Inside the villa.

After Zhu Li and a few people said goodbye.

Li Jun took out the rune obtained by killing Guo Fengxiao.

Li Jun's fingers ran true qi and suddenly poured into the black runes.

The runes vibrated instantly.

As the True Qi continued to urge, black mist began to overflow from the runes, like countless tentacles.

When Li Jun manipulated the black gas to wrap the coffee table.

The coffee table made of solid wood was instantly corroded and turned into a piece of slag.

"This talisman is magical."

Li Jun muttered to himself.

He developed a great interest in the way of the talisman.

"The last time I got a page from the forbidden land of the Long Family, it was recorded in the way of the talisman, and I haven't had time to study it yet."

Li Jun took out the page he had obtained in the forbidden land of the Long family last time, and quickly immersed himself in it.

Two hours later.

When Li Jun bit his finger and wrote a rune on the paper, suddenly the rune bloomed with a faint light.

It's a pity that the power can't be compared with Guo Fengxiao's black rune.

"Looks like I've only scratched the surface."

Li Jun thought to himself.

But I'm already happy.

After all, the way of talisman has been passed down for thousands of years, how can it be so easy to master.

After studying the art of talismans, Li Jun took out the Chilian Flying Knife he got last time.

The inch-long flying knife was red all over, like a flame.

When Li Jun injected true qi, the flying knife broke through the air.

As soon as his mind moved, he flew back again, like a finger, as if he had a spirit.

The more Li Jun plays, the more he loves it.

Long Lu just came out and saw this scene, and couldn't help but say: "This Chilian flying knife was obtained by the three brothers of Long Rufeng from the ruins, and it is regarded as the treasure of the town clan, and it is rarely used. ”

This can be regarded as a small pat on the back of Li Jun.

Li Jun is quite useful.

He threw the pair of silver rings to Long Lu.

"This pair of silver rings is also a magic weapon, and I gave it to you."

"Thank you, master."

Long Lu was excited.

You must know that although the Long family has magic weapons, but until the crisis moment, even those few worshippers are not qualified to use them.

How could someone like him, who could only be regarded as a middle-level person in the Long family, have a magic weapon.

Long Lu immediately picked up the silver ring and happily ran back to his room to study.

Midday.

Nan Xiaoyun staggered back to the villa.

"Senior brother, are you back?"

Li Jun was cultivating, and the moment he raised his head, his eyes instantly became fierce.

"You're hurt?"

Li Jun frowned.

The contact with Nan Xiaoyun was not long, but Nan Xiaoyun and the other three senior brothers followed the old man and helped him fulfill his filial piety, and Li Jun also regarded them as relatives.

When the old man left, he told him to take more care of the other party, but he didn't expect that after only half a day, Nan Xiaoyun was injured.

In an instant, the air in the room became cold.

Nan Xiaoyun is a little fragmented.

His junior brother turned Jiangnan upside down with his own strength, and he was beaten as soon as he arrived in Jiangnan, which really made him feel a little ashamed.

However, thinking of his sister's cry behind the big iron gate, Nan Xiaoyun knelt in front of Li Jun with a "plop".

"Little junior brother, help me."

"What are you doing here?"

Li Jun's face was shocked, and he hurriedly went over to help Nan Xiaoyun up.

The other party is his own senior brother, how can he let him kneel for himself!

"Senior brother, what's going on?"

After helping Nan Xiaoyun up, Li Jun asked.

"That's ......"

Nan Xiaoyun thought about it and spoke.

It turned out that Nan Xiaoyun's father was the head of the Jiangnan family.

A year ago, his father died suddenly because of a mistake in his practice.

Nan Xiaoyun and Nalan Longxuan were in the Dragon Valley in northern Liaobei at that time, and when they learned the news, the position of the head of the family had been inherited by the second uncle Nan Sanqian.

Nan Xiaoyun went back to question the second uncle, but Nan Sanqian casually found a reason, and expelled Nan Xiaoyun from the family.

Originally, Nan Xiaoyun had no intention of being the head of the family, if the second uncle treated his mother and sister well, it would be enough.

But what he saw today made him completely chilled.

"I'll help you out of this matter, and we'll go to Nan's house now."

Li Jun said coldly.

At the same time, he took out a pill and handed it to Nan Xiaoyun.

"You have internal injuries, taking this pill can help you heal your injuries."

"Senior Brother Xie."

Nan Xiaoyun was not polite, took the pill and swallowed it in his stomach, and soon his face flushed.

Ten minutes later.

A car pulled up at the entrance of the South Gate.

Li Jun and Nan Xiaoyun got out of the car and stood at the door.

The huge iron gate was closed, and the fierce beast pattern engraved on the iron door was hideous and domineering.

"I'm going to knock on the door."

Nan Xiaoyun said.

"No, you don't."

Li Jun stopped him, and then walked to the stone lion in front of the door, his five fingers like eagle claws, and grabbed the stone lion's leg.

The huge stone lion was lifted by him with ease.

The next moment, the stone lion was thrown by Li Jun and smashed towards the gate.

"Boom."

The huge iron door was instantly deformed, the door lock shattered, and the roar resounded in all directions.

The middle-aged man in charge of guarding the door looked at the stone lion that fell to the ground, and couldn't help but roll his throat.

This lion was afraid that there were more than 3,000 catties, and he was thrown over with his bare hands, and directly smashed open the gate of the Nanjia, which was also too arrogant.

After he raised his head and saw Li Jun and the others, he said angrily: "Nan Xiaoyun, have you forgotten what the family master said?" If you appear again, it will kill you, and you really don't have a long memory. ”

"A slave dares to talk nonsense."

Li Jun's five fingers opened and snapped it down.

The middle-aged man hurriedly raised his arm to block it, but his arm twisted instantly, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth and flew out.

"Where is the South Three Thousand? Get the hell out of here. ”

A thunderous sound rolled away into the depths of the Nanjia Manor.

Li Jun stood in front of the gate of the Nan family, like a god of war, domineering and awe-inspiring.