C6

Just as he was about to collapse, his master came. "Zhongli?" Suddenly, as if he had gone mad, he broke free of the shackles binding him and smashed apart everything in his way. Table, chair, wall, he yelled, "Stop talking to me about Zhong Li!" "Very good!" The master said in satisfaction.

Once again, he was reborn. He didn't know whether to rejoice or to do something else, but he sighed in his heart, "Perhaps, this time, they should be relieved!"

No one understood why he was so stubborn. None of them knew why he was so adamant that he not only had Zhong Li's martial prowess, but also Nangong's intellect.

"It seems that after the last incident, everyone was much more assured of him. Even that useless follower of Qin Feng had failed to frame him." Maybe, he thought, I can use this opportunity to check on Zhong Li.

In March, he and Bianfeng were invited by the Worryfree School Head to spar at the Worryfree School. The three of them chatted merrily and the leader of the Worryfree School admired him a lot. "Back then, Zhong Li was only so-so when he was at his peak." "Sovereign is too kind!" He replied expressionlessly. On the other hand, Bianfeng's expression changed drastically. He urged the Worryfree Sect Leader to drink again and again, changing the topic.

When he and Qin Feng returned, the master called them over." "The Baring warriors intend to dominate the Central Plains, and those so-called Central Plains chivalrous warriors are vulnerable. You guys can take care of it. You must maintain the balance between the two sides and weaken the Baring warriors." "Yes!" "They should have arrived at the same time." Feng'er, go out! "Wu Dai, stay!" "Father!" "Bianfeng Road." "Get out!" Fringe had no choice.

"He seems to be very protective of you." "He was silent." "You will stay here tonight!" "Yes." He retreated to the door.

Zhong Li was a hero of his generation. He believed that he had to eliminate all evil. He also felt that he should give the others a chance to turn the tables on him. He said that the world was either black or white. And his mission was to get rid of the darkness. I, Zhong Li, Nangong, am a very good brother. We'll take the world together. He was too persistent and offended many allies. I told him that the world was not only black and white, but also gray. He didn't believe me.

You know there was a killer named Werewolf back then, bloodthirsty. We have to get rid of evil, but he is on his deathbed. Unfortunately, he had too many grudges and grudges, and many people wanted him dead. Zhong Li, on the other hand, believed that there was no limit to the human race and protected him with all his might. As a result, he became Wu Lin's public enemy. It was a great battle that shook the world. Zhong Li's heart was too soft, so he finally felt hatred for Jiuquan.

"Who?" he asked.

"It's me!" I am the leader of Martial Union, I must do this. Your mother is Wu Lin's number one beauty. She, who was naturally talented, did not lose to Zhong Li. but he left because of Zhong Li. "

"Where?" he asked.

"No one knows where she is."

He was silent as he charged towards the so called master. Every move he made to take his life, he only had Zhong Li's martial arts, but not his benevolence. He had transformed into the Shura, but for everything, he only wanted revenge.

He was tired, he did not defend, he only attacked. His body was full of wounds, but he did not care at all. But he was still too young to win. When the last palm strike landed, he smiled.

He didn't expect that he was still alive. He saw the mountain and thought about it, but found he couldn't move. He felt a bit helpless, as if he had been so unlucky for the rest of his life.

When Bianfeng left, his enemy came. He sneered.

"You'd better think about Nangong before you do anything." He let him go.

He left, leaving behind only one sentence, "No offense, master redemption!"

He kept drinking, and at that moment he understood that it was more worrisome to drink than to worry about anything else. He could not let go of too much, so he could only be a sinner, a sinner of the Zhongli family.

"I want to return to Jinling." he said to him.

"How dare you be so rude!" Qin Feng said.

His face was expressionless as he turned around and left.

He walked day and night, and every time someone would change his horse. He didn't ask, nor did he want to know, so he just kept walking. He had only gone one month on the three-month journey.

Finally, he reached the seaside. He did not wait for the boat and directly used the rock to propel himself forward. After an unknown period of time, he was finally unable to hold on and was about to fall into the sea. A fisherman saved him. Half a month later, he woke up. He cupped his fist and said, "This great favor cannot be thanked for itself. I will definitely repay you in the future." He said to him, "Doing this would hurt your cultivation. Even Zhongli at his peak wouldn't dare to do that." He silently turned around and left.

A month later, he returned to Jinling. He returned to the underground palace in silence. At night, however, he returned to the back garden and thought of a conversation many years ago. "Even if I can't get out, it would be good to be able to see the scenery outside." he whispered.

"What are you saying? Could it be that someone has wronged you?" Father said, "It's cold outside. Go back!" He spoke with concern, but with a commanding tone.

"Yes, you should not ruin Father's mood if you don't know your wrongs." "No," he said.

"Maybe it would be better if we didn't go out and avoid it?" He thought to himself, "Or, I can..."

"Yes, I can!" He seemed to be making up his mind.