Chapter 142: The Night Rises in the Dust
The night is dusty
After speaking, Li Rucai reached out and took out a red silk cloth from his arms, and handed it to Zhong Wuyi as if flattering.
Zhong Wuyi took the night pearl in Li Rucai's hand without cutting it, and pushed Li Rucai out of the way with one palm, Li Rucai fell to the ground in response, and after a while, he saw Li Rucai's back, and the condensed frost slowly evaporated a puff of mist, and at the same time, the ice on Li Rucai's body gradually melted. Seeing this, Li Rucai breathed a sigh of relief.
Hurriedly clenched his fists on one knee and said: "Thank you for the grace of the alliance lord not to kill, in the future, Confucianism will definitely be loyal to the alliance leader without two hearts."
Zhong Wuyi held the night pearl wrapped in red silk cloth in his hand, and did not eagerly open the silk cloth.
Looking at the down-and-out Li Rucai in front of him, he didn't make a noise for a long time, the mighty Danfeng's eyes, and Li Rucai, who was only staring, were terrified, and a series of uneasiness appeared in his heart.
Zhong Wuyi is not a greedy person, what he needs is the entire rivers and lakes, how can he be swayed by a small night pearl?
Although this Li Rucai's kung fu is not first-class, it is still more than enough to deal with the general masters in the rivers and lakes, Zhong Wuyi's new martial arts alliance leader is not long, the country is not stable, and now is the time to recruit troops, although Li Rucai, as a big disciple of Ziwei Sect, has made a big mistake and has been ordered to chase after him, but with a little trickery, Li Rucai will definitely have the opportunity to re-enter the Ziwei Gate, so that Li Rucai will not become a good chess piece?
For Zhong Wuyi's plan, maybe Li Rucai is still useful, killing him can only be as fast as a moment, but it will not be beneficial to Zhong Wuyi at all, and it may also form a grudge with the Purple Mountain faction because of this.
Now that Li Rucai has sent it to the door, wouldn't it be a great thing to be able to use it for himself? Even if he doesn't use it for himself, he, Li Rucai, can be regarded as owing him a favor.
Thinking of this, Zhong Wuyi pretended to be serious and said: "Li Rucai, I think you are also a good man, I will spare your life for the time being, if he betrays me one day, he will betray me ······"
After speaking, he stretched out his hand to arrange the silk in his hand, operating the internal force and palm, only to see Zhong Wuyi's five fingers closed, and several cold ice scattered out through the gap between his fingers, and the red silk cloth turned from red to dark and finally turned into a ball of dew, and the shattered night pearl appeared in front of Li Rucai's eyes.
Li Rucai wanted to go to stop it, but he was timid of Zhong Wuyi's majesty, and he was unwilling to watch the treasure he had exchanged for his life go away with the wind······
Zhong Wuyi looked at Li Rucai and sneered: "Hmph... Remember that if a husband wants to do great things, he needs to be informal, and a small bead will make you like this, how can I use it in the future?"
After that, Zhong Wuyi helped up Li Rucai, who was kneeling on the ground, and comforted: "Virtuous nephew, I will not forget the people who are loyal to me Zhong Wuyi, you can find a way to return to Ziwei Gate, monitor Cheng Bu's every move, and report to me at any time, one day the leader of the Japanese Alliance will definitely help you to the position of the head of Ziwei."
Li Rucai has followed Cheng Buxian for many years, and knows that Cheng Buxian is a person, although he is benevolent, righteous and moral on the surface, and broad-minded, but after many fissions in the rivers and lakes, Cheng Buxian is no longer the chivalrous gentleman of the past.
From the perspective of the big mistake he made, in order to give an explanation to the three monsters of Nanming and Li Yishou, Cheng Buxian will put himself and die, not to mention that Cheng Buxian will not have a grudge with the three monsters of Nanming for the sake of a mere Li Ru.
When Li Rucai heard Zhong Wuyi's words, he hurriedly knelt down and said, "Thank you Alliance Leader..." Thank you Leader... But··· You can go back to the crape myrtle gate ······" Li Rucai had a frightened expression on his face.
Zhong Wuyi understood Li Rucai's intentions, and said solemnly: "Even if you go back, I believe you will handle it, and secretly I will also help you to return to Ziwei Gate."
Li Rucai wanted to speak again, only to see Zhong Wuyi's serious cousin suddenly become gloomy.
Zhong Wuyi turned his head and glanced at Li Rucai: "Huh?" Seeing this, Li Rucai hurriedly received the order.
When Li Rucai looked at Zhong Wuyi again, he didn't know when Zhong Wuyi had disappeared into the wonton world.
Leaving only Li Rucai, whose forehead was covered with cold sweat, was lonely and unwilling to look at the night pearl powder falling all over the ground, and felt annoyed in his heart······
In the dungeon of Lifu, Zhou Lishui held a colorful gopher in his arms, with a withered straw in the corner of his mouth, and lay listlessly next to the haystack in the dungeon, and the moving figure of his sister Cheng Coral appeared in his mind again.
At this time, Zhou Lishui had nothing else to ask for, only looking forward to reuniting with his sister one day, but his fate was hanging by a thread, how could he not know that this idea was just a luxury, due to his own carelessness, he had a death in the Li Mansion, I am afraid that the only thought in Zhou Lishui's heart was to wait for the Li Mansion to take him to his death.
Thinking of this, Zhou Lishui not only sighed deeply, grabbed the wine jar on the ground and drank it deeply, and then poured some for the gopher brother.
Zhou Lishui's thoughts changed from Cheng Coral to Ling Yuehua, and then from Ling Yuehua to the Martial Arts Conference, and then thought of the honest and honest Liu Xuanyu, the personable Ma Kun, Liu Qingyuan of Jianhu Villa, and suddenly thought of the couple of bitter mandarin ducks in the Western Regions, Mo Hongyan and his wife······