"Oh no, Brother Zhu, why are you here? Are you here to save me?" Luo Feng seemed to see a savior.
Zhu Zhengyi felt like crying. He didn't need to look at Luo Feng's expression to know that this silly boy must be moved.
"Yes, I calculated that you are in danger, so I came over to check on the situation."
"Brother Zhu, take me out of here quickly. I guess there will be a fight here soon."
"I really want to leave too," Zhu Zhengyi said at this moment, a hundred grass-mud horses were rushing past his head.
But he still said calmly, "Now is not the time. My attacks will either kill or injure. They are too destructive. You know that even these people combined can't catch my move. I swore not to do it a few years ago." If you kill again, please wait.”
Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Since Zhu Zhengyi was in charge, he had nothing to fear.
In Luo Feng's heart, Zhu Zhengyi's strength was definitely on par with the Heavenly Master and his own master.
This was also thanks to Zhu Zhengyi's sharp tongue, which left a deep-rooted impression in Luo Feng's heart.
After a sleepless night, Luo Feng fell asleep peacefully.
... ...
Li Qingshan received the emergency news and rushed to the hospital quickly.
At this time, the outer Xingtong and other Longhu Mountain disciples at the door all looked serious.
Seeing Li Qingshan coming, Uncle Ziyang, the master of the Mu family, grabbed Li Qingshan and said nervously, "Qingshan, you are finally here, the Heavenly Master wants to see you."
Li Qingshan breathed heavily and asked nervously, "How is Heavenly Master doing now?"
"The situation is not good. Go in quickly. Master Tian has something to tell you."
Li Qingshan did not dare to delay and quickly walked into the ward.
On the hospital bed, the old master was sitting cross-legged in meditation, his face a little pale, as if he was suppressing some kind of riot in his body.
"Master Tian, are you okay?" Li Qingshan clasped his fists and looked at Master Tian secretly.
"Qingshan, you are here," the old master opened his eyes, and his originally bright eyes were already bloodshot.
Li Qingshan found that the old Heavenly Master was trembling all over, as if he would lose control at any time.
"Master Tian, you..." Li Qingshan took a step forward and was basically convinced.
"You have been given a curse seal, and it's not just an ordinary curse seal?"
"Well, I came to you just to ask you, can you solve this curse seal?"
Li Qingshan said no more and stepped forward to check.
After untying the old Heavenly Master's blood-stained purple robe, bloody lines suddenly appeared on his chest.
These lines were winding and twisting together like earthworms. As the master's breathing rose and fell, those blood-threaded lines were actually squirming.
"Is this the colorful bead of the Yin Yang family?" Li Qingshan is a rune master, so he naturally knows the terrifying curse mark on the chest of the old master.
The old Heavenly Master sighed, "I was careless and let Ye Changkong take advantage of it."
"In my current state, it will take at least a week to resolve this curse on my own, but it's too late now. Can you see if you can resolve it for me?"
Li Qingshan said with a headache, "This is one of the typical representative curse seals of the Yin Yang family. Even if I can unlock it, it will still take three days, and there is no guarantee that there will be backlash along the way. It is too risky for Heavenly Master to do this."
The old Heavenly Master slowly closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "It seems that this is all God's will. It is a blessing, not a disaster. It is a disaster that cannot be avoided."
"Master Heavenly Master, if time is of the essence, we can have the Saint of the Yin-Yang Family rush back. She is the next head of the Yin-Yang Family, and she can definitely solve the problem."
"No," the old Heavenly Master shook his head weakly, "She has a more important mission, and we can't let her rush back because of my recklessness."
Li Qingshan frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Qingshan, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take charge of the overall situation in the next thing. I don't dare to take action rashly, otherwise if this curse seal gets out of control, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for everyone."
Li Qingshan rubbed his temples, "Master Tian, it's okay for me to take charge of the overall situation, but I need to know some things before that, and you want the senior management of Department Store to give me more authority, otherwise it will be difficult for me to make arrangements."
"You are so smart. You already know everything you need to know. As for authority, you represent me."
Li Qingshan's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect his guess to be true, and he looked up at the Heavenly Master in surprise.
In the dim room, the pale moonlight shines through the window and rests on the old Heavenly Master's old cheek, which is indescribably weird.
I could only hear the sound of Li Qingshan swallowing his saliva, and after a long time he said, "Is it possible that the Bronze Suzaku Terrace incident eighteen years ago..."
The old Heavenly Master slowly opened his eyes, nodded and said, "Yes, it's true. The Bronze Suzaku Terrace incident was initiated by me and the old madman."
Hearing this, Li Qingshan's hair stood on end, and when he looked at the old master, he felt that this kind-hearted old man was so strange and scary.
I don’t know how many people died in the Bronze Suzaku Terrace incident.
But who knew that behind that bloody incident, there was a more terrifying secret hidden?
"Qingshan, since you have guessed it a long time ago, you should know what kind of turmoil this matter will bring to the martial arts world if it is leaked. Therefore, no matter what happens next that hinders your judgment, you must give up the small and take the big. , understand?”
Li Qingshan already understood, he cupped his fists and replied, "Qingshan should do his best."
Late at night, there was heavy rain and thunder in the imperial capital.
Li Qingshan came to a secret base under the protection of the Chinese military and the top twelve top masters of Department Store.
The towering black city wall represents the age of this place. At this time, several high-beam searchlights repeatedly focused the monster's eyes on the armored vehicle Li Qingshan was riding.
Ten minutes later, Li Qingshan was led by a five-star general to the underground prison.
In the end, Li Qingshan saw a person, to be precise, a dead person who should not have appeared here.
Two steel claws penetrated his bones, and his limbs were imprisoned in place by cold iron.
There was no trace of life in the deathly silent dungeon, except for the sound of Li Qingshan's heavy breathing.
"This ghost place hasn't seen a new face for several years, and he's still a young boy. Why, the old heavenly master and the old madman are dead. Now I'm sending you to see if I'm still alive?" The dark and damp voice said In the dungeon, the old man with long hair beating the ground, looking like a savage, slowly raised his head.
Between the messy hair, a pair of eyes that seemed to capture people's hearts were staring at Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan was just glanced at, and his body seemed to be struck by lightning, and blood surged in his chest.
It took a long time for Li Qingshan to wake up from the terrifying atmosphere, but he was still covered in cold sweat.
Standing calmly, Li Qingshan secretly recited three calming words. After burning a stick of incense, he said, "Hello, senior, I am Li Qingshan, an outer disciple of Longhu Mountain."
"Outer disciple?" the old man laughed, "The people in Longhu Mountain must be dead, why should I send you here?"
Li Qingshan smiled and said nothing.
"If you came to see if I am dead, then you may be disappointed today, so you can get out."
Suddenly, a terrifying murderous intention rushed toward him. Li Qingshan's face suddenly changed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he staggered back a few steps.
"Eh? There's something weird about you," the old man suddenly noticed Li Qingshan's weirdness, "You just vomited blood, what's going on with your body?"
Li Qingshan smiled miserably and clasped his fists, "This junior has something to ask today."
"What do you want to ask?"
"About your son Han Wendian, the genius who was called the Son of Qilin eighteen years ago," Li Qingshan narrowed his eyes and his face became extremely solemn.
