Li Mo Lian coughed up a mouthful of blood. He had already suffered serious internal injuries in the battle just now, and his internal organs were also seriously damaged. Shura Kung Fu uses evil energy as a guide, and it is inherently more harmful to people's meridians. Big, unless he can practice the evil energy every day like Wang Chen's friend, the man in the suit, otherwise the ordinary meridians of the human body will simply not be able to withstand it. In addition, he suffered a series of setbacks in the battle with the madman just now, so until now Shura The gong disappeared, and his body suddenly couldn't bear it anymore.
It is pure luck that Li Morian can still stand up now. If his internal injuries are not treated in time, it may affect his future cultivation.
"Haha, madman, I am still not as good as you." Li Mo Lian shook his head and smiled bitterly, then raised his head lonely, with only death-like ashes left in his eyes.
There is no greater sorrow than heartbreak. When you feel that you have given everything and even risked your life, but you still fall short of the goal, this kind of sadness is not something ordinary people can experience and understand. Li Morian only felt that this battle not only destroyed He lost all his self-confidence and exhausted all his energy.
Li Morian is worthy of the four characters "Proud of Heaven", but it's a pity that four characters are added to the back of it, so he was born at the wrong time.
In the arena, Li Morian is definitely a super tragic figure. He can only be ranked second in the Li family. In the arena, he is no match for the lunatic who is famous for his madness. At this moment, Li Morian I thought a little sadly, was I born to set off the existence of others?
"Haha, the cold wind fell all night and the white morning cleared, and the bloodstains of thousands of miles were cleared instantly. The long sword was lonely and futile, and the head was raised withered in the garden. I rode a crane to the east to fight the Buddha, and traveled to Yunnan to overthrow the gods. The crazy half of Journey to the West was born. Why did Wukong give birth to me? Haha, if you gave birth to Wukong, why do you have to give birth to me? Since you have given birth to madman, why do you need to have me, madman Li?" Li Molian laughed wildly, spurted out a mouthful of blood again, followed by a kick from his leg So soft, he fell towards the ground.
When he was about to fall to the ground, a pair of generous hands suddenly supported him, and a warm breath spread along those hands towards his internal organs. The damaged internal organs were warmed by this internal force. After replenishing it, he regained his vitality again. Of course, it would be difficult to recover from the damage to his internal organs in a short time, but at least he could recover his physical strength.
Li Mo lowered his head and asked without looking back: "Are you here?"
"Sorry, I'm late." A deep voice sounded.
Li Moran shook his head and said with a self-deprecating smile: "It's not too late, just in time to see me embarrassed, isn't it?"
The voice sounded again: "You know I'm not here to see this."
Li Morian chuckled twice and said, "But you saw it, didn't you?"
Li Morian's body shook slightly to block his internal energy input, and then he laughed wildly twice, and the evil spirit on his body came out again. This time his evil spirit was more intense than before. Li Morian slapped his chest twice. Next, a mouthful of ink-colored blood spurted out from his mouth, and the blood fell to the ground, making a corrosive sound of "Zizzi".
"Haha, since the gods are watching my Li Mo Lian's jokes from high above, then I, Li Mo Lian, will become a demon! One day, I, Li Mo Lian, will come back. You, the proud sons of heaven, will one day be defeated by me. Trample them hard under your feet! I, Li Morian, will never lose to others. You can't do it, and neither can you, madman. Let's continue the battle today."
boom!
Li Mo Lian's body moved slightly. Wang Chen and the others did not see clearly how he left, and his shadow disappeared from the scene. Everyone present did not expect that Li Mo Lian actually gave up his current martial arts and specialized in Shura Gong. The so-called
In fact, the devil is not the devil in those mythical novels, but at the expense of internal strength, using evil spirit as internal force to temper the body.
Demonic cultivators were once popular in history. For example, among the people of the Three Kingdoms period, Lu Bu was a demonic cultivator, and Li Yuanba during the Sui and Tang Dynasties was also a demonic cultivator. These are all famous demons in history. However, no demonic cultivator has lived beyond four years.
He was ten years old, so he was gradually eliminated by history. Li Morian lived up to his reputation as a madman and actually turned into a demon. This made Wang Chen have to admit, at least Wang Chen himself did not have the courage to cultivate into a demon.
The voice sighed slightly, and it was impossible to tell from his tone whether he approved or disagreed, only a kind of sadness similar to a pain in the balls.
"Xiu Mo, since you have made a choice, you must bear the price of this choice."
…
The madman sighed softly and said: "Maybe the devil is really suitable for him."
Yaoxie nodded and said, "But the pressure on you, madman, has increased. Legend has it that demon cultivators make rapid progress."
The madman said: "Even if he finds his own suitable path, he is still no match for me, because the difference between us is not in kung fu. If he does not understand what 'martial arts' is, then he will never defeat me, even if he becomes a demon."
No, it doesn’t work either!”
"Why is he here?"
Wang Chen's body trembled slightly and he stared at the person in the field in disbelief.
There are some names that make you burst into tears just thinking about them; there are some people that you can't help but burst into rage just by looking at them.
Wang Chen is usually a very easy-going person. He usually doesn't hate anyone, but the man in front of him is an exception. If there is anyone in this world, Wang Chen is the one he doesn't want to see the most, but he desperately wants to see him.
If so, then I'm afraid the only one left is the man in front of me.
If you look at this man based on his appearance, it is easy to overlook him. He is dressed in a simple Chinese tunic suit and has a face that is neither beautiful nor ugly. It would be difficult for a man like this to attract the attention of others even if he is left on the street.
.However, this man is hailed as one of the top ten rising stars in the world. This man is the real number one in the Li family. Of course, these are not important to Wang Chen. What is important is that this man is Qian.
Weihong's current boyfriend is named Li Zhenglong.
"Wang Chen, long time no see." Li Xiaobo greeted Wang Chen with a smile.
Wang Chen also smiled slightly and said, "Yes, long time no see."
Li Xiaobo said: "Haha, I apologize to you on behalf of my brother for what happened just now. I won't disturb you anymore. By the way, I hope you can come over to Weihong and I's wedding in a few days. Let's have another drink then."
Li Xiaobo had just taken two steps. When he was less than two meters away from the gate, Wang Chen couldn't bear it anymore. He chuckled twice and said: "Now that you are here, don't leave in such a hurry. We have been waiting for a long time."
I haven’t played it before, why don’t we play together?”
"Haha, there will be a chance."
Li Xiaobo stared at Wang Chen inscrutably, then pushed the door open and left, leaving Wang Chen's brows tightly knitted together. There will be a chance, what does the other party mean by this sentence?dd