseback, the distance was a hundred paces, and three arrows were swished.

"Definitely on target." Li Cong thought as he ran towards the target.

When I came closer, I was startled, all three arrows hit the red heart of the target, and the force was also very great, and one of the arrow feathers almost passed through the target. Only then did I find that my archery level was too far behind Hu Sanniang.

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