On the sixth day after leaving Yanjing, Liu Lang and Li Shenglong finally came to the foot of Longhu Mountain. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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Although it has entered winter and the air is a little cold, it still cannot stop passers-by from worshipping the Taoist holy land.

Pedestrians are weaving, endless, so lively.

Thousands of miles along the way, Liu Lang's methods have completely convinced Li Shenglong.

Li Shenglong's initial doubts were slowly conquered by the young and unseemly sect leader in front of him at this time.

Li Shenglong was originally a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, and after being molded into a clay man, he basically did not grow old again.

It is said that each other is born from the heart.

No matter how muddy it is, Li Shenglong still can't hide the vicissitudes of his heart.

Just following Liu Lang's side, Li Shenglong sincerely admired, and his respect for Liu Lang was not only on his face, but also in his heart, this scene was similar to the old slave who traveled with the rich son in ancient times.

Coming to the foot of Longhu Mountain, it was almost noon, Liu Lang looked up at Longhu Mountain, and beckoned to Li Shenglong, "Master Litang, it's still early, the scenery here is good, let's go around here first." ”

Li Shenglong naturally didn't have any opinions, and hurriedly asked, "Sect Master, where do you want to play?" ”

Liu Lang glanced at Li Shenglong and said with a smile: "Call me by my name directly in the future, Liu Lang, there will be no more Black Witch Sect." ”

"This ......"

"Hehe, it's only *pie."

"Yes."

Liu Lang naturally felt the changes in Li Shenglong, and his heart became more and more emotional.

No matter what time it is, it is the strong who are respected.

It seems that between this calm world, there are many unknown things, and these things are not at all solved by ordinary money power.

In many invisible worlds, only true strength is the power to survive.

Unconsciously. Liu Lang's path is different from that of most people, and the identity of the student has only become an ethereal disguise.

Maybe. When you go back from Longhu Mountain, it's time to graduate, right?

Liu Lang looked at the great rivers and mountains in front of him. Unconsciously relaxed, he murmured in a low voice: "I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this land, I can't bury my heart anymore!" Hehe......"

With a chuckle, I seemed to instantly understand the feeling of being comfortable.

Striding towards a place with fewer people.

Many parts of Longhu Mountain have been transformed into tourist attractions, but the most natural parts are still the most interesting.

Liu Lang decided to go to those places where no one had walked before going to Longhu Mountain.

Li Shenglong saw this. Hurry up and keep up.

And when Liu Lang arrived at the foot of Longhu Mountain, the clay man king had also gotten the news.

Standing on the top of Longhu Mountain, the clay man king also seemed to have an unprecedented sense of comfort, looking at the surrounding mountains at his feet, as if a king with the world in his chest looking down on his own country, the corners of his mouth were even more smug smile: "Haha, everyone says that Ying Wujian will never betray his master." But what is betrayal? If Shadow Innocent becomes the master, will it still be a betrayal? Haha, haha. As long as I can enter the fox tomb and find the method of the legendary immortal path, I will no longer be anyone's shadow. I will only be myself. ”

Jumping in the air, the figure flashed, and jumped directly off the cliff.

The body is like a bird, and the toes are lightly touched on a tree with a crooked neck, and the quick dodge has been rushed down to the top of the mountain.

Weiyang Pavilion.

The clay man Wang Lang laughed loudly: "We should welcome the future husband of the ninth sister." ”

His Royal Highness's disciples saluted one after another: "Yes, uncle." ”

Unconsciously, although the clay man king is only the name of his uncle. But he already has the fact of being in charge.

And the promise that once let Rao Jiumei inherit the head of Longhu Mountain has been left behind.

Liu Lang and Li Shenglong made three turns and two turns. It has reached a place that tourists can't reach.

It is surrounded by a dense forest, although it is still at the foot of Longhu Mountain. But there's clearly a sense of the wild.

There were no half human figures around, but there were more and more herbivores, such as hares, wild sheep, and the like.

Seeing this, Liu Lang couldn't help but play with it, turned his head and said to Li Shenglong: "Let's go around to the back mountain of Longhu Mountain, and then climb up when people are not paying attention after dark." ”

As he spoke, Liu Lang showed a sly smile.

Li Shenglong's mouth opened wide, and he couldn't figure out which one Liu Lang was doing?

Liu Lang smiled, no matter what Li Shenglong thought, he was about to continue to go around, when he suddenly frowned, and said softly: "Hmph, you still do this trick?" ”

Immediately stopped, and whispered to Li Shenglong: "Be careful, there is an ambush ahead." ”

Li Shenglong hurriedly lifted his spirits, but he didn't understand whether the ambush in front of him was a beast or a man, so he casually broke off an arm-thick branch from the side and held it in his hand.

This Li Shenglong's only reliance is the wax figure, although he is the hall master of the Black Witch Sect, but after all, he is already a clay figure, not only does he not have his natal Gu, but when he really fights, he is probably only a little more powerful than ordinary people.

I had just grasped the branch when there was a sudden rustling sound overhead.

Li Shenglong looked up, but saw a figure flashing.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

The figures were so fast that they moved around the trees like monkeys, and they couldn't see them clearly.

Liu Lang was very calm, as if he had expected it, and he was not moved at all.

Li Shenglong leaned over to Liu Lang's side and asked in a trembling voice, "Sect Master, what's going on?" ”

"Name."

"Yes......"

"Hmph, it should be a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain."

"What, how did they end up here?"

"Tempting us, of course."

Liu Lang raised his head and glanced at the shadows, then suddenly bent down, picked up a stone, and threw it hard towards the left rear.

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound, followed by a scream.

Suddenly, a figure fell from mid-air and fell heavily to the ground.

However, the figure rolled on the spot, not letting Liu Lang and the others see clearly at all, but it disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

Liu Lang shook his head lightly, and said to himself: "It's really not easy to get, after all, this is someone's territory, and digging the tunnel casually is enough to drink a pot by yourself." ”

Brush!

Pulling out the innocent whip, Liu Lang shouted loudly: "Friends of Longhu Mountain, since you are here, let's show yourself, why are you sneaky?" ”

This frame is similar to the ancient battle of watching the enemy.

However, as soon as the words fell, I saw a strange wind suddenly arise around me, carrying the dead leaves scattered on the ground to meet me.

Liu Lang hurriedly threw out the innocent whip, snapped a few times, and whipped the dead leaves clean.

At the same time, I only heard a burst of shouts in the woods: "Dragon and Tiger Sword Formation!" ”

The surrounding figures flashed again, instantly wrapping Liu Lang and Li Shenglong in it, and it was difficult to fly! (To be continued.) )