Chapter 49 The beauty is gone(1/2)
The first one to rush out was Li Tui!
After leaving the Tianmen, he fell straight down. He hurriedly opened the door of his house. His words could not hide the joy in his heart, "Ruan'er, hurry up and go back to the sect. If you don't leave, it will be too late!!!"
Li Ruan was surprised for a while. He had never seen such an anxious father before. He had never been so anxious even when he was addicted to alcohol.
"I'll go clean it up."
Li Tui, however, went up to her and grabbed her sleeve to leave.
But Li Ruan struggled to break free and ran up the stairs, "Wait for me, I'll get something and leave."
"You really need to hurry up. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."
Li Ruan hurriedly went upstairs, returned to the room, picked up a basket and ran down.
"I'm going to give this basket to Xiao Changsheng." Li Ruan said solemnly.
There was a green shirt neatly folded in the basket, and a letter was placed on it.
"When did this happen, you!"
However, Li Ruan still nodded stubbornly and did not give in at all.
"Okay!" Li Tui had no choice but to agree.
After saying that, the two of them disappeared.
In just one breath, a huge gourd rose from Mochen Alley and flew straight out of the town at an extremely fast speed.
Above the gourd, in the void, a thundercloud suddenly appeared, following the two of them.
Li Tui stepped on the northern gourd, and his figure suddenly grew larger. He punched upwards and dispersed the calamity cloud. He shouted: "I, Li Tui, want to leave, who of you can stop me!"
"I."
In the void, brilliant sounds echoed!
The sparks in front of the northern gourd instantly turned into a net of fire covering the sky.
Li Ruan stood alone on the northern gourd, looking back at the town, his eyes calm, the heat wave rolling behind him, and his clothes rustling.
Li Tui holds a gilt spear and stands proudly behind the northern gourd, looking like a god of war, no longer his usual drunken look.
Then with a thought in his mind, a hundred-foot-long water dragon swam out from the northern gourd.
The dragon's roar shakes the sky, and after emerging from the gourd, it wraps around the northern gourd. The water dragon meets the fire net, bursting out a large amount of water vapor, and then flies away.
"Dad, what did you do in the secret realm to arouse public outrage?" Li Ruan asked via voice transmission from Heart Lake.
After he came out, he hurriedly ran away with himself, and now he attracted a large number of monks to chase him. What kind of evil things did his father do in the secret realm?
Is it possible that the entire secret realm was raided?
But if he was really that powerful, would he still need to run away with him?
Li Tui was still high-spirited, with pride between his brows and eyes, and he replied with his heart: "The biggest opportunity in this secret realm is in my hands right now. When I go back to Wuzhen Tower, I am 90% sure to enter the Tribulation!"
Li Ruan was also surprised, no wonder so many people were chasing him, but he was still worried, "Can we escape?"
Before he finished speaking, a huge golden seal fell from the sky, with a magnificent momentum!
Li Tui stopped replying, stepped down, raised the spear with his right hand, and rose into the sky! The tip of the spear pressed against the golden seal, and the latter slowed down.
"What? Prince Zhao, who is also from Nanming Continent, wants to get a share of the pie?" Li Tui said angrily.
A huge palm appeared above the golden seal, covering the former, and the golden seal pressed down again.
"Haha, it's a great fight. Doesn't Mr. Li still understand this truth?" Zhao Kentian said sarcastically.
How can the coldness in his words be compared to the enthusiasm when he came to the tofu shop to find Li Tui, calling him "Brother Li" and pushing him to change cups?
Hypocrisy, in the face of the opportunity, all pretense was torn off.
Li Tui didn't hold any more hands anymore. In the late stage of his death, he was nothing more than a local chicken and a tile dog!
The water dragon surrounding the northern gourd spiraled up along the spear, dragging the golden seal with its body. The dragon's head reached the top of the seal, and its mouth opened wide! It bit a gap in the golden seal with one bite.
The water dragon is even more powerful, with dragon scales faintly showing the texture of the avenue on its body.
Zhao Kentian, who was hiding in the void, turned pale. He didn't expect Li Tui to be so powerful!
He forcibly took back the golden seal and flew back towards the town.
Li Tui
Seeing that both of them belonged to the Nanming Continent, there was no other conflict between the two, it was just a dispute between the great ways, and they did not pursue him with deadly force.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Kentian, who had just escaped from the battlefield, suddenly shouted: "Li Tui, Wu Zhenlou, has the opportunity of the great road. If he returns to his true form, he can go straight to the tribulation!"
Li Tui's face turned green, his expression moved people's hearts. It seemed that he had "wrongly blamed" Prince Zhao.
But it’s no longer easy to chase him now, so the best thing to do is to escape from this place as soon as possible. As for Zhao Kentian, it’s not too late to go find him after the tribulation!
But the town is already in a state of excitement. Overcoming the tribulation! Who is not tempted? Why come to this secret place of Shentai for adventure? Isn’t it just to overcome the tribulation and the road to immortality?
The monks who had just returned to the town jumped into the air and chased Li Tui.
Li Tui watched with cold eyes, and with a wave of his spear, a huge spear light appeared between the sky and the earth, and the numerous Guizhen monks who were chasing after him had to use their methods to block it.
Li Tui took this opportunity to control the northern gourd, increased his speed suddenly, turned into a stream of light, and rushed out of the big world outside.
Li Ruan just turned his head from beginning to end, staring at the mountains of the town, hoping to take one more look at the young man who was following him and calling his sister.
Just one glance is good.
When the last monk who returned to his true nature rushed out of the Tianmen, Tanxiao also took back Liang Mi, who was still sleeping, and disappeared. The clouds that had been stuck on the sky dome for more than a month also slowly dissipated.
When he appeared again, he was in a restaurant outside the town. Opposite him was a Confucian scholar in green shirt, toasting and drinking alone.
"Today?"
"It's fine today and tomorrow, it depends on what the mute wants."
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Jiang Qiyun, who had been living in the attic of the Sun Mansion, saw the fleeting figure on the horizon and felt murderous intent.
"You guys wait for me here first, and I will come back to pick you up after I finish killing that perverted thief!"
The voice still echoed in the attic, but the figure had disappeared.
Su Sheng and Sun Yuexuan are looking forward to it. Are they finally going to the big world outside?
Jiang Ling sat calmly by the window, looking at the dissipating clouds in the sky, recalling the scenes he saw in the ancient temple in his mind
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"Today, I will go into the mountains again today! Don't pick the wrong herbs today, otherwise you will be hungry again."
The thin boy carried a large medicine basket on his back, tightened the rope around his waist, and entered the mountain with firm steps.
"Hey, this must be agave, but it seems to be different from what the drugstore shopkeeper said. Ignore it, let's take it back first."
At this moment, the child was carrying a large pile of weeds behind him.
When the sun set, the child returned to the town, dragging his body with bloody skin on his feet. However, he watched helplessly as the "herbal medicine" he had worked hard to pick for a whole day was dumped at the door by a drug shop apprentice.
The child did not cry, but silently picked up his medicine basket, lowered his head, and returned home step by step.
I remember my mother once said that if I cry outside, I won’t let myself go.
So you must hold back, even if your mother is no longer here, you still have to listen to your mother's words.
Returning to Weichen Alley, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron was already waiting anxiously at the door. When she saw the child coming back, she quickly ran over.
"Little Changsheng is back. My aunt has stewed pork rib soup for you. It's ready a long time ago. I'll wait for you to come back to eat." The woman felt very distressed when she saw the child's appearance. She quickly wiped her hands on her apron and wanted to go over and hug him.
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But the boy pushed the woman away and said, "You are not my mother, I don't want to eat from you, I only want my mother!"
A child without a mother does not know good or evil. He just instinctively locks himself in his own little world, and then rejects everything in this world. Because in his world, there are his parents and his treasure chest.
I can go to school, and I can also pull my parents’ sleeves and clamor for money.
Instead of like now, even the money to buy a big white steamed bun has to be collected by oneself in exchange for herbs.
The middle-aged woman sat on the ground and cried silently, but the child rushed home and threw himself on his parents' bed without even putting down the medicine basket, crying in pain.
It's like throwing myself into the arms of my parents. After crying, I can vent all my feelings.
sad.
At this moment, he really wanted to go with his parents, so that he could stay with them, no one would bully him, and he wouldn't have to go hungry.
But what if I go now and can’t find my parents, or what if my parents come back and can’t find me.
Finally, the child took the comb that his mother had used and gently put it to his ear. He occasionally turned his head and smelled it, as if his mother was still beside him.
But I didn’t dare to smell too much, for fear that one day I would finish smelling the scent on the comb and my mother would really disappear.
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Xu Changsheng, who had already transformed from a child to a teenager, was running like crazy in the mountains. He also heard the shouting.
To be continued...