The first thousand two hundred and eighteen chapters of the young white horse, never romantic!(2/2)
You must forgive your father for being obsessed with him for a moment.
Go, go home with your father, and your blood...father will return it to you..." Lu Qiuyuan burst into tears.
Lu Xiaoyao stiffened.
If it were in the past, he might have believed Lu Qiuyuan.
But will it happen now?
"Don't be so hypocritical."
Lu Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and held the frightened little girl tightly.
"No, I really regretted it for my father.
Come back with me, and my father will treat you well in the future..." Lu Qiuyuan grabbed Lu Xiaoyao's hand.
Lu Xiaoyao... could see Lu Qiuyuan trembling all over.
He was silent for a long time and took a deep breath.
"Even if what you say is true, I won't go back.
You and I have nothing to do with each other anymore."
Lu Xiaoyao shook his head: "You gave birth to me, and I will return my blood to you.
I don't feel like I owe you anything."
With that said, Lu Xiaoyao turned around and led the little girl into the dilapidated small thatched house.
He longed to leave the slums.
He longed to stay away from this miserable life.
But...he didn't want to return to the Lu family in such a humble and miserable way.
Lu Qiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned pale.
Beside him, Su Xuan appeared quietly.
"It seems that you failed to fulfill my request."
Su Xuan said quietly.
"Sir, give me some time..." Lu Qiuyuan screamed miserably.
But...Su Xuan directly destroyed him and cast countless sword intents on him.
A hunter of light appeared in Su Xuan's hand, destroying his face.
Lu Qiuyuan stumbled to the ground, completely despairing.
"From now on, you will live next to your son and return your blood to him bit by bit.
He is a son of man, and you took away his bloodline. He could not hate you and kill you. It would be the end of his benevolence and righteousness.
Your son is so kind, so treat him well in the days to come."
Su Xuan sneered.
If Lu Xiaoyao agrees to Lu Qiuyuan's return to the Lu family, Su Xuan will never care about him in the future, and even Lu Qiuyuan will not touch him in the slightest.
But, he chose another one.
night.
Su Xuan stood in front of Lu Xiaoyao's small thatched house and buried a legacy into the earth.
“After going through hardships, you can find the path of being strong.
Lu Xiaoyao, when your master comes back, you won't let him down..." Su Xuan whispered.
The next day.
A somewhat confused Lu Xiaoyao walked out of the house.
He looked into the distance and found an unrecognizable beggar facing him, lying under an old locust tree.
He nodded instinctively and found nothing unusual.
Lu Xiaoyao didn't know that this was his majestic father.
He would not notice it for a long time to come.
At this moment, he looked into the distance with something in his heart.
The end of the road.
A white dragon fell from the sky, creating a myriad of phenomena.
The white dragon turns into a horse.
There was a young man riding on it, walking away.
Lu Qiuyuan was filled with fear. That young man had undoubtedly become his biggest nightmare in his life.
Lu Xiaoyao was amazed, but surprisingly not yearning for it.
"Why...do I feel like he's so lonely?"
Lu Xiaoyao shook his head and smiled bitterly. How could he, a beggar, have the right to criticize others?
The white horse crosses the city.
Su Xuan looked back at the huge Tianye City.
He opened his eyes, and there were red flowers blooming in them, alluring and bright.
The future will be troubled, the world will be in chaos, and death will continue to bloom.
Su Xuan's eyes became firm and determined.
"drive!"
He shouted loudly and rode away in the sky.
The plains are desolate, the sky is dark, and the drizzle is even colder.
Chapter completed!