But in fact, Li Wenshuo was not able to kill all day as he wanted, but he really fell into the title of a murderer.

Even many years later, recalling this battle, Li Wenshuo's impression is that he is tired, he doesn't want to move, not only that he doesn't want to swing his sword when he is tired, but he can't watch endless blood erupt in front of him.

After Li Wenshuo said this, some of the survivors began to turn around and go down the mountain.

After all, even if some people are extremely enthusiastic about Chu He's loyalty, there are still many people who are not so enthusiastic about the leader of this martial arts alliance, and what really keeps them in the martial arts alliance is interests.

The interests of the sect, their own interests.

When the chain of interests is broken, the relationship between them is no longer as stable as it seems, especially now, when even their lives may be lost, the alliance is not worth mentioning.

Watching the remaining more than a hundred people in the alliance gradually descend the mountain, the old man in the Xuanche Middle Realm, who was ostensibly the master of the Ghost Forest Hall, but was actually a confidant of Chu He, frowned, and then sighed helplessly.

Today's matter is a failure, especially the loss of the two generals Qinglong and Xuanwu, after going back, I don't know what kind of attitude Chu He will have.

But even if you stay here, it's useless, and today's business is over.

He didn't say a few cruel words without interest, ordered the men he brought to evacuate, turned around and flew away into the distance, and after a few flashes, he was no longer visible.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also left.

Li Wenshuo breathed a sigh of relief, pulled his feet out of the blood plasma with difficulty, tore off the tattered robe, and threw it on the ground, his body was full of wounds of all sizes.

Shook off the blood beads on the sword, put the sword into the sheath, and turned around and sank into the forest.

In the first battle of Yanmen Mountain, the masters of the Wulin Alliance, following Xuan Che, killed one hundred and ten people, and the sword was killed, and no one was injured.

The grandmaster figures above Xuanche, plus the two protectors of Qinglong Xuanwu, died under the infamous heavy sword, there were five people, and the rest of them were more or less wounded.

After this battle, Li Wenshuo's name spread all over the martial arts again, but it was no longer the chivalrous deeds of the past, but the name of the demon who was thirsty for killing.

Although after hearing about this incident, those infatuated women on the rivers and lakes continued to support Li Wenshuo, and felt that Li Wenshuo's move was affectionate and righteous, but some people still stood up and said that Li Wenshuo harbored the devil and killed the righteous path of the rivers and lakes, and the crime was unforgivable.

But the demon Li Wenshuo doesn't know for the time being, and he doesn't care much about this.

When he walked out of the mountain forest covered in blood, Guan Qingfeng's eyes widened, smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, and subconsciously took a step back.

As early as when the master left, he guessed what the master was going to do, and he was still very excited before, but at this moment, he was ashamed of his behavior, and he stepped out again, showing a smiling face, ready to welcome the master's triumphant return.

Compared with the child's insignificant gains and losses, Tao Xingzhi's approach is to be much more restrained, standing quietly aside, bowing his head very respectfully, eager to bury himself in the ground.

When Li Wenshuo was still on the hillside before, he felt the sky-high sword aura and murderous aura from a long distance, which made people tremble.

Since he started to move, he didn't think that Li Wenshuo would be able to survive that bloody battle.

He is certainly very strong, but among those who come from the mountain, there are not a few famous people, except for those who have not been on the martial arts list, and their fame in the rivers and lakes, some are not below Li Wenshuo at all.

If Li Wenshuo died, although he would not challenge the terrifying woman in the house with all his might, it would not prevent him from getting the benefits he deserved from this matter.

But Li Wenshuo is back alive now, and those previous thoughts just can't be there anymore, and his performance is even more respectful than before.

Ignoring the three brutes who had no heart and lungs, and were still happily bringing countless mountain fruits and pheasants, they didn't pay attention to Tao Xingzhi who was standing there, and even pushed away Guan Qingfeng, who had no eyesight and was thinking about compliments in front of him.

Li Wenshuo walked quickly to the door and stretched out his hand to push the hidden firewood door.

But smelling the strong smell of blood on his body, he frowned, and the hand that was stretched out in the air was taken back stupidly.

"Why, I could push the door in when the door bolt was in before, but now the door is not closed, but I don't have the courage to come in?"

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo smiled and said, "I just killed too many people, and the smell of blood on my body is too strong, so I'd better take a bath first and then go in to see the child." ”

I only heard a cold snort: "People in the martial arts, it's normal to kill someone with a bit of blood, but I don't care about this." ”

Li Wenshuo pursed his lips, said in his heart, your heart is really big, and said with a smile: "The evil spirit is ominous, it's not good to bump into the child." ”

didn't listen to Luo Jiuyi's words, Li Wenshuo was still very careful, took a shower as quickly as possible, changed into clean clothes, and pushed the door in again.

The child was small, and was placed on the snow-white rabbit skin prepared in advance in front of the window, not crying or making trouble, and Luo Jiuyi was also teasing her child like an ordinary mother at this time.

The expression on his face was no longer cold, with a hint of a smile.

The scene in front of him was very warm, at least for Li Wenshuo, as if a hanging stone had fallen to the ground in his heart.

stepped forward, played with his daughter's little face in Luo Jiuyi's annoyed eyes, then laughed twice, sat on the edge of the bed, and hugged Luo Jiuyi into his arms.

It seemed a little uncomfortable, but Luo Jiuyi didn't resist, but he moved a little more, found the most comfortable position, closed his eyes, and put the newborn child aside, as if she was the baby.

Li Wenshuo stroked her back and said with a smile: "You are really the hero of my old Li family." ”

Feeling the hand gently patting his back, Luo Jiuyi hummed comfortably, and he really felt tired, and said with his eyes closed: "I won't have children in the future." ”

Li Wenshuo smiled helplessly, and it turned out in the future that Luo Jiuyi's decision had no effect, and even she couldn't control herself.

As if remembering something important, Luo Jiuyi opened his eyes, turned over, and said softly with a sparkle in Mo Che's eyes: "You choose a name for your daughter, you've already thought about it, right?"

Looking at the eyes in his arms that no one was expecting, Li Wenshuo sighed, but he really thought about it and said, "How about calling Li Yu." ”

Luo Jiuyi listened, recited it silently twice in his mouth, nodded, and said, "Listen to the name, you will know that you will be a lord who will bring disaster to the country and the people in the future." ”