Li Youlan shook her head, and asked curiously: "Is elder brother going to kill again?"
Facing this younger sister whom Li Muchan didn't care about and whose family members never cared about her, Li Daozong felt a pain in his heart, and said: "Brother doesn't know how to kill people, if he does, he only kills those bad guys!"
"But it's about killing people..." Li Youlan bowed her head silently, showing her inner displeasure.
Li Daozong stretched out the little finger of his right hand, and said slowly: "We pull the hook, the elder brother will not kill people when he goes down the mountain, but if there are bad people who want to kill good people, or someone wants to kill elder brother, what should we do?"
Li Youlan sighed quietly, and said: "There are always many excuses for killing people. Brother, just remember, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately..."
Li Youlan walked away slowly, turned to the side of the flowers, paused, turned around halfway, showing a beautiful side face, and said indifferently: "Mother has something to tell you..."
Li Daozong was taken aback, his aunt had never spoken to him, nor had he brought any words to him, so he hurriedly asked, "What did my aunt say?"
"My mother said that the sky is big and the earth is big, and my brother doesn't have to be tied down here by a Zhuangzi. My mother also said that my brother is not Li Muchan... my brother is not my father, nor my second uncle... my brother is my brother, and I can only walk the way I want to go. Your sword heart is dusty! As long as my brother's heart is not hindered, he can build his own 'One Sword Villa' wherever he goes!"
Li Youlan didn't seem to understand what her mother said, she just repeated it with a frown, and even called Chu Li Muchan's name directly, making her face blush.
But Li Daozong was also silent.
Uncle Li Muchan and his father Li Muru both wanted "One Sword Villa" to become stronger. One of them relied on their own swords and the other relied on their own power. The "strength" they pursued was something domineering. bored.
What my aunt said was right, I want to live for myself!
One Sword Villa!
No matter how famous he is, he is just a house.
I want to become stronger, and I want to break out of my own "One Sword Villa"!
Thinking of this, Li Daozong untied the "blazing golden sword" on his waist and threw it violently. The long sword with its sheath flew several feet away, and with a "chuo" sound, it plunged into a large bluestone by the roadside, more than three feet deep.
Li Daozong even took off his favorite gorgeous robe and hung it on a tree trunk beside him. He was only wearing a white shirt and trousers, and he didn't feel relaxed for a while. Li Daozong raised his head and laughed happily.
At this time, a servant came in panic. After seeing Li Daozong, he immediately came forward and said respectfully: "Eldest Young Master, Second Master, please..."
Li Daozong turned his head back slightly, his eyes regained the old look, and said lightly: "Go back and tell the second master... about Yijian Villa, don't bother me!"
Under the stunned expression of the servant, Li Daozong walked away casually, jumped over the backyard, and went around the mountain.
…
There was a sudden knock on the door, Zong Xuan opened his eyes, and said lightly, "Got it."
The people outside the door retreated immediately.
Zong Xuan got up, glanced at the woman who was sleeping like a begonia in spring beside him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He has never been short of women in his life, and there are often those who come to his door on their own initiative. Some people are several times more beautiful than those who are in love.
However, it was such a girl who looked like she came from the countryside and made him feel very at ease.
Dong Xiu'e, his father, Dong Zhonghao, was just the leader of a juggling troupe, and his secret identity was just the recorder of Sihai Pavilion. Pavilion, it's time to be a recorder.
But she wanted to follow her, without saying a word, without asking a word, as long as she was by his side...
Zong Xuan sighed, put Dong Xiu'e's exposed arm back under the quilt, and he put on his clothes and walked out of the room.
Dian Jian's faceless face appeared beside him, and he said softly: "Master, all the supervisors are here, and I'll be waiting for you..."
Zong Xuan hummed and walked outside.
"Master, this woman..."
Zong Xuan got angry and choked, the sword was already on Dian Jian's neck, and he said in a dark voice, "Don't worry about my affairs!"
Dian Jian was not afraid, and still said calmly: "Young master, according to the rules of the 'Hell Prison', Xingzi can only marry a moon girl before he can ascend the throne and become the King of Pluto. One off!"
"I have my own measure, so you don't need to talk too much!" Zong Xuan put away the sword and said in a dark voice.
"It's good that the young master knows, the subordinates are just worried for the master!"
Dian Jian looked back at the hut. This is a remote and secluded place in a certain mountain village. The house is surrounded by various flowers, grape vines are covered with gazebos, gourd vines and several kinds of melon vines are covered with fences...
These were planted by Dong Xiu'e herself.
This mountain village is just an outlying village of the secret base of Hell. It looks peaceful, but it is actually full of precautions. It was Dong Xiu'e, a silly girl who thought this was a paradise, but didn't know that this was the center of the storm.
…
A piece of maple forest is always on the edge of the village.
Behind the maple forest, there are countless grotesque boulders, and strange-shaped houses are built between the boulders, with flowers and trees, but they have obviously been repaired, forming groups of beautiful and eerie patterns.
Only four of the six chief managers of Hell, Rain, Thunder, Lightning and Ice Flame came, 'Rain Needle', 'Thunder Knife', 'Electric Sword', 'Ice Spear', as for 'Wind Sleeve' and 'Flame Wheel', they are out on missions Did not return.
The four respectfully knelt down to welcome Zong Xuan. And Luo Jingli, who had betrayed "Blood Fiend", straddled the stool carelessly, fiddling with the dagger in his hand.
"Get up..." Zong Xuan asked calmly after taking his seat, "Why did my grandfather ask you to come and find me?"
"Yu Zhen", a middle-aged mistress with a charming figure, said: "Master, the old master asked us to ask you for someone..."
"who?"
"Shentu Batian!"
Shentu Zhenyue's son Shentu Batian
Zong Xuan looked coldly at Luo Jingli who was beside him, how could this matter be leaked out
Luo Jingli shrugged his shoulders, expressing his confusion.
There is a shadow covering Zong Xuan's heart, which means that his grandfather has set up eyes and ears around him that even he doesn't know about, and he doesn't even trust himself...
"This person... I'm still useful..." Zong Xuan said.
"Yuzhen" chuckled, and said: "The old master said that Shentu Zhenyue died too easily. Since he left behind a son, he is about to pay his father's debts, so he can't make it easy..."
Zong Xuan cursed secretly for "a bunch of idiots", and said patiently: "Mr. Yu went back and told my ancestors that although Shentu Zhenyue is dead, the power of Zhenyue Mountain City has not yet fallen. We can use Shentu Batian to integrate a part of the town. The power of Yueshan City paves the way for us to re-emerge in the rivers and lakes... Therefore, Shentu Batian can do nothing... "
Zong Xuan's resolute attitude stunned "Yuzhen", and looked at each other with the other three supervisors, "Dianjian" immediately said: "Master, this is the old master..."
Snapped!
Zong Xuan threw the tea bowl in his hand on the ground, and immediately shattered the porcelain pieces on the ground...
The four supervisors were all taken aback, and their faces were more ugly than ever.
Since childhood, this young master Zongxuan has always obeyed his old master's orders and never dared to speak out against him. They, but sent to the old master behind them...
Zong Xuan Fangfo didn't know how big a taboo he had committed. No one in Hades Prison would dare to refute Hades' order.
But Zong Xuan didn't intend to take it back. He lowered his head, nodded to the four managers, and said word by word: "I don't care what kind of tasks grandpa has given you, and I don't care what kind of pressure he has put on you. .As I said before, Shentu Batian is in my hands. I have my own use, and no one can take it away, even if I lose a single hair... Take the words back to me, and don’t leave a single word. Tell me when you go back That old guy, I do things, don't tell me what to do behind my back! Otherwise, let him perform the play himself!"
The four chief managers stared wide-eyed, and looked at Zong Xuan with an expression of disbelief, as if this person had lost his mind.
Zong Xuan flicked his sleeves and shouted: "What are you looking at? Get lost!"
For the first time, the four chief executives left here in a panic, and Zong Xuan still couldn't calm down angrily...
For the first time in more than 20 years, I yelled loudly at the shadow that shrouded me all the time. Although I was refreshing, I was also a little bit scared because I didn't have confidence in my own strength.
Luo Jingli clapped his hands and laughed, and said, "You, you, finally can't help it?"
Zong Xuan snorted coldly, and said: "My ambition, I want to accomplish by myself. Hell, treat me like a pawn, I just want to play chess, I don't want to be a pawn..."
"But is your strength enough to play this game of chess?"
"So I want to become stronger! Shentu Batian is the opportunity for me to become stronger. I must rely on him to form a force that is completely loyal to me... Hell, it's unreliable!"
"What are you going to do? Won't Hell take revenge on you?"
"Not in a short period of time. The old man is a cautious person. He will think that I am just a child. I am stressed and lose my temper..." Zong Xuan took a deep breath, leaned back slowly, and said lightly: "But first you Gotta do me a favor!"
"What's busy?"
Zong Xuan sat up straight suddenly, his eyes lit up and said: "Help me stop the masters of the [Golden Crystal Glazed Art] from the Demon Sect Society..."
Luo Jingli was taken aback, "Who?"
"As long as you know this skill, it doesn't matter who you are..."
"But don't you have a covenant with the Demon Sect?"
Zong Xuan sneered, and said: "That's the old man's business, it has nothing to do with me. By forming an alliance with the Demon Sect, the old man is suicidal. No matter how strong the Demon Sect is now, it will be tolerated by the world. Even if it is arrogant for a while, sooner or later It will dissipate on its own. The old man wanted revenge, so he went to the doctor in a hurry, and he was afraid that he would be used by the magic sect. If he didn't get revenge, he would be treated as a chess piece, and he might lose his life first!"
Luo Jingli stabbed the knife, inserted it into the table, and said with a light smile: "Okay, assassination is my strong point, just listen to it..."
Zong Xuan smiled strangely, and said: "No, this time, I want to live, and besides, I will go with you..."
Luo Jingli was surprised.