The two burly men immediately felt boundless fear. One had to know that the three of them were not much different in strength. Now that one of them had died, they did not know how he had died. They did not even have the time to cry for help.
"What's going on?”Ling Yun's eyes widened as he looked towards the entrance. An old man with a glowing face and full of energy was looking at the two burly men with his katana. In Ling Yun's astonished gaze, a silver light flashed and Ling Yun accurately saw a red line on the necks of the two burly men.
"Hehe, little friend, what's your name?”Naturally, the old man saw Ling Yun. He put on a smile that he thought was very kind and moved his face closer to Ling Yun.
Ling Yun could feel the murderous aura on the old man's body that had yet to dissipate. He immediately punched the old man's old face. As the old man cried out in surprise, Ling Yun felt genuinely happy. He hadn't lost his instincts yet. Ling Yun looked at the old man who was covering his face and pretending to be in pain. He did a backflip and lifted the old man's chin.
"Wow!" Ling Yun instantly fell. He had forgotten that he was only two years old, so he had paid a painful price. Thinking that he was a two-year-old child, he glanced at the old man who was so embarrassed that he was furious. He made a face and started crying loudly. As expected of a child. The moment Ling Yun called out, his tears flowed down by themselves.
"Hey, don't cry! Did you fall somewhere?" The old man panicked. He liked Ling Yun a lot and didn't have any thoughts about him at first. However, because of Ling Yun's punch and flying kick, the old man felt that Ling Yun's talent was one in a million. He suddenly had the thought of adopting Ling Yun. Seeing Ling Yun cry, she smiled in her heart. He was still a child. She rushed over to hug Ling Yun and said helplessly.
The moment Ling Yun entered the old man's embrace, he felt the old man's love and cried even louder. To Ling Yun, he had never felt family before.
The sun was setting. An old man was carrying a child, smiling kindly and patting the child's head from time to time.
Just like that, Ling Yun followed the old man to his small house. The old man lived in a small village. Ling Yun knew that the old man might be a martial arts expert. On the way, Ling Yun found out that the old man's surname was actually Qimu. Ling Yun was a little surprised, but because he was too young, he didn't have the chance to ask if the old man was from Mu Ye's Qimu family.
"Grandpa! Where are the uncles in the village?" Ling Yun suddenly jumped out of the old man's embrace and ran around everywhere. Firstly, he was curious about this world. Secondly, he felt a sense of kinship that he had never felt before. It gave Ling Yun a great sense of belonging.
" They all went to the mountains to hunt to fulfill their dreams," the old man said calmly. Ling Yun nodded his head with a look of understanding. The old man was lost in his memories and didn't realize how a two-year-old child knew about hunting.
"Ah, what about Grandpa?" Ling Yun suddenly asked.
" When I was young and vigorous, my dream was to let the era of warriors come again. I wanted to open up an era of martial artists," the old man said with determination. Then, he deflated like a balloon." Now, my dream is that one day, I can fight to my heart's content. I can stand, smile, and die without regret!”
"Grandpa, I don't want you to die in battle. I don't want to!”Ling Yun tugged at the old man's sleeve like a child. He opened his eyes, revealing purple eyes filled with tears.
"Okay, okay. Grandpa's dream now is to take good care of Xiao Yun!”The old man looked at Ling Yun's teary face and hugged him.
" Yes, yes." Ling Yun knew that it was impossible, but he was still very happy. At least, the old man really treated him as his grandson.
" Child, let me do it. Let's go and play." The old man pulled Ling Yun into the small forest while Ling Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The old man took a deep breath and cut off a small tree that had just been born. Then, under Ling Yun's astonished gaze, he cut the branch of the small tree into a small person. Ling Yun's eyes lit up. Even though his face was blurry, he could tell that it was him.
Ling Yun took out a small silver knife from his bag. He picked up a branch of a small tree and drew a line. Under the old man's surprised gaze, it turned into a small wooden figure. It looked like Ling Yun from his previous life. Looking at the small wooden figure in his hand, Ling Yun shed tears for the first time. Farewell, my previous life. Farewell, the bustling city. Farewell, the little flower in school.
The old man thought that Ling Yun was missing his father when he saw Ling Yun crying while looking at the wood carving. He walked over and didn't know how to comfort Ling Yun. All he could do was rub Ling Yun's small head with a kind expression.
"Grandpa, I'm fine!" After crying, Ling Yun felt that he had let go of his previous life and decided to welcome this even more magical life. Seeing the old man's comforting face, Ling Yun smiled back.
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