"If everything had been arranged long ago, how could we find any loopholes?"
Li Weiyang's red robe fluttered and he sneered:
"He wouldn't have lost back then."
"Didn't you win too?" Meng Yu fiddled with his braids and looked around at the world with a look of indifference.
"We have understood the form, but you haven't." Li Weiyang knew that with Meng Yu here today, he could no longer use Zhao Wujiang's wife and daughter as a bargaining chip.
Since Meng Yu showed up today, others will definitely show up.
Their other goal was also achieved.
"This time, there will be no demon gods to stop him." Li Weiyang returned to a kind-hearted look.
"Is He going to wake up?" Meng Yu finally looked serious and said calmly:
"So you can't wait to test it out and make final preparations."
"Meng Yu, enjoy your last peaceful time." Li Weiyang was gentle and kind, like a charitable elder teaching the younger generation:
"The disaster of all living beings is coming."
"Hmph! Even so, we will not become betrayers of the world like you." A fiery voice appeared, and an old man wearing colorful robes appeared behind Li Weiyang.
The person who came was none other than Jiang Caihe, one of the current elders of the Three Poison Sect and the guardian of the Three Poison Sect, Mu Qianqian's master.
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero." Li Weiyang did not look back, still smiling benevolently.
"Hmph, fuck you, those who know the current affairs are heroes. In the history of the human race, there will always be worms like you." Jiang Caihe had already rolled up his sleeves, and his meaning was self-evident:
"Obviously we can share the same hatred of the enemy and work together to advance and retreat against the enemy, but we have to betray everyone."
Li Weiyang was not angry and laughed.
Although Jiang Caihe is an old man, he looks energetic, especially wearing colorful clothes, which makes him feel like he is on the forefront of fashion.
He said angrily:
"Hehehe, you motherf***er, Li Weiyang, don't you have a mouth? You ***, ***."
Li Weiyang listened to Jiang Caihe constantly scolding all kinds of unpleasant words, and her face finally lost control and became gloomy. She gritted her teeth and said:
"vulgar."
"I'm rude to you, you bastard. If you're not rude, are you betraying the world?
Why did you open your mouth to fart?
Why do you accuse people of acting like spoiled old ladies?
Can you curse? You don't know how to kneel down, I'll teach you, you bastard.
****,**. "Jiang Caihe raised his hand and grabbed it, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the dim sky was dyed rose red in an instant.
He directly used the change of location, preparing to imprison Li Weiyang here and have a fight.
Meng Yu covered his mouth and smiled. It was indeed wrong to curse people, but if the person he was scolding was not a person, there would be no problem. Besides, this was Jiang Caihe's usual way of greeting his opponents.
Today, Jiang Caihe didn't ask about Li Weiyang's genealogy as soon as he came up. He was already showing mercy in consideration of his image.
An ancient xun appeared in Meng Yu's hand. She played it gently, and the sad and graceful music slowly rippled out.
Li Weiyang found that the sky was still rose red, but drastic changes had already taken place around him. He was now standing by a river, with the river flowing quietly and filled with the past.
When the Supreme takes action, it changes the world.
"Go find Brother Zhao's wife and daughter first." Li Zuo, the escort, helped Lin Yu up. When he saw the three supreme beings disappearing, he immediately said in a deep voice.
He was talking to Snow Wolf, who didn't look very smart.
Snow Wolf should also be someone sent by the Ghost Emperor, that is, one of his own.
Xiaobai sniffed the air in all directions, then howled and ran towards the northeast.
At the same time, Zhao Wujiang drew out his sword, and the long sword condensed by the wind in his hand quickly dissipated.
Li Shancun stared with eyes full of horror, fell backwards, and hit the ground hard, raising a cloud of smoke and dust, and splashing blood all over the ground.
He had already lost his soul under the sword just now.
He never imagined until his death that Zhao Wujiang's strength was so shocking.
Zhao Wujiang looked a little pale and calmly wiped the blood on Zhuge Xiaobai's robe.
