The original master sighed deeply and said, "That's right. Yi 'er missed you on the road and couldn't find you. Later, he heard that Mount Hua was slaughtered. He blamed himself and felt that if he didn't find you in time, or if he stayed on the mountain to stop it, it wouldn't have led to this massacre. Because of this, the demon in his heart was deeply planted. Later, he met the Seven Demons brat. He didn't know what kind of sorcery he used on him, but he lost his nature and became a puppet under his control. He killed people for him and robbed for him. He was the second Ling Shuangjin! But my son is a little famous in Jianghu now. His actions are ruining Yi 'er's reputation! Many Jianghu heroes talked about it in private. They all said that the Yuan family's young master was trying to curry favor and defected to the enemy! Sigh, this really makes one's heart cold! "It was unknown whether it was the group of Jianghu people who were cold-hearted or him who was cold-hearted after hearing the rumors.
Li Yijie said angrily, "Outrageous! Brother Yuan is kind by nature. If he woke up and found out that he had created those evil creatures, it would be crueler than killing him! "
The original master said, "Isn't that right? This is the Seven Demons brat's intention. You should have heard of the origin of the pledge of allegiance. The Seven Demons wanted to control his body and mind first, to make his hands full of blood and cut himself out of the Jianghu. At that time, even if the Gu was removed, Yi 'er wouldn't be able to return to the righteous path. At the same time, this made him many enemies. If he took a step forward, there would be people waiting to tear him into pieces at any time. No matter how capable Yi 'er was, he couldn't be the enemy of the whole world. In desperation, he could only stay by his side and serve him for the rest of his life. But others didn't know the truth and hated him. As a father, I couldn't abandon my son. I followed him all the way, waiting for an opportunity to save Yi 'er, but they never left each other. Finally, one day, in these few days, that brat brought Yi 'er to this remote town and hid him. It seemed that he was going to go on a long trip … "
Li Yijie's mind lit up and said, "Yes! He was invited by the Noble Consort Yun to attend a meeting in the palace … Yes, he knew that I would also go. It would be bad for him to control Brother Yuan, so he temporarily left him here … "
The former Manor Lord said, "It seems so. I observed for a few days and confirmed that the Seven Demons brat was not in the city. Then, I secretly went to visit him. Unexpectedly, I didn't know Yi 'er … Although I was already prepared, I still didn't think … that his memories would be so thoroughly erased. He's no different from a stranger to me, his own father … Young Hero Li, I've asked you to come here today in hopes that you can use your friendship with him to help him get rid of his inner demons. I can't thank you enough … "
Hearing this, Li Yijie was filled with righteous indignation. "That's right," he said resolutely, "Being used by others without knowing it is the most lamentable thing. Where is Brother Yuan now? Let's go now! "
The former Manor Lord sighed and said, "You've just arrived, don't you need to rest for a few hours? That's still the best plan. If Yi 'er's demonic nature can't be removed, I … would rather kill him with my own hands than let him continue to run amok! " Li Yijie knew that he was just making up his mind. If he really wanted to kill his own son, who could do it so casually? It was not easy to put righteousness before family.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion. The door was smashed toward the two of them. A crack appeared in the middle of the door. When it hit the ground, it immediately broke into two pieces. Li Yijie was shocked. He pulled out his sword and was on full alert.
When the door fell to the ground, it stirred up a cloud of dust. A figure holding a short stick stood upright in front of the door. When the dust settled, they saw that the person was wearing a spotless white robe. His face was handsome, but his expression was cold. His eyes were empty. Wasn't this the person they were looking for, Yuan Yi?
The original manor lord was greatly shocked and said with a trembling voice, "Yi … Yi 'er? How did you find this place? Do you remember? " Looking at him being so worried about personal gains and losses, he wished he could hug Yuan Yi's head and cry bitterly. Where was the decisiveness from just now?
Li Yijie's mind was still clear. He saw that Yuan Yi's eyes were gloomy and unusual. He moved in front of the former Manor Lord to prevent him from being affected by his emotions. He looked at Yuan Yi from head to toe and coldly said, "Yuan Xiongdi, is it really you? Do you still recognize me? " But thinking about how he had just smashed the door open, if it was the Yuan Yi he knew, he would not be so rude to his father. Although his words were probing, he already knew what was going on. He just wanted the former Manor Lord to hear clearly.
Yuan Yi's face was expressionless. He raised his right arm to his left shoulder and threw it across the air. With a 'whoosh' sound, a dart shot toward the two of them. Li Yijie raised his sword to block. The dart's strength was not very strong. With a casual push, it deviated and sank into the table. The former Manor Lord had not yet woken up from his shock. He remembered that last time Yuan Yi did not pay attention to him. Today he unexpectedly used weapons against him. What kind of joke was the Heavens playing on him?
Li Yijie suddenly felt strange. Even if he was a puppet, other than his mind being controlled, he could still maintain his previous martial arts. It was not that he had not seen Yuan Yi's martial arts before. If he believed that he had improved in the past year, he would not dare to be arrogant. He did not miss a single movement of Yuan Yi's hands and feet. At the same time, he turned his gaze to the table.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the object was not a dart, but a folded letter. But to be able to make the paper sink into the mahogany, it was obvious that his internal energy was exquisite. One side took a step forward, maintaining a straight face with Yuan Yi. Seizing the opportunity, he quickly pulled out the letter.
Before he could unfold it, Yuan Yi coldly opened his mouth and said, "You are the guests in Sky Room Two. Mr. Yuan, Mr. Li, I wish you well. " He said these words as if he had already prepared them well. Now he repeated them over and over again, without the least bit of emotion. Li Yijie was alarmed. "Did the Seven Malefic Demons send you here?"
He asked. Yuan Yi turned a deaf ear. "Master sent me to tell you that today is the second day of the twelfth month. Three days later please wait by the sea cliff. There will be a boat coming to pick you up." "Where are we going?" Li Yijie asked. "To where we should go," Yuan Yi replied. My master does not have the patience to wait. It is best if the guests he invites are not late. I have delivered the message. I will take my leave. "He did not give the two people another glance and turned around to leave.
The former Manor Lord was unable to control himself. He chased after him several steps and called out, "Yi … Yi 'er, do you really not recognize Father? Father knows that you are being controlled by the Seven Demons. Everything you did was not your intention … but Yi 'er, are you willing to be a puppet for the rest of your life? No, you must resist. You must try to regain your memories. You must regain your consciousness! Yi 'er! " Yuan Yi's footsteps did not stop. His back was stiff as he mercilessly stepped on the floor and the door, making a crisp 'kacha' sound.
The former Manor Lord saw that his son was right in front of him and that all his defenses had collapsed. He hurriedly stepped in front of Yuan Yi and said, "Yi 'er, go back with Father. Let's start anew and start anew. Let's go! " Yuan Yi's eyes were empty. His voice was so gloomy that it seemed to have risen from the depths of hell. He coldly said, "Master did not instruct me to talk nonsense with the target. Get out of the way or I will kill you. "
The former Manor Lord's body shook. Li Yijie almost thought that he had already been killed. The air was so quiet that the three people's heartbeats could be heard clearly. The former Manor Lord was full of righteousness. His face showed a kind of sadness. He pulled Yuan Yi's wrist and pointed the iron rod at his lower abdomen. He gritted his teeth and said, "Good, Yi 'er. This is the place. Use your internal energy. With one stab, you will be able to pierce through the enemy's intestines. As long as you still have the slightest bit of conscience, then kill your biological father right here with your own hands! "A few drops of turbid hot tears immediately rolled down, and a few wet marks appeared on the wooden stick, and the color of the stick suddenly deepened.
Yuan Yi coldly said, "Let go. I will only say it once." Using his internal energy, the former Manor Lord shouted, "If you want me to watch you fall, if I want a father to lose his son, I would rather die in your hands right now! If my blood can exchange for your consciousness … you know, a father's love is the greatest. For his son, he can give up anything and give up anything! … including his life. "
Li Yijie was shocked. He shouted, "Since it is difficult to move you with emotions and your father's tears cannot make you stay, then we can only settle this with force! Brother Yuan, please forgive me for offending you! " A sword pierced towards his back. Yuan Yi seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He nimbly turned around, bent his knees, and avoided the tip of the sword that was about to pierce his shoulder. He swept his staff horizontally to parry the sword and took advantage of the momentum.
Before Li Yijie could make a few moves, his left chest received a heavy blow. In a split second, his blood boiled and he retreated. He couldn't breathe and almost let go of his sword. He couldn't help but be shocked. He said, "How powerful … Brother Yuan … when did he reach this level …?" The former Manor Lord's mind was blank. He stupidly called out, "Yijie, stop! You … you can't beat Yi 'er … "
Li Yijie held back a mouthful of blood that was stuck in his chest. He could accidentally spit out blood at any time. He forced a smile and said, "Uncle Yuan, you are really boosting your own son's morale and destroying other people's morale … Watch me. I will definitely restore Brother Yuan to his original state." He took a few deep breaths. He raised one arm high and used the other to support his arm. He met Yuan Yi's attack head-on.
Yuan Yi's rod came down. Li Yijie blocked it with his sword. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead. Yuan Yi was displeased. He said, "I told you earlier that you are not my opponent. Why didn't you listen?" He didn't seem to use any strength, but the rod seemed to produce a divine power that pressed down on Li Yijie's sword. The sword and the rod collided. It was obvious that the sword was unable to withstand the force. The tip of the sword was faintly dragging on the ground.
Li Yijie tried his best to hold on. He shouted loudly. The tip of his sword stuck to the side of the rod and went straight for Yuan Yi's throat. The original Manor Lord looked at the two of them. He really didn't know who to hope for to win.
Yuan Yi's figure flashed. He was actually able to counterattack in the nick of time to save himself. The rod in his hand seemed to have a life of its own. It suddenly spun around and pushed the sword away. Li Yijie's eyes widened. He still hadn't figured out how his all-out attack missed. He felt his whole body go numb. "I'm done for!" he cried inwardly.
Yuan Yi counterattacked. The tip of the rod repeatedly hit the vital points in front of Li Yijie's body. "Swish, swish!" The rod danced in an airtight manner. It interweaved into a flash of light. Li Yijie's toes touched the ground and he leisurely floated away. He gracefully landed on the ground. His white robe fluttered in the wind. If it weren't for his cold expression, he would have looked like a Jianghu hero who had easily neutralized the enemy's attack. He would have shown the world's admiration and pride.
The original Manor Lord tried to sound him out, "Yi 'er …" Li Yijie's whole body was in pain. His heart was filled with anger. He thought to himself, "I helped you to save your son. It's fine if you don't help. But you're on the side, concerned about your little boy who's under the Art of Puppetry. You don't care about your benefactor at all." As he circulated his internal energy to open up his meridians, he called out, "Original Manor Lord, right now he … ahem, he's not the original brother we know. If you want to save him, you must first defeat him … Don't let the affection between father and son restrict your actions …"
The original Manor Lord was startled. He looked at his son who was so close to him. The coldness in his son's eyes was like the sharpest blade, gnawing at his soul. He suddenly stretched out his palm. This time he used the "Xiao Na Shou" martial art to lock Yuan Yi's wrist. Although it was a matter of life and death, he still held back. He didn't want to hurt his son.
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