When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 238 Father and Son Meet

"Go by yourself? Father plans to go in person? Did I hear it right?"

"Probably not, because I heard it too."

"Oh my God!"

...

The princes whispered, their eyes full of shock.

Even Li Tianyu and Li Tianxia were horrified. No one expected this. They were both ready to take on the heavy responsibility.

Li Tianyu sighed and said, "It seems that Father is really angry this time."

Li Tianxia nodded, "I remember that two sisters died in Baishanzhou, Qingyu. I heard that they were ambushed and died at the hands of a certain middle power. The next day, Father destroyed that middle power."

Li Tianyu heard this and said, "Hearing what you said, it seems that this incident really happened, but I am not familiar with the two sisters. It was ten years later when I knew about this incident. I don't know whether it is true or not, but... This really seems like something that Father can do. "

In Li Tianyu's impression.

Li Shanhe is the emperor of the Immortal Dynasty, a domineering and invincible existence. Countless forces have been destroyed in his hands.

Li Tianxia said: "This is true. I knew it earlier than you. I heard about it two years after it happened. I still remember that the destroyed force was called: "Que Zong." "

Li Tianyu said again: "Only two people died, and my father was so angry. Li Changxiao killed five people in a row, plus a concubine Zhou. He is probably in danger. ”

A tavern in a remote town.

A guest came today.

He was wearing white clothes, with a long sword hanging from his right waist, two wine gourds hanging from his left waist, and a green bag.

He looked like a swordsman.

As soon as the guest entered the door, he looked around the tavern. It was quite quiet. The tavern was located in a remote area, and next door was a bamboo forest. The bamboo was thin and straight, as green as jade. It was obvious that it was not wild bamboo, but planted by humans.

People like to use bamboo to describe gentlemen, so Li Changxiao guessed that the owner of this tavern should be a very learned person.

Looking at the tavern environment again, compared with the bamboo forest, it can only be said to be average. It was made of logs. Although it can be seen that a lot of thought was spent on it at the beginning, as time passed, it was washed by rain, exposed to the sun, and bitten by insects. It has gradually become corrupt.

It is estimated that it will collapse in a few years.

Li Changxiao chose a seat near the window and sat down. Looking through the window, he could see the bamboo forest.

It was winter at this moment. Since this tavern did not block the cold, few people came. Otherwise, it would not be Li Changxiao's turn to enjoy the view.

The waiter brought the wine and Li Changxiao reminded him that the tavern was about to collapse. It would be best to repair it in the near future, or simply rebuild it. Don't wait until it really collapses, otherwise it will be bad if someone is hurt.

The waiter nodded repeatedly and told Li Changxiao that the shopkeeper had something to do and was not in the store today. He would talk to him when he came back. After the waiter left, Li Changxiao heated up the wine by himself.

In addition to the wine, this tavern also provides a small stove for placing charcoal, as well as some peanuts and oranges. , sweet candy... The price is not high, only half a tael of silver... Well, it is actually expensive, but Li Changxiao is a born money-spinner, and he spends money carelessly, which leads to the loss of money much faster than others.

Li Changxiao first lit the black charcoal, then put the pot of cold wine on the stove and slowly warmed it.

In this process, he also warmed his hands. He also put peanuts, oranges, and sweet candy on the stove to warm them.

At this time.

It snowed heavily.

The weather became a little colder.

The waiter came from the back room and saw that the weather was very cold. He asked Li Changxiao if he wanted to add more charcoal. Li Changxiao shook his head, thanked the waiter for his kindness, and sat quietly in the lobby alone, staring blankly at the sparks in the stove.

Soon.

The wine in the wine pot was a little hot, and he could already smell the aroma of wine faintly.

But it's not enough, it needs to be heated up a bit more.

Li Changxiao broke the peanuts and ate them while waiting. The peanuts in this tavern are not delicious. They are dry and small, and they are a bit "flexible" when chewed in the mouth. The taste is terrible.

The small handful of hot peanuts was quickly eaten up. Li Changxiao gently swept the remaining peanut shells into his hands and put them into the stove, which was considered to add a fire. There was a crackling sound in the stove, and the fire burned more vigorously. The wine was already hot enough, and the wine was rising and the aroma was overflowing.

Li Changxiao was a little looking forward to it. The wine smelled quite fragrant. But he didn't drink it, but broke the orange and put the hot orange into his mouth one by one.

He opened the oil paper wrapped with sweet candy. He had a sudden idea and wanted to throw it into the wine to cook together, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Today is not suitable.

Try to eat it this way another day.

He called out "Tiantang" and at that moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open by another person.

It was a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples.

He stood straight and looked noble. As soon as he entered the door, he looked around and then locked his eyes on Li Changxiao who was sitting by the window.

The waiter was surprised. It was rare for a guest to come on such a winter day. The waiter even thought that the guest was mentally ill, but why did another one come?

And this guest looked very serious!

The waiter did not dare to neglect him. He was about to go forward to entertain him, but he felt his legs weak unconsciously, and his heart was trembling. He trembled for a long time and did not say a word. The elegant middle-aged man did not even look at him and walked straight towards Li Changxiao.

Just when the waiter was at a loss, the swordsman in white sitting in the corner suddenly spoke up, and he shouted: "Waiter, help me go to the butcher shop on the west street and buy two taels of beef."

The second man in the shop was relieved. He didn't know why, but he breathed a sigh of relief. He took the bag of silver thrown by the swordsman, opened it and said: "Sir, this... silver is too much, right?"

"The extra money is all for the wine." Li Changxiao smiled freely.

The waiter didn't dare to ask more questions and left in a hurry. As soon as he left the tavern and closed the door, he immediately ran away, looking back from time to time. For some reason, he felt a sense of surviving a near-death experience.

And at this moment.

At the window seat.

Li Changxiao picked up the already heated turbid wine and poured it into two cups.

The middle-aged elegant man who walked towards him frowned and did not take a seat. "You knew I would come?"

"Of course." Li Changxiao took a sip of wine. "Your murderous intention gave me nightmares for several days."

Li Changxiao said to himself: "Actually."

"I was quite surprised. I didn't expect you to do it yourself. Well..."

Li Changxiao looked at the elegant man, pinched his chin, and said sincerely: "You are a good father."

The elegant middle-aged man was naturally the king of Lingtian Dynasty: Li Shanhe.

All under heaven belongs to the king.

Li Shanhe is the king of a country and a cultivator in the fusion stage at his peak. As long as he is willing and willing to pay a certain price, it is not difficult to find someone.

Li Shanhe had a blank expression on his face, and he could not see any joy or anger. Although Li Changxiao could feel that his biological father was extremely angry.

Li Shanhe said calmly: "You can kill yourself. After all, you have some blood in me. If I attack you, you will be miserable."

He was already suppressing his killing intent, and his pressure was like a mountain pressing on Li Changxiao.

That was the pressure that more than 400 princes and princesses of the Lingtian Dynasty feared like a tiger.

At this moment, Li Changxiao endured it alone, his face unchanged.

Not only that, there were a few traces of mockery in his eyes.

【Thanks to the master certification and health care (ღ♡‿♡ღ) sent by the monk, I am flattered. 】

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