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Li Shenglong looked around tremblingly, and as soon as he saw Liu Lang coming back, he immediately stepped forward and asked in surprise: "Sect Master, you, are you back?" ”

Liu Lang nodded and emphasized again: "Don't call me the sect leader anymore." ”

Li Shenglong opened his mouth, and it seemed that it was difficult to change his words for a while, so he had to change the topic and said: "Those Taoist priests are gone, you, have you caught that person?" ”

Liu Lang shook his head: "He ran away." ”

"Huh?"

Li Shenglong was stunned, as if he didn't expect someone to be able to run away from Liu Lang's hands.

At this moment, in Li Shenglong's heart, Liu Lang is already a god-like being.

The mood that I wanted to play was completely gone, and there was no point in creeping up from behind at this point.

Liu Lang said: "Go up the mountain." ”

The two of them walked up step by step along the stone steps that had been shrouded in the atmosphere of modernity, and soon came to the gate of Longhu Mountain.

Dozens of Taoist priests lined up on both sides, looking at Liu Lang like a welcoming guest, and the first one was Rao Wanchun.

Among them, I didn't see the shadow of Rao Jiumei and the clay man king.

Among those Taoist priests, there were many Taoist priests who participated in the Dragon and Tiger Sword Formation.

At this time, the news of Liu Lang's breaking the Dragon and Tiger Sword Formation had spread throughout the entire Dragon and Tiger Mountain, except for the people involved, many people looked puzzled and unconsciously looked Liu Lang up and down.

Rao Wanchun saw Liu Lang coming up, took two steps forward, arched his hand towards Liu Lang, and shouted: "Enter the door of my Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and you must pass my pass first." ”

The sword was flicked, but it was majestic.

Although Rao Wanchun was completely bottomless when he met Liu Lang's eyes, he had to do enough to discuss the role in the dark hole.

Liu Lang squinted his eyes and looked at Rao Wanchun, but he sneered: "I didn't expect it to be so troublesome to propose a kiss?" Hmph, originally I also brought a dowry of tens of thousands of yuan, but at this time, since you want to meet each other, it is just a matter of saving. ”

Liu Lang patted his backpack, there were indeed tens of thousands of yuan in it, which happened to be the ghost catching fee given by Shi Tianji.

Arching his hand towards Rao Wanchun, Liu Lang shouted: "Okay, since that's the case, today, Lao Tzu will use Taoism to meet you stinky Taoist priests!" ”

said this, but his heart was inextricably linked, remembering the letter Rao Jiumei gave him.

The content of the letter is extremely sincere and very simple, basically analyzing the secret visit during this time, and feeling that the clay man king is unlikely to be the murderer who killed Rao Wufeng.

One of them also said a sentence that made Liu Lang have to be moved: We have a deep relationship, help me, you are helping yourself.

Seeing this sentence at that time, Liu Lang's heart jumped twice, and he touched his head and thought about it for a long time, but he was a little confused.

In the end, Liu Lang came to a conclusion that the secrets on his body had a lot to do with Longhu Mountain, and indeed helping her was helping himself.

However, the letter did not mention the marriage, but just reminded Liu Lang that he had a plan in his heart, how to face the clay man king.

Although Rao Jiumei's tone of voice was blunt, Liu Lang knew deeply that she was now compelled to do so.

A girl with a very high heart like Rao Jiumei, if she didn't have no choice, she would never ask others for help.

After Liu Lang read the letter, he sighed in his heart, and burned the letter in front of Rao Wanchun.

"Uncle, do you know what is written in the letter of the ninth sister?"

After burning the letter, Liu Lang raised his head and stared at Rao Wanchun with a smile.

Rao Wanchun was stunned, his face suddenly turned red, he didn't know whether he was angry or not suitable for this title, he even stammered a little when he spoke, shook his head and said: "I, although I don't know what the ninth sister is going to do, but I believe her." ”

"What do you believe in her?"

"Believe in what she did!"

"Oh......"

Although Rao Wanchun is not very smart, there is no one who can replace Rao Jiumei in this regard.

Liu Lang was silent, thought about it for a while, and understood that Rao Jiumei might have something she didn't tell Rao Wanchun, but smiled lightly and patted Rao Wanchun's shoulder: "Since Jiumei doesn't want others to know, then I will assume that I haven't seen you, that's no problem, right?" ”

Rao Wanchun is not good at lying, but he still nodded: "Which is more important, I can tell it clearly!" ”

"Good!"

After speaking, Liu Lang turned his head and walked back, without investigating where this cave leads.

Rao Wanchun was stunned after Liu Lang left, but he quietly sneaked back to Longhu Mountain, and what should be done is still to be done!

Rao Wanchun held the sword in his hand, looked at Liu Lang with a nonchalant look, but snorted coldly, pointed at a Taoist priest and said, "Senior brother, give him the sword to use!" ”

The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and threw the sword to Liu Lang.

Liu Lang took the sword, played with it twice, stared at Rao Wanchun and asked, "What, you want to give me a sword competition?" ”

"Dao art is naturally based on swordsmanship, not only to compare swords, but also to spell arts! Hmph, I know you're amazing, but it's not so easy to enter the door of Longhu Mountain without shedding your skin! ”

Rao Wanchun said, stomped on the ground with both feet, threw his body forward, and stabbed directly with a horizontal sword!

…………

Cave behind Maoshan Mountain.

A slightly slumped figure stood in front of the four iron cages.

The figure's body trembled slightly, its eyes closed, the corners of its mouth twitched, and its hands twisted, as if it was struggling in its heart.

After a long time, the figure suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at the third iron cage.

There, there was a stout man who was several laps taller than normal, with distinct muscles on his body, but his eyes were still a little wooden.

The man's soul is incomplete, and it is the wandering corpse.

Standing in front of the wandering corpse was none other than Wan Yiliang, the head of Maoshan Mountain.

Wan Yiliang's face was pale at this time, and his eyes were gloomy, like a scattered fallen leaf, swaying.

"I have been cultivating for many years, but now it is difficult to make progress, but my body is getting more and more exhausted, if I don't have a chance, I'm afraid I ......"

Wan Yiliang squeezed two tears in his eyes, but his face was inexplicably sad.

He sighed softly and looked at the four iron cages one by one.

The first and fourth ones are empty, and the Zhaoyue and Zuo Yan who were originally waiting in them, one is the four-tailed white fox, and the other is the black witch protector.

Now, only the two iron cages in the middle remain, a cloud of humanoid black smoke on the left, and a strong man on the right.

For that humanoid black smoke, Wan Yiliang didn't dare to touch it even if he was bold, but this wandering corpse could give it a try.

People who are about to die are always extremely attached to life, and Wan Yiliang knows that his life is short, but he refuses to give up lightly.

"This wandering corpse soul is scattered, as long as I refine it into a puppet, the fox tomb and the line, I will naturally have a better chance of winning, and then, if I can really get a glimpse of the immortal traces......"

Wan Yiliang's eyes flashed with a hint of expectation, and he slowly stretched out his hand, and there was a blood-red talisman in his hand......