The surrounding sergeants and doctors who knelt on the ground trembled in unison, and although Li Xiaobai's voice was not loud, it shook their hearts like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and kept echoing in their hearts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the warlocks are powerful, the number of mortals is even greater, a thousand, ten thousand, or even a hundred thousand times, and if they can really unite as one, I am afraid that they will really become a terrifying force that cannot be ignored.

Li Xiaobai's words are like tiny seeds that have fallen into the hearts of some people, silently taking root and sprouting, and even growing to a degree that no one can predict.

The green snake that suddenly appeared made the four warlocks present fearful.

Naruyama Daoist still wanted to scold, but he noticed that the aura emitted by the green snake made him can't help but palpitate for a while, I can't help but feel that his cultivation is not as good as the other party, is this really a little demon in the Spirit Rhino Realm that he originally imagined? How can it feel like a demon clan in the Transformation Realm.

With such a powerful demon clan, he is not afraid of backlashing against his master?

There is a huge difference between the cultivation of master and slave, and it is common for them to lose control.

"What a powerful demon slave! The day before yesterday was really underestimated!"

The blind old man looked at the huge green snake behind Li Xiaobai, and faintly felt that the other party's cultivation realm seemed to be on par with his own, and a trace of incredible surprise appeared on his face.

Looking at Li Xiaobai again, he still has no aura, no different from mortals, and even his own mid-level cultivation of God Refining cannot see through the true realm of the other party, such a means of concealing cultivation is really breathtaking.

But no one thought that what they saw was the truth.

The slave family is already very powerful, and the broken golden eyes of the green snake faintly carry a bit of arrogance.

However, Li Xiaobai didn't look behind him from beginning to end, he didn't think about the fox fake tiger power at all, and confronted the four warlocks in front of him with the help of Qing Yao's might.

He was angry that immortal discrimination existed not only among warlocks, but even many mortals took it for granted.

The sun was shining, but the air in the camp had plummeted a few degrees inexplicably, and everyone was aware of the imminent chill.

"This matter will end here! Since the old man gave him the Hundred Herb Cultivation Pill, how to deal with it is his business! Xiaolang, you are so self-conscious!"

The blind old man suddenly spoke, breaking the solemn and tense atmosphere of the confrontation, holding the bamboo cane of Xiangfei, turning around and leaving step by step.

Tuk Tuk Tuk ......

The bamboo cane tapped on the ground and drifted away.

The sergeant and the healer, who knelt on the ground and didn't even dare to lift their heads, suddenly felt the pressure on their bodies relaxed, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Hmph!

The head of Mingshan Dao, who had not dealt with Li Xiaobai from the beginning, bluffed down a cruel word, put away the magic weapon wooden sword, and strode after the blind old man's back.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, why bother with the donor!"

Zen Master Dajue and Li Xiaobai had no grievances, twisted the Buddha beads and shook their heads, and left one after another.

Yin Juren glanced at Li Xiaobai deeply and said: "This world is originally the law of the jungle, if you treat yourself as a mortal, how can a beautiful woman throw yourself into your arms, you are too young." ”

This warlock with a famous reputation said so many words to Li Xiaobai for the first time, and his tone carried a strong Too young, too simple Tucson meaning.

"Let's go!

Li Xiaobai smiled lightly and arched his hand, he knew that his relationship with other warlocks had suddenly dropped to the freezing point.

What others think is a matter of their own eggs.

Men are based on the world, take other people's paths, and let others have no way out, since they don't live for others, why care about other people's opinions.

"Li Gongzi, Li Xianchang, you ...... like this"

A doctor from the wounded camp came over with a sad face, feeling that it was really unwise for Li Xiaobai to go toe-to-toe with other immortals in order to maintain the dignity of these mortals.

"It's okay! what kind of bullshit immortals, at most they can do some magic, after all, they are still mortals, they still have to die after being stabbed, and they are not really immortal. ”

Li Xiaobai shook his head nonchalantly, he wouldn't believe that Xianfan had such a statement.

On the contrary, the inexplicable superiority of those warlocks made him very annoying, and this emotion may be related to the fact that Dalang Li Mo invited the Xianmen to seek revenge.

"Little, thank you for the immortal chief's life-saving grace!"

The doctor has always been the heart of the healer's parents, and this healer and the other healers smiled bitterly and fell to the ground.

This immortal chief is really an anomaly, but fortunately, no matter how different he is, he is always a kind-hearted person, and the immortal water and novel rescue methods given him have been able to save a lot of lives since then.

In the tall circle of warlocks, the rule that the hard fist is the boss is still universal, and Li Xiaobai's provocation of the universal value of Xianfan is tantamount to stabbing a hornet's nest, attracting the warlocks of the Thousand Pheasant Army and the alien warrior battalion to educate this muddy boy to follow the rules and return to the right path, not to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

However, Li Xiaobai's performance on the battlefield the day before yesterday, as well as the terrifying green snake demon beside him, made the blind old man and others jealous, but the qualifications for education were determined by the fist.

Baicao Yunyu pills and water, rot suturing and refining and anti-inflammatory methods such as spirits and propolis are multi-pronged, coupled with the fact that he is young and strong, and his vitality is vigorous, Ding Zhi, who has an attack of poison, was pulled back from the edge of the death line.

The injuries of many other soldiers who were blessed have been greatly improved, and the mortality rate has been greatly reduced, not only those injured sergeants and wounded camp doctors, but even all the sergeants in the Thousand Pheasant Army, in the eyes of all the sergeants above and below the Thousand Pheasant Army, what this immortal chief surnamed Li did was equivalent to the Buddha of ten thousand families.

No matter who you are, there is no guarantee that you will not be injured in the next battle, let alone that you will not have a poison attack, and the healing technique that can cure the poison is tantamount to giving everyone a second life, and its significance is no less than killing the enemy commander in the midst of all armies and turning the tide of the whole battle.

However, Li Xiaobai remained calm and usual from beginning to end, even dismissive, without any pride, and such a "humble" attitude won the favor of the vast majority of people.

Comparing the two, the warlocks of the alien camp gradually felt the inexplicable pressure that appeared at some point.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat, this sentence is like a magic spell that entangles the hearts of the other four warlocks in addition to the night cry immersed in the world of arithmetic.

When Lao Ding's wounds were no longer swollen and pus, and the high fever gradually subsided, Li Xiaobai, who had been in the wounded camp for three days, finally had to take a flight ride into the carriage arranged by Steward Liu, with a brief map, escorted by a group of cavalry under the reverent gaze of everyone, to the karez where the Jiedu Mansion of the Wolf Dao was located.

On the one hand, he accepted the inquiry of the envoy of the festival, and on the other hand, confirmed the identity of the silver-armored female general on the battlefield that day.

Five days later, Li Xiaobai and his entourage rushed to Karez.

Just had a trace of curiosity about this military town that was filled with the smell of fireworks and steel, and faintly had a little bit of the color of a small industrial town, but Li Xiaobai didn't have much curiosity and emotion, so he stepped into one of the northern roads of the Dawu Dynasty for the first time, where the military and civilian political centers of the entire Wolf Road were located, and the Jiedu Mansion surrounded by a bluestone high wall.

As everyone knows, when he was looking at this Jiedu Mansion, the guards in the mansion were also looking at him, wanting to see what this warlock who took the life of the enemy commander in the midst of all armies was like.

However, there was no trace of the original expected fairy wind bones on the other party, but it was like a humble and polite, gentle and elegant scholar.

After the report, Li Xiaobai met the supreme commander of the Wolf Dao, the real feudal official of the Dawu Dynasty, and the official worship of the second rank of the brave general Lin Mian.

Perhaps it is a well-maintained relationship, although the age of knowing the destiny has passed, the beard is still black and shiny, and the festival degree in his fifties makes the adult still look like he is only in his thirties.

"You are Li Xiaobai, Li Xiaolang?"

Being in a high position and holding great power, Lin Mian's tone was not angry and arrogant, and he looked up and down at the young warlock in front of him who had made great achievements.

He had already heard of some of the things that happened in the wounded camp of the Thousand Pheasant Army.

It's better to be famous than to meet, and when he saw him with his own eyes, Lin Mian was convinced that the other party was a very introverted and low-key young man.

If he hadn't known that the other party was a warlock who could take the life of the enemy chief among the hosts, I am afraid that most of them would have regarded him as a harmless scholar, but he was born white and pure, no wonder some people never forgot it.

"It's Li Xiaobai down there!"

Li Xiaolang had no consciousness and pride as a "warlock", and bowed respectfully.

"I heard you're from Xiyan Town?"

Instead of getting straight to the point and inquiring about what happened on the battlefield that day, Lin Mian brought up irrelevant topics.

"It's the people of the Li family in Xiyan Town. ”

Due to Li Xiaobai's deliberate efforts to maintain his own reputation, it seems that the Li family, which has been ruined by banditry, may return to its former big dogs.

If there is a warlock in charge, it is enough for any family to become the undisputed local tyrant, as long as they do not rebel, even the local county lord has to look at the face of this local tyrant.

The people in Xiyan Town never thought that the Li family's search for immortals was fruitless, but caused disasters, and he didn't know life and death.

Lin Mian nodded with a smile and said, "Sure enough, it's you, then, Xiaolang, do you recognize Bai Ying'er?"

"Ying'er?" Li Xiaobai's breathing immediately stagnated, and he immediately became uncontrollable and excited, regardless of some rudeness, he took a few steps closer, and asked eagerly: "My lord, please tell me, where is Ying'er?"

The guards in the festival hall wanted to separate the immortal elders who were too close to the festival to make adults, but they saw Lin Mian shaking his head at them.

"Sakura, haven't you seen it?"

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