After a long while, Li Daoqiang couldn't help but frown secretly.
He let go of his hand and said in a slightly condensed tone: "I can only feel a trace of something strange. If I want to find and get rid of it, I'm afraid it's not something I can do by myself."
However, most of that fear was gone. Although this so-called curse was strange, he was confident that it could not do anything to him.
To put it bluntly, any force in the world depends on its strength.
"Yes, no matter how strong an individual's strength is, it will be exhausted, and martial arts cannot cover everything.
Since my ancestors, only my father spent hundreds of years of family accumulation to change my life and make me what I am today. "Wu Wudi was not disappointed. He never thought that Li Daoqiang could help him get rid of the curse with his own strength.
What he really valued was Li Daoqiang's supreme power.
One order is enough to gather all the strange people and rare treasures from all over the world, hoping to solve the family curse for him.
"Don't worry, I already know in my mind that I will be able to break this curse." Li Daoqiang smiled and affirmed calmly.
"Seriously?" Wu Wudi's eyes were bright and he was a little embarrassed.
Li Daoqiang didn't speak, just looked at Wu Wudi.
Wu Wudi understood, suppressed his uneasy emotions, and solemnly said: "What does the city lord want Wu to do?"
"Join Black Dragon City and become my good brother." Li Daoqiang opened his hands and said sincerely.
"Okay." Wu Wudi nodded in agreement without hesitation, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, on the surface Li Daoqiang gave him face and steps.
"Good brother." Li Daoqiang smiled and stepped forward, patted Wu Wudi's shoulder, and pointed to the core of his understanding: "You should rest for a few days, and we will start to undo this curse in a few days."
"Thank you." Wu Wudi clasped his hands.
After basically recruiting Wu Wudi, Li Daoqiang was in a good mood and asked him to rest. After a few instructions, someone came to report and asked Huang Rong to see him.
He frowned and felt a little headache.
After thinking about it, he let her in.
"Meet City Lord." Huang Rong was wearing a yellow robe and her figure was graceful. She was two points thinner, which made her look more gentle. She was as beautiful as a fairy descending from the earth, and her gentleness also contained a firmness and stubbornness.
"Here we come." Li Daoqiang stretched out his hand and spoke in a gentle tone.
"City Lord, my husband..." Huang Rong frowned and looked at Li Daoqiang closely.
"The remnants of Meng Yuan Temujin have fled too far. Huang Rong, you know it yourself. It's useless to rush things like this." Li Daoqiang's tone was slightly solemn.
Before the battle with Lin, Temujin was prepared for failure and kept some of the people close to his descendants away.
His most beloved daughter Hua Zheng was one of them. Hua Zheng took Guo Jing and disappeared to the west. Even he and Meng Yuan have no news.
Of course, although he didn't rescue Guo Jing and complete the deal, Huang Rong couldn't escape.
The other party knew it well and acted as his subordinate honestly.
"I don't dare to trouble the city lord. I just want to ask and ask the city lord to forgive me." Huang Rong saluted and said with a little fear, as if I was innocent and responsible.
Li Daoqiang's eyebrows twitched slightly, she was really a witch.
Whenever he had the opportunity, he came to ask about Guo Jing's whereabouts, and said that he was not here to rush him.
"Okay, I will tell you as soon as there is news. Go down and don't miss the business." Li Daoqiang warned.
"Yes, my subordinates will never dare to miss business." Huang Rong said seriously.
Huang Rong stepped back, and Li Daoqiang began to check various detailed information collected in Black Dragon City during his absence.
In the evening, I had a meal with many of my wives and rested with Gongsun Lv'e in order.
The next day, Black Dragon Palace.
Li Daoqiang rarely waited for someone.
Apart from him, there was no one else in the hall.
After waiting extremely patiently for about half an hour, his eyes moved and a skilled smile appeared on his face.
coming.
After a few breaths, a middle-aged man in black robe walked in from outside the hall.
The middle-aged man was quite thin and looked ordinary. There was nothing special about him, and he didn't have any tyrannical aura. He came to the main hall from a distance in just two steps, and looked directly at Li Daoqiang with great interest.
"Dugu Qiubai!"
Li Daoqiang spoke with a slightly surprised tone, as if the person in front of him was somewhat unexpected.
"Haha, it seems that I surprised the city lord." The visitor chuckled, feeling quite carefree and unwilling to fight.
"Yes, the Dugu Qiubai I imagined was so arrogant and his swordsmanship soaring to the sky." Li Daoqiang laughed loudly.
If he hadn't seen Dugu Qiubai in front of him with his own eyes, or if it hadn't been described in the intelligence, he would have never imagined it.
The person in front of him was too mediocre, completely different from the impression he had of a real swordsman.
Even more so than Wuming, who has a compassionate heart and is not like a swordsman.
"Haha, Dugu Qiubei is Dugu Qibei. Although there have been some changes over the years, it is still just Dugu Qiubei." Dugu Qiubei smiled nonchalantly.
Li Daoqiang suddenly felt solemn in his heart. He looked at the person in front of him carefully and suddenly realized that he had been stuck in subjective consciousness and had made a mistake.
Subconsciously, I imagined Dugu Qiubei as a swordsman, a cold swordsman like Ximen Chuixue.
It's true that Dugu Qiufei is a swordsman, but what he shows on the outside is not necessarily the indifference of a swordsman.
Swordsmen are all arrogant. Some arrogance appears internally and some arrogance appears externally.
Dugu Qiufei is undoubtedly an extremely arrogant person, and his arrogance reaches the extreme.
Compared to many powerful people, his reputation is not big, or even very small.
Even in the previous life, the same was true in the martial arts world. Almost no one knew about it, and the deeds were not spread.
By analogy, it is clear that he did it intentionally, and he probably didn't even bother to tell people his name because the other person didn't deserve it.
Or maybe it's to hide their identity and not care about their reputation at all.
Seeing that no one could rival him, he just lived in seclusion and made withering his friend.
He is a person who lives in his own world and is proud of his own world. He hates worldly things and only wants to pursue the sword wholeheartedly.
Very pure, very pure.
But he has friends, he has the loyalty and passion to abandon his sword in order to hurt his friends, and he has the patience and gentleness to teach his fallen friends.
Apart from his name, a person who keeps his arrogance to the extreme can appear to be anything.
What's more, he comes from a wealthy family, so it's not surprising.
"I was wrong, but I'm very happy. Brother Dugu is much easier to communicate with than I thought." Li Daoqiang said with a heroic smile.
Dugu Qiubai smiled and didn't say much on this issue. His eyes showed a glimmer of expectation, and he said sincerely: "I only came to discuss swords with the city lord, and I ask the city lord to fulfill his wish."
Li Daoqiang couldn't help but express admiration in his eyes. At this moment, he once again felt the purity of the person in front of him.
Just for sword fighting, nothing else.
(Chapter 1, what does Dugu Qiubei say? It is possible to interpret it in any way.)
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