Chapter 116: I'll Be Absolutely Majestic Tomorrow

Eleven closed the door and watched the stray dog fall to the ground when it entered the house, rubbing it on the ground constantly, as if it was itching all over its body, and only in this way could it be more comfortable.

"Dali Temple has been cleaned recently?" Bai Yueshi's voice came out of the mouth of a stray dog, "I didn't want to find a cockroach, let alone a mouse, I searched for a long time, and I found a dying dog nearby, it really itched me to death!" ”

"The vicinity of Dali Temple is so clean that there are no cockroaches and rats?" Eleven immediately grasped the point and frowned, "Dali Temple is inhabited by hundreds of fast catchers, it is impossible to be so clean. ”

"I'm afraid you're really being targeted." The stray dog rolled over from the ground and looked at Eleven, "I checked the inside and out of the underworld with Xiao Heihei, and we suspect that the mastermind behind the scenes escaped from the Lechuan River. ”

When Eleven heard the three words Lechuan River, the whole person couldn't help but tense, and his little hands were tightly clenched into fists.

"Eleven, are you okay?" The stray dog walked up to Eleven's side and kept touching Eleven's small hand with his front paws, "What happened back then was not your fault!" ”

"It doesn't matter who is right or who is wrong anymore, and the consequences cannot be changed." Eleven pairs of eyes showed a gloomy and cold color, and said, "The river beads have been broken, and the Lechuan River has dried up, and the countless evil spirits that have been suppressed have broken into the yang world and hidden the world for many years. ”

"Now these evil spirits finally can't hold their breath and want to come out to do evil, since they have encountered it, they will naturally be destroyed."

"This matter is very serious, without alarming the other masters, I will discuss with Xiao Heihei, and I will stay by your side to help you."

The stray dog raised his chest and made a majestic appearance, but his body was too weak and itchy, and this action lasted less than three seconds, and his whole body fell to the ground.

Soon, like a shrimp, he kept hunching over and rubbing on the ground.

The corners of Eleven's mouth twitched, and he poked his eyebrows with his hand.

"You better go back, I can handle it alone."

"No, didn't I have no way to get on this stray dog? You wait, I will definitely appear in front of you majestically tomorrow, and I won't hold you back, so it's decided! ”

The stray dog didn't wait for Eleven to speak, and jumped out of the open window, and there was the sound of the soles of his feet on the bluestone road, getting farther and farther away.

Meantime.

The brightly lit Wanfu was instantly turned off and plunged into darkness.

Such a weirdness made Wan Xiong's heart startled, and he hurriedly opened the door of the study.

Under the unknown moonlight, he saw a black shadow rushing over quickly, and Wan Xiong used his kung fu to fight against it.

The light in the room is not strong, most of them rely on hearing to judge each other's moves, very strange, there seem to be a few more people in the room, but these people did not make a move on him.

Wan Xiong quickly walked in the direction of the wall, took down the sword that hung on the wall, and drew the sword one by one, while resisting the hilt with one hand, preventing him from drawing the sword.

The two fought again.

In less than ten rounds, he was caught by the opponent.

Wan Xiong couldn't help but be frightened.

His martial arts are not weak, and he can easily capture him in such a short period of time, and he can't help but be surprised, when did there be such a powerful person in the Imperial City?

What's more, he is a general, or a prince.

No one dared to move.

The person who broke into Wanfu with such fanfare and caught him was definitely the person of the virtuous king, otherwise who would have the courage to do such a thing?!

Just as Wan Xiong was guessing, the glass lamp in the room gradually turned on.

In front of him sat a man.

Lazy posture.

Three thousand ink hairs scattered behind him at will, like a blooming ink lotus.

Only with a golden ghost mask on his face, he couldn't see his face clearly.