Chapter 1: Killing Night
From time to time, the cloudy sky sounded with the sound of thunder, and the rain poured down, as if it would not give up until the ground was wet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Occasional flash of purple lightning in the pitch darkness of the night provided a moment of light for the dark night.
Taking advantage of this moment of light, he saw the direction of the road in front of him, covered the wounds on his body, and then stepped on the rain and walked into the woods on the side.
Not long after Leng Ao left, two people in robes and hats appeared where he had just been. It's just that these two people are glowing with a light red light, I didn't expect that there would be two spirit master-level powerhouses in such a remote wilderness.
"Why is it gone?" said one of them.
"He's wounded, it's impossible to go far, besides, where can a twelve-year-old kid run" One of them looked at the waterlogged road: it's raining now, but there are no footprints on the road, he must have fled into the jungle, chase!
The Tang Dynasty, the Protectorate of the Princess.
"Haven't you found the young master yet?" Leng Li sat on the main seat with a gloomy face, the murderous aura that had dissipated in the early years of cultivation was now completely exploding, and the entire hall became a little cold and depressing, and no one dared to speak.
Tell the people below, "If you can't find the young master, you don't have to come back." Leng Li said to the housekeeper. No matter who dares to touch my cold son, you will be torn to pieces!
Leng Ao fled without a direction like this, the clothes on his body had already been cut into strips of cloth by tree branches along the way, but he had no time to care about these at all, he only had one thought now, desperately fleeing forward. He no longer knew how far and how long he had run.
Looking at the wound on his body that was still bleeding, Leng Ao's somewhat pale and tender face frowned, and the excessive blood loss had made him very weak. And he knew that it was impossible for him to escape the pursuit of the two spirit masters. If there is no problem with his body, he may still have the possibility of surviving if he succeeds in becoming a spiritual priest, but there are not so many ifs in life.
"Boom"
By the light of lightning, the short "day" stumbled proudly towards a dilapidated thatched hut in the distance.
"Bang"
Leng Ao slammed the door and fell to the ground, and there was a burst of dust on the ground, and I don't know how long it had been since anyone had entered here. And the two dilapidated doors were finally reimbursed under the cold and arrogant impact.
The hut was groggy, chairs, tables and some furniture were lying on the ground in a mess, and the whole room was filled with a rotten musty smell.
Leng Ao rested on the ground for a while before regaining some strength, then propped his hands on the ground, and struggled to get up and sit on a chair, leaning there to gasp.
He knew it wouldn't be long before the two killers would follow the smell of blood.
However, it is better to die in the wilderness outside, Leng Ao would rather die in this thatched hut, at least he will not be dismembered by wild beasts here.
The thunder was still ringing, and the heavy rain still did not mean to weaken by half a minute. Leng arrogantly laughed at himself helplessly: I can't imagine that my dignified son of the protector of the country would die in this broken thatched hut in the wilderness, but it's okay, it's better to have a good time than living like a waste like this.
Smack~smack~smack
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of rain-soaked shoes on the ground outside.
Then two middle-aged men in cloaks rushed in from the night, holding a half-arm-long scimitar in their hands, and the rain dripped down the hand covering the hilt, splashing several small droplets of water on the floor.
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A sunny day with a warm breeze.
Li Fan, came to a four-star hotel, just walked into the gate of a hotel, at this time saw a man in a suit and leather shoes came over and said: I'm sorry, our hotel is not allowed to sell products, please go out.
Li Fan looked at the person in front of him, who was not much older than himself, and saw that there was a hotel manager's nameplate hanging on the right chest of this person.
I didn't expect this person to become a manager at a young age, it's really enviable, Li Fan thought.
"Sorry to interrupt. Li Fan said with some embarrassment, and then walked out with his head down. This is not the first time he has encountered such a situation.
Looking at the somewhat depressed back of the young man who walked out of the door, Lin Feng also sighed with emotion, it is not easy for young people now! I don't know how much effort I have made, how many grievances I have suffered, and how many screenings I have gone through to get to this position.
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Li Fan just walked out of the door when he received a phone call: Hey, Ah Biao.
What are you doing! Get on the number, buddy, I've been beaten up by the crowd. The phone came through Ah Biao's voice.
The "upper number" that Ah Biao said to Li Fan is actually a game with the background theme of the Three Kingdoms. Li Fan has been playing this game since the closed beta, and he is the top five players in the combat power rankings.
Looking at the product in his hand and what had just happened, Li Fan sighed: That's it for today, it's time to relax after being busy for so long.
Li Fan walked to the entrance of the subway, and he didn't know why there was some water on the floor at the subway intersection, Li Fan suddenly fell directly from the stairs of the subway and hit his head on the stone slab under the stairs......
Forehead......
Li Fan woke up, and he didn't know how long he had been in a coma Li Fan thought. Hey, that's it, doesn't look like it's in a hospital?
Li Fan found himself lying on a wooden bed, covered with a quilt that was not new or long, and the room was a little dim, only a single bed and a dresser. It's said to be a dresser, but it's just a mirror on a table.
At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a little boy in an ordinary cloth dress walked in: Hey, you woke up, and thought you would be in a coma for several days.
"Well, that's what it is?" Li Fan rubbed his forehead, then sat up with his hands on the bed.
"Hey, don't get up, you're still weak. Ji Wushuang saw Li Fan get up and hurriedly went over to help him. After making sure that he was really okay, he said: When it rained heavily a few days ago, my father rescued you from the hut in the woods east of the city.
"By the way, who are you?, how could you be hunted down by the shadow guards," Ji Wushuang's bright eyes stared at him curiously.
Li Fan also saw the girl in front of him clearly at this time, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and her skin could be broken by blowing, although she was wearing a cloth dress, she still couldn't hide her beautiful and fragrant appearance. has such a look at such a young age, and when she grows up, she will definitely be a beauty who will captivate the country and the city.
My name is Li Fan just when he wanted to say his name suddenly flooded into his head with a memory that did not belong to him.
"My name is Leng Li Fan, I don't know why I was chased and killed, does the girl have anything to eat?" After lying down for a few days, the rice grains did not enter, and Li Fan was already hungry, and his belly was pressed against his back.
"Well, I was negligent, you wait, I'll make you a bowl of porridge" After speaking, Ji Wubian left the room.
At this time, Li Fan sorted out the memories that had just poured into his mind.
It turns out that the owner of this body is called Leng Ao, and he is the eldest son of Leng Li, the protector of the Tang Dynasty. Leng Ao is a once-in-a-century genius, he obtained the weapon martial soul through talent awakening at the age of only six years old, and then his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has cultivated to the cultivation of a nine-star spirit in just one year. However, in the next four years, no matter how much he cultivated, even if he used countless Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasures, he could not break through to the cultivation of a spiritual scholar. If you can't break through to the cultivation of a spiritual person, it means that you can't step into the life of the upper class for a lifetime.
Originally, as the eldest son of the protector of the country, even as an ordinary person, he would have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime, and the blame was that he had a marriage contract with Li Xinyi, the ninth princess of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Xinyi, the ninth princess of the Tang Dynasty, born to the current holy lord Li Guang and the queen of the Tang Dynasty, has already broken through to the cultivation of the spirit at the age of only ten years, and is the fairy dragon guardian spirit who has contracted to the seven-star beast martial spirit. And Li Xinyi has also become the youngest dragon spirit host in the history of the Tang Dynasty.
It is conceivable that how could she be married to the cold arrogance of waste in the current Tang Dynasty.
Today's Protector Leng Li has a fateful friendship with the current Holy Lord Li Guang, and Li Guang's current position was pushed up by Leng Li and some people at the beginning, so Li Guang did not want to assassinate him.
And Li Xinyi's film as an eleven-year-old little girl is even more impossible, so excluding these two, the remaining ones are the current queen, and the current fourth prince Mrs. Li!
As a person who has crossed over, Li Fan was already in his 20s in his previous life, so it is obvious who did it in this assassination, but these are not big problems, and it is Leng Ao's business who is responsible for him.
It seems that the name Leng Ao can not be used anymore, Li Fan thought of it. If Mrs. Li finds out that Leng Ao is not dead, she will definitely not let him go, after all, the stakes involved in this matter are too great. He, Li Fan, didn't want to be chased and killed again just after crossing over. And as a person in peacetime, he can withstand this kind of toss......