Li Yizhi was so frightened that he fell to his knees and cried loudly. Li Qianmo was stunned when he saw this, and his sword stopped in mid-air.
I saw Li Yizhi bursting into tears and yelling: "Why, why did God treat me like this and let my own son kill me? I know what I did is unacceptable, but I had no choice but to do it. The emperor himself said
I can't refuse the marriage offer, otherwise it will be a death penalty. After I became the consort, someone secretly discovered that I have a wife and wanted to impeach me. If they were discovered, they would implicate you in annihilating the nine clans. After weighing it,
I have no choice but to send people to take your lives. I was forced to do so, I was forced to..."
He cried with tears all over his face and was heartbroken. Seeing how miserable he was, Li Qianmo couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The scene of having fun at his father's knees as a child suddenly came to mind and was vivid in his mind. It was as clear as what happened yesterday. He even
I still remember that the first word I learned when I was four years old was taught by my father. At that time, Li Yizhi wrote the word "人" on the paper, and then said to him: "Xiao Qianmo, this word means "人", you must become an upright person.
Only a gentleman can be considered a human being, remember?”.
Li Qianmo stood there with his eyes straightened, and his heart was full of mixed emotions. The hatred was finally dissipated by the love between father and son.
"That's it, after all, it's a father-son battle." He sighed secretly in his heart, retracted the dragon's teeth and hid them in the sea of qi.
Li Yizhi was extremely surprised when he saw this, and shouted happily: "Qian Mo, dad knew you wouldn't be so cruel, dad knew..." He shouted happily, grabbed his arm and said excitedly: "Qian Mo, dad knew you were wrong.
, Daddy knows I'm sorry for you, thank you for letting Daddy go, Daddy will definitely repay you well."
Li Qianmo shook his head sadly, as if he was talking to Li Yizhi, or saying to himself: "The person you are most sorry for is your mother, not me."
He was hurting himself when he suddenly felt his wrists tighten, and the two major acupoints "Taiyuan" and "Liequ" were sealed. The true energy in his body suddenly stagnated and his whole body became weak.
Li Qianmo's heart was shocked. Before he could react, Li Yizhi stabbed his abdomen with a short sword. The sword was one foot long and went straight into the handle. Blood came out from his lower back and dyed his white clothes bright red.
Li Qianmo burst into shock and anger, shouted angrily, the sea of qi suddenly circulated, and a powerful force came out, shaking Li Yizhi three feet away.
After landing, Li Yizhi took a few steps back and stood four feet away, staring at Li Qianmo like a wolf with fierce eyes.
Li Qianmo endured the severe pain and tapped the acupuncture points on his abdomen, but blood still slowly flowed out. His clothes below the waist had already been dyed red. He stared at Li Yizhi with red eyes, as if he wanted to devour anyone, and his endless anger made him tremble all over.
Can't say a word.
Li Yizhi looked at Li Qianmo with a sinister look on his face and said: "My good boy, in my heart, you are a dead person and should not be alive in the world. If you were alive, it would be difficult for me to survive." He smiled bitterly twice, and then
He said, "You can go in peace. Dad promises you that he will burn a lot of paper money for you and your mother so that you can have enough food and clothing down there and no longer have to live a miserable life."
Li Qianmo gritted his teeth and his eyes almost burst out with fire. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You deserve to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly squeezed the magic formula with his hand, and the true energy flowed throughout his body, and the flying sword flew out suddenly, and hit Li Yizhi like a bolt of lightning.
When Li Yizhi saw the flying sword approaching, he didn't dare to be lazy. He moved his feet quickly and turned his body to the side, barely avoiding the sharp sword.
Li Qianmo missed a hit with his sword, and immediately used his hand gestures, the flying sword flew back with a roar, and came towards Li Yizhi again. In a hurry, Li Yizhi could no longer hide, his breath penetrated his arm, and he swung out the dagger, with a "ding" sound, and the flying sword
Knocked out by Li Yizhi.
When Li Qianmo saw this, he secretly cried out: "These two swords used all my strength, but they couldn't hurt him. It seems that my injuries are too serious. If this continues, I will definitely die. I must escape quickly and find him again later."
Opportunity for revenge.”
As soon as he thought this, he immediately controlled the flying sword to fly towards his feet, trying to escape with the sword. Li Yizhi saw this and the dagger flew out from his hand. With a crisp "ding" sound, Li Qianmo's flying sword was knocked away, and the escape plan failed.
Li Yizhi seized the opportunity to turn from defense to attack, making hand gestures and flying swords to attack Li Qianmo one after another. Li Qianmo lost too much blood and gradually felt weak all over. It was difficult to mobilize his true energy, and he could not even display his cultivation to the fullest extent.
, can't escape, can't win, can only try to parry.
He forced his energy to flow, and the wound in his abdomen began to bleed faster. He fell to the ground in a moment, his face turned pale, and he no longer had the strength to control the flying sword.
When Li Yizhi saw that he was losing ground, he immediately became excited and his flying sword attack became more and more fierce.
Li Qianmo had no choice but to fight hard with a long sword in his hand. Seven or eight of his body's strength was gone. In just a moment, he was stabbed several times with swords. Each scar penetrated several inches into his body. Fortunately, he tried his best to protect his vitals, otherwise
His head had been cut off with a sword, and he died on the spot.
His consciousness gradually blurred, his true energy dissipated, and after another dozen moves, he suddenly heard a whistling sound coming from the distance: "Consort Li, we are here to help you!"
Li Qianmo turned around and saw three monks flying in the northern sky with their feet on magic weapons. They were all monks in the early stage of Qi Acupoint. Seeing such a scene, his heart suddenly became cold and he said in despair: "That's it, I died after my biological father."
It's not a loss in my hand, it's just a pain for my mother." Thinking of this, he lost the will to live, lowered the sword in his hand, closed his eyes and waited for death.
Seeing that he was waiting for death, Li Yizhi would not miss such a great opportunity. With a squeeze of his sword, the flying sword stabbed straight into his chest, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
On the way to the sword, a strong wind suddenly rose, causing Li Yizhi to fall to the ground and roll around, unable to open his eyes. When the strong wind passed and he opened his eyes to look again, he saw that the top of the mountain was empty, with only a few spots of blood.
There are no traces of Li Qianmo anywhere.
At this time, the three monks had already landed next to Li Yizhi. Li Yizhi asked urgently: "What happened just now? You should have seen it clearly in heaven."
The three casual cultivators all shook their heads, and one of them said: "Just now, there was a blanket of fog below. It seemed to be a very clever way of blinding our eyes. We couldn't see clearly. It seems that there are experts here to rescue that person."
Li Yizhi looked at the place where Li Qianmo stayed before, and there were still several pools of blood. He really didn't expect that he would fall short at the last moment, and he would have trouble sleeping and eating in the future. When he thought of this, he couldn't suppress his anger, and he shouted "Cang Cang".
Throwing the magic sword to the ground, he yelled frantically: "Why!"
Naturally no one responded to these words, only the valley echoed: "Why, why..."
Above Huashan Mountain, clouds and mist are lingering, and the peaks pierce the clouds and reach into the sky. The mountains are extremely majestic.
"Buzz...buzz..."
It was around nine o'clock in the morning, and the loud bells of Chunyang Palace shook the valley and echoed in the mountains. After hearing the bells, many new disciples got up and dressed one after another, and hurried to Tai Chi Square to gather and stand in order.
, sword dance morning practice.
In a Taoist room at Chaoyang Peak in Chunyang Palace, the furnishings are very simple. There is a plaque hanging on the wall of the room, with the word "Tao" written in big black and white on it.
There is an old bed under the plaque. Lying on the bed is a young man who looks to be ten years old. He has handsome features and sharp edges. He is Li Qianmo.
His eyes were tightly closed at this time, his breathing was even, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep. He was probably disturbed by the sound of the bell. His eyelids trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.
He rolled his eyes, sat up slowly, looked around, and saw a simple room with a Taoist style. He couldn't help but murmured: "What happened? Where is this...why is it so familiar?"