Yuchang Pavilion, Fang Wanping's room.
Li Maoshan knelt at the door and shouted loudly: "Unfilial disciple Li Maoshan, please pay homage to Master."
Fang Wanping already knew what Wang Taijing meant and what the purpose of Li Maoshan's visit was. Fortunately, he still doesn't know who carried out the sneak attack. If he knew that the person who carried out the sneak attack was his beloved senior sister, how sad it would be.
But for Lin Donglu and Han Yunzhao, these two people have already entered Li Maoshan's must-kill list. No matter how high Lin Donglu’s martial arts skills are, or how powerful Han Yunzhao’s background is, he must die.
Fang Wanping sat in the room and said, "Come in."
Li Maoshan stood up and pushed the door open. Seeing his master sitting upright with a face full of vicissitudes of life, Li Maoshan felt a little unbearable.
After a moment, Li Maoshan raised his head and met Fang Wanping's eyes. At this time, Li Maoshan actually felt a little ashamed. For some unknown reason, Li Maoshan suddenly felt very sorry for his master.
"Shan'er, what's the matter?" Fang Wanping spoke first.
Li Maoshan grunted twice before continuing: "My father has been in trouble, and my disciple has bid farewell to the Pavilion Master today. From now on, I will no longer be a disciple of Yuchang Pavilion, nor a disciple of Master."
Li Maoshan said while crying.
Fang Wanping was in a very complicated mood at the moment. He didn't know whether he should tell Li Maoshan the truth. But he was also worried about fratricide.
A line of clear tears flowed down from the old face, just in the eyes of the beloved disciple in front of him.
Li Maoshan knelt on the ground, kowtowed deeply three times, got up and left without any regrets, leaving only the sound of the door closing and Fang Wanping's long sigh.
After Li Maoshan walked away and left Yuchang Pavilion, Wang Taijing's figure appeared in Fang Wanping's room.
"He left?" Wang Taijing asked.
Fang Wanping sighed and replied: "Let's go."
After saying that, Fang Wanping stood up, sat down again and sighed and said: "It's just that after leaving, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other in this life. Maybe, the next time our master and disciple meet, we will already be separated by yin and yang."
"Are you soft-hearted?" Wang Taijing looked at Li Maoshan and asked.
Fang Wanping raised his head and looked into Wang Taijing's eyes and said, "Yes, I feel soft."
Wang Taijing snorted and suddenly raised his voice and said loudly: "Don't forget what our goal is?"
Fang Wanping stood up suddenly, stared at Wang Taijing's face and said tit for tat: "I have not forgotten, and I will not forget."
Suddenly, Fang Wanping slumped down on the chair like a deflated balloon and said quietly: "That is the disciple I raised since childhood, like my son, but now we are going to fight with each other."
"If he really regards you as his father, why would he leave today without looking back? If he is really your son, why would there be flaming hatred in his eyes? Fang Wanping, wake up. , he is just a white-eyed wolf, a wolf cub who is not well-raised." Wang Taijing stepped forward, grabbed Fang Wanping's collar and said loudly, spitting stars all over Fang Wanping's face.
Fang Wanping looked a little decadent. He sighed and said, "Pavilion Master, please help yourself. Fang needs to rest."
Wang Taijing looked at the sunny sky outside the window and murmured to himself: "You should have a rest, you'd better sleep to death, you coward."
Li Maoshan's smooth exit from Yuchang Pavilion caused a great uproar in Yuchang Pavilion. Later, when he heard about the Xuzhou Sword Building Hall and knew that it was specially allowed by the master of the pavilion, no one discussed it privately.
One person, one horse, one sword and one hat.
Li Maoshan was running fast on the official road and his heart was on fire. He got the latest news that his father Li Qingyang was seriously injured and feared that he would not be able to survive. He hoped that the young master would return to Xuzhou as soon as possible and see the chief helmsman for the last time.
The young man on the horse looked sad, and tears shed from time to time, which were blown in the air by the strong wind and fell to the ground.
The smoke and dust are all the way, the wind is all the way, and the storm is with me. The horse gallops along the rivers and lakes, eliminating all injustices in the world. Can all the injustice in this world really be eradicated?
Qiao Huaigui and Mei Huayin went together to Chonghuaji. Han Yunzhao followed Lindong Road to Chonghuaji. Li Maoshan was still on his way back to Xuzhou Zhujian Hall. Li Maoxue's body had been parked in the ancestral hall for several days.
The trend of the world seems to have changed again. A new group of people from the world have gathered in the wine shop outside Chonghuaji. They are also here to explore the secrets of Chonghuaji. This time, can they all escape unscathed?
Everything is unknown.
The spring breeze blows, the earth is green, bees are busy collecting nectar, butterflies are busy chasing the fragrance of flowers, and farmers are busy with spring plowing.
Jianghu people are busy chasing fame and fortune.
The whole world is full of vitality, with laughter, sadness and crying, laughter and curses, and nonsense. It seems that everyone and all places have changed from the past.
"Dad, I'm back."
At the door of the sword-making hall, a cry broke the tranquility of the sword-making hall in Xuzhou. After many days of travel, Li Maoshan finally returned to Xuzhou Sword Making Hall.
"Young Master, you are finally back. Take a quick look at the helmsman." Butler Li Fu said when he saw Li Maoshan crying.
In Li Qingyang's room, Mrs. Li and a group of female relatives gathered around, sobbing softly. When Mrs. Li saw her son coming, she stepped forward and held his hand, crying and said: "Shan'er, you want to give your father and you Brother, take revenge!"
Li Maoshan looked sad, gently stroked the back of his mother's hand and said, "Don't worry, mother, I will make them pay with blood."
Beside the bed, Luo Wuwei, a famous doctor in the world, was administering acupuncture to Li Qingyang. Li Qingyang was able to persist until now only because Luo Wuwei's nine-turn soul-returning needle was holding him in one breath.
Li Maoshan stepped forward and knelt in front of Li Qingyang, crying: "Dad, my unfilial son is back."
Li Qingyang heard his son's voice, moved his fingers slightly, and woke up not long after. He saw his son's face full of tears, raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with difficulty: "Son, the time has come to be a father. , this is the fate of my father. These days, my father has been wandering in the gate of hell for a long time, and I have thought for a long time. Maybe it was because my father committed too many crimes when he was young that he ended up like this. It's just a pity for you. Brother, he is still so young, cough cough cough......"
Li Qingyang said so many words in one breath, and seemed to be a little weak. A violent cough made his face turn red, and there were faint signs of returning to his former glory.
Luo Wuwei, who was standing on the side, saw this and knew that Li Qingyang was helpless. He stepped forward and looked at Li Maoshan and said: "Master, if you have anything to say, please tell me as soon as possible."
At this time, Li Qingyang seemed to have strength. He looked at Li Maoshan and said, "Child, help me up."
Li Maoshan stood up, helped his father up, and took a pillow to cushion his back. Li Qingyang found a comfortable position and leaned in and said: "This time, there are four people attacking his father, Lin Donglu, Qiao Huaigui, Han Yunzhao, and Mei Huayin."
"The four of them are all top-notch masters, especially Lin Donglu, who is an existence that even my father can only compare to. After my death, you need to run the Sword Making Hall well and don't let the Sword Making Hall become lonely."
"The reason why Xueer ended up where she is today is entirely because her father was too doting. I hope you can learn from it, gain wisdom, and live a good life."
"Also, also, you must be careful, careful, careful..."
"Be careful...Duan...Qing...zhi..., he...will...be...be...a...uh..."
