Bay North Airport.

Li Mu took off his coat and looked at Dong Hao, who was sweating profusely beside him, and couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Elder Dong, I told you that this body is too thick, and you still don't believe it."

"People who practice kung fu, what can be done with cold spots and hot spots, I call it preparedness."

Dong Hao was still stiff with his neck, but his wheezing voice couldn't hide it.

"Special mother, this climate difference is really big enough."

Finally, Dong Hao couldn't hold it back, threw the heavy military coat aside, and breathed a sigh of relief after tasting it, and the whole person looked a lot refreshed.

"It's good to get used to it."

Li Mu smiled, stood on the side of the road and waited for the taxi, and went to the city.

"Brother Li, do you have any plans for this trip to find the fragments? We can't just run around like headless mice. Dong Hao fanned the wind with his hand and asked casually.

"I don't have any plans yet, but we can go to this place and ask first."

Li Mu took out a note from his arms and threw it to Dong Hao.

Dong Hao glanced at it, frowned, and said, "What is this place?" ”

"A person who opened a martial arts hall, his ancestor is Zhao Lianhe."

"Earth Demon Sword Zhao Lianhe?"

Dong Hao smacked his tongue and was a little surprised.

"Yo, Dong Lao still knows him."

This time it was Li Mu's turn to be surprised.

"The older generation of people who practice martial arts have more or less heard of it, but isn't this person practicing the Earth Evil Sword, what can he have to do with Liu Yunqiao?"

Li Mu shrugged his shoulders and said straightforwardly: "It doesn't have much to do with it, but I only know such a person who practices national arts on Bay Island, do you have any other way?" ”

"Damn, knowing that the toad has four legs, you dare to raise poison dart frogs, it's really good, you're here, what else can you do, go where you say."

is unfamiliar with life, Dong Hao has no temper, so he can only follow Li Mu's words.

Fortunately, the two of them are now neither short of money nor lack of time, and it is better to have a goal than to be like a headless fly, scurrying all over the ground, grasping a clue, and seeing how much information they can squeeze out.

After getting into the car, Li Mu handed the note to the driver, and then leaned back on the back of the seat, closing his eyes to recuperate, while Dong Hao was absentmindedly fiddling with his mobile phone, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time ticks by.

When the two got off the plane, it was already the second half of the night, and when they entered the city, when they arrived at the address on the note, the sky was already faintly bright, and it was early in the morning.

After getting out of the car, the two of them found a nearby hotel, opened two rooms first, and made up for a good night's sleep.

Across the street from the hotel, I remember the address on the note.

Not far from each other, the two were not in a hurry, and had a bite to eat by the way, so they came to the door without hurrying.

"Wow, that's magnificent."

Dong Hao stood at the door, looked up at the plaque with the words Lian and Wuguan, couldn't help but smack his tongue, and peeked at Li Mu again.

"How is it, Brother Li, how does it compare to the brand of your Yanjing Martial Arts Hall?"

"What do you think?"

Li Mu smiled and threw the question back.

Dong Hao touched his chin, and finally shook his head with a helpless sigh.

"It's still almost meaningful, the light words are big, the plaque is big and has a fart, the key is to see what is written on the plaque."

"Indeed."

Li Mu nodded, and then without hesitation, he stepped up the steps.

When the front desk in the martial arts hall saw the two of them coming in, they immediately smiled and came up.

"You two, how can you help?"

"Find someone."

Li Mu said lightly.

"I don't know who you're looking for?"

The front desk was a little wary, but still asked cautiously.

"Zhao An."

"Tsk, this ......"

The face at the front desk was a little embarrassed, and after hesitating for a moment, he boldly asked: "Two, Boss Zhao hasn't come to the martial arts hall for a long time, I don't know what the two of you are looking for him?" ”

"A martial artist doesn't stay in the martial arts hall honestly, and he runs around all day long."

Dong Hao, who was following behind Li Mu, said angrily.

Li Mu touched his nose and felt that he had been shot inexplicably.

"What the hell are you guys up to, two? If it's okay, let's leave. ”

was scolded by Dong Hao, the face of the front desk changed significantly, and the tone became a somewhat non-negotiable posture.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little bad, Li Mu hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, my friend and I, just like you looking for the boss, are both learning Chinese arts, and this time I came here to ask him about something, and there is no malice." ”

"Really?"

The front desk looked at the two suspiciously, and only said after a while: "Then you two wait here, I'll call our boss first, if he agrees, I naturally have nothing else to say." ”

After the front desk finished speaking, he returned to the counter and made a call.

Li Mu breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Dong Hao, while Dong Hao looked up at the sky, obviously not taking it to heart at all.

Three minutes later, the front desk put down the phone and said softly: "Two, our boss will come over later, if you two are not in a hurry, you can go upstairs and sit down." ”

"Thank you."

Li Mu hugged his fist, and under the guidance of the front desk, he went upstairs and waited in the reception room.

The reception room is a small room, with only two sofas facing each other, and a transparent glass coffee table in the middle.

Dong Hao sat down in the corner with a big grin, and then fiddled with his mobile phone, Li Mu shook his head helplessly and chuckled, and then sat opposite Dong Hao.

After about two hours, the door to the reception room was pushed open again.

A middle-aged man in a suit and black-rimmed glasses walked in.

Compared with Li Mu and Dong Hao, two people who practice martial arts, he seems a little weak, so weak that he doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner at all, but more like an out-and-out businessman.

"It's you two looking for me."

When the man entered the house, he smiled and took the initiative to say hello.

Li Mu got up slowly, looked at this person's eyes, and asked curiously, "You are Zhao An?" The descendants of Zhao Lianhe, the earth-shattering sword? ”

"Exactly, how, not like?"

Zhao An smiled slightly, his expression calm.

"Not really."

Dong Hao, who was sitting in the corner, lifted his eyelids, touched his chin, and smacked his tongue.

"You don't look like a martial arts practitioner no matter how you look like this, with your body, let alone a punch and a kick, I'm afraid that I will blow and surprise you."

"Hahaha, this master seems to be very confident in his kung fu."

Zhao An didn't mean to be annoyed at all, but shrugged his shoulders very naturally.

"It's a pity, if I learn the kung fu of my family, I will definitely try to meet friends with martial arts, and then drink wine in a big bowl and eat meat."

"You don't know how to martial arts?"

Dong Hao raised his eyebrows, obviously a little unconvinced.

"A carpenter's son doesn't have to be a carpenter."

Zhao An smiled, then pointed to his feet.

"What's more, I still passed down the inheritance of my ancestors, and I didn't let him waste it."