"Mr. Li, we meet again."
Luo Heng walked towards Li Qianjue with a smile.
Seeing the young man approaching, Li Qianjue's heart began to panic for no reason.
His expression changed several times, and he almost blurted out "Don't come over here."
If there weren't countless pairs of eyes looking at him at this moment, he might really be scared out of his wits.
It’s not that Li Qianjue is as timid as a mouse.
The dignified Eight Dogs of the Dragon Temple, the master of the martial arts world, is by no means a timid person.
However, Luo Heng caused too much psychological shadow on him during the day.
This feeling was something he had never experienced even when facing the palace master.
In the face of the terrifying aura of the palace master, he could barely maintain his composure.
However, the young man in front of him just recited a poem, and he almost went crazy.
Li Qianjue has been in the world for so many years, but he has never encountered such a terrifying opponent.
How could he not feel guilty and timid?
In the world of martial arts, you can never do whatever you want if you are famous.
Which Jianghu person doesn't feel trembling deep in his heart?
How many masters all over the world have unknowingly capsized in the gutter and died at the hands of ordinary people who they were unwilling to take a second look in the past?
Not to mention, the young man in front of him is not an ordinary person.
Li Qianjue was silent, scared and nervous.
He watched the young man slowly walk towards him step by step.
His heart was in his throat, pounding.
"Little... little sir."
A stammering tone came from Li Qianjue's mouth.
Without the previous wanton publicity, the cowhide is shocking.
Some are just cautious and cautious.
Li Qianjue suddenly wanted to cry.
He has been in the world for decades, but has he ever encountered such grievances as today?
How come he has lost even a little bit of the demeanor of a strong master?
"Everyone, Luo will catch up with Mr. Li first."
The young man looked around the gentry present and said with a faint smile.
His voice was clear and calm.
He sounds like a good, humble and polite young man.
The gentry present did not dare to make excuses, and called Master Luo very politely.
Only then did Li Qianjue gradually learn the young man's identity from everyone's words.
He is the youngest person to be elected in Dachu.
His literary reputation has spread far and wide, and everyone in Linxi regards him as the seed of the number one scholar.
Li Qianjue felt like crying without tears.
You are a scholar, and you don't want to join the literary and official circles, but you come here to embarrass me, a miserable man in the world.
Is it fun?
"Mr. Li, can you move?"
The young man's smile was still like the spring breeze blowing on his face, and his tone was humble and polite.
Li Qianjue wanted to say no.
But after all, I didn’t dare to say it.
Like a puppet on strings, he followed the young man's steps and gradually arrived at a secluded place on the third floor.
Although he believes in preserving life first, he has never been an incompetent master.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to almost annihilate Xuanwu and his brothers just by relying on aura pressure during the day.
The reason why he didn't dare to disobey the young man in any way.
It was because he had clearly felt that the young man had locked onto him after he stepped onto the third floor.
It was a breath that he couldn't describe in words.
It was different from any internal force he had ever seen before.
It seemed like it could tear his soul apart in an instant and leave him shaken to pieces.
Li Qianjie didn't dare to bet on whether the young man would be merciful, so he could only turn into a puppet and let the young man control him.
Seeing that the notorious ghost dog in the world was like a docile kitten, Luo Heng was extremely satisfied.
From a small trial in the day, to now doing the same thing.
He has been able to confirm that the true energy condensed in the "Drinking the Sun and Swallowing the Moon" is definitely not an ordinary internal force.
This is a kind of energy that is far above "internal force"
It's a lot higher.
Just one True Essence Qi Lock can make fellow Grandmaster Li Qianjue dare not make any move of resistance.
Perhaps, his current strength is comparable to that of the Grand Master?
Luo Heng thought uncertainly.
…
Corner on the third floor.
"Mr. Li, did you come here under orders? Why did you come to Linxi?"
The young man smiled broadly, stared at Li Qianjue, and asked softly.
His tone was like a conversation between old friends, talking eloquently.
If anyone else saw it, they might know that he and Li Qianjue were old friends.
There was a somewhat complicated look on Li Qianjue's face.
He muttered a few times and finally lowered his head.
"According to the order of the palace master, investigate the cause of death of Du Bing and Wang Li."
Facing the unfathomable young man, Li Qianjue didn't dare to hide anything.
However... there is nothing to hide in this book, and it is not a confidential matter.
Luo Heng nodded, not surprised.
It was expected that the second male lead, Henry Zhang, would suspect the cause of Du Bing and Wang Li's deaths.
Many people think that Henry Zhang is a brainless and reckless man.
Only he knew that this person was not as reckless and unwise as he appeared.
It is true that Xiao Yang often loses his mind when it comes to the heroine Mu Jinyan and Xiang Yan and other love rivals.
But that doesn't mean he doesn't have wisdom.
It's nothing more than... He has an unruly and domineering personality, and he prefers simple and crude force.
If you can conquer everything with force, why use your brain?
"Did you find anything?"
Li Qianjue was feeling anxious when he suddenly heard the young man's voice again.
His heart trembled, and he whispered without daring to hesitate.
"I suspect that there is a great master stirring up the situation behind the scenes."
After the first time, the second time will be much easier.
Li Qianjue seemed to have crossed the bottom line in his heart.
As he spoke, he wanted to look up at the young man in front of him, but finally held back.
In fact, he suspected that the young man had killed Du Bing and Wang Li, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
"I see, the Grand Master is not something that ordinary masters can deal with. I guess you have already asked your palace master for help, right?"
The young man said with a smile.
Li Qianjue lowered his head and replied yes.
Then he stopped talking and waited quietly.
He felt that when the young man heard such news, he might attack him.
If his legs weren't so trembling that he couldn't move, why wouldn't he want to turn around and run away?
It's a pity that in front of the young man's breath, the internal force in his body can't even operate smoothly, so what else can he talk about?
Waited for a while.
The expected ending did not come.
The young man just patted his shoulder lightly, then turned around and walked slowly towards the gentry in the hall.
Li Qianjue was stunned for a moment, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Emotions such as shame, annoyance, relief, and fear were intertwined in his heart, making him feel like he was in a dream.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and gradually relaxed.
The young man in front suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at him with a smile.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you something."
"From tomorrow onwards, you will come to Sanwei Bookstore on Chengnan Street every ten days."
"Otherwise...there will be tens of millions of bugs in your body, biting your internal organs bit by bit. After eating the internal organs, they will continue to gnaw your bones and eat your flesh...How about it, okay? Fun?"
The young man smiled brightly and looked at the sun.
Li Qianjue's pupils shrank instantly, and he stood stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.
His hands and feet were cold, his body was shaking slightly, and his mind was blank.
Am I poisoned? Or was he bewitched?
When did this happen?
Li Qian never wanted to believe it, nor did he want to believe it.
But the strange feeling vaguely coming from his body told him that there seemed to be "bugs" really entering his body.
He almost collapsed on the spot.
The young man's smiling face was reflected in his eyes, like a devil.
It is said that Dragon Temple is a gangster with bloody hands.
But compared to the boy in front of him.
Who is the real demon in the world?
