Liu Li looked at the wine in front of him, he didn't know what it came from, he suddenly realized that he didn't have to die today.

The Seven Kills and the Giant Arm all sat up straight when the Sage handed over the wine, and even Mu Lu reached out to take the wine, and the rest of the people bowed their heads and bowed.

Liu Li has been with these people for so long, and has even made a lot of benefits for many of them, but no one has ever bowed his head to him, let alone bowed.

Everyone here, even Liu Li, respects the Sage from the bottom of their hearts, is this the effect of those golden lights? Forcing others to respect you? Do you really have such skills? Even in the world of passengers, isn't that too rebellious?

Liu Li is like this, although he is amazingly smart, but there are some things no matter how obvious they are, even if they are right in front of him, he doesn't believe it. Don't be surprised, people who are too smart do.

The Sage returned to his seat, his voice deep in his voice: "I have persuaded the Bloody Hand to give up his revenge on you. But unfortunately, I can't get him, I should ask them to forgive you.

As for Mu Lu, in a sense, she should thank you. Because of you, she finally believed that the Seven Killings had always been the same as they had been at the beginning, and they were still enemies of the world for her original intentions. You don't know how many times I've persuaded her, but it's not easy for Mu Lu to believe things that he hasn't seen with his own eyes. ”

It was the first time Liu Li heard that someone could say so good about his calculations.

The saint continued: "Maybe like the Wood Soul and the Seven Kills, it will take a long time for you and the Bloody Hand to unravel them. Passengers are like that, the stronger we are, the more determined we are about what we believe in. Sometimes it's a good thing, but sometimes it's the opposite.

Happily, though, no one of the saints will take revenge on you, at least that's what they promised me. ”

Liu Li frowned: "Why help me?" ”

"Help?! I didn't help you, my friends are angry and want to go to war with a dangerous person, and of course what I should do is to do everything I can to persuade them to give up. ”

At this time, an aura should appear on the back of the Sage's head, and this person is simply a god-like existence. However, Liu Li never believed in God, let alone that there were god-like people in this world.

"What exactly is your purpose? What do you want me to do? ”

"Is there anything you can do for me?"

Liu Li must say that there is nothing wrong with this sentence at all, is there anything he can do for the Sage? Obviously not, that is a man who has already stood at the top, especially after today's relationship, Liu Li is even more sure of this.

"You don't want to go to war with the Black Council? But itself ... You don't want a targeted large-scale conflict now? Why? What are the Saints planning? What do you want to do? The Black Council won't let its guard down because of that, Lawheart... ”

"Has anyone ever said you talk a lot?"

Liu Li did have a lot of words, but no one ever disliked this. Because he often only talks about the vital points, when the words Seven Kills came out, Liu Li really wanted to rush over and tear his mouth apart. The problem is that the person who can cut through the space with the Qinglong Glaive Knife is not so easy to tear his mouth.

Liu Li looked at the members of the Saints who began to drink with each other, and he suddenly realized that even if he left, no one would care. When did his own life, a ticket for a stamped title become so worthless. These people should be attacking themselves like crazy, even if it's for their own tickets.

But they all stood quietly at this time, taking a sip of the wine in their cups from time to time, all because of the Sage?! This is really a terrible person, is this some top-level psychic skill?

Liu Li finally left the villa, and walked out of the villa directly, not to mention that there was no one who stopped him from even looking at him more, it must be said that this kind of sadness is really incomprehensible to others.

After a long time, an old-fashioned community in Shanghai.

Mao San sat on his bed, and it was already cold at this time. But the window was wide open, and Mao San just looked at the windblown curtains without saying a word.

Why don't the Sages kill themselves? What the hell is his purpose. What exactly are the Saints planning, and why are they reluctant to confront the Black Council head-on?

Liu Li had communicated with Tai'a for the first time last night, and Tai'a said that he had reported what he had seen, but neither Faxin nor the Count felt that there was anything they could do about it. Not to mention that the heart of the law has not fully recovered, even if the Black Council is full, will all rush to the human world to fight the saints to the death?

Even if this kind of thing really happens, it can't be because Liu Li is trapped.

So it is conceivable how surprised Tai'a was at Liu Li's return. However, all of Liu Li's attention was focused on the saints, why let himself go, they definitely had ulterior motives.

There is no tolerance in this world, there is no nobility, and there is no one who does not pursue interests. So what is the purpose of the saints letting themselves go, if it is to avoid war with the Black Council, it is too far-fetched, what is it, killing themselves The Black Council may not even let out a fart.

"Let's go"

A sudden voice interrupted Liu Li, and he looked up at the person who spoke. Only then did I remember what I was doing here, Mao San's situation was getting worse and worse, so Liu Li was forced to come here.

He exhaled deeply, the things about the saints lingering in his mind, but he still spoke: "No matter how drunk you are and beat people, Shen Shen will not help you." ”

"He asked her to be chickens, chickens standing on the street soliciting customers! Do you know? I gave him all my money and he let her do it, and he asked her to do it! Do you know? ”

Of course, Liu Li knew what Mao San was talking about, he was talking about Liu Ting. Everyone gave up on this woman, but Mao San didn't. The saint's affairs were enough to annoy Liu Li, how could he waste time on a woman who was played with as rags.

Liu Li took a deep breath: "I can give you the money again, but you should know that you can't help Liu Ting, that's his own choice!" ”

"Are you worthy of your dad by treating her like this!? Is it worthy? He raised you for decades, that's your sister" Mao San has never roared like this in his life, like a wounded lion.

I don't know why these words made Liu Li inexplicably angry, because these words reminded him that the words that the saint said to himself not long ago were so correct but equally disgusting.

Liu Li's voice was cold: "Why do you all have to say such nonsense, then I will repeat it again, my father dares to treat me like Liu Ting, and I will treat him like Liu Ting!" Do you understand?! ”

At the end of this sentence, Liu Li found that the tone was excessive. After all, Mao San is a little nervous now, and he has always been the most vulnerable. So Liu Li quickly added: "That's Liu Ting's own choice... ”

"You've never cared about anyone, Liu Li, you've never really cared about anyone."

Mao San's words made Liu Li look up helplessly, he really didn't have time to spend on these things, and immediately replied: "Then why am I coming to see you now, do you know how much I have to do。。。。。 Mao San, you are my brother, you can't go on like this, Liu Ting chose that man by herself, who has the way? ”

"If I also did what Liu Ting did to you, would you also watch me being ruined like that? Only you can help her, we can't help it, but you must have, you must have! Liu Li, can you help her, okay? ”

Liu Li felt that Mao San was really abnormal, and he immediately began to think about what to do. A private psychotherapist is probably a good choice, and it is better to cut off Liu Ting, the source of interference, and send the woman abroad, the military prostitute camp of the African warlord or the trafficking group of women in Eastern Europe.

Liu Li was thinking about it, and suddenly saw Mao San stand up, and then he was about to kneel. Almost instinctively, Liu Li showed extraordinary speed and took the first step to support Mao San.

"You have a good rest, don't worry about Liu Ting's affairs, everyone has their own destiny."

"You help her, can you help her, Liu Li, you help her, she is your sister. You help him, please, please help her. ”

Liu Li knew that there would be no result if it went on like this, so after putting Mao San back on the bed, he strode out of the room.

The old corridor made Liu Li's mood even worse, he couldn't understand what was going on with Mao San, he didn't care about Liu Ting, what was he doing. But it will definitely not work like this, a plan will appear immediately, the kind of medicine given to Liu Ting will also give Shengmao three injections, so that he will fall in love with other women who are not so troublesome.

Liu Li passed the plan almost without stagnation, and he didn't have time to waste on these things. The most important thing is to deal with the saints, and you have to think carefully from beginning to end, and it is best to guess the purpose of the saints, and if you can't guess it, you must think of all the details.

"Whoosh~~Touch!!" Liu Li, who had just arrived on the road, was completely deformed by a heavy object falling from the sky.

Liu Li instinctively thought that he had been attacked, but what his eyes saw was Mao San, whose head had been completely shattered on the top of the car!!

At least half a minute, he was only stopped for ten seconds when he was besieged by the Holy Team, but this time it was a full half minute. Then, like a wood carving, Liu Li was like a baby who had been forced to leave her mother, and began to yell hysterically at a loss: "Ah!! Yes!!! Yes!! ”