Chapter 202 Talking and Memories

Zhao Shouyi grabbed Zhou Bai, and in a blink of an eye, he was already flying towards his quiet practice room: "Come on, let's have a heart-to-heart talk. As the principal, I haven't had a good talk with you, the number one in the school. "

Zhou Bai was pushed down on the sofa by Zhao Shouyi, his eyes rolled around and he looked helpless.

Zhao Shouyi asked, "How is it? Are you getting used to life in the special training class?"

"Well, everyone is fine." Zhou Bai's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the photo on the side. On it was a group photo of a man and a woman with Xiaopei. The man was handsome and tall and thin, and the woman had a round face. It's not particularly beautiful, but it gives people a strong sense of affinity.

Zhou Bai asked curiously, "Are those Xiaopei's parents?"

Speaking of which, Zhou Bai had never seen Xiaopei's parents.

Zhao Shouyi smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Yes, they... died in the previous operation to arrest Fantian Sect."

Zhou Bai's eyes froze slightly: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Shouyi smiled slightly: "It's nothing, they sacrificed for human beings, I'm only proud of them."

Zhou Bai's eyes were deep, and he thought to himself, "Xiao Pei's parents were killed by Fan Tian Sect? Does Lin Muqing know about this?"

Zhao Shouyi said: "Okay, don't talk about these things, we are going to talk about your problem now. Tell me about your distress, Zhou Bai."

Zhou Bai hesitated, should he try to hint to Zhao Shouyi about Xiaopei's problem?

...

In front of the piles of tombstones, Li Xiuzhu's thoughts moved slightly, and the power of the primordial spirit swept away, sweeping away all the dust on the tombstones, revealing the portraits on them.

"Friends, soon... we are almost there."

Li Xiuzhu's eyes turned, and he saw the portraits of men and women. The man is handsome and tall and thin, with an innocent and cheerful smile on his face. The woman has a round face. She doesn't look particularly beautiful, but she gives people a strong sense of affinity. .

"Zhao Xuan, Jing Shu, I'm sorry... for not protecting your daughter well."

Li Xiuzhu closed his eyes slightly, and recalled the past time in his mind.

5 years ago.

In a tidy and tidy village, a woman with a round face is using Yuanshen Needle to heal a little girl.

Seeing that the little girl's breathing gradually stabilized, she looked at Li Xiuzhu and asked, "Her condition has stabilized and her life is not in danger. What are you going to do?"

"Don't be nervous, Miss Jingshu. I brought you here without malice, I just hope you can treat this girl." Li Xiuzhu said slowly: "The medical conditions here are still insufficient, and my medical skills are even more helpless. Heal her, so I can only do this."

"Hmph, if there is no doctor, why don't you grab the doctor?" Jing Shu said coldly, "It's really a cult style."

"I'm sorry. When Xiaoen recovers, I will send you back and will never hurt you."

Jing Shu snorted softly, did not speak, but turned her head and looked out of the window. This Fantian Sect village was far more peaceful and serene than she had imagined. It doesn't look like a cult organization at all.

Looking at the villagers on the street, she couldn't help asking: "Will they not be deformed if they are directly exposed to the wild?"

"What exactly is distortion?" Li Xiuzhu smiled: "Isn't our cultivation process also a kind of distortion? Maybe besides rejecting him, accepting him actively is also a way."

Jingshu: "Crazy talk."

"Aren't you talking crazy, why don't you take a look with your own eyes? Whether it is the way of heaven or the life on this planet, they are far stronger than we imagined." Li Xiuzhu's tone seemed to have a strange feeling The charm seems to be bewitching Jingshu's mind constantly.

"I used to live alone for a year in a war zone in the wild, in order to avoid being chased by the demons."

"But I didn't deform into a monster, and I didn't die."

Jing Shu said coldly: "That's because your cultivation is strong enough!"

"Cultivation is strong enough to resist the distortion of heaven?" Li Xiuzhu said: "Who stipulated this? Is the logical relationship in the middle really all right?"

"How can I be strong enough to resist the inspiration of pollution? Can I stay in the wild longer?"

Jing Shu turned her head away: "I don't want to discuss these fallacies with you."

At this moment, screams and roars came.

Li Xiuzhu frowned, and while his figure flickered, he had already rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

But when he arrived, there were only corpses all over the floor, his subordinates who were still fighting, and Zhao Xuan.

Then he saw Zhao Xuan's sword art pinched, a purple flying sword shuttled like lightning, his face was stern, and his murderous aura soared to the sky.

These cultists robbed his wife, which had actually touched his back scale.

Fortunately, Jingshu had a sword amulet that he had planted himself, and he couldn't wait to chase after it. The large army was already not far behind and was about to arrive.

"stop!"

The primordial spirit power that surged to fill every inch of the air rushed towards his face. Li Xiuzhu subdued Zhao Xuan with the fastest speed, but he still looked at the corpse on the ground with a look of pain in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhao Xuan, I can only trouble you to sleep now." Li Xiuzhu sighed, knocked Zhao Xuan unconscious, and then injected his primordial power into Zhao Xuan's body, blocking the opponent's cultivation.

Then Li Xiuzhu shouted: "Everyone is ready to move, the troops of the Heavenly Court must be not far away."

But three hours later, a speeding car boarded.

Li Xiuzhu looked at a young man with an ugly expression. At the young man's feet was Zhao Xuan's body.

"You killed Zhao Xuan?" Li Xiuzhu sighed. He didn't expect the young man to make a move after Zhao Xuanxiu was sealed by him and he was knocked out and locked up.

"He killed my dad! How many of us did the troops he brought kill?!" The young man stared at Li Xiuzhu and said, "You have always told us that gods and humans are equal. Then can't ordinary people take revenge on monks? ?”

Facing the silent Li Xiuzhu, the young man said: "Master, I won't make things difficult for you. I know he is sister Jingshu's husband, and I can pay for my life with one life. But I have to avenge the murder of my father."

As he spoke, black blood slowly flowed out from the corner of the boy's mouth, and a strong stench permeated from his blood.

Li Xiuzhu's complexion changed, and the primordial power suddenly wrapped the boy's body, and stuffed a doll into his hand: "Quickly use the second hexagram!"

The young man looked at him, smiled, and shook his head: "Master, I'm sorry. Actually, after I did it... I regretted it a little. I'm really... sorry."

Seeing the body start to cool down, followed by the continuously deformed and distorted corpse, Li Xiuzhu sighed, activated his primordial power, and crushed the deformed corpse of the young man into fine powder.

Li Xiuzhu slowly woke up from the memory, he stroked his forehead: "Here it is again, the number of memories is getting more and more."

He touched the tombstone in front of him, and sighed: "I have the confidence to defeat the Heavenly Demon, and I have a plan to destroy the Immortal God, but after the Heavenly Demon and the Heavenly Court disappear, I still have no way to undo the hatred that has been planted on this planet." open."

"Old friends, what should I do?"

Every day before going to bed, my head is empty, and I can only fall asleep if I ask for some subscriptions and tickets.