If Qiao Shan, Wei Chilie, Han Li and the others had already crossed the threshold of the second realm and had already entered the ranks of the powerhouses, they could sense the majestic aura hidden on Lu Li's body.

Then the two brothers like Mo Ning and Mo Da Zhuang couldn't feel it, after all, they had just stepped into the threshold of blood soul cultivation, and they were only in the early stage of the first realm. They looked at Lu Li's eyes full of doubts, because the owner in front of them did not have the kind of great coercion that they had given them ten days ago, but was just like an ordinary person who did not cultivate blood souls, without any blood soul aura around them.

"Hey, Brother Mo, what's going on?Did something happen?How did the owner of the village become an ordinary person?" Mo Dazhuang leaned into Mo Ning's ear and said playfully, his expression was a little suspicious, and even a little flustered.

In his eyes, Lu Li is the sky, without Lu Li, he would definitely still be living a wasted life as a rich peasant child in Yabei Village, and he is even an ordinary person.

In his heart, he was full of gratitude to Lu Li, grateful that the other party did not really expel him at the beginning, but recognized his dead face in a tacit way, which made him a blood soul warrior.

Therefore, when he felt that the blood and soul aura on Lu Li's body had disappeared, he was completely an ordinary person, and he was very sad in his heart.

Listening to his cousin's question, and seeing the doubts and sadness in the other party's small eyes, Mo Ning couldn't cry or laugh a little, glared at the other party without saying a word, and still maintained his cold expression.

Compared with Mo Dazhuang, Mo Ning's brain is undoubtedly much brighter. Although he also felt that the owner of the village seemed to have become an ordinary person after going to the boundless water, but when he saw the more awe-inspiring eyes of Qiao Shan, Liu Hu and others, he knew that it was a problem with his own cultivation vision.

Obviously, the cultivation of the owner of the village has not only not been lost, but has become more refined, and it has been refined to the point that a junior blood soul warrior like him cannot see through it.

But Mo Dazhuang didn't think so. In my heart, my little eyes, which were not much bigger than soybeans, blinked, and I was about to cry when I saw it, and I also lost a large part with the large army in front. It seems that there is a rhythm of finding a place to hug the tree and cry.

Mo Ning really couldn't cry and laugh more and more, he really didn't want to see his cousin look foreign. He leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.

"Really?" Mo Dazhuang's eyes suddenly opened to the size of peanuts, and he rubbed his hands happily.

Mo Ning didn't pay attention to him, he believed it or not, so he quickened his pace and chased after Lu Li and the others.

"Stupid, stupid like a pig. Mo Dazhuang slapped his head vigorously, and then chased after him, running so much that he was a happy child.

The small actions of the Mo family brothers naturally couldn't hide from the few people who had advanced cultivation in front of them, but they didn't hear anything, only Lu Li and Qiao Shan. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, all the big competitions have been settled, from high to low, large and small military positions have already been mastered. Almost everyone in Huining City knows that there are two biggest winners, one is Xiao Rui, and the other is this Lu Li.

These two will become the new generation of magnates of the Scarlet War Court of Huining Mansion. Compared with Xiao Rui, people obviously pay more attention to Lu Li, because Lu Li is too young, and the young ones are a little unusual.

"Yikes. Is that the owner of Lujiazhuang? Really young!"

"No, I didn't expect to be so young. Captured a position as an Overseer. ”

"Sure enough, it's a young talent!" Many people who met Lu Li along the way couldn't help but whisper freely.

"Cut, I don't know how to be **** lucky, I don't have any blood soul breath at all, it's not as good as me......" A bright young man who had just stepped into the threshold of blood soul cultivation looked at Lu Li and said disdainfully.

As soon as he finished saying this, he received a slap on the head: "Turtle calf thing." You know a fart, your limbs are incomplete and you don't distinguish between grains, and you don't give Lao Tzu a prominent place here," a middle-aged man said angrily.

The young man's neck stiffened, and he said unconvinced: "Who said that I don't divide the grains, rice, millet, and wheat...... Rice and wheat ......" the young man counted with his fingers. But I held it for a long time and still didn't finish it.

"Dad, what's the last two?" the young man asked seriously, then rolled his eyes and said, "You won't be able to divide the grains, will you......?"

The middle-aged man's face turned red, and he couldn't help but say, and he slipped through his son's ear and ran into a small alley.

"Daddy, Daddy, tap, tap, pain......"

This strange father and son attracted a burst of laughter from onlookers.

This is an ordinary person, and entry-level Blood Soul Warriors gathered in groups of three or five, purely playing soy sauce, and by the way, look at the excitement.

And now in Huining City, the big competition has just ended, and it can be said that it brings together many blood soul warriors, from the south and from the north, so lively. Lu Li and his entourage naturally also attracted their attention.

"It's better to be famous than to meet, this Lu Zhuang is really powerful. A man with a powerful aura in a roadside teahouse muttered in a low voice.

"yes, it actually gives me a feeling of being on the back of a mountain, it's really evil......," a companion next to him, Bull's Eye, poured a big sip of wine very unwillingly.

"Hey, nonsense, otherwise how could you rush out of the life and death gladiatorial arena of the Xushan Heavy Prison. Another rugged man at the next table spoke up.

"Xushan Heavy Prison? This Lu Zhuang owner still has such a legendary experience? Brother, let's hear it. ”

The rugged man took a sip of wine proudly and said: "What is the heavy prison in Xushan, it is that the owner of this Lu Zhuang came to Ziyang City, the base camp of the Li family in Datong Mansion in the north, three years ago, and he came to Ziyang City, the base camp of the Li family in Datong Mansion in the north, and killed a river of blood, killing the Li family in Datong Mansion crying father and calling mother......

This is a group of unobtrusive blood soul warriors, their cultivation is high and low, they are the best at using exaggeration to show their erudition, and their favorite thing to do is to brag and fart in groups.

There is also a group of people, who are also blood soul warriors, they are elite-level, and they basically participated in this big competition, some have gains, won a certain military position, and some have gained nothing. But that doesn't stop them from looking at Lu Li as spectators.

"It's very strong, it's so strong that the breath of the whole body can't bear it, and it is worthy of the name of this championship. A long-bearded old man whispered, this is a Blood Soul Warrior who is rare in ancient times, but still ambitious.

"Yes, it's really strong, and the name of the first blood soul wizard of the human race in five hundred years is well deserved. ”

"I don't know that this Lu Zhuang owner is powerful, and these people around him are also very powerful. Another Blood Soul powerhouse silently looked at Qiao Shandao, who was one step behind.

"His own cultivation is overwhelming, and he has gathered such a group of blood soul forces around him, this Lu Zhuang master has become a climate, and he already has the qualifications to open a mountain and establish a faction and compete with most blood soul forces. An old man in rags saw the potential behind the Lu family.

His words, which were almost self-talking, also aroused the recognition and resonance of the people around him, and from now on, there will be one more force in the world to stir up the storm. (To be continued.) )