Chapter 155

Li Yuanyu was curled up at the foot of the bed, sleeping in a daze. He heard bursts of loud cries in his ears, some people wailing and some screaming, and woke up in a start. He saw mist everywhere in front of the bed and under the bed, and could not see things clearly in the haze.

"Mother!"

Li Yuanyu turned his head to look, but Jiang Yunu was nowhere to be seen. He looked around, only to find that the sky was shockingly dark. He had to climb up and walk to the window, where a bright moon appeared before his eyes.

"How strange."

He had to take a few steps forward and stepped out of the room, but his feet felt empty, not stepping on solid ground, and he fell down into the void.

"Ah!"

His collar tightened, and Li Yuanyu was lifted up, waving his hands and feet. Looking up, he saw the towering city wall, and he landed squarely in a basket, but he was already outside the prefecture. The middle-aged man he had seen earlier was looking at him with a smile.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, his lips were like blood, and his two eyes were terrifyingly black, staring straight at him.

"It seems my technique hasn't slacked off too much. Stealing other things might not work, but stealing a child is still something I'm good at!"

"You!"

The middle-aged man felt the copper coin from his bosom, carefully put it away, and said solemnly:

"Having accepted my life-selling money, you must come with me."

Li Yuanyu was startled, gritted his teeth, and said in a childish voice:

"Why did you bring me out... Are you an immortal?!"

"No."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face twisted into a ball, and he said indignantly:

"The so-called immortals killed your mother! And they are still full of 'immortal this, immortal that'!"

Li Yuanyu was struck by lightning, stared at him with wide eyes, and shouted:

"You... you person, what are you saying!"

The middle-aged man laughed, stepped forward, and brushed the city gate. Suddenly, water-like patterns spread out, and the scene in the courtyard appeared. Li Yuanyu only took one look, saw the bloody scene of dismemberment, and choked, almost fainting, crying out:

"Ah!"

Li Yuanyu's little face turned pale, and he cried and made a scene. The middle-aged man, however, would not let him be, and said with a low laugh:

"My name is Jiang Boqing. From now on, you will follow me to practice curse techniques! What is your name?"

Li Yuanyu naturally did not believe him and was unwilling to go with him, bursting into tears. Seeing Li Yuanyu still crying and making a scene, Jiang Boqing looked proud, picked him up, and smiled:

"Then you will take my surname and be called Jiang Yan!"

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Li Xuanfeng rode the wind along the Ancient Lijing Road, but saw five-colored light flowing on Guanyun Peak, as if the array had been activated. His heart skipped a beat, and he mused to himself:

"Could it be that someone dares to cause trouble for the Xiao family? What is going on?"

Doubts filled his heart, but Li Xuanfeng did not stop. He saw that the city gate road under his feet was empty, filled with overturned carts, scattered clothes, and all kinds of food spilled on the ground, left for the unmanaged cattle and horses to chew on.

Finally, he lost his composure. Li Xuanfeng's face was stern as he crossed the city wall of Li Xia Jun, catching a glimpse of bloody handprints all over the wall, hundreds and thousands of them, as if someone had stepped in blood to climb over the wall, only to fall down again and again, bursting their bellies and splashing the city with blood-mixed excrement.

The small courtyard was located in the alley and was not hard to find. The large city was devoid of a single figure. Li Xuanfeng landed in front of the courtyard and saw a small, crookedly embroidered wild goose hanging in front of the door, stained with a bit of blood, swaying in the wind as if it were about to open its wings and fly away.

"Creak..."

The small door was half-open. Li Xuanfeng pushed it gently, and it opened. He saw a tender little foot on the steps, cut off a fist's distance from the jade-like ankle, cut smoothly and cleanly.

But he recognized at a glance that it was a pair of little feet he had caught and caressed countless times under the covers.

A pair of feet he would tickle, causing Jiang Yunu to blush and glare at him. Back when he was a youth, just experiencing human affairs, he would hold her feet and ask her:

"How can there be such a beautiful thing?"

Jiang Yunu's cute, round face and apricot eyes would stare at him, blushing and looking away.

Li Xuanfeng felt as if he had been slapped in the face. His eyes dodged, and he jumped away from the little foot as if burned by fire, only to see two bloody intestines hanging on the wall. Finally, he sat down on the ground with a thud, howling silently for a long time, like a down-and-out dog picking up the foot, and cried:

"You!"

Tears flowed like a broken dam. Li Xuanfeng took a step forward and picked up two snowy, jade-like arms, but the little foot fell to the ground again in a daze. He hurriedly picked it up and walked forward.

The round jade buttocks, the pitch-black long hair, two rolling breasts—he finally saw half a face, adorned with Jiang Yunu's round, cute apricot eyes. These apricot eyes had once been filled with hope countless times, staring straight at him, but now they were extinguished and dead, like a pair of dead fish eyes.

The hands and feet he held fell to the ground. Li Xuanfeng knelt on the ground, feeling the world before him swaying vaguely. Father Li Xiangping, the old man Xu San, and countless figures flickered near and far before him.

Li Xuanfeng found the lower half of her face in the corner, tremblingly pieced her together, poured the shattered teeth back into her mouth, closed her eyes, his face pale, and said gently:

"Little woman... you wait for Brother."

His lips were soaked in blood. Li Xuanfeng had never spoken in such a gentle voice. He kissed her and said softly:

"This matter is Brother's fault. Brother is a fool, but Brother still has a life, and I will definitely send this person on his way to you... Little woman..."

"No matter who it is... whether it's an immortal sect young master or a demonic path villain... Brother will make him die for you to see. You wait! You just wait!"

He stood up shakily, his eyes burning with a fire so terrible it made one's heart ache, as if he had drunk two vats of burning liquor, burning from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. He said gently to the two halves of the woman's head on the ground:

"Brother is not failing to bury you, Brother is afraid... afraid he will run away. Brother will go and ask, then come back to find you."

Having said that, he turned and left the courtyard, took the crooked little wild goose off the wall, carefully pinched it in his palm, rode the wind, flew up, crossed the sea of blood and mountains of corpses under his feet, and headed toward Guanyun Peak.

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Xiao Ruyu stood blankly on the hilltop, his heart feeling both empty and sorrowful, when he heard a cold voice.

"Li Xuanfeng has come to visit... I ask Senior to open the mountain gate."

Before Xiao Yongling could speak, Xiao Ruyu jumped up in fright, saying repeatedly:

"It's ruined! There are still Li family clansmen in the prefecture..."

Seeing Xiao Yongling keep his face straight and remain silent, Xiao Ruyu's brain turned rapidly, musing:

"Li Xuanfeng is probably consumed by rage; I must not let him meet Clan Uncle. If he says any nonsense and offends him, it will cause a rift between the two families."

So he volunteered and said in a deep voice:

"Clan Uncle! Leave it to me..."

Xiao Yongling nodded slightly, stroking his chin, clearly having thought of much as well. Xiao Ruyu stepped on the wind and rose, meeting them outside the array, his face sorrowful, and lamented:

"Brother Xuanfeng!"

Li Xuanfeng looked calm, with no expression on his face, and said softly:

"What happened below."

"The Tangjin Gate invaded... and slaughtered my Li Xia Jun. My family did not dare to resist."

"I understand."

Li Xuanfeng raised his eyebrows, shaking Xiao Ruyu into a daze. That pair of eyes no longer held the unbridled recklessness of the past, but were filled with a strange, chilling ruthlessness.

If Chen Donghe were here, he would surely be stunned. This expression had appeared a thousand, ten thousand times on Li Xiangping's face, and now it finally appeared on Li Xuanfeng's. Those gray-black, treacherous eyes seemed to have moved onto his face, shaking people with panic.

"Which way did they go?"

"East..."

Xiao Ruyu called out. Watching Li Xuanfeng ride the wind and head east, he hurriedly shouted:

"Brother Xuanfeng! Do not be impulsive!"

Gritting his teeth, Xiao Ruyu stayed in place for a moment, then rode the wind and chased after Li Xuanfeng to the east.

(End of this chapter)