Chi Tian had plundered the internal strength of countless masters over the years. Lan Yan thought that this man was a bottomless vat that could swallow anything he was given. Now it seems that this is not the case. According to Liu Liuyang's description, the power appeared in a very strange way. It was not there at the beginning, but suddenly exploded with a bang in the middle, wandering around his limbs and bones, as if it had hit Chi Tian hard from the inside, making him lose his mind on the spot.
Lan Yan asked: "What kind of internal force is it?"
Liu Liuyang answered hesitantly: "Zhi Han, it seems to come from Palace Master Li."
Lan Yan was extremely surprised: "You mean that although he took away my Palace Master's inner strength, he never used it for himself?"
Liu Liuyang nodded: "If I hadn't tried and failed just now, there really wouldn't be any."
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Chi Tian swept his hand back, and the door of the ice room closed with a loud "bang".
The heavy breathing was frozen into white mist by the cold. He sat down on the ice bed in a mess, trying his best to suppress the violent internal force. The dense and full stabbing pain stretched every blood vessel. He couldn't even tell whether it was cold or hot. He only knew that his whole body seemed to be tightened by ropes. This time, it took a full stick of incense before Chi Tian opened his eyes again. His back was already covered with cold sweat.
The inner force went dormant again.
Three years, he had been suffering this pain for three whole years. After that night on the snow cliff, he thought he had successfully taken away Li Sui's inner strength, and he was indeed successful for a while, but one day, he suddenly woke up from his dream in a piercing pain, and felt that his soul and bone marrow had been torn into pieces by the rampaging inner strength in his body. His chest was so painful that he could not breathe, and he tried his best to crawl out of the ghost gate.
He was sweating profusely and was still in shock. He wanted to give this part of internal strength to Yuan Yeyue, but in the end he gritted his teeth and kept it in his own body - only in this way could he have an 80% chance of defeating Li Sui, otherwise, it would be at most 50%.
There are rumors in the Central Plains martial arts world that Chi Tian's kung fu is far superior to Li Sui's, and that he does not even take the Wulin Alliance seriously, but no one talks about it. The prerequisite is that Chi Tian's internal energy has always been stable, so that he can be the so-called "number one in the world". Once the true energy starts to flow violently, Li Sui doesn't even need to make a move, he can just watch him get his tendons broken and die of vomiting blood.
Even Li Sui himself doesn't know.
So he still had the mentality of fighting to the death - well, he couldn't die now, but he would probably get injured. While having dinner with the snow-white scholar from Jiangnan, he kept pulling his equally snow-white hairband, letting his jet-black and slightly cool hair spread out.
Zhu Yanyin, who was drinking soup, said: "..."
You are so boring.
Li Sui casually twisted the hairband around his fingers twice and said, "I'll take you somewhere tomorrow."
Zhu Yanyin wiped his mouth and asked, "Where are you going?"
Li Sui said: "Snow Cliff."
Zhu Yanyin had a psychological trauma about this name: "That's not..."
"It has nothing to do with Chi Tian. I often practiced martial arts on the snow cliff when I was a child, and I want to take you to see it."
"Yeah, that's fine."
No one in the Zhu family wanted to care about the affairs of the martial arts world, but only wanted to care about their own son's birthday. Although the atmosphere was not suitable for a grand celebration, Zhu Xiaosui secretly changed her son into new clothes early the next morning, and mysteriously brought out a box, saying that it had been bought early in the morning.
When Li Sui entered the room, he happened to witness the warm farewell ceremony between master and servant. He paused for a moment, but still stepped in coldly.
Zhu Xiaosui: Alas, a man of the world.
The gift was a folding fan, not expensive, but the words on it were written in an elegant and freehand style. Zhu Yanyin really liked it and looked at it over and over for a long time. Li Sui bent his finger and tapped him on the head: "Put it away."
Zhu Xiaosui was very dissatisfied. The gift I gave to my son has nothing to do with you. He was no longer afraid of Li Sui, so he cleared his throat and said crisply: "Palace Master Li, today is my son's birthday. If you have nothing to do—"
"Something's going on."
"What's the matter?"
"Give a gift."
Zhu Xiaosui looked suspiciously and glanced up and down. Where is the gift? You clearly came here empty-handed.
Zhu Yanyin also asked, what do you want to give
Li Sui said: "Me."
Zhu Xiaosui was stunned on the spot. There are so many people in this world who want to enter the Zhu Mansion. All of them are racking their brains to squeeze in. But you, not only don't you send a gift to my young master, but you also want to get yourself in by pushing yourself in. There are such people who are good at taking advantage of others in the world. I really can't say a word.
Zhu Yanyin smiled and held his wrist: "Okay, then don't regret it."
Zhu Xiaosui: Young Master
However, Zhu Yanyin had already pulled Li Sui and ran out of the bedroom, leaving only a sentence "Go tell your uncle that we will come back for dinner in the evening."
Kicking Snow Black Horse carried two people and galloped towards the vast snow cliff.
The wind was strong and the weather was cold. Li Sui pulled the cloak over and wrapped the man in his arms tightly, not even a strand of hair was exposed. The thick fur blocked the biting cold. Zhu Yanyin put his hands on his chest and felt very warm, so he pressed his whole body against him and almost fell asleep in comfort.
Li Sui held him with one hand and swung the reins again, making the horse rustle even more violently.
Although the snow cliff is not as high and steep as the forest snow peak, it is difficult for ordinary people to climb it. After the wind stops, it is dead silent, but the scenery is extremely beautiful. The cold sunlight is refracted by the ice, and the fields are pure white and dazzling.
"And flowers?"
"It's a snow lily. It's useless, but it looks good." Li Sui picked one for him. "If you like it, I'll try to plant a patch in the northwest."
“Why is it only grown in the northwest?”
“Because it doesn’t snow in Jiangnan.”
“…Yeah, that’s right.”
Li Sui smiled and carried him to a steeper canyon. Zhu Yanyin tried to open his eyes, but was soon forced to bury his face in the other's chest again by the rapidly changing scene and wind. The flying over the eaves and walls in the storybooks were not deceiving, and they were indeed both chic and majestic. The second son Zhu had already thought of the chivalrous posture he would take when landing, but he ended up being pressed into a whole field of snow lilies, crushing him into a mess, and his lips were also kissed.
Li Sui put a hand behind his head to prevent him from freezing. Snow lilies have no fragrance, they only form a layer of clear ice on the petals, and then cast a small light in the sun, making the whole valley more unreal.
"Is it cold?" Li Sui asked after a while.
Zhu Yanyin hooked her hands around his neck and was kissed until she was breathless and her heart was beating fast. If this kind of scene was changed to a warm flower field in spring, would it be possible for him to start doing something improper? After all, all demons like to have sex all over the place, and a demon who doesn't like to have sex all over the place is not a good demon.
Li Sui said: "Jiang Shenglin found me here."
Zhu Yanyin leaned in his arms and looked up. The clouds were all around and seemed out of reach, so she hugged him tighter.
So weak.
The two stayed in the valley for most of the day, holding hands and walking around to enjoy the scenery. Even though they didn't talk, they just couldn't take their eyes off each other, and they didn't return to the city until the afternoon.
As soon as he entered the room, he met Wan Zhuyun, who hurriedly said, "Palace Master Li, at noon today, the news that Pan Jinhua had died suddenly spread throughout the Wulin Alliance."
Everyone described it with details and vividly, as if they had seen it with their own eyes. Everyone in the martial arts world knew how much Pan Shihou loved his precious son. Now they suddenly heard such news - in fact, it didn't matter whether Pan Jinhua was dead or not. What mattered was that Pan Jinhua was already dead, but Pan Shihou still pretended that his son was not dead, and even led the crowd all the way to the Wulin Alliance. This was obviously unreasonable.
Li Sui asked: "Where are the people?"
Wan Zhuyun said: "He is temporarily under house arrest in the backyard."
"Where did the news come from?"
"It was a servant who was feeding horses for the Canglang Gang, but he is already dead and his body was thrown in the toilet."
It's not bad luck to encounter such a thing on your birthday, but at least it's not a good omen. Li Sui was very unhappy, and this unhappiness was directly reflected in his face. He put his arm around Zhu Yanyin's shoulders and planned to send him back to Lanxishan first.
Wan Zhuyun was confused: "Palace Master Li?"
Zhu Yanyin was led by him to trot and stagger, and he turned back and shouted: "We are coming soon!"
Wan Zhuyun: "..."
But the second son of Zhu finally failed to "come right away", because Li Sui and Lan Xishan were on the same side for a rare occasion and refused to let him see the corpse on his birthday. Zhu Yanyin had no choice but to agree, and after absentmindedly eating a bowl of Shanzhen longevity noodles, he stood at the door and stretched his neck to wait for Li Sui - like a woman waiting for her husband on a rock.
Dear Uncle Vaguely: Wait, why do I feel like something is not right about this scene
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Pan Shihou said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, Jinhua is gone."
Li Sui asked: "Where is Lan Yan?"
"I was the one who betrayed her in the Burning Fire Palace. I really wanted to save Jinhua. They said they would give me the antidote if I handed over Miss Lan."
"It turned out that the antidote was fake. Jinhua died five days later... I wanted to fight them to the death, but I couldn't find anyone."
"My dear nephew, no, Palace Master Li, Alliance Master Wan, please avenge my son! As long as this revenge can be avenged, I am willing to die to apologize!"
He knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times, tears streaming down his face.
Li Sui still sat on the chair: "Who is looking for you?"
Pan Shihou said: "The Silver Pen Scholar, he was the one who took Miss Lan away."
It was as if there was a broken fan in his chest, and he made a wheezing sound when he spoke. He didn't look like he would live long.
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In the late night, Zhu Ergongzi successfully waited for the wall-climbing expert, Palace Master Li. He wrapped the man in a blanket and asked, "How is it?"
"Everything is as you speculated." Li Sui said, "As for the story of the Canglang Gang's servant, it has not been found out yet, but everyone says that he is honest and hardworking, and his family background is clean. It is impossible for him to be related to the Demon Cult. I am afraid he was threatened or used by someone."
"No matter who the servant is, the people behind him are trying to lead Pan Shihou to the opposite side of the Wulin Alliance." Zhu Yanyin thought for a while, "According to the rules of the martial arts world, how should Alliance Leader Wan deal with this traitor?"
Li Sui replied: "Kill."
Zhu Yanyin asked again: "Who will benefit from killing Pan Shihou?"
Li Sui pulled the man into his arms and pinched the back of his neck: "I don't know, I'm tired, you want to."