Chapter Seventy-Nine: The White Flag Means Surrender
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Trembling and getting up from the ground, carefully hiding behind the donkey, Li Liang asked with a nervous face: "You, you, are you here to kill me?"
The middle-aged man shook his head when he heard this, then shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm here to protect you, my name is Yan Chengzhi, and I am the current head of the Taiyue Mountain Luoyun Sect." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info We met, that night on the path of Baicaomen, do you remember?"
When Li Liang heard that he was not here to kill himself, he couldn't help but let go of his heart a little, and the nervousness on his face was also relieved. But this doesn't mean that you completely believe it, you must know that people come by the light, and they will come to the front in the blink of an eye, and they belong to the likes of high-level immortal cultivators. You must know that entry-level disciples in the Immortal Cultivation Realm need to fly with magic weapons, such as flying swords or something. Disciples who have cultivated to the Qi Condensation Stage can control flying magic weapons, and only monks who have passed the foundation building period and above can fly in various colors of Escape Light. And he also said just now, what is the head of the Luoyun Sect, if this suddenly changes, it is estimated that he will be able to see God in an instant, it is not a joke at all.
Sneaking his head up from behind the donkey, Li Liang frowned and whispered: "I remember, I remember, but I remember that he was an old man that night, how did he become a young man? Could it be that he drank too much that night?"
"Hmm, haha, I didn't expect you, an honest man, to be good at sycophants, I really didn't expect it, hehe......" Yan Chengzhi couldn't help laughing when he heard Li Liang muttering here, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
"What, Yan, Yan Sect Leader Daxian, that, was it really you that night?" Li Liang dodged and saw that he had no intention of making a move, and the vigilance in his heart went a little more, but he still asked with some unease.
"It's the old man, he just used some transfiguration techniques that night, maybe it scared Xiaoyou, right?" Yan Chengzhi nodded and said with a smile.
"No, not scared. That, that, are you really here to protect me? aren't you here to exchange my head for pills?" Li Liang asked nervously.
"Take your head for the pill, what pill for what?" Yan Chengzhi heard that it was another sign, and his smiling face couldn't help but become serious.
"Change the Condensing Spirit Pill! One hundred, no, two hundred! They are two people, now you are alone, if you succeed alone, you will definitely be able to exchange two hundred!" Maybe it was too nervous, Li Liang blurted out without thinking about it, and looked at Yan Chengzhi with a surprised expression, and felt very strange in his heart, doesn't this guy know? Shouldn't it, Xue Qing and Cao Geng's voices changed when they talked about the pill, and it is estimated that even their own father and mother can sell it.
"You mean your head is quite expensive?" Yan Chengzhi glanced at Li Liang silently a few times, and then changed to that smiling and playful expression and said.
Li Liang slapped his mouth, hating this in his heart! It's okay to be stupid, why is he stupid to this extent, and he also reminded others, for fear that others would not know that his head was valuable, so what was he doing nonsense about it? Now that this is over, I don't know if he will continue to protect himself or will slaughter himself, and it is estimated that the latter is more likely.
After pumping himself, Li Liang quickly hid behind the donkey, and took out a piece of white cloth from his arms, then picked up a small stick to put the white cloth on, and slowly lifted it over the donkey's back and shook it from side to side. This piece of white cloth was torn off the bed of Master Li and their house when he was changing clothes last night, and his consent had been obtained at that time, and Master Li nodded with a smile, and it happened to be used now.
"What do you mean by shaking a piece of torn white cloth?" Yan Chengzhi looked at all this with a smile, and when he was about to walk over, he suddenly saw a piece of white cloth stretched out, and asked with some curiosity.
"Surrender, surrender! Hehe, raising a white flag means surrendering, surrender the gun and don't kill, surrender the gun and don't kill, hehe......" Li Liang waved the self-made white flag and gently poked his head out from behind the donkey's buttocks.
"Surrender? This is not a war, what are you surrendering?"
"What, don't you want to kill me? And said that my head is quite expensive, so I surrendered! Well, let's discuss it, the dead man's head is worth 200 pills, and it is estimated that the living man's head is worth more, or you can capture me alive? I promise to cooperate, don't shout or scream, let the scream do whatever you want, really!"
"How do you know I'm going to kill you?"
"You know the price, who will believe me if you don't kill me!Hey, I really want to be a fucking dumb person in my next life, and I definitely won't give myself a quote at a critical time......"
"Haha......"
Li Liangzheng was talking to Yan Chengzhi about the value of his head, and suddenly from all directions, nearly a hundred light clusters galloped from all directions, red, blue, blue, purple and black, all kinds of colors, and they also arrived in front of him in a few breaths. As soon as the light flickered, a number of men and women appeared, and some of them were more familiar to Li Liang, like the head of the Qinglong family, five fairies, eight experienced disciples, Xue Qing, Cao Geng, and a few people who were "entrusted by the deceased" to give gifts at the Yunquan Inn that night, and most of them Li Liang didn't know at all.
There were five people in the crowd who stood out, namely the head of Qinglong and the purple-clothed young man beside him, as well as an old man in a purple brocade robe, a middle-aged woman in a white lotus skirt and a middle-aged man in a black Taoist robe, and the others surrounded them after they landed, forming a large circle, surrounding Li Liang and the donkey in the middle.
Li Liang saw that these people were murderous one by one, with a cold and solemn face, either clenching their fists or holding treasures according to their swords, and they were completely going to kill, and he couldn't help but swing all over. After searching left and right for a long time, I found that there was no safe place except for a little space under the donkey's belly, but there were too many things on my body to get into it at all. Sweating and looking around for a long time, the last luck squatted on the ground, hugged the donkey's hind legs tightly, and at the same time did not forget to hold the little white flag tremblingly on the donkey's belly and dangled it.
"Yan Daoyou, I didn't expect us to meet again, what a coincidence!Hehe, I don't know what you are doing here?" After the head of Qinglong landed, he did not look at Li Liang in the middle, but stared at the purple-clothed old man opposite.
"Hehe, should the old man call you the head of the Qinglong or the Holy King of the Five Poisons?" The old man in purple had a cold face, squinted his eyes slightly, and also looked at the head of the green dragon.
"Whatever you want, Qinglong can also be, the Five Poison Saint King can also, anyway, after destroying your Luoyun Sect, this Luyang will belong to me!" The corners of the Qinglong Sect's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a sneer, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually surged.
"Hehe, destroy my Luoyun Sect, you don't have that qualification! The old man killed three of your Five Poison Saint Kings back then, and today he can also destroy the two of you!" The old man in purple sneered when he heard this, slowly widened his eyes, and shouted loudly.
"It's up to you?" haha, if I had been a hundred years ago, I might have been afraid, but now ......" The head of Qinglong laughed twice when he heard this, and said lightly with a cold face.
"Hu Xu, when the old man seriously injured you, you did not hesitate to damage the lives of hundreds of disciples and escaped Yuanying with secret techniques, but this time the old man will never let you have another chance!"
"Old Ghost Yan, I have to thank your good disciple Qinglong for escaping! If it weren't for his weak primordial spirit, I wouldn't have been able to succeed so easily. In the past hundred years, I have taken good care of everything about him, his beloved wife, concubine, and baby granddaughter, haha......" The head of Qinglong saw that the old man in purple was angry, and instead of continuing to hide it, he said with a sneering face. "Now the Baicaomen is full of my descendants, even the precious granddaughter of Qinglong I have placed a soul sealing spell, becoming a puppet who will only obey my orders, all thanks to you, haha......"
Hearing this, the purple-clothed old man glanced at Han Ying, who was stunned, and then said coldly: "Hu Xu, since you control everything by yourself, let's see if the old man has the last laugh, or you have the last laugh!" Cheng Zhi, take care of Li Liang and Xiao Ying, and the others will set up a formation!"
After that, the purple light on the purple-clothed old man's body was great, and Han Ying swept to Li Liang's side with a roll of his big sleeves, and the void in his right hand pushed towards the head of the green dragon, and a dragon-like loud sound rose into the sky, and the thick purple pillar of light galloped away, and in an instant, it turned into a purple divine dragon more than ten zhang long, flying sand and rolling towards the disciples of Baicaomen.
"Tongtian Purple Dragon Lock! Retreat quickly!" Seeing this, the head of the green dragon let out a low cry, and his hands continued to pinch, and his body immediately swelled to a certain foot, and the rolling black gas surged out along the sleeves of his clothes, and in the blink of an eye, he became like a giant black bat, rushing towards the air.
The purple-clothed young man also pinched continuously, and then opened his mouth and spit out, and a purple poisonous mist swirled out, turning into a purple scorpion phantom in an instant, burrowing into the ground.
Seeing that the old man in purple was fighting with the head of the Qinglong sect and the young man in purple clothes, the disciples of the Luoyun Sect and the disciples of the Baicao Sect also sacrificed magic weapons and magic weapons one after another and joined the battle. For a while, the air and the ground were full of immortal cultivators' fighting methods, all kinds of flying swords, talismans, golden bells, silver mirrors, etc., all over the sky, and the sound of clanging bells came and went.
At this time, the Lotus Dao people in Phoenix Valley and the man surnamed Tang of the Flame Gate were far away, and the disciples under the sect were also looking at each other nervously, and no one had any intention of making a move, and there were Li Liang, Han Ying, Yan Chengzhi in the middle, as well as the donkey, and the little white flag that was being shaken, which was so dazzling on this chaotic battlefield.
"Boy Yan, what does this Li Liang mean by shaking such a tattered white cloth?" The man surnamed Tang skimmed the little white flag for a long time, and finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, and asked Yan Chengzhi.
Yan Chengzhi opened his mouth, and just as he wanted to explain something, he heard Li Liang's trembling voice from behind the donkey's buttocks. "Big, Daxian, this, this is not a raging white cloth, this, this is a white flag, a white flag! What is it, raising a white flag means surrender, surrendering the gun and not killing, that means you can't kill me anymore, I'm already my own person, my own person doesn't fight my own people, right!"
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