Being Expelled From My School, I Just Want To Be Free From The World

"It seems that Senior Brother Li's injury has indeed recovered."

"Just after being kicked out of the Qingyun Sect, Senior Brother Li..." Chen Ping hesitated to speak.

Several people looked at each other.

The Qingyun Sect's status as the leader of the righteous path in the world is half the result of Li Xuanxiao's efforts to defeat demons all over the world.

Now that Li Xuanxiao has recovered from his injury, even if he only recovers a few percent of his peak level, it is enough to overturn the current situation.

With a sword in hand, no one in the world can stop him! !

What's more, Qingyun Sect kicked him out, so it is inevitable that he will have thoughts of revenge in the future.

Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

Ning Ying and Chen Ping, in particular, looked distracted.

At this moment, someone hurried towards them from behind.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Several people turned their heads and saw a young man in white clothes.

"My Excellency Peng Yun, are you disciples of the Qingyun Sect?"

Mo Zhu looked him over. At that time, Peng Yun was standing next to Li Xuanxiao in the wine shop.

However, Mo Zhu was completely focused on his senior brother and did not notice him.

"Is there a problem?"

Peng Yun looked at the charming woman in front of him and his throat moved, "Can I join the Qingyun Sect?"

"The Qingyun Gate election happens every twenty years, and it will be ten years before the next election."

"ten years!?"

"Even if you wait, your age doesn't meet the requirements anymore." Mo Zhu said calmly.

Peng Yun immediately changed his mind, "Then I won't join the Qingyun Sect. Can you tell me where Li Xuanxiao and Master Li are now?"

Peng Yun didn't notice that everyone in Qingyun Sect looked at him strangely, so he quickly explained while the other party was still willing to listen to him.

"You all don't know that when the Demon Sect massacred the city, my grandfather was saved by Li Xuanxiao and Zhenren Li.

Master Li also taught my grandfather a set of swordsmanship, and then Master Li left.

Before my grandfather left, his last wish was to say thank you to Master Li.

I left home this time because I wanted to find Zhenren Li and fulfill my grandfather’s last wish. "

Peng Yun has been with his grandfather since he was a child, and his grandfather taught him the swordsmanship he learned from Li Xuanxiao.

So since he left home, he called himself Li Xuanxiao's disciple.

Peng Yun looked at the people at Qingyun Sect expectantly.

The people in Qingyun Sect looked back at him with even stranger looks.

"...Just now, the person in the wine shop was Li Xuanxiao, Senior Brother Li."

After a long silence, a disciple finally spoke.

Peng Yun:..........

"What!?"

When Peng Yun hurried back to the wine shop, Li Xuanxiao had disappeared.

There was a lot of food left on the table, and it seemed that it was deliberately left for Peng Yun and the others.

Peng Yun rushed to Li Xuanxiao's old house again, but he still couldn't find him.

"He...he is actually the world-famous Li Xuanxiao!?"

"Did I have dinner with him?"

"I even slept with him and talked with him!"

"..."

The girl on the side who was eating pastries with an expressionless face added.

"He even put his arm around his shoulders and called him brother-in-law, saying that he would protect him and let him go out and brag about himself when he became famous all over the world..."

Peng Yun pressed his head hard, a sharp roar came out of his mouth, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in in shame.

The girl ate the pastry in her mouth and covered her ears.

...........

At night.

Li Xuanxiao was lying on the hillside of the back mountain,

The sky is full of stars, like a beautiful picture scroll slowly unfolding.

"The starry sky here is not as beautiful as the one at Qingyun Gate."

A voice came from behind.

Li Xuanxiao said: "When I was a child, I felt that the sky in my hometown was the biggest and most beautiful. It wasn't until the first night after I went to Qingyun Gate that I knew what it meant to be ignorant.

Now that I have experienced thousands of sails, looking at the sky in my hometown has a different feeling. "

Mo Zhu stood on the hillside and looked at Li Xuanxiao, "Senior brother, go back to the sect, the Qingyun sect will give you justice.

Your injuries will heal, and everything will be back to how it was before. "

Li Xuanxiao smiled lightly, "Yes, everything will go back to how it was before...provided that my injury is healed."

Mo Zhu was silent. She couldn't refute what Li Xuanxiao said.

As long as Senior Brother Li recovers from his injuries, any grievances or rumors about ominous people... will be self-defeating.

He will once again be the center of attention.

Li Xuanxiao closed his eyes, "I won't go back again, I'm a little tired."

"...Senior brother, what are you going to do after leaving Qingyun Sect?"

"I want to see the mountains and rivers, take a walk around the world, and find old friends.

Go back and tell those people who are worried that I, Li Xuanxiao, am not someone who is bound to retaliate, and I have nothing to do with the Qingyun Sect anymore. "

Li Xuanxiao changed the subject.

"Tell me something happy. The topic is too heavy. By the way, has that young man named Peng Yun gone to see you?"

Mo Zhu said, "He said that you saved his grandfather's life when the demon sect massacred the city, and also taught him swordsmanship.

His grandfather's last wish before he left was to thank you in person, and he was looking for you for this purpose. "

Massacre the city? Swordsmanship?

Li Xuanxiao couldn't help but fall into memories.

Ninety years ago, Dongyun City.

The once prosperous city was reduced to ruins.

The city walls collapsed, the houses were dilapidated, and the hustle and bustle of the past was no longer there.

Instead, there were endless flames of war and wailing, as well as smoke and the smell of death that filled the air.

The streets were filled with the strong smell of blood and the stench of rotting corpses, and corpses piled up in mountains.

The entire city was immersed in darkness, like a hell on earth.

The demon sect massacred the city, and a young man with a wooden sword dragged a girl younger than him and ran wildly on the street.

"Brother, brother, I can't run anymore..." The girl stumbled and fell to the ground.

The young man turned around suddenly, clenched the wooden sword in his hand, and roared.

"Little sister, run quickly!!"

The huge three-eyed monster pressed down on the house next to it with one hand, looking at the two brothers and sisters, with a sinister smile on its lips.

The arm, which was thicker than the tree trunk, grabbed at the brother and sister.

The boy's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and his eyes were staring ahead, full of fear and despair.

His body seemed to have been drained of energy, with no strength. He felt his heartbeat ringing in his ears, as if announcing his death.

The next moment, the boy roared angrily.

This roar seemed to have exhausted a lifetime of courage, and the wooden sword, which had no threat to the three-eyed monster, was swung out from left to right.

The smile on the corner of the three-eyed monster's mouth got even bigger. I don't know if he was laughing at the young man's overestimation of his abilities, or he was happy for being able to eat delicious food.

"puff!!"

The three-eyed monster's body was cut in two by an invisible line from left to right.

Its smile has not disappeared yet, fixed on its face.

The young man was startled, and a figure appeared in front of him.

Holding three feet of green light in his hand, the cold light is so cold that it seems to be able to cut off all evil in the world.