What a shame! Seeing Wu Fan about to leave, Agui caught up with him panting.
"Don't worry, Agui, your matter is my matter. Once I solve the trouble at hand, I will take you to identify the murderer!" Wu Fan comforted.
"Thank you, Lord Yincha, but I am more worried about your safety than hatred!" Agui said seriously, "The village chief told me before he died that the murderer was very dangerous, and the aura on his body was worse than that of the three-faced beast emperor. Strong or weak!"
Regarding the three-faced beast king, Wu Fan naturally understood. After all, the condition of the three Jia brothers was caused by him.
"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements." Wu Fan comforted him.
"And..." Agui pointed at Mr. Hui, "It would be a waste of time for Master Yin Chai to go back the way he came. Mr. Hui said he wants to take you for a ride!"
Mr. Hui is very understanding of human nature and nodded repeatedly when he heard this.
Wu Fan looked at Mr. Hui. Although its body was much larger than ordinary raptors, it didn't have much room to carry an adult.
"Anzabu is willing to dedicate his house to the Holy Envoy!"
"Rooftop?"
Wu Fan was wondering what it was when he saw Anzabu lifting up the straw hat-like roof and gesticulating towards Wu Fan.
…
"Thank you for your hard work, old immortal." Seeing Anzabu fixing the straw hat on the spiritual stick, Wu Fan also smiled awkwardly.
"You can do whatever you want, it won't have any impact on the old immortal anyway." Being often used as a tool, the old immortal is used to it, and he doesn't even bother to complain.
After finishing preparations and saying goodbye to everyone, Wu Fan asked Mr. Hui to grab the Lingyin stick, and then followed the straw hat up to the sky!
Feeling the whistling in his ears, Wu Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and in a trance he returned to the time when he first left the Yuhu Sect.
At that time, Wu Fan was not worried that he would fall to the ground because he was protected by his master. But now, even though Wu Fan is crumbling in the straw hat, he is not at all panicked. Perhaps this is a kind of inadvertent growth.
…
"What a ghost! I clearly saw these guys entering the trial, why did they suddenly appear here again?"
"Mr. Mu, you've been mumbling non-stop since you came back. Are you annoyed?" Youya was really upset by the noise.
"Mr. Mu, are you annoyed?" A young voice said imitatingly.
"Hey, I'm telling you, you, little girl, can't learn from the good stuff, but you learn faster when you scold me!" Mu Fengchun blew his beard and glared in anger.
"Scold me! Scold me!" the voice yelled.
"Mo Mo, let's not learn from him! He has brought us Mo Mo down!" You Ya picked up the little man on the ground and said with disdain.
"Hey! You two are heartless! You really piss me off!" Mu Fengchun said angrily.
"Mu Lao'er, you have been hiding here and there with us these days, but what trouble have you encountered?"
"Hmph! Look at what you said, what kind of trouble can I get into? What can trouble me?" Mu Fengchun said disdainfully, but a flash of embarrassment flashed across his face.
"Speaking of trouble... These two guys are really irresponsible. They left the orphans and widows in the care of me, leaving me happy and unrestrained. When did this day end... Huh? What are you doing? What do I do?"
"Old Mu, please stop being that crow-mouthed person!" Youya frowned slightly and said displeasedly.
"Ahem...it was a slip of the tongue!" Mu Fengchun let it slip and hurriedly covered up his embarrassment, then said with a bad smile: "Miss Youya, you don't have to be too sad. I asked you before, that Iron Rooster said it was angry bottle But he’s safe and sound!”
"Really!" Youya looked happy, then turned red, "What does the angry bottle have to do with me?"
"Really?" The old immortal smiled teasingly.
"Mu Lao'er! It's time to rest at Momo, please get out!" You Ya gritted her teeth.
"But Momo isn't sleepy yet..."
"Girl, did you hear that? You are bullying me!"
"I said she was sleepy, but she was!" Youya's face darkened and she looked at the little man in her arms, "Are you sleepy?"
"Mo Mo... I'm sleepy..." the little man said without confidence.
"Yeah! I'm really scared of you!" Mu Fengchun looked helpless and sighed: "I'm so sorry for that little friend. Even if he survives, his life may not be easy... Ouch!"
Seeing the green snake standing on the staff standing aside, the eyes flickered. Before the old fairy finished speaking, he exclaimed and fled in a hurry.
…
At night, everything is peaceful.
From the moment the annual League of Legends trial begins, it also declares that the most important task of the year has been successfully concluded.
Although this was the case in every trial in the past, this time it happened that Lu Hanjiang felt uneasy.
The old injuries had healed over time, but at this moment, Lu Hanjiang always felt throbbing pains in his shoulders, making it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.
"Hiss..." He took a breath and finally sat up from the bed, thinking that maybe it would be better to move around.
After breaking an arm and getting "a sword", Lu Hanjiang's strength has far exceeded what he was back then. Sometimes he couldn't help but think that if his arms were intact, his strength would not stop at this level.
Standing sideways in front of a tall bronze mirror, using the reflection to fill in the imperfections on his body, a bitter smile appeared on Lu Hanjiang's face.
If he hadn't worried too much at the beginning, he wouldn't have been able to have sound limbs like Hua Zhi, even if he lived like a monster.
The more he thought about it, the hotter he felt in his heart. He hurriedly opened the door and came to the courtyard. He felt the cool breeze and almost melted into the night...
Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Lu Hanjiang's eyes, and he raised his two fingers and pointed at the opposite roof. Although there was no sword in his hand, a cold light rose into the sky and swept against the night wind.
There is no sword in my hand, but there is a sword in my heart. I am the sheath and I am the blade!
Then there was only a buzzing sound, and Lu Hanjiang's "sword" that was not a sword actually caused a subtle explosion.
"The vigilance is good." A figure appeared on the roof. He turned the sword energy into nothingness with a flick of his hand. "The strength is also good."
"Sir?" After seeing the figure in front of him clearly, Lu Hanjiang felt a little unbelievable.
"Why, you didn't expect me to be alive?" The visitor laughed.
"I don't dare, I just didn't expect that your Excellency would show up at this time." Lu Hanjiang put away his offensive, "I wonder what your orders are when you come here?"
"Can't I come to you without an order? After all, we have a close friendship, right?"
"This... what the Lord said is absolutely true..." Lu Hanjiang lowered his head, unable to see any change in his expression.
"Relax, why are you so nervous? Since I said I want you to secure your position in the League of Legends, I will never do anything to you." The visitor's tone was gentle, making people feel like spring breeze.
"Thank you, sir!" Lu Hanjiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, there are no outsiders here. If Elder Hanjiang continues to call him this...it's really a bit strange!" The visitor smiled.
"I understand...Elder Yunlang."
Before, an old acquaintance called out his name and was killed with one move, so Lu Hanjiang never dared to cross the line. At this moment, although Yun Lang asked him to change his title, Lu Hanjiang's voice still trembled.
"Hahahaha...Okay! We will use this title in private from now on!"
"Yes!" Although Lu Hanjiang's face was calm, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Now he couldn't see through the other party's true strength, nor did he know what kind of medicine was sold in Yunlang Gourd.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect or some other reason, but Lu Hanjiang only felt that there were countless ants crawling in his broken shoulder.
"How much attachment do you still have to this broken arm?" Yun Lang suddenly asked.
"I don't dare. I brought this upon myself, and Han Jiang has no complaints at all!" Lu Hanjiang knew that the relationship between Wu Fan and the man in front of him was very serious, and he hurriedly hid the hatred in his heart.
"Hahahaha... I'm asking you about the result, not the reason, so you don't need to bear the burden, but it doesn't matter." Yunlang smiled.
"This..." Lu Hanjiang hesitated for a moment and said, "Although it is regrettable to have his arm broken off, after so many years, Hanjiang has gotten used to it...there is nothing wrong with it."
"Really? Then if I say that I can restore your broken arm to its original state, would you be willing to give it a try?"
"..." Lu Hanjiang was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses: "Did Elder Yunlang mean..."
"Of course not!" A hint of disdain appeared on Yunlang's face, "The phantom limb technique is too low-level. Not only does the outcome be unpredictable, but even if it is cured, it will still cause pain..."
Lu Hanjiang was aware of Huazhi's situation, but his character was already surly and arrogant, so it was difficult to tell whether he was affected by the phantom limb.
"But I suddenly came to a realization recently. I feel that even if this method cannot cure you, it will not put your life in danger. Are you willing to give it a try?" Elder Yunlang asked again.
As the leader of the alliance, Lu Hanjiang knew how he got into this position, and he even knew how Yun Lang got him into this position.
Although the other party's repeated words seemed to be asking, Lu Hanjiang knew clearly that he had no choice at all.
"Hanjiang is so frightened that Elder Yunlang has troubled himself." Lu Hanjiang could only say respectfully.
"Hahahaha... Yunlang is really lucky to have the trust of Elder Hanjiang!"
As he said this, Yunlang flipped his palm, as if he was holding up a red cloud, and without any explanation, it was printed directly on the root of Lu Hanjiang's broken arm.
Before Lu Hanjiang could react, he felt a sharp pain that penetrated into his bones... The pain brought back memories, and he couldn't help but let out a low cry...
Hua Zhi's residence in the League of Heroes was not far from Lu Hanjiang. He had just opened the door after returning from drinking when he heard a strange scream, which also sent a chill down his back.
"I want to see what this guy is messing around with without sleeping in the middle of the night. It would scare me!"
Hua Zhi kicked off his feet and jumped directly to the wall. When he saw the scene in front of him, he took a breath of cold air and hurriedly held his breath and shrank under the wall. He was half awake from the wine.
"Did I drink fake wine..." Hua Zhi felt a chill all over his body. He just saw clearly that a small baby-like hand was born on Lu Hanjiang's broken arm!
In order to avoid being discovered, Hua Zhi hurriedly got up and groped on the wall. He still remembered that when he lost his temper a few days ago, he smashed a crack in this wall, which made Lu Hanjiang scold him...
"Yes!"
Following the gap, Hua Zhi looked to the opposite side and saw that his arms, which were just the size of a baby, had grown to normal length in a short period of time.
"What...what is going on?" Hua Zhi was a little stunned. He almost lost his life trying to give birth to a severed limb. Although everything seems to be normal now, he occasionally loses control.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a ray of light fell from the sky, directly blasting the place where Hua Zhi was to pieces.
"No one?" Looking at the mess in front of him, Yun Lang felt a little strange.
"Elder Yunlang, this Huazhi goes out drinking every day and won't come back until later." Startled by Yunlang's sudden reaction, Lu Hanjiang hurriedly explained.
"Really?" Yunlang nodded slightly.
"Elder Hanjiang, the recovery of your arm is your trump card. Don't let anyone know about it without my instructions. Do you remember?"
Lu Hanjiang was immersed in the joy of regaining his lost limb, and responded hurriedly: "As you command... Sir!"
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