Chapter 1821 Losing Is Equal to Losing Everything

Jun Changxiao led the crowd back to the Heavenly Realm and waited quietly for the finals of the Cosmic Holy War in a few years.

The news that the disciples of the Eternal Ancient Sect had occupied twenty places also swept through the major galaxies like a strong wind, becoming the focus of discussion in the world.

In previous competitions, there have been many promotions from the same door, but it is unprecedented for so many people to enter the finals together!

"This sect needs attention!"

"Don't take it lightly!"

"If you meet in the finals, you must take it seriously!"

The factions of the various factions successively obtained the status of the main competition in the Cangyun Department, and immediately became highly vigilant to the Wangu Sect.

It's not just that there are too many promoted disciples, but the bigger reason is that the righteous son of the Heavenly Demon Emperor also participated in the main competition of the Cangyun Department.

Winning and losing is normal.

But it's not normal for the emperor to lose.

According to everyone's information, the more than 80 adopted sons of the Demon Emperor were all assigned to participate in the battle, and without exception they all won the championship.

Being able to stand out from the main competition of the galaxy, no one thinks that it is due to luck, and stepping on the righteous son of the emperor of the devil under his feet is enough to show that the disciples of the ancient sect have strength!

This sect is dangerous.

It must be taken seriously, and it must be done with all one's strength.

In the past, Jun Changxiao would be ridiculed and ridiculed when he brought his disciples to participate in any competition, but now it is better, before the finals have begun, it has become the most feared existence by everyone.

certainly.

The martial artists of all disciplines also believed that the future of the Eternal Ancient Sect would not be easy. After all, there were so many righteous sons of the Demon Emperor, and they would definitely be targeted for participating in the finals.

...

"boom"

In the grand hall, Ling Li directly hit the wall and lay down like mud.

"You, have a face back?" Leng Sen's voice sounded.

"Yi...Yifu..." Ling Li raised his head with difficulty,

His face paled to the extreme: "Please...give me another chance..."

"If you can come out of Moyuan Valley alive, as a father, I will give you another chance." A cold voice came.

Hearing the three words 'Moyuan Valley', his sharp eyes flashed with a hint of panic, but he quickly said firmly: "Many...Thanks to my foster father..."

"Go down."

Ling Li worked hard to get up and walked out of the hall with difficulty.

"Isn't this the righteous son that the righteous father valued most? How can he be so embarrassed?" A young man leaning in front of the pillar sneered with his arms crossed just after he came out.

"..."

Strictly silent, staggering forward.

Now he has long lost the arrogance he had when he participated in the main race.

To be exact, after being ravaged twice by Lu Qianqian, he was instantly killed by He Wudi, which completely destroyed his dignity, like a sick wolf licking his wounds under the sunset.

"I said it long ago."

Another young man came over and sneered: "This guy can't be a great guy, but the foster father trusts him the most."

"It turns out that any one of us is better than him," said the warrior sitting on the fence.

There is no doubt that they are the righteous sons of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and they appeared outside the hall, apparently to watch the sharp joke on purpose.

no way.

They all survived the harsh environment.

Why are they treated differently, and why can't they get father's love?

In the face of the cynicism of the righteous brother, Ling Li did not speak, dragging his broken body and gradually disappeared from sight.

He was the adopted son whom the Emperor of Heaven valued the most. He used to have great fame, but after his failure, everything disappeared completely.

...

Bamboo Forest Courtyard.

A beautiful woman is sorting medicinal materials.

"Crench."

At this time, he pushed the door sharply and entered, unable to hold it any longer and collapsed on the ground.

He was brutally abused by Lu Qianqian twice and slapped by his adoptive father again. His injuries were very serious, and it was not easy to walk from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard.

"Sharp!"

The beautiful woman put down the basket and walked over in a panic, "What's wrong with you!"

"No...it's okay..."

The corners of Ling Li's mouth squeezed out a smile, and then passed out.

...

"No one is allowed to steal my food!"

In the damp and dark environment, a child was holding a wooden stick to protect a few pieces of moldy food behind him, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Outside the cave, there were more than a dozen children who were also disheveled and covered in dirt.

"superior!"

One person shouted.

Everyone rushed over.

These children, who originally had happy childhoods, now have to fight to survive.

"tread!"

"tread!"

After half an hour, the child with the wooden stick came out.

Although he was covered with bruises and wounds, he still held the food in his arms tightly with both hands.

"good."

At this time, a large black figure appeared in front of him and said with relief: "You are qualified to be my adopted son."

"Jin'er."

"Take him to heal."

"Yes, Master."

A girl about thirteen or fourteen picked up the child and took it to the Zhulin Small Hospital for treatment.

"My name is Mu Jin, how about you?"

"Oh, by the way, the master hasn't given you a name yet."

"..."

During the healing period, the child remained silent, even though Mu Jin repeatedly took the initiative to chat with him.

"Congratulations, the righteous father has given the name."

"From today onwards, your name is Lingli, the powerful Li."

"..."

Ling Li remained silent. After the injury, he left the small bamboo forest and began to accept the strictest martial arts training. Later, he was wounded again and again and sent over again and again.

"Why did you suffer again?"

"Yeah, the injury is more serious this time, and it needs to be recuperated for a few months."

"Hey, the injury isn't healed yet, how can you get out of bed!"

The memory of the past kept shaking in front of his eyes, until there was a tingling sensation in his body, so that Ling Li returned to reality and looked at the woman who was dressing her wound.

"I heard from others."

While applying medicine for him, Mu Jin said softly: "You went to participate in the Cangyun main competition and did not win the championship."

"Um."

said sharply.

"If you lose this time, you will win back next time." Mu Jin smiled and comforted: "You don't need to care so much."

"In the eyes of my foster father, I can only win and not lose." Ling Li said, "In the eyes of those people, losing is a shame."

"Who made you the adopted son that the master values ​​most, they are all looking forward to your accident."

After applying the medicine, Mu Jin sorted out the medical tools and said with a smile, "Your body is strong and healthy, and you can recover after a period of training."

"how long?"

"Half a month."

"There's still time to go to Moyuan Valley."

The hand fiddling with the medicine bottle suddenly solidified, Mu Jin looked up at him, and said in surprise, "Are you going to Moyuan Valley?"

"Um."

Nodding sharply.

"Are you crazy!" Mu Jin scolded.

"This is the order of the foster father."

Ling Li said: "I failed to win the championship. Only by surviving in Moyuan Valley can I get the chance of redemption."

"no!"

Mu Jin stood up and said, "I'm going to ask the master!"

Ling Li grabbed her hand and said, "You don't understand the temper of the foster father?"

"..."

Mu Jin stood on the spot and said with tears like rain: "You will die if you go in."

Hearing her cry, Ling Li's heart ached.

"Believe me."

"It will definitely come back alive."

...

That night, Ling Li silently left the Bamboo Forest Courtyard.

After receiving simple treatment, the injury has improved. He must go to Moyuan Valley as soon as possible to obtain forgiveness from his adoptive father as soon as possible.

Mu Jin didn't stop her, because she was not in the Zhulin courtyard, but knelt outside the master's study, begging not to let Lingli go to Moyuan Valley.

"Jin'er."

"You're in love with Ling Li."

"Master I..."

"If he can come back from Moyuan Valley alive, the emperor will personally hold the wedding for the two of you."

Mu Jin was stunned.

However, he hurriedly said: "I don't have the luxury of marrying Lingli, I just hope that the master will take his life back and not let him go to Moyuan Valley, even if... I use my life to exchange him for a chance of redemption."

"Are you willing to die for him?"

"willing!"