Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

In the middle of the night, a hideous and terrifying shadow puppet monster was lying on the dim paper window.

This scene is extremely horrifying no matter how you look at it, but in Li Huowang's view, what is even more horrifying than this is that he calls himself Xin Su.

After experiencing so much, Li Huowang certainly understands what it means when others use this title to call him.

Who are you? Li Huowang asked the strange shadow puppet with a solemn expression.

Haha, you came to my territory and don't know who I am?

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Huowang saw the shadow play on the paper window begin to seep into the room.

Qiang! The sword blade was drawn out, and the whole room instantly became murderous.

A dark red long sword instantly appeared in front of Li Huowang. This is the first time he officially draws his sword.

The next moment, something quickly surged through Li Huowang's body from the hilt of the strange beast's sword, making him feel his blood surge, his veins bulging, and everything he looked at was red.

Seeing the black tentacles with the window grille pattern, they were about to stand up from the paper.

Li Huowang suddenly stepped forward with his right foot, and made a direct lunge.

He put the tip of his tongue against his jaw and couldn't help shouting. kill!!

Seeing the bloody sword tip wrapped in the evil spirit coming towards him, the shadow figure did not dare to take it hard and quickly moved to the right.

There was a metallic sound, and it instantly moved to the wooden door next to it.

Huh? This sword... what does it have to do with you and the Si Qi You family?

Seeing the sword in Li Huowang's hand, the thing's voice was filled with hesitation, and its movements also became a little taboo.

Normally, Li Huowang might have stopped and listened to it slowly, but now his brain was wrapped in that ball of heat and he couldn't do it.

Before he could say anything, Li Huowang's sword had already arrived.

The red blade with cold light struck the wooden door heavily. A click sound was heard, and the wooden door was instantly split into pieces.

Also broken into pieces along with the wooden frame was the shadow puppet.

Rushing out of the house, Li Huowang looked through the corridor in front of him and saw behind the window in the distance. A man holding several wooden sticks with both hands and controlling shadow puppets in the air.

The thing he was fighting with just now was the reflection of the shadow puppet stand in his hand!

Seeing Li Huowang chasing him out, the man decisively threw away the shadow puppet in his hand and quickly retreated into the house.

When Li Huowang chased after him aggressively, he found that the room was empty, leaving only shadow puppets on the ground that gradually turned into black and gray.

He just took a quick glance and didn't pay much attention. What Li Huowang remembered most was that the man had an old brass mask on his face.

Qiang. Li Huowang took a few deep breaths and calmed down as the sword was sheathed.

What is the purpose of this person? Is it true that he only sees his heart and not his wealth?

Although the person was driven away by him, Li Huowang felt that it was not that simple.

Wait, Bai Lingmiao! The alert Li Huowang rushed back to his residence at a fast speed.

When he saw Bai Lingmiao sleeping peacefully on the bed, Li Huowang breathed a sigh of relief.

Concern leads to chaos. Bai Lingmiao is not a defenseless and weak woman. There is no need to worry about the other party trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Walking to the bedside, Li Huowang carefully looked at the long sword in his hand.

It's not surprising that someone is looking for trouble, but this time is different from others, he no longer just runs away, the person who runs away has also become an enemy.

This made Li Huowang a little excited, which meant that he finally had a foothold in this chaotic and weird world.

And this is all thanks to the sword given by the master. The man just saw the sword and had no intention of fighting.

Li Huowang naturally understood that he was not jealous of himself, but of this sword.

Compared with its great strength, this sword has other values.

Si Qi You Jia? Is this the name of the original owner? It doesn't sound like the name of a sect.

Li Huowang didn't have an answer to this question. The only thing he knew was that the sword had a lot of background, and he owed Shitai an even heavier debt.

Li Huowang, who was stroking the scabbard with his hand, suddenly felt something strange.

He looked down and saw a pair of pale hands with long black nails holding his calf.

Li Huowang thought for a while, but did not break away. He lowered his head and said to the two gods under the bed: Thank you for reminding me about today's matter. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have been almost attacked by him.

No matter what happened before, one code is another code. Today, Bai Lingmiao's two gods really helped him.

But this is also a point of confusion for Li Huowang. His perception is now so sensitive that the bandits who were so far away were aware of it before. This time, someone touched him at the door, and he actually asked someone to remind him.

Is there anything on that person that can stop him? I don't know if it will help my Xinsu identity. It would be great if it can be used in the same way and I can snatch it away.

This won't stop so many people from coming to trouble me.

Just when Li Huowang was thinking about this problem, he felt that the sensation in his calf was a little different.

Looking down again, the pale hands disappeared, and there were a few cold things bulging out of the trouser legs and extending upward.

It feels a bit like soft snakeskin against the skin.

Immediately afterwards, a numb female voice sounded softly in Li Huowang's ears. Ms. sir~

Li Huowang's scalp instantly became numb and goosebumps appeared all over his body. Stop! I said stop!

When Li Huowang's hand grasped the hilt of the sword and was about to pull it out, the thing in his trouser leg finally slowly retracted.

Turning his head and glancing at Bai Lingmiao who was sleeping, Li Huowang said: That's the end of what happened before. I don't want to mention it anymore! Go to sleep!

After finishing speaking, Li Huowang lay directly back on the bed.

Facing Li Huowang's words, the two gods under the bed said nothing, and the room suddenly became quiet.

How could Li Huowang sleep when something like this happened? He basically kept his eyes open until dawn.

Hearing the shouts of people stalling outside the window, Li Huowang fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up again, he found that he had slept until the afternoon.

After getting dressed, he sat in the hotel lobby, eating lunch and thinking about what happened last night.

From a technical point of view, that person is obviously incomparable to Zhengde Temple and Anci'an. He may be a wild cultivator like Danyangzi. If that's all, it's not a big problem.

He said that this is his territory, not them or their sect, which means that it is very likely that he only has one.

Li Huowang didn't intend to escape. If he really wanted to take action, he would be more likely to be ambushed in a sparsely populated wilderness than in a bustling town.

As soon as Li Huowang picked up a peanut with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, he saw the imposing Lu Zhuangyuan walking in with his two sons.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, it was not difficult for Li Huowang to guess what happened.

Leader Lu, are you quarreling with those Nuo opera dancers again? Looking at the energy, do you think you won the argument?