Old Man Luo is gone.

His back suddenly reminded Li Fengliang of a person in this snowy scene.

When he left that day, the people of the entire Central Plains were seeing him off.

Or that most of the people in the Central Plains want to kill him.

But he would never have thought that Luo Ning was his son.

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His gaze fell on the gap in the sword-testing stone.

The stone was cut in half.

It's like a flower blooming in the snow.

He calmly looked at the stone that had been cut in half by the sword.

He could tell at a glance that the stone had been cut with a sword.

Because he himself is also a master of the sword.

He seemed to know who had cut the stone into it with a sword.

But for some reason, he didn't feel Yi Shui's sword intent on this stone.

What he sensed was a woodcutter.

There are many woodcutters in this world, and there are also many woodcutters.

Sycamore, of course, knew that the stone could not have been cut by another woodcutter.

There are many woodcutters in this world, but there is only one one who uses the sword to enter the knife.

She suddenly felt a little irritated, because as soon as she saw the stone, she could think that she and the Daredevil had almost succeeded on the top of the green mountain that day, but in the end they still failed.

It's all because of the boy who cut the stone.

Li Fengliang felt the slight change in her expression, he turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sycamore bowed his head and said, "It's nothing, just a little hungry." ”

Li Fengliang smiled, "Eat when you're hungry." ”

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Because his old mother did not come with him.

So Li Fengliang suddenly felt a little in a trance.

He was still thinking about what Old Man Luo meant by what he said.

He didn't figure it out in the end.

The food on the table today is extraordinarily rich.

This is an extremely luxurious banquet set up for a great general to catch the wind.

Braised duck in sauce, meatball soup, and extremely fatty sea bass that was chiseled out of the ice......

The dishes on the table are extremely tempting, and this is probably the best thing Li Fengliang has ever eaten in his life.

The wine is the best daughter red.

The wine is strong and suitable for winter.

But Li Fengliang didn't drink, he just ate a few bites of food lightly.

But as his little maid, Wutong was the first time to see so many delicious things, these things have never been seen in the Demon Sect, she knew for the first time that the original duck could be burned like this, and it was the first time she knew that the meatball soup was so delicious.

The master stood next to Li Fengliang and looked at the face of the Wutong who was immersed in eating.

He frowned and looked at Li Fengliang, "General, isn't this a little inappropriate?"

Li Fengliang asked, "What's wrong?"

The master hesitated and said, "It seems that there is some ......."

He wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he didn't continue to say that paragraph.

Li Fengliang asked, "Shame?"

The master gritted his teeth and nodded, and then said softly, "It seems that there are some." ”

Li Fengliang glared at him and said, "If you are frozen in the cold outside for a few days, and you are asked to come back, you will not feel ashamed." ”

He looked at his master and asked seriously, "Do you know why most of the people in the places where the Zhou Tu Uprising went supported him?"

The master shook his head gently.

Li Fengliang looked at him and said, "This is that we have always been people-oriented, and you have always been self-oriented." ”

The master stared at the fragrant sycamore that was eating with his head down, and shook his head helplessly.

He seemed to understand why Li Fengliang could do so much as a general.

With his serious attitude towards doing things, no matter what he does, he will make a difference.

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He was stunned for a long time, and then finally voiced the concerns in his heart.

"But I'm still a little nervous. ”

Li Fengliang asked, "What are you nervous about?

The master was stunned for a moment, and then finally nodded heavily, "I am indeed a little scared, after all, there are many cultivators in that army. ”

Li Fengliang put down his chopsticks, he suddenly looked at his master and asked, "My master, ......?"

The master paused for a moment, and Li Fengliang asked very seriously, "Does the cultivator have more eyes or more hands than you?"

"This ......"

The master lowered his head because he couldn't answer.

Li Fengliang stood up and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"There's still a lot to learn. ”

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He turned and went back to the bedroom he had prepared for himself.

But what he didn't expect was that Sycamore also walked in.

Li Fengliang frowned, "What are you doing?"

Sycamore said nervously, "I want to do something that a maid should do." ”

Li Fengliang looked at her and said, "I just don't want you to cause me trouble." ”

Sycamore whispered, "But there's no trouble right now. ”

Li Fengliang said, "You are the trouble." ”

Sycamore said lightly, "Oh oh. ”

She stood in the doorway silent for a long time, but did not leave.

Li Fengliang explained helplessly, "I'm not targeting you, but I'm really not used to others serving me." ”

Wutong looked at him and asked seriously, "You were all alone before?"

Li Fengliang said, "Yes." ”

Sycamore replied lightly, and she turned and retreated.

The emotions in her eyes were suddenly complex, and they were elusive for a while.

It was a little cold, but the coldness melted a lot because of the gray-white coat.

At this point she stepped out, and the coldness covered her pupils again.

Before she came, the Demon Lord told her a lot, the most important of which was that she couldn't be emotional.

She always thinks that this worldly relationship is a very idiotic thing, which cannot be eaten or used as a weapon.

But when she felt Li Fengliang's concern, something in her heart just changed.

She froze, and the coldness covered her face.

She gently reached into her arms and touched some kind of spiritual artifact.

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The mountain outside Guangming City turned into a snow-capped mountain at this time.

In the mountain gate of the Demon Sect, the Demon Lord was staring at the white cliff in a daze.

Suddenly, he sensed a message that something was going to pass on to him.

He looked up slightly, then his gaze fell on the sky.

That's the news that Sycamore has passed on to him that he has succeeded.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

For this war, he made a lot of preparations.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated.

He's still recovering from his injuries, and he's got time.

But does he have time?

Do they have time?

How long can the county lord hold out?

He asked lightly, "What is the reaction of the three major sects?"

The people under him began to become very nervous, they didn't dare to raise their heads, but whispered, "We didn't stop those letters of help sent to the three major sects, they must have been delivered at this time." ”

The man who spoke was very frightened.

Because he thought the Demon Lord would be angry.

But what he didn't expect was that instead of being angry, the Demon Lord smiled happily.

He knew that his master might sometimes laugh more scarily than he got angry.

But the Demon Lord really laughed this time.

He was happy.

It's not pretended.

He looked at the man and said with a smile, "I want to see who of the three major sects dares to be the first to come forward after seeing this letter of request for help?

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