Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

In the dark county prison cell, mice occasionally passed by. Li Wudao stared at Lin Bao, whose martial arts had been abolished, and slowly said, "Tell me about Lin Ao."

Lin Ao is Xiaozhu's father. According to Xiaozhu, it was Lin Bao who introduced Lin Aojin to the Hu family as an errand.

Hearing the name Lin Ao, Lin Bao's face showed bitterness, "He is my most respected brother, but it's a pity that he is too stubborn, otherwise he wouldn't... the life and death of those who have nothing to do with him, what does it have to do with him..."

Lin Bao knew that he would not escape death, so he told the whole story. After Lin Ao entered the Hu family, because of his outstanding performance and Lin Ao's relationship, he was assigned to work in the Blood Prison. However, unlike Lin Bao's indifference, Lin Ao was a kind-hearted person at heart. He couldn't bear to see the innocent people tortured in the Blood Prison, so he secretly wrote a confidential letter to the government.

Little did he know that the prefect had already been bribed by the Hu family and ended up with his whole family being slaughtered.

After understanding the cause and effect of the matter, Li Wudao was speechless for a long time. In this world, there is a kind of evil person called Hu Lai, and there is a kind of good person named Lin Ao.

When he came out of the cell, it was already noon. Wenren Zhengyang prepared the best banquet in Zuixian Tower to entertain the immortals.

Li Wudao did not refuse, and told Wenren Zhengyang about the Lin family tragedy. Wenren Zhengyang was furious after hearing this, and immediately sent Canjian to Qingzhou Mansion to capture the Qingzhou magistrate and bring him to justice.

In the top box of Zuixian Tower, Li Wudao was sitting in the main seat wearing a green shirt. Wen Ren Zhengyang sat respectfully on his right side. As for Zuo Dao Zhou Zheng, he could only stand. Tieniu and Fan Tong did not enter the box at all. qualifications.

"Let's all take a seat." Li Wudao smiled lightly, pointed at Zuo Dao and Zhou Zheng, and seemed to remember something, "Let brothers Tieniu and Fan Tong come in and sit too."

When Zuo Dao and Zhou Zheng heard this, they were so excited that they almost took off. They could actually eat at the same table with the legendary Immortal Immortal. The ancestral graves were covered in smoke. In comparison, Tieniu and Fan Tong were relatively calm. The Immortal himself Just very easy-going, okay?

Wenren Zhengyang also secretly admired him. He was worthy of being an immortal who had lived for a hundred thousand years. With such courage and structure, when he thought about what would happen next, he might have been overly worried.

"Zhengyang has an unkind request. I wonder if the immortal will accept it?" Wenren Zhengyang said with difficulty.

"Why are you so polite? It doesn't matter if you have something to say." Li Wudao smiled faintly. He had been alone on the mountain for a long time. It seemed that it would be good to go down to the mountain and make some friends. At least he admired this Wenren Zhengyang. He was upright and fearless. life and death.

Zuo Dao and Can Jian are also pretty good. Zhou Zheng is just okay except for being a bit pretentious to save face. As for Tieniu and Fan Tong, they are also good-natured people. The incident with Doctor Xue is quite manly.

Hearing that Zhengyang was not one to mince words, he immediately said: "My sister-in-law has long admired the name of the immortal. When she learned that Xiao Ke is entertaining the immortal today, she wants to pay homage to the immortal's face for comfort in her life..."

I thought it would be a big deal, but it ended up like this. Li Wudao waved his hand, "There are so many people and it's so lively!"

"Master, what kind of medicine is this Wenren Zhengyang selling in the gourd?" Liu Rumeng's vigilant voice came from Li Wudao's mind.

Li Wudao didn't think much about it. This was the idol effect. His legends were indeed quite deceptive. "With Xiaomeng here, I feel at ease."

The master is really annoying, and what he says makes people feel so comfortable.

Soon, Wenren Zhengyang returned, and behind him, there was a white figure, "I've kept the immortal waiting for a long time. This is my sister Wenren Qianyue. Qianyue, why don't you pay your respects to the immortal soon!"

After Wenren Zhengyang finished the introduction, he found that his sister had no reaction at all. She just stood there in a daze, eyes like autumn water, staring at the beautiful face without blinking.

He had never seen his cold sister act so rude. Could it be that she was also impressed by the immortal's grace?

Li Wudao was calm on the surface, but there was also a stir in his heart, "It turns out it's her. It's really a coincidence. It's weird, she doesn't look like Brother Zhengyang..."

"Qianyue, you girl is so rude!" Wenren Zhengyang was really anxious. As his sister, she insisted on wearing a veil to see the immortal. Why was she so ignorant of etiquette at this moment? Can immortals be blasphemed?

However, Wenren Qianyue's next words almost shocked her good brother, "It's you..." Wenren Qianyue's cold eyes were slightly red, and the people and things around her gradually blurred, and there was only that one carved image. A bone-deep face.

"Little girl Wenren Qianyue, thank you so much for saving your life. I will keep it in my heart for the rest of my life." The words she said that day still echoed in her mind. It was the only time in her eighteen years of life that she had moved her thoughts.

But he forgot that after she said this, she said, "Bury it!"

Li Wudao was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't lose his immortal demeanor. He showed a warm smile and said, "Miss Wenren, long time no see."

Everyone present was shocked!

Even Wenren Zhengyang didn't expect that his sister would actually meet the immortal. Suddenly, he thought that his sister's personal maid, Yingtao, had said that on the way to chase him, the master and servant met a bandit, a wounded man. The young master fought tooth and nail to save him and was out of danger.

At that time, Wenren Zhengyang blamed the two of them for not being reasonable and hastily burying the young master instead of taking him back to Qingtian County.

Now it seems that the young master must be the immortal in front of him.

I am afraid that only immortals can be resurrected from the dead, but the question is, since they are immortals and have the power to reach heaven and earth, why do they suffer so miserably?

Wenren Zhengyang couldn't understand, but soon Wenren Qianyue helped him ask, "Immortal, may I ask why you want to play with the little girl?"

How to explain this?

Li Wudao also has a big head. You can't say that I'm not an immortal, I'm just a fighting scumbag who can use the king's eight fists. My only two specialties are that I can't be killed, and the other is... handsome...

"I will act my whole life, why should I explain to others." In the end, Li Wudao chose to deal with it coldly.

The sound of needle drop could be heard in the whole box, and the immortal seemed to be angry.

"Qingyue, it's not something that mortals like us can predict..." Wenren Zhengyang hurriedly smoothed things over. He was not afraid of life and death, but he was worried that his sister's bad temper would anger the immortal and kill him.

Wenren Qianyue ignored her elder brother, her autumn eyes still stared at Li Wudao, and after a few breaths, she turned and left.

"Qianyue, you... don't blame the immortal..."

Wenren Zhengyang panicked. He blamed his sister for being ignorant and worried that the immortal would be angry.

Behind Li Wudao, Liu Rumeng's long hair has grown wildly. As long as the master gives an order, the iceberg beauty will turn into a sieve in seconds.

"Let's have dinner, the food will be cold in a while."

It seemed that what just happened had never happened. Li Wudao took the lead in picking up the chopsticks and gave Tieniu a piece of beef first, as if chatting like a normal person, "We had a quick farewell the day before yesterday, how are you, old lady?"