Global Weird: I can simulate in advance

The dogs around Xuan Hao looked at each other, and there was a flash of splendor in their eyes.

Sometimes, when a person's status is high, he can't talk nonsense.

You casually said that the threshold is a bit high, and you didn't care much about it at first, but the people around you who want to curry favor with you will cut the threshold that night.

For example, now.

Xuan Hao said something casually.

Tonight, I don't know which woman from a good family will suffer... There are some things that he can't do, and someone will naturally help him.

"It's fucking disgusting."

In the alley, Li Guanqi had no expression on his face, and stepped out of the darkness, walked through the crowded night market, and walked towards Xuanhao's group.

soon.

He brushed past Xuanhao.

"Pfft!"

Blood shot!

Li Guanqi's five fingers were like hooks, and while cutting Xuanhao's arm, he also put the drop of "Xueyin" hidden between his nails into Xuanhao's blood—the plan was completed.

but!

At the same time, the guard behind Xuan Hao arrived in no time, and the moment Li Guanqi made a move, the fist of this three-talented martial artist also slammed into his abdomen.

"boom!"

Li Guanqi took advantage of the momentum and flew backwards, crashing into a piece of shops along the street one after another, causing wooden boards to fly and smoke and dust to fill the sky.

But soon he shot out from the smoke, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

"what!"

At this time Xuan Hao was clutching his bleeding right arm, although the wound was healing rapidly, but Young Master Hao, who had been pampered since he was a child and had never experienced much pain, couldn't help but howl.

"Kill him! Quick! Kill him quickly!!!"

"...No, master."

The big man next to Xuanhao, the three-talented guard, is not a member of the Xuanwu family, but a warrior with a foreign surname. He joined the Xuanwu family in order to seek higher martial arts.

At this moment, he looked at Li Guanqi's leaving back in the distance, and frowned, "This subordinate is worried that this is a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, so it's better to stay by your side."

……

……

"It's over."

Leicheng, the inner city, near the residence of the White Tiger family.

In the darkness, a figure moved from far to near.

Li Guanqi, who had removed the "transformation" technique and returned to his original appearance, walked slowly from the night and headed for the Baihu family's house.

The fresh blood blessed with the "Xueyin" ability has already entered Xuanhao's body at this moment. When he enters the Four Elephant Secret Realm, he will be able to follow the induction of Xueyin to find Xuanhao and kill him. After all, the family elder is Will not follow into the secret realm.

This method is a supernatural power. Using the supernatural power of mental power will not cause fluctuations in spiritual power at all.

But Qin Lubai just didn't believe it.

Otherwise, there is no need to engage in such a "that" method.

"Mr. Qi?"

Li Guanqi walked to the gate of the Baihu family's house, but was stopped by the housekeeper.

"Ribo, what's the matter?"

Li Guanqi looked at the old man in front of him curiously.

"The master ordered it."

The old man who has stayed in the Bai family for most of his life smiled kindly and kindly: "He said, let you come back at night, first go to the maple forest outside the city, there is only a maple forest outside the city, and now the maple leaves are red too Mr. Qi, you can see it when you leave the city."

Li Guanqi was taken aback.

The maple forest outside the city?

……

……

into the night.

In late autumn, the sky is already cool, and the leaves of maple trees are gradually turning red.

The maple leaves are flying all over the sky, and when the evening wind blows, there are rustling sounds one after another.

Late night, bright moon, maple leaves.

Really complied with the phrase "the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves".

Li Guanqi walked here slowly against the night, looking at this scene, the feeling of loneliness in late autumn suddenly hit his face.

Deep in the maple forest.

A tall, white-haired old man sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in his hand, his back was lonely.

His back was facing Li Guanqi, but he was facing a tombstone.

"Tomb of Beloved Wife Liu Yuhua"

That was the tomb of Bai Yang's wife.

Forty years ago, Bai Yang mistakenly killed the head of the Qinglong family, causing the adoptive son of the Qinglong family to kill his family of five to take revenge...Since then, Bai Yang has lost all his family members.

The Baihu family is very large and there are many people.

But those are all clansmen.

Wife, children, old parents.

For Bai Yang, these five people are his real family.

"Senior White."

Li Guanqi walked behind Bai Yang, first bowed to the tombstone and bowed, and then bowed to Bai Yang.

"She likes Maple Leaf very much."

Bai Yang put down the jug, raised his hand to touch the tombstone of his wife in front of him, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "So I buried her here, every late autumn, she can see a lot of red maple leaves. I should like it, and I don’t know if I can calm her down by doing this..."

"Do you hate him?"

Li Guanqi looked at Bai Yang, and asked softly: "The son of the Qinglong family who harmed your family?"

Li Guanqi wanted to know the answer to this question.

Because the words "practicing martial arts is not for killing" seem to be particularly... clear on Bai Yang's body.

Chapter 242

"Hate him?"

Looking at the tombstone of his beloved wife in front of him, Bai Yang shook his head slightly, "I only hate myself."

"..."

Li Guanqi was silent.

After a long while, he looked at the old man and comforted him softly: "Senior Bai, you should have let go of it long ago, when you mistakenly killed Patriarch Qinglong.

But later, you desperately killed the five-element-level demon species that ran out of the secret realm, and you saved a total of 30 Leicheng people!

One life, you spent 30 lives to pay it back, it’s already enough, isn’t it? "

"Can human life be measured by numbers?"

Bai Yang turned his head, smiled bitterly, and looked at Li Guanqi, "If your parents were killed, but the murderer saved 200 million, 2000 million, or even [-] million people, do you think it's enough to pay back [-] million lives? No Pursue it again?"

"I……"

Li Guanqi was taken aback.

Yes.

This account cannot be calculated like this at all.

Human life should not be a cold number.

"Not yet."

Bai Yang shook his head lightly.

"This old man killed Patriarch Qinglong, wrong is wrong, I committed this wrong thing, no matter how many people I saved, I can't pay it back, for Patriarch Qinglong's wife and children, even if I saved many people, so what?

Some people in the city call me Daxia.

How can I match Bai Yang?

Where can I match it?

I am not a hero.

If I am really a hero, I should pay with blood, life for life, and renounce myself as atonement.

But I didn't do that, because I, Bai Yang, am a villain who loves life and fears death.

Why is a villain called a hero?Not worthy, not worthy at all. "

Speaking of this, Bai Yang looked up at the sky full of stars, his eyes wandering.

"..."

Li Guanqi was just silent.

Bai Yang is still alive, and he has actually done more good things. Apart from killing demons and saving 30 people, he also transferred Lei Cheng's face-to-face life and death competition to the underground faceless area.

Although he failed to eradicate it completely, the death toll has been reduced several times by his actions.

This is a great thing that benefits the present and contributes to future generations.

But as the old man himself said.

Human life cannot be measured by numbers.

No matter how many people he saved, it would not pay back the one he killed.

Looking at the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in front of him, Li Guanqi suddenly remembered what the old lunatic said to him last night.

"Bai Yang is not the number one in Leicheng, he's just a fool who has been on the edge for decades."

"By the way, what did you rely on to steal the teacher?"

Suddenly, Bai Yang asked such a question.

what? !

Li Guanqi was stunned.

"Don't think that others can't find out."

Bai Yang stood up, patted the dust on the hem of his white clothes, turned his head to look at Li Guanqi, and said calmly: "Your initial martial arts have too many shortcomings in legwork, so you are stealing from "Flying Wind Legs" "Afterwards, although you didn't copy the kicking moves as they were...but it's still the same sentence.

God.

Sincerely.

You have learned the true meaning of "Flying Wind Kicks", which is no longer similar in shape, but similar in spirit.

So you no longer stick to every move of martial arts.

But because of this, even if you don't use the moves of "Flying Kicks", you will still unconsciously carry the true meaning of "Flying Kicks" between kicks.

Others may not be able to see it, in fact, the old man did not see it at all.

But the master of "Flying Wind Kicks", the old head of Feifengmen, he has practiced "Flying Wind Kicks" all his life, so he can see it naturally.

After you finished the martial arts competition today, the old master Feifeng came to me and wanted to investigate the matter of you stealing the teacher... But don't worry, the old man will help you settle it. If you are in the place where the old master Feifeng is present, please pay more attention Just stick to it.