Chapter 107: The Role of the Lonely Soul

"You virtue, what did you do to be pressed into bed by your daughter-in-law?" Wednesday leaned on a chair in Longli's study like a puddle of mud.

"Hey, hey, quick, tell me, what's going on with this thing?" Long Li directly ignored Wednesday's teasing, pointing to the tattered cloth bag on the ground.

"What's the matter, Jin Liang, didn't the spies tell you?" Wednesday was also a little confused.

"Tell me, what I want to know is, why did you get him back?"

"them, and then arrest them. Wednesday said after a moment of deep thought, and then fell silent.

A moment later

"And then?"

"It's gone. ”

"What? Gone? That's gone?"

"Ah, no, what's the matter? Do you still want Lao Tzu to come to Duan Zhou to fight the eight-foot stream of heroes and fight the evil forces of Jincheng?"

"Damn! ”

The two of them pulled for a while, but the truth of the matter was always made clear, and it was only at this time that the two remembered the sack thrown on the ground.

Long Li called someone, lifted the sack and fell directly to the ground.

With the sparse sound and scream of the hard object touching the ground, a pile of equipment and a person were thrown to the ground, and the equipment was naturally captured in the battle of Eight Feet Stream on Wednesday, and the person was naturally Jin Liang.

"Damn! It's you, sissy. Long Li looked at Jin Liang with an exaggerated expression, looking at his expression, he obviously knew about it, but he wanted to express it pretentiously, which means: Lao Tzu just wants to disgust you.

After shouting, Long Li didn't look at Jin Liang's venomous expression, waved his hand to call someone, and took away the equipment to study, after all, at a glance, those equipment were obviously at least one grade stronger than his equipment in Long City.

"Say, why are you here to beat Lao Tzu?" Long Li squatted in front of Jin Liang with a big grin, and he didn't know where to get out of his hand A small wooden stick, and he stabbed Jin Liang for a while.

Your uncle, what did you say Lao Tzu did to fight you, naturally someone reported that you defended against the attack of Vicious Dog Ridge, which led to the city's air defense, and our Jincheng wanted to take the opportunity to annex you. Jin Liang glared at Long Li viciously, thinking in his head, but he couldn't say so, if he said so, he would definitely not be better, and a beating was the minimum, although the spies who mixed into Dragon City kept saying that Long Li, the city lord, was not a violent lord, but who knows if there would be a wrong tendon, he went straight away, pulled out a knife and slashed himself directly, after all, his current state is a typical prisoner, and life and death are all decided by others.

"I'm just doing a routine patrol in Jincheng, I want to ask, why did your Dragon City suddenly start a war against us!" Jin Liang snorted coldly in his nose, but he bit back at Long Li.

"I'll go to your uncle's patrol, with 10,000 people on patrol, and with your Jincheng's secret guards, are you playing Lao Tzu as a fool?"

Fuck you, uncle, didn't the spy say that Long Li is not a violent master? This fucking captives are not merciless at all, and it is really sour to watch a stick that has no lethality to pump people, and the stick does not leave his facial features.

Jin Liang tried his best to dodge the stick that the dragon power crackled and drawn, and he had already decided in his heart that if he could go back alive, he would definitely pick the skin of the spy, no!

"Again. Long Li seemed to be tired from the fight, so he simply moved a chair, sat down in the chair with a golden knife, stretched out a stick and stabbed Jin Liang.

Jin Liang can become the military advisor of Jincheng, naturally he is not a soft persimmon, but he is a little congenital defective, which causes him to be a bit like a soft persimmon, but he is actually a ruthless person, after all, between the two big cities, everyone has spies planted in it.

"Fuck!" Looking at Jin Liang who raised his head, Long Li's body sitting firmly on the chair suddenly shook, followed by a burst of hahahaha laughter, the wooden stick in his hand pointed at Jin Liang's head, and it shook and trembled, but it was a bit like that.

This...... This...... It's fucking miserable.

I saw Jin Liang, who raised his head, on his originally white face, there were at least dozens of red marks crisscrossing at this time, which were naturally smoked by the wooden stick in Long Li's hand, and a small white face was pumped white and red, tender and juicy, and the two tubes of nosebleeds had also flowed through the mouth unrestrainedly, and at this time it was hanging on the chin, ticking down, and the head seemed to be the place that Long Li focused on, and the red marks were extremely clear, and he was drawn into a Siberian tiger.

Bah!

Jin Liang, who raised his head, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, glanced at Long Li with a cruel look in his eyes, and then had a stalk on his neck, which was obviously expressing, Lao Tzu didn't say it, and he didn't say it if he was killed.

Long Li is really not a violent city lord, so after dreaming of the scene of Jin Liang being stabbed by Long Li several times on Wednesday, Jin Liang was escorted.

Cut!

Watching Jin Liang being escorted down, Wednesday pouted. In the eyes of Wednesday, it's all ghosts anyway, and with a click, go down and let him have a ghost ride 2, and it's over.

"It's useful to keep him. "Long Li naturally knows what this cut means on Wednesday.

There was no response on Wednesday, just another pout.

"What about the lonely soul I want?" said Wednesday a moment later.

"Let's go. ”

Half an hour later, the two of them had arrived in a place in the city, and on Wednesday they looked at it, which was almost the size of a town in reality, but there were no living facilities, only a high wall around them, and the two climbed up the wall, and the wall was divided into many areas by the wall again, and the middle of the area was empty, and there was nothing else for the lonely soul.

"Lonely Soul Containment Station. Long Li pointed to the city wall at his feet and said Wednesday.

Well.

Wednesday hummed softly, a bit like a real-life orphanage or shelter.

"What are you doing with lonely souls?" asked Wednesday suddenly for no reason.

"Fighting. Long Li's face was a little stiff when he replied.

"Hmm. "Wednesday naturally knows what Long Li means by fighting, that is, the lonely souls in this city are cannon fodder, and few of them can awaken their consciousness and be selected to become Yin soldiers. Today's containment station is obviously a lot empty, after all, there are hundreds of thousands of cities in the underworld, and no matter how many lonely souls and wild ghosts are divided, there are not many of them being divided by such a large base.

"Let's go, let's go down, I'll take a look. Wednesday said a word, jumped directly from the city wall, the city wall is more than ten zhang high, Wednesday seems to need this height of more than ten zhang to impact his somewhat depressed emotions.

There were probably tens of thousands of lonely souls gathered in the containment station, and when they landed on Wednesday, the Thousand Heart Trick was instantly activated, slowly enveloping the tens of thousands of lonely souls.

After a while, Wednesday took back the Thousand Heart Formula, but there was a little disappointment on his face, there were tens of thousands of lonely souls, none of them had any residual memories, of course, there was also the reason why Wednesday Thousand Heart Recipe was just a small success. It's just that this probability still made Wednesday a little disappointed.

Wednesday stood there with a frown, surrounded by a lonely soul with a wooden face, and a confused dragon power.

"What's wrong?" Long Li looked at Wednesday and asked casually.

"Go and call Xiao Qi. Wednesday didn't answer Long Li's words, and said casually.

Damn, what the are you directing chores? Long Li turned his head to look left and right, and it seemed that he was the only one in the huge field who "understood".

You are awesome! Long Li tried his best to control the grass and mud horse running wildly in his heart, and called out to Wednesday stupidly.