The Holy Land of the Witch Clan.
South courtyard.
The violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth shook. In the middle of the formation, Li Ziye's true energy surged, powerful and thick.
Far beyond the limits of ordinary warriors in the late third realm.
In this world, only how much effort is put into it will be rewarded. Li Ziye has experienced too many hardships along the way, and in return, he has laid a very solid foundation.
Not inferior to any proud man of heaven.
With endless great medicines, medicine kings, and divine objects to train the foundation, there is only one Li Jiaziye in the world.
Outside the hospital.
The Witch Queen walked over quickly and was shocked when she saw the scene inside.
What an astonishing aura, this is not owned by the warriors of the third realm at all, even though some warriors of the fourth realm do not have such strong Qi intensity.
No wonder, the Ebony Witch King would kill him in his hands.
Under the surprised look of the Witch Queen.
In the center of the formation, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually stopped. Li Ziye sank, put his hands on the ground, knelt on the ground and gasped for air.
Outside the formation, when Qin Wenna saw this, she immediately rushed forward, grabbed the former's arm, and investigated his condition.
rear.
Mao Nanfeng also stepped forward and asked, "How are you doing?"
"Ninety percent."
A look of surprise flashed across Qin Wegna's face and she replied.
"As expected."
Maonanfeng nodded, looked at the exhausted poisonous insects all over the ground, and said, "Even if there are three living silkworms and these poisonous insects, it is impossible to completely break through his seventh vein. It is beyond imagination to be able to break through 90% of his veins." As for the last 10% of my prediction, you can only figure it out yourself, Plum Blossom Sword Immortal."
"It's really unexpected."
Qin Wanna nodded and said, "I am fully aware of the difficulty of breaking the seventh pulse. It is really not easy for you to break through 50% of it at once."
"Excessive praise."
Mao Nanfeng responded, looking at the embarrassed boy in front of him, with a smile on his feminine face, and said, "Boy, I didn't lie to you. Although this is the first time for me to do this thing of breaking the pulse, , However, it is still very confident.”
Ahead, Li Ziye managed to hold himself up, bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."
Mao Nanfeng accepted this gift very unceremoniously. Originally, this was what he deserved.
In order to break this boy's pulse, he didn't take a good rest for several days.
He is really a kind man who is willing to help others.
"Recuperate well these days. Your body is very weak and it is not suitable to run around." Mao Nanfeng reminded.
"Thank you for the reminder, senior." Li Ziye responded softly.
"outside."
After admonishing the boy in front of him, Mao Nanfeng turned around, looked outside the courtyard, and said, "You have had enough of watching the theater. Come in and clean the courtyard."
Outside the hospital.
Several hidden stumps looked at each other, one of them walked out, entered the courtyard, bowed respectfully, and began to clean the courtyard.
In the courtyard, there were corpses of poisonous insects everywhere, as well as many fallen leaves that had been swept away by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making it very messy.
"Little uncle, it's time to return the soul-catching bell."
On the side, the Witch Queen stepped forward promptly and asked for help.
She knew her little uncle's temper very well. If she hadn't taken the initiative to ask for the soul-catching bell, her little uncle would never return it to her consciously.
Mao Nanfeng subconsciously glanced at the golden bell in his hand, and a hint of pain flashed across his face.
This thing is so useful.
I really hate to give it back.
The Witch Queen saw the thoughts of her little uncle in front of her, stretched out her hand to grab the soul-catching bell, and immediately pulled it over forcefully. She smiled and said, "Little uncle, Maoli will take your leave first."
After saying that, the Witch Queen turned and left without staying any longer.
Before leaving, the Witch Queen deliberately glanced at the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal not far away, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
This crazy woman is expected to stay in the Holy Land for a few days. It seems that she needs to be careful.
The Plum Blossom Sword Fairy lived up to her reputation and was really a woman with a bad character.
"Plum Blossom Sword Immortal, young man from the Li family, I am going to record the results of today's experiment. You can do whatever you want."
After the Witch Queen left, Mao Nanfeng said something and hurried back to his house.
In the courtyard, Li Ziye saw everyone running away. He looked at Lao Qin in front of him, put on a flattering smile on his face and said, "Master Fairy, can you help me back to the room?"
"Don't you have any legs?"
Qin Wegna said coldly, then turned and left.
It's all this kid's fault, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to get 40 to 50 percent of the dragon's corpse.
This is great, the thing has fallen into the hands of that crazy woman from the Witch Queen. It will not be easy to snatch it away again.
No, we must find a way to find the whereabouts of the dragon. Even if we dig out a piece of dragon scale, it is better than taking advantage of the Witch Queen.
Thinking of this, Qin Wegna walked a little faster and hurriedly left the yard.
In the courtyard, Li Ziye felt like crying but had no tears when he saw everyone had left.
No one cares about him anymore?
He was in real pain and couldn't walk.
not far away.
The hidden pile swept the yard silently, paying no attention to a certain fool in the yard.
Just when Li Ziye successfully broke his pulse again.
The southern border of Great Shang.
A fast horse galloped past, getting closer and closer to southern Xinjiang.
After traveling day and night to Huafengdu, they were finally about to arrive at the Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan.
only.
On horseback, the situation in Huafengdu was obviously not good.
Perhaps because of running around for days, Hua Fengdu's face was very pale, with no trace of blood visible.
Qiyin Jumai is one of the most terrifying terminal diseases in the world. Almost no one who suffers from this terminal disease can survive for more than ten years.
Hua Feng was unfortunate enough to be born with no pulse, but she was also very lucky to have received all the help from the Li family and managed to survive on medicine until today.
but.
Today, Hua Fengdu's body has obviously reached its limit.
The Qiyin is cut off and an explosion is imminent.
Once the Qiyin Juemei breaks out completely, it will be difficult for the gods to save it.
Even if Wugensheng was found and all the medicines were collected, it would still be too late.
Hua Feng was very aware of his physical condition, so he volunteered to come to southern Xinjiang to rescue the young master.
He didn't want to die of a disease worthless like this.
If the young master can be rescued safe and sound before he dies, this trip will be worth it.
Just death is not that terrible.
Just don't be such a coward.
"drive!"
The fast horse galloped and quickly disappeared at the end of the wilderness.
at the same time.
Letters from the Holy Land of the Witch Clan were also sent to the Great Shang Capital day and night, demanding "ransom"!
Two days later.
The letter finally arrived.
Li Garden, inner courtyard.
Li Youwei and Hongzhu breathed a sigh of relief when they received a letter from the kidnappers asking for ransom.
Fortunately, there is news, which is a good thing.
Isn’t it just silver?
The Li family has plenty of them, as long as they don't tear up the vote.
"I'm going to prepare one million taels of silver for people to send away."
Li Youwei said something and immediately walked towards the outside of the hospital.
"Youwei."
From behind, Hongzhu followed up and said seriously, "I'll go deliver it. There are many witches and poisons in southern Xinjiang. Most people may not be able to deal with them. It's more appropriate for me to go."
"That's fine."
Li Youwei thought for a while and nodded in agreement. Hongzhu was good at poison and could deal with emergencies better.
The two then left to get the money.
In fact, the letter sent by the Wu clan only asked for five hundred thousand taels of silver. However, Li Youwei was worried about her younger brother's safety and planned to prepare double the amount, just in case.
It’s only one million taels, a drop in the bucket.
Any business in the Li family can make more than one million taels.
Compared with the safety of my little brother, one million taels is not worth mentioning.
Only half a day.
Hongzhu left the capital with the prepared silver and rushed to southern Xinjiang.
The Holy Land of the Witch Clan is beyond the sky.
After a few days of recuperation, Li Ziye's body had basically recovered and he was fine. He began to practice sword practice and stretch his muscles.
Unknowingly, another month was delayed, and there were only three months left before the battle with Huo Lin'er.
Although his strength has improved a lot recently, he is still a little unsure when it comes to fighting Huo Lin'er.
It’s difficult.
When he thought that Huo Lin'er's strength was almost the same as that of Little Red Riding Hood, his head was buzzing.
Can he beat Little Red Riding Hood? Obviously, impossible.
If that guy gets serious, he can beat him at least three or five times.
Especially after the Confucian leader imparted his thousands of years of martial arts knowledge and experience to Little Red Riding Hood, that guy's fighting ability became even more abnormal, with almost no flaws.
Among the masters he had fought against, only Little Red Riding Hood could not find a breakthrough at all. Whether he was fighting for his life or slowly wearing out, he had no chance of winning.
Being unable to break through and being completely suppressed is really a terrible feeling.
To be honest, if the opponent this time is Little Red Riding Hood, there is really no need to fight, there is no chance of winning.
However, the opponent is Huo Lin'er, so maybe there is still a chance to give it a try.
Everyone knows that the Suzaku Sect's technique is to attack the strong and defend the weak, using force to counter attack. It has the greatest variability, and of course, it will also lead to quick death.
However, against Huo Lin'er, at least it won't be as completely impossible as against Little Red Riding Hood.
"Boy, do you want to try again? I just checked some ancient books and think there are several methods that you can try."
When Li Ziye was practicing his sword, Mao Nanfeng came up in front of the wooden house and asked.
"don't want."
In the yard, Li Ziye came to his senses and refused without hesitation.
Does this old pervert really think he is stupid?
A few days ago, it was because he didn't understand this old pervert's temperament that he was deceived. Now, he has gained wisdom and will never be deceived again.
It was indeed good to break his pulse, but if he lost his life, it was too late for him to regret it.
He himself had no confidence that he could withstand the pain of the Ten Thousand Insects Devouring Body a second time.
Moreover, there is no such thing as the Sansheng Silkworm nowadays. If something unexpected happens, even the gods will not be able to save him.
Life is precious, and he will not do anything that involves taking the initiative to die.
"Boy, you are so young, how can you be so timid?" Mao Nanfeng began to use provocation.
"hehe."
Li Ziye responded with an emotionless smile. This old pervert also used tricks. It was like using a big knife in front of Guan Gong. He had used all thirty-six tactics. It was just a way to provoke the generals, which was of no use.
"If you agree, I can teach you some of my clan's insect-control techniques." Mao Nanfeng saw the boy in front of him was indifferent, so he changed his strategy and chose to seduce.
"not interested."
Li Ziye remained unmoved and continued practicing his sword.
"Spell!" Mao Nanfeng said seriously.
"drink!"
Li Ziye shouted loudly, took a breath of his sword, danced like a tiger, and ignored this old pervert.
"In this case, if you agree, I will secretly teach you a few tricks of my witch clan's magical skills to suppress the clan and the four imperial scriptures." Mao Nanfeng seduced, determined to spend some money.
"I have no shortage of skills."
Li Ziye was unmoved and concentrated on practicing his sword.
No matter what magical power you have to suppress the clan, can it be stronger than the Flying Immortal Art?
If not, he still has the Haoran Chapter of Confucianism, the Taishang Chapter of Taoism, the Three Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, the Three Jue Swords of Master Jianjue, and the Skyless Sword Realm of Heavenly Sword.
I didn't know if I didn't count them, but I was shocked when I counted them. It turned out that he knew so many magical secrets.
How many times do you have to jump off a cliff to pick this up?
The magical power of the witch clan to suppress the clan?
Do not care!
"Don't regret it!" Mao Nanfeng gritted his teeth as he saw the boy in front of him looking helpless.
"I will never regret it."
Li Ziye responded simply.
"Have some backbone!"
Mao Nanfeng said something and immediately walked away.
He didn't believe it. Apart from this boy, he couldn't find a suitable test subject.
There are so many death row inmates in the Wu Clan's Heavenly Prison. If you don't believe it, no one can withstand his torture.
at the same time.
North of the Holy Land of the Witch Clan.
In a remote and dilapidated courtyard, violent coughing sounds continued to be heard.
Hua Fengdu sat in front of the stone table, poured out bottles of elixirs, and immediately stuffed them all into his mouth.
Blood trickled out bit by bit, dyeing the fingertips red.
After arriving at the Wu Clan, Hua Fengdu did not rush to save people, but chose to wait for the opportunity.
He knew that there was only one chance to save the young master once at most. If he failed, the young master's life would even be in danger.
He doesn't have much time left and he will die soon. However, the young master is still young and nothing should happen to him.
Nowadays, the most troublesome thing is that how to enter Tianwaitian, the Holy Land of the Witch Clan, without arousing suspicion.
Fortunately, there was news from Yanyulou that Hongzhu was coming.
The Witch Clan's demand for ransom may be their best chance to save the young master.
"Deputy landlord!"
At this moment, a spy from the Yanyu Tower who had been hiding in the Wu clan for many years walked in quickly and said respectfully, "Miss Hongzhu is here."
"Please quickly."
Hearing this, Hua Fengdu wiped off the blood between his fingers without leaving any trace, and said.
"yes!"
The spy took the order and immediately retreated.
Not long after.
Hongzhu came over, entered the courtyard, looked at Hua Fengdu in the courtyard, and immediately asked, "How is it? Is there any news about the young master?"
"No, nothing can be found."
Hua Fengdu shook his head and said, "Tianwaitian is heavily guarded, and our people can't get in at all."
Hongzhu heard this, frowned slightly, and said, "Pay the ransom first, and for the rest, we will adapt accordingly."
"That's the only way." Hua Fengdu nodded.
Just as Hongzhu was about to say something else, she suddenly frowned slightly.
strangeness.
Where did the bloody smell come from?
Hongzhu, who is good at using poisons, is much more sensitive to smells than ordinary people. He quickly noticed the blood stains on Hua Fendu's fingers that had not been completely wiped off, and his mind sank.
Could it be?
An ominous premonition arose in Hongzhu's heart.
She knew very well about Hua Fengdu's illness. It was a miracle that he could survive to this day. If it didn't work, the day when Qi Yin Juemui would break out was not far away.
No wonder Hua Fengdu, who rarely acted alone, would take the initiative to come to Southern Xinjiang this time.
Does the host know about this?
Hongzhu's eyes narrowed slightly. The poster was not good at treating poisons, so he probably didn't know.
Trouble.
It has no roots and has not yet been found.
Moreover, even if it is found, it may not be enough time.
