"I want him to practice martial arts..."

"No, I can't. Li Chunfeng shouted angrily, saying that he would not let Li Changan be contaminated with anything related to martial arts, which he had always adhered to.

"You can't just say it, have you ever asked him if he wants to?" Li Qinglian said.

"If I say no, then I can't, I can't help it, I can't help it. Li Chunfeng's body instantly exuded a domineering spirit that gave up on me.

"What's wrong with practicing martial arts?" asked Li Qinglian.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Li Chunfeng rhetorically.

"This is the next path he must take, because his blood is always flowing in his veins..."

Without waiting for Li Qinglian to finish speaking, Li Chunfeng slapped his palm on the table, glared at each other angrily, and said in a cold tone: "Then do you know that his blood always flows in his body?"

After Li Chunfeng finished saying this, the two of them fell into silence, looking at each other, neither of them knew what the other party was thinking, and it seemed that no one could see what the other party was thinking.

For a while, the room was a little scaryly quiet, and a mosquito was about to fly by, but when it saw the eyes of the two looking at each other, it shook its wings lightly and quietly chose to make a detour.

Li Qinglian was not afraid of Li Chunfeng's death-like gaze, only to see the corners of his mouth grinning, and said: "One thought becomes a demon, one thought becomes a Buddha, is it a demon or a Buddha? ”

"Bet?" Li Chunfeng sneered, "I don't let him enter the game, where is the bet?"

"You're going to get in. Li Qinglian said with certainty.

Li Chunfeng sneered, didn't speak, got up and walked to the window, because he really didn't want to discuss these things with Li Qinglian anymore, he even felt bored to the extreme, even if he looked at the night outside the window, it was much more interesting than this.

Feeling the coldness of Li Chunfeng from his bones, Li Qinglian sighed softly, he knew that if he continued to talk like this, there would be no result at all.

Li Qinglian picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, then put it down again, got up and said slowly: "Retiring from the rivers and lakes is not necessarily a good thing sometimes. ”

"Conspiracy and intrigue can only play a small role in the end, and it is the knife that finally determines the ownership of the world. Li Qinglian added.

When Li Chunfeng heard this, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "That's what you Jianghu people like to do." ”

Li Chunfeng's words, it is not difficult to hear that he looks down on those so-called heroes in the rivers and lakes.

Li Qinglian shook her head and said: "The world changes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and people are rivers and lakes. ”

Hearing this, Li Chunfeng turned around violently, grabbed Li Qinglian's shirt, and his tone was extremely cold, "Jianghu, Jianghu, what do you take to let him enter the rivers and lakes?"

After Li Chunfeng finished saying this, without waiting for Li Qinglian to reply, he said sharply again: "Thirteen years ago, everyone said that he was a demon star who came into the world, and thought that he would become a disaster in the future, and that person did not think about the love of flesh and blood, and personally destroyed the hidden veins of a newborn baby, so that he could not only not practice martial arts for the rest of his life, but also like a wasted person, but now he pinned his hopes on him, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

After speaking, Li Chunfeng pushed Li Qinglian violently, he was angry in his heart, but he was not angry that Li Qinglian was forcing Li Changan to practice martial arts, he was angry at the ugliness of people's hearts in this world.

Li Qinglian was pushed so hard by Li Chunfeng, not only did she not get angry, but smiled faintly, how could he not know what Li Chunfeng said, but even if he was a free-spirited wine sword immortal, there were times when he couldn't help himself.

Li Qinglian straightened her clothes and walked slowly to the door.

Just as he passed by Li Chunfeng's side, he suddenly paused, glanced back at Li Changan on the bed, and then said: "His life can escape, but his life can't escape." ”

After saying this sentence without a preface, Li Qinglian stopped staying and walked straight out of the house.

"His life can escape, but his life can't. Li Chunfeng muttered, and there were some hollows in his eyes.

After being stunned for a moment, Li Chunfeng came back to his senses violently, and shouted at the white back in the night: "I can let An'er make the choice personally." ”

Hearing this, Li Qinglian stopped, smiled intriguingly, turned around, and then retracted her smile, and said solemnly: "No regrets?"

Li Chunfeng was silent, turned around and walked to the side of the main table and sat down, poured a cup of tea, and drank it personally.

Seeing this, Li Qinglian could be said to have understood, and without saying much, she walked back to the house.

Li Qinglian sat back in her original position, picked up the tea and drank it alone, not looking at Li Chunfeng, as if waiting for the latter to speak first.

However, Li Chunfeng seems to have seen through everything and chose the same way as Li Qinglian.

In this way, without any surprise, the room fell silent again.