Tut-tut, it seems that the little mentally retarded still needs to learn the secret of being a villain.

Xijing organized the language, planning to teach him how to become a qualified bad person, this kind of person who does not hesitate to separate his flesh and blood for his own interests, and brings back other people's children to torture and train them to become members of the killer organization, there is no need to be polite at all.

If someone slaps you, then at least you have to return the punch, right?

Without waiting for Xijing to speak, Li Liuchen looked at the Yefeng Pavilion under the moonlight and said, "I used to think it was a place to go home, but now it looks like a cage." ”

Many things he couldn't understand were now understood, all the distrust and suspicion were due to different bloodlines, no matter how hard he tried to become stronger, this "father" would not give more affection than strangers, and all the rights about the "young master" were only used to deceive others.

Li Liuchen chuckled lightly and didn't speak, just stretched out his hand to the side of the tide mirror.

Xijing understood, and also stretched out his hand to shake him, and said, "Let's go, let's make trouble." ”

Although he doesn't know what it means to do something, Li Liuchen thinks it should be a very interesting thing.

As the saying goes, it's not appropriate to just leave.

A fire ignited the book pavilion of the main rudder of the Night Maple Pavilion, which was full of paper books, and it naturally burned the fastest, and suddenly it turned into a flame that swept into the sky.

The killers shouted for fire, and the secret room below the library was directly sealed by flames, and a howl of pain could be heard from the depths of the soul, like the shrill sound of the flames squeezing the air out of their lungs.

Xijing looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, looking sideways at Li Liuchen on the side, the firelight dancing in his bright dark black pupils, and a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if a complete farewell to the past.

Since then, the rivers and lakes have entered a long-term period of vigilance.

The jade-faced blood Shura and the jade-faced rakshasa who were originally about to fight actually did evil together and harmed the martial arts.

Not only was the Yefeng Pavilion burned, but the holy elephant of the Demon Sect's main altar was blown up, and the big flagpole of the Martial Arts League was also broken.

The streets were plastered with wanted notices for the two men, but no one had seen them.

The killing orders of the Night Maple Pavilion were maliciously collected, and the whereabouts of the hundred killing orders issued out were all unknown, but they were sent to the Night Maple Pavilion at the same time one day, and the entrusted target was the same person: Li Ash.

"Bastard!" Ember was so angry that he slammed the corner of the table, sweeping all the killing orders on the table to the ground.

He scolded angrily, and he no longer had the identity image of the Pavilion Master of Yefeng Pavilion.

"Eating things inside and out, the honorable Young Master of Yefeng Pavilion is not right, he wants to be a traitor! More than 20 years of parenting is not as good as his father and mother who he has never met? Ember had already discovered that the letters in the shrine were missing, and he left the letters undestroyed in order to remind himself that he had an unforgivable hatred with both the Martial Arts League and the Demon Sect.

"This can't be blamed on the young master." The Protector Zuo, who sent the letter, said, "You have not trusted him all these years. ”

"How dare you speak for him?" Li Yan sneered, "After all, he is an outsider, as long as something has happened in the world, sooner or later there will be a day when it will be exposed, and letting the enemy take power is not digging a hole for himself?" ”

Zuo Protector understood and nodded: "I see." ”

Ember felt that something was wrong.

The Left Protector raised his head, although it was still the face of the Left Protector, but the look revealed by those eyes was completely different.

"It's you." Ember recognized him, "Dust." ”