Ten years in the cold window, only to find out that it is a martial arts

The popular translation is: if you are a mediocre, then it is enough to take care of yourself; if you are a mess, then he doesn't mind going to sit on the dragon chair.

Since getting in touch with martial arts, Li Xianyu's many thoughts have faded away, and she has devoted herself to martial arts.

When he came to Xixia, and came to the palace of Xixia, Li Xianyu's worldly ambition sprouted a bud.

Of course, he doesn't have to do it.

Li Xianyu's current state of mind is to do as he pleases.

Time passed.

"It's too boring to just sit, let's give him some more stimulation and end all of this as soon as possible."

Li Xianyu thought secretly, and suddenly spit blood on his face.

The whole complexion instantly became sluggish.

next moment.

Under Li Qinglu's worried eyes, Li Xianyu was on the verge of falling, and finally fell to the right.

"Menglang..."

Li Qinglu exclaimed, and out of desperation, she directly called out 'Meng Lang'.

"fainted?"

Li Liangzuo was shocked.

Li Qinglu supported Li Xianyu who was pretending to be dizzy, her face was full of worry.

"Menglang."

"Menglang."

"Meng Lang, wake up."

Li Qinglu kept calling, almost crying in a hurry.

"I'll take a look."

Li Liangzuo opened his mouth, walked slowly to Li Xianyu's side, squatted down, and directly grabbed Li Xianyu's wrist with his right hand.

"Father, you must save Menglang." Li Qinglu said tremblingly.

Li Liangzuo didn't speak, and quietly felt Li Xianyu's pulse.

Weak, powerless.

This is Li Liangzuo's only feeling.

"I really fainted."

Li Liangzuo secretly thought, recalling in his mind the scene where Li Xianyu suffered the palm of Tianshan Child Elder in order to save him, he was immediately relieved.

That woman's strength is as high as the sky, and one palm is enough to split mountains and rocks!

"If you survive a catastrophe, you must have a future blessing."

Li Liangzuo was very excited, he felt that this was an opportunity given to him by God.

"Father, how is Menglang's situation?" Li Qinglu looked at Li Liangzuo anxiously, with a worried and apprehensive expression.

Li Liangzuo ignored him, he caught a glimpse of the emerald green dagger protruding from Li Xianyu's arms from the corner of his eye, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the dagger, and with a warm hand, he knew it must be a treasure.

"Father, what happened to Meng Lang?" Li Qinglu asked again, seeing her father pick up the dagger in Meng Lang's arms, she felt a little uneasy for a while.

"Just now, you saved me, and I will avenge you in the future. I must get that woman, and torture her a thousand times over."

After Li Liangzuo said something silently in his heart, he shot decisively and fiercely, and the dagger in his hand pierced Li Xianyu's heart.

"do not want!"

Li Qinglu immediately let out an exclamation, and subconsciously pushed Li Liangzuo.

A smug look flashed across Li Liangzuo's face, and his movements were inevitably affected.

The dagger stabbed crookedly.

Moreover, it did not penetrate Li Xianyu's body.

Li Xianyu opened his eyes at the right time, and his eyes were indifferent.

...

Central Plains, Shaolin Temple.

Following the death of Xuan Jie, the head of the Discipline Academy, Shaolin Temple began to experience one after another homicides.

The victims are basically eminent monks of the Xuan family.

All of a sudden, the whole Shaolin was panicked.

Xuan Ci suffered even more, he knew very well that all these brothers and sisters died because of him.

He wanted to expose his crimes, but every time he thought about it, a fellow apprentice would be killed.

This almost drove Xuanci crazy.

"This person treats the old monk like this, there must be an even more terrifying conspiracy."

On this day, Xuanci sat cross-legged alone in the Daxiong Hall, silently repenting and thinking.

He thought of a solution to all problems.

Judgment here.

Xuanci clasped his palms together, wanting to dissipate all his kung fu.

abruptly.

A gentle wind rushed into the Daxiong Palace.

A Buddha statue in the front and center of the hall suddenly glowed with golden light.

"Amitabha."

A voice without any emotion sounded from the Buddha statue.

Xuanci's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his head, staring at the Buddha statue in disbelief.

"You have sinned deeply, and you deserve to die."

The Buddha statue seemed to come alive.

Xuanci's lips trembled slightly, he was so startled that he couldn't speak.

Although he is the abbot of Shaolin, he has always been uncertain about whether there is a Buddha in the world.

The current situation was beyond his expectation.

"Your skill is learned from Shaolin, so naturally it should be returned to Shaolin."

The voice of the Buddha statue reappeared.

Xuanci only felt that his internal power was gushing out uncontrollably, and his face couldn't help but change.

"Do not."

"You are definitely not a Buddha."

Xuan Ci really wanted to roar, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Amitabha."

"I'm really not a Buddha."

"but……"

"It is not the Buddha who taught you the skill, but Shaolin..."

Chapter 248 Seems... a bit too much

Xixia, the imperial capital.

The palace, the bottom floor of the ice cellar.

When Li Liangzuo saw Li Xianyu opened his eyes, his pupils shrank sharply, and then his eyes flashed fiercely. With a roar, he pushed forward vigorously with his right hand holding the dagger.

He wanted to directly stab Li Xianyu to death.

Li Xianyu's counterattack was simple: a palm.

With one palm, Li Liangzuo died...no surprises.

"Pfft~."

Li Xianyu spat out blood, and his expression became more and more depressed. After thinking about it, he directly fainted to the ground.

It's not that I want to test Li Qinglu, it's just that I don't want to face Li Qinglu at this moment.

After all, he just killed his own father and father.

Li Qinglu stared blankly at his father, Li Liangzuo, who suddenly became limp as mud, and Li Xianyu, who had fainted again, as if he had been frozen.

moment.

Li Qinglu covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes were full of horror.

She reacted.

His own father wanted to kill Meng Lang, but Meng Lang killed him instead.

"How could this be?"

Li Qinglu's face was full of panic, as if she didn't dare to accept all this.

"It seems... a bit too much."

Li Xianyu reflected secretly, feeling a little ashamed in his heart.

Of course, this shame was not aimed at Li Liangzuo, but Li Qinglu.

For killing Li Liangzuo, he really didn't have any psychological pressure at all... Even though Li Liangzuo was Wang Yuyan's real uncle.

But as a man, it seems too bad to make a fish who just entered the pond feel so sad.

"It's better to just let the old woman kill Li Liangzuo." Li Xianyu secretly thought.

The clock is ticking.

Li Xianyu clearly felt the change in Li Qinglu's expression, and roughly understood the girl's psychological changes, as well as Li Qinglu's choice.

Li Qinglu walked up to a huge block of ice, and dug out an ice coffin with her own skills and hands.

After that, he picked up Li Liangzuo's body and put it into the ice coffin.

After that, under the ice coffin, I kowtowed three times...

At the end.

Li Qinglu came to Li Xianyu's side, sat down directly, lifted Li Xianyu gently, and placed her on her lap.

The sad face is full of complex colors.

She already had a faint understanding of why her father had attacked this Meng Lang just now.

blood.

Meng Lang's blood had a miraculous effect, as if he healed his father's injury at once.

The royal father must have been motivated by greed.

"Why did things become like this?" Li Qinglu looked miserable.

Today is simply the end of her life.

After half a day.

Li Xianyu slowly opened his eyes.

"Qinglu."

Hearing Li Xianyu's voice, Li Qinglu was overjoyed at first, and then his face froze.