Because of the aftermath of the battle, the two thatched huts have been razed to the ground. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Li Bingxuan and Qiao Ling began to be busy after they came up, and they had to build the thatched house as soon as possible.

Tong Shiyi and Wu Hao took the young man to the thatched hut where they had practiced before, and sat in the place where their spiritual power gathered.

Wu Hao silently operated the three refining techniques, transforming all the power gathered into spiritual power, constantly nourishing the veins in the young man's body.

Before the black mist figure fled, the young man looked calm and breezy, but now the young man was pale and extremely weak.

Compared to just now, it's like two people.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War has a cloud: a soldier, a treacherous. Fiction is real, reality is fiction...... Ahem! The young man coughed and said with a smile.

When Wu Hao heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly, which is also something he likes to use in his usual battles.

It turned out that the strength of the young man was not as strong as the black fog figure, and the reason why he was able to fight to the situation just now was because the young man occupied several powerful conditions.

Before the arrival of the black fog figure, the young man laid out the layout on the drawing board for more than three hours, which was equivalent to half a day of full preparation.

Moreover, after Wu Hao reacted, it suddenly dawned on him that the reason why the young man had been on the thatched roof just now was precisely because it was the thatched house where Old Man Huang usually practiced, and there was a formation that gathered spirits, which could gather spiritual power from all directions in the position of the young man.

Therefore, the process of the battle between the young man and the black mist figure just now seemed to be very easy, and he had always had the upper hand, and the black mist figure was somewhat injured.

But in fact, only the young man knew how dangerous the battle just now was.

In almost three hours, he prepared only three attacks.

The first is the ink that broke through the black mist at the beginning, the second is the thin bamboo, and the third is the bamboo the thickness of a bucket.

He had also wanted to prepare the fourth and fifth attacks.

They are a small bridge and a thatched hut.

But time was pressing, and the young man only had time to draw an outline, and the black mist figure had already arrived.

The young man used the truth of the truth in Sun Tzu's Art of War to pretend to be very powerful, and only then did he deceive the black mist figure with half threat and half fright.

It's dangerous, and it's heart-wrenching to think about.

If it weren't for the black shadow being shocked, it would be the young man who died now.

Time passes quickly.

In the evening, Wu Hao and Tong Shiyi exhaled lightly and stopped treating the young man's wounds.

The young man's face had been much paler, but now it was a little ruddy.

"Why are you helping us?" Wu Hao asked curiously.

Whether it is Wu Hao or Tong Eleven, or Qiao Ling and Li Bingxuan, they don't understand, why should a stranger risk his life to protect them?

What if the Shadow hadn't been scared away? The youth has no further attack, as long as the black shadow attacks the youth one more time, the youth may be seriously injured and killed.

Hearing this, the young man slowly opened his eyes.

He sat cross-legged, holding the cultivation seal in both hands and placing them on his knees, and nodded at Wu Hao with a meaningful smile, and the young man looked at Li Bingxuan, who was busy building a residence, "For her." ”

"Bingxuan?" Wu Hao frowned.

He looked at the young man in front of him, and always felt that this young man was a little strange and familiar, but he couldn't tell where it was familiar. Moreover, what does this have to do with Li Bingxuan?

"Oh? Is her name Li Bingxuan? It's beautiful, and the name is good," the young man said with a smile, and when he said it, he seemed to notice that something was wrong, so he lowered his head and coughed lightly.

"How do you know her surname is Li?" Wu Hao was even more puzzled.

First inexplicably touched the thatched hut where they lived, and then prepared for more than three hours, risking his life to fight with the black mist figure of the super strong, this young man was definitely not simple.

"Judging from the bloodline aura on her body, she was the only one of the Li family who escaped when she was exterminated, and the other one I found in the Zhao family, which was also destroyed, but unfortunately, she has died."

The young man seemed to answer Wu Hao's questions very patiently.

This is completely different from the previous style when the young man talked to the black mist figure, as long as Wu Hao asked him, he was a person who would answer everything.

"What do you have to do with Sister Bingxuan?" Tong Eleven next to him asked.

"Very deep relationship." The young man said with a smile, but it was obvious that compared with answering Wu Hao's question, this answer to Tong Eleven was still a little suspicious.

Tong Eleven was a little embarrassed, this was too obvious to deal with.

Wu Hao frowned slightly, and also realized that something was wrong, but he didn't want to pursue it, "What do you have to do with the Li family?" ”

The young man coughed lightly and said: "They saved my life, and then I gave them two magic weapons, originally I wanted to help their family revitalize in return, but I didn't expect that they would cause trouble because of those two magic weapons. ”

Tong Shiyi next to him twitched, the young man's answer was really detailed, much more detailed than when he answered him, "Is it because I drove him just now?" ”

Thinking about it, there is probably only one reason, right?

Unlike Tong Eleven, after Wu Hao heard the young man's answer, his face became strange, but he was thinking of other things.

He knew very well that one of the Li family's two magic weapons was the Red Flame Bronze and the other was the Immortal Core, and these two magic weapons were his descendants...... It was given to the Li family hundreds of years ago as a return for saving lives.

Could this young man be ......

Wu Hao grinned, his eyes fell on the young man, and he began to look carefully.

No wonder it feels somewhat familiar......

The young man didn't notice Wu Hao's abnormality, and he shouted to Li Bingxuan, who was building a residence, "Li Bingxuan, come over here." ”

The busy Li Bingxuan looked at the young man suspiciously, said a few words to Qiao Ling, and walked to the young man's side.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Li Bingxuan knew from Wu Hao and Tong Shiyi that it was this young man who saved them, so she spoke very politely.

The young man bowed apologetically to Li Bingxuan, which caught Li Bingxuan a little off guard, and then, the young man waved his right hand, and two things appeared in his hand.

Wu Hao and Li Bingxuan are very familiar with these two things, one is a bronze coin that emits a red light, and the other is a peach pit that emits a golden light.

"This is, Red Flame Bronze and Immortal Core?" Li Bingxuan exclaimed.

"Yes." The young man nodded, "Didn't you just lose those two treasures?" The old man knew that it had been taken away by the juniors of another family, so he simply gave it to the two of you. But you have to keep it a secret, and don't spread the word about this treasure again. ”

Seeing the young man take out the two treasures and say what he just said, Wu Hao, who was next to the young man, looked even more strange.

With scrutiny in his eyes, he carefully looked at the young man in front of him.

Wu Hao's scrutinizing gaze made the young man feel uncomfortable, and he coughed a little weakly. (To be continued.) )