He Has a Dragon

The cautious Li Mubai quickly sensed the abnormality of Han Ruo Shui, and immediately did not dare to speak any more and disturb the uncle's thoughts. (Baidu search)

Unknowingly, the stars and the bright moon in the sky were covered by dark clouds, and the drizzle fell quietly and slowly, making the atmosphere even more immersive and depressing.

The drizzle fell on Han Ruoshui's tall and strong body wearing a black hood, which made Li Mubai's eyes look slightly sad, and a trace of inexplicable misery arose in his heart unconsciously.

All along, in Li Mubai's mind, the great uncle was the pillar of Nanhua Temple. He was decisive in killing and brilliant in battle. No one could match him, not even the master of the temple.

Without him in charge, today's Nanhuaiguan would be even weaker, and the interests of the sect would be eroded even more by surrounding forces.

But tonight, for the first time, Li Mubai felt that his always moody, fierce and violent uncle would rarely reveal the weakness deep in his heart.

"Master has been in seclusion for more than ten years, but he still hasn't gotten over the shadow of that incident."

Li Mubai couldn't help but feel this, and thought with emotion in his heart.

For a moment, Li Mubai couldn't help but get caught up in the old incident circulating in the audience.

Wang Le, who was standing invisible on the sycamore tree, saw Han Rushui and Li Mubai below and couldn't help complaining in his heart: "On this cold, windy and rainy night, even though you are all saying good things about me, you still have to go find me." Let's talk slowly in a teahouse, forget it, now we are still pretending to be a literary youth with a sad and sad look. I already played with the leftover things when I was studying. It's really boring."

"Hurry up, you guys, my body can hardly hold on to using the power of the Deception Eye."

Just as Mr. Wang, who was invisible in the tree, was muttering and complaining, he saw Han Ruoshui wiping the raindrops on his face with his hands, and then white smoke was rising all over his body. In the blink of an eye, the soaked black burqa was wiped off. Steam to dryness.

Then he saw that the drizzle falling from the sky could no longer fall on him, and was bounced away as soon as it came close.

But Li Mubai, who had stood respectfully behind him from beginning to end, no longer had the ability to do so. He obediently turned into a drowned rat, but he did not complain at all. He was happy with the meal, and was filled with honor deep in his heart.

You must know that Li Mubai is the only disciple of Nanhua Temple to enjoy such "treatment". This is an honor that fellow disciples have never dreamed of.

"It's getting late, let's go." Han Ruoshui turned around and said softly without turning white. His face had returned to its previous calmness, and his sad thoughts had been restrained and stored deep in his heart.

"correct,

Once Wang Le appears in Sijiu City, let him come to see me. "

After Han Ruoshui said these words, he walked up and down the road slowly and quickly with his hands behind his back.

Li Mubai quickly and respectfully nodded in agreement, then without saying anything more, he silently chased after him.

Soon, the figures of these two people disappeared from Wang Le's sight. After waiting for a while and making sure that they were gone, Young Master Wang withdrew the Dragon's Hidden Power of Po Huan Dharma Eye, and their figures appeared on the sycamore tree. , then a kite turned over and fell to the ground easily, wiping away the rain that hit his face.

"Oh, they're all gone at last." Wang Legang muttered to himself in a low voice in the direction where Han Ruoshui and Li Mubai disappeared, and the tense muscles in his body finally began to relax.

Then Wang Le turned around and walked quickly in the opposite direction to leave the scene where he killed Nan Huaiyuan.

More than ten minutes later, Wang Le emerged from the darkness onto a tarmac road that was dimly lit with street lights on both sides under the drizzle.

Wang Le first observed the surroundings and saw that there were no surveillance cameras nearby, then he safely took out the white Audi Q7 with Feicheng license plate from the Fayan space, then opened the door and got in.

After changing out of his blood-stained clothes, he took out a new black jacket and jeans from the Fayan space and put them on. Wang Lecai started the car, identified the direction, turned the car and sped along the road towards Sijiu City. and go

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Wang Le hurried down and finally returned to his residence.

While the lights in his living room were still on, a wave of warmth rose in his heart.

After a hard battle, he finally returned home.

Xiao Yuanfang was leaning on the sofa alone in the living room. The ashtray on the glass coffee table in front of him was already filled with cigarette butts.

When he appeared at the door of the living room, his frown finally relaxed, revealing a kind smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Back." Xiao Yuanfang did not stand up to greet him, but whispered softly to Wang Le who came over.

"Well, I'm back." Wang Le replied softly with Xiao Yuanfang's familiar sunny smile.

Immediately, Wang Le walked to the glass coffee table, first replaced Xiao Yuanfang's cup with new tea, and then poured himself a cup before sitting on the sofa opposite.

After drinking two sips of warm tea, the chill all over his body was instantly driven away. Wang Le put down the tea cup in his hand, exhaled a breath of turbid air, then sighed and murmured: "Today's life and death battle is the most unprecedented in your son's history." The most difficult time”

I saw Xiao Yuanfang nestled into the sofa with a relaxed body, and said with a smile: "You win, just come back."

Wang Le chuckled and said proudly: "Of course, your son is the invincible and invincible emperor of the mysterious army. When has he ever failed?"

At this time, Xiao Yuanfang smiled and teased Wang Le: "What about Hong Burang? He has escaped from your hands twice."

"Ahem" Wang Le replied a little embarrassed, "That was an accident."

After a pause, Wang Le remembered the situation when he saw Hong Burang during the day, and said with some regret: "His end is approaching and he won't live for more than a few days. In the end, he didn't die in the hands of this kid."

"Oh, what's going on?" Xiao Yuanfang raised his eyebrows and asked.

Wang Le didn't hide anything, and told Xiao Yuanfang the melee he experienced during the day from beginning to end.

After a while, Wang Le turned the topic back to Hong Burang and said: "Although he and the boy are life-and-death enemies, I have to admit that this old bastard can be regarded as a tycoon of his generation. He is a person he has only seen in his life. If he is not an enemy, , we can actually be very good friends.”

Xiao Yuanfang was stunned. He didn't expect Wang Le to give such a high evaluation to Hong Burang. You must know that this kid has always been above the top, and there are really very few people he can like.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yuanfang was happy and nodded in agreement: "To be able to sacrifice one's life for the family like him can be regarded as a dedication to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le shook his head and said regretfully: "In order to bring back the life-extending fruit, the Hong family has to use all its elites this time. Otherwise, this heaven-defying treasure will have to be obtained no matter what."

"Uh" Xiao Yuanfang couldn't help but rolled his eyes. This guy is really stubborn and still so greedy.

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