Since Li Muji left, Lishan is still like that. Writing, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info days go by day by day. The maple leaves on the mountain have also begun to be dyed with other colors, and standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, the colors are colorful and beautiful.

After Li An came back that day, he heard that Li Muji was gone, so he only nodded to indicate that he understood, and he didn't have anything else. However, the atmosphere inside Lishan Heavy Prison was faintly tense, because since that day, Li An has handed over the matter of "purchasing" down the mountain to others, and he drinks with monks and Taoists every day to practice martial arts.

Although Li Muji's kung fu is taught by monks and Taoists, it is undeniable that in the entire Lishan Heavy Prison, Li An has the highest martial arts. Even if his weapon was changed from a sword to a spear later. But recently, Ang Lee has been practicing swords, a broken sword, and a broken sword that is only half broken.

Yes, Ang Lee is a sword cultivator, but he is different from Zhuo Buqun. His sword is not well-known in the rivers and lakes, but no one dares to underestimate his swordsmanship. Unlike Zhuo Buqun's kendo cultivation is to shun the heart, Ang Lee's kendo is to kill people. There are no sequential moves. His sword only has the simplest moves such as slashing, stabbing, teasing, and sweeping, but it is these simplest moves that have become his smoothest sword moves to kill.

Ang Lee's sword is not a famous sword, but the sword in Ang Lee's hand is very famous because it is called Ang Lee's sword. Of course, the sword wasn't originally broken. The reason why he broke it was only because a father wanted his child to change his original intention of learning swords for some reason, and he broke it with his own hands. No, there is nothing that sounds blood-pumping stories.

this day. There was a man from the mountain prison, and maybe it would be more appropriate to use it back, because he was supposed to live here.

Unlike other administrative places, the highest official rank in Lishan Heavy Prison is nothing more than a cell boss with no quality. The top three on the gold list have been the seven grades since ancient times, and the capital of the list is from the sixth grade. Not to mention the Qingyun list on the gold list.

Wang Yu is the top of the gold list, this is an indisputable fact, in terms of official rank, he is naturally higher than Li An. But he is a prisoner, which is also an indisputable fact.

"I'm curious why he hasn't come back yet, but you've come back. Sitting at the table, Li An was eating the breakfast from the kitchen while beckoning Wang Yu to eat together.

"He took my sword and told me to come here and get it. Wang Yu was not polite, and felt that he was indeed hungry, so he sat down and ate with Li An.

"Oh, Yang Lin, that old thief said the sword was for you?" Li An took a sip of porridge, and his mouth was not idle.

"He said, whoever gets the sword, whose sword is it?" Wang Yu argued.

"Oh. So where is the sword now?" asked Ang Lee.

"Hehe, I haven't asked yet, he's yours?" Wang Yu put down the bowl of porridge and asked Li An while picking up vegetables.

"He's my son. Li An replied while picking up the vegetables in his hand.

The piece that Li Ang went to clip happened to be the one that Wang Yu was about to pick up, although Wang Yu's chopsticks had already clamped the piece, but Li An still stretched out the chopsticks regardless of it and sandwiched the piece into his bowl.

Wang Yu glanced at Ang Li and did not speak. Even though Li An had already eaten the chopsticks dish in his mouth, Wang Yu still maintained the action of picking up the vegetables, not that he was struggling to eat it. It's just that the numbness in the arm can't be controlled at all.

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When Su Changqing came back from collecting medicine from the mountain, he looked at the paper balls thrown in the middle hall and picked them up suspiciously. After opening it, I couldn't laugh or cry.

That paper ball was naturally the one that Su Changqing gave to Li Muji in the morning. It's just that he was thrown away by Li Muji casually, and Su Changqing was still a little puzzled.

"Hey, this kid. Su Changqing shook his head and sighed.

As he was talking, he heard the door thinking, and saw Su Yue'er helping Li Muji to walk inside.

"What's wrong?" Su Changqing said suspiciously.

Su Yue'er was also anxious, looking at Su Changqing at this moment, as if she had suddenly found a support, her tears could not be stopped any longer, and she told the matter as it was.

"Grandpa, save your brother. Su Yue'er cried at Su Changqing.

Su Changqing glanced at Li Muji, who was paralyzed there with blank eyes, and was angry. Looking at her granddaughter's tears, she was even more irritated. walked up to Li Muji in three steps and two steps, looking at Li Muji, but Li Muji didn't react at all to the sudden appearance of one more person in front of him. Su Changqing couldn't hold back any longer. Raising your hand is a slap in the face. Li Muji was directly slapped to the ground by this slap, and in just an instant, half of Li Muji's face swollen. "Grandpa. Su Yue'er hurriedly grabbed Su Changqing.

Feeling the swelling and pain on his cheeks, Li Muji just glanced up, but didn't say anything, and then the light in his eyes that had finally gathered dispersed again, and he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Grandpa, save him. Seeing Li Muji like this, Su Yue'er was very distressed and pulled Su Changqing and said.

"Save him, why save him. The method has been given to him, and if he doesn't do it, how can I save him. Su Changqing took out the mental formula that was thrown away by Li Muji as waste paper from his body and said to Su Yue'er: "A person like him who only complains about the sky, even if he saves it, he is a useless waste, whatever he does to save him, life is a waste of food." Fate itself is a very cruel creature, if it wants to choose you to undertake a mission, then before it is sure that you can undertake such a mission, it will do everything possible to break every bone of yours and strip you of every trace of flesh and blood, and make you suffer the most extreme pain in the world, so that your will will will will be strong enough to be worthy of being chosen by fate. You go and ask, Zhuo Buqun was born a sword god. How can there be so many good things in this world, all of them are occupied by you, why, you are pitiful. Even if you look like Aunt Li, she is not admired by everyone by her face, and after experiencing some setbacks and tribulations, she cried and shouted that God was unfair. Nothing in this world is fair except time. Whether it's a thief or God, it's just a day, he's not your father, and he's not your mother. It doesn't have any reason to get used to you. You don't take yourself too seriously, there's nothing you have to get. Now, I'll just give you one last word, I can cure you, are you going to die?"

"Brother Muji, speak quickly. After listening to Su Changqing's words, Li Muji still didn't say anything, and Su Yue'er hurriedly shook Li Muji.

"You don't have to lie to me. I also know a little bit about medicine. This thing can't save me at all, my meridians have long been broken, if I can't recover, it's useless for me to learn any swordsmanship. Finally, under Su Yue'er's persuasion, Li Muji glanced at Su Changqing and said disdainfully.

"If you know medical skills, then you should understand that the meridians are broken, and if you want to repair them, you can only continue to connect, just right, I will do this. Su Changqing looked at Li Muji and said word by word.

"Hmph, you just said that you are a ghost healer, except for him in this world, who dares to say that he will continue to connect the meridians. And he only continued Su Changqing's meridians, and then because he didn't succeed, he was hacked to death by someone a knife. ”

"Boy, I know a lot, the ghost doctor is dead, but Su Changqing is still alive. Su Changqing looked at Li Muji and said.

"How could it be, he was thirty years ago... Are you?" Li Muji just wanted to say it, but his mouth was firmly covered by a pair of hands.