Li Youmeng is very gentle, but now she is so angry that she grits her teeth.

So far, it is the first time that Qin Jun saw her so angry.

"Do you know, what kind of plants do I like the most?"

"What?"

Li Youmeng smiled and raised her hand to wipe away the tears. Her voice was a little choked, "It's a cactus. Cactus is a plant with strong vitality. Even in the desert, it can survive."

"It takes at least ten years for the cactus to bloom and bear fruit, but the flowers it blooms are full of vitality."

"Mom let me live like a cactus. No matter how great the hardship is, as long as I grit my teeth, I can definitely survive it."

Cactus?

Qin Jun nodded thoughtfully, but Qin Wuyao next to him felt a little empathetic, and tears were flowing.

Li Youmeng chuckled as if she didn't care about anything.

She is still pretending to be strong.

People are like a string. When they are always straight, even if they play for a long time, even the best strings will eventually break.

"So, what about your biological father?"

"Who knows except my mother?" Li Youmeng shook her head, leaned her hands on the railing, and said with a smile: "He abandoned my mother, maybe he had forgotten it long ago..."

A few ripples appeared slightly 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 was related to the person I had never met. It was really ridiculous. Even if she was beaten by Wang Wuxin, she wouldn't want me to change my surname."

Related to the name?

Qin Jun was a little puzzled, but he could not guess the profound meaning of it.

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

"Um."

After watching her leave, Qin Wuyao pouted, "Sister Youmeng is so pitiful, brother, you won't comfort anyone at all."

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

Qin Jun turned around and said nothing.

Li Youmeng is very gentle, but she is also very strong.

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

Li Youmeng doesn't need his sympathy.

...

Qin Wuyao was obviously in a bad mood along the way.

It was not as happy as when I came, but I looked depressed.

She was also very upset and wanted Qin Jun to comfort Li Youmeng, but she felt sour in her heart.

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

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

The effort between breathing has turned into ashes.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of array came from the surrounding space, and a black shadow came out and crawled on the ground.

"Ghost Li, one of the twelve holy envoys of the Great Qin Alliance, pays holy lords!"

"What's wrong with what I want you to do?"

“It’s done.”

Gui Li respectfully took out the painted black jade bottle, "This person has been hit and killed, and his soul has been detained in the bottle. What should the Lord deal with it?"

Looking at the soul in the black jade bottle, Qin Jun waved his hand coldly, "Burning the Purgatory Nether Fire with purgatory for 9981 days, burning him to no end! I want to let his soul scatter!"

"Yes!" Gui Li nodded, with a little surprised expression. Qin Jun was so angry, there must be something hidden.

"You get up."

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

"Please give me orders."

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

"yes!"

Gui Li put away his long hair respectfully. He was praised as the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts and was well-versed in countless secret techniques.

It is really nothing to ask him to investigate his personal identity.

"The Holy Lord is now back, and many children in the alliance want to see the Holy Lord's appearance, but I don't know..."

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

"clear."

"Okay, go back. Come over when you summon you in the future."

"yes!"

Gui Li nodded immediately, slowly disappeared into the air, hiding invisible.

A jade ring appeared on Qin Jun’s thumb with his right hand, with a green light shining with a strange stream of light.

A little dragon of jade is hovering over it.

A thick stack of talismans appeared in his hand. If you look closely, you will know that they are twelve different talismans.

There are dozens of pictures in each.

And this is the highest holy talisman of the Great Qin Alliance!

They represent the twelve holy envoys of the Great Qin Alliance. As long as the Qin Lord ignites it, he will come to protect the enemy within a few breaths.

There are some things that he doesn't need to take action on himself.

It would be enough to have these subordinates.

The jade ring flashed through the flowing light, and instantly sucked all these talismans in.

Everything seems to have never happened.

Qin Jun's face was indifferent and pushed the door open and walked in.

The Sumeru ring contains endless space and can store countless things.

And this is also his ring at the time.

...

The next morning, every household was quite lively.

Everyone was entertaining guests in the alley. Qin Jun was carrying a willow branch and dancing a sword in the yard.

The movement is not fast, but every move has a faint light to suck.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Mozi's sword technique." Qin Jun calmed down and spoke calmly.

Qin Wuyao couldn't help laughing, "Did you see too much Qin Shimingyue? You still have Mozi's swordsmanship!"

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

"Okay, OK!"

Qin Wuyao immediately put down the water bowl excitedly and picked up a willow branch in a good manner.

He held the water bowl and bowed in a good manner, "The master is here, and the disciple is polite."

Qin Jun shook his head, and the willow branches were a little tricky and exerted a little force.

She directly tapped Qin Wuyao's wrist, and she screamed in pain, her right hand was even weaker, and the willow branches and water bowl fell at the same time...

"ah……"

Qin Jun waved his hand and the water bowl fell steadily in his hand, not even a drop of water sprinkled out.

"Mozi's sword technique adheres to the Mohist philosophy, loves not attacking, and takes defense as attacking. If ordinary people practice, they can also strengthen their bodies, and there is no big problem with dealing with some little hooligans."

"Wow……"

Qin Wuyao blinked and quickly picked up the willow branches again.

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

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

It seemed as if I hugged her from behind, the more ambiguous the posture was, the more ambiguous it would be.

This time, Qin Wuyao's body suddenly became tense and her pretty face turned even more blushing.

"Hold the sword and cross the enemy."
Chapter completed!