You know it from the fact that the other party wants her and Huang Xuemei.
He didn't care at all about the grudge between the two.
He only cares about his own thoughts and desires.
Total bastard.
If only this bastard hadn't disliked the old and abandoned her for Huang Xuemei.
She will definitely try her best to break off the relationship.
And after the other party said that, she was sure that this bastard would really do it.
As long as she pisses him off again.
She didn't want to be a canary.
So I could only grit my teeth helplessly.
Li Daoqiang doesn't care, and his attitude towards Huang Xuemei and He Qinghua will of course be different.
It’s not just a matter of their character, but also as Li Daoqiang once said.
An innate, a master.
The gap is huge.
Weak people have no right to ask for more.
This sentence is true wherever it is found.
He took out a volume of book, threw it to He Qinghua, and said calmly: "Practice well and stay patiently."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
He Qinghua opened her mouth, not wanting Li Daoqiang to leave like this.
But he was still stubborn and didn't speak.
He gritted his teeth, wanting to bite off a piece of that bastard's flesh.
After two breaths, he looked at the scroll.
Lingbo took a slight step.
Soon, her eyes lit up, a smile appeared on her face, and she was no longer tired.
"You bastard, you still have some conscience."
He muttered something and looked at it wholeheartedly.
the other side.
Li Daoqiang returned to Heilongzhai and handed over Lingbo Weibu to the three women. Needless to say, there was no need to elaborate.
The reason why he didn't pass on Beiming Divine Skill to them was because he didn't want to improve their strength faster.
But after getting a deeper understanding of Beiming Divine Art, he discovered that not everyone can practice this art.
First, the original martial arts needs to be abolished.
Huang Xuemei definitely won't. She is already at the level of a Grandmaster and her body has already been finalized.
You will never lose a big thing because of small things, and practice the Beiming Divine Art.
The Beiming Divine Skill can absorb other people's skills and seems to be powerful.
But no matter how much skill you have, you still need to be able to control it.
Magical skills are not easy to practice.
Especially the Beiming Divine Skill, which can take shortcuts, can be controlled by a suddenly powerful force if you are not careful.
rather than controlling power.
At that time, he will either become obsessed and die, or his mind will change drastically and he will become a slave to power, and he will eventually die.
In the original work, if you look at Wu Yazi, he won't randomly absorb people's skills. Doesn't he want to be invincible?
When he teaches his skills, he also sets up difficult tests.
What for?
There are also Duan Yu and Xu Zhu.
A closer look will reveal that both of them are people who are not interested in or care about martial arts.
They are all kind-hearted and have profound Buddha nature.
Therefore, they can not be controlled by suddenly powerful forces.
In addition, even if he can avoid being controlled by the power, Beiming Divine Skill is not invincible.
Huang Xuemei definitely doesn’t know how to practice.
Of course, in addition to the shortcut of absorbing people's power, Beiming Magic is also an authentic Taoist magic that can be practiced step by step.
But if given to He Qinghua, she would definitely take shortcuts.
Li Daoqiang didn't know what the outcome would be. Anyway, he wasn't optimistic about it and wouldn't give it to her.
Qi Fang is kind-hearted and has no great pursuit of martial arts.
She can practice the Beiming Divine Skill, and she won't take shortcuts to absorb people's skills.
But after thinking about it, I still didn't give it to her.
Without it, Beiming Divine Skill would be a somewhat evil skill after all.
It’s better not to cultivate for others easily.
If you don't take shortcuts, it would be better for Qi Fang to practice other magic skills.
If there is a mistake, it will be too late to regret.
In a word, most magical skills cannot be practiced casually.
The more wonderful the magical power, the greater the risk.
Such as Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu, and even Shaolin Martial Arts, etc.
There are risks.
Mastering power is never simple or smooth.
Being obsessed is not just talk.
And the four words "Enchanted" often represent profound magical martial arts.
Returned to Black Dragon Village, stayed for a few days, and handled some matters.
Li Daoqiang set out again and headed towards Dali.
When he arrived at Wuliang Mountain in Dali, the show was about to begin.
On a small road.
A young girl is jumping forward, with a snow-white mink on her shoulders, looking very spiritual.
The girl is wearing a green shirt, with a round face and a small dimple near her mouth.
The face is like morning glow, the eyes are like autumn water, and the skin is like gelatin.
The smile she always wears is full of sunshine and vitality, bright and extremely cute.
The whole body is filled with a spiritual energy, which makes people feel loved when they look at it.
The girl was walking when suddenly, a figure in black clothes and a head wrapped jumped out.
Holding a long knife, his exposed eyes were full of obscenity, staring at the girl.
"Hehe, what a pretty little girl. Please stay with me today."
The lewd laughter rose and he immediately approached step by step.
The girl was startled and took a few steps back. There was some fear on her cute face, but also some curiosity. She stared at her big eyes that seemed to be able to speak and said, "Who are you? Don't come here."
"Hey hey hey, who am I? You'll know who I am later."
The man in black smiled arrogantly and continued to press forward step by step, making people know what he was going to do at a glance.
"If you come here again, I will let the mink bite you." The girl threatened with a pouted mouth.
"Then let it go." The man in black smiled nonchalantly.
The girl pursed her lips, glared angrily, and patted the snow-white mink on her shoulder.
The little marten was very intelligent and immediately rushed towards the man in black very quickly.
But the man in black was obviously well prepared, and hit the little mink accurately with one palm, sending him falling into the jungle.
"ah!"
The girl exclaimed worriedly and ran towards the snow-white mink.
But the man in black pointed at her acupuncture point, unable to move.
"Hehe, she is such a beautiful little beauty. I am so blessed today."
"You, don't mess around. I am the daughter of Wanqiu, the bell of the Valley of Tribulations. If you dare to mess around, my father will definitely not let you go." The girl was completely panicked, her tone was horrified, and there was a hint of crying.
"The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations Zhong Wan Chou? Hey, he's just a nobody.
Moreover, I don’t care whose daughter you are, you are the princess of Dali, and I will make a decision today. "
The man in black laughed wildly.
The girl was even more frightened, her big eyes were filled with mist, and she might cry at any time.
The man in black ignored him, holding a knife in one hand and reaching out to the girl with the other.
Suddenly, a cold and majestic voice came.
"What a thief, you deserve to die."
Just as the voice sounded, a golden light broke through the sky and came at great speed.
In the blink of an eye, he hit the man in black on the chest.
The man in black spit out a mouthful of blood and threw his body backwards.
Seeing that the blood was about to get on the girl, a tall figure appeared beside the girl and put his arm around the girl's slender waist.
With no effort at all, he turned around and flashed the blood.
The girl's eyes were dull, her petite body leaned on her broad chest, and she raised her little head to look at the somewhat stern face.
Some didn't respond.
"Are you okay?"
An indifferent voice sounded, and the girl suddenly came back to her senses.
His face turned red.
Feeling the big fiery hand loosen, he immediately jumped two steps away like a frightened little rabbit, lowering his head shyly.
Then she looked up again, looking at the person who saved her with curiosity and surprise.
His expression became innocent and innocent, and his voice was sweet and sweet: "It's okay, thank you for saving me."
Li Daoqiang looked indifferent and said indifferently: "It's just a coincidence."
The girl was inexplicably disappointed when she saw such indifference and distance.
Looking not far away, the man in black was no longer breathing and his chest was no longer rising. He couldn't help but wrinkle his nose and snorted loudly. He looked extremely cute.
Then he stared with big eyes and said expectantly: "My name is Zhong Ling. I live in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations. What is your name?"
Li Daoqiang glanced at her, then smiled lightly, as if he had thought of something interesting, and said casually: "It's better that you don't know."
"Ah! Why?" The girl Zhong Ling asked puzzledly, even more disappointed.
"Go home honestly. If we can meet again in the future, I will tell you." Li Daoqiang said calmly.
After saying that, he turned around and strode away. After a few steps, his figure disappeared.
Before Zhong Ling could react, he paused and hurriedly ran to catch up, but he couldn't catch up at all, and there was no trace of him.
In the end, he returned to his original place with his mouth pouted and a look of disappointment on his face.
He found the unconscious snow-white mink, hugged it distressedly, and stared at the man in black with annoyance.
He trotted forward and kicked twice.
After hesitating for a moment, he returned the way he came.
After a while, Li Daoqiang's figure returned there.
Next to him, the man in black, who had long since lost his breath, suddenly stood up.
He pulled down his mask and put his hands on his face, revealing a face called the Blood Knife Ancestor.
Showing a simple and honest smile, the Blood Knife Ancestor stood up and saluted: "Master."
"Well, not bad." Li Daoqiang praised.
"It's all under the guidance of the master." The Blood Knife Ancestor immediately flattered him subconsciously.
Li Daoqiang raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at him. The Blood Knife Ancestor reacted and laughed a few times.
In order to make meritorious service and make up for his mistakes, he suggested: "Master, it's better to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory. Miss Zhong will definitely be able to fall in love with you, Master."
"What do you know?" Li Daoqiang withdrew his gaze, looked in the direction where Zhong Ling was leaving, and said calmly, "What I want is her person, not her heart."
The Blood Knife Ancestor is puzzled. How can a hero save a beautiful girl without any worries?
Can't we just snatch it back?
It's a robber anyway.
No one dares to say that you violated the village rules.
Li Daoqiang didn't need to think about it to know that the Blood Knife Ancestor was confused, but he was also interested in talking about it.
Thinking about it, I'm afraid there will be scenes like this in the future. The Blood Knife Ancestor is very suitable for playing the bad guy.
Let him know something and do things better.
Immediately, he said calmly: "What I hate the most is raping women, you know that, right?"
"I understand," the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately responded.
But there was some slander in my heart that it was unnecessary.
Who doesn't know that you are so horny?
Trouble, unnecessary.
Of course, I didn't dare to look a little strange on the surface, so I just listened honestly.
(Chapter 2, thank you for your support.)
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