I am a hero in online games

Chapter 82 First Generation Grandmaster (1)

Chapter 82 The Great Master ([-])
Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Xianyunzi and Jingleizi have spent two years in Xiaoyao School together.

In the past two years, the two of them have traveled around in spite of Feng Zi, comprehending martial arts; they have also competed with each other to improve their skills.

Xianyunzi is leisurely and elegant, and is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but Jingleizi only has martial arts in his eyes. As time goes by, their martial arts attainments are becoming more and more similar.

Jingleizi is keen on martial arts. Apart from his own martial arts, when he fights with his opponents when he is a chivalrous man, he can often learn one and a half moves according to his own experience.

After a long time, Jingleizi has been able to find another way, combining his own martial arts and their strengths to create a unique system.

The two apprentices are quite talented, and Yufengzi also thinks highly of them, and always takes them on trips around the rivers and lakes, visiting various sects.

Xian Yunzi was also willing to make friends with heroes all over the world. While learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he never put aside his martial arts or revenge.

Finally one day, Xian Yunzi decided to take revenge. He packed his luggage, took his favorite sword, and came to Yufengzi.

Yu Fengzi said: "Are you leaving today?"

Xianyunzi said: "Well, if I can come back alive, I will come back to pay filial piety to you."

Yufengzi said: "You still have a lot of essentials of this sect that you haven't comprehended, so it's a pity to leave like this."

Xian Yunzi said: "Revenge is a big matter, I dare not neglect it, if I am lucky enough not to die, it will not be too late to go back to the valley to study martial arts."

Yufengzi said: "My teacher will not stop you, and I believe that you can come back alive, but I just want you to know that the real revenge is to live well, to surpass, not to repay wrongdoing."

Xian Yunzi nodded, slowly put down the saber in his hand, knelt on the ground, performed the same big salute as when he was a teacher, then stood up, intending to leave.

Suddenly, Jingleizi jumped out from the side, also carrying a bag of luggage and holding a sword.

He patted Xian Yunzi on the shoulder and said, "Let's go together, don't try to be a hero by yourself!"

Xian Yunzi said: "Jinglei, he was promoted to general two years ago, and I have not heard about him for two years. I don't know how many followers he has at this time. This time is very dangerous. It is very difficult for us to come back alive..."

Jing Leizi waved his hand impatiently, interrupted his words, and said to himself: "So what if we have many henchmen? Who doesn't know the name of our Xiaoyao Shuangxia in Jianghu? Who is afraid of them?"

Just as Xian Yunzi was about to speak, Yufengzi said: "It's okay, you two go together, I believe no matter what, you will be able to come back safely."

Jingleizi smiled triumphantly and said, "How about it, Master has already said it, let's go?"

Xian Yunzi smiled and said, "Let's go!"

So, the two lightly dressed and rode fast, and arrived near Chang'an in less than two days.

The two of them haven't gotten any more news about Liu Zhi in the past two years, and they don't know what position he is in, nor where he is in Chang'an.

But since he became a great general two years ago, if he asked Chang'an City rashly at this time, he might bring disaster.

Xian Yunzi then decided to go to the small village he used to know, to see if there were any villagers he knew here, maybe someone could give some pointers.

So Xianyunzi and Jingleizi rode to the small village where Xianyunzi used to live.

As soon as he entered the village, Xian Yunzi saw the tall and strong tree in the village, where he used to sit and read.

After a few years of vicissitudes, the village has become a lot deserted, but there are still neighbors and folks coming and going. From the crowds passing by, Xian Yunzi recognized the village head of the small village when he was young at a glance.

Xian Yunzi followed the footsteps of the old village chief and stood still behind the village chief, raised the bamboo hat on his head slightly, and asked, "Village chief, I'm back."

The old village head turned around, narrowed his eyes, raised his head and began to look at him.

Xian Yunzi looked at the village chief's face, and suddenly remembered that when he was young, he used to look up at the village chief in this way, watching every wrinkle on his face squeezed together by the smiling face.

Xian Yunzi couldn't help but sigh, in just a few years, the village chief already needs to look up at him.

The village head looked at it for a long time, then suddenly his eyes widened, his mouth widened but he lowered his voice: "Are you... Ayun?"

Xian Yunzi nodded and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa Village Chief, how are you all these years?"

The village chief's hand holding the crutch began to tremble violently, and his chapped lips kept opening and closing, but he could not say a word.

Xian Yunzi was puzzled, why did the village chief have such a big reaction when he saw him?

Finally, the village chief said tremblingly: "Ah... Ah Yun, back then, we were powerless, you, don't blame us..."

It seems that the village chief is still brooding over his mother's death, Xian Yunzi hastily comforted him: "At that time Liu Zhi had thousands of soldiers, no one could stop him, village chief, you don't have to blame yourself."

The village chief didn't seem to hear what Xianyunzi said. He was trembling and said to himself: "There's nothing we can do. Don't go looking for them... I won't let them touch... There's nothing we can do... The body is right there." There, we dare not manage...we dare not touch..."

Xian Yunzi was puzzled: "It seems that what the village chief said is different from what I said, why dare not touch it?"

So, Xian Yunzi asked: "Grandpa Village Chief, please speak slowly, why are you afraid to touch?"

But no matter how patiently Xian Yunzi asked the question, the old village chief kept repeating: "Don't go to them...it was my idea...we dare not..."

With a "crack" sound, Jing Leizi impatiently pulled out his sword and placed it on the village chief's neck.

Xianyunzi was startled, and hastily reached out to get Jingleizi's sword.

But with the sound of "dong", the old village chief suddenly collapsed on the ground, and shouted with fear on his face: "I didn't let them bury your mother's body! It was me! Don't go looking for them... "

Xian Yunzi's hand froze suddenly: it turned out that after her mother's death, she had been lying dead on the street, and no one from the villagers collected her body. The village chief was not blaming himself for her mother's death, but was afraid that he would seek revenge from the villagers.

This is the first time in so many years that Xian Yunzi has a little doubt about the revenge he has always believed in.

Mother's death is to be blamed on Liu Zhi, and revenge for killing her mother must be avenged.But the mother died in the street, and everyone in the village was to blame, but everyone was just trying to protect themselves...and he wanted to kill them all out of revenge?

After hearing what the village chief said, Jingleizi became furious and swung his sword to strike. Seeing that the sword was about to cut the old village chief who was lying limply on the ground into two pieces, Xianyunzi suddenly reached out and grabbed Jingleizi's sword.

Seeing that Xian Yunzi was holding his sword with his bare hands, Jingleizi quickly retracted his strength, and the blood-stained sword fell to the side of the village chief with a "boom".

Jingleizi hurriedly took out a cloth belt from the package, and while bandaging Xianyunzi, he asked, "This man is not as good as a beast! Why don't you let me kill him?"

Xianyunzi shook his head and said, "Look at him."

Jingleizi followed his senior brother's line of sight, the leader of the whole village, the respected old village chief - was staring at the sword beside him, crying and laughing, with Xianyunzi still smeared on his face of blood.

(End of this chapter)

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