"Senior Aba, I can't return this little ghost Gu to you for the time being. ”

"Okay!"

Li Ling said this, what else can Aba do? Go up and grab it? Don't be joking, others are the strongest people who have broken through to the realm of grandmasters with foreign kung fu.

Looking at Aba's helpless expression, Li Ling continued: "Senior Aba, when I figure out something, I will return the little ghost Gu to you. In order to show our sincerity, our Dragon Alliance is willing to form an alliance with your White Miao Tribe!"

"Alliance?" Aba was slightly stunned, met Li Ling's serious expression, and his heart moved, Li Ling is now a strong sect master, if he forms an alliance with him, the benefits will definitely outweigh the disadvantages.

Thinking of this, Aba no longer hesitated, laughed, and said, "Okay, from now on, the Dragon Alliance and the Baimiao tribe will be like a family!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing Side Quest 3: Forming an Alliance with the White Miao Tribe!The quest rewards 50,000 points!"

Hearing the cold prompt of the system, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth.

"Li Shao, let's go, let's drink!" Aba greeted Li Ling warmly.

"Aba senior, let's wait for next time when you drink, I still have a lot of things to deal with!"

"That's okay!" From the words of the previous group of ancient warriors, Aba also roughly understood Li Ling's current situation.

"Aba senior, then I'll say goodbye first! When I come over next time, I will definitely get drunk with you!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come over!"

"Let's go!"

Li Ling turned around and walked towards the outside of the Bai Miao Tribe.

At the same time, the news that Li Ling was still alive was spreading to the world at an extremely fast speed.

In the capital, in a luxurious villa, Deng Chenggong was leaning over to write calligraphy, and suddenly, the mobile phone next to him vibrate.

After scanning the information displayed on the mobile phone, Deng Chenggong's face changed greatly, the brush in his hand shook, and the black ink splashed on the snow-white rice paper.

"Li Ling is not dead?" Putting the brush into the pen holder, Deng Chenggong picked up the phone and looked at the content displayed on it.

Gradually, a smile appeared on the corner of Deng Chenggong's mouth, and finally he couldn't help laughing, "I'll just say, how can someone who can be favored by me Deng Chenggong die so easily." Hahaha, Li Ling, good, very good. Outside Kung Fu has broken through to the Grandmaster powerhouse, in this way, my plan will be easier to complete!"

On the other side, in the office of the chairman of Ling Tian Group, Zuo Rujiao clasped her hands to her chest, looking at the blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, tears kept falling, "Li Ling, you are my bastard, make me sad for so long!"

The fact that Li Ling didn't die was like a storm, setting off storms in different fields.

"Not only did Li Ling not die, but he also broke through to the Grandmaster powerhouse!"

"One family and three grandmasters, what great good deeds did the Li family did in their last life!"

"Li Ling has broken through from foreign kung fu to a grandmaster powerhouse, so, will he go to the martial god of the capital?"

"The battle between Li Ling and the Martial God of the Capital is inevitable!"

"Even Li Xuanhu, Gong Jiao, and Kunyangzi, the three powerful grandmasters, are not opponents of the Martial God of the Capital, and Li Ling is definitely not the opponent of the Martial God of the Capital. ”

"That's not necessarily, Li Ling can break through from foreign kung fu to a grandmaster powerhouse, in ancient times, this kind of person was known as a land true immortal. ”

Beijing Hongqiao Airport!

Luxury cars are parked outside the airport, and there are many limited editions of Maserati, Porsche, Ferrari, BMW, which are usually rare.

Zuo Rujiao was wearing a milky white dress, with a nervous look on her bewitching face, and a diamond ring on her left ring finger.

Behind Zuo Rujiao, there was a group of young people from the Dragon League, probing their brains one by one, looking into the airport.

Suddenly, a young man in a burgundy suit appeared in everyone's sight.

The young man's face was resolute, as if carved from a rock, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of eyes as deep as a black hole.

"Li Shao, it's Li Shao!"

"Li Shao is really right!"

"Hahaha, I knew that Li Shao was not dead!"

Looking at Li Ling, who walked out of the airport quickly, Zuo Rujiao suddenly felt a sour nose.

"Sorry for worrying you!"

Walking to Zuo Rujiao's side, Li Ling's eyes were filled with distress, and he stretched out his arms and hugged her in his arms.

"Li Ling, you're a bastard!"

"Huh!"

Listening to Zuo Rujiao's low sobs, Li Ling chuckled lightly and said, "If I'm a bastard, then what are you?

"Li Ling, I miss you so much" Zuo Rujiao raised her head, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at Li Ling who was close at hand, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

"I miss you too!"

kissed Zuo Rujiao on the forehead, Li Ling hugged her little waist, shouted to everyone in front of him, "I, Li Ling, are back!"

At the same time, in the space, the golden ten-zhang dragon alliance list flashed with brilliant golden light.

Regardless of the world, as long as the name appeared on the Dragon League list, at this moment, they all heard Li Ling's voice.

"I, Li Ling is back!"

If Gong Li and the others were still suspicious before, then, at this moment, they completely believed in the fact that Li Ling 'came back from the dead'.

"Let's go, Shangri-La Hotel will pick up the wind and wash the dust for Brother Ling!" Wu Shi shouted.

"Let's go, wash the dust for Li Shao!"

"Boom, boom!"

Luxury cars are constantly being started, like a monstrous beast roaring.

Sitting in an RV, Li Ling put his arms around Zuo Rujiao, stroked her hair, raised his eyelids, and said to the driver: "Go to Wusheng Temple!"

Zuo Rujiao raised her chin violently, looked at Li Ling, and said in a lost voice: "You want to find the Martial God of the Capital?"

"Li Ling, is it too anxious to go to the Martial God of the Capital now?" He Minmin on the side couldn't help but speak.

Although Li Ling has broken through to the Grandmaster powerhouse, he has also broken through through through foreign kung fu. However, after all, the Martial God of the Capital City is the most powerful ancient martial artist in Huaxia, and even the three strong masters of Li Xuanhu, Gong Jiao, and Kunyangzi are not opponents of the Martial God of the Capital City.

"Some things have to be faced sooner or later!"

"I don't agree that you should go to the Martial God of the Capital City now!" Zuo Ru looked at Li Ling excitedly.

The news of Li Ling's death hit Zuo Rujiao too hard, if she didn't want to avenge Li Ling, Zuo Rujiao would have the idea of dying with Li Ling.

Now that Li Ling has come back from the dead, how could Zuo Rujiao let him take another adventure.

Meeting Zuo Rujiao's gaze, Li Ling stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, and said with a smile: "Even that kind of explosion in the East China Sea can't kill me, do you think that the martial god of the capital can kill me?"

"I don't care, anyway, I don't agree with you going to the Martial God of the Capital!" Zuo Rujiao grabbed Li Ling's clothes tightly with both hands.