Chapter Nine: Inherent Love

"Everyone grows old."

Lao Ding stepped forward, holding the black scholar's festering shoulder armor, blood continued to flow down his palm, looking at the painful and pale face of the black scholar, Lao Ding burst into tears, and sighed to the sky: "Once upon a time Young and frivolous, what will it be like to look back after experiencing the world? I will feel nostalgic, ridiculous, and even a little ashamed to face it. Scholar, scholar, you are a dream of my youth, but I can’t stay here forever. In the dream, as a human being, there are too many things to bear, how can you really be frivolous all your life?"

"Ahem..."

The scholar kept coughing up blood, with tears in his eyes: "Is there any more?"

Lao Ding wiped away his tears: "Also, the online game Across the World is one of my peaks, but can a person really rely on a book to go on in this life? I can't, I want to climb to a higher peak, so I I can't keep looking back, I can only keep going forward, my cowardice tells me that my favorite protagonist must not be you scholar, if so, I will never be able to write a book that surpasses the world in my life, scholar, I'm not prejudiced against you, but I've been competing with myself all my life, and I've been at odds with myself, do you understand this pain?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Hei Scholar coughed violently again, and raised his palm, wanting to touch his father's shoulder, but it slowly turned into wisps of data brilliance from his fingertips. The corners of his mouth slightly lifted, showing a smile, with nostalgia in his eyes: "Father , I now...don't blame you, hahaha... I, a frivolous scholar, have a father who competes with me like this, what regrets do you have? You must... keep going, father, you don't have to look back, the scholar will live in this life Standing on the top of this mountain, I will watch you go further...further..."

While speaking, his body shattered inch by inch, turning into data brilliance and dissipating in the wind.

As a father, as an original creator, Lao Ding finally didn't even grasp a leaf of the scholar, knelt on the ground and cried loudly, saying that the original creators are the most tenacious and strongest group of people in the world, and they write the world with their pens , use a pen to relieve the ambition in the chest, is this really the case? Facing the deepest knot in my heart that I am ashamed to face?

...

"Father……"

On the side, He Yi supported Lao Ding's arm, and said: "Okay... the scholar walked freely, really, there is no need to feel sorry for him anymore, he has no regrets anymore."

Lu Li lifted the Flowing Fire Sword back to its sheath, stepped forward and said solemnly, "Father, I can't come down often, otherwise, another me will definitely rule the entire sky, and by then...every move of ours will be seen in every way." Clearly, so I must go."

"Lu Li..."

Lao Ding turned around and looked at the young and handsome sword fairy, and said: "I'm sorry, the book "Zhan Yue"... is actually a thankless book. As a bond in itself, I want to maintain all relationship, but maybe I didn't do it well, maybe the readers couldn't accept it, so...you, the strongest protagonist, can only be the strongest protagonist, but you can't be the protagonist that everyone likes..."

Lu Li couldn't help laughing, raised his sword eyebrows, his short hair fluttered in the breeze, and said with a smile, "Is this a big deal? Someone has to do hard and dirty work. Since my father chose me to be the strongest, I will definitely not let him down. As for what other people think of me, whether they like me or not, it is not something I need to care about."

"Lin Xi, she..."

Lao Ding looked back at the leak on the roof.

"Lin Xi has already left."

Lu Li's expression suddenly became sad: "However... it's just going, as long as father can untie all the shackles and defeat any one of us, all our protagonists will return, so father doesn't have to worry about Lin Xi's life and death, just go according to his own will." Just go down, the road ahead is long, right and wrong are fair, and some people will say that we can't control so much."

"Um."

Lao Ding nodded: "You go back first, that Hei Luli must be quite tricky, right?"

Lu Li, who was dressed in a white robe, smiled slightly: "The dragon in my heart...is not as powerful as usual, but don't worry, father, I have the state of mind Xiegu sent by Senior Sister Yun, and my sword heart is firm, so let's go."

"Go."

In the next second, Lu Li stepped on the roof with both feet, and instantly turned into a ray of sparks and rushed forward, disappearing into the vast sky. And just before he left, he raised his hand and flicked, and a ray of golden cuneiform characters turned into Qingfeng lifted the bodies of Lao Ding and He Yi, and sent them floating down the tall building, and slowly landed in front of Lin Yixin, who was holding a long sword and covered in scars.

...

"Lin Xi...gone?" Lin Yixin asked with a tremor all over her body.

"Um."

He Yi nodded: "Lin Xi stopped Hei Scholar with his own power and severely injured him, but he himself died in a martyrdom. After that, Lu Li appeared and killed Hei Scholar. The first bond of his father was easily resolved."

"I hope Lin Xi can be reborn." Lin Yixin frowned.

He Yi chuckled: "Yes, Lin Xi was born because of his father's thought. Although he died in battle, as long as his father breaks through the bondage and returns to the court of God, I believe that resurrecting Lin Xi is only a matter of a thought."

"knew."

Lin Yixin glanced at Lao Ding and said, "Father hasn't slept for long at all, and he's very tired. How about... let's change to a hotel and let father rest for a while. My injury... also needs to be healed a little bit, by the way , let father have time to warm up his body, and trigger the emergence of the next fetter."

"Um."

He Yidao: "There is an express hotel next to here, just stay there, I will go to the 24-hour pharmacy to buy you wound medicine, you take your father to check in, and keep in touch at any time."

"OK."

...

With a wave of Lin Yixin's hand, the armor on her body immediately dissipated, and she turned into a dainty figure in black work clothes and a white shirt, but there were sword marks on the clothes, soaked in blood, especially on the right side of the white shirt, almost stained red with blood.

Lao Ding didn't say a word, just raised an arm, and supported Lin Yixin step by step to the hotel not far away, checked in, scanned the itinerary code, etc., and did it one by one. For small things, the whole world has become chaotic due to the breaking of the dimension wall. He deeply understands that what he should do is to break his own demons and restore the world to its original state.

In the small hotel, Lao Ding fell asleep on the bed.

Lin Yixin sat on the bedside, took off her shirt, and He Yi carefully disinfected and applied medicine to her. While applying the medicine, He Yi frowned and said, "Yiyi, it's hard for you... let you and Lin Xi stand in the way." Black scholar, it is indeed too difficult... I feel that once they become enchanted and blackened, their strength will increase a lot. Otherwise, although the frivolous scholar is strong, he should not be so strong. He is sure to win alone. It’s true, but it’s a bit of an exaggeration that you and Lin Xi can still win with one against two.”

"It has indeed increased."

Lin Yixin frowned slightly: "I can also clearly feel that some of Hei Scholar's skills gave me a feeling of palpitations the moment they were triggered, and I had a premonition that I would really be instantly killed by an ordinary set of skills. , this kind of fighting premonition has become more and more clear after so many years of tempering, and it cannot be faked."

"I don't know what the next fetter is."

He Yi looked at someone who was sleeping with a pair of beautiful eyes, his eyes became softer, and he said with a smile: "Yiyi, our father is really different from other authors, how can he face the shame in his heart like this?" On the face-to-face side, such a person... shouldn't be bad, right?"

Lin Yixin chuckled: "It's not just not bad, my father looks so young, his hair volume and figure are in good shape, I think... our father must be outstanding among a group of male authors."

"Pooh!"

He Yi chuckled: "You can say such a shameful thing. After staying with Lu Chen for a long time, have you become so shameless?"

"Where is it!"

Lin Yixin blushed slightly, and said: "It's just that I've never met him before, but now that I see my father for the first time, I feel super kind. My liking for him seems to be innate."

"yes……"

He Yi murmured thoughtfully, "We all love him so much, otherwise, Lin Xi wouldn't even pay the price with his life to protect him..."

"Um..."

...

In the dream, there was chaos.

Lao Ding murmured to himself in his dream, his mind suddenly went blank, and then he appeared in the lobby of a hotel. A rather handsome young man in a casual suit got up from the sofa and greeted him. A girl pulling a trolley case, when the girl saw him, she looked like an infatuated girl, she opened her hands and gave him a big hug, and said with a smile: "Zhu Ying Luan, I finally see you! "

"ha……"

The young Zhu Yingran smiled slightly and said: "After sitting on the train for so long, you must be tired? Or...there is a restaurant next to it, I will treat you to a meal first, and then I promise you a group photo. Just shoot, I have to leave after the shoot, there will be a training match in the afternoon, if I, the captain, are not around, we won’t be able to fight.”

"ah?"

The girl was taken aback: "It's fine to eat and take pictures, but... you can leave after eating? Or... I'll stay in the hotel, and later... I'll treat you to supper."

With star eyes on her face, she looked at the handsome man in a mess.

"This..."

Zhu Ying frowned randomly: "It's okay to have supper, let's talk about it later."

"okay."

The scene turned and came to the hotel room. It was already a scene of two people sleeping together, and then the scene disappeared like the quicksand of time. The next scene was in the dark night, in the funeral parlor, a man in police uniform The young man untied the white cloth, looked at his girlfriend for the last time, burst into tears, and roared angrily: "Fang Zhuo, you bastard, I, Li Chengfeng, are at odds with you in this life!"