Three months have passed since the Great War, and both Earth and the Demonic Kingdom have experienced a rare period of peace.
However, Li Xiu, who had fought with Li Boyang, seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth and was never seen again.
Because Changshengtian was leaderless, several powerful gods finally temporarily formed the Changsheng Hall Council to make important decisions for Changshengtian by voting.
Although no new president was elected, a position for a saint was established, with Li Qingyi serving as the first saint.
"Sister, do you think Li Xiu can come back?" Han Sanpao asked Han Minghui who was making tea.
"Do you want him to come back?" Han Minghui said without raising her head while making tea.
"Of course not. If he doesn't come back, our Han family is now one of the giants in Changshengtian. If he comes back, we will be inferior to others like before." Seeing that Han Minghui didn't say anything, Han Sanpao continued, "I don't think he will come back. The president is just unlucky, otherwise he would have died. Although he is not dead now, he must have suffered extremely serious injuries and it will be difficult for him to recover. Otherwise, why didn't he return to Changshengtian to recuperate."
"Do you really think that the president lost because he had bad luck?" Han Minghui put the brewed tea to her lips and tasted it, then put down the teacup and said lightly.
"Isn't it? Li Xiu himself had the problem of being too arrogant. If the president hadn't made a mistake in the end, Li Xiu would have been the one to die." Han Sanpao said.
"You are still too young. If you want to be useful in the future, you need to think more and talk less," said Han Minghui.
"I just don't understand, what did I say wrong?" Han Sanpao said unconvinced.
Han Minghui put a cup of tea in front of Han Sanpao and said calmly: "Li Xiu could have killed him but didn't, not because he was arrogant, but because anyone could have killed the president but he couldn't."
"Why can't he be killed?" Han Sanpao still didn't understand.
"What is the relationship between Li Qingyi and Li Xiu? What is the relationship between Li Ming'er and Li Xiu? What is the relationship between Xiao Bu'er and Li Xiu? They are all the president's daughters. If Li Xiu kills the president himself, how will he get along with them in the future?" Han Minghui said.
"To risk your life for this, isn't that unlikely?" Han Sanpao didn't quite believe Han Minghui's judgment.
"When did he take a risk?" Han Minghui rolled her eyes at her brother's stupidity. "From the beginning to the end, did the president really threaten Li Xiu? As for the cosmic coin, you have to know that it originally belonged to Li Xiu. Do you really think the president's death was an accident?"
"You mean... the president was schemed by Li Xiu..." Han Sanpao was interrupted by Han Minghui before he could finish his words.
"There are some words that you have to pretend you haven't heard. You can only think about them but not say them. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, not only will you die, but the Han family will also be buried with you. I tell you this because I'm afraid that you won't know the seriousness of the matter and talk nonsense outside. Do you understand?" Han Minghui said seriously.
"Sister, don't worry. I won't let anyone know even if I keep this to myself." Han Minghui couldn't help but ask, "Li Xiuzhen is so powerful, why doesn't he come back?"
"What difference does it make to him whether he comes back or not? In your and my opinion, Changshengtian is the foundation and the lifeline, but to a person like that, Changshengtian means nothing! If he wants, the whole world is his." Han Minghui actually cursed.
After this battle, Li Xiu was almost deified, but humans had very complicated feelings towards him.
If Li Xiu had sacrificed himself to save the whole world at that time, he would undoubtedly be the real God.
However, Li Xiu did not choose to sacrifice himself to save the world. Although he finally defeated Li Boyang and saved the world from destruction, it also had flaws. Those who lost their families or were hurt in the disaster were not so grateful to Li Xiu.
Only the dead are heroes, and the living are just a person, and people will criticize them.
Some people regard Li Xiu as a savior, while others think that Li Xiu is selfish and not so perfect.
But no matter who they are, they all know that Li Xiu is now the undisputed strongest person in the world.
In an old house in a small town, Li Xiu was lying on a lounge chair by the pool, basking in the sun with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a familiar voice said, "Boss, are you there?"
"The door is not locked." Li Xiu said softly, with no intention of getting up from the rocking chair.
Jiuxiaoyun pushed the door open holding Zai Zai in his arms, followed by Chu Jun, Sha Chu, Sha Lai, the Afei Ye siblings, and Jing Li.
The bandit was also holding a little girl's hand, and the little girl was naturally walking in small steps.
"I knew you were here. You've been resting for so long. Isn't it time to go back?" Chu Jun said with a smile.
Li Xiu sat up and said with a smile: "Go back? Where to go? This is my home."
"Even if you don't want to go back to Changshengtian, you should go back to the City of Light, right?" Chu Jun and others were all stunned, and Chu Jun said.
"Having you in the City of Light is enough. I want to stay at home quietly and don't want to go anywhere." Li Xiu shook his head and said.
Chu Jun wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jing Li: "The chief has his reasons."
"Why talk about those boring things? Today I will show you my skills. We won't go home until we are drunk. What do you want to eat, sir?" Jiu Xiaoyun said.
"Barbecue." Li Xiu replied with a smile.
"Okay, this is my specialty. I'll go get some good meat first." Jiu Xiaoyun said as he handed Zai Zai to Li Xiu.
Li Xiu took Zai Zai in his arms, looking at her tender pink face and twinkling eyes as bright as stars, he seemed to feel much better.
Jiuxiaoyun went to prepare the meat, and the others also found something to do, some helped to clean the yard, some prepared snacks, and some helped to clean up.
Xiao Bu'er was happily fiddling with the charcoal stove to make a fire, and his hands and face were covered with ash, making him look like a little cat.
"Jing Li, how is your sword training going?" Li Xiu asked with a smile when he saw Jing Li standing aside.
"I have understood something, but it is far from enough. I am far worse than you." Jing Li said.
"As for knife skills, just practice casually. When you have time, go out often and meet the people you like." Li Xiu said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll make a note of that." Jing Li nodded, but looked at Li Xiu with some doubt and asked, "Captain, have you recovered from your injury?"
"Some injuries have healed, but some may never heal. It's not a big deal." Li Xiu said indifferently.
"Whatever medical treatment items you need, I'll find a way." Jing Li said.
Li Xiu stretched out his finger, pointed at his head, and said with a smile: "There is nothing that can cure the injury in this place, but it doesn't matter, I don't need it now."
"Is there really no way?" Jing Li was not as open-minded as Li Xiu, and said with a frown.
"The spiritual consciousness is running at super-negative core speed, which exceeds the carrying capacity of the body and brain. It is impossible to recover." Li Xiu said with a smile.
Although the other people in the yard were doing their own things, they were all listening to the conversation between Li Xiu and Jing Li. When they heard what Li Xiu said, many of them paused.
"Is the impact big?" Jing Li asked again.
"It's not too big, it's just that my memory has become worse and my control ability has weakened. This is normal. People will be like this when they get older." Li Xiu said indifferently.
Jing Li's face changed slightly when he heard this. Li Xiu said it easily, but he knew what it meant for his memory and control to deteriorate. But this time, Jing Li didn't say anything.
No one else asked Li Xiu about his injury. They just talked about the past. Everyone chatted and laughed, and the meal lasted until late at night.
Jiuxiaoyun got a lot of fireworks from somewhere and set them off in the yard. Xiaobuer and Ye Xiyuan had a lot of fun.
While eating, Jiu Xiaoyun and others saw that Li Xiu was unable to pick up the food in one go several times when picking it up with chopsticks. They felt sad, but no one showed it.
"City Lord, there are many magic equipment control techniques that I don't quite understand. Can I stay here and ask you for advice?" Ye Xiyuan was too young after all, and he was the first to speak impatiently.
"Xiao Xixi, you are still young and can learn magic equipment technology at any time. I, your sister, am already old. If I don't practice well, it will be too late. Don't you think so, General?" Sha Chu said with a charming smile.
"If the beautiful lady wants to stay, then I want to stay and learn something too." Chu Jun said.
"Okay, you all go back. I want to spend some quiet time alone." Li Xiu interrupted them.
Before they could say anything else, Li Xiu said to Jiu Xiaoyun, "I'll have to trouble you to take care of Zai Zai for a while."
"Li Ming'er likes Zi Zi very much and she always keeps Zi Zi with her. If I don't take Zi Zi back, she will definitely kill me..." Jiu Xiaoyun hesitated.
"If she is willing, let her take Zai Zai with her. If one day she doesn't want to take Zai Zai with her, we have to find a place for Zai Zai to go." Li Xiu said.
"Don't worry about this. As long as I am here, Zai Zai will definitely have someone to rely on." Jiu Xiaoyun said confidently.
"That's good." Li Xiu nodded and waved to Xiao Bu'er: "Xiao Bu'er, go back to the City of Light first. I'll come to see you later."
"You said you would never leave me again." Xiao Bu'er refused to go over and questioned while biting her lip.
"We're not separating. I'm just a little tired and want to rest for a while. I'll pick you up when I've rested enough." Li Xiu said with a smile.
"You said it, we can't go back on our word. Let's make a pinky promise." Xiao Buer walked up to Li Xiu, stretched out his little finger, his little face full of seriousness.
"Okay, let's pinky promise." Li Xiu also stretched out his little finger and hooked it with Xiao Bu'er's fingers.
When everyone left, Ah Fei stood there without moving.
"You should go back too." Li Xiu said to the Fei.
"I won't leave. You need someone to take care of you." The only one who dared to say it so bluntly in front of Li Xiu was A Fei.
"Aren't you going to take revenge?" Li Xiu asked with a smile.
"I won't take revenge. I already know who that God is. He's dead. I have nowhere to go, so I can only stay with you." said the bandit.
Li Xiu looked at Ah Fei's eyes and knew that it was useless for him to say anything more, so he didn't say anything else.
After Chu Jun and the others left, Ah Fei was packing up his things in the yard. Li Xiu looked outside and said, "Since you're all here, what are you doing standing outside?"
"Ahem, I'm old now and don't want to deal with so many things. I just wanted to take a look outside and leave." Ximen Guan walked in with a light cough.
"It looks like you're in a very bad condition." Ximen Guan walked up to Li Xiu, looked him up and said.
"The damage to my spiritual consciousness is very serious, and it affects all aspects. My memory and control ability will become worse and worse." Li Xiu said it lightly, but Ximen Guan frowned when he heard it.
"Can the magic suit still be activated?" asked Ximen Guan.
"General magic suits are still okay now, but the one like Huamei's is probably not." Li Xiu said indifferently: "It won't be needed in the future. The remains of Huamei's magic suit are in the house. You can take it back. Maybe it can be of some use."
"Come back with me. I'm currently researching spiritual matters. I'll always find a way." Ximen Guan said.
Li Xiu shook his head: "Actually, those things really don't matter to me. Whether I can recover or not is not important at all. I just want to wait for my sister here. If she comes back one day, I hope she can find me at any time."
"I understand. My research will continue. When I can help you in the future, you have to come back with me." Ximen Guan said stubbornly.
"Okay." Li Xiu nodded with a smile.
"Also, Li Qingyi and Li Ming'er actually want to come, but they don't know how to face you." Ximen Guan said thoughtfully.
"I know, I made things difficult for them." Li Xiu sighed.
"You've already given Li Boyang a chance, but he asked for it..." Ximen Guan said angrily, "It would have been fine if he asked for it, but he's still causing trouble for others after his death. It's a pity for those two girls, they were such good kids."
"Although Li Boyang didn't say it, I know that he actually had the chance to kill me and take the gold coins, and use the energy of this world to forge cosmic coins. It's just because of Qing Yi and Ming'er, so he didn't take that path." Li Xiu said.
"Forget it, this kind of thing is hard to explain. You should solve your own problems. I just want to say that Li Boyang was not killed by you personally. There is no need to delay you because of this matter. Let's stop talking nonsense. I'm leaving." Ximen Guan said and was about to leave.
"Old official." Li Xiu called softly.
Ximen Guan stopped walking but did not turn around. He asked impatiently, "What are you doing? You don't know how to respect the elderly at all."
"Please help me keep an eye on Qingyi and Ming'er." Li Xiu said.
"Are you annoying? Don't bother others with your own affairs." Ximen Guan said and walked out of the door without looking back.
"Eighth Master, please stop standing outside in the wind." Li Xiu said lightly.
The Eighth Master smiled and pushed the door open and walked into the yard: "Fourth Brother, please don't call me that. It seems strange. Just call me Old Five."
Li Xiu smiled and said, "You came at the right time. I was just looking for you to do a fortune telling."
Mr. Ba brought a cup of tea and placed it next to Li Xiu, then said with a smile, "You write and I'll test."
Li Xiu reached out and dipped his hand in the tea, then wrote the word "Ling" on the table.
When Mr. Ba saw that although Li Xiu's writing of the word "Ling" was full of charm, the strokes were obviously not smooth, he knew that Li Xiu's situation was not optimistic.
"Fourth brother, what do you want to test?" asked the Eighth Master.
"To predict a person's fortune." Li Xiu said.
The Eighth Master looked at the word "ling" on the table, and after a while he suddenly said, "Fourth Brother, I know who you want to ask, but I can't guess this word."
"That's unforeseen." Li Xiu nodded.
Mr. Ba wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and stood up to leave. However, after a few words, Mr. Ba turned around and sat back next to Li Xiu, saying with a sad face, "I'm going to let myself go for once. I have to test this word."
As he spoke, Master Ba also took a sip of tea and wrote on the table: "There is a fire under the mountain..."
He had just said one sentence and had just started writing the word "mountain" when blood started to flow from the corners of his eyes.
However, Mr. Ba had no intention of stopping and continued writing with gritted teeth.
Holding Ba Ye's hand with one hand, Li Xiu said with a smile: "No need to test, leave me some thoughts."
The Eighth Master smiled bitterly and shook his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes, stood up and said: "Good luck will come to you, don't worry too much."
"Of course." Li Xiu smiled happily.
Time is like memories. When we look back, youth has become a beautiful memory that can only be recalled in a cup.
Seven or eight years have passed since the War of Time, and human society has long since returned to normal. The forces of magic outfitters led by Space City and White Night City and the forces of trialists led by Changshengtian have each occupied half of the world. More and more outstanding trialists and magic outfitters have emerged, and the times have risen and fallen like the tides. The name of God seems to have become a memory frozen in history.
A group of teenagers are playing football on a roadside field. They are not just playing, this is also a trial project in many trial fields. Now many teenagers will choose some sports to learn and prepare for the future trials in the trial fields.
"Can you play a game with me?" A teenager was accidentally injured, leaving one person on the field, and a young man who was sitting on a bench watching the game nearby asked.
The group of teenagers had already noticed the young man. It wasn't because the young man was so conspicuous, but because next to him stood a woman with a scar on her face who looked very fierce.
"Can you play football?" the captain of the injured teenager's team asked Li Xiu.
"I've played it before, but not for many years, so I'm not very good at it," Li Xiu replied.
"Okay, then you can replace Zhao He." said the captain.
Li Xiu nodded, stood up and walked over, took the jersey handed to him by the injured boy, and put it on himself.
Soon, the teenagers discovered that this young man looked strong, but his football skills were terrible. He couldn't catch the ball steadily, his passes were inaccurate, and his shooting was terrible. Once, the captain deceived the goalkeeper and passed the ball to him, and he was facing an empty goal in front of him, but he just missed the goal.
All the members of this team were very depressed. The captain was thinking about what to say so that the older brother would not get his self-esteem hurt, but suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.
The captain turned around and looked, his eyes widened immediately, full of disbelief and surprise: "You...you are the best swordsman in the world...Jing..."
The man raised his finger to the captain, made a silent gesture, and then said gently: "Can you please let me play football for you?"
"Of... course..." The captain immediately took off his jersey and handed it to Jing Li in front of him with trembling hands. He felt like he was dreaming.
The strongest swordsman in the world would actually appear here and play football for him.
This is Jing Li, the invincible swordsman. No one can stop him from striking a second time.
The captain was a little puzzled as to why the other team members did not come over when Jing Li was here. Many of them regarded Jing Li as their idol.
"Are they all so happy that they're silly?" The captain turned to look at his guys. He was silly upon seeing them.
“The Magic Sword Con Man… Ye Yuzhen, the God Summoner… Ye Xiyuan, the Frost Leaf Goddess… Chu Jun, the Lord of Light… Sha Chu, the Witch… Sha Lai, the King of Killers… Guan Jinghao, the Lord of Space City…” The captain was like a fool who saw a sky full of gods. He stood there trembling, with names shining like the sun flashing through his mind one after another.
Anyone here can shake the world three times with just a stomp of their feet. They are all people who have been able to call the wind and rain in the world over the years. In their eyes, these people are like gods. Not to mention talking face to face, even just looking at them from afar is enough to brag in front of their friends for a whole year.
But such terrifying existences appeared one by one on the football field at this time, talking to the teenagers on the football field, making them almost think they were in a dream.
After a while, all the teenagers on the field were replaced, and they looked at those people stupidly when they entered the field.
Some of these people are good, some are evil, and some are even enemies. It is a mystery that no one would believe it if you told others that they would play football on the same field.
"This is not even playing football... These people... These people can just kick the earth to pieces..." A young man couldn't help but groan and scream out.
The boys then woke up from their dream and started shouting, calling out those people's names.
"Let's go." Jing Li kicked off again and said to Li Xiu next to him.
"Come on, come over here." Shalai shouted from the opposite side.
The teenagers were so excited that they wanted to scream at the top of their lungs. However, when the game actually started, they found out that this was not a football game at all, but just a sparring match.
Those who were famous all over the world, admired by thousands of people, feared like tigers and able to stop children from crying, or were like kings in the eyes of the world, were all feeding the ball to the young man who came on the court first.
Watching the young man bring the ball to the front of the goal again and again, but kicking the ball away again and again, those terrifying god-like figures delivered the ball to the young man's feet again and again.
Until the young man kicked the ball into the goal, everyone, whether friend or foe, came forward to hug him in celebration, lifted him up and threw him high into the sky.
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