The Ballad of Youth: Inheriting Daoji, Li Hanyi, the Escapee from Marriage

It was as if the rolling waters of the Yangtze River had appeared out of thin air, surging and surging, suddenly engulfing Lei Wujie's body!

"Such a powerful sword technique, but I, Lei Wujie, will not admit defeat!"

"Using my arm as a sword, the sword's name: Fiery Thunder!"

Upon seeing this, Lei Wujie's face darkened. He glanced at the Listening Rain Sword at his waist, but instead of trying to see if he could draw it with his current level of awareness, he simply did as mentioned above, using his arm as a sword and suddenly slashing back with his fist!

boom!!

A deafening explosion rang out, and the raging flames and the surging waves collided in the air at that moment!

Endless water vapor evaporated, turning into thick white fog that enveloped the entire mountainside!

It can be vaguely seen that although the attacks of the two are currently at a stalemate, they appear to be evenly matched, with neither side gaining the upper hand!

However, in the end, Song Yan did not kill him, nor did she use all her power at once. Instead, she used it to continuously enhance her strength later on!

At this moment, Lei Wujie could clearly feel a burning pain in his body, and he was beginning to lose strength in the follow-up of his Fiery Thunder Strike!

His arms began to tremble, and his facial features began to contort. Seeing that he could no longer muster any strength, he still opened his mouth and, with his last bit of strength, uttered his final words!

"I'm telling you, is this still considered a non-essential time? If you don't come soon, I'm going to die!"

"Your future... Waaaaah!"

Before Lei Wujie could even finish uttering the words "fiancée," he saw a hand reach out from the side and pinch his cheek, causing him to pout.

However, Lei Wujie, upon realizing what was happening, was not nervous at all; instead, his eyes were filled with joy!

Sure enough, I told you that Daoji wasn't a heartless person. He still cared about his fiancée and wouldn't let anyone hurt him!

He's just being stubborn!

When he passes away a hundred years later, the relics he leaves behind will probably be shaped like his mouth, right?

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Chapter 86 Song Yan returns from Wushuang City and questions the sword of the eminent monk Daoji of Lingyin!

"You little blockhead, how can you just say things like that?"

"If I don't teach you a lesson, Li Hanyi will teach you a lesson too!"

Li Xiuyuan appeared just in time and pinched the blockhead's cheek, preventing him from saying the words "fiancée".

"Waaaaah (Daoji)! Waaaaaah (I know, I know!) Waaaaah (Let go of my hand!)!"

Seeing Li Xiuyuan finally appear, Lei Wujie's heart, which had been in his throat, slowly began to relax.

However, while feeling relieved, Lei Wujie's face was almost swollen from being pinched too hard. He looked pleading and whimpered for a long time before Li Xiuyuan finally released his grip.

"Daoji, watch out!"

At this moment, Lei Wujie's mouth had been unsealed.

He had originally planned to complain about why the other person was pinching him so hard.

But when he saw the river, taller than a person, about to engulf them, his expression changed. Ignoring the discomfort in his mouth, he gave the other party a brief reminder.

however……

"Oh dear! Don't change the subject. You're scared by such a small stream of water? Your cultivation isn't enough!"

As Li Xiuyuan spoke, he seemed to unconsciously wave his fan.

call!

As the sound of a gust of wind blew, what happened next stunned Lei Wujie and Song Yanhui on the other side!

The mighty river waves, which had been roaring, suddenly seemed to be frozen in place, as if struck by a mythical spell. Despite the turbulent currents still being right in front of him, they could not get any closer to Li Xiuyuan!

"Xiao Jiang, oh no, Xiao Shui, Xiao Shui, wait a bit, I'll let you go after I've finished scolding this brat, okay?"

"Hmm... if you don't say anything, I'll just accept it."

Li Xiuyuan continued talking to himself, completely ignoring the question mark that Song Yanhui slowly typed behind him.

It's unclear whether the other party typed a question mark because they felt there was something wrong with Li Xiuyuan, rather than because they thought there was something wrong with him!

He acted as if nothing had happened, and slammed his fan down on Lei Wujie's head!

Oh, that familiar touch!

"Look, look! What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen halftime?"

"I said you... um, where was I just cursing?"

"Forget it, whatever. In short, you little blockhead, don't say those three words in front of others again."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for dealing with you!"

Li Xiuyuan said to Lei Wujie with a serious expression.

"Oh, well~"

Lei Wujie responded with a wronged expression.

Seeing his pitiful state, Li Xiuyuan thought that he had gone too far.

Just as he was about to say something conciliatory, Li Xiuyuan's face darkened once again after hearing what this guy said.

"By the way, Daoji, didn't you just say to the surging river, 'Since you're not saying anything, I'll take that as a yes'?"

"But I'm curious, it doesn't have a mouth, so how does it talk? Aren't you forcing a discussion?"

Lei Wujie's grievance vanished in an instant, and now he spoke with a light and curious tone.

Having read this far, you might understand why Li Xiuyuan's face turned black with anger just now.

So this little blockhead didn't listen to a word he said?

He was talking to himself from the side, while Lei Wujie was thinking about whether Jiang He had opened his mouth or not. Did this little blockhead need comforting? Did he need pity?

Snapped!

"Ouch! What are you doing? You hit my head again! You'll make everyone stupid!"

"Hehe, have you ever heard of the saying 'two negatives make a positive' or 'things reach their extremes and then reverse'?"

"You're already incredibly stupid, this monk is trying to help you become smarter!"

Without saying a word, Li Xiuyuan slapped him with his fan again, then ignored him completely, disregarding the other's current grievances. Well, he knew that such grievances were only momentary for Lei Wujie.

Therefore, he turned directly to face the "river water" that was still frozen in the air and spoke.

"Little Shui, I've finished scolding you, it's time to let you go."

"But if we just untie it like that, won't you soak me to the bone?"

"That...wouldn't that feel really uncomfortable?"

"How about this, I'll change your location. You can rush up the mountainside next to us, okay?"

"Hmm... So you're not saying anything again, which means you're tacitly agreeing? That's great! Xiao Shui, you're so sensible!"

Li Xiuyuan was talking nonsense with a straight face, making it seem as if he were really talking to the other person, as if the other person had really agreed.

Then... as he slightly waved his fan, the wave of water that was originally heading straight for him suddenly changed direction and crashed down!

With a loud roar, the river waves came back to life as he released his restraints, and just as they had planned, they rushed towards the mountainside!

It was this loud noise that "reminded" Song Yan Hui finally snapped out of her daze.

He looked at Li Xiuyuan, who was dressed in tattered clothes, with a solemn expression, and spoke in an extremely heavy tone.

"Who are you? Are you here to block my way as well?"

Upon hearing Song Yan's question, Li Xiuyuan still wore an exaggerated smile, as if the two were long-lost brothers reunited, and spoke up.

"Who am I, monk? Who am I? Who am I? Of course, I am myself!"

"I am Daoji, a monk from Lingyin Temple in Jiangnan!"

"My friend, you've come to test your sword in the middle of the night without notifying anyone. What if they're asleep?"

"Even if the person you're looking for isn't asleep yet, so many people in the city are asleep!"

“If you make such a commotion and wake them up, that would be disturbing their peaceful sleep, which is immoral!”

Li Xiuyuan tucked the fan back into his waistband and clasped his hands together, looking quite polite, but... if you removed his head and didn't see his face, perhaps Song Yanhui wouldn't feel so bad.

"Hmph! I am the city lord of Wushuang City, not Xueyue City! What does it have to do with me if those people can't sleep well?"

"Whether you break through or not, what does it have to do with Li Hanyi? Did she agree to let you test your sword?"

Li Xiuyuan's words undoubtedly stumped Song Yanhui, whose face turned ugly. But then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes flashed with a "I remember now" look.

"You said your name is Daoji? A senior expert who once guided that kid Wushuang?"

"Good, good, just in time!"

"I wasted too much time just now, and I don't have time to go find Li Hanyi anymore."

"Even if you let me go there now, by the time I get there, it will be too late to recapture that feeling."

"But it's good that you're here, then I don't have to go through all that trouble!"

As Song Yan was talking, she suddenly burst out laughing.

Of course, the smile didn't last long before he returned to his serious and solemn expression.

Song Yan returned, sheathed her longsword, performed a proper sword-asking salute, and looked intently at Li Xiuyuan before speaking.

"Song Yan returns from Wushuang City, and questions the sword of the eminent monk Daoji at Lingyin Temple!"

Li Xiuyuan: "?"

No, he's not a sword cultivator, why would you ask him about swords?

"How about you wait for me a moment, and I'll go and call Li Hanyi over for you?"

Li Xiuyuan asked tentatively.

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