MTL - Jin Yong Martial Arts Otherworld Rampage-v9 Chapter 671 Battle of Injustice

Although it is midnight, Luodu still has people walking on the most lively street.

Li Daozong, wearing a simple gray costume, holding Bilan sword in his hand, walked slowly towards the alley beside a restaurant on the street.

A person wearing a hat is leaning on the pillar next to the restaurant, with a sword in his waist, carrying a hip flask in his hand and having a comfortable drink.

Seeing Li Daozong approaching, Dou Li was gently pushed upwards, revealing Meng Yuanyun's playful face, "Come?"

Li Daozong nodded.

Meng Yuanyun treasured the wine gourd and turned around to lead the way.

"There is only one person in the other party, our people have been following ..." Meng Yuanyun said while looking back at Li Daozong, and said lightly: "He is still the same, his body is black, he can't see his face except his eyes, but The copper urn he used to carry around was gone, so be careful yourself. "

Li Daozong nodded, his face sad and joyless, and he could not see the slightest psychological fluctuation.

The two were speechless all the way, after passing through the alley and entering a courtyard, the two flew up to the ridge, high and high, and rushed to a dense residential area of ​​Luodu City very quickly, and finally broke down in one place In the private house.

The courtyard was full of wild grasses of tall people. At the same time when the two fell to the ground, a figure slowly emerged from the wild grass, but Yan Yanling was holding the sword.

Yan Jue's eyes swept the two of them and did not speak, but just nodded and led the two again.

After passing through a tunnel in the courtyard, the three appeared across the deserted City God Temple, across a road. Although the city God Temple on the opposite side had broken incense and less temple wishes, the large tree at the door was still full of prayers Letterhead.

"He is in the temple." Yan Juiling said lightly to Li Daozong: "We are outside the temple."

Li Daozong patted Yan Jueling's shoulder with gratitude, and walked straight with his sword.

Looking at Li Daozong's back, Meng Yuanyun sighed and whispered: "We really don't need help? The other party is no longer the 'Jianjun' of the year ..."

Yan absolutely held the sword and slowly retreated into the darkness behind him. His cold and proud voice said: "He is not the same as the former 'Little Sword God'."

Meng Yuanyun shrugged his shoulders and then retreated into darkness.

The grass in the Chenghuang Temple is like a knee, and there is a little snow on the bottom of the yellow grass layer.

This year's Spring Festival, Luodu was extremely cold.

The cold wind in the temple rolled up the snow, hitting people's faces to bring a trace of coolness. Only three walls of the collapsed city **** temple hall were still intact. The gate towards the temple door was already broken, and the broken statue of the clay statue In the past, a bonfire brought the only light and warmth here.

Li Muru was sitting under the god, wearing a black robe, reaching out to roast a bonfire, and his frosty face was not as pale as a living person even under the bonfire.

Li Daozong stepped into the damaged hall without looking at Li Muru. He stared straight at the campfire and sat down slowly.

Li Muru also didn't look up, rubbed his hands, and suddenly asked: "I heard that this year's Zijin Mountain has a heavy snowfall. At this time, Yijian Mountain Villa is afraid that the snow has passed his knee?

Li Daozong picked up the firewood in a bonfire, picked the fire, and suddenly brightened a bit, said lightly: "I haven't been back in a long time ..."

Li Muru's mouth sneered, and said: "Your character is not suitable for rivers and lakes, you should go back, don't want to come out again."

Li Daozong was silent, and the two of them were cold for a while, before they said: "I am married."

"Oh?" Li Muru's face moved slightly, and he returned to normal as soon as he asked, "Which girl?"

"Jiang Feiran." Li Daozong said.

"Disciples of Lingyun Palace ..." Li Muru relieved and nodded: "It's a good girl. Remember to go to worship the ancestors. Those who haven't worshipped the ancestors are not the daughter-in-law of the Li family ..."

Li Daozong's throat wriggled and said hardly: "I have a son."

Li Muru's eyes suddenly stiffened, his teeth shivered involuntarily, and finally he lowered his head slowly, "Okay. The Li family has come. Remember to worship the ancestors ..."

Ok.

Li Daozong should go down. "The child has no name ... if you want, you can go home to support the festival and give the child ..."

"enough!"

Suddenly Li Daozong's expression became unruly and uncontrollably, interrupting Li Daozong's last hope of persuasion, and said in a cold voice: "My ambition is that the world is flat, and naturally I will not fall in love with that place. If you want to be a housekeeper, you will go home , Don't pull me! "

Li Daozong slowly closed his eyes, his voice sank slightly, and said, "This is your last chance."

Humph.

Li Muru took a breath, the canine teeth in his mouth made a loud noise, and said coldly: "Do you think you have this certainty? Leave me? Kill me?"

The blood gradually rose from Li Muru's body, slowly lifting his body, and at the same time said sensibly: "I thought you were smart enough not to go through this muddy water ... Unfortunately, you are still so stupid "Li Muru's whole body was covered with blood, even covering his face, and turned into a" blood demon "," I knew someone had followed me when I entered Luodu, I just deliberately led them out for my Contribute the essence of blood ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ After all, there is no blood of the master, my entry is much slower, but you have to join in the fun together, do you live impatiently, or think I will not kill you? "

The surging blood gas spread out along the ground, passing through the bonfire, and the color of the flame instantly became as red as blood, and then completely dissolved in the blood color. In the courtyard a few feet away.

Li Muru's blood is more advanced than before. The gloomy appearance clings to the ground, gurgling and overflowing, and not a moment the entire city **** temple seems to be immersed in a blood pool.

The blood gas spread like a pool of water, and immediately turned into the courtyard. A large amount of wild grass continued to wither and melt like a poisonous poison under the blood gas. Li Daozong saw his brows slightly, and stood up again on the stone seat in the courtyard. .

Li Muru slowly floated in mid-air, wrapped in endless blood, and looked at Li Daozong below as if a demon came, and said sensibly: "Let your skills come out, let me see, your perverse son is not enough. Talk to me about conditions! "

it is good--

Li Daozong sank with a deep voice, and the "Bao" of the Bilan sword in his hand jumped into his hand. With a wave of his hand, the Bijian Jianlan suddenly slashed to Li Muru. With a loud sound, he passed through the body and straightened his waist. Cut into two sections.

桀桀 桀 ……

Li Muru gave out a giggling smile. His half-sectioned body was like smoke and dust, and the huge incision healed slowly under the blood turbulence, and he recovered as before in the blink of an eye.

"If you only have this ability, go to **** to see your mother!" As soon as the words fell, Li Muru waved a hand toward Li Daozong, and a **** ghost claw went straight to Li Daozong.