"master."
Yuzhou City, the backyard of Li Mansion.
Li Baiwan was sitting by the lake fishing quietly. The old housekeeper walked over quickly and said, "Yuguan City is destroyed."
"Yuguan City?"
Li Baiwan heard this and asked in confusion, "Isn't it Baidi City that we are attacking?"
"The Mobei Iron Cavalry has made a detour."
The old housekeeper replied, "Bypassing Baidi City, we went to Yuguan City."
"I don't understand."
Li Baiwan heard this and responded with interest, "Whatever, this is not something we can decide."
Most of the Li family's business has moved south.
With the large commercial capital as the boundary, the Li family no longer has many shops in the north.
When Xiao Ziye proposed this two years ago, he still didn't understand it. Now it seems that his son, Li Wanwan, is indeed prescient.
There is only one Nanjiang Wu Clan in the south, which does not pose a great threat to the territory of Dashang. However, with the existence of the Eight Mobei Tribes in the north, the north of Dashang may be exposed to the flames of war at any time.
That's what Xiao Ziye said at the beginning.
"Master, there is one more thing."
The old housekeeper said, "Miss, we don't have enough manpower, goods, and money. Let me send more."
"Give."
Li Wanwan waved his hand and said, "Give me as much as you want."
"yes."
The old butler bowed respectfully, then turned and left.
By the lake, Li Baiwan sat on a deck chair and continued fishing boredly.
I haven’t seen the children for a long time.
Youwei and Xiaozi still received a letter after ten and a half months at night.
As for that kid Qingzhi, he disappeared for several months. When he came back, he would definitely give him a scolding.
As the breeze blew, Li Baiwan lay down on the recliner and took a nap for a while.
My children are all grown up, and these past ten years have not been easy.
Youwei's husband is good and he is very satisfied.
Xiao Ziye's marriage can be solved by himself.
That guy Qingzhi can't even see his shadow. Does this mean he doesn't plan to get a wife?
Can he, an old father, still have a grandson?
Western Region.
Garo City.
On the second floor of the inn, Li Qingzhi stood quietly in front of the window for a long time, sighing softly in his heart.
I haven't been home for a long time, and I don't know how my adoptive father is doing.
This year during the Chinese New Year, I must take the time to go back.
The adoptive father is getting older and older, and the three siblings have been traveling around for many years. It is really unfilial to have no one by his side.
As he was thinking, Li Qingzhi's expression turned slightly gloomy, and he lost the calmness of the past.
Even if he is a genius, he cannot remain indifferent and stay away from family ties.
Everyone has weaknesses, no one is exempt.
The reason why the three siblings of the Li family worked tirelessly to protect the Li family was to protect the Li family.
In front of the window, Li Qingzhi stood quietly for a long time, with a little light flashing in his eyes.
There is also the boy from Huafengdu who must be taken back. Over the years, the Li family has spent the most money and manpower on him. He must not be allowed to die before the capital is recovered.
Thinking of this, Li Qingzhi looked at the Jialuo Twin Palace in the distance and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Hua Feng has been there for several days, but haven't you found an opportunity to make a move?
Waste material!
On the horizon, the sun sets.
Darkness comes quietly.
Night.
A dark red figure galloped past, followed by powerful auras chasing after him, getting closer and closer.
"boom!"
Many parties surrounded him, and a palm strike threatened his life. In the critical moment, Yan Dao took out his sheath and blocked the palm force.
A violent impact sounded, and blood splashed from the corners of Hua Feng's mouth, but he did not dare to stay for a moment, stepped on his feet, and quickly moved away.
"Chase!"
From behind, a cold voice sounded, and figures passed by one after another, continuing to pursue them.
Jialuo City, second floor of the inn.
Li Qingzhi felt the zhenqi fluctuations in the distance, and his expression changed.
not good!
Without daring to hesitate, Li Qingzhi waved his hand and took the Wushuang Sword Box from the table, and rushed towards the Jia Luo Twins Palace.
sacred mountain.
The five-color divine light loomed, and afterimages passed by at extremely fast speeds, passing through the night and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Under siege from many parties, Hua Feng was almost overtaken several times, but each time he managed to escape the siege at the critical moment.
In the dark night, it is not easy to trap the killer in Yanyu Tower.
Even if several great practitioners of the Five Realms join forces.
"What a cunning boy!"
The four leaders of the Five Realms Great Cultivation, a middle-aged man wearing a moon-white robe looked at the blasphemer who had escaped from the siege again, a coldness flashed in his eyes, his palms were slightly turned, and the power of light surged out of his body. out.
Behind them, the other three divine envoys of light saw this and also used the power of light to join forces.
In an instant, light fell from the sky and illuminated the entire sacred mountain.
"Your uncle!"
A hundred feet away, Hua Fengdu looked at the beam of light falling from the sky. The bright knife in his hand was flying across the sky, and the blood was shining brightly, blocking the power of the light.
It’s just that the light is unstoppable.
With the power of light added to his body, Hua Fengdu staggered and spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
One against four, Hua Fengdu, who has not yet entered the fifth realm, has been able to hold on until now, which is the limit.
"You can't escape!"
At the moment when Hua Feng was restrained, the figure of a middle-aged man rushed over and struck out with a palm. The force of his palm was like a stormy sea, ruthlessly killing him.
Before the crisis of life and death, Hua Feng gritted his teeth, turned his palms and slapped his fifth divine treasure, preparing to forcefully break through and fight with all his strength.
"Hua Fengdu, you don't feel ashamed to fight for your life with these people!"
At this moment, at the foot of the sacred mountain, a figure in a silver-grey robe stepped forward. As the figure moved, he reached the middle of the battle. He met him with a palm, blocking the middle-aged man's palm force with a sudden force.
After the powerful aftermath, the middle-aged man took a few steps back with a look of shock on his face.
So strong!
"Second Young Master."
When Hua Feng saw the person coming, he paused, quickly recovered, and bowed respectfully.
"Where's the stuff?"
Li Qingzhi turned around and asked indifferently.
Hua Fengdu stretched out his hand and handed over the five-color divine order that he had snatched.
Li Qingzhi took the five-color divine order, nodded and said, "It's not too useless. At least, I got the thing."
Hua Feng smiled bitterly and said nothing.
"Go back and wait, leave the rest to me."
Li Qingzhi said something and looked at the four people in front, with a cold look in his eyes.
It shouldn't be too much to kill anyone who dares to touch his Li family.
"Second Young Master, be careful."
Behind him, Hua Feng responded, without much hesitation, and walked down the mountain dragging his seriously injured body.
If he stayed, it would be a burden, so it would be better to wait at the foot of the mountain.
"Want to leave?"
Ten feet away, a light envoy snorted coldly, and his figure passed by, about to take action to save someone.
However.
Just as the Divine Envoy of Light was about to move, a shadow flashed in front of him and was already blocking his path. The sword box crossed his path, blocking his path.
"Did I let you pass?"
Li Qingzhi looked at the person in front of him and said calmly.
"furious!"
Within three steps, the God of Light's face darkened, and he struck out with a palm, striking preemptively.
On the other side, the other three Gods of Light looked at each other and rushed forward, ready to join forces to kill the person in front of them.
The four of them joined forces, staggered their palms, and made powerful moves. Li Qingzhi moved forward and blocked several moves. Finally, after a few breaths, he got tired of blocking, and the sword case in his hand slammed to the ground.
In an instant.
The sword energy vibrated, and the Wushuang sword came out in response.
The sword comes out in a blink of an eye.
A sword slashed through him, and blood spurted out all over the sky.
Among the four, one's head flew up, and he didn't even see the opportunity for Wushuang to draw his sword.
Zhantian drew his sword and sealed his throat with one sword.
"You guys are indeed worse than useless materials."
Li Qingzhi said something in a cold voice, holding the unparalleled sword in his hand, and stepped forward step by step, his body full of murderous intent and bone-chilling coldness.
