Li Ji and Li Mofeng's discussion did not reach any result in the end, Li Ji thought that time was on his side, and he would build a foundation to enter the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, all of this would be over, and then he would do a good job of the Li family; 。

Feeling that time was pressing, Li Ji's cultivation became more and more diligent, and he could hardly leave the palace now, spending all his time on the cultivation of various exercises and techniques... But as the so-called desire is fast but not reached, there is no shortcut to the cultivation of truth, whether it is mana cultivation, or the progress of the six senses, or even the level of swordsmanship, everything is changing according to its own objective laws, and it is not easy to speed up by how much time you add and spend more energy... Half a month later, Li Ji reluctantly ended this short retreat, which did not have much effect, but forced himself to be mentally nervous and psychologically unbalanced...

From the Zodiac people, Li Ji got the list of the last few applications for the Wheel Palace, there are not many people, and there is only one who has applied several times and has not been approved-a middle-aged casual cultivator named Poison Fang Daoren, this person should be a collaborator of the Li family, but Li Ji believes that this person is just a person who has been pushed to the forefront...

When Li Ji stood in front of the Xichang teahouse, he had a very bad feeling, although he didn't come for 20 days, but his intuition made him feel that the teahouse had a lifeless smell... There's no one on the ground floor, and although it's not the rush hour, there's never even a tea doctor... Walking up to the second floor, there are still no guests, only an old man with his waist around his waist, wiping the table weakly, that is the old man who followed Wei Xiaoniang from Xichang, who has served in the Wei family for a long time, and the Wei brothers and sisters call him the third uncle. . .

"Third uncle, what's going on here? What about Wei Yin and the others?" Li Ji hurriedly asked, in Xuanyuan, public security has never been a problem...

The third uncle's ears were a little back, and it took Li Ji a lot of effort to figure out what was going on, and an irrepressible anger rose up...

Wei Yinwei is okay with the little lady, the teahouse is also fine, it was Wei Xiaoniang's younger brother Wei Li Wei Ziyu who had an accident... Eight days ago, Wei Li was sent back to the teahouse, saying that he was injured when he was fighting with people in the Sentimental Dojo, and the injury was not serious, but the injury was very embarrassing. . . The Li Dojo paid for the cost of the soup pill and promised to waive the cost for the second half of the year... Wei Li is a young man who values face very much, no matter how my sister asks, I don't say why... Then six days ago, he cut the carpal artery with a dagger and bled to death, and when Wei Xiaoniang and others found it the next morning, he was already cold.

Wei Xiaoniang mourned, then she felt that something was wrong, and then found the doctor who treated her, and Wei Li's friends who were angry in the dojo, only then did she figure out the truth of the matter - Wei Li was born handsome, and the Li family's seventh son walked very closely, that day the two went to the dojo to talk, but they were broken by Li Qigongzi, who had long been ill-intentioned with the good of Longyang, and it might not be a big deal to endure this matter, and he could get some compensation from the Li family afterwards, but Wei Li's temperament was extreme, and he was injured after using the knife. The injuries that Wei Xiaoniang saw were all injuries from a fight that was not serious afterwards, and who would go to check a young man's Jumen? In the end, Wei Li could not be humiliated, and he knew that there was no hope of revenge and might affect his sister, so he looked for a short time...

Damn it... Li Ji was undecided, vaguely feeling that this power of change would completely disrupt his plan, originally he may still have some time to maneuver, but now it seems that the possibility of direct confrontation is getting bigger and bigger... The key is, how can he, a small shrimp in the blooming period, go against a family that has existed for hundreds of years?

Wei Xiaoniang sat in her boudoir on the third floor of the teahouse, staring blankly at the magnificent snowfield outside the window, with a hint of determination in her dead eyes, even if she heard someone come in, she didn't react, as if everything in heaven and earth had nothing to do with herself...

Li Ji stood silently in front of the door, and he didn't know how to speak... Wei's family is all strong, Wei's father died in a sword fight, and his younger brother committed suicide due to humiliation, it was Wei Xiaoniang herself, who was in Xichang after his father's death under pressure to run the whole family, and then resolutely gave up all his thousands of miles to run for his younger brother to enter the Tao, these are not what an ordinary little woman can do, it is a big man, and how many have this kind of trade-off decision? Now that Wei's foundation has been destroyed and the heirs have been cut off, I really don't know if this little lady can withstand such a blow, or, go to the extreme?

After a long time, Wei Yin seemed to suddenly come back to her senses, and her eyes smiled blankly, "Mr. is here, Xiao Yin is sluggish, so let's make tea for Mr. . . ”

Li Ji sighed and raised his hand to stop her, he didn't know what to say, comfort, anger, it was all meaningless nonsense.

Walked up to the woman, gently but firmly hugged her thin shoulders into his arms, "If you want to cry, cry... ”

Wei Yin blushed in surprise at first, and then buried her head in Li Ji's arms and was silent, and after a while, there was a hint of suppressed whimpering intermittently, and her voice became more and more hoarse, and in the end, she was like a lone wolf on the grassland who had lost its companion...

The father died and the brother died, and the Wei family was cut off, which was only a few years, and it was difficult for another person to persist under such a blow. But Li Ji knows that the woman in his arms will not, she seems to be like a tenacious old bamboo, no matter how much wind and rain in the outside world, no matter what kind of appearance she is bent into, she will come back one day...

After a long time, feeling that the emotional fluctuations of the woman in his arms were gradually stabilizing, Li Jicai spoke: "Ziyu's future affairs have been completed?"

Wei Yin raised her head and took a step back, although her eyes were red, she had regained her calm, "It was done three days ago, as soon as the thin coffin was lifted, that's all." My Wei clan has no foundation in Xuanyuan, Ziyu died strangely, if it is a big deal, he will make people laugh... Ziyu is not a person who loves to be lively.,That's fine.,It's simple.。。。 The key is what sacrifice I, as a sister, can put on his sacrifice on his sacrifice day next year... “

There was a faint murderous aura echoing in the woman's words, and Li Ji frowned, "There are some things that need to be considered in the long run... Do not be impulsive ... “

"Sir, are women particularly useless?" Wei Yin replied, with a hint of madness in her eyes, "Mr. has already said that the seven sons of the Li family have bad intentions, but I didn't take it to heart... Ziyu came back from injury, his injury was in the dark, and I, as a sister, also had no eyes, so I neglected to take precautions, if Mr. was here, none of this would have happened, right?"

Li Ji is not an immortal, where does he know these things, so he only secretly guards against the Li family, but he is just fighting with him. But these words can't be said thoroughly, seeing that Wei Xiaoniang's expression is getting lighter and lighter, and the madness in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger, he knows that he has to do something...