Chapter 135

Long Xiaoyun said a few indistinct words, then collapsed backward, his gaze gradually losing focus.

In the final moments of his life, he recalled the scene of his first meeting with Li Xunhuan and Lin Shiyin; that was his lost youth.

"Ugh!"

At the same time, Long Xiaoyun spat out a mouthful of black blood and then died from the poison. The father and son had actually embarked on the road to the Yellow Springs together.

Lin Shiyin couldn't bear this blow and fainted directly.

"Shiyin, are you alright?" Li Xunhuan flew to Lin Shiyin's side and supported her.

"Brother Lin, you... sigh. Bury Long Xiaoyun and Long Xiaoyun well. I should go beyond the Great Wall with Shiyin and never return. From this departure, we shall not meet again. Lin Fan, A Fei, the road of the Wu Lin is long, take care!"

Li Xunhuan originally wanted to question Lin Fan why he had acted so ruthlessly, but then thought that this was entirely Long Xiaoyun's own doing, which had implicated Long Xiaoyun, and he had no standing to blame Lin Fan for anything, so he could only bid farewell to Lin Fan and A Fei.

"Take care!" Lin Fan and A Fei cupped their hands toward him.

The Little Li Flying Knife has become a swan song; the world will no longer see Chu Liuxiang. Who knows how many years it will be before the Central Plains Wu Lin hears the name of the Little Li Flying Knife again.

And the Little Li Flying Knife of that time will no longer be Li Xunhuan's flying knife; it should be Ye Kai's flying knife.

Li Xunhuan held Lin Shiyin, had someone prepare a carriage, put the corpses of Long Xiaoyun and his son into the carriage, and then prepared to leave with one person and two corpses.

"Little Li Flying Knife, Li Tanhua, wait a moment. Here is an invitation to the Soul-Stirring Chess Game. I wonder if you have any interest?"

A person stopped Li Xunhuan, took out an invitation, and prepared to invite him to participate in the Soul-Stirring Chess Game.

Lin Fan recognized him; he was the divine physician Xue Muhua, one of the Eight Friends of Hangu, disciples of Su Xinghe.

"Apologies, Li intends to stay far away from the Central Plains and no longer participate in the trivial matters of the Wu Lin. Please invite someone else with this invitation!"

Li Xunhuan refused decisively and then drove the carriage away.

"Heavenly Secret Young Master Lin Fan, I wonder if you have time to go to Leigu Mountain to participate in the Soul-Stirring Chess Game?"

Li Xunhuan's refusal made Xue Muhua somewhat disappointed, but when he saw Lin Fan, his eyes lit up again. Losing in the east but gaining in the west—Lin Fan was a rising star of the Wu Lin. If he participated, his master's plan would have hope of success.

"I came here for this very reason. I will go to Leigu Mountain!" Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Then my master and I will look forward to your arrival!"

Xue Muhua was overjoyed upon hearing Lin Fan's agreement. As long as they had Lin Fan's help, the mere Ding Chunqiu would not be something to fear.

"Did he forget there was still one more person?"

A Fei, who had been silent, couldn't help but tense up as he watched Xue Muhua's retreating back.

"No, he doesn't know you at all. That's because you don't have your own name in the Wu Lin yet. When you have a name like my 'Master Tianji Young Master' or Li Xunhuan's 'Little Li Flying Knife,' when big things happen in the Wu Lin, they will naturally invite you!" Lin Fan comforted A Fei.

"What do you think would be a good name for me?"

"How about 'Flying Swordsman'?"

"A good name! Lin Fan, you truly understand me. I will introduce myself like this from now on. But I have something to do and must go. Let's drink together next time we meet!"

A Fei left gracefully. Lin Fan knew he should be going to pursue the whereabouts of the Golden Silk Armor.

He wanted to get the Golden Silk Armor and use it to deal with the notorious Plum Blossom Thief, so he could quickly become famous throughout the world.

Lin Fan knew that after A Fei left, the name "Flying Swordsman" would soon spread. As for whether he would still be deceived by Lin Xian'er, that would depend entirely on himself.

Everyone has their own path to walk; he couldn't explore all their paths for them.

"Lv He, let's go!"

Lin Fan gave an order, and then Lv He drove the carriage away, heading toward Leigu Mountain.