"Where's the Fire King? Why did its aura disappear?" Uncle Bing didn't have the time to chat about family matters and rushed over with an eager look on his face: "You've done this to the Fire King. I'm warning you, if there's anything wrong with the Fire King,
My Qiankun Dao..."
"Okay, there's no need to scare people with the Qiankun Dao. I've even killed the Sand Clan. Do you really think I care about the Qiankun Dao?"
Li Wenhao looked disdainful. Before Uncle Bing could finish what he said, he waved his hand and interrupted rudely: "You can still stand here and talk now, just for Aunt Xue's sake. Don't be shameless!"
"How dare you?" Uncle Bing stared at Li Wenhao with a look of disbelief on his face.
He, Uncle Bing, was well-known in the cultivation world. Even Emperor Youwu treated him as an honored guest when he met him, but he never dreamed that a junior would dare to talk to him like this.
No, this is not talking, it is simply scolding or even scolding!
"I am your senior uncle, your mother's senior brother!" Uncle Bing was shaking with anger and wanted to rush forward, but he held back in the end.
Who let the other party have an aura no less than his own, as well as the mysterious snake staring covetously not far away, the sixth-level marksman hiding in the dark, and two strange flame giants.
All this is a strong warning to him not to act rashly, otherwise he will really die!
Just like the newly deceased Qiankunzi, it disappeared into ashes without leaving any trace.
The boy in front of him was ruthless and ruthless. He must retaliate. He had no similarities with the junior sister in his memory except his appearance.
"Okay, you kid, your strength has increased and your temper has gotten louder!" Aunt Xue was unhappy at the side. She pulled her man behind her and took a step forward: "He is your uncle after all.
Can't you be more polite?"
"Aunt Xue? He is your man, but not my uncle? Qiankun Dao, I only recognize you!" Li Wenhao's expression softened when he saw Aunt Xue coming forward.
Were you an orphan in your last life? You grew up in the Middle East with swords and guns? You suffered a lot? What you envy the most is that others have families.
So in this world? He is very tolerant to everyone around him.
As long as it's not a matter of betrayal, he's willing not to care about it? This includes Ma Linglong? Xuan Ziyi? Also includes Aunt Xue.
After all, he felt that Aunt Xue was really good to him? There was no interest factor.
"Huh!" Li Wenhao's expression was sincere, and the little dissatisfaction in Aunt Xue's heart disappeared. She snorted softly: "Where is the Fire King, is he really dead?"
"Dead!" Li Wenhao nodded with a calm expression: "And the body and the seizures will not be handed over to you. Since you are attacking me, you must be prepared to pay the price."
"You dare, the death of Fire King and Qiankunzi can not be held accountable, but the body of Fire King and the sixth-level Xuanbing Poison Jiao must be handed over. This is the property of my Qiankun Dao and does not belong to an individual!"
Uncle Bing stood behind his wife, and seemed to feel that his waist was getting stiffer. He pointed at Li Wenhao and yelled.
"If you point at me again, do you believe I will chop off your arm and feed it to the dogs?" Li Wenhao's eyes turned cold and he glared hard. He didn't have a good impression of this Uncle Bing.
He is obviously an idiot, but he is still so self-righteous. I really don’t know how he grew so big. Could it be that Aunt Xue raised him well?
"Shut up!"
Aunt Xue turned her head and glared at her man fiercely, feeling furious.
In this situation, all we can do is give good advice, and maybe there will be a turn for the better.
This idiot blocked the whole road with just one mouth.
She took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Hao'er, Qiankun Dao, as the leader of the eight sects, is far more powerful than you think.
You have already offended the Sand Clan, why do you want to make another powerful enemy?
Let's do this. I make the decision. You can keep the sixth-level Mysterious Weapon Poison Jiao as compensation for you this time. How about giving the Fire King's body and core back to me?
I promise that Qiankun Dao will never trouble you again from now on, and may even help you secretly."
"Aunt Xue, I appreciate your kindness!" Li Wenhao smiled, shook his head slowly, and said in a serious tone: "However, I cannot agree, for two reasons.
First, I, Li Wenhao, never compromise, nor am I afraid of threats.
Second, as you just said, Qiankun Dao is the leader of the eight sects and has profound strength.
You have suffered such a big loss this time and your reputation has been tarnished. How could you just give up?
If Aunt Xue is a seventh-level Heaven-Shaking Realm expert, I believe it!
It's a pity that you are not the master of the universe, so you can't do it."
After Li Wenhao finished speaking, he cupped his hands and said, "I still have things to do here, so I'll see you off not far away. Have a good trip!"
"You kid, you think thoroughly!" Aunt Xue looked at Li Wenhao with a look of helplessness and admiration in her eyes.
After all, he shook his head, turned his thousand words into a sigh of helplessness, and turned around to leave.
Li Wenhao was right, she couldn't make the decision, and before, she was just trying to mediate the situation.
It's ridiculous to think about it now. The leader was killed, and the sixth-level divine beast protecting the teachings was killed. Can this kind of hatred be reconciled?
Unless she is in the seventh-level Heaven-shaking realm, Li Wenhao's words are absolutely correct!
"Sister Xue, are we going back like this?" Uncle Bing followed closely behind his wife, looking unwilling to be far away from the river.
"Shut up, if you don't go back like this, do you have to go back with your arms and legs broken?"
Aunt Xue turned around and glared with an ugly face: "Remember, from now on, you are not allowed to participate in anything related to Langya, and don't even ask a question."
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"That's not the case. It's just a sixth-level black snake, and two or three sixth-level snakes. If Qiankunzi hadn't fallen into a trap, who would have lost in today's battle? Uncle Bing's expression was stern, and he murmured in a very unhappy voice.
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"Shut up!" Aunt Xue stopped suddenly, her whole face turned dark: "I'm warning you for the last time, if Li Wenhao wants to kill you, I will not avenge you!"
"You!" Uncle Bing was first surprised, then ashamed and angry. He never expected that Aunt Xue would say such heartless words.
At this moment, he not only hated Li Wenhao for being humiliated, he even felt a hint of jealousy towards Aunt Xue.
"I hope you can take care of yourself and not be taken advantage of by others!" Aunt Xue said the last thing before turning and leaving.
In the night wind, two crystal tears fell down my face and disappeared without a trace.
There was a moment of jealousy in Uncle Bing's eyes. How could she not realize that when she married Uncle Bing, she felt that although he was averagely talented, he was honest and loyal.
In order to improve Bingbo's level, she traveled through the mountains and swamps in search of treasures, even delaying her own practice, but she didn't expect that this would be what she got in exchange.
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"Get organized and return to Shacheng at dawn!"
On the bank of the river, Li Wenhao gave orders to Wolf Seventeen and others who were coming over. He picked up the little girl who was dozing off and kissed her face gently: "Are you scared tonight?"
"Don't be afraid, I want to eat firebird wings!" The little girl hugged Li Wenhao's neck, her eyes were too sleepy to open, and she didn't forget the delicious food.