Originally, the meal prepared by Ying Zheng and Zhao Linger, was added to the other meaning at this moment: to practice it for Li Xiaoyao.

Although Li Furong had too many reasons to keep Li Xiaoyao by her side, there was only one reason she couldn't get over it. Li Xiaoyao had grown up and he no longer needed Li Furong, as he had his own pursuit.

"Time flies so fast, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye." Li Furong said sadly as she looked at Li Xiaoyao who was still heartless and eating and drinking.

"If time passes by unhappy, when will I become a famous hero all over the world?" Li Xiaoyao put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth casually.

"Ha, I can tell you that the world is dangerous. It's just your three-legged cat's skill, but you were crippled by others when you were crippled. Don't come back. I have been supporting you for more than ten years, and I don't want to support you for decades." Li Furong said hatefully.

"I don't have to worry about you. My kung fu is not a three-legged cat, but a big tiger. It's not that easy to defeat me. Besides, isn't there Brother Zheng there?" Li Xiaoyao smiled.

Although he didn't know Jianghu, he believed in Ying Zheng, and to be more precise, he believed in Zhao Ling'er beside Ying Zheng and his long-lost master, Jiu Jianxian.

Although he has never walked through the world, he is not ignorant. He has his own judgment.

"Forget it, forget it, because you are finally going to get out, let you get it today." Li Furong retreated.

"However, you should be careful and pay more attention to your body. I don't want to wait for me to become famous all over the world and come back from wealth, but I find that no one is enjoying my happiness with me." Li Xiaoyao said with longing, and the young man's blood was burning in his body.

"Then I probably can't wait." Li Furong said sadly with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Li Xiaoyao's body slowly leaned forward and stared at Li Furong.

"You won't be that day again." Li Furong said seriously.

"I..." Li Xiaoyao was about to retort, but his eyes turned, looked at Ying Zheng, and said, "Auntie, a woman with long hair and short knowledge, and she can't see my a little bit. I think you must be different from Brother Zheng. You must be able to see my extraordinary things."

"Yes, you can see." Ying Zheng nodded.

"Young Master, can you see that Xiaoyao's face is very thick?" Li Furong interrupted.

Li Xiaoyao was about to say something, but Ying Zheng had already nodded. Seeing this, Li Xiaoyao, who was about to attack, turned a smile as Ying Zheng said next.

"People with thick-skinned faces no easy loss. Moreover, Brother Xiaoyao's talent is indeed the strongest among the people I have ever met." Ying Zheng continued.

"Look, I'll just say that I'm the most powerful." Li Xiaoyao said happily.

"But you are the thickest-skinned one too," Li Furong hit.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't argue with you today." Li Xiaoyao said generously.

"Xiaoyao, the world is not as good as Yuhang Town. Since you have chosen this path, be careful." Li Furong also put away her jokes and solemnly reminded her.

"Don't worry, I won't make you afraid." Li Xiaoyao also put away the laziness that often hangs on his face.

"This sword is my elder brother. You stayed by me, and it will be passed to you after all." Li Furong picked up the long box from the bench beside her and pushed it in front of Li Xiaoyao.

"You eat first, Ling'er and I are full." Seeing this, Ying Zheng pulled Zhao Ling'er, who was still eating the food in the bowl, and walked out of the inn.

Zhao Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then looked at Li Furong and Li Xiaoyao again, as if she had understood something, and followed Ying Zheng out of the inn.

Li Furong looked at the backs of Ying Zheng and Zhao Ling'er leaving and said, "I admit that my vision of people is indeed not as good as you. These two people are very different."

"Of course they are different. Is one a fairy? As for the other...?" Li Xiaoyao thought of Ying Zheng, and didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

"He will become your friend." Li Furong said.

"Forget it, what kind of background do they have? How could they look down on a little person like us?" Li Xiaoyao quipped.

Although he did not clarify what Ying Zheng's specific identity was until this time, he could have a general understanding of the attitude of Master Jiu Jianxian when talking about Ying Zheng. How could a person like his master be treated like a "expert"?

"You don't understand, some people are different." Li Furong shook her head and said.

Who is Li Xiaoyao? No one knows him better than her, the person who brought him up. Low self-esteem and conceit are Li Xiaoyao's true character.

"Why are the difference?" Li Xiaoyao said curiously.

"For him, it's the same whether you are a beggar or a nobleman." Li Furong said.

"I don't believe that people can really be equal." Li Xiaoyao smiled.

"Of course he is not such a person, it's just that he stands too high. It's just that everyone is the same. Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. This sword is the key point." Li Furong opened the long box and took out a long sword from it.

"Is this sword??Li Xiaoyao formed a long sword from Li Furong's hands.

"It was your father who stayed."

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"Is my brother leaving at this time so that Aunt Li and Brother Xiaoyao can say something they can only say?" Zhao Ling'er asked with Ying Zheng's hand.

"No." Ying Zheng said while looking at the shops along the street.

"I don't believe it." Zhao Ling'er smiled.

"Then whatever you think." Ying Zheng said with a softness in his hand.

"Brother is really good." Zhao Ling'er was very happy at this time. Ying Zheng, who could think about others, made her very happy. Although he was Ying Zheng no matter what it was, Zhao Ling'er hoped that he could be better.

"Okay? If I had changed someone else, would you be happy, would you be so?" Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ling'er with a smile in his eyes and said.

"Of course I will be happy." Zhao Ling'er said without hesitation.

"What if that person is a woman other than you?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Woman?" Zhao Ling'er was stunned. She had never thought about this question. She hoped that Ying Zheng would be better, but if it were a woman.

Zhao Ling'er suddenly realized that she had never thought about this issue.

If Ying Zheng is so good to everyone, there will definitely be many girls who like him. If Ying Zheng is very bad, then no one will like him, and he can only belong to himself.

How should these two be chosen? At this moment, Zhao Ling'er was trapped by this question, and she didn't know how to choose for a moment.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng did not urge her and still took her to wander around the streets aimlessly.

It took a long time before Zhao Ling'er spoke again.

"If possible, I still hope you are a very good person." Zhao Ling'er said, but her voice trembled faintly.

Ying Zheng also noticed Zhao Ling'er's incident. He turned his head to look and saw that Zhao Ling'er's face turned pale, as if he had just passed a big battle.

Ying Zheng understood in an instant that his joke was taken seriously by Zhao Ling'er, and Zhao Ling'er really made a choice for this. This choice made Zhao Ling'er embarrassed.

"You are really a child." Ying Zheng didn't know what to say to Zhao Ling'er for a moment. While feeling it was funny, he was also a little moved.

There is no reason why such a simple and beautiful girl is not liked.

"I···"

"Don't worry, not every girl belongs to Zhao Ling'er." Ying Zheng smiled.
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