Chapter 42: Ridiculous
"Kill or stay?" Li Xuan had a sneer on his face, when an ant was worth his decision.
Instead of being so entangled, what about being crushed to death with one kick?
"Of course it's killing, but I don't need your father, I'll just take the time to clean up this kind of waste. ”
Li Jiadong on the main seat smiled with satisfaction, it seems that his family has already had the color of a hero, and in a few years, Dapeng will be able to spread his wings and soar for nine days!
He turned the teacup and looked at Li Xuan: "My son, then when are you going to make a move." ”
"After the impact of the Yuan Baby, it will be a few months. Li replied nonchalantly, he was very careful and knew what was most important.
He is already at the peak of Jindan at this time, and he has recently realized that the most important thing for him is to rush to another level. As for Li Xiuyuan's ant, when will it not be able to clean it up?
"Okay, then it's up to you. Li Jiadong's smile on his face was even worse.
Family building, Li Jiadong's father named him because he wanted him to become the pillar of the Li family, this man was very successful, not only became a pillar, but also became the head of the family. As for how much blood this man had on his hands in order to plot for the position of head of the family, few people know.
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Sighing beside the jungle waterfall, Liu Yunyan was making the final struggle, and she stared at Li Xiuyuan fiercely: "Why are you unreasonable, I said I don't want to go." ”
"Then you have to go. Li Xiuyuan seemed to only know this sentence, and Liu Yunyan and he discussed for half an hour, but Li Xiuyuan always only answered this sentence.
If Qin Yi is not mistaken, Li Xiuyuan has used this sentence to answer Liu Yunyan's question ten times......
Looking at this pair of happy enemies, Qin Yi could only cover his mouth and snicker, he didn't understand the feelings of men and women at all, but he thought it was quite interesting.
"If you don't go, you won't go, when I learn a sword, I have to kill you with a sword!" Liu Yunyan became even more angry, Li Xiuyuan and the middle-aged Taoist priest were clearly people all the way, and oil and salt did not enter!
"A sword is a thorn, not a ......"
Li Xiuyuan kindly reminded him, but was glared at by Liu Yunyan: "I said that if I cut it, I will cut it." ”
After saying this, Liu Yunyan left from the waterfall, leaving Li Xiuyuan to sit next to the waterfall and not knowing what he was thinking.
"Idiot, it's one thing to go to the academy for an assessment, there's one more thing I have to ask you. ”
The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't know when he had woken up, and he didn't know if he was too bored sitting on the branch or suddenly wanted to talk, so he jumped down from the branch and came to Li Xiuyuan's side.
"What's the matter?" Li Xiuyuan looked back at the middle-aged Taoist priest, with some puzzlement in his eyes. In his impression, this Taoist priest was not a person who liked to ask questions.
"What are you practicing swords for?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest asked such an ordinary question, and his tone was also very flat.
"For revenge. Li Xiuyuan replied without any pause, he practiced his sword for revenge.
"Revenge, then after revenge, you won't practice swords?"
It was another prosaic question, but Li Xiuyuan didn't know how to answer it for a while. Because he has been thinking about revenge all his life, and even revenge has been avenged, it seems that practicing swords is useless, right?
However, is that kind of life too unremarkable, he seems to have become accustomed to the life of a sword as a companion, and is accustomed to the feeling of holding a sword in his hand.
"Let's practice. Li Xiuyuan's answer was a hint of uncertainty, he really couldn't say what would happen after revenge.
"The pattern is really small, and sure enough, what a person is most afraid of is that there is no faith, no worries, and no goal direction. The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed, Li Xiuyuan before revenge was very hard working and terrifying.
So after taking revenge, will Li Xiuyuan become a martial arts waster?
There is a good saying, that energy is gone, and you can't do anything.
The middle-aged Taoist priest thought that Li Xiuyuan would be in such a state after revenge.
"Is the pattern small?" Li Xiuyuan asked himself in his heart.
How can it be small, his revenge object is the most awesome person in the flower market, the most awesome family, that will be the existence that can only be fought by oneself until the god is transformed, this is still small?
But the middle-aged Taoist priest was right, once the Li family was destroyed by him, he had no goal direction, let alone faith, and he had no faith since the day his family was destroyed.
Even Li Xiuyuan himself forgot the toddler who practiced wooden swords in the family compound at the age of 3, and he didn't remember the 10-year-old boy who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face after holding a wooden sword to save a beauty.
"But that's all I've been pursuing in this life. Li Xiuyuan pulled his face and said, he didn't know why he was unhappy.
The middle-aged Taoist priest showed a touch of disdain and ignored Li Xiuyuan's words: "I found such a group of people in Tibet, they will dress plainly, walk thousands of miles on pilgrimage, and bow in three steps. They are all ordinary people, they don't have a little cultivation foundation, I look at their chapped lips, kneeling bloody knees, I really don't know how they do it. ”
"It wasn't until I saw their eyes, the unwavering and unyielding eyes, the eyes that exuded intense pursuit, that I finally knew why, they had faith, their own faith. ”
"People, living in the world, must always have their own pursuits, and that life's pursuit can be called faith. You, Li Xiuyuan, have been pursuing revenge all your life? The middle-aged Taoist priest was set to look at the river, and his eyes were so deep for the first time.
"This kind of pursuit is really a failed swordsman. ”
Li Xiuyuan looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest ignorantly, feeling very uncomfortable holding his breath, but he didn't know what he was holding. Practicing sword revenge, is it also a failure?
"Trekking thousands of miles, three steps and kneeling, without any cultivation, this cannot be ......"
"No, it's a real event, and he's not exaggerating at all. ”
Before Li Xiuyuan's question could be issued, he was interrupted by the little monk Qin Yi, who was from Tibet and didn't know much about pilgrimage.
Li Xiuyuan was speechless for a long time, not knowing what to say.
He remembered his childhood, when he was ignorant and ignorant, and the young child who cut the tree with a wooden sword smiled and said, "I want to be the best hero in the world in the future." ”
The toddler looked at the other children and smiled innocently, and said a cruel sentence: "When the time comes, you brothers will be covered." ”
He remembered what that young man was pursuing, wearing a white coat and a flying sword, traveling all over the world to punish rape and eliminate evil.
Li Xiuyuan came out of his thoughts and looked blankly in the direction of the Li family, but he knew what he should do as a teenager.
Compared with the ridiculous dreams of heroes or something, isn't it more important that reality is difficult to fight. People can't fight for their breath when they live, and their families have become like this, and their mothers, housekeepers, and brothers and sisters have become like this.
Could it be that he, Li Xiuyuan, laughed and said, I practice swords to become a hero?
Amusing!