The Return of the Reborn Qin Emperor

Chapter 148 Living Like a Cactus
Li Youmeng's temperament is very gentle, but now she is gnashing her teeth with hatred.

So far, it was the first time for Qin Jun to see her so angry.

"You know, what is my favorite plant?"

"what?"

Li Youmeng smiled touchingly, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her voice was choked with sobs, "It's a cactus. A cactus is a plant with very tenacious vitality. Even in the desert, it can survive."

"It takes at least ten years for a cactus to bloom and bear fruit from a seed, but the flowers that bloom are full of vitality."

"My mother told me to live like a cactus. No matter how great the ordeal is, as long as I grit my teeth, I will definitely survive."

Cactus?

Qin Jun nodded thoughtfully, but Qin Wuyao who was next to him felt the same way, and tears rolled down his face.

Li Youmeng smiled lightly, as if she didn't care about anything.

She is still pretending to be strong.

A person is like a string of a piano. When it is stretched all the time, even the best string will eventually break if played for a long time.

"So, what about your biological father?"

"Except for my mother, who knows?" Li Youmeng shook her head, leaning her hands on the railing, and said with a smile: "At the beginning he abandoned my mother, maybe he has already forgotten..."

There are slight ripples on the calm lake.

Through the clear lake water, you can see some fish swimming happily.

"My mother told me before she died. My name is related to that person I have never met. It is really ridiculous. Even if I was beaten by Wang Wuxin, she would not let me change my surname."

Something to do with the name?
Qin Jun was a little puzzled, but he couldn't figure out the deep meaning.

"Okay." Li Youmeng smiled, and carried her schoolbag on her back, "Thank you for helping me out again today, I'm going to be a tutor now."

"Ah."

After watching her leave, Qin Wuyao pouted, "Sister Youmeng is too pitiful, brother, you can't comfort people at all."

"If you comfort her, it will only backfire."

Qin Jun turned around and didn't say much.

Li Youmeng's temperament is very gentle, but also very strong.

If he spoke to comfort her, it would only make her feel that he was just sympathizing with her.

Li Youmeng doesn't need his sympathy.

……

Along the way, Qin Wuyao was obviously not in a good mood either.

Not as elated as when he came here, but rather depressed.

She was also very irritable, and wanted Qin Jun to comfort Li Youmeng, but she felt sore again.

Finally, after returning home, he greeted Qin Song, and Qin Jun walked out again, and came to a hidden alley.

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Fulu appeared in his left hand, which spontaneously ignited out of thin air.

The effort of breathing has already turned into fly ash.

Immediately afterwards, there was a wave of fluctuations in the surrounding space, and a black shadow came out and crawled on the ground.

"One of the twelve holy envoys of the Great Qin League, Gui Li. Greetings to the Holy Master!"

"What happened to what I asked you to do?"

"It's done."

Gui Li respectfully took out the small pitch-black jade bottle, "This person has been crushed to death, and his soul is imprisoned in the bottle. How should the Holy Master deal with it?"

Looking at the soul in the black jade bottle, Qin Jun waved his hand indifferently, "I will burn him for ninety-nine and eighty-one days with the hellfire of purgatory, until there is not a single drop left of him! I will make his soul fly away!"

"Yes!" Gui Li nodded, with a little surprise on his face.Qin Jun was so angry, there must be something hidden.

"Get up."

Qin Jun turned around and looked at the night sky. His voice was indifferent, with a terrible sense of oppression, and he said slowly, "Do something for me."

"Holy Lord, please command."

Qin Jun raised his hand, and a long hair fell slowly, "Help me find out who this person's biological father is."

"Yes!"

Gui Li put away his long hair respectfully, he is known as the king of all ghosts and he is proficient in countless secret arts.

It is really nothing to ask him to investigate the origin of his identity.

"The Holy Master is back now, and many disciples in the alliance want to see the Holy Lord's face, I don't know..."

Qin Jun waved his hand and said indifferently: "The time is not ripe yet, I will naturally go back in the future."

"clear."

"Okay, let's go back. Come back when I summon you in the future."

"Yes!"

Ghost Li immediately nodded, and slowly disappeared into the air, hiding invisibly.

On the thumb of Qin Jun's right hand, there appeared a jade wrench, emerald green light, shining with a strange streamer.

A small jade dragon hovers above it.

A stack of thick talismans appeared in his hand. If you looked carefully, you would know that there were twelve different talismans.

There are dozens of each type.

And this is the highest holy talisman of the Great Qin Alliance!
Representing the twelve holy envoys of the Great Qin Alliance, as long as Qin Jun ignites them, they will come to escort them within a few breaths.

Some things don't require him to do it himself.

It is enough to have these men.

The jade wrench finger flashed and wiped the streamer, and instantly sucked in all these talismans.

Everything is as if it never happened.

Qin Jun looked indifferent, pushed the door and walked in.

Sumeru ring contains endless space, which can store countless things.

And this was also his ring back then.

……

In the early morning of the next day, every household was quite lively.

Guests were being entertained in the small alley, and Qin Jun was holding a willow stick and dancing his sword in the yard.

The movements are not fast, but every move has a faint ray of light.

"Brother, what are you playing?"

"Mozi's swordsmanship." Qin Jun said calmly and calmly.

And Qin Wuyao couldn't help laughing out, "Did you watch Qin Shimingyue too much, and you're still using Mozi's swordsmanship!"

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Qin Jun didn't care, and said indifferently: "Should I teach you?"

"Okay, okay!"

Qin Wuyao immediately put down the water bowl excitedly, and picked up a willow stick with style.

Holding a water bowl, he bowed in a dignified manner, "Master, my apprentice is polite."

Qin Jun shook his head, and the wicker exerted a little force with a little ingenuity.

It directly touched Qin Wuyao's wrist, and she cried out in pain, her right hand became even weaker, and the willow stick and water bowl fell at the same time...

"what……"

With a wave of Qin Jun's hand, the water bowl landed safely in his hand without even spilling a drop of water.

"Mozi's swordsmanship adheres to the philosophy of the Mohist school. He loves non-offensive and uses defense as offense. If ordinary people practice it, they can also strengthen their bodies. It is not a big problem to deal with some small hooligans."

"Wow……"

Qin Wuyao blinked, and quickly picked up the willow branch again.

"Mozi's swordsmanship is suitable for you to practice, and I will teach you now."

While speaking, Qin Jun stood behind Qin Wuyao, and grabbed her wrist with his right hand.

As if hugging her from behind, the posture can be as ambiguous as you want.

This time it was good, Qin Wuyao's body stiffened immediately, and her pretty face blushed even more.

"Raise your sword across, raise your hand to fend off the enemy."

But now, how could Qin Wuyao listen to it?
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