He Has a Dragon

"Brother Wang, be careful if you flash your tongue. That's not good."

Li Mubai rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.

Wang Le chuckled and said confidently: "Brother Mu Bai, we can wait and see."

Li Mubai's face became hesitant, and he asked seriously: "Brother Wang, are you kidding us?"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows out of habit and asked without hesitation: "Do you think I'm joking?"

"Uh!" Li Mubai was speechless and speechless. He didn't know how to answer.

At this time, Qingyangzi shook his head and smiled, then sighed: "Wang Le, I believe the reason you gave me."

After finishing speaking, Qingyangzi stood up and left the Grand Master's chair and walked to the door of the living room. He looked outside, with his back to Wang Le and others, and said softly: "It's snowing."

At this time, Han Ruoshui also left his seat and stood up. Qingyangzi, who was standing in front of the door with his back to everyone, suddenly sang a song by Yang Shen of the Ming Dynasty, Linjiang Xian.

the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Right and wrong, success or failure turn around in vain.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the Nagisa River is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

We are happy to meet each other over a pot of turbid wine, and many things in ancient and modern times can be discussed with laughter.

Han Ruoshui put his hands on his back, bypassed Wang Le and Li Mubai, walked slowly to stand next to Qingyangzi, and followed the other party's lyrics about the vicissitudes of life, the sad sigh of the passage of time, and the complicated emotions in his eyes. For a moment, It’s hard to love yourself...

After a long while, without saying a word or saying hello to anyone, Han Ruoshui walked straight across the threshold and disappeared into the courtyard.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

After Han Ruoshui left, Wang Le asked thoughtfully.

At this time, Qingyangzi, who had regained his composure, turned his back to Wang Le and said, "Brother Han has had a lot of troubles in his life. To be able to achieve today's martial arts cultivation, the price he must have paid is far higher than outsiders like you and me can imagine." It’s much bigger!”

There was a pause. Qingyangzi sighed softly,

Said: "Although this is the first time Pindao has met Brother Han, he occasionally heard about him from old friends who came to visit Guixu Temple..."

Li Mubai, who was standing next to Wang Le and did not leave, became a little uncomfortable at this time, because things about the great uncle had always been taboo and unwilling to be discussed in Nanhua Temple.

Fortunately, Qingyangzi stopped mid-sentence. Li Mubai couldn't help but feel a little relieved when he didn't mention it any more. After all, that incident was a dark history for the great uncle and even Nanhua Temple, and it was not glorious at all.

Wang Le, who had always been sensitive, saw that Qingyangzi didn't say anything more, and Li Mubai next to him had a strange look on his face, and he realized in his heart that there was something fishy going on that he couldn't explain.

Although I felt very good about it, I still didn't ask him out. I secretly decided to wait for the right time, such as when I saw my grandpa's extreme yang, so that I could ask him for information.

at this time. Li Mubai also said goodbye to Qingyangzi and Wang Le, hurriedly left the living room and disappeared from their sight.

"Now that everyone is gone, we can discuss what to do next."

Qingyangzi turned and left the door, walked around Wang Le and returned to the Taishi's chair, sat down again, and picked up the teacup. He opened his mouth and said.

Then Qingyangzi motioned to Wang Le to sit down and talk, not to stand all the time.

Wang Le didn't show up, and walked to the Grand Master's chair where Han Ruoshui had been sitting before. He first refilled Qingyangzi's tea, then poured himself a new cup of tea, and then slowly sat down.

"Senior. How many groups of people did those enemies fall into from the martial arts world into the secular world?"

After taking a sip of scalding hot tea, Wang Le moistened his throat and asked with a serious face.

Qingyangzi pondered for a while, and then replied in a deep voice: "In addition to the main force in the east, west, south and north, there are also other scattered branches searching back and forth. As for how many disciples the enemies sent in total? Dao did not find out a precise number, but what is certain is that it is just a lot more."

"As time goes by, the situation will become more and more serious. Maybe in the next moment, the whereabouts of the old guy will be locked and found. Now before we act, we can only hope that God will not give them good luck. , continue to delay."

"But looking at God's face is not a long-term solution after all. We must act as soon as possible and find a proper and perfect solution. It is best to kill all those people!"

At the end, Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le across the table and said: "On the way to Sijiu City, Pindao helped you deal with six martial arts masters, and then it's up to you."

Wang Le paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Qingyangzi sighed and said: "After all, the old guy's enemies, each with their martial arts cultivation and killing methods, will be evenly matched against Pindao. In the end, both sides will lose!"

"Since they are unwilling to leave the martial arts world and enter the secular world before the disciples find the trace of the old guy, then the poor Taoist cannot go too far and kill all their elite disciples."

"Because if you do this, you will only alert the snake and lure these old antiques out in advance. By then, things will be bad. You and I are weak and we will eventually be unable to save the world!"

After Wang Le listened to Qingyangzi's explanation, he hummed to express his understanding, so he could only handle the rest by himself.

With his mind wandering, Wang Le's eyes flickered and he said: "If I can know the location where my mentor is currently undergoing the tribulation, then I can mobilize the mysterious troops guarding there and strategize. No matter how many people come from the other side, I am confident that they will be defeated." Annihilate them one by one!"

Sighing, Wang Le had a look of pity on his face and said: "When the four troops surrounded the place where their mentor was going through the tribulation, the mysterious troops didn't understand those people in the martial arts world at all. If they were not prepared, they would only suffer big losses, and even the whole army. It is possible for the army to be annihilated!"

Speaking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but regret that he didn't ask the old guy and Qilin about their whereabouts when they came to Sijiu City. Otherwise, there would be no need to frown now.

"Damn it! If you make one wrong step, you will make mistakes every step of the way. It is really difficult to turn the tide."

Wang Le had to admit that he had made a mistake and failed to consider the long term, which ultimately led to today's deadlock, and he blamed himself secretly.

But the deadlock has been created, and now we can only face it and try our best to break it, instead of feeling sorry for ourselves.

Wang Le was leaning on the Grand Master's chair, holding a tea cup in his hand. His black and white eyes, inherited from the Su family, were constantly shining with the light of wisdom, looking for a way to break the situation!

(To be continued.)

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