Li Heng put his arms around his chest and stood aside watching the show.
Looking at his appearance, Murong Li couldn't bear it and said: "You may contain a trace of human shame. This challenge is my Shenji Valley challenge you to the Luxia Holy Land. How can you let others fight for you?"
"Who told you that he was someone else?" Li Heng asked rhetorically.
He pointed to the guide Lingzi and said: "This is my little brother. He will play on my behalf. If I defeat you, it should be a matter of course. If you can't beat you, my elder brother will come forward."
Murong Li sneered and said, "Luoxia Holy Land is practicing a bragging fairy technique? What qualifications do you have to let the closed disciple of the Eastern Palace be your little brother?"
"Oh, this is a long story," Nan Lingzi took over and said, "The disciples of the Eastern Palace are not restricted by the sect except for a few major rules. I voluntarily become the younger brother of fellow Taoists. If you have the qualifications to challenge, you can take action."
Murong Li gritted his posterior teeth and stared at Nan Lingzi and Li Heng for a long time, but in the end he didn't make a move.
"Congratulations to fellow Daoists, congratulations to fellow Daoists," Nan Lingzi was flattered, "Luoxia Holy Land won the first place in this Continent Competition. Daoists are soaring to the sky, and they deserve their name."
"You still have some conscience." Li Heng glanced at him and said.
The Dazhou Competition ended, and Li Heng was finally relieved that he could go back and explain to the Holy Lord.
The little saint hopped to Li Heng's side and asked happily: "If we win, can we go home?"
"Yes, you can go home." Lin Mengyao replied for Li Heng.
Nan Lingzi stood aside, his face was moved, and there were tears in his eyes. Li Heng accidentally saw his expression, his mouth twitched and it was difficult to look directly at him.
"Where is Junior Sister Bai? Since the first place in the Continent Competition is out, why not strike the iron while it is hot and hold the celebration banquet directly?" Nan Lingzi looked around and asked loudly.
Li Heng picked up the little saint, and while greeting Nan Lingzi, he strode towards the gate of the palace, "Come and come, don't worry about this, let's do business first."
He was looking forward to refining the good seedling of Nan Lingzi, but he didn't expect to meet Bai Ruobing coming in from outside the hall.
Bai Ruobing looked a little hurried, as if he hadn't seen Li Heng, and slammed straight towards him.
Li Heng subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, and as soon as he approached, he smelled the heavy smell of blood on Bai Ruobing's body.
"What's the matter with you?" Li Heng helped Bai Ruobing sit aside, his fingers swept through her veins intentionally or unintentionally.
Bai Ruobing looked at Li Heng with blurred eyes. It seemed that after confirming his identity for a long time, the focus finally fell on Li Heng's face, and tears also fell, "Brother, the slave family finally saw you."
"What's the matter?" Nan Lingzi checked Bai Ruobing's injuries, and gave Li Heng an insignificant look.
"The slave family originally went to the back mountain to ask Master for instructions," Bai Ruobing said weakly. Seniors, brothers can be generous to help each other, Yin and Yang are grateful.
The elders of the various sects exchanged their eyes and said in doubt: "So, the thief who stole the magic weapon has not left the Yin and Yang gate, so why hasn't a clue been found for so many days?"
Bai Ruobing slowly shook his head and said, "The Slave family has no knowledge. The thief has a domineering technique, and the shot is extremely fast. The Slave family was careless for a while, and he almost abolished his cultivation base."
Suddenly there were a few soft voices in the crowd. Someone said something in a low voice. The voice was too small for everyone to hear clearly.
One sect elder stood up suddenly and said in the direction of the voice: "If you have something to say aloud, don't hide it."
"... I, I, I don't know, but I think the thief's technique is somewhat similar to the technique of the Saint Child of Luoxia Holy Land." The voice hesitated for a moment, and said intermittently.
Li Heng felt inexplicable for a while, "Are you blind or deaf? I have been here just now and haven't left. What does this have to do with me?"