Close Mad Son-in-law

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Li Jingxiu can understand Li Zhanxian's mood at the moment.

His heart must be angry and desperate.

He was defeated.

Lost to Chu Yun.

He was defeated by a young strong man who he was confident and sure to defeat.

The biggest enemy in his life. The only old enemy.

Song Jing had never really entered the eyes of his Li Zhanxian.

At least like Li Zhanxian, a young powerhouse like Chu Yun.

Their standard for measuring an enemy, the martial art state, is always the first.

Family origin may be important. The background is of course also an important factor for reference.

But in the bones, for this group of young powerhouses, the realm of martial arts is the highest criterion.

It is what they value most.

A young man without the power to bind a chicken.

Even if he has a high identity background, even if he is powerful.

But this group of young people, who can be called Jianghu people in the essential sense, are all floating clouds, which is in vain.

Martial arts strength is the only highest standard that can make them respect and value.

now.

Li Zhanxian lost to Chu Yun.

And what he said just now under the urgency, to a certain extent, severely damaged Li Zhanxian's heart.

now.

Probably the most desperate and painful moment in Li Zhanxian's life.

Even more painful than death.

"Don't think about it." Li Jingxiu said gently. "Go to the hospital for treatment first. To be alive is more important than anything else."

"To live requires meaning and value." Li Zhan's spirit is like a gossamer, his face is like ashes.

He can't die.

With his physical fitness, he only needs to recover well in the hospital, and he can be discharged soon.

But now, his heart has been beaten by Chu Yun.

His father Li Beimu's attitude towards him also made him extremely desperate.

He didn't know the meaning of his life. What's the value at all.

"Alive, you can make a comeback and stand up." Li Jingxiu said in a deep voice. "I can't bear any setbacks, how can I become a great weapon?"

"Do you think I still have a chance?" Li Zhanxian asked desperately.

"As long as you don't give up, you will definitely have a chance." Li Jingxiu gritted his teeth and said. "I didn't give up hope or pray for death when I fell to this point. What is your frustration?"

Li Zhanxian was silent.

He didn't know what the master was like.

However, he judged from all kinds of information that Master was a great beauty who was all over the country.

As the master said.

When she fell to this point, she did not give up to survive.

Speaking by body may be the best enlightenment and comfort.

Li Zhanxian was cold all over.

The qi and blood in the body turned overwhelming.

He was in great pain.

Soul, body.

His brain was muddy.

Even the most basic thinking has become a luxury.

When Li Jingxiu rushed him to the hospital.

The sky was dark enough to look like an abyss.

He closed his eyes. Waiting for the fateful trial.

He doesn't care about life and death.

At least at this moment, perhaps death is the best relief.

But for the master, he must live.

Even if it is like a walking dead, it must be alive.

...

The storm has ceased.

Chu Yun had also left the garrison area.

Even the military figures brought by Li Jingxiu left one after another.

Regardless of the outcome of this peak showdown.

At least Li Zhanxian has left the garrison area. Out of his father's control.

In this battle, my father won the bet.

He also won enough chips for the Song family.

At the very least, the Song family would not collapse because of him.

Even Song Jing himself has a new place to go and a huge backing.

Who is Song Jing's patron?

He is the first person in the future Red Wall.

There is no competitor—the Chu family eldest master, Chu Yun!

A top-notch man who fights background, contacts, resources, and is unmatched!

Even inside the red wall, a terrifying existence can be rampant!

It took him less than six years to climb from loneliness to today's height.

It depends on luck, on background, and most importantly, on his own struggle and hard work.

He Song Jing also has resources and background. At the beginning, he was the most popular young master in the red wall.

But now? He became Chu Yun's servant.

Even Li Zhanxian has been the No. 1 Young Master of the Red Wall for nearly a year.

Backed by the Li family.

Li Beimu has the courage to have Castle One.

He could have had a bigger future.

But tonight.

He was no match for Chu Yun and was defeated by Chu Yun.

This is a competition of hard power, and there is no shortcut.

Song Jing admired Chu Yun very much and was jealous.

But at this moment, he is more regretful to his father.

And distressed.

When Song Jing came to the room.

Old Shen seemed to be chatting with Song Shiying.

It was small talk, but the atmosphere in the room was extremely solemn.

So solemn that even Song Jing smelled a strange breath.

"Xiao Song. Why don't you come and persuade your father?" Old Shen let out a puff of smoke, then stood up and said. "Make a compromise. Follow the wishes of the Presbyterian Church. This matter is not completely out of place."

After all, he left the room straight away.

Just before leaving, he issued an ultimatum: "In half an hour, I will come over."

Click.

The door closed.

Not Old Shen.

It was Song Jing.

When Mr. Shen left, he was domineering.

Even the door of the room did not close smoothly.

And the half-hour deadline is obviously not negotiated. It's more like a command.

Song Jing sat beside his father.

The eyebrows were filled with solemn colors.

Patter.

Song Jing lit a cigarette and said bitterly: "Shen Lao just meant that if you are willing to lower your head, there is still room for maneuver in this matter."

"My life is worthless to him and to the Presbyterian Church." Song Shiying said calmly. "What they want is the Song family."

"The Song family has fallen. Give up your seat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and give up resources. This is what the Presbyterian Church needs. The Presbyterian Church has been operating in this way to become more powerful. It's like the biggest Big Mac in the red wall. No one can challenge, no one can invade." Song Shiying said in a halt.

"That is to say--" Song Jing gasped. "They can let you go. But you must go out of the house?"

Song Shiying did not answer directly.

Instead, he placed a cigarette with veteran action: "Chu Yun won tonight. From now on, no one among the younger generation in the red wall is qualified to fight him. Behind him is the Chu family and Xiao If so. There are the connections and resources accumulated by the old man of the Chu family. I dare not say the future pattern, but Chu Yun will surely soar into the sky."

"Follow him. You can hold the Song family. Hold our place in the red wall." Song Shiying took a cigarette. "The Zhao family will also support you. They will protect you."

Song Jing shook his head and looked at his father anxiously: "What about you?"

"I?"

Song Shiying's lips cast a light smile: "Death is not a pity."