Chapter one hundred and eighty second confrontation, embarrassment
The torrential rain raged wildly and endlessly, and the thunder from the sky illuminated the earth. In such a cruel and cruel night, the Lord was the only sun.
The adoptive father bowed and clasped his fists, "May I ask who you are?"
Huan Xin was not afraid at all, and shouted with surprise on her face: "You must be a fairy! Sister Fairy is so beautiful!"
"Xin'er, don't be rude!"
A gentle smile appeared on Sun Lizhai's solemn face, "It doesn't matter, I came here to see this little girl."
The foster father's heart sank and he straightened his back, making a defensive posture.
Seeing that he showed hostility towards her, Sun Lizhai felt quite troubled. She was rebellious and aloof, and did not want to speak in lengthy words. It would be extremely difficult for her to tell her the causes and consequences of traveling through time, so she had no choice but to show her kindness now.
, I hope this old man can be reasonable.
"I'm looking for this child to save her from death."
Huanxin looked at Sun Lizhai's beauty with admiration on her face and couldn't listen to what she said at all, while her adoptive father frowned and looked anxious.
"What your Excellency said is unclear. The trivial matters of the neighborhood, firewood, rice, oil, salt, and small profits still need to be debated, because living cannot be separated from these things, and besides, it is related to human life. Your Excellency said that you should save my heart from death.
Jie, I must ask clearly."
"Hey, what do you want to know?" Sun Lizhai was helpless and talked too much, which was always a trouble.
"Where did you come from? How did you know that Xin'er was in danger of death?"
"..." Sun Lizhai stepped lightly, jumped off the roof, and stood in front of the father and daughter.
The adoptive father moved to block Huan Xin, but the little girl still poked her head out to secretly look at the Lord.
Sun Lizhai knew nothing about the situation of the father and daughter, but as the successor of Taiwu, she was very familiar with the Fuyu Divine Sword. What was hanging on the girl's waist was the intact Fuyu Divine Sword.
"It's a long story. All you need to know is that I have no ill intentions towards this little girl."
The adoptive father was very stubborn, "I'm just talking empty words, so please leave."
Sun Lizhai thought about how to take this girl away.
She is the sword spirit of the Fuyu Divine Sword, and he must get her.
However, the old man opposite was not easy to deal with, and Sun Lizhai admitted that she could not see his depth.
Confrontation.
silence.
I don't know how long.
The colorful clouds in the sky dissipated, the brocade clouds dimmed, the thunder disappeared, the wind and rain stopped, the silent air dominated the deep valley, the insects at the bottom of the grass began to hum, and the cold moisture turned into mist, lingering around Sun Lizhai.
In such a relaxing time after the rain, the tense hostility still reaches the edge.
The adoptive father turned his head to let Huan Xin dodge, and then formed an ancient boxing stance, as simple and elegant as a crane or a pine tree.
Sun Lizhai chuckled, "Wu-Dang Clan?"
"Xuan Gong Divine Fist, I have learned it."
Huan Xin pursed her lips and ran to the side. She loved this fairy sister who fell from the sky very much. Now she saw that her adoptive father was still bullying a woman at such an age. She felt quite unhappy, so she rolled her eyes and said:
"As the saying goes, 'Loss and damage leads to inaction'. The more you practice the Xuan Gong Divine Fist, the fewer moves you have. If you don't have any moves, there are moves. The force can blend into everything. It is really a rare and unique skill."
She seemed to be trying to boost her foster father's reputation, but in fact, she exposed her own father's true self.
The foster father's mouth twitched with anger, "You little white-eyed wolf, did I teach you these martial arts principles just to make you talk nonsense?"
Sun Lizhai looked at Huan Xin and smiled tenderly, which made the little girl faint. She couldn't help but continue to explain the breaking method of Xuan Gong Shen Fist. At this time, her adoptive father shouted loudly and punched Sun Lizhai.
Although the punch is slow, a stream of pure Yang inner energy is like a rushing ocean, vast and boundless.
Sun Lizhai also punched out, with strong energy flowing out, like a giant spirit swinging a hammer, trying to retaliate.
When the two fists came together, the mighty strength in the foster father's hand suddenly disappeared. He turned slightly to let go of the punch. The superior's right fist, like a jade pestle, passed three inches in front of the old man's nose, and his energy was as strong as a bell.
It swayed like a drum and hit the body-protecting Qi. Although the body-protecting body was tightly guarded, it still made his nose numb.
The external force of Sun Lizhai's fist had been exhausted, and it was the opportunity for her internal energy to flourish. At this moment, her opponent mistakenly punched the superior's right wrist, then turned his arm and returned all the force of the punch to Sun Lizhai.
When Sun Lizhai saw that her fist was hitting her waist and abdomen, she did not panic, turned around to release her strength, clenched her fist with her left hand, and continued to punch.
The old adoptive father wanted to repeat his old trick, but unexpectedly, the punch was like a drill. Despite the dense Qi inside him, it was still fierce. His palm slapped on his wrist, but the surging Qi broke his skin and blood oozed out.
Sun Lizhai stopped as soon as she clicked and took two steps back.
The adoptive father stared blankly at the scar on his palm, feeling a little lost.
Huanxin ran to her adoptive father, held his injured hand, and said distressedly: "Oh, don't hit me. The injury hurts. Why don't we all sit down and talk?" She turned to look at Sun Lizhai, "
Fairy sister, my adoptive father has never seen the world and doesn’t know that you are a heavenly being. I have offended you. Please don’t argue with him, okay? Xin’er will definitely apologize to you!”
Her eyes were clear and she screamed like a lost bird.
Sun Lizhai's face was calm, but she thought of some past events in her heart.
It took a long time for the foster father to come back to his senses.
"With my current skills, even if I am caught in a flash flood, I will not be harmed at all. The purity of your skills is truly astonishing."
Sun Lizhai was tired of similar words, "The poor nun does not have any ill intentions, she just needs to use this child."
"But I don't know who sent you to hunt down our father and daughter?"
"Again, the poor nun means no harm."
"Then you know that my little girl cannot step out of this valley, otherwise a disaster will be imminent."
Sun Lizhai frowned.
This is really difficult to do.
If her prediction was correct, then Xiang Shu was the one who was killed, and he was an unimaginably powerful enemy.
This little girl must be taken to the end of heaven and earth, so that the Buddha can be called to communicate with time and space and take them to the future.
Now it seems that this little girl cannot step out of the valley.
If the magical power was still there, he could just cross over with the magical foot power in one step, but now he has to stay here.
Sun Lizhai pondered for a while and decided to settle in the deep valley for the time being. She would wait until she thought of a good solution before making any plans.
"The poor nun knows that what you are worried about is indeed the most difficult thing in the world. Anyway, the poor nun will find another place to build a house in this valley. From now on, he will have to be good neighbors." Sun Lizhai said to Huanxin.
He nodded and said, "Little girl, you can come to see the nun when you have time. I can also teach you some martial arts." After saying that, he walked away without waiting for the old man's reply.
Huan Xin looked at Sun Lizhai's floating back, stunned.
The adoptive father patted her little head with a straight face, "Silly girl, don't be stunned. Go home and bandage me."
"Oh... foster father, tell me, who is this fairy sister?"
"Why? Are you in such a hurry to find her, aren't you afraid that she will tie you up and take you out of the valley?"
"Oh, I'm just asking, why would Xin'er abandon her adopted father to find this...this sister?"
The adoptive father looked at the shadows in the deep forest and sighed, "It can't be pure, it can't be pure. Good things always have to be tempered."
"Hehe, when Xin'er grows up, my adoptive father won't have to worry about it!"
"You will never grow up like this!"
"When I grow up, I will always stay with my adoptive father!"
"Hahaha, little slippery man!"
I am willing to be a big tree that shelters you from the wind and rain, but I still hope that you can bloom the most beautiful flowers.
I am willing to stay by your feet like a piece of grass, because there is no such warm hometown as yours in the world.
