Quick Pass Slag Attack Guide

Holding the little Qing Ling in his arms at night, Lu Li really didn't have any more dreams, and it was a little incredible when he woke up the next day refreshed.

Qing Ling woke up early, but afraid of waking him up, she nestled in his arms and did not move. She sat up from the bed only after seeing Lu Li woke up.

Lu Li watched the little pitiful man rushing in and out for him, and said to him with a headache: "I told you that you are clumsy, so I don't need you to wait on me."

Qing Ling was still on tiptoe picking up a comb to comb his hair, his own hair was still messy, yet he still came to serve him.

Lu Li snatched the comb from Qing Ling's hand, and combed it on his own.

In the middle of combing, he remembered again that Feng Yage raised so many servants for nothing, so he clapped his hands and let the servants outside the door come in.

Qing Ling still seemed not used to being in contact with other people. When a servant wanted to comb his hair for him, he pursed his lips in displeasure, and said, "No need."

Lu Li was used to being waited on. After his hair was tied up and he put on a bright red gold silk embroidered gown, he looked at the charming man in the mirror, whose every move seemed to be seductive. Lu Li sighed deeply.

Qingling went to change clothes in her own room in the outhouse. When Lu Li saw him again, the little pity had already changed into the practice clothes prepared for him. Lu Li looked at his ponytail tied up with a moon-white cloth towel, and couldn't help it. Hold out your hand and pinch it.

Qing Ling glanced at him, then said: "Daddy, that Ling'er will leave first."

Knowing that Qingling was rushing to practice at Sanniang's, Lu Li waved at him indifferently, and finally didn't even give him a glance.

After Qingling left, Lu Li began to study martial arts carefully again, flipping through the book "Luomei" that he randomly put on the table.

While Lu Li was sitting quietly, he suddenly felt a strange movement, followed by a voice that almost startled him.

The man in black knelt in front of Lu Li on one knee, and said, "Master, people from all directions in the martial arts world are about to arrive at Sixteen Nights."

It was only then that Lu Li remembered that he also had shadow guards. There were twelve shadow guards beside Shen Tingjun. Those people were all trained by him. They were all loyal to Shen Tingjun and made them dare not go east.

After listening to the shadow guard's words, Lu Li responded in a neutral manner, and stopped talking.

The shadow guard knelt on the ground for a long while, saw that the man didn't say anything, and was about to leave, when he heard the leader say again: "Order people outside to prepare horses, and I have to go back to Shizaye."

The shadow guard promised in a low voice, Shen Tingjun is their master, and the master's decision is not something their subordinates can suspect.

Lu Li sneered, and said: "Let me take a good look at how miserable those wastes who claim to be righteous in the martial arts are."

In fact, Lu Li didn't want to go back to Shiliuye because he wanted to see the death of those people, but in the original plot, Shen Tingjun also brought Qing Ling back to Shiliuye at this time.

If it were said that Qing Ling was only made things difficult in Qingfeng Pavilion, but in Sixteen Nights, the torture was raised several levels at once.

Lu Li couldn't bear to think about the next murderous plot.

Shen Tingjun is proficient in medical skills, but he is even better at preparing poison, and beside him happens to be Qing Ling.

Because Shen Tingjun discovered inadvertently that every time Qingling was poisoned, she would miraculously recover the next day.

Even a drop of the poison he concocted could kill someone, after Qingling drank a bottle, he was still alive and kicking the next day.

After being discovered by Shen Tingjun that Qing Ling's physique is against the sky, one can imagine the fate of the little pity.He was imprisoned in a secret room by Mr. Shen Ting as his exclusive experimental subject, with shackles on his hands and feet, and he was eroded by various poisons every day, and he was in pain.

Lu Li broke out in cold sweat when he recalled the plot, not to mention that he had to be a giver.

So when he saw Qing Ling, his compassionate gaze hadn't had time to restrain himself.

Qing Ling's small face was still flushed, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat, raised his head to look at Lu Li, and asked softly, "Daddy, where are we going?"

Xiaopoor stayed with Sanniang in Fengyage since she was a child, so naturally she didn't know the existence of Shiliuye.

Lu Li didn't bother to explain to him, so he just said forcefully: "Wherever this seat is, you must be there."

Qing Ling looked away in disappointment, and let out a soft "oh".

The carriage with four-cornered cornices was extraordinarily spacious. On the low mahogany table was a plate of dripping fruit, and beside it was a set of exquisite tea sets.

There was enough space for Lu Licheng and Ge You to lie in it, so he didn't feel wronged, and leaned lazily on the soft couch, while Qing Ling was sitting beside him.

Qing Ling lowered her head, as if she was still a little depressed.

Lu Li felt that he should have left a familiar place, so he was a little sad.

Fengyage settled in the suburbs of Nandu, and if it started from here to Shiliuye, it would take a day at the fastest without sleep.

Lu Li kicked the poor boy with his toe, and Qing Ling immediately opened his eyes and looked at him.

Lu Li raised his eyebrows and said, "Feed me some fruit."

Qingling moved her hands on her knees, then slowly moved her body to Lu Li's side, picked up a lychee and peeled it for him, and then fed it to Lu Li's mouth.

In fact, Lu Li was still a little nervous about letting such a young child serve him, so when Qingling fed him the second one, Lu Li glanced at the fruit in distaste, and said, "It's unpalatable, my lord." Stop eating."

Qing Ling put the peeled lychee on the fruit plate again, picked up the cloth towel and wiped her hands, then sat obediently by the side and didn't speak.

The bumping of the carriage made Lu Li feel a little uncomfortable, so he stopped lying on his side, but sat up cross-legged, trying to feel the internal force hovering in his body.

Lu Li still can't understand the mysteries of martial arts, he only thinks that internal force is a very mysterious thing, silent and breathless, touching the bottom of his heart.

When he touched his chest, he inadvertently came across the sword manual again.

Lu Li left in a hurry just now, and Lu Li didn't have time to put the book back into the secret cabinet.

Before Lu Li could do anything, the system sounded as if the program was about to crash. He said, "You don't want to give him this sword manual?! Are you stupid?"

Lu Li hadn't thought about it at first, but when he heard the system say this, he reached into his clothes with his hand that was about to withdraw again, and took out the book "Luo Mei".

Then, under repeated and serious warnings from the system, the sword manual was dropped on Qing Ling.

Lu Li still had that lofty attitude, and what he said was like a charity to Qingling: "Study swordsmanship well, and there will be a better master to teach you in Shiliuye."

Qing Ling was a little stunned by the fall at first, but after listening to Lu Li's words, she was stunned for a while, then smiled reservedly, and said, "Thank you, Dad."

The corners of the little pitiful mouth turned up at this time, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to open the book to read.

Lu Li had read the sword manual, and the content in it was like a stick figure. It looked very easy, but it was not easy to practice in practice.

He still wanted to open his mouth to say something to Qing Ling, but he didn't expect the system's angry voice to sound in his head: "You XX is a XX!"

The spicy chicken system must be scolding him, otherwise some words would be blocked.

But as long as the system is not happy, Lu Li will feel very happy.

The little pitiful was reading the book seriously, while Lu Li propped his head on his hands, and almost fell asleep in the rhythm of the carriage's swaying.

It's just that he suddenly felt a breath in his drowsy sleepiness, and he was quickly approaching the carriage.

This strange breath should be called killing intent.

Lu Li opened the heavy curtain and glanced back. Obviously, there was nothing in the place he saw, but he just knew that someone was rushing towards the carriage.

Before he could make a move, the shadow guard who was hiding in the dark flew out like lightning.

Lu Li noticed the changes around him, he hugged Qingling who was still concentrating on studying, kicked open the door of the carriage, and jumped out of the carriage.

After they came out, several swords shining with cold light pierced through the carriage, piercing like a bee's nest.

Qing Ling tightly grasped Lu Li's skirt, and said anxiously: "Daddy..."

Lu Li said impatiently, "Shut up."

The man with the sword behind his back was standing on the roof of the carriage, Lu Li squinted his eyes, and was surprised to find that this man was Qin Shuiyue.

Immediately, he smiled coldly, and uttered two cold words from his red lips: "Looking for death."

Qin Shuiyue felt apprehensive seeing him, then took another look at the hundreds of people she had brought with her and strengthened her courage, and said to the man in fresh clothes, "Okay, Shen Tingjun of the Demon Sect. I just heard that your demon sect does all kinds of evil, heinous! You dared to moleste this princess that night, you deserve to be punished!"

It seems that her husband's illness has been cured, otherwise Qin Shuiyue would not have the time to come to him.

Lu Li cast her a disdainful glance, and unfolded the slender Panlong red silk whip in his hand, drawing a fierce wind.

Panlong red silk whip, one whip will paralyze the body, two whips will send you to heaven, oh yeah.

Qin Shuiyue took a step back in shock, and when she looked behind her, she realized that half of the subordinates she brought had been dealt with unknowingly.

Lu Li was still holding Xiaopoor in one hand, and he just slapped it casually, and those who rushed over flew out lightly.

When the shadow guard pressed Qin Shuiyue in front of him, Lu Li reached out and lifted the little girl's chin, and then showed a wicked smile.

Although Qin Shuiyue didn't like this man, she was undeniably amazed.

Look at the black hair that looks like splashed ink being blown up by the wind, look at the slender peach eyes that seem to have boundless spring colors, look at the slender figure covered by the long robe... Yaoshou!

Why is this evildoer so hateful!And so pretty!

Lu Li narrowed his eyes and looked at her carefully, and suddenly gave Qin Shuiyue a slap in the face, and then said to the people on the left and right: "Tie her up to me and bring her back to Shiliuye."

Qin Shuiyue bit her lip angrily, and looked at him unwillingly.

Lu Li felt that this little girl was so stupid and honest, she went to battle every time, and was caught by him every time.

When Lu Li got back into his carriage that was leaking from all directions, he felt very miserable inside.

Fortunately, there is someone beside him who is struggling with him.

After the scene just now, little pitiful stopped reading, and her eyes wandered around, as if to see if there was anyone approaching.

When the sun was about to set in the evening, the carriage stopped and found an inn in a small town as a resting place.

It was the first time for Qingling to come to a place other than Fengya Pavilion. He grabbed the corner of Lu Li's clothes and looked around.

Lu Li thought he was walking slowly, so he picked him up in the end, and easily supported the little Qing Ling with one hand.

Qin Shuiyue's hands were handcuffed with thin chains, which could not be seen hidden in the loose robes. She was hit on the Ya acupuncture point, so she could only look at Lu Li with murderous eyes in resentment.

Lu Li ignored her, took two or three steps to the second floor of the inn with Qing Ling in his arms.