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

After searching the battlefield, Li Wudao put on relatively clean bandit clothes, and also hung a money bag around his waist, which was bulging with about a hundred taels of silver.

"You 'social people' can be considered as compensation for my medical expenses." Li Wudao waved his hand coolly and limped forward.

He walked sleeplessly like this, and as his body continued to recover, he finally arrived at Qingtian County before sunset the next day.

Looking at the three big characters "Qingtian County" shining brightly on the city wall, Li Wudao felt extremely ironic. If what Xiaozhu said was true, calling it Yintian County was just as good.

With a huge sum of one hundred taels in hand, his back was much stronger, and he bought a new outfit. Li Wudao came to an inn, and everyone said that the movie "Xing Ye" was nonsense. Li Wudao expressed his dissatisfaction. This inn is really called "You" "an inn".

The two days of traveling were dusty, and the bandits' clothes didn't taste good to begin with. The smell was not to mention sour and refreshing. In the big wooden barrel, he washed himself thoroughly, and then put on the newly bought clothes. .

With his green shirt covering his body and his long hair hanging over his shoulders, the peerless banished immortal has returned.

"Qian Datong, Hu King of Hell, the slaughterhouse..." Lying on the bed, Li Wudao was thinking about tomorrow's events. He did not doubt Xiaozhu's words, but there was still no need to do less investigation.

For example, Xiaozhu's father discovered what secrets Hu Yanwang had, so that his whole family was killed.

Unknowingly, he had fallen asleep. In his dream, he came to a mysterious world where there was no sun, no moon, and only chaos.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The heart began to beat wildly, and the only sound in the whole world was his heartbeat, and with every beat of the heart, the surrounding scene would change.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the two huge figures looking at each other from a distance.

The shadow of a fairy with a colorful halo, and a majestic heavily armored male sculpture.

This is not the first time Li Wudao has come here, or he has never remembered it. Every time he falls asleep, he will come to this mysterious space. When he was a child, he was not sensible and had endless yearning for men wearing armor. What boy doesn't like armor? Of.

But as he entered adolescence, he never looked at the male statue again, and his whole mind was on the crystal shadow of the woman.

So every time after falling into a dream, a magical scene would appear in the mysterious space. The illusory woman was staring at the armored statue, while Li Wudao looked at the woman infatuatedly, imagining the beauty under her veil.

Until one night, the woman moved, her slender hand gently touched the chest of the armored statue, and a dazzling white light flashed across the entire space.

Li Wudao opened his eyes again. He had traveled through time and had heart control and immortality...

The curls of green smoke were blown in along the crack of the door, "Sneeze!" Li Dashian tilted his head in his sleep and slept more soundly.

"Kalalalala..." The door bolt was pushed open by a dagger, and a thin figure pushed the door in, then locked the door and tiptoed to the bedside. If Li Wudao was awake at this moment, he would definitely recognize that this person was It's Heizi, the waiter in the shop.

I saw Heizi's pair of triangular eyes with a fierce look, and the corner of his mouth raised a terrifying arc, "There is a way to heaven if you don't take it, and there is no door to hell. Don't blame Mr. Hei for being cruel. It's really because you have too much money." Got it!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" The dagger struck like a violent storm, and Li Wudao quickly turned into a bloody man, killing people and taking wealth. Brother Heizi was a professional.

Being stabbed, Li Daxian is also a professional...

He opened the package with a dagger, and the white silver came into view. Heizi's eyes widened. He put the hundred taels of silver into his pocket. Heizi picked up Li Wudao and rushed to the backyard with staggering steps.

The hole had been dug in advance, and just when he was about to put the dead man on his back into it, he felt a little difficult to breathe. A pair of big hands pinched his slender neck without knowing when.

Heizi was already familiar with killing people, but this was his first time. No matter how hard he struggled, the opponent's hand was like an iron pincer, and he did not relax at all.

His eyes were getting darker and darker, and the strength of his struggle was getting weaker and weaker. Heizi's triangular eyes rolled up and his tongue stuck out. He finally died. To be on the safe side, Li Wudao pinched him for another quarter of an hour to make sure that this kid was already dead. Then he put away the silver and dagger, threw the black man into the pit, and buried it.

Returning to the room with a gray face and bloodied face, Li Daxian's face was not very good. "Being stabbed a few times is a trivial matter. The most important thing is that I bought new clothes and took a shower in vain..."

Meeting robbers in a sedan chair, staying in a shady hotel, no one would be in a good mood.

Since it is a black shop, theoretically speaking, there is at least one black-hearted shopkeeper, so... let's just take it as an evildoer for the people.

Inserting the dagger into his chest and deliberately smearing his face with blood, Li Daxian continued to lie down. Sure enough, not long after, the door opened, and a pleasant smell of rouge penetrated into Li Wudao's nostrils. With the help of his widened eyes, , Li Wudao could clearly see that this was a woman who spoke rural dialect and could give birth to a son.

"******" When the woman in black saw the scene in front of her, she cursed directly, "My aunt is exhausted. I guess you are not afraid of the cold. Give your bed to my aunt. In return, my aunt will help you take revenge."

After saying that, regardless of whether the person on the bed agreed or not, Li Wudao took the collar and threw it to the ground. Then he turned over on the bed and stretched out like a cat. His bumpy figure was outlined by a tight black night jacket. The human arc.

There was a faint sound of snoring.

On the cold ground, Li Wudao was slightly sullen, feeling offended.

"Why don't you just fake the body and scare this stinky bitch!"

Just when Li Wudao was about to take action, the door was pushed open again. Li Wudao had the illusion that he was sleeping on the street instead of staying in a hotel that night.

You who come in and out are using the city gate!

The person who came in this time was the innkeeper, Fatty Liu, who was nicknamed the Smiling Buddha. Liu Dashan, who truly swept the floor to avoid killing ants and cherished moths and gauze lamps.

With a big belly and a bone chopping knife in his hand, he saw Li Wudao lying on the ground at a glance. Without saying a word, he went up and made two more cuts.

Li Wudao: "..."

He cursed angrily at the man in black on the bed: "Er Heizi, get out of here. If you don't get rid of them after killing them, you're keeping them for the New Year!"

Maybe because the candlelight was a little dim, Liu Dashan didn't notice immediately that it was not Mr. Hei on the bed, thinking that he was lazy again.

"Er Heizi" didn't move at all. Fatty Liu frowned and walked forward with a bloody bone chopping knife, ready to wake him up.

"Huh!" A soft sword was pressed against Fatty Liu's throat. The woman opened her cold eyes and a cold voice sounded, "Fatty Liu, open your dog eyes and take a good look at who my aunt is!"