In a small bamboo building deep in Xianling Island, Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er sat shoulder to shoulder, tasting the famous osmanthus cake in Hangzhou. The two of them had a very sweet meal, their mouths were stuffed with pastries, and their cheeks were bulging, like two greedy little monkeys.

The two looked at each other's appearance, both wanted to laugh, but their mouths were too full to laugh, so they could only stare at each other with their eyebrows and eyes.

A few years ago, Li Xiaoyao came to meet Zhao Ling'er and had to hide and hide, so he did not dare to approach the depths of Xianling Island. At that time, there were many high-level disciples of the Shuiyue Palace on the island, and the Lord of the Shuiyue Palace was also in charge of the palace.

Although the Palace Master Shuiyue didn't care much about Li Xiaoyao, a little brat, who went to the island to wander around, and the attack array on the island did not work for him, Li Xiaoyao had seen the scene of the Palace Master beating Luo Feng with great force, and was a little afraid of her, and was afraid that she would be kicked out of the island like Luo Feng.

Now there is no need to avoid it. The Shuiyue Palace Master somehow turned his braid and disappeared. The high-level disciples in the palace also followed her. The biggest ones on the island were Grandma and Ling'er.

The remaining low-level disciples of Shuiyue were all maids with low magic and martial arts. Li Xiaoyao, who had a small success in practicing Tathagata's magic palm, could level the Shuiyue Palace when he could make a ruthless move, so he could enter the deepest part of the Fairy Spirit Island to play.

Grandma's attitude towards Li Xiaoyao was much more intimate, calling out one by one, and welcomed him to visit Ling'er on the island. Whenever she saw the golden boy and jade girls chattering and playing there, she would reveal a kind and gratifying expression. She looked like her mother-in-law was looking at her son-in-law, and she would be more pleasing to her. Occasionally, she would joke that she would make the decision to betrothed to him when Ling'er grew up.

After eating the pastry, the two little kids chatted. Of course, it was Li Xiaoyao who was polite and talked about various news stories in the past year, so that the Ling'er sister, who had been staying at the gate of Xianling Island and never leaving the two doors, would increase her knowledge and help her to relieve her boredom.

"In the past year, something big happened in the world!" Li Xiaoyao said excitedly: "You must not guess Sister Ling'er."

Zhao Ling'er just held her cheek and looked at him with a smile. In fact, girls' families don't like to listen to these stories of fighting and killing in the world, but Li Xiaoyao likes to tell them, so she pretends to listen. Anyway, it's good to have someone to talk to her, and she doesn't care what to say.

Ling'er was very lonely. She left her parents at the age of five. Even earlier, she had just remembered that her father, the Witch King, had fallen into something evil. She began to hate her mother and also disgusted with the house and the house and the place where she left and left, and became cold.

When something happened in Miaojiang, her mother was framed as a witch, and she also became a little witch. She was chased and killed all the way and had to leave her hometown.

When I arrived at Xianling Island, there was only one person close to me. Apart from being able to say a few words to my grandma, I could only play with the little fairies on the island. However, those little fairies were very intelligent and were not much better than animals.

Therefore, she cherishes Li Xiaoyao's visits once or twice a year. No matter what Brother Xiaoyao said, she listened carefully, and was very focused and devoted every minute and every second, because this time, she would have to wait another year.

Li Xiaoyao was unable to come often in the past few years because he was too young and it took several days to communicate with each other. At that time, Aunt Li had not had enough martial arts skills and had to take off her pants and greet her on her butt.

When he had achieved a little success in the Tathagata's magic palm and had the ability to do his own boating, Aunt Li could not beat him. However, there was the Lord of Shuiyue Palace on the island. Little Li did not dare to be arrogant, for fear of being caught by the Lord of Shuiyue Palace (but in fact, the Lord of Shuiyue Palace did not intend to arrest him).

Although the Lord of Shuiyue Palace has disappeared like a disaster with the palace servants, Ling'er is sad and is actually quite looking forward to it. In this way, Brother Xiaoyao can visit her frequently and spend more time on the island every time.

"Is it another martial arts competition in the South Lin Beichen?" Ling'er guessed: "Which side of the competition won this time?"

How could a hero fan like Li Xiaoyao miss such a martial arts event as the Southern Lin and Bei Shen Conference? Since he had developed some skills, he would dare to go to Suzhou City to watch the battle. Whenever he came to Xianling Island, he would always raise this topic and talk endlessly. Ling'er's ears were about to have a calluse.

"No, no!" Li Xiaoyao waved his hands repeatedly and said, "What is the comparison between the Nanlin and Beishen Conference and that big event? Even I am tired of watching it. This time I will say something fresh."

When she heard that there was no need to listen to the boring martial arts competition, Ling'er became more interested and stood up and listened carefully, wanting to know what novel and interesting content Brother Xiaoyao was going to say.

"The world is full of turmoil now, but it is not like the past when there were only a few sects in the martial arts world who fought to compete for the first place in the martial arts world. If you want to be the first in the martial arts world, you don't just have to be very good at martial arts and have a great reputation. You have to make real achievements for the people and stand quantitative assessments."

Li Xiaoyao rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Last year, Yuzhou, Shu, established the 'Heroes' League', calling on heroes all over the world to subdue demons and eliminate demons. Any young people with courage and ability can join the League of Legends to become heroes, and advance step by step with the support of the League of Legends, and eventually become famous and become a famous hero in the world."

Hearing the four words "subduing demons and eliminating demons", Zhao Ling'er's face was a little darker, recalling the miserable memories of being called "little demon" by the people of Nanzhao when they were young.

Grandma told her not to believe the nonsense propagated by the Moon Worshiping Cult. Her mother and she were both descendants of gods and were not monsters at all.

But the three of them became tigers, and the words of the whole world were ruined and destroyed. Ling'er was both simple and sensitive. She felt that this was what grandma comforted her, and she was not sure whether she was a monster.

She whispered: "Ling'er doesn't like League of Legends because... it's not good to incite others to fight and kill..."

"Those demons harm countless people and are full of evil, and everyone can kill them. Killing them is to save the people. Sister, you are so soft-hearted! What does that mean? What is the kindness of a woman..."

Li Xiaoyao didn't think so much. This kid was careless and didn't know how to read the words and say something to coax people. Besides, he didn't know that Ling'er was a descendant of Nuwa. This was a huge secret. Grandma and Ling'er wouldn't tell him. He said it was right and ran the train all over his mouth.

Ling'er pursed her lips, tears rolling in her eyes, but she forced herself to lower her head to hide it. It was rare to see him once, and she didn't want to quarrel with Brother Xiaoyao to destroy the atmosphere.

"I didn't know how I set foot on the road of a hero. I wanted to join a famous sect, but I couldn't get a way. Unexpectedly, someone sent me a pillow when I was sleepy."

Li Xiaoyao patted his chest and said proudly: "By my ability, I went to the Suzhou branch of the League of Legends to get the title of Class B hero after testing! The person who gave me the test also said that I ranked very high among Class B heroes. The reason why I couldn't get a Class A is because I have no record. As long as I do my tasks seriously, I will be promoted to Class A soon!"

Seeing Li Xiaoyao's eyebrows flying, Ling'er felt disappointed, but she forced herself to smile and said, "Congratulations to Brother Xiaoyao, your dream of hero is about to come true."

"That's natural!" Li Xiaoyao said high: "I'm going to embark on the road to heroes, make up for the shortcomings of lack of merit, and get promoted to the sky as soon as possible, so that my heroic reputation can be listed on the hero list."

Speaking of this, Li Xiaoyao slapped his head, remembered something, and said apologetically: "Sister Ling'er, I'm going to walk around the world. I'll leave Yuhang Town in a few days. I don't know when I will come back. Maybe I can't come to see you often in the next few years. You have to take care of yourself..."

Zhao Ling'er blinked, and suddenly, tears flowed down her cheeks.
Chapter completed!