The wedding didn't go smoothly. Regarding his wife Meng La, Li Qi felt a little guilty about it.
Every woman is full of longing and hope for her wedding and hopes that her wedding is perfect. Because his grudge with Haroli led to an imperfect wedding, Li Qi felt that he owed Meng La.
Looking at Meng La guiltily, Li Qi solemnly said: "I will treat you well."
Blushing a bit, Mengla lowered her head in embarrassment and said thank you.
Li Qi: "..."
Thanks, thank you
Now that you have concluded a couplet, as a husband, you should be kind to your wife, how can you say thank you? This fool!
After getting married, Li Qi has a family again. When hunting, there will be some people waiting for themselves to go home, and some will worry about themselves... This kind of belonging is really good!
As for Haro Li, Li Qi didn't want to kill him through the hands of his father-in-law. He wanted to wait until he had that ability, and through his real strength, he personally defeated Haro Li and brought Libby back.
That day, it's not far!
In a blink of an eye, three years passed. Eighteen-year-old Li Qi, facing the northeast, looking into the distance, the clouds in the sunset glow like fish scales floating in the fiery red sky. After a long while, Li Qi decided that it was tomorrow.
The next morning, Li Qi stepped into the tent that hadn't been in for three years, and said flatly, "Give me back my snow lion."
After getting married, Li Qi has seen a lot with the tribe chief in three years. He has participated in wars between tribes with the tribe chief, and has fought wits and courage with the children of other warrior families. Li Qi now can't compare with the past, both internally and externally.
Compared to Li Qi, Haro's performance over the past few years has not been satisfactory. Since Li Qi got married, he has been squeezed out by other beast spirits, has become more moody, and often suffers from headaches.
Before stepping into Haroli’s tent, I heard Haroli’s angry curses and the painful sound of the whip hitting the beast spirit outside.
Li Qi shook his head. Even if he didn't trouble Haroli himself, he would die. After a few years or so, when Haroli was old and weak, the people he had offended would definitely flock to him. With these slaves he abused, he could take a beast. His flesh was bitten off.
Li Qi came uninvited, his expression and tone were very indifferent, and there was a way of not putting Haro Li in his eyes.
Seeing this beast spirit, who had caused him to lose his eyes in the beast spirit group, lived well in front of him, and demanded himself in a ignorant tone, Haroli suddenly got a headache.
"Little beast! To the death of labor and capital!"
At the time of a headache, the ridicules of the past few years have been turning around in front of him, all because of the person in front of him. Haroli could not restrain his killing intent. He reached out and shook the whip at Li Qi’s vitals. go.
The whip quickly greeted Li Qi, with the sound of whirring wind, cruel and unfeeling.
With a quick and light flash, Li Qi easily avoided Haroli's attack. The upper body did not change its posture at all, and there was a kind of leisure like walking.
"you you!"
Haroli's head became more and more painful in the face of Li Qi's silent mocking air. There was a fire in his body. He wanted to go out and want to kill Li Qi. His heart became stronger and stronger, and his eyes looked at Li Qi. Increasingly insidious.
Shaking off the whip, Haroli drew the dagger pinned to his waist and threw it at Liqi.
He would stab Li Qi with a knife, then cut off his flesh one by one, feed his bones to the dog, and drink his blood!
Facing the Haro Li who rushed towards him, Li Qi had not moved, quietly watching Haro Li getting closer and closer to him, and then pointed the dagger at his heart, and then... Li Qi let go...
Li Qi stepped aside without warning, and continued to rush forward if Haruo Li, who was rushing straight at Li Qi, could not recover.
Anyhow, after fighting for so many years, Harolli immediately forced himself to go against his inertia and turn back. In that moment, Li Qi drew out the dagger from his waist when Haroli made a mistake. When Haroli turned around, he stabbed the dagger at Haroli’s. Heart place.
Of course, stabbing in the heart is not coincidence.
After poking in, Li Qi still stirred a few times, aggravating Haroli's death.
Facing the sharp pain coming from the heart, Haroli stared at the crudely crafted dagger inserted in the heart with unbelievably widened eyes, forgetting that he was going to stab Liqi with the dagger in his hand.
The heart went on strike all at once. After there was no heart working like a pump, Haroli's blood slowly slowed down until the blood stopped flowing.
Until Haroli stiffened, he did not kill Li Qi as he wished.
I didn't even touch it.
Pulling out the dagger, Li Qi randomly wiped off the dark red blood on Haroli's clothes, blew a whistle, and pulled out his leg and walked out of the tent.
Just after leaving the tent, a silver-haired, vigorous snow lion rushed out of the nearby tent and stood beside Liqi. The ferocious, bloodthirsty eyes converged when they touched Li Qi, revealing a humane attachment, and affectionately rubbed Li Qi's arm.
"Libby..."
Finally returning to him, Li Qi stretched out his hand and scratched Libby's head, as if he helped Libby tickling in his childhood.
"Libby... How long have you not taken a shower!"
Libby: "..."