Li Chen is carrying out an extremely dangerous revenge.

Of course he knew that doing so would put himself in danger. Of course he also understood that it is never too late for a gentleman to seek revenge, and he even warned Xiao Qi about it.

But he doesn't want to endure it anymore.

The words Guan Fou said before his death kept echoing in his mind, and he understood more and more what the great elder had hoped for him before he died. He suddenly asked in his heart: Great elder, could you have known the pain of embarking on this road?

It was raining lightly at this time.

The drizzle fell on the wilderness, falling in series from the sky, like waterfalls falling from the sky.

Li Chen originally didn't have to be beaten by these raindrops, but at this moment there was no Yuan force to cover them, so his hair, his face, and his clothes all quickly started dripping with rainwater.

The rain curtain refracted the skylight and reflected in his pupils, like many images overlapping and playing back.

First meeting.

The poor scholar wearing linen clothes and hemp shoes had never had the opportunity to read so many books in the past, so he held the classics and cried bitterly: How will he live if he can't see these classics one day in the future?

A few days later, there was a storm.

The scholar knelt on the ground and said, "People from aristocratic families asked me to make a big fuss in the academy with them."

Li Chen asked: "Then why didn't you go with them?"

"Although I come from a poor family, I also know that one cannot repay kindness with enmity."

Li Chen asked again: "Don't you think the academy is crude?"

"Although the academy is simple, the classics are genuine. Moreover, His Highness and I are not close friends. It is already very rare for me to be given a place like this to sleep with the fragrance of books at my back. How can I dare to ask for more?"

The ground in this wilderness gradually became muddy in the light rain, but Li Chen's speed did not slow down, but his heart gradually sank, as if he had entered an abyss without light.

He finally saw thirty figures in the distance, approaching from far away.

Those people were chatting and laughing, and happened to be talking about the world in the cave.

"It's just a world in a cave. When has there ever been a cave world where there weren't fools who thought they could resist?"

"It won't be long before these people will eventually become our slaves and kill each other for the sake of being an outer disciple."

Seeing the leader of those people at a glance, Li Chen became extremely cautious, and the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. This was a secret technique obtained from Liu Feng.

In the next blink of an eye, Li Chen suddenly appeared in front of those disciples.

Calculated mentally or not, those people were shocked and before they could take action, Li Chen's sword was already handed out.

The core disciple only had time to activate his Yuan Power, and half of his head was cut off by the sword. The upper and lower half of his face were just blank. Then, his chest received two more swords one after another, and in an instant, he was twisted out by the sword energy.

Empty holes come.

This core disciple who was ranked high on the bluestone list suddenly died. His blood quickly gathered on the ground. Under the raindrops in twos and threes, it looked like a rippling curtain.

Li Chen was in a trance, seeming to see fragmented scenes in the bright red mirror again.

Every word of the scholar is still in my ears, "It turns out that I have to take the exam again. What I am relying on is my real talent and practical knowledge. So what if he takes the exam ten times and a hundred times? If I get the top prize once, I can get the top score ten times."

Time! Test them and convince them!"

After the imperial examination, scholars went to high school.

Li Chen said: "You are from the common people. Don't forget the sufferings of the common people. You would rather be a brick of peace for the holy dynasty than a dog that brings trouble to the common people."

In front of him, a group of students knelt on the ground, all of whom came from poor families, "I will obey my teacher's teachings!"

In the rain curtain.

Li Chen is still chasing, and in front of him is the first disciple who is like a lost dog.

Originally, he could have chopped them into pieces with a sword cage, but Li Chen refused. The more people he killed, the more murderous he became.

In fact, in the end, Guan Fou thought about seeing him again, but was rejected by Li Chen. At that time, Li Chen was deeply involved in various turmoils, and he was afraid that Guan Fou would be affected.

That day, Guan Fou stood outside the door and said: "I know the teacher is worried about hurting us, but for us, the master-disciple relationship itself is the most righteousness in the world. When righteousness does not exist, only this white body is left.

What is it?"

In the end, Li Chen still didn't show up, and Guan Fou returned disappointed.

After that time, it was goodbye forever.

That proud and humble boy from a poor family, the scholar who never embarrassed his mentor Li Chen after entering the court, will never be seen again in this world.

Buzz!

As the last man was slashed by one hundred and thirty-one swords, he died beyond recognition. There was no longer any pride before his death. He was just bleeding all over his body and begging Li Chen to spare his life.

The sword of loneliness returns to its sheath.

Li Chen raised his head slightly and looked at the gloomy clouds in the sky. He suddenly felt tired. He felt that he was like those clouds that separated one by one. Year after year, the whole person was shattered. It only seemed to be complete, but in fact it was

It was already in disarray.

He suddenly began to regret that he had never met Guan Fou. At that time, he never thought that he would miss the last one like this.

He lowered his head slightly. He had just finished killing the person and his murderous intention was in full swing, but his body seemed to have become sluggish in an instant. He just said with a pale face: "Teacher, I will be proud of you all my life."

There was a faint whistling of the wind, like the cheerful laughter of several young scholars.

They laugh: Green mountains remain unchanged, green waters will always flow.

Don't be afraid, teacher.
Chapter completed!