Seeing Lian Zhibei's injuries, Li Huowang said: "I'm sorry, something went wrong. It's my fault. Don't move. I'll heal your injuries, and then I'll compensate you with some more Yangshou Pills."
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As he spoke, Li Huowang helped Lian Zhibei, sat on the Zen chair, turned around and prepared to get the "Fire Jacket Sutra".
"Don't, don't, don't, I can't bear it." Lian Zhibei held a talisman and put it on the hilt of Li Huowang's sword, and slowly pulled out the long sword.
"We agreed before. Since the fault is yours, you should give me the jade token as soon as possible so that we can settle the matter." Regarding the injuries on her body, Lian Zhibei grimaced in pain, but she still cared more about Yang Shou.
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When Li Huowang handed her the jade token that could be redeemed for Wu Guoyang Longevity, Lian Zhibei suddenly smiled brightly even though his body still hurt.
She didn't care about anything else. After glancing at Bai Lingmiao, she staggered out while covering her wound.
Li Huowang looked up and saw a person standing in front of him. It was Bai Lingmiao. She looked at him with a sad expression.
Then, she silently walked to his side, opened her hands and hugged him gently.
Li Huowang raised his head and looked at the ground tremblingly, only to find that there was only a pair of blood-red embroidered shoes and the red hijab stained red with blood.
"Senior Brother Li, the Immortal Family who clings to me is also gone... The two gods are gone... I still say it's too late..." Bai Lingmiao, hugging Li Huowang, said silently with tears.
Late at night, Li Huowang was lying on the bed, staring at the beams above his head with wide eyes.
My goal was achieved, and those immortals could no longer control Bai Lingmiao. This hidden danger disappeared, but this was obviously a good thing, but I felt inexplicably blocked in my heart.
"Senior Brother Li, are you asleep?" Bai Lingmiao's voice sounded faintly.
Li Huowang took a deep breath and sighed slowly.
"Senior Brother Li, I miss Er Shen a little... No matter what painful things happened in the past, she could always share a part of it for me..." She is just like my sister...
"Did I do something wrong? But if the Xian family is not solved, what should Bai Lingmiao do?"
Li Huowang kept thinking about what he would have done if he had known in advance that getting rid of the Xian family would cause the two gods to disappear.
But when it was almost early in the morning, Li Huowang suddenly realized that there was right and wrong in other major matters of right and wrong.
For example, it was wrong for Zuowangdao to snatch the Eye of the Ghost on the Holy Mountain, which caused natural disasters and devastated all living beings. However, for the sake of the common people in the world, it was right for the Supervisor to send people to get rid of Zuowangdao.
But when it comes to emotions, it's actually not the same thing. There are only suitable choices here, not so many right and wrong.
"Oh~oh~~" The rooster outside the window crows. Li Huowang didn't sleep all night, and the same goes for Bai Lingmiao beside him
He sat up from the bed, put on his Taoist robe and walked towards the lobby. As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw Li Sui squatting in the middle of the lobby, staring at the drizzling courtyard outside.
"Dad."
Li Huowang walked up to it, sat down in a cross-legged position, looked at the bloody wild dog in front of him, and asked softly: "What are you doing here?"
"Wait for Er Niang, I caught this thing last night. I've already eaten half of it, and I'm leaving the other half for Er Niang."
Li Sui's words made Li Huowang feel heart-wrenching pain. He reached out and patted the other person. "Don't wait, she's gone."
"I know. Mom also said that Er Niang left, so I waited for her to come back. Er Niang likes to eat this the most." Li Sui rubbed his nose against the bloody wild dog.
Li Huowang's lips trembled slightly and he spoke again: "Didn't you see her disappear? She...gone!"
"I saw it, but Erniang used to disappear and reappear. Dad, don't worry, she will appear after a while."
Li Huowang didn't say anything else. He opened his hands and hugged Li Sui hard, stood up again, and walked towards the house.
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Gao Zhijian, with steam rising all over his body, was shirtless, flying up and down and waving the giant halberd in his hand.
The tendons on his body are like iron, red and full of strength.
As the huge halberd in his hand swept through thousands of troops, the row of rural soldiers in front of him holding wooden halberds were suddenly blown by the strong wind. They squinted their eyes and raised their heads backwards, almost losing their balance.
When the heavy halberd hit the ground hard, Gao Zhijian calmed down for a while and said to them: "Practice!"
The dozen or so people immediately looked at me and I looked at you. One of them, a short man, asked in a low voice to the people around him: "How do you practice this? Is this practiced by humans?"
"Practice. Practice. This guy is willing to accept death. Just think of it as a meal for lunch."
In twos and threes, they began to wave the heavy wooden halberds in their hands. These wooden halberds had just been chopped down, and the moisture was still inside, making them very heavy.
After practicing for a while, I couldn't lift the giant halberd in my hand, but Gao Zhijian ignored this. Who dares to be lazy, those big calloused hands are not for nothing.
During the time that these rural soldiers lived like years, it was finally noon, and the sound of Yang child eating was like the sound of nature in their ears.
When they arrived at the kitchen, they took the coveted white-flour steamed buns and stuffed them into their mouths.
Although they couldn't even hold the bowls firmly, they started eating without any delay. They were just like domestic pigs fighting for food, and they kept chattering.
At this time, other brothers and sisters in the Bai family compound were also considering this issue.
"Brother Zhao Wu, it's time to buy food. Senior brother Gao Zhijian said that the rural soldiers need at least a hundred people. If they all eat like this, no matter how much old food they have, they won't be able to withstand it."
"I know, but now is not the time to buy grain. Now that the natural disasters are overtaking grain prices are high. Wait until the autumn harvest to harvest grain. It will be cheaper then."
Child Yang murmured in a low voice, "Then we have to prop up the ground until the autumn harvest."
"How about... there are fewer people? There are so many of us who have magical powers, who dares to mess with us?" said the dog boy holding the bowl.
"No!" Gao Zhijian shook his head vigorously, "Li...Li...Senior Brother Li...said...said...said, I want...I want..."
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"Okay, okay, I've convinced you. Don't say anything. I'll have dinner by the time you finish speaking."
Gao Zhijian frowned and glared at Gouwa who said this, then buried his head in eating the food in the basin in front of him.
"Everyone, stop arguing. Let's do this for now. Senior Brother Li still has some gold left. I'll pawn some of the gold into silver first."
After hearing what Chun Xiaoman said, everyone continued to eat, and the matter passed like this.
However, one person noticed the trouble on Chun Xiaoman's face. After eating, when Chun Xiaoman was about to go to the Bai family ancestral hall, Gao Zhijian stopped her. "I...I...I
If you have money...if you will...will...will...come to the village...the village...the village is short of money...find it
...Find...Find me!"
"Are you rich? Where did you get the money?" Chun Xiaoman looked surprised.
"I...I...I...past!"
"Were you a rich man in the past?"\t
Gao Zhijian's face turned red from suppressing it. He didn't know how to explain it, so he simply squatted on the ground and started drawing on the ground with his fingers.
This chapter has been completed!