When Li Huowang learned from Zuyi that the Jiantiansi had invited the Ao Nestorian to deal with him, Li Huowang realized that he might have found the wrong place to find the solution to him this time.

The Nestorian of Ao really needs to have a way to restrain the dice, and the dice will not free up their hands to threaten itself.

Li Huowang, who was sitting on the bench, sighed lightly and said to the foot in front of him: "Okay, you go. Our knot that night was over. From now on, you can leave yours and I will leave mine."

Hearing Li Huowang's words, he was stunned and said with a hint of nervousness: "Great Elder, what's the trick about climbing the stairs."

"There is no trick or no tricks!" Li Huowang seemed to remember something, and his emotions began to become a little irritable.

"Do you know how painful and desperate the ultimate physical and mental pain are!! For such things, you masochists actually want to go up and look for them! Get out! Get away!"

As Li Huowong scolded him, he slowly retreated to the yard. He looked at Li Huowong sitting on the bench in the room, and after thinking for a while, he slowly spoke: "Great Elder, are you in trouble today?"

"You are respected as the great elder of the Nestorian of the Aoi. If there are any disciples in the sect that can help, please give me the order."

Li Huowang shook his head and reached out and waved at him impatiently, "You can't help, if you really can, you will have helped."

Hearing this, Zu Yi said nothing, turned around and prepared to leave the yard.

But just as his hand was holding the wooden door bolt, the voice came from his wide cloak. "Elder, this is probably a bit presumptuous to the disciples, but all the troubles in the world are false in the face of the pain of reaching the stairs."

"As a disciple of Nestorian Zha, I will focus on the right path as soon as possible."

Li Huowang was too lazy to argue with these crazy words of self-abuse madmen, and turned his back and stopped looking at him.

"Great Elder."

"Are you finished?"

Li Huowang turned around suddenly and held the hilt of the sword with one hand, but unexpectedly saw that he bent down and picked up a beige envelope from the ground.

"Great Elder, this seems to have your letter."

"Letter?" Li Huowang, suspicious, walked over, reached out to take it, and looked at the letter.

"Since you have private affairs, the disciple will leave first. If there is anything important and important in the temple, I will find someone to report to you. After all, you are the great elder of the Nestorian of the Ao Nestorian."

However, Li Huowang did not listen to Zu Yi's words at this time, staring at the contents of the letter without turning his eyes.

"Bai Lingmiao? Bai Lingmiao, who was kidnapped by dice, wrote me a letter?"

Li Huowang's fingers were trembling with a hint of trembling, and he quickly tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper.

"Senior Brother Li, are you okay? I'm really sorry for you since I've contacted you for so long."

"I actually wanted to contact you for a long time, but they didn't let me. I can't write who they are. I'm afraid they will change it if they write it, but they are still very nice to me and did not treat me badly."

"After I leave, you will definitely look for me all over the world. Brother Li, don't worry, I will be able to go back soon. I won't take two years of what you said, and I will be able to go back in a while. By the way, the persimmon cakes here are very sweet. I'll send some to you, and my wife Bai Lingmiao will leave them."

"Two years? Two years? How did Bai Lingmiao know about two years!" Li Huowang, whose pupils shrank, was instantly pulled back to the past.

Through the barbed wire, she said to Yang Na, who was carried away by her father.

"Yang Na, you wait! Give me three years! No! Two years! Just give me two more years!!"

"That's right! It's not wrong! Bai Lingmiao left me at that time. At that time, Yang Na was actually the reflection of Bai Lingmiao in this world! She was resisted by someone at that time!"

Li Huowang held the letter in his hand and wandered around the house excitedly! This letter means great!

This means that perhaps the dice did not tie Bai Lingmiao away!! He lied to me from beginning to end!

This was an exciting guess, but just as Li Huowang was thinking more and more, a ragged little beggar poked out a head from the door with a look of apology.

"Boss of the Red Middle School! Oh, I'm really sorry. I just focused on delivering a letter and almost forgot the persimmon cake."

He walked in panting with a bamboo basket in his dirty hands.

As soon as the little beggar put down the basket, he walked towards Li Sui with great knowledge. "Oh, I'm lucky! You are the dog of the eldest son of the Chinese New Year? You have long been famous."

Li Huowang looked at the envelope in his hand and then at the little beggar who was talking to Li Sui. The excitement in his heart quickly cooled down.

"What does it mean? Dice thinks I've been doing too many small things recently, so I've knocked on me with a letter?"

"Or maybe the dice is cheating me! Bai Lingmiao is really not by his side!!"

"Peng!" Li Huowang reached out with one hand, pinched the little beggar's neck, and pressed directly against the wall.

Li Huowang did not ask about the man's name, but took out a dagger and opened his face.

After several human faces turned over, Li Huowang saw a 90,000-year-old look at him.

"What the hell are you going to do!!" Li Huowang asked gritted his teeth.

"Oh, what else can I do? Isn't this just a letter? I really didn't eat the persimmon cakes, I just sent them that little one."

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you don't tell the truth, I will let you tell the truth! Ao Jing and Shu Wang said, "You can choose it yourself!" Li Huowang said gritting his teeth, opening the torture bag at his hem.

Amid the sound of metal impact, Li Huowang suddenly realized that something was wrong with the sarcastic smile on the other party's face.

When he quickly let go of his hand that was holding the other person's throat, the 90,000 people collapsed softly on the ground and stopped moving, and he died.

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"Official, we are just a opera troupe, there is nothing to check. Look, they are all costumes. Hahahaha." Lu Zhuangyuan explained to the city guards who were inspecting with a flattering look on his face.

However, the city guards in Shangjing were too lazy to look at him. After searching the things in the carriage, they turned the road in their hands coldly and threw it towards Lu Zhuangyuan's face.

Lu Zhuangyuan quickly caught Lu Yin with both hands and held it carefully. This thing must be put away. It would be hard to move without this thing in Daliang.

More importantly, this thing was left by Master Xiaodao, but it will be gone.

After he carefully stuffed Lu Yin back into the pocket on the inner side of his underwear, Lu Zhuangyuan took the others through the thick urn.

When the urn city passed, the scene in front of everyone was dazzled. This is the largest city in Shangjing, the world.
Chapter completed!