Swordsman’s Road Chapter 71: The difficulty of Wei Family


  The discussion between Li Ji and Li Mofeng did not reach any result. Li Ji thinks that time is on its own side, Foundation Establishment enters Xuan Yuan Sword Faction, all this will end, and then it will be better to engage in the Li Clan family; Chief Steward Li certainly thinks of time For his own benefit, one thing he did not tell Li Ji, just two months later, the deacon of the Xuanyuan City Deacon House will be transferred to a certain small world business mission in large numbers. This is the annual example that happens every year. Daoist Huang did not go last year. Then I will definitely go this year, and there will be a few months to make this dumb guy.

  Feeling the time is pressing, the Li Ji is becoming more diligent. He is almost out of the hall now, and spends all his time in various cultivation art, spell training. . . But as the so-called haste, there is no shortcut to cultivation, no matter whether it is magic power cultivation base, Six Senses progress, or even swordsmanship, everything is changing according to its own objective laws. It is not how much time you add to spend more Energy can speed up easily. . . Half a month later, Li Ji ended the short retreat helplessly, without much success, but forced his own nervousness and psychological imbalance. . .

   got a list of the Samsara Hall duties from Daoist Huang from Li Ji recently. There are not many people. There are only one application that has not been approved in a few times-a middle-aged loose cultivator named fang daoist, this person should It is a collaborator of the Li Clan family, but Li Ji believes that this person is just a figure pushed to the front desk. . .

  When Li Ji was standing in front of the Xichang teahouse, there was a very bad feeling. Although it didn’t come for 20 days, the intuition made him feel that the teahouse had a lifeless taste. . . There is no one on the ground floor. Although it is not the peak time, it will never be without a doctor. . . On (two/second) layer, there are still no guests, only an old man with his arms around his waist, wiping the table weakly. That is the old man from Xichang who followed Miss Wei. After serving for a long time in Wei Family, Wei's younger brother called him his third uncle. . .

   "Sir, what is going on here? What about her Wei Yin?" Li Ji asked hurriedly, in Xuanyuan, public security was never a problem. . .

  The third uncle's ears are a little bit back, Li Ji took the boss's energy to figure out what happened, and an uncontrollable rage burst into his breath. . .

  Wei Yin Miss Wei is okay, the teahouse is also okay, it is Miss Wei's younger brother Wei Li Wei Ziyu. . . Eight days ago, the Wei Li was sent back to the teahouse, saying that it was injured when the Sensing Qi Dao Field was discussing with the person. The injury was not serious, but the injury was very embarrassing. . . Li Clan dao field paid the capital of Tangshui pill medicine, and promised to waive the expenses for the second half of the year. . . Wei Li is a young man who puts a lot of face on his face. No matter how his sister asked, he didn't say what the reason was. . . Then six days ago, he cut off the carotid artery with a dagger and bleed to death. When Miss Wei and others found out the next morning, they were already cold.

  Miss Wei big grief, and then I feel that something is wrong, and then I will find a doctor who treats it, and the friends of Wei Li who are in dao field sensing Qi, this is the truth of the matter-the handsome Wei Li is very close to Li Clan Seventh Young Master On that day, the two went to dao field to speak after the house, but the result was broken by Li Seventh Young Master, who had long been unwilling to have good intentions. It might not be a big deal to endure this matter, and I can get some from Li Family afterwards. Compensation is convenient, but Wei Li has extreme temperament and was injured afterwards with a knife. The injuries that Miss Wei saw were all injuries that were not serious afterwards. Who would check the Jumen of a young man? In the end, Wei Li was not to be humiliated, and knew that revenge was hopeless and might even affect her sister, so she found short-sightedness. . .

  Damn. . . Li Ji was confused, and vaguely felt that the power of this change would completely disrupt his plan. Originally, he might have had some time to work around, and now it seems that the direct confrontation may become greater and greater. . . The point is, he is a Enlightenment Stage baby shrimp, but how to fight against a family that has existed for hundreds of years?

  Miss Wei was sitting in the teahouse (three/third) layer’s own boudoir, staring blankly at the magnificent snowfield outside the window, with a trace of determination in his eyes, even if he heard someone coming in, there was no reaction, as if Heaven and Earth was everything Not related to itself. . .

  Li Ji stood silently in front of the door, not knowing how to speak. . . Wei's door each and everyone without exception was strong, his father died with sword fighting, his brother was unworthy of humiliation and committed suicide, that is, Miss Wei himself, at Xichang, under the pressure of the father after the death of the entire family, then resolutely gave up all the miles for the younger brother entering the Dao Running around, these are not what an ordinary little woman can do, but they are big masters, and how many have such choices? Now that Wei's foundation has been destroyed and the heirs are cut off, I really don't know if such an attack can bear this little miss son, or go to extremes?

   For a long time, Wei Yin seemed to suddenly return to his eyes, with a stern look in his eyes, "Mr. is coming, Little Yin is neglected, so I will make tea for Mr...."

  Li Ji sighed and raised her hand to stop her. He didn’t know what to say, comfort, anger, all meaningless nonsense.

   walked to the woman, gently and firmly holding her thin shoulders into her arms, "If you want to cry, just cry..."

  Wei Yin first blushed a little surprised, then buried his head in silence in Li Ji~IndoMTL.com~ After a while, there was a trace of suppressed whimper, the voice became more and more hoarse, and finally became like The lone wolf who lost his companion on the grassland was in general. . .

  The death of his father’s brother and the death of the Wei’s sister-in-law were cut off. However, it was only a few years. It was difficult for me to persevere under such a blow. But Li Ji knew that the woman in her arms would not. She seemed like a tenacious old bamboo. No matter how much the wind and rain outside, or what she was bent into, she would come back one day. . .

   After a long time, feeling that the woman’s emotional fluctuations in her arms are gradually stabilized, Li Ji said: "Is the future of Ziyu done?"

  Wei Yin raised his head and took a step back. Although his eyes were red, he had recovered his calmness. "It was done three days ago, and I lifted cold coffin, that's all. My Wei's had no foundation in Xuanyuan, Ziyu died again and again, If it’s a big joke... Ziyu is not a hilarious person, so it’s okay, it’s simple... The key is what his sister, memorial day, can offer him as a sister next year. ..."

   The woman's words echoed a faint murderousness, Li Ji frowned, "There are some things that need to be considered from the long-term...not impulsive..."

  "Mr. Is a woman particularly useless?" Wei Yin didn't answer it, there was a hint of madness in his eyes, "Mr. had already said that the seven sons of Li Clan were not well-intentioned, but I didn't mind it... Ziyu came back after being injured , The injury is in the dark, and my sister is so blind that she is negligent in preventing it. If the husband is here, will this not happen?"

  Li Ji is not a fairy. Where did he know these things, so he only defended against Li Clan, but he did not do anything with it. But these words can't be fully understood. Seeing that Miss Wei's expression is getting weaker and weaker, the madness under his eyes is getting stronger and stronger. He knows that he must do something. . .


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