Su Li raised his eyebrows, and saw in his consciousness that the person coming was a middle-aged man wearing a blue warrior uniform. His aura was similar to that of the Tribulation Stage. If expected, he was the Martial King of this camp.
When the middle-aged man with a beard saw that it was King Wu himself who was asking the question, he immediately opened the door a crack and entered.
"Ding Zhang pays homage to your lord!"
Li Hong glanced at Su Li in the crack of the door and frowned, "What's going on?"
How could Ding Zhang dare to tell the truth? He continued: "Sir, there is a very weak female warrior who has come to make trouble unreasonably. Our brothers are about to drive her away! Look at how thin she is, a gust of wind can blow her away..."
Li Hong had no time to wait for Ding Zhang's explanation. Just as he was about to leave, a voice suddenly came from the sea of consciousness.
"Leaving now? No wonder there is someone like Ding Zhang."
Li Hong's steps suddenly stopped, as if stepping on Ding Zhang's heart, he turned his head and strode towards the door.
Ding Zhang suddenly panicked, "Sir! You are so busy with your affairs, why would you waste your energy on such a weak person?"
Li Hong turned to look at him and sneered: "You call a seventh-level warrior a weakling? Then who do you think you are?"
Ding Zhang was stunned.
A seventh-level warrior
Just the bean sprouts? No matter how you look at him, he is a third- and fourth-level warrior!
Li Hong walked up to Su Li and asked in a gentler tone, "What's the important thing for you to come here?"
Su Li glanced at Ding Zhang, whose face turned pale, and chuckled: "Actually, it's not me who's in trouble, but our captain. It's just that when she came here last night, she was also stopped and asked for 10,000 jade."
As soon as these words came out, Ding Zhang's face suddenly turned white, and he said angrily: "You are slanderous! When have I ever done such a thing? You are slandering me!"
Su Li didn't look at him, only stared at Li Hong, and continued: "The witnesses are in the dark alley not far from the warrior's guest house. They should not be awake. If you have the power, I believe they can be found soon. "
When Li Hong heard this, he took a deep look at Ding Zhang, who was completely panicked, and then turned back and said, "Let's go in and talk. Someone will handle Ding Zhang's matter."
Su Li nodded and followed Li Hong into the door.
Ding Zhang's eyes were dull and he collapsed completely on the ground.
The architectural style of the Chimo Realm is very different from that of the Qingshui Realm. Most of them are ordinary attics instead of main halls. Even the leader of Maying lives in this kind of place.
Su Li followed Li Hong and watched. Suddenly she raised her head and stared at his profile. She hadn't noticed it just now, but now she was looking at the outline of this person's face at close range...
"what's your name?"
Li Hong was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a female warrior who had no respect for himself. She knew he was the King of Martial Arts, but she showed no respect at all. However, he was not a vain person, so he replied: "Li Hong."
Su Li narrowed his eyes and switched to voice transmission: "Li from 'Li Camp'?"
tread!
Li Hong's steps faltered, and then without saying a word, he pulled Su Li to his study room and slammed the door.
He held Su Li's shoulders tightly, his expression showing obvious nervousness: "Are you a survivor back then?"
Su Li gently took his hand away, turned around and looked at the study, and said: "I was indeed rescued from the Death Realm, but I am not from your Li camp."
Li Hong was suddenly disappointed. In his daze, he did not notice why Su Li, only a seventh-level warrior, could pry his hand away.
After all, he was also King Wu. After taking a deep breath, he regained his usual composure and asked, "What information do you have that you need to tell here
Su Li looked calm, opened her mouth and spat out two words, "Corpse Essence!"
Li Hong's heart tightened again, "Have you met? Can you still come back alive?"
"Of course there are people who don't make it here alive."
Su Li was perfunctory, but Li Hong didn't hesitate and said directly: "I'll take you to see the leader!"
Su Li shook his head and said, "As I said before, I just came here on behalf of our captain to see if I can come in. I don't know much."
"Then take me to see your captain."
Li Hong frowned, "As long as I'm here, no one dares to stop him!"
Su Li suddenly laughed and said meaningfully: "You are very lucky today."
Li Hong's heartbeat accelerated slightly. Su Li had revealed his identity before, and he always felt that there was something in every word this woman said.
"What do you want to say?"
"Just follow me and you'll find out."
Su Li turned around and left. Li Hong took a breath and followed up.
Ma Ying's speed was very fast. When Su Li came to the gate again, Ding Zhang could no longer be seen.
A moment later, the courtyard of Li Qing and others was clearly in sight. Su Li didn't stop, but Li Hong's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. He was afraid that his guess was wrong, that he... would face another disappointment.
The sound of Su Li opening the door immediately made Li Qing come out of the house. When she saw someone beside Su Li, she didn't look much, walked over and said happily: "Success?"
Su Li glanced at Li Hong, who had turned into a sculpture, and nodded with a smile: "He is the Martial King of this camp."
"Great! King Wu..."
Li Qing showed a relieved smile, turned her head and was about to call him respectfully, but when she saw the latter's face clearly, the second half of her sentence suddenly stopped, and she just stared at Li Hong's face, her eyes gradually turning red.
Although this face was no longer as high-spirited as it used to be and was filled with a sense of vicissitudes of life, and although... there were many beards covering his face, she still recognized it at a glance.
"Is...is it you? Am I not dreaming?"
Li Qing's voice trembled, and Li Hong suppressed the turbulence in his heart. Without saying a word, he hugged Li Qing and buried him firmly in his chest. Only in this way... could he feel the reality of this moment.
When Wu Rong and others came out, they all looked confused when they saw this scene.
"Captain, what's wrong with her?"
She couldn't help but ran to Su Li and asked in a low voice. Su Li shook his head and said, "Let's leave first and let the two of them talk alone."
Wu Rong also felt that it was not appropriate to watch at this moment, so she took Li Dazhuang and Dai Hechun back to the room. Su Li also returned to her room. With Li Hong's protection, Li Qing could handle the rest of the matter alone, and she did not have to show up.
A moment later, Li Hong held Li Qing's hand tightly with a smile on his face, and walked on the way to the leader's study. The warriors passing by were all surprised when they saw him. How come he, who usually doesn't smile, actually smiles like a fool today
"Qing Ling, you have suffered a lot these years."
The reunion of relatives made Li Hong's words become much lighter than before, "When your team member Su Li saw me, he should have recognized me at a glance. We look a lot alike."
Li Qingling nodded, "Thanks to her, otherwise I don't know how long it will take to see you. If I had known you were still alive, I wouldn't have wandered outside for so many years. Maybe we could meet again sooner..."
The name Li Qing was naturally a pseudonym, and the change was simple, just removing the word "spiritual". When she had no relatives in the world, it didn't matter what her name was, but since she was with her brother
When I met my brother, of course I returned to my original name.
"Don't say so much. As long as we can meet each other, nothing else matters."
"Um!"
The door to the leader's study room was opened. A fat old man had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw the two people coming in, he also smiled happily: "The emperor has paid off, Li Hong... now you won't be displaying a picture all day long." Are you welcoming people with a bad face?"
Li Hong scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "Uncle Ma, thank you for taking care of me these years..."
Li Qingling also recognized the old man and called him "Uncle Ma".
"Oh, I haven't heard Uncle Ma's voice in how many years. Okay, okay, I don't like that kind of thing."
The fat old man waved his hand and turned to look at Li Qingling: "Qingling, it's best if you come back alive. I won't say anything anymore. I heard that you met the corpse spirit?"
Li Qingling's smile faded and she said solemnly: "That's right! It's just northeast of Maying, not far away! The corpse spirit is about the size of a palm and looks exactly like an ordinary small corpse monster, so it's hard to tell them apart."
The fat old man nodded lightly, stood up and walked slowly around the room for a while, then asked: "Have the King of Martial Arts from both camps arrived?"
"good!"
Li Qingling couldn't help but be surprised: "Uncle Ma, you have received the news."
"I know a little bit, but I don't know the specific direction. Qingling, your news is very timely."
The fat old man thought for a moment, then suddenly paused while spinning the beads in his hand, "Where did that kid from Jintian go? Let him make another trip to the temple and inform the Lord of the Realm!"
"Going to the temple?"
Li Hong's expression suddenly changed, "That's too far! Even if Jintian possesses the Wanli Divine Traveling Gu, it will take half a month to go back and forth!"
"Let him go immediately!"
The fat old man looked determined, "We have to prepare for the worst, no one knows whether an accident will happen."
Li Hong's heart sank, and he immediately said: "I understand, I will go find him right now."
Li Qingling blinked, confused.
Similarly, Qiancheng Camp and Li Camp have a much shorter history than May Camp, only a few hundred years old.
I just heard from my eldest brother that the history of Ma Camp can be traced back to at least three thousand years ago, which means that Uncle Ma is at least three thousand years old... This is definitely the oldest existence in the Red Ink World.
However, in her eyes, Uncle Ma is no different from an ordinary old man.
Her brother Li Hong soon became busy, and Li Qingling found that she could not help him. She could only return to her residence first, wait until the crisis was over, and then move in with her brother.
Su Li's door was closed, and she didn't want to disturb her, so she called Wu Rong and others to tell everyone about her life experience. Everyone's jaws dropped in shock.
It turned out that the captain who had been wandering with them for decades was once a princess-level figure in the Thousand City Camp.
"Wow! Your brother is King Wu, and he also knows the leader of Ma Camp. We have another big backer!"
Wu Rong's eyes shone, Li Dazhuang scratched his head and asked doubtfully: "How do you say that?"
He couldn't understand, but it didn't stop him from giggling. The captain recognized him as his godbrother, which meant that he suddenly had a godbrother named King Wu. It was so exciting!
The whole day was spent in the joy of reunion.
On this day, Ma Ying was still peaceful and happy, without any signs of danger, but Li Qingling always felt that this was the calm before the storm, so calm that it was suffocating.