"I didn't expect this bamboo forest in Dongcheng to be so lively today." This was the first thing the visitor said.
It's insignificant and extremely common.
Because anyone who comes here will say something like this, because there are indeed many people coming to the bamboo forest today.
Even if there are only three people.
But He Yidao knew that there were definitely more than three people in this bamboo forest.
He Yidao looked familiar, but he knew that he had never seen this person before.
"Who are you?" He Yidao asked.
"My name is Liu Li." The visitor said with a smile, as if he was meeting a friend of his.
"My little friend, are you from the Central Plains?" Liu Li asked.
He Yidao frowned, thinking that they were all here to find him. Otherwise, how could he be recognized even if he was wearing a curtain hat? If he hadn't come to find him, who would have known that he was still a child?
Thinking of this, He Yidao decided to take off the curtain hat, because the black gauze on the curtain hat would interfere with his sight to a certain extent.
Facing the current situation, with a mysterious man in white and a master who found him for some reason, he must maintain his best condition.
Liu Li is a master, at least equivalent to the top master in his previous life. He did not expect to meet such a master here, and it seems that this master is here for himself.
Therefore, he cannot be disturbed at all.
"Are you here to find me?" He Yidao threw his curtain hat on the small bamboo branch next to him.
"That's right."
"In this case, you two will resolve the matter between you, and I won't interfere too much." Liu Yinan handed over to the two of them.
Liu Li returned the favor and smiled at Liu Yinan. Naturally, he could tell that the man in white in front of him was not simple. He could tell just from the fan in his hand, because this was not a fan that ordinary people could own.
That fan is very delicate, but it is not the kind of noble refinement like those in the palace, but a kind of natural refinement.
He Yidao remained unmoved and just stood there, not caring whether Liu Yinan would leave or not.
Because he has already felt a hostility, and that hostility does not come from Liu Yinan, but from the person he is staring at now, Liu Li.
"I don't know you." He Yidao said.
"But I know you." Liu Li said.
He Yidao: "Do you know what my name is?"
Liu Li: "I don't know."
He Yidao: "Then you still say you know me."
Liu Li smiled and said, "I don't have to know your name to know you."
He Yidao nodded, "What you said makes sense."
The two of them stood like this. A gust of wind blew the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest, rustling, and a few bamboo leaves fluttered down. The curtain hat hanging on the bamboo branches swayed and almost fell to the ground.
Liu Yinan walked to a position farther away from the two of them and looked at them as if waiting for something.
What he waited for was He Yidao turning his head, "Aren't you leaving?"
Liu Yinan gently patted the palm of his left hand with the fan in his right hand, "I said I wouldn't interfere with your affairs, but I didn't say I was leaving either."
"Does this young master want to wait for the fishermen to profit?" Liu Li squinted his eyes and turned to look at Liu Yinan, with an unchanging smile on his lips.
"No, no, no, I just want to see who of you two will win." Liu Yinan waved his hand.
"Do you think this boy has more suspense than me?" Liu Li asked.
Liu Yinan shook his head, "I don't know, you are at the state of acquired perfection, only half a step away from the innate state, and your strength is definitely one of the best in this small town."
"Then you still think this boy can rival me?"
"I can't see through this boy." Liu Yinan said this, which means that he can see through you but not him.
Liu Li's pupils shrank. He didn't think the man in front of him was telling lies, and of course he hoped he was telling lies.
"So, you think I can't beat him?" Liu Li asked.
"I don't know." Liu Yinan said.
Seeing that Liu Yinan's answer did not confirm or deny, Liu Li became more cautious about the young man in front of him.
"I don't understand." He Yidao said, "With your martial arts skills, why do you want to stay in such a small town and you are not so famous."
"People who do great things must be patient and cautious," Liu Li said to He Yidao.
"What's the big deal?"
"Do you know that there is another organization called Bloodline in recent years?" Liu Li asked.
He Yidao had never heard of it, and this was the first time he heard it. He shook his head.
Instead, Liu Yinan, who was standing far away, suddenly opened the fan he had been holding in his hand and shook it gently. The fan was relatively simple, with only a sword painted on it.
"The Bloodline organization has only emerged in recent years. I heard that the founder behind it is extremely ruthless and often uses human blood to practice a kind of magic skill. The Bloodline is buying and robbing children in the Central Plains. I heard that they are all used by the founder to practice magic skills." Liu Yinan
Said slowly.
"That's right." Liu Li nodded and glanced at Liu Yinan with some surprise, "If I were in the Central Plains, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do so many things so easily."
"So, you are the founder of this organization?" He Yidao asked.
Liu Li did not answer him directly, but said, "I like the blood of children, especially children like you."
"Are you a demon?"
Liu Li smiled, still smiling vigorously.
"You didn't come to me because you wanted my blood."
"You are very smart." Liu Li nodded.
He Yidao: "Why?"
Liu Li: "You touched my brother. His name is Liu Ming."
He Yidao finally understood why this person looked familiar: "That lame young man?"
Liu Li: "Yes."
He Yidao: "You want to kill me?"
Liu Li: "That's right."
He Yidao thought about it and felt that Liu Li was unreasonable. He just touched his brother and he wanted to kill him. According to this, his brother should have died long ago. Because he told He Yidao's parents.
He Yidao did not say that he was unreasonable, but said seriously, "You can't kill me."
Liu Li: "But you will die today."
He Yidao: "But you can't kill me."
Liu Li: "Do you have family to protect you?"
He Yidao shook his head, "No."
Liu Li: "Since there is no such thing, even if you started practicing martial arts from your mother's womb, you still wouldn't be able to reach my level. Then why can't I kill you?"
"Besides, here, I am a powerful dragon. Even if someone in your family comes to avenge you, they have to stay here."
"I think you misunderstood what I meant." He Yidao said calmly.
"I don't want to die." He Yidao decided to explain to Liu Li in another way.
"Are you begging for mercy?" The smile at the corner of Liu Li's mouth finally changed. It was a kind of complacency and ridicule.
He Yidao decided to give up the explanation. He felt that he was too tired and maybe there was no need to explain at all. Liu Li in front of him had already taken action.
Liu Li's robes were flying, and his internal energy filled his whole body. Gradually, a blood-red blush appeared around him. That was the color of his internal energy.
Very evil, very bloody, and very powerful. This was He Yidao's first impression of him.
Liu Li did not underestimate He Yidao. He used all his strength as soon as he came up. He also used all his strength when fighting a lion against a rabbit. He was always cautious and did not want or see any changes.
The internal energy around him was surrounding him, but it never returned to his Dantian. This was a sign that Qi had not yet turned against the innate energy. But he had this feeling vaguely, so Liu Yinan was not wrong in saying that he was half-innate.
Liu Yinan was naturally waving the fan in his hand beside him, squinting his eyes as if watching a good show.
Liu Li moved and turned into a blood shadow, so fast that he couldn't see the movement clearly. As long as his hands came into contact with He Yidao, he would definitely turn into a mummy.
However, Liu Li suddenly stopped when he was about to make contact.
Liu Li opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.
There was a throwing knife stuck in his throat, a black throwing knife.