Volume 16: The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword (Part 1) Chapter 363: The Hero of Ninja
Su Weiyun raised his hand and swung his sword, chopping off Long Xiaoyun's head.
The atmosphere in the whole venue suddenly froze.
Only one person was boiling.
It’s Lin Shiyin.
She watched helplessly as her own son was beheaded right before her eyes, the blood in her body almost rushing to her head!
"Demon! Give me back my son!!"
Lin Shiyin strode forward, grabbed Su Weiyun's clothes tightly and pulled them endlessly. She kept hitting Su Weiyun's face and head with her hands.
"You are a monster!!! Give me back my son..."
But Su Weiyun simply used his hand as a knife, made a light stroke, cut off the sleeve, and then retreated to a distance.
Fire was about to burst from Long Xiaoyun's eyes. The surprise, anger, hatred, and resentment in his eyes were almost beyond description.
But he held back and didn't move.
There was an indescribable surprise in Li Xunhuan's eyes. He never thought that Su Weiyun would kill Long Xiaoyun with a single sword.
Only the coachman was laughing. He thought Long Xiaoyun deserved to die.
Everyone just said that Long Xiaoyun was still a child, but they didn't know that this vicious child had the blood of many people on his hands.
But he didn't say anything, because speaking at this time would only arouse public anger.
Su Weiyun spoke up: "I asked you twice whether I should be in charge of my apprentice's affairs. You all agreed, so I have no choice but to take action on behalf of his parents."
He had two swords hanging on his waist, and he looked calm and composed.
Lin Shiyin was still cursing, her voice already hoarse: "He is a demon, kill him quickly! You guys who claim to be heroes of justice, are you going to watch this murderous demon get away with it?"
Su Weiyun sighed: "If you could say something like this once when Long Xiaoyun was killing someone, there wouldn't be such a tragic situation today."
Although he could understand Lin Shiyin's feelings as a mother, he did not feel very sympathetic towards her.
Lin Shiyin suddenly stared at Li Xunhuan, and then after a moment, she immediately shifted her gaze to Long Xiaoyun.
She spoke word by word, and every word seemed to drip blood: "Long Xiaoyun, your son was killed, and you dare not even make a sound?!"
Long Xiaoyun's hands were empty. He neither held the silver spear nor had any other weapons.
Everyone looked at him.
Long Xiaoyun's expression changed, as if he had gone through four seasons at once, from spring to summer, and from summer to winter.
"Shiyin, Yun'er has been spoiled by you. Even if Li Xunhuan and Su Weiyun don't kill him today, I will kill him to prevent him from coming back to this world!"
After Long Xiaoyun sighed, he actually said these words slowly.
Everyone present was stunned.
——From now on, no one will be able to say that Su Weiyun is wrong.
His son was killed and the father didn’t say anything, so what else can they say?
Lin Shiyin stared at him blankly, looking at the heavy snow outside the house, as if she had never known this person.
"Okay, you're good."
After she said this, she held back her tears, held Long Xiaoyun's body and head in her arms, and walked towards the backyard.
Zhao Zhengyi finally coughed and said, "Once a teacher, always a father. Both fathers were afraid that Young Master Long would cause great disaster to the martial arts world in the future, so they reluctantly killed their beloved. Their demeanor and integrity really make me admire them!"
Seeing this, everyone started to speak flattering words, even including a few people who had tried to please Long Xiaoyun before.
For them, it doesn't matter as long as the person killed is not their own son.
The fire burned brighter.
Li Xunhuan and his coachman felt even colder. They could no longer bear to watch this farce, so they bowed and said goodbye and left "Xingyun Manor".
…
night.
The snow is still falling, but Xingyun Manor is still brightly lit.
Long Xiaoyun was actually holding a banquet.
When his own son died, he not only did not lose his appetite, but instead ate and drank lavishly, set up a banquet, and entertained guests from all over the world.
Long Xiaoyun sat in the main seat and said, "Although my son was beheaded today, I have received news that Master Tian Qi from Luoyang Prefecture and the high monks from Shaolin Temple are coming soon. Moreover, with the help of a hidden master like Young Master Su, the capture of the Plum Blossom Thief is just around the corner!"
"Compared to eliminating the great evil of the martial arts world, the Plum Blossom Bandits, what does my family's little matter matter?"
Everyone praised him, saying that Long Xiaoyun was truly a hero, a real man, who could take on responsibilities and let go of things.
Long Xiaoyun added: "I also want to thank Young Master Su Weiyun. He killed the evildoer for me and saved me a lot of trouble!"
He raised his glass, drank the wine in it, and laughed: "I have wanted to kill that evil boy for a long time. He always makes trouble and causes troubles. However, I couldn't do it because of his mother's face. Fortunately, I met the famous teacher Su Shaoxia. I will never forget that green sword energy!"
Su Weiyun looked at him, not knowing whether to smile or mock, and said calmly: "It's great that Master Long is so wise and considerate of the martial arts world ."
He slowly stood up, raised his glass, and said, "I also toast to Master Long. If Master Long has another son in the future, I will definitely accept him as my disciple and teach him martial arts!"
"Hahahahahaha, thanks for the good words, Young Master Su. I..."
At this time, a person suddenly walked in from outside the hall and whispered a few words into Long Xiaoyun's ear.
Long Xiaoyun's expression became a little subtle, and he said, "Oh? It seems that Young Master Su is blessed today."
Su Weiyun asked: "Where do I start?"
Long Xiaoyun said, "Miss Lin Xian'er from the Lengxiang Cottage in the backyard wants to meet Young Master Su. I wonder if Young Master Su would be willing to show his favor?"
Su Weiyun said: "How can I not go when a beautiful woman makes an appointment with me?"
Long Xiaoyun said: "Then we will wait here for the Shaolin monk to come, young man, you can go to the backyard."
Su Weiyun didn't stop, bowed, and walked out.
Long Xiaoyun stared at his receding back, turned his back, gritted his teeth, and almost crushed the cup in his hand.
Finally he sat down again, smiling and warmly entertaining everyone.
Now is not the time for him to take action!
…
Lengxiang Cottage.
Cold fragrance refers to the fragrance of plum blossoms.
The back garden was filled with plum blossoms, the fragrance was refreshing and invigorating.
The lights are bright in the tall buildings.
A faint white figure stood in the room, moving around from time to time, as if waiting for someone.
boom!
In the silent plum forest, a black figure rushed towards him.
This man was unusually tall and was coming at an incredibly fast speed. When he was still two or three feet away, a faint and sharp gust of wind was already blowing towards him.
Su Weiyun was neither hurried nor anxious. He suddenly hung upside down and used the "Spring Swallow Returning to the Nest" move, floating up as if he was not exerting any effort at all.
The man's palm strike, which was ready to strike, missed.
Su Weiyun suddenly lowered his body again, pressed forward with his legs, and using the "Thousand-Jin Weight" skill, his feet immediately stepped on the shoulders of the person who came.
These two moves were not particularly brilliant, but they were light and heavy, agile and clumsy, and very few people could change them so quickly and swiftly.
Bang!
The man knelt on his knees, and there was a loud bang, and large flakes of snow were raised!
