Outside the town, tent area.
In the luxurious tent where King Shen is.
"I'm just wondering, why did the third child never take action?" Xiao Yuanshen stood in front of the desk, holding a pen on the drawing paper, and wrote the three words 'Li Boyang'.
"The Third Highness is probably scared." The man in black robe hidden behind Xiao Yuanshen smiled, "He seems to have been caught in front of Li Boyang."
"No." Xiao Yuanshen shook his head, "The only one who can scare the third child is my father."
"What do you mean, Your Highness?" The man in black robe was curious.
"Li Boyang is indeed very tempting." Xiao Yuanshen stared at the drawing paper, "If we can capture him, we will be able to please our father, no matter life or death.
Yesterday, the bloodline he revealed was even more tempting.
Gu came here and prepared a night killing array for him, but it was a pity that Gu underestimated the Golden Scale Sect.
The third child suffered a defeat in Gusu City and saw Gu's failure. The killing array he prepared for Li Boyang must be even more deadly. "
"His Highness mentioned at this time that the killing formation of the Third Highness should be today, right?" The man in black robe guessed and whispered, "Then there is no need for us to take action. At that time, we only need to snatch Li Boyang from the Third Highness. Can."
"You are wrong." Xiao Yuanshen shook his head, "Lao San's plan has changed."
"The plan has changed?" The man in black robe was startled.
Xiao Yuanshen held the pen and stroked it on the drawing paper, and a dragon, a ghostly white tiger, and a white snake appeared on the drawing paper in sequence.
"Li Boyang's bloodline." The man in black robe whispered.
Xiao Yuanshen did not stop writing and drew another dragon on the drawing paper.
"Dragon..." The man in black robe was startled, and then his heart moved, as if he had some realization.
In the eyes of the royal family, dragons are supreme, far beyond the comparison of dragons, white tigers, and snakes.
"Li Boyang really deserves to die." Xiao Yuanshen said calmly, "As soon as he came to Yuquan Mountain, he powerfully defeated Ba Di, and Zhao Yuding must have been paying attention to him.
In this Yuquan Mountain, if you attack Li Su, what will be the consequences? Gu has already tried it.
The third child is a smart man, and he can probably think of anything Gu can think of. "
"Little Vajra." The man in black robe whispered. Yesterday, he saw with his own eyes that the blood of the golden dragon manifested in the little Vajra when he stood in front of the Jade Spring Mirror.
"Not bad, little King Kong." Xiao Yuanshen stared at the dragon on the drawing paper, "How can a monk from Mobei have the blood of a golden dragon?
Compared with dealing with Li Su, it is much easier to deal with Xiao Jingang.
Zhao Yuding knew very well that even if Little King Kong could dominate the third level, he would never enter the Golden Scale Sect. "
"Your Highness may not be as wise as you, Your Highness." The man in black robe complimented.
"It would be better if he chooses to deal with Li Boyang." Xiao Yuanshen smiled lightly, then shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, this possibility is unlikely."
The man in black robe thought thoughtfully and said: "If His Highness chooses to deal with Li Boyang, he will be able to attract Zhao Yuding's attention. Then it will be much easier for us to deal with Little King Kong."
"He chose to deal with Little King Kong, and Gu Yi Neng was behind." Xiao Yuanshen sneered.
"Today is indeed the best time." The man in black robe said, "If Yi Jian dares to bring Little King Kong here alone, he must have someone to rely on. His strength is probably stronger than the legend."
"Not the best, but the only one." Xiao Yuanshen stared at the dragon on the drawing paper and said, "If you miss today, you will never have this opportunity again."
"I'll make arrangements right away."
"Even if you can't capture Little King Kong, you must at least get a ball of his blood."
"I promise from my humble position that I will never let His Highness down again."
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In Yuquan Mountain, near the mountainside, there is a special stone wall embroidered with murals.
This is a mural of a hunter hunting in a mountain forest.
In the murals, whether they are hunters, trees or mountains, or all kinds of prey in the mountains and forests, they are all lifelike.
What caught Li Su's attention the most was that every big tree in the mural had a lifelike black cicada attached to it.
According to Tu Xiaochan, this stone wall is called "Xiubi Cicada Cave" and is one of the unique beauties in Yuquan Mountain.
When passing this stone wall, Bai Hu took the initiative to slow down and walk more lightly.
This made Li Su slightly surprised. You should know that along the way, the white tiger kept coming back and forth, often running wildly when he wasn't paying attention.
Only when he reaches out and touches the white tiger's soft neck will the white tiger truly obey.
"This mural is quite beautiful." Li Su whispered, gently scratching the belly of the rabbit in his arms with his right hand.
Tu Xiaochan understood and said via voice: "The murals should also be covered with special spiritual formations. Xiaochan cannot sense the specific situation."
Li Su was a little disappointed. The entire Yuquan Mountain seemed to be filled with spiritual formations. Tu Xiaochan's most powerful perception was greatly restricted here.
"There is a leaf that seems a little strange." Tu Xiaochan suddenly said.
"Leaves?" Li Su was startled and immediately looked at the mural.
"The third tree in front of Orion..." Tu Xiaochan transmitted the message and pointed to the location.
Li Su gently pulled the fur of the white tiger sitting down.
The white tiger was startled, then stopped meekly, and looked up at the mural on the stone wall on the right.
"This leaf is not a mural." Li Su stared at the leaf described by Tu Xiaochan and said softly, "It seems to be an ordinary fallen leaf stuck to the mural."
He didn't see anything special about this leaf.
"Leaves..." Bai Hu stared at the mural, his bright tiger eyes flashing with golden light.
"Buzz."
At this moment, there was a buzzing sound on the mural.
"Brother Su, something is wrong. That fallen leaf seems to have triggered the spiritual formation on the mural." Tu Xiaochan's voice sounded in Li Su's ears.
"Spiritual formation..." Li Su's eyes narrowed slightly. He stared at the black cicadas on the trees in the mural, and keenly noticed that the black cicadas seemed to be flapping their wings.
"There is a problem here, be careful." A cold voice suddenly sounded in Li Su's ears.
Li Su blinked. The voice just transmitted was not from Tu Xiaochan, Snow Scale Snake, Yue Ji, Xi'e, or the goddess Xue Ji.
This was a message from a strange woman.
He guessed that the owner of the message was most likely a disciple of the Golden Scale Sect.
"It's not the test of the Golden Scale Sect..." Li Su stared at the mural, wondering if it was an illusion. He felt that there seemed to be a pair of deep eyes on the mural, staring at him.
"There's something really wrong." Li Su was furious, but with a calm expression on his face, he stretched out his hand to hold the big stick in front of his thigh.
Before he could hold the Great Desolate Stick, an urgent call suddenly sounded in his mind.
Li Su was startled, and then his heart moved, and he understood where the shout came from.
Yan Ling Dao.
To be precise, this call came from the weapon spirit of the Yan Ling Dao...the demon spirit of the Golden-Beard Demon Ao.
In the underground palace of Ziyang Mountain, the goddess Xue Ji refined the demon spirit of the golden-bearded demon Ao into the Yan Ling Sword, making it the weapon spirit of the Yan Ling Sword.
Before that, Jin-bearded Demon Ao had been sleeping.
At this moment, if you suddenly wake up, something must be abnormal.
After glancing at the murals on the stone wall, Li Su hesitated for a moment whether to take out the Yanling knife.
There is a very special connection between him and Yan Ling Dao... he can clearly feel the urgency of the golden-bearded demon Ao.
"Goddess Xue Ji is trustworthy."
Thinking of the goddess Xue Ji, Li Su did not hesitate anymore and immediately took out his black storage bag and took out the Yan Ling knife.
During this process, he kept paying attention to the mural calmly, and the feeling of being watched became more and more intense.
"I'm suffocating my ancestor to death." The voice of the golden-bearded demon Ao rang directly in Li Su's mind, "Boy, throw away the scabbard quickly, my ancestor will help you swallow him."
