Chapter 170: You're Sick
"What does it feel?"
"Isn't she beautiful?" Li Muyang, objectively speaking, Xiao Yuluo is still very beautiful. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Miaohua looked at Li Muyang like an idiot, "No matter how beautiful it is, it's just a skin, and after a hundred years, it's just a pile of dust"
"Hehe, you can see through, your mouth grows on you, what do you say"
Miaohua didn't say anything, "The people of the Haoqi Alliance will not give up"
"I have a doubt"
Miaohua raised her eyebrows, "Say, I don't necessarily understand"
"Didn't that little girl say that her name was Pan Shangxiang before, why did you tell us that her name was Xiao Yuluo?"
"You ask me, who do I ask?" Miaohua had never seen the little girl at all.
"Forget it, it's just an inconsequential person, it's important to find the Martial God Ruins"
"Li Muyang, I think we may be in trouble"
"What?"
"The people of the Haoqi Alliance will not give up"
"Does anyone know?"
Miaohua thought of the noodle shop guy who ran out, "That guy..."
Li Muyang asked, "You want to kill him?"
"No, I don't want to kill with it"
"And what are you opening for?"
"Just to remind you not to let your guard down, the people of the Haoqi Alliance are very powerful," Miaohua nodded vigorously in affirmation.
"What does it matter to me whether the Haoqi Alliance is strong or not?"
The enemy ran in front of them and killed them, and the boat naturally went straight to the bridge, Li Muyang ignored what Miaohua said, he had always acted like this.
Li Muyang's topic changed bluntly: "Do you know the deeds of the Martial God?"
Miaohua shook her head, "Although I have been wandering around for a while, I basically look at the heart and mind, and I don't pay attention to other people's affairs."
“...... You won" Li Muyang's right index finger tapped his eyebrows, which was a subconscious action that he thought about for a short time.
"What level of martial arts are you?"
Miaohua thought for a while and said, "I'm not interested in fighting and killing on weekdays, and practicing martial arts is also supervised by the master, and now it's a second-rate realm."
"Second rate, Miaohua, can you listen to me?"
"Yes"
"You might be angry when I said it"
"But it doesn't hurt to say"
"Well, I suggest that you go back and forth from where you want, and become a monk in your Lingqian Temple."
"Huh? Why?"
"It's not a mountain that separates you from stepping through the void and the day after tomorrow, maybe one day you'll catch up, but I don't have that much time. ”
"I see"
"Well, that's good," Li Muyang was ready to see Miaohua leave.
Miaohua was motionless.
"I didn't understand enough?"
Miaohua sighed and said, "The Buddha said: I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the red dust is full of evil and the hell is the same, so I came."
"Maybe that road is dangerous"
"Poor monks have no fear"
"So in the end, you're still a monk?"
"It will be difficult to change the place where I grew up in less than a year, drinking wine and eating meat should be my biggest concession, at least it is gratifying that I still have three precepts that have not been broken"
"But it has nothing to do with me, now I don't want you to follow me, you are a burden to me, I can easily kill you, but I don't want to"
Miaohua was silent, he didn't know how to say it, he was never a person who could speak well, it was Sedum who could speak well, he cherished his life too much and ran away if something was wrong.
"You really want to stop me from doing anything, you have to beat me, what can you do now?"
Miaohua kept silent.
"I'll give you two ways, the first one is to get out of here, and the second one is to die~"
"I thought we were friends" Miaohua was a little sad, he didn't want to see his friends in a short time.
"Friend?hahaha," Li Muyang burst into tears and laughed, "Who are you?
"You"
"It's just a little pleasing to the eye, friend, I never need a friend, you choose one to leave or die"
Miaohua was stunned and didn't move.
"It's really stubborn, looking for death, right?"
Li Muyang pulled out the soft sword, "Just let me see how powerful you are at Tongzigong"
Miaohua had already thrown her staff in the corner of the Moon Invitation Inn, and she didn't have a weapon in her hand.
He glanced at Li Muyang and turned to leave.
"The strong are lonely, and the weakness can't be left"
Li Muyang walked aimlessly for a long time, and came to a dead end, there was no one, he reached out to touch his face, rubbed it a few times, and dropped a human skin mask.
The human skin mask was harvested at the bottom of the Runaway Valley, and he had been wearing it from the moment he stepped out of the Runaway Valley.
Li Muyang is afraid, he is afraid that this face will cause trouble for him, it is not his own after all, he doesn't know why he can survive, but he doesn't want to die.
Trouble is trouble, and he remembers several times in the illusion that he was forced to admit that he was someone else.
But he is him, not someone else, he is Li Muyang, not Wang Muyang, Zhao Muyang, his name is just a code name, but he is afraid that he will forget himself for too long.
That's why he heard that a martial god would give up his trip to Sheng'an, because he wanted to go back, and anyone who stood in his way would die.
Li Muyang He knew that it was dangerous for everyone to go crazy, including himself, he didn't want to hurt them, at least before Miaohua left, in his psychology they could be regarded as friends, but not now.
Bianzhou is so big, looking for a person, not to say that it is a needle in a haystack, is almost the same, but that person is very famous?
Li Muyang told himself to wait, everything about such a popular person will always be known to the world.
Inns and Fengyue places are undoubtedly the places with the fastest flow of information.
Li Muyang squatted in these places for a long time, and he didn't care about the shortcomings of the East and West families, what Tianshan had a peerless genius, and he was already a first-class Yunyun when he was young.
Li Muyang directly filtered the news related to the non-martial gods, and a few days later, the last copper plate on his body was exhausted and he didn't get what he wanted.
He looked at the crowd of beings in the inn, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "These are just the lowest-end people, the news of the martial god is related to martial arts immortality, how can the peddler pawn know that someone has suppressed it." ”
The news that the Martial God had broken through the void was brought to him by Tang Xiaobao, Li Muyang turned around and returned to Chang'an, all the entanglements in his hands were borrowed, and he still had room for proportion.
Chang'an Tang family, Tang Xiaobao was counting gold, and he told his family about what he had experienced.
As a result, Mrs. Donald disliked her grandson and threw him into the gold mountain, so that he could count enough.
Tang Xiaobao began to sleep until he woke up naturally because of Mrs. Tang's words, counting the gold until his hands cramped, which was quite beautiful at first, but then he couldn't stand it anymore, and he even took others to gain weight again.
When Li Muyang arrived at their house, Tang Xiaobao had just been released from confinement.
Tang Xiaobao held a jar of newly brewed daughter Hong Xiangyue in his hand.
"Yo he, the little life is good"
"Ahem, ahem," Tang Xiaobao choked his throat as soon as he heard someone speak, and it was Li Muyang's voice.
He stiffened his head and froze there, "Who are you?"
"I" Li Muyang then realized that he had taken off the human skin mask on his face.
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand impatiently and drove away, "Go, Tang Boyuan is not here in the pear orchard, go over there to see a doctor, you are looking for the wrong place." ”
Li Muyang said word by word, "I'm not sick"
"Generally, if you are sick, you can say that you are not sick, and you don't look at your face as white as if you are dying, go and go, go to the pear orchard, the third uncle has not slept yet. ”