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Facing the distorted Ao Li again, Helang raised his eyebrows slightly, and with consideration in his heart, he stopped forcing him, and asked him nonchalantly, he was tired of staying in Jingxin Temple, would he like to change to another place to visit.
Ao Li originally thought that arguing with the person in front of him would be inevitable, but he didn't expect him to change the subject so quickly, and invisibly shattered the frost that had just formed between the two of them.
His heart relaxed, and he said suspiciously, "I thought you would be displeased."
Helang shook the fan in his hand, and the gusts of cool wind brought out by the shaking seemed to be able to blow away all the anger in people.
"I don't want to say too much, but don't forget that your father is like this, with many years of hatred, so it was finally..." Helang's voice stopped in good time, and the unfinished words were filled with heavy sadness, Ao Li's heart also stopped suddenly.
Ao Sheng couldn't let go of it, so he spent several years with hatred towards the world, and it became an obsession. In the end, he became a big demon cult, and he was indifferent to his wife and children. In the end, he could only find his wife's clothes, but he couldn't see his son again. , and turned into a handful of light ashes together with her, presumably he also died of regret.
Thinking up to this point, Ao Li also fell into silence. The loss in his heart climbed up his heart densely like ants, making him extremely unbearable, and there was nowhere to relieve it. He held the person in front of him in his arms, as if pinning all his hopes on this person, hoping that this person would show him more love and save him.
Herron lowered his eyes and patted the top of his head to let him calm down.
In the past 20 years, Ao Li has always been so domineering, disregarding other people's thoughts, hating and killing if he wants to, but after this person appeared, he restrained him everywhere, telling him that these things are wrong , Although he was conflicted, he was curiously willing to listen to him. He knew clearly that this person did not like killing and violence. If he continued to do whatever he wanted, this person might not want him anymore.
Seeing the gloom between Ao Li's brows gradually dissipate, his face became calmer, as if he had his own thoughts, Helang curled his mouth and told him, "If you want the world to love you, you must have Love the world first."
Ao Li didn't know if he listened carefully, but he just looked out the window, squinted his eyes slightly, and said that he was hungry and wanted to go down the mountain to eat meat.
He is not that kind. He has the spare time to love the world. What he wants to love is only this person in front of him. He also doesn't need the world to love him, as long as this person can love him, he is extremely satisfied.
Although Helang was surprised that Ao Li took the initiative to go down the mountain, and said that he wanted to see the bustling streets and enjoy delicious food in the hotel, but he quickly accepted the change of his mentality, which proved that Ao Li's defense was slowly getting worse. Disintegration, willing to bow half of your body, communicate with this world, and get back together.
If it were the him yesterday, he would definitely not want to go to what he thinks is a crowded place with many fools. Even if he is traveling, he only wants to take Helang to some places with few people and quiet surroundings, wishing he could just stay in the mountains , In addition to looking at the scenery, you don't have to pay attention to others.
And when he was really willing to step down from the high throne and come to the world, Ao Li, apart from being uncomfortable, also found it very interesting.
Simple but dazzling roadside stalls, all kinds of small shops all over the street, the sound of shouting and selling along the street, the storyteller in the teahouse, the diners talking in the restaurant, all these kinds of things are turned into vivid pictures. Memories, let Ao Li remember this deeply, I don't know if he is accompanied by people around him, so this kind of life that is incompatible with him also makes him live with relish and color.
In a prosperous place, people come and go, and countless information is spread and exchanged. Among them, the most anticipated and curious thing among the people is the selection of the new leader of the Wulin League.
As the old alliance leader was old, he felt unable to manage the affairs of the martial arts and resolve conflicts, so he planned to retreat and practice, and then retired, passing the position to another talented person with high martial arts skills.
It was precisely because of the old alliance leader's closed-door practice that during this period of time, Bai Daozhong was stirred up by Ren Bozhong so much trouble.
The news of the selection of the leader of the martial arts alliance is spreading all over the place. No matter in the restaurants or inns where you eat, or in the streets and alleys, there will always be people who are curious and eager to chat with each other. The leader of the alliance will be that hero, so of course He Lang and Ao Li, who have been hanging around in a place with many people recently, cannot be ignorant of this matter.
This time, the most traditional martial arts competition was used. Because of Ren Bozhong, many people were wary of their peers, and they couldn't recommend a truly convincing talent for a while, so they had to use this method to compete for the best martial arts. strong.
After listening to other people's conversation, Helang didn't know what to think, and poked Ao Li's shoulder with a smile, "If you go to participate in the competition, you will be able to stand out from the crowd and win the first place in one fell swoop, which will amaze everyone."
If Ao Li really won the position of the leader of the martial arts, wouldn't it be considered a success? Helang had an idea, and looked at him expectantly.
Ao Liyuan had no idea about this, he had never understood the affairs of Jianghu, so he had no concept of this position, even if he had, he didn't think he could be accepted by others.
After all, he still has the identity of a devil at this time, even if others say that he has done some good things, they still call him a devil. The gap cannot be changed overnight.
Ao Li shook his head and glanced at him, as if to persuade him not to have unreasonable expectations of himself.
But Helang raised his chin without losing enthusiasm, "If you don't try it, how will you know the result?"
Although he had expected that Ao Li would be gossiped if he really went to the contest, but Ao Li's reputation had already been corrupted beyond measure, and this insult was insignificant to him, there was no need for them to continue what to worry about.
Helang has absolute confidence in Ao Li's strength. Ao Li usually uses less than one-tenth of his skill to shoot, and he can easily blow out the masters in the teaching. If he tries his best, I am afraid that it is rare to meet an opponent in this martial arts.
It’s just that Ao Li has rarely fought against outsiders for decades, so no one really knows how strong he is, and outsiders can only imagine out of thin air with some extravagance. How strong is it, even guessing that he will eat human flesh and suck human blood to enhance his own skills and other absurd rhetoric.
He Lang wanted Ao Li to give it a try, and it wasn't all for the position of martial arts leader. Seeing that Ao Li's mood had changed several times along the way, He Lang thought about letting him go to the ring to vent his anger. Lezi, maybe the mood will be more relaxed.
Ao Li looked suspiciously at Helang who suggested repeatedly, and finally agreed with a vague understanding. He had never done martial arts competitions before, but under Helang's persuasive temptation, he felt a little more fun. It seems to be quite satisfying to let those people who usually criticize him the most see him as unhappy but can't kill him.
Even though they decided to participate in the martial arts competition, neither of them made much preparations for it, and they still enjoyed the world, waiting for the time to come.
Because Ao Li had hardly been out of the mountains, even though he sat down at the waiting area for the martial arts competition, no one recognized him. They all marveled at the aura of this strange man, and secretly guessed that this person might not be a martial arts contestant. It seems that the son of some wealthy family came to join in the fun. How could such an elegant and quiet temperament be a rough man who practiced martial arts
Coincidentally, several chivalrous men who knew Helang saw him together with such a person, they went up to talk to him, exchanged a few words before looking curiously, cupped their hands and said: "This imposing brother looks at you. Sheng, who is Fangsheng?"
Helang nodded politely, glanced at Ao Li, and seeing that he didn't respond, he calmly introduced to the few people in front of him: "The one next to me is the leader of Hunyuan, surnamed Ao Mingli."
The few people who were planning to chat were shocked, thinking that Helang was joking with them, looked at each other, looked at the two of them again, and vaguely remembered the news uploaded by Taoist some time ago, saying that Zhuo Shulang was in collusion with the Demon Sect ...
He Lang didn't seem to know why they showed such affection, and smiled slightly, "Perhaps a few dear friends have heard of Brother Ao's reputation?"
Several people were sweating profusely, nodding repeatedly, it was not only prestige, but notoriety, but because the devil was in front of him, it was not easy to show extra color to him, they all said a few words with complicated expressions, and then retreated to their seats Come on, don't say a word.
Helang smiled helplessly, looked at Ao Li again, and was dragged to the seat on the farthest side by him, "This is the best way, no one cares about it, it's clean."
Ao Li squinted slightly, as if closing his eyes.
The martial arts competition on the stage was held in full swing after the good day arrived. The masters from all walks of life on the stage came and went, and the several rounds were dazzling. to the aftermath.
Helang looked at it seriously, but Ao Li didn't have the consciousness to participate in the ring. He rested his head lazily, and only occasionally opened his eyelids to take a look at the scene on the stage, as if he had a clear grasp of all the situations.
The author has something to say: I finally replaced TAT because something happened in the past few days, I was sick and I was very depressed, so I haven’t coded for a long time, sorry (>人