Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

When he learned from Zuyi that Jian Tiansi had invited Yu Jingjiao to deal with Zuo Wangdao, Li Huowang understood that he was probably looking in the wrong place to find a solution from him this time.

If Ao Jingjiao really had a way to restrain Dice, Dice wouldn't have free hands to threaten him.

Li Huowang, who was sitting on the bench, sighed lightly and said to Zuyi in front of him: Okay, you can go. We are done with that night. From now on, you can do yours and I can do mine.

Hearing Li Huowang's words, Zudu was stunned for a moment, and said with a hint of nervousness in his voice: Great Elder, what about the secret to climbing the stairs.

There are no tricks or tricks!! Li Huowang seemed to have remembered something, and his mood became a little irritable.

Do you know how painful and hopeless the extreme physical and mental pain is?! You masochists are still trying to find this kind of thing! Get out! Get away!

Amidst Li Huowang's scolding, Zuyi slowly retreated to the courtyard. He looked at Li Huowang sitting on the bench in the room. After thinking about it for a while, he slowly said: Great Elder, are you in trouble today?

You respect me as the great elder of the Nestorian Cult. If there are any disciples in the sect who can help me, please feel free to tell me.

Li Huowang shook his head. He stretched out his hand and waved to him impatiently, You can't help. If you really could help, you would have done it long ago.

Hearing this, Zuyi said nothing and turned around to leave the yard.

But just as his hand was holding the wooden door latch, a voice came from within his broad cloak. Elder, this disciple may say that this is a bit presumptuous, but all the troubles in the world are all vain in the face of the pain of climbing the stairs.

As disciples of the Nestorian Cult, we should focus on the righteous path as soon as possible.

Li Huowang didn't even bother to argue with these masochistic lunatics and turned his back and stopped looking at him.

Great Elder.

Are you done yet?

Li Huowang turned around suddenly and held the hilt of the sword with one hand, but to his surprise, he bent down and picked up a folded beige envelope from the ground.

Great Elder, this seems to contain your letter.

Letter? Suspicious Li Huowang walked over, reached out and took it, and looked at the letter.

Since you have private matters, I will leave first. If there is anything important at the temple, I will find someone to report to you. After all, you are the great elder of the Nestorian Cult.

However, Li Huowang didn't listen to what Zuyi said at this time, and stared at the content of the letter intently.

Bai Lingmiao? Bai Lingmiao, who was kidnapped by Dice, wrote me a letter?!

With his fingers trembling, Li Huowang quickly tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper.

Senior Brother Li, are you okay? I really feel sorry for not contacting you for so long.

I actually wanted to contact you for a long time, but they wouldn't let me. I couldn't write down who they were, and I was afraid they would change it if I did. But they were still very nice to me and didn't treat me badly.

After I leave, you will definitely look for me all over the world. Don't worry, Senior Brother Li. I will be able to go back soon. It won't take the two years you said. I will be able to go back after a while. By the way, here is The persimmon cakes are very sweet, I will send you some, and my wife Bai Lingmiao will keep them.

Two years? Two years? How did Bai Lingmiao know two years! Li Huowang, whose pupils shrank, was instantly pulled back to the past.

What he said through the barbed wire fence to Yang Na who was being carried away by her father.

Yang Na, wait! Give me three years! No! Two years! Just give me two more years!!

Yes! You can't be wrong! Bai Lingmiao left me at that time. At that time, Yang Na was actually the reflection of Bai Lingmiao in this world! She was resisted and left at that time!

Li Huowang held the letter in his hand and wandered around the house excitedly! This letter means a lot!

What this means is that maybe the dice did not kidnap Bai Lingmiao! ! He lied to me from beginning to end!

This was an exciting conjecture. However, just as Li Huowang was thinking more and more, a ragged little beggar poked his head out of the door with an apology on his face.

Boss Hongzhong! Oops, I'm so sorry. I was just delivering the letter and almost forgot about the persimmons.

He walked in panting, carrying a bamboo basket with filthy hands.

As soon as the little beggar put down the basket, he walked towards Li Sui in a familiar manner. Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you! You are the boss's dog in Hongzhong, right? I have long admired your name.

Li Huowang looked at the envelope in his hand, and then at the little beggar who was talking to Li Sui. The excitement in his heart quickly cooled down.

What do you mean? Dice, do you think I've been doing too many tricks lately? Are you trying to hit me with a letter?

Or maybe the dice is deceiving me! Bai Lingmiao is really not with him!!

Peng! Li Huowang reached out with one hand, pinched the little beggar's neck, and pressed him directly against the wall.

Li Huowang did not ask the man's name, but directly took out the dagger and uncovered his face.

After turning over several faces, Li Huowang saw one of Jiuwan who was winking at him.

What are you going to do?! Li Huowang asked through gritted teeth.

Oh, what else can I do? Isn't this just delivering a letter? I really didn't eat the persimmons secretly. I only delivered a few.

Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you don't tell the truth. I will make you tell the truth! I know both Yao Jing and Zuo Wangdao! You make your own choice! Li Huowang gritted his teeth and opened the torture tool bag at his hem.

Amidst the clanging sound of metal, Li Huowang suddenly noticed something was wrong with the sarcastic smile on the other person's face.

When he quickly let go of the hand holding the other person's throat, the 90,000 person collapsed on the ground and stopped moving. He was dead.

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Master, we are just a theater troupe. There is nothing to investigate. Look, they are all costumes. Hahahaha. Lu Zhuangyuan explained to the city guards who were inspecting with a flattering look on his face.

However, the city guards who came to Beijing didn't even bother to look at him. After searching the contents of the carriage, they coldly threw the road in their hands towards Lu Zhuangyuan's face.

Lu Zhuangyuan quickly caught the guide with both hands and held it carefully. He had to put this thing away. Without this thing in Daliang, it would be difficult to move forward.

What's more important is that this thing was left by the little Taoist master, and it will be gone if it is gone.

After he carefully stuffed the guide back into the pocket sewn on the inside of his underwear, Lu Zhuangyuan led the others through the thick urn city.

As soon as the Wengcheng passed, everyone was dazzled by the scene in front of them. This was Shangjing, the largest city in the world.

Many people marveled at the tall wooden buildings on both sides of the road, and were even more surprised by the completely different decoration style of houses in Shangjing from other places.