The sacred is only an illusion for a moment.

Life goes on.

So.

After hearing Zixuan's words again, Lan Li slapped her ass twice.

The beaten Zixuan has a red face and red ears.

"From now on, you will be my person, and you have to listen to me in everything you do!"

"But..."

"No, but!"

"That...."

"There's no that!"

"I...."

"You'll be surnamed Lan with me in the future, do you know?"

"Oh....."

Zi Xuan nodded a little ignorantly, and then a pair of eyes bent into a crescent moon.

Lan Li looks like it now, she really likes it.

Skirmishes.

When one side has an overwhelming advantage, it often ends quickly.

But in the current scene, this is obviously not the case.

Even with the advantage of numbers, the encirclement and suppression team composed of villagers still fell into a state of fatigue after falling into the refueling tactics of the Quanzhen disciples.

After a large number of casualties, more than one person quietly broke away from the group and ran into the dense forest.

They thought they could live.

Pity.

Lan Li had already seen the long sword in the hands of the Quanzhen Sect disciple in the jungle reflecting.

"The smell of blood is so heavy..."

After a few silent killings, Zi Yan, who had obediently stayed by Lan Li's side, muttered.

Well.

Less than three hundred meters to their left, there was a ten-man squad of the Quanzhen Sect that was responsible for interception.

These Quanzhen disciples seem to want to exterminate everyone in Lujiazhuang.

Leave no .......

Half an hour later, with a bang, the outer wall of Lujiazhuang was breached.

In the midst of the flames, Lan Li could only vaguely hear a few words such as 'no chickens and dogs left', 'all killed', and 'no living mouth'.

Seeing this scene happening, Lan Li had a slight whisper in his heart.

He remembered that Lujiazhuang had a foundation in the Condor plot!

Why was he slaughtered by the Quanzhen Sect like this?

That Guo Daxia in Xiangyang City, and....

Thinking of Wu Santong, Master Yideng, and those people who are scattered and related to Lujiazhuang.

Lan Li was suddenly stunned.

"These people, it seems... Are they all firmly on the side of the Southern Song Dynasty? ”

Thinking of this, think about the sentence released by Wang Chongyang a few days ago, 'Even Genghis Khan, I will kill you to see'.....

Lan Li suddenly felt that his brain had become insufficient.

Sure enough, pure martial arts are for people!

Even a top grandmaster like Wang Chongyang can't control his own disciples and grandchildren.....

Lan Li was still thinking in his heart.

On the other side, the Quanzhen disciples seemed to have dealt with those who had escaped, and finally someone had come to contact them.

"Are you Wudang disciples?"

The visitors were dressed in Taoist robes and dressed as Taoist priests, but as long as they were slightly distinguished, their identities could be seen.

"Mongol soldiers?"

"No, no, no, I'm a true disciple, you can call me Wang Baobao.

Of course.

Call me Timur if you like! ”

The Mongol soldier seemed disdainful of hiding his identity.

Seeing that Lan Li and the others didn't mean to do it immediately, they grinned and showed their white teeth!

"Wudang disciple, I hate to appreciate you.

If you are willing, after the end of this secret realm, you can go to the palace of Dadu to serve.

High-ranking officials, glory and wealth, all can be obtained! ”

After saying this, Wang Baobao made a strange etiquette to a few people, and then turned around and left with them.

Situ.

Lan Li looked at their departing backs, his eyes narrowed into a line.

Wang Baobao?

I'm sorry, I haven't watched much of the Lanli TV series, and I don't know much about Heaven and Dragon Slayer.

But as a hard-working college student, he once studied history hard to add points, but he has a deep memory of this 'Mongolian prince'.

'Why don't you try to kill him here?' ’

Such a thought flashed in his heart, and then he was buried in the bottom of his heart by Lan Li.

This is a real big shot!

can be touted by Zhu Yuanzhang as the existence of the god of the army, and if you want to come to Mongolia, there will not be too many of them.

That's how they killed him.....

Unless you are fully prepared, Lan Li will not risk her life.

The killing intent in his heart flashed away.

However, at this moment, Wang Baobao, who had already walked to Lujiazhuang, suddenly turned around and glanced at Lan Li:

"Friend, my good friend, I'm glad you recognize my name.

This makes me very happy!

But I advise you, don't think about assassinating me.

Your Grand Master won't want you to do that, and neither will your Emperor!

Hahahaha! ”

The guy turned around.

It seems that it is just to say such nonsense.

So, how did you find out that I wanted to kill you after all this distance? ’

Seeing this second-class military god disappear, Lan Li blinked.

Turning his head to look at Zixuan, he asked, "Do I look like I want to kill him?" ”

Zixuan nodded violently.

"So obvious?"

"Your murderous aura is coming out of your eyes."

Saying that, Zixuan showed him a grinning expression: "Very manly." “

"Uh.... Never mind. ”

Lan Li shook his head, and decided that he would still find someone to learn from it in the future, how to restrain his killing intent.

......

......

The fire burned for half the night.

With the matter of Lujiazhuang, Wudang and his party have no intention of looking for people.

I rested in this dense forest for half a night.

Stay until dawn.

Before they could make a move, a Quanzhen Sect disciple came to the door.

Here came two.

This time, it was not the Mongolian soldiers in disguise, but the real Quanzhen disciples.

The two of them looked as usual, as if they had not heard of the events of last night.

I just told Lan Li and the others that they were specially here to lead the way for the group.

For the next half day, the faces of the group were ugly.

And not just because of last night.

It's also because they're really 'going the wrong way'.......

The two Quanzhen disciples also seemed to know that their image was not good, and they didn't say much along the way.

After taking Lan Li and the others to the assembly point in front of the Tomb Sect.

He blended into the crowd and disappeared.

The camp is huge!

It was a huge camp with enough people to live in a thousand people.

Because they are all martial arts masters, everyone cuts wood effortlessly.

When Lan Li and the others arrived, it had already formed the appearance of a small town.

There are also broth sellers in the camp ....

It may be that Wudang's clothing is very recognizable.

After seeing them, many people helped show them the way, so that Lan Li and they quickly found another team in Wudang.

Well.

They didn't get lost in the hidden sword, they arrived as early as yesterday.

After learning that Lan Li and the others actually went to the north, these guys almost lost their breath with laughter.

But it's okay.

If they come late, they don't have to build their own houses.

The group gathered for a while and began to talk about the topic.

For example, just yesterday, Murong Fu, who had a relationship with Lan Li, was beaten out after breaking into the formation.

The little monk from Southern Shaolin was also stung by a bee, and he is still lying on the bed.

"You didn't see, just yesterday, those bees the size of a baby's fist.

The black press is pressed one by one.

As long as you don't pay attention to being stung by a bee, then you have to wait for a group to find you! ”

Speaking of this, Zangjian let out a 'sneer' laugh from his mouth.

And stared at Lan Li with a strange gaze:

"That's how the little monk of Southern Shaolin planted it.

Brother Mingyue.

Do you want to try it, and say that you can't survive it with your physique? ”

"Uh...."

Hearing him say this, Lan Li blinked:

"Am I stupid?"

"Hey!" When Zangjian heard this, he couldn't help shaking his head and said:

"You didn't see the girl who controlled the bees yesterday.

The long one is called a water spirit.

I'll tell you.

Just that very stinky Murong Fu, quite arrogant, right?

Just him.

When I saw the girl yesterday, I ran over stupidly.

I kept shouting 'cousin' and 'cousin is me'.

Our big teeth are going to laugh when we hear it......."

Lan Li: "......"

After a moment of trance, Lan Li secretly pinched his fingers.

Is it Liu Tianxian?

Really?

Endure!

Don't laugh!

Don't laugh out loud!

After listening to the words of the hidden sword, Lan Li was already able to create that kind of scene in his head.....

A girl who is the same as Wang Yuyan in terms of clothing and temperament.

Suddenly appeared in the formation.

Or his 'mysterious' cousin!

If he is in Murong Fu's position, he will have to try to recognize his relatives.....

Hold back the smile in your heart.

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Lan Li said with a straight face:

"And then, thousands of you were stopped by a girl all day?"

"How can you?"

The hidden sword glanced at him, and then he snorted at the side of the practice:

"See, that's amazing.

You didn't see the momentum of her shot!

After plunging into the bee colony, people were stunned and relied on the true anger of the body to kill it! ”

"Huh?"

Lan Li glanced at Lian Ni Sheng who was sitting in the distance, and then asked curiously, "Then what?" ”

"And then... was slapped out by a girl dressed in black. ”

As he spoke, Zangjian motioned to Lan Li to look at Lian Nishang's shoulder.

There was a white scarf tied there.

"She's hurt?"

"Well, before leaving, I was shot by the woman in black, and it looks like it's okay."

"The woman in black? Did she say what her name was? ”

"Listening to others, it seems that the surname is Li..."

"Li Mochou?"

"Uh.... You know? ”

Zangjian was a little stunned, he didn't remember this name, how did Lan Li know?

Lan Li shook his head at him.

Stood up and walked over to Lian Nishang.

"I heard you've been poisoned?"

Lian Nishang, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly raised his head.

A pair of cold pupils stared at Lan Li for a moment.

Subsequently, it translates into blandness:

"I can't die, my internal strength and mental method, restrain all kinds of strange poisons."

"Don't be reckless, otherwise I won't be able to explain to Senior Brother Yihang."

Lan Li didn't think that the poison of the Ice Spirit Silver Needle was so easy to resist.

Otherwise, Li Mochou in the original book would not have created a huge reputation.

said.

Lan Li took out a few bottles of antidote refined with elixir from his sleeve and threw them over.

"I'll call Zixuan to come to see you later, if there's anything inconvenient, you can talk to her."

"For Zhuo Yihang's sake?"

"Well, he's one of the few friends I have in this world."

The words fell, and Lan Li had already left.

Leave Lian Ni Shang in place.

The medicine bottle is pinched to death......