The lonely guest Li Qiuran stood quietly under the tree.
He was shrouded in black clothes, with a bamboo hat on his head and a wide brim that covered his entire face, making it impossible to see his appearance.
But the killing intent emanating from his body caused all the green grass to wither within ten meters of his body.
After Su Luo came out, he didn't speak, just looked at him lightly.
"You are Su Luo?" Li Qiuran's voice was like his own, like a thousand-year-old glacier, with a chilling air.
"Yes." Su Luo admitted without hesitation.
"Since you admit it, then come with me." Blood is still hot, and the price of hot blood employers is ten times more expensive.
Li Qiuran's voice was cold, but there was a hint of vigilance in his heart. Because he was able to sense the looming aura of a strong man in the carriage.
"Come with you? I'm afraid some people will be jealous." Su Luo put her arms around her arms and smiled brightly. Coupled with that beautiful and unparalleled face, under the sun, the beauty at this moment was suffocating.
Li Qiuran paused, his voice still cold and hard: "His Royal Highness King Jin, do you dare to fight?"
There was silence in the carriage.
Nangong Liuyun's injury is not yet healed, so why would Su Luo let him fight? What's more, Nangong Liuyun was the last trump card in the battle.
The corner of Su Luo's mouth evoked a sneering sneer: "Li Qiuran, can you sign up for the Dragon Tournament ranking competition this time?"
Li Qiuran glanced at Su Luo indifferently. As a killer in the dark, he never likes to talk.
"So, have you signed up?" Su Luo smiled lightly.
"Humph." Li Qiuran snorted coldly, noncommittal.
"If I get rid of you, the contestants on the Dragon Tournament should thank me a lot, don't you think?" Su Luo looked at him with a smile.
"Get rid of me?" Li Qiuran finally spoke, but in a tone that sounded like a fantasy.
"The total number of people you've killed over the years is a thousand. It's natural to kill you." Su Luo raised her eyebrows with a half-smiling smile.
"Want to kill me? Hahaha—" Li Qiuran was incredulous at first, and then sneered.
But before he finished laughing, he felt a little strange.
Su Luo in front was gone.
Instead, it was an old man.
An old man with white hair and beard, exuding the breath of a peerless powerhouse.
Li Qiuran's mouth seemed to be stuffed with a big egg, and he froze instantly.
The person in front of him is none other than a small stone in Old Ancestor Mo's clothes. In fact, this battle was requested by Xiao Shi himself.
Ever since he entered Old Ancestor Mo's body, he has finally gotten used to the rhythm of this body after running in again and again. Everything else is almost the same, but he has been unable to grasp the combat power.
But Old Ancestor Mo was so powerful that he couldn't find anyone to test it. No, it just happened that this stupid Li Qiuran came up, so he couldn't let go of anything.
Feeling the powerful murderous aura ahead, Li Qiuran instantly entered a state of alert.
Li Qiuran is most famous in Jianghu for his sword.
His sword is fast.
There are rumors in the Jianghu people that when Li Qiuran killed a man, he stabbed his sword in the past, and when the others were far away, only the person who was killed would feel the pain... How fast should this speed be? Probably only the people who were killed would know.
Now, Li Qiuran's sword, as before, quickly attacked Old Ancestor Mo.
Li Qiuran did not recognize that the person in front of him was the ancestor of Weiyang Palace, but he felt the strength of the other party, so the first move did not try at all, and directly used 100% of the force!
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