The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 220 It’s Too Late to Regret
Li Muxiu's body trembled slightly, but he just stood there without saying a word.

Li Xiaoran struggled with his arms but failed to break free. He glanced at his second brother and saw extreme sadness in his eyes. He was shocked and became a little more sober.

Seeing Li Tiangang, who was weak and covered in blood, he was stunned and finally hugged his head in dejection and pain.

He knew that his elder brother would never come back.

I have been guarding the Muhe River for these years and have failed many times in my attempts to pass through it. Why?
Isn't it just the hope to bring big brother back home?
But now, there is no going back...

"Ahhh!!"

Li Xiaoran roared to the sky, tears of blood flowing.

Li Muxiu didn't say anything, but just stood there silently like a stone. The wind from outside the pass came, brushed over the three of them, and then flew away lightly.

For a long, long time...

Li Muxiu looked at Li Tiangang, who was still lying in the pit with blood all over his face, and said, "Are you going to lie here forever? If you are not dead, stand up."

Li Tiangang's body trembled slightly, but he slowly sat up and wiped the blood and tears from his face.

He looked at Li Xiaoran, who was sitting beside him as dejected as a stone, and Li Muxiu, who had an expressionless face. He felt sad from the bottom of his heart, but he held it back because he knew that he was still the true dragon of the Li family.

Since you are a real dragon, you must hold up. Everyone can fall down, but the real dragon cannot fall down. This is the responsibility that the real dragon needs to bear.

"I'm going to find Hao'er."

Li Tiangang got up from the ground, and just as he stood up, he staggered for a moment and almost fell. But he quickly circulated his true energy to repair his body.

He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "I will definitely bring Hao'er back and pass on the True Dragon to him. I, Li Tiangang, am incompetent and I am afraid that I will not be able to fulfill the prosperity that my father wants to see. I can only leave it to Hao'er."

Li Xiaoran looked into the distance dejectedly and numbly, his eyes did not change at all, as if he had not heard anything at all.

Li Muxiu had a blank expression on his face. He said, "Now that the Fourth Brother has come out, it's a good time to counterattack the demons from the Dead River outside the country. Don't you plan to go and take charge?"

Li Tiangang looked at him. From the unchanged eyes of his second uncle, he could not tell what he was thinking. He smiled mockingly and said:

"I am not a big deal. I have my fifth brother in charge, and there are two princes. There is also you in the dark... Father is right. I was able to break the law for Qingqing back then. Now, for Haoer, I can do it too!"

"I'm his father, so what if I break the law for him once?"

Li Muxiu's eyes slowly turned and stared at him, with a cold look gradually rising in his eyes: "If you could have such an idea at the beginning, why did it come to this today?"

Li Tiangang felt a pain in his heart and whispered, "Second Uncle, I was so reckless and hurt Hao'er's heart. I also hurt your heart. Please give me a chance to make amends, okay?"

Li Muxiu looked at his humble attitude at the moment, and his eyes, which had previously been filled with emotionless emotions, now showed waves of sadness and pain:

"Your father died here. Can you make up for it?"

Just a few words shocked Li Tiangang's heart, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze.

The death of a heroic spirit is like the scattering of one’s soul. How can we make up for it?

He knew what Li Muxiu meant. If physical death cannot be compensated, then how can the death of the heart be compensated?

When he thought of this, his body began to tremble. He had fought in Yanbei for more than ten years and had never been afraid, but at this moment he felt fear and terror.

Could it be that the mistake he made is irreparable?

"No, Hao'er is my son. Even though I beat him, Dad also beat me. How could I ever hate Dad? We are father and son. He will definitely forgive me..."

Li Tiangang murmured.

"Big brother hits you because he loves you and because you made a mistake. He has high hopes for you. Occasionally hitting you and punishing you will also make other brothers secretly care about you."

The sadness in Li Muxiu's eyes could not be concealed: "But what about Hao'er? He was poisoned. Was it his fault? Have you ever really cared about him? Do you know him? What kind of food does he like to eat? Which street in the city does he like to go to? Do you know?"

"You just want him to shoulder the responsibility of the Li family. Don't you know how heavy a burden this is? When your father decided to make Xiaojiu a true dragon, do you know how helpless he was and how heartbroken he was for Xiaojiu? He didn't sleep well for several months!!"

Li Tiangang was stunned. Father...is he sad that his ninth brother will inherit the true dragon?

"If you really have feelings for Hao'er, why would Hao'er leave? That child will remember any kindness you have shown him!"

"He has seen through you a long time ago. That child is much smarter than you think. You treat him as a child, but you don't know that Hao'er is far better than other children. I treat him like an old friend. How can you despise him and treat him with such paranoia!"

Hearing Li Muxiu's sad and angry words, Li Tiangang's heart trembled, and more and more unspeakable emotions surged in his heart, like a big hand of fear, grasping his heart.

If it were before, he might have thought that Li Muxiu was biased towards the child, but now after everything he had gone through, saving Liangzhou, and the Haotian battle flag flying everywhere, he heard from those monsters that the young man's reputation was no less than that of their generals who had been in the army for many years, and was even better!
At the age of fifteen, he had already reached this level. Even his ninth brother, whom he was most proud of, was completely overshadowed by Li Hao's talent.

Now, even his father who had died in the war a long time ago was so fond of the child that he was even willing to pass on his power to him and asked him to bring Li Hao back. This made him suddenly sober up, and the layer of prejudice that had originally obscured his eyes was torn off by that slap.

At this moment, he finally realized that he was wrong.

He was so obsessed with improving the child's strength that he ignored the child's feelings.

"I, I want to go find him..."

Li Tiangang clenched his fists, his eyes slightly reddened: "He will forgive me. After all, we are father and son. He won't hold a grudge forever..."

"If you really can bear a grudge, maybe you can redeem it. I'm afraid that child may not even bear a grudge against you."

Li Muxiu's eyes were filled with sadness. He said, "You never really took his running away from home seriously, but do you know that he waited for you alone in that yard for fourteen years? What did he get? How many dangers did he encounter after he left the Li family? Whether he nearly died, these are unknown to you and me."

"But he was able to reach this level of cultivation in just one year. Without the fear and pressure of life and death, how could he have transformed so quickly?"

"Do you treat life and death as a joke?"

"Can't you imagine how desperate and angry you must feel when facing life and death? When will you really understand that you have truly lost him?"

With a loud bang, Li Tiangang's mind was struck by lightning and he stood there in a daze. Has he really lost the child?

His pupils contracted slightly, his breathing seemed to stop, and he suddenly shouted: "No, it's impossible, he can't really leave, I can definitely bring him back!" As he spoke, he strode outside.

But Li Muxiu stepped in front of him.

"How do you carry it? By brute force?"

Li Muxiu stared at him intently: "Brother's heroic spirit is still here, so I didn't say these things. I didn't want him to be in despair at the last moment of his departure, but I know the temper of that child. You don't have a chance anymore!"

"Will not!"

Li Tiangang roared at him, his eyes red and blood rolling out: "We are father and son!"

"Father and son? Your father-son relationship is shallow. We just met for the first time more than ten years ago, but it was already broken apart by your slap!"

"Do you know why Hao'er waited for you to come back before attacking that vicious woman? It's because he felt that you were at least on his side. You sacrificed your life to escape from the army and kill the big monster for him when he was a child, and helped him to dissolve his blood and build his foundation. He remembered this kindness in his heart!"

"Although you have sent few letters home and you are far apart, that little bit of warmth has kept Hao'er going until now."

"But you slapped it all away!"

Li Muxiu said sadly: "When I saw Hao'er sending the Demon King's precious blood back to the God General's Mansion, I knew that you two no longer had any feelings for each other. Hao'er, you will never come back..."

Li Tiangang stood there blankly, his whole body cold as if he had been poured with cold water.

It turns out that apart from the blood relationship, the only bond between them as father and son is the gratitude for slaying the demon and donating blood?

His body was shaking and he felt unstable.

He looked at Li Muxiu, with sadness and despair in his eyes: "Second Uncle, what should I do? You don't want to see Hao'er really leave, right? What should I do to make him forgive me?"

Li Muxiu looked at the panic in his eyes. If it were in the past, he would have been filled with anger and wanted to use this as an opportunity to ridicule him harshly, but now, he felt a kind of desolate loneliness.

"The most hurtful thing in the world is not impossible."

"It's that they can do it, but they just don't want to do it."

"With your insight and wisdom, you can obviously handle these things well, but your prejudice and your indifference to Hao'er made you think you were right and chose the most convenient way to educate your child through military training..."

“That’s what hurts the most.”

"Second uncle, stop talking. I know I was wrong. Just tell me how to bring him back?" Li Tiangang said painfully.

Li Muxiu's face was silent.

He said so much, but he still held a tiny hope in his heart, hoping that he could use this to wake Li Tiangang up and make him truly realize his mistake. In this way, there would still be a slim hope of bringing Li Hao back.

"Perhaps, like your father said, only if you really apologize to him, there will be a slight chance."

Li Muxiu murmured softly.

He took a deep breath, looked at Li Tiangang who was full of grief and regret, and said: "But it is hard to say whether you can do it. I don't know whether Hao'er can forgive you. After all, you hurt him too deeply..."

"I understand. I will go find Hao'er, no matter what happens. Even if he draws his sword against me again, I will let him swing at me as long as he is willing to come back!"

Li Tiangang said fiercely.

Seeing that he was so determined, Li Muxiu was silent for a moment. There was only a faint hope in his heart, but more of it was regret.

If we had done this earlier, how could we be here today?

My eldest brother can go home and take a look...

He felt sad and had no mood to talk anymore.

Li Tiangang looked at him, then looked at his fourth uncle Li Xiaoran who was standing next to him with a wooden expression and no reaction. He felt sad. Thinking of his father's last words before he died, he would never let his father die with regrets!
"Dad, I will definitely bring Haoer back and have him visit you at the ancestral temple!"

Li Tiangang knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times towards the place where Li Tianzong had last disappeared.

Afterwards, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up and said to Li Muxiu and Li Xiaoran: "Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle, the matter of the dead river outside the border is now handed over to you. This time, I am afraid that I will fail in my duty. Let me fight for Haoer once!"

As he spoke, he saw that the two were indifferent, and he felt sad, knowing that they were still immersed in the death of their father and were extremely disappointed in himself.

But when he was about to step out, the previously wooden Li Xiaoran suddenly said, "I'll go with you."

Li Tiangang's body trembled, and his eyes became moist again. He gritted his teeth, turned around, bowed deeply, and said:
"Thank you, Fourth Uncle. Tian Gang can go alone. The child is going to the Ji family. The Ji family is an ancient holy clan. It doesn't make sense to have more people. I am Qingqing's husband. Maybe the Ji family can be a little more tolerant for this."

Li Xiaoran ignored him and just stood up.

Li Muxiu said, "Old Four, let him go by himself."

Li Xiaoran paused and looked at him.

"He's right. The Ji family is so powerful that if they want to harm Hao'er, no one can help..."

Li Muxiu's eyes seemed to have become much older, and he whispered: "I hope they will not kill Hao'er because he is their nephew..."

Hearing this, Li Xiaoran glanced at the knife in his hand and lowered his head in silence.

Li Tiangang's heart trembled, he heard from his wife that the Ji family had extremely strict rules that prohibited intermarriage with outsiders. His marriage with Qingqing was a violation of the Ji family's taboo. Now that the child was in the Ji family, he was afraid that he would be in great danger.

He didn't bother to say anything else and immediately said, "Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle, wait for me to bring Hao'er back!"

After saying that, he turned around and flew out, turning into a ray of golden light and rushing towards the Great Desolate Sky in the distance outside the pass.

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(End of this chapter)