My All-Heavens Chat Group-Chapter 488 - 11 Sacrifice of Sun Wukong_2

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Lover of Beast Milk: "Eeek, no need to be polite!"

Little Dragon Lady Who Hangs Silk and Sleeps: "Scumbag!"

Lover of Beast Milk: "???"

Ye Tiandi: "What’s the situation? I’m curious!"

Demon Queen: "Hey, Little Dot is taking action herself, huh? And here I was, about to send you a fatty!"

Soul Hall Saint Girl: "Little Sister Dragon wasn’t scolding Little Dot, she was scolding the newcomer, Little Li Flying Dagger!"

Huashan Sect Master: "Shocking! What’s so good about Little Li Flying Dagger that as soon as he joins the group, he has wronged Miss Long?"

Ye Tiandi: "Elder Yue, you’ve gone bad!"

Demon Gate Yinhou: "The newcomer is indeed a scumbag!"

Soul Hall Saint Girl: "Scumbag!"

Cloud Mist Sect Master: "Scumbag!"

Empress of Huan Yin Sect: "Scumbag!"

At this moment, everyone had finished watching the newcomer video sent by Dog Son.

Lecherous Immortal from Toad Mountain: "Wow, Brother Li, this friend of yours, I, the Toad Mountain Immortal, am thoroughly impressed!"

Ye Tiandi: "Tie Dan Divine Marquis: ’I just love this kind of brotherhood!’" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Tie Dan Divine Marquis: "..."

The Tie Dan God Marquis Zhu Wushi, who was about to speak, became an inadvertent victim of friendly fire. There was no helping it, since he was the man who stole his brother’s fiancée. Whereas Li Xunhuan was the man who gave his fiancée to his brother. He could never escape the stain of having taken his brother’s woman in this lifetime.

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「World of Little Li Flying Dagger.」

On a broad thoroughfare.

The cold wind was like a knife, using the earth as a chopping block, treating all living beings as fish on the board. Thousands of miles of flying snow, turning the sky into a melting furnace, dissolving everything into silver. The snow was about to stop, but the wind had not yet settled. A carriage came from the north, its rolling wheels crushing the snow on the ground, but unable to crush the loneliness between heaven and earth.

Li Xunhuan yawned, stretching his long legs as much as possible on the soft mink fur. Though the carriage was warm and comfortable, the journey had been far too long and lonely. He felt not only tired but also disgusted. Loneliness was what he detested most in life, yet he often kept company with it. Life itself was full of contradictions, and no one could do anything about it.

Li Xunhuan sighed, reaching into a corner for a bottle of wine. He coughed loudly as he took big gulps of the wine, and the non-stop coughing brought a sickly flush to his pale face. It was as if the flames of Hell were burning his body and soul. Once the wine bottle was empty, he took a small knife and started carving a figure. The blade was thin and sharp, his fingers long and strong. It was a figure of a woman, and under his skilled hands, its contours and lines became soft and graceful, almost seeming alive. He had not only bestowed upon her captivating lines but also life and a soul, for his own life and soul had quietly slipped away under the edge of the knife.

He was no longer young. Wrinkles lined the corners of his eyes, each one filled with the worries and misfortunes of his life, but his eyes themselves were still young. They were strangely vibrant eyes, as if greenish-blue, like willow branches in the spring breeze, tender and agile, or like the seawater under the summer sun, brimming with cheerful vigor. Perhaps it was those eyes that had kept him alive until now.

Suddenly, his hand holding the knife paused, and he was taken aback. His consciousness had arrived at a place called a chat group. Through the files in the chat group, he knew he had encountered a spiritual encounter. But when he saw the file Dog Son sent, his whole body could not help but tremble.

COUGH COUGH.

With surging emotions, he began to cough violently, spitting out blood.

"Shiyin..." Li Xunhuan whispered softly.

Through Dog Son’s file, he now knew that his sworn brother, Long Xiaoyun, was actually a despicable person. He met Long Xiaoyun because Long Xiaoyun had saved his life. Therefore, they became brothers sworn eight times over. However, the crisis back then was orchestrated by Long Xiaoyun himself. In order to lay claim to Li Xunhuan’s fiancée, Lin ShyYin, and his family property, Long Xiaoyun intentionally took advantage of Li Xunhuan’s character of valuing love and righteousness. Pretending not to know that Lin ShyYin was Li Xunhuan’s fiancée, Long Xiaoyun took the opportunity to tell Li Xunhuan about his love for Lin ShyYin and pretended to be so lovesick that it was life-threatening, begging Li Xunhuan to marry Lin ShyYin to him. Li Xunhuan, valuing love and righteousness, seeing his sworn brother in such a state, how could he let him die? So, he gave Lin ShyYin, the woman he loved, to Long Xiaoyun, and even gave his ancestral home, Li Yuan, and all his property as a dowry to Long Xiaoyun.

At this moment, Li Xunhuan felt he was a fool.

Little Li Flying Dagger, whose shots never missed the mark. Yet I couldn’t even protect my own woman, was schemed against, and personally gave her away.

"I really am a bastard!"

"Scumbag!"

Li Xunhuan, looking at the people in the chat group cursing him, felt not a hint of anger, only that their words were far too kind.

Long Xiaoyun! Li Xunhuan’s hand clenched tightly. But before anything else, I need to make sure whether the chat group is real.

Thinking this, Li Xunhuan began reciting according to the Meditation Method of the chat group.

"What’s wrong with the young master?"

The servant, Tie Chuanjia, who was driving the carriage, noticed something odd about Li Xunhuan and was puzzled, but seeing Li Xunhuan praying devoutly, he did not disturb him.

And as the prayer ended, Li Xunhuan’s consciousness beheld a Divine Spirit so great that it was unimaginable, indescribable, and ineffable.

"Lord of Hongmeng, a True God indeed."

Li Xunhuan was startled from his trance, his eyes filled with emotion.

Immediately afterward, he realized he was cured. He would no longer cough up blood in the future, and his martial arts had broken through to an unprecedented realm.