"Ning Zhongliu! The one you met must be Ning Zhongliu..."
In the black lacquered copper urn, came Li Moyin's gloomy humming sound.
This is an abandoned earth temple. The original residents of Wolong Island often come back to worship.
Since the martial arts conference was held on the entire Wolong Island, the residents on the island have also sold their real estate to live in the surrounding big cities, and the small temples here are naturally abandoned.
Li Muru, who landed on Wolong Island, buried cinnabar in the urn to limit Li Moyin's ability, and buried him, together with the newly forged copper urn, under the statue of the Lord of the Earth.
This burial lasted for more than a month, until recently, when Li Muru encountered strange people and strange things at night, he couldn't understand it after thinking about it, and he reunited with Li Moyin under the suspicion in his heart.
After hearing Li Moyin's explanation, Li Muru couldn't calm down even more.
Why did Ning Zhongliu come to him
Did you discover something, or did you prove something
Why didn't he speak, move, or open the door to explain why he came
He even has to hide his identity...
What is the meaning in his heart
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At this time, Li Muru's heart was in a mess.
Seeing that his goal is on the right track, it will be the time for him to gradually realize his ambition in the future, but at this time, Ning Zhongliu has his eyes on him...
"Hey hey... I look at the heroes of the world, no one can be as forbearing as Ning Zhongliu. The depth of the city is so deep that no one in the world can compare with him. It is definitely not a good thing for Ning Zhongliu to find you..."
Li Muru snorted coldly, and said lightly: "There's no need to talk nonsense. Why do you think Ning Zhongliu appeared?"
"have no idea."
"Then what do you think..." Li Muru became even more upset.
"I don't think anything is important." Li Mo Yinyin said with a smile: "The important thing is you, what preparations do you have to make..."
"Ready?" Li Muru fell into deep thought.
Jie Jie Jie, hum hum...
Amidst a burst of sinister laughter, Li Moyin's festering and ferocious head slowly crawled out of the copper urn. The cinnabar in the copper urn made it impossible for him to recover from the injuries on his face. The flesh and blood on his nose, cheeks, and the eyelid of his left eye were all damaged. It has completely rotted, making him terrifying like a corpse that has been rotting for many years.
But even so, Li Moyin still couldn't die, the blood sect's skills allowed him to survive tenaciously like a ghost.
"Brother Li, Brother Li. No matter you and I try our best to raise your skill to the state of half-step apotheosis, and with the help of the blood infant sword, your strength has greatly increased, but seeing you today, this half-step apotheosis... I'm afraid Still can't make people feel at ease!"
"What can you do?" Li Muru narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Moyin with a sneer.
Li Moyin slowly climbed out of the copper urn like a ball of slime, put an arm on Li Muru's shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and said in a sinister voice, "Kill a dragon...drink his blood!"
"Are you crazy!?" Li Muru's eyelids twitched, and he said angrily in a low voice: "I just aroused Jiang Duanxian's interest, how can I take risks? Besides, the lowest level in Kowloon is also half-step apotheosis. It would be too risky to do it." !"
"I can help you..."
A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Li Muru's mouth, and he said coldly, "Li Moyin, I'm afraid your idea is for yourself, right?"
"Why not?" Li Mo showed a creepy smile, through his rotten cheeks, the red and swollen tongue could be seen, "I don't want to die...but I'm no more useful to you...if not To help you realize your ambition, what if you kill me?"
"You are very smart..." Li Muru moved closer to Li Moyin's terrifying head, and said in a deep voice, "But I advise you not to be smart!"
"Don't dare, dare not." Li Moyin bowed her head obediently. "I'm also thinking about you. Brother Li, although Jiang Duanxian promised to give you the position of deputy leader, but you also know that Jiang Duanxian is just using your reputation among the people. What Jiang Duanxian really relies on, the real The core of the world is Jiulong. If you want to realize your ambition, you must become Jiang Duanxian's confidant, and to become his confidant, you must become one of Jiulong. Killing a dragon will not only strengthen your strength, but more importantly, it will Make room for you."
Li Muru's eyes lit up, he laughed loudly, and said, "Brother Li said something to wake up the dreamer. Indeed, if you want to succeed, you must become one of the nine dragons. But... not only is it difficult to slay a dragon, it is useless to do it now. Jiang Duanxian is not a fool, he won't praise me who doesn't know my background just because there is a lack of a position... The ancestor of Xianlong spent a lot of money to become Nine Dragons."
"Then you mean..."
With a slight shock of Li Muru's qi, Li Moyin was shaken away, he stood up, and said slowly: "I, let's do something to make Jiang Duanxian happy...Brother Li, do you think Jiang Duanxian is the most happy now?" What do you want?"
"..." Li Moyin looked gloomy, "The position of the leader of the martial arts alliance!?"
"That's right!" Li Muru had a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"You can make him fulfill his wish?" Li Moyin's expression was extremely strange.
The bright moon is at the head, and the jade color fills the sky.
Li Muru walked slowly to the window of the Earth Temple, the moonlight was as bright as day, but it couldn't dispel the gloomy look on his face, "If you don't do some things, who knows the result... Heh heh Hehe, ahahaha..."
The laughter shook the whole body and startled a flock of birds.
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under candlelight.
Ning Zhongliu sat beside the Kang mat, leaning against the candlestick wooden table, and carefully looked at the piece of wood in his hand.
An old but compassionate face, slender but jade-like hands.
The face is completely the face of an old man; but the hands are not like the hands of an old man at all.
Even the best brothel and the most beautiful girl on Shenwu Continent can hardly have such beautiful hands.
Those hands are not only beautiful, but also extremely stable.
With the help of the dim candlelight, Ning Zhongliu pinched the wood and gently scratched it with the nail of one finger.
Just a moment, the sawdust was rolled back, scraping the wood from the top to the bottom, creating a few ingenious curves, a human-shaped back has been formed.
The fingertips rise again, as delicate as running water, with the sound of brushing in the hands, the wood body is covered with cut marks, clean and neat, resulting in rich texture lines that make people tremble, as if the chaos of the world has just opened. , Miaoruotiancheng.
In less than a while, a villain holding a sword took shape.
The wooden man has no face, elegant clothes, elegant bearing, standing in front of others like a gentleman in a sword, but if you look closely, the wooden man's head held high and chest straightened out, but it reveals a really arrogant heart, and his right hand, The fingers rubbed carefully, but it also shows a very deep palace and a greedy heart...
With just one glance, people can see that this is a complete copy of Li Muru.
Its similarity is difficult to describe in words.
Looking at the proud work in his hands, Ning Zhong smiled lightly.
Throwing it casually into the package I opened, there were already a bunch of three-inch-tall wooden figures inside...
Luo Podi, Ye Qingxuan, Zhuo Huifan, Jiang Duanxian...