Chapter 87: The choice of human nature

"Father!"

Long Long Xiaoyun didn't say much, but his eyes revealed a longing for life.

He didn't want to die. As for Long Long Xiaoyun, he loved him so much, so he should be willing to die for him, right?

Long Long Xiaoyun cast his gaze toward Lin Lin Shiyin. Lin Lin Shiyin didn't speak either, but her gaze was entirely on Long Long Xiaoyun, not even looking at Long Long Xiaoyun once.

Clearly, she was only worried about Long Long Xiaoyun's safety; as for whether Long Long Xiaoyun lived or died, it didn't matter at all.

Finally, Long Long Xiaoyun looked at Li Li Xunhuan again, but Li Li Xunhuan avoided his gaze. Although he couldn't bear to kill Long Long Xiaoyun, if Long Long Xiaoyun died to save his son, it might not be a bad thing; it could be considered dying for a worthy cause.

After all, Long Long Xiaoyun had spent his whole life in schemes and calculations. If he could do one good deed before he died, it could be considered turning back to the shore.

But Long Long Xiaoyun felt that Li Li Xunhuan, Lin Lin Shiyin, and Long Long Xiaoyun were now like a family, and he was an outsider. They were all forcing him to die, and after he died, the three of them could live happily together.

How could he let Li Li Xunhuan and the others get their wish? Sacrificing himself to save Long Long Xiaoyun was an impossible thing.

"Hahaha! In vain did I, Long Long Xiaoyun, have a lifetime of fame. I didn't expect to lose so miserably today!"

Long Long Xiaoyun laughed up at the sky, even the hair bun on his head came loose, his hair disheveled as if he were crazy. Then he took out the antidote and put it into his mouth without hesitation. "I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me!"

"Father, how, how can you be so selfish? I am still young, I don't want to die!"

Long Long Xiaoyun collapsed to the ground in a breakdown. He had finally been rescued from Lin Fan, and in the blink of an eye, he had to face the arrival of death. He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. If he had known, he would have been better off following Lin Fan; at least he wouldn't die!

Lin Lin Shiyin and Li Li Xunhuan also didn't expect Long Long Xiaoyun to make such a move. This was his son! Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs!

But Long Long Xiaoyun kept the hope of life for himself and left the despair of death for his son.

Lin Lin Shiyin rushed in front of Long Long Xiaoyun and hugged him, then looked at Long Long Xiaoyun with hateful eyes.

"Why look at me? Do I deserve to die? He is my son. Without me, where would he have come from? It is only right and proper for him to return this life to me. And all of this was caused by Lin Fan; he was the one who forced me to make a choice. I had no choice, I really had no choice, Lin Shiyin!"

Long Long Xiaoyun would mock with a vicious expression one moment, and cry out hoarsely the next, the whole person acting like a madman.

"Lin Shiyin, you will forgive me, right?" Long Long Xiaoyun reached out to pull Lin Lin Shiyin's hand.

"Get lost!" Lin Lin Shiyin directly shook him off.

"If you refuse a toast, you'll be forced to drink a forfeit!"

Long Long Xiaoyun's expression changed drastically, and then he actually slapped Lin Lin Shiyin's Baihui acupoint. If this palm landed, Lin Lin Shiyin would be dead or crippled.

"Whoosh!"

A flying knife flashed a cold light in the air. The next second, the flying knife was already stuck in Long Long Xiaoyun's neck. Li Li Xunhuan, seeing Long Long Xiaoyun acting against Lin Lin Shiyin, finally hardened his heart and threw this knife.

"Heh heh, Li Li Xunhuan..."

Long Long Xiaoyun said a few words indistinctly, then fell backward, his gaze gradually losing focus.

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

"Ugh!"

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

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

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

"Brother Lin, you... sigh. Bury Long Long Xiaoyun and Long Long Xiaoyun well. I should go far away outside the pass with Lin Shiyin and never return. From here on, there will be no date for our next meeting. Lin Fan, A Fei, the road of the Wu Lin is long, take care!"

Li Li Xunhuan had wanted to question Lin Fan why he had acted so ruthlessly, but then thought that this was entirely Long Long Xiaoyun's own doing, which had implicated Long 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 Chu Liuxiang. I don't know how many years it will be before the Central Plains Wu Lin hears the name of the Little Li Flying Knife again.

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

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

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

A person stopped Li Li Xunhuan and took out an invitation, preparing to invite him to participate in the 'Zhenlong Chess Game.'

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

"Sorry, Li is preparing to stay far away from the Central Plains and will no longer participate in the trivial matters of the Wu Lin. You should invite someone else with this invitation!"

Li Li Xunhuan refused decisively and then drove away.

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

Li Li Xunhuan's refusal made Xue 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 Mount Leigu Mountain!" Lin Fan said with a smile.

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

Xue Xue Muhua was overjoyed to hear Lin Fan agree. As long as they had Lin Fan's help, the mere Ding Chunqiu would be nothing to fear.

"Did he forget there was another person?"

A Fei, who had been silent, looked at Xue Xue Muhua's departing back and couldn't hold it in anymore.

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

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

"How about 'Flying Swordsman'?"

"A good reputation! Lin Fan, you really understand me. I will introduce myself like this from now on. But I have something to do and must leave. I'll treat you to a drink next time we meet!"

A Fei left dashingly. 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 went, the reputation of the '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 of their paths for them.

"Lv He, let's go!"

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