Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

No one saw how Jiang Fengyue made her move.

Therefore, no one can escape this blow.

A flash of light, faster than lightning, and the blade was already embedded in Long Xiaoyun's throat.

Long Xiaoyun's facial muscles twitched, filled with doubt and terror. He wanted to look down; he couldn't believe he would die like this.

As he fell, he finally remembered who Li Tanhua was.

Li Xunhuan.

This was the name his father often mentioned, the name of his father's sworn brother, the name that saddened his mother in the middle of the night, and the name of his mother's former lover.

Before he died, Long Xiaoyun did not look at Jiang Fengyue, who killed him, but stared straight at Li Xunhuan, his resentment evident in his eyes.

His lips were still trembling slightly. Although he could no longer speak, he seemed to be repeating two words.

"I hate...I hate..."

Long Xiaoyun died with her eyes open, her head tilted to the side, and then she fell silent.

Ba Ying rushed to Long Xiaoyun's body and shouted, "Xiaoyun!"

He shook Long Xiaoyun's body violently, but received no response.

Li Xunhuan said, "Young Master Jiang, I didn't expect you to be so quick at killing people with your flying dagger."

Jiang Fengyue touched his nose and said, "It's all about practice."

He couldn't help feeling guilty, since he had never practiced throwing knives before and had only learned this move a day ago.

Li Xunhuan saw the look in Long Xiaoyun's eyes before she died, and frowned slightly, puzzled.

He sighed and shook his head slightly, saying, "May I be reborn into a better family in my next life, and never be this arrogant and domineering again."

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of parents could raise such a vicious child. Were the child's parents also utterly wicked?

He got the answer quickly.

Qin Xiaoyi was initially furious, but upon Long Xiaoyun's death, he instead smiled sinisterly.

It was only because he had just heard the name Li Tanhua.

Qin Xiaoyi slowly spoke, "May I ask if this Scholar Li is the same Scholar Li Xunhuan, whose family produced seven Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations), including three of his sons who achieved the highest rank?"

Li Xunhuan said, "Qin Xiaoyi, it's only been ten years, and you don't recognize me anymore?"

He frowned and said again, "With the Iron-Blooded Hero Qin here, it's no wonder this child dares to kill people so casually. With Hero Qin backing him up, who is there that he can't kill?"

Qin Xiaoyi sneered, "The number of people I've killed is probably less than half of what Brother Li has killed."

Li Xunhuan said, "Hero Qin, there's no need to be so modest. If I kill someone, I'm just ruthless and vicious. But if you, Hero Qin, kill someone, then you're acting on behalf of Heaven. If this child succeeds today, and word gets out to the martial world, people will surely say that you and he have rid the martial world of several scourges."

Faced with Li Xunhuan's sarcasm, Qin Xiaoyi not only did not get angry, but her sinister smile became even more pronounced.

Qin Xiaoyi shouted, "If you knew who this child is, you would regret lending out the flying knife today for the rest of your life!"

Li Xunhuan said coldly, "No matter what this child's identity is, if he did something wrong and killed an innocent person, he should be punished. If I have any regrets, I only regret not doing it myself."

Qin Xiaoyi burst into laughter, as if she were listening to the funniest joke in the world.

He laughed for a while, then slowly said, "Do you know whose son he is?"

Li Xunhuan frowned and said, "I don't know."

Ba Ying, who was standing next to Long Xiaoyun's body, slowly stood up.

Ba Ying sighed deeply, looked at Li Xunhuan with pity, and said, "He is the eldest son of Master Long Xiaoyun, the Fourth Master of the Dragon Clan, named Long Xiaoyun."

In an instant, Li Xunhuan seemed to have been struck by lightning, his very soul shattered.

He rushed over to examine Long Xiaoyun's body. Sure enough, Long Xiaoyun's features were very similar to those of his sworn brother, Long Xiaoyun.

He slumped down, his sharp eyes now ashen, the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitching incessantly, and cold sweat trickling down his forehead to the corners of his mouth.

Tie Chuanjia could no longer stand, and looking at Li Xunhuan, his face turned pale.

He was the one who knew the relationship between Li Xunhuan, Long Xiaoyun, and Lin Shiyin best. Today, Li Xunhuan watched helplessly as his brother's son was killed, and one can only imagine the depth of his grief.

Ba Ying sighed, "No one expected this to happen. Young Master Yun is young and impetuous, and he did something foolish in a moment of weakness."

Mr. Mei, clutching his aching thigh, got up and said, "Does being quick-tempered mean you have to kill someone?"

Ba Ying ignored him and continued to mutter to himself, "Master Long only has this one son, and he's a martial arts prodigy, which is why he's been spoiled. If Master Long and his wife knew that their son died here, I wonder how heartbroken they would be."

He kept adding fuel to the fire, as if he wouldn't be satisfied until he drove Li Xunhuan mad.

Li Xunhuan was indeed going crazy. He recalled Lin Shiyin, the plum blossoms in Li Garden, and Lin Shiyin's smile, which was even more beautiful than the plum blossoms.

He recalled that ten years ago, when he almost died at the hands of Bu Ba, the most notorious of the "Three Fiends Beyond the Pass," it was Long Xiaoyun who saved his life with a silver spear.

From then on, Long Xiaoyun not only became his benefactor, but also his best friend.

Later, Long Xiaoyun fell ill with lovesickness, and the object of his longing was none other than his lover, Lin Shiyin.

Unable to bear seeing his benefactor die of lovesickness, he offered his fiancée to take care of Long Xiaoyun, which created the opportunity for Long Xiaoyun and Lin Shiyin to become close.

Later, he indulged in a life of debauchery, and Lin Shiyin was finally heartbroken, choosing the deeply devoted Long Xiaoyun instead.

Li Xunhuan then gave his home to Lin Shiyin as her dowry and left for the borderlands, determined never to see Lin Shiyin again.

But now, he watched helplessly as their son died.

He stared at the throwing knife stuck in Long Xiaoyun's throat, a weapon he himself had lent out, which had been used to kill the son of his benefactor.

Jiang Fengyue walked to Li Xunhuan's side.

Li Xunhuan choked up and said, "I don't blame you."

He dared not look at Jiang Fengyue, because Jiang Fengyue was also his savior.

Jiang Fengyue felt no guilt whatsoever, coldly saying, "I don't blame myself either. I don't need a reason to save people, but I must have a reason to kill. Long Xiaoyun murdered innocent people and attacked them from the shadows. No matter whose son he is, I will make sure he dies by my hand."

Li Xunhuan stared blankly at Jiang Fengyue, as if he hadn't expected him to say those words.

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "Li Tanhua, you can't erase Long Xiaoyun's past sins just because he's your brother's son. Even if a hundred people like him died, it wouldn't be worth your grief."

He said this about Li Xunhuan because he felt that Li Xunhuan was someone whose emotions would override his reason.

Li Xunhuan stood up and murmured, "It's my fault...it's all my fault..."

He swallowed his tears, turned to look at Ba Ying, and slowly said, "Where is Master Long? I need to see him."