Chapter 269: The Living
Countless people on the Heaven-Sent Continent die every day in battles for treasures. The www.biquge.info strong are swords, and the weak are reduced to fish and meat.
Seeing the children who were smiling like flowers a moment ago withering under the knives of these robbers one by one, Li Lun went crazy.
Although besieged by three martial artists who were also at the peak of the Great Yuan Warrior, Li Lun was not afraid of death, fighting with his life, exchanging injuries for injuries, just to save one more child.
At the last moment, Li Lun agitated the vitality of his body like a madman, and the terrifying wounds suddenly collapsed, and blood flowed everywhere. However, the aura emanating from Lilun's body faintly broke through the realm of the Great Yuanshi, as if he was already a strong man who had stepped into the realm of the Yuanshi with one foot.
The people brought by the pharmacist were also shocked when they saw that Lilun had broken through the current realm desperately, and naturally they didn't dare to go up to the same crazy killing as before, and they changed to wander around and besiege Lilun one by one.
These people are also characters who have been on the road of martial arts for decades, and they have long been trained to have a pair of fiery eyes. They could see that the reason why Li Lun was able to break through the current realm was entirely because Li Lun had stimulated all the potential in his body between life and death. Don't look at the current Lilun's every move, the whole body is full of vitality, but in fact, it is just an appearance, as long as they don't stupidly run up to die, as long as after a while, Lilun's whole body is lost, he is a waste.
And all this is exactly what Lilun wants.
Wherever Lilun passed, no one dared to confront him head-on, and all of them avoided from afar, lest they accidentally become the unjust ghost.
So, under such circumstances, Li Lun fought and left, protecting the remaining young people who were still alive and broke out.
Some time ago, an extremely sensational thing happened in Zhimu City.
According to legend, there was a man covered in blood blocking the city gate, and no one was allowed to leave the city. Whether it is a pedestrian or a merchant or a group of fierce martial cultivators, they cannot be allowed to let them go. This man was armed with a large sword, slashing horizontally and vertically, and the sword was so bright that no one could get close.
An hour! a whole hour! No one could go out of the city!
Until the end, this man died of exhaustion, but his body did not fall, his eyes were angry, and his whole body was bloody, as if a war demon was born, and it caused a sensation in the entire Zhimu City for a while.
When Zhang Yang returned to Zhimu City from the Heavenly Forest, he still heard people on the street talking about the situation from time to time.
And now from the Baishan Pass, I know that the person who blocked the gate of the city that was being talked about by others was Lilun.
Bai Shan, who was walking in front, lowered his head, his hands were clenched, tears turned several times in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse.
"In this way, Uncle Li sent us out of the city, and then he blocked the city gate alone to intercept the robbers. After we hid, Uncle Li didn't come to us for a long time. Until today, I sneaked back into the city to find out that Uncle Li was dead!"
Apparently, Bai Shan also heard the rumors on the street.
Zhang Yang, who was walking behind, sighed lightly, reached out and patted Bai Shan's shoulder.
"Baishan, although Lilun's predecessors are no longer there, I think he must hope that you can all live well, you are a little reckless today, if you have any accidents, wouldn't you live up to the hard work of Lilun's predecessors!"
Bai Shan punched a small tree on the side of the road, bursting the small tree apart.
"Uncle Li is both a teacher and a father to us. He raised us and taught us that he was now killed by those robbers, and I will avenge him even if he dies!!"
Zhang Yang was silent, and now Bai Shan has been completely blinded by hatred, and no matter what he says, he has nothing to do.
The two of them hurried through the Heavenly Forest, this area belonged to the outer periphery of the Heavenly Forest, and there was basically no threat from spirit beasts, only countless tall trees to cover the sky.
Bai Shan, who was walking in front, was obviously familiar with this area, and walked through the forest with Zhang Yang all the way, and came to a large tree with a diameter of nearly ten meters.
Peeling through the nearly one-meter-deep weeds and the green vines wrapped around the tree, a small hole appeared at the base of the tree.
"Who?"
At that moment, a low cry sounded from the hollow of the tree. Zhang Yang immediately heard that it was the voice of the girl named Qingru. Only this time, there was less shyness and more perseverance in the girl's voice.
"It's me!"
Bai Shan replied in a low voice, and then the cat got into it through the tree hole. Zhang Yang hesitated, and also got in.
The hollow was very dark, with only a few unknown stones embedded in the top of the hollow, emitting a faint glow.
The space inside is not very large, and Zhang Yang's spiritual power is swept away, in addition to himself and Bai Shan, there are two people.
One is Qingru, and the other is lying on the ground, his breath is extremely weak, as if he is going to return to the world in the next moment.
Qingru was holding a short sword, staring at the "unfamiliar" Zhang Yang with a nervous face.
"Bai Shan, who is he?
"Don't be afraid, it's me!" Before Bai Shan could answer, he wiped his face, removed the disguise on his face, and smiled at Qingru.
"Huh......" Qingru obviously recognized Zhang Yang, and after a light sigh, he hurriedly turned to Bai Shan, "Bai Shan, how is Uncle Li, why didn't you come to us yet?"
Bai Shan shrank beside the tree wall, clasped his hands, lowered his head, and was silent for a long time.
Qingru's face changed, and she rushed up to grab Bai Shan's hand, her tone even more urgent.
"Baishan, what are you talking about, where is Uncle Li?
No matter how Qingru asked himself, Bai Shan just bowed his head and was silent.
Zhang Yang on the side felt a slight pain in his heart, although he was extremely reluctant to tell this innocent and lovely girl the bad news, but he still spoke.
"Lilun's predecessor is dead!"
"What, dead?" Qingru suddenly looked back at Zhang Yang with a shocked expression, and then turned to Baishan again.
"Baishan, is this true? Is Uncle Li really dead?"
Bai Shan couldn't hold back his sadness anymore, hugged his head and cried, "Yes, Uncle Li is dead...... Uncle Li is dead......"
Qingru collapsed to the ground, her face was pale, her eyes were blank, and two lines of tears quickly slipped down her cheeks.
"Woo...... Uncle Li...... Uncle Li......"
A moment later, Qingru also hugged her knees, and a whimper sounded.
Zhang Yang on the side looked at Qingru, then looked at Baishan, and finally sat down against the tree wall in a gloomy manner. Zhang Yang also understood in his heart that everything he said at this time was pale.
I have never experienced the loss of a loved one, and I will never know the pain and blow. In Qingru and Baishan's more than ten years of life, Lilun was like a light guiding them, and now, this light is extinguished, and all that envelops them is darkness, confusion and helplessness.
And hatred.