"You can endure it, right? I'd like to see just how much you can endure. " The boy kicked Li Xiao's body again and again. He even stepped on Li Xiao's fingers, forcefully breaking the bones of his fingers.
A ten-year-old boy didn't even make a sound under such torture. His face twitched unnaturally, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. His eyes were bloodshot, and they looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.
However, it could be seen that Li Xiao was trying his best to control his expressions. He was trying his best not to let the boy copy his expressions and reactions.
No matter how the boy tortured Li Xiao, Li Xiao's expression didn't change much. Other than the pain in his body, which caused his face to twitch uncontrollably, it was hard to find any other expression on Li Xiao's face.
He couldn't even find an expression of anger or hatred. The boy could only see mockery and disdain in Li Xiao's eyes.
This seemed to have touched a chord in the boy's heart. It made the boy's expressionless face show anger and violence. He directly stepped on Li Xiao's head, causing Li Xiao's head to be covered in blood. However, he still didn't stop.
"Haha …" Li Xiao laughed despite being tortured like this. He laughed very happily.
The boy couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Li Xiao laughing wildly. He really couldn't understand why Li Xiao could still laugh, and laugh so happily at that.
Shouldn't Li Xiao be crying bitterly at a time like this? Shouldn't he be resentful and angry? Shouldn't he hate him to the bone? Shouldn't he be terrified and uneasy?
There was none of that. Li Xiao was only laughing, and he was laughing very happily. It was a happiness that came from the bottom of his heart, and it wasn't an act. There was even a hint of pride in his smile.
"What are you laughing at?" For some reason, when he saw Li Xiao laughing, the boy's heart burned with anger. He stomped hard on Li Xiao's face as he asked through gritted teeth.
"I'm laughing at you … I'm laughing at how you don't understand …" Li Xiao's mouth was full of blood, and he spoke intermittently. Because there was too much blood, his words were unclear.
"Don't understand what?" The boy lowered his head and approached Li Xiao, wanting to hear what Li Xiao was saying.
"You're an idiot if you don't understand!" But the moment the boy got close to Li Xiao, Li Xiao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the boy's face. The boy couldn't help but close his eyes.
Bang!
Just as he closed his eyes, Li Xiao's head smashed into his chin, causing the boy's chin to twist and his head to tilt back.
At this moment, Li Xiao seemed to have gone mad. He did not care about the injuries on his body, nor did he care if his bones were broken. His bloody palm ruthlessly smashed the boy's face.
Li Xiao's palm had been smashed until it was deformed. The finger bones that had long been broken were twisted beyond recognition.
Li Xiao didn't care. Like a madman, he rushed up and punched and kicked the boy. He even used his teeth to bite him.
At first, the boy was still resisting, but it was unknown if he was frightened by Li Xiao or if he had been beaten silly. The boy, who was clearly stronger, faster, and more skilled than Li Xiao, screamed in pain from Li Xiao's beating. He actually wanted to escape, but how could he escape? His body was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell if it was his or Li Xiao's.
Bang!
An old man wearing the clothes of a Holy Disciple appeared in the room. He directly slapped Li Xiao, who was madly beating the boy, and sent him flying. Li Xiao's body smashed through the window and fell into the garden outside. He rolled far away and landed on the ground. It was unknown if he was dead or alive.
However, seeing that he was covered in blood and many of his bones were broken, it was likely that he would not survive.
The old man glared at the boy on the ground and coldly scolded, "Trash."
The boy was immediately frightened. He immediately got up and kowtowed to the old man. "Sir … don't … don't kill me … don't …"
"The Holy Land spent so much time, energy, and resources to train you, but you are actually worse than a child from an ordinary family. What use do we have for you?" The old man said with a cold face.
"Sir … I … I can do it … I was just careless … I will never make the same mistake again …" The boy kowtowed in fear.
"Forget it. It will be troublesome to train him again. Continue with your mission. You should know what to do next, right?" The old man said as he looked at Li Xiao, who was unknown whether he was dead or alive. "You could not kill the person you want to replace, and you still need me to help you. It is simply a shame for the Holy Land."
The boy quickly lowered his head and said, "There will definitely not be a next time."
"What are you waiting for? Go and dispose of his body," the old man said coldly.
"Yes, yes, I will go now." The boy quickly rushed to the garden, took out a small bottle, and poured the liquid in the small bottle on Li Xiao's body.
Li Xiao's clothes were immediately corroded by the liquid, and his flesh and bones began to melt.
The old man suddenly looked at the night sky outside and said, "There is a terrifying person approaching. Hide the body first. When it has completely melted, I will go and stall that person."
The boy quickly moved Li Xiao's body and looked around. Finally, he pushed the body into the grass and hid it.
When the boy turned to look again, he found that the old man had disappeared. He looked for a while anxiously and finally waited for the old man to come back.
"Who is that?" the boy quickly asked.
"Hmph, you don't have to pay attention to him. Has the body completely melted?" the old man said coldly.
The boy quickly pushed the grass aside and found that there was only some foul-smelling liquid in the grass. Other than that, there was nothing else.
"It's done," the boy said.
The old man took a look. After seeing the liquid, he nodded and said, "From today onwards, you are the young master of the Li family, Li Bucry. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir. I am Li Bucry," the boy quickly said.
The old man reached out and lifted the foul-smelling liquid along with the grass and soil. He sucked them into a large cloth bag and then turned to leave.
"Sir, how can I contact you?" the boy asked quickly.
"There is no need to contact you. You are Li Bucry, and Li Bucry is you. Only when the Holy Land needs you will you be a Saint. When you are needed, a Saint will naturally come to summon you." With that, the man left the Li family compound.
Strangely enough, after the old man left, the Li family, which was originally like a ghost town, suddenly seemed to have returned to normal. The sound of night insects could be heard everywhere, and there was even the sound of people waking up at night to go to the bathroom.
"I am Li Bucry … I am Li Bucry …" the boy muttered to himself a few times. Then he treated his wounds and cleaned up the fragments of the glass window …
When he returned to his room, in a pool not far from the grass, the pretty boy quietly dragged the seriously injured Li Xiao out.
Glancing at the room where Li Xiao used to live, the pretty boy hesitated for a moment and left the Li family through the dog hole with the dying Li Xiao on his back.
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