The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

But there were two people, but in such a situation, almost at the same time, they let out inappropriate chuckles from their mouths.

One, of course, is Sanqi, a silly girl who was born without a root string in her brain.

The other one can only be the little Murong Bai hiding among the ghosts.

Two laughs came to his ears one after another, making Zhao Li's already somewhat embarrassed face darker.

He coughed lightly, and while tidying up his somewhat disheveled robes, he looked around the entire villa pretending to be majestic.

Then, as if nothing happened, he continued to walk quickly like the wind, and led a group of ghost messengers to continue walking towards the village.

"I heard that there are evil spirits making trouble here?"

Zhao Li said as he walked, but his eyes had long been fixed on Sanqi and Wang Xiaolu, and he groped for the double knives at his waist without leaving a trace.

"Where is Granny Meng?"

"Where is the troublemaker?"

"Hurry up and come out to greet me!"

Murong Bai could see that Zhao Li's original intention was to distract Wang Xiaolu and Zhao Daniu's attention, and create opportunities for him to save Sanqi's life.

Can Sanqi's mind, but how can I understand the twists and turns?

Seeing Zhao Li leading the team here, her heart was immediately filled with deep joy.

She knows Zhao Li's ability. Although Zhao Li has forgotten what happened more than 200 years ago, Sanqi still remembers that this seemingly unreliable ghost in front of her is even more powerful than her own mother many.

Moreover, the most important thing is that because Sanqi was stupid and ugly since she was a child, the ghost messengers in the underworld are basically unwilling to have too much contact with her. Only Zhao Li and a few other ghost messengers often visit her. Walking around is one of Sanqi's few friends.

What's more, Ah Cha, the king of the underworld, said some time ago that he would point out Zhao Li to himself as her son-in-law.

Seeing Zhao Li's arrival, Sanqi felt a burst of joy in his heart, feeling that today was finally saved.

But looking at the bright kitchen knife lying under his neck, he remembered that this knife was made of thousand-year-old cold iron, and it was a rare treasure even in the entire Hades.

It can really be said to be a precious sword that divides gold and cuts jade, and kills without blood.

Sanqi thought that even if Zhao Li came, he might not be able to save himself from Wang Xiaolu.

It's just a pity for the Manshusawa in my arms. I have taken care of it painstakingly for more than 200 years, but I can't even see a leaf or a flower.

Damn Zhao Li, when he first entered the underworld and didn't have long hair, he once said how beautiful this kind of flower is, so it turned out that it was all lies?

Although her heart was full of anger, Sanqi couldn't let go of the manjusawa in her bosom, which had entrusted her feelings for more than 200 years.

So, I don't know where the courage came from suddenly, and I ignored the kitchen knife on the neck, and shouted directly at Zhao Li.

"Officer Zhao!"

"I... If I really die here today, you must take good care of my flowers and let them bloom!"

Zhao Li wanted to pretend that he didn't know, and moved a few steps closer to Sanqi and Wang Xiaolu, but now that Sanqi called out his name, he couldn't pretend he didn't see it anymore.

He could only stop in his tracks, then looked up at Sanqi, and said to her somewhat resentfully, "You."

Zhao Li pointed to the kitchen knife held by Wang Xiaolu, and asked Sanqi, "Is that the kitchen knife you used to cut ghosts?"

Seeing that Sanqi nodded shyly, Zhao Li felt even more speechless.

He took a deep breath so that he didn't explode on the spot.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed at Sanqi for a long time, and finally said something again, "Ah...you idiot, just such an evil ghost, just a kitchen knife, can kill you?"

Chapter 960 Save my flowers first!

Chapter 960

It's just an ordinary evil spirit, of course it can't hurt the Lord of the Underworld, Meng Po Sanqi.

But at this moment, what Yu Wang Xiaolu held in his hand was a treasured sword made of thousand-year-old cold iron, which was unparalleled in sharpness.

And in Sanqi's arms, she was even holding a pot of Manshusawa that she would rather sacrifice her own life to preserve.

So, facing Zhao Li's inquiry, Sanqi actually nodded his head, responded to him, and said, "Yes."

Zhao Li couldn't help helping his forehead, but regarding Sanqi, he really didn't know what to say.

Because for some reason, Zhao Li only felt that he should be nice to Sanqi, for no reason.

But even though he had lost his memory, the Meng Qi of that year entrusted Sanqi to him with his last breath before he died.

This promise has long been engraved into Zhao Li's bones.

"I really owe you in my previous life!"

Cursing secretly in his heart, Zhao Li simply stopped looking at Sanqi, but turned his attention to the two evil spirits Wang Xiaolu and Zhao Daniu.

He directly pulled out the two waist knives hanging from his waist, and yelled at Wang Xiaolu and Zhao Daniu, "You two bastards!"

"Dare to make troubles in Meng Pozhuang, do you want to lose your soul and be lost forever?!"

Zhao Li's cold drink caught his ears, although both Wang Xiaolu and Zhao Daniu shuddered at the same time, seeing that Zhao Li showed no signs of continuing to move, they became more courageous.

Wang Xiaolu sneered, "The soul is gone?"

"What shit Meng Po Zhuang, shit Meng Po, you want to eat my two brothers, do I have to wait for her to eat me?"

Zhao Daniu also said, "That's it, this Meng Po village turned out to be a black shop that eats people!"