"The story isn't funny at all. ”

Lu Linxi finished nibbling on a piece of watermelon, put the melon skin aside, and said seriously: "Really, it's very boring." ”

Lu Ping calmly looked at his son, who seemed to be careless on his face, but in fact it was difficult to keep his composure in his heart, and said, "Do you believe it, or don't you believe it?"

"How do you make me believe it?" Lu Linxi asked rhetorically, "If a person forces you out of a comfortable life and sets up a situation to put you and your relatives in an extremely dangerous situation, just to let you have a good fight with him? This is a three-year-old child will not believe it, even if it is true, tell me, what is that guy trying to do?"

Lu calmly finished nibbling on a piece of watermelon and said, "I don't know." ”

"See, right?" Lu Linxi raised his eyebrows proudly, and then said earnestly, "Dad, you are one of the best people in the world, how can you believe such nonsense?"

"While I don't know his true intentions, I believe in the truth of the story. Lu Ping said lightly, "When I met him, you weren't born yet." ”

Lu Linxi pouted disdainfully: "That's it, don't you still let him make a cloud of black smoke miasma in the door?"

"Because he wants me in. Lu Ping smiled strangely and said, "If we hadn't intervened, if you think about the situation in Zhongzhou City at that time, the Northern Meditation Cultivator would have a chance?"

Lu Linxi was dumbfounded for a moment and said, "This is your reason, it's just a deduction." ”

"You should learn to believe my reasoning, in front of us old foxes, whether it is you or the Northern Meditation Cultivator, they are still too tender. ”

Lu Ping bit a piece of watermelon into a perfect semicircle in two or three bites, and there was almost no melon pulp left: "The road we have traveled is much longer than yours, and the big scene you think may be just a small fight for us." ”

Lu Linxi disagreed: "This is not a reason for you to rely on the old and sell the old. ”

"You are all too young, you have experienced too few things, the demon disaster and the sword demon rebellion back then, no matter which one is enough to destroy and displace countless civilian families, compared to these terrifying existences, the jokes in this Zhongzhou city are really inconspicuous. ”

When Lu Linxi heard this, the anger in his eyes flashed and disappeared, and he said, "I still think what you said is wrong. ”

"You have talked so much, from the time when you and your uncle depended on each other during the demon disaster to the situation where the old guy tried to overturn the eight gates of the ghost domain, aren't you trying to convince me that the old thing is actually paving the way for Zhou Han by doing so much?"

"I don't know what your so-called overall situation is important, I only know that he plotted to assassinate the Yu family in order to usurp power, and transferred the anger of the people to Beiying, and he reached out to the eight gates of the ghost domain to provide assistance to the unforgivable rebels, even if he has the ability to lead the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the entire human world to fight against the lofty Holy Pavilion, phew, is he worthy!"

Lu Linxi spat to the side, and then got up and stomped on the spittle: "We won't accept this kind of apology, can we treat these sins as if they never happened?"

"I don't know what you're going to do, now that the story is over, I have to go, and if you delay any longer, don't blame me for turning the other cheek. ”

Turn?

Lu Ping's face was covered with a layer of frost.

Lu Linxi is his son, and he knows all the details of him clearly, and Lu Linxi probably doesn't even have an accurate judgment of what kind of exercises he is practicing in the Eight Turns of the Heavens, even if this kid is never willing to listen to him well, he should weigh his own level.

Lu Linxi was not afraid, and left directly, as if he had no intention of continuing to deal with Lu Ping at all.

Lu Ping scolded: "There are some things that you can't understand, come back!"

Lu Linxi turned his head and sneered: "Okay, you can understand it, but you won't understand me better than me." ”

"You choose to continue to believe in Qiu Fengchun, but I am not you, if he offers any conditions to impress you, these conditions may be nothing more than insignificant things for me. ”

"I only know that he has been attacking the friends I care about, let alone you, even if the world is all about protecting Qiu Fengchun, I will not let him go, and his emotions will definitely be stronger than mine. ”

"You are old, you act more thoughtfully, or you are timid, but we are different, we are still young, even if it is a guy who seems to be old, there is a fire rising in his chest, he will be happy when he sees what he likes, and he will be irritable when he sees something he doesn't like, these are things that you old people can't understand. ”

Lu Linxi said righteously: "I'll say it again, don't stop me." ”

Lu Ping looked at his son again, and suddenly felt that he really didn't know his son, even after the civil strife in the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain.

Perhaps, as Lu Linxi said, there is indeed a gap between them.

Lu Ping calculated the time, did not stop Lu Linxi's departure, nor did he stand up, just looked at the melon peels around him.

There is no melon pulp left in his case, and the one with obvious traces like tooth marks is Lu Linxi's, and he can easily distinguish it at a glance, just like his face is ordinary and easy to be forgotten, and Lu Linxi follows his mother, and his face is even more chic.

Lu Ping couldn't help but recall the bitter life in the troubled times before entering the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, and after a long time, he sighed heavily, but there was a smile on his face.

After all, people are different from each other, and so are fathers and sons.

......

There was another gust of wind in the maple forest, different from the previous breeze, this time the wind swept off countless red leaves, and even those big trees that had been rooted here for decades were also blown a little by this gust of wind.

This howling wind came from a person, and it was the result of the spiritual power on his body escaping after moving at high speed, which showed how fast that person came, and how powerful his original spiritual power cultivation was.

Yu Changping fell in the maple forest, he had no time to pay attention to his state now, his eyes searched everywhere for the whereabouts of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and when he saw the Northern Meditation Cultivator standing among the red leaves in the sky, he breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Bei Ming Xiu shook his head and said, "It's okay." ”

"What happened?"

"It's just a little thing, it's an old grudge. Bei Ming Xiu looked at Yu Changping, and after a while, he made a big salute to Yu Chang.

Yu Changping couldn't think of why the Northern Meditation Cultivator would suddenly do this, this kid had never put his posture so low in front of him, thinking of the anxious appearance when Lu Linxi found him before, Yu Changping's heart sank, and said, "What is the truth?"

"I have to apologize for my brother, the one who came to Yufu to poison me should be my own brother, Bei Mingshuo. ”

Yu Changping was slightly stunned by Bei Mingxiu's words, originally he thought that the other party should be Qiu Fengchun's dead man, and did not connect him with Bei Mingxiu, but now that he thinks about it, there is indeed such a possibility.

He understood something and asked, "You chased him here?"

Bei Ming Xiu nodded, "But he didn't want to go with me in the end." ”

Yu Changping's voice was slightly deep: "Then where is Qiu Fengchun?"

He knew very well that if it was just a Northern Immortal Shuo, the Northern Immortal Cultivator would not let Lu Linxi come back to report the news in a hurry, and it would only be Qiu Fengchun who could make him feel like a great enemy.

"Dead. "This time, it's really dead. ”

Yu Changping was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, yes, only when Qiu Fengchun died, would Beiming Cultivator stand here so calmly, but his stunned appearance was really a little wrong.

Bei Mingxiu smiled at this time: "Sorry for the trouble for your trip, let's go back, my brother's matter, I will find a way in the future." ”

Yu Changping bowed slightly, he believed that the Northern Meditation Cultivator would not lie to him, and there was no point in staying here now, but he still wanted to ask one more question.

"Does Luoxia know?"

"She knew that I had a missing brother, and she always knew about it. Bei Mingxiu looked at Yu Changping and said seriously, "Please keep it secret for me this time." ”

Yu Changping thought for a moment, nodded and agreed, the matter has passed, not only did he not sleep forever under that poison, but also inexplicably advanced to the immortal level, and now he can't even be sure whether that thing was a poison back then, and since everything has returned to normal, there is no need for him to continue to investigate.

The two rushed back in the direction of Zhongzhou City, leaving only the red leaves in the maple forest.

It is only these autumn leaves that truly bear witness to everything that happens here.