He Has a Dragon

Don't chase poor bandits.

This is the principle that Wang Le has always adhered to.

So when the members of the Alliance Trial Team, including Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, went to pursue them, he was lagging behind.

Although the Zoroastrian Cult people were really on the run and had no intention of playing any tricks, Wang Le was still very conservative and did not catch up and kill them ruthlessly.

In the final analysis, it was Wang Le's inner caution that was at fault.

If he really had to give a reason, it would be that Wang Le wanted to develop this good habit of being conservative and cautious.

After all, you only live once, and in a business like this where your head is tied to your belt, you can never go wrong with being careful.

What's more, those Zoroastrian cultists who were running away were pitiful. None of them were easy to mess with, and their numbers were much larger than those of the trial team.

Therefore, during the safe period, Wang Le did not follow Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge to join in the fun of beating up the drowned dog.

Of course, in the previous fierce fight, Wang Le killed nine Xuan-level warriors of the Zoroastrian Cult. He had already demonstrated his terrifying strength to the members of the alliance trial team, and there was no need to prove himself anymore.

The moonlight is like water, and stars are dotted in the sky.

In the dead of night, the stream area that was the scene of swords and swords a moment ago is now deserted. Only the smell of blood in the air has not had time to dissipate with the night wind.

Wang Le was like a statue, standing motionless on the edge of the stream, not very far away from the guardian surnamed Li who was sitting cross-legged on the ground to heal his injuries.

Just when Wang Le was bored and his mind was far away, the guardian named Li stopped healing, took out a small porcelain bottle from the sleeve of his robe, poured out three black pills with a rich fragrant smell, and then stuffed them into the He swallowed it in his mouth.

Wang Le, who felt something moving behind him, suddenly came to his senses and turned to look at the guardian surnamed Li who had already stood up.

Just when Wang Le was about to bow and salute, he saw the protector surnamed Li, who looked very old with wrinkles on his face and looked to be in his seventies at least, waving his hand and saying: "No need to be polite."

Then the guardian surnamed Li put his hands behind his back, walked to Wang Le and stood beside him, looking at the dark Siam Mountains across the stream, and then suddenly asked without thinking: "Boy, everyone was rushing to go there just now." Kill the enemy, and why didn’t you go?”

Wang Le was startled at first.

I secretly wondered if this old man was a little nosy. It seemed like it had nothing to do with him whether he went after the fleeing enemy or not, right?

Thoughts were running through his mind, Wang Le didn't play any tricks and replied honestly: "Don't chase poor bandits."

"Uh!" The guardian surnamed Li turned his head and looked at Wang Le with some dissatisfaction, and said: "You are such a stubborn kid. It is right not to pursue the enemy when you are poor, but it depends on the specific situation!"

Then the protector surnamed Li asked: "Do you think those Zoroastrian warriors who ran away in embarrassment still have the ability to fight back against us?"

Wang Le shook his head without hesitation and replied: "No."

The protector surnamed Li suddenly said angrily: "Since you know it's not true, why don't you pursue me? I'd be putting it mildly if I said you're a deadbeat."

Before Wang Le could speak, he saw the old man admonishing with a serious look on his face: "Boy, you must remember that you must eradicate your enemies. A moment of hesitation may put you in trouble one day in the future. He fell into a desperate situation of life and death, and even lost his own life, do you understand?"

"Uh!" Wang Le was speechless for a moment, because since his debut, he had done things like eradicating enemies, and it had long been a common occurrence.

I never expected to be lectured on this today, it was really funny.

However, Wang Le also understood that the guardian named Li had good intentions.

Maybe other people wouldn't say these things to him, Wang Le. After all, he has no connection with you, so why bother meddling in his own business.

From this aspect, the Taoist surnamed Li is a rare elder who is warm-hearted and willing to support those who are less advanced.

After thinking about it, Wang Le did not defend himself, and sincerely bowed to the guardian named Li and thanked him: "Senior's kind words, I will deeply appreciate them!"

After a pause, Wang Le asked: "Young man Nanhua Guan Wang Le, I still don't know where my senior is, Gao, where is the fairyland?"

The guardian surnamed Li raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Wang Le and said: "I, Li Yuan, is a casual cultivator with no family or sect. This time, I was entrusted by the Alliance Elders to protect the path for the trial team heading to the border for training. "

Then the guardian surnamed Li continued: "When the trial team was resting in Nanhua Temple, I was out tracking the Zoroastrian Cult who had not yet exposed its roots, and did not enter Nanhua Temple. Therefore, I did not know that Nanhua Temple's Ji Yinzi would be willing to send Disciple joins the trial team."

At this point, Li Yuan changed the topic and asked Wang Le: "Is that lunatic Han Ruoshui out of prison now?"

"Uh!" Wang Le's mouth suddenly couldn't help but twitch. The reputation of the secret master's uncle is really not very good in the martial arts world!

Then Wang Le did not hide anything, and replied frankly: "Uncle has been out of seclusion for a long time, and is now guarding the Forty-Nine City in the secular world to prevent vampires from harming all living beings in the secular world."

"Oh?" Li Yuan showed a hint of surprise and murmured to himself: "I never thought that this guy would have been released from seclusion and gone to the world of mortals. I haven't been interested in worldly affairs for too long, and I haven't figured out what the alliance is about. This transfer of Nanhua Temple.”

Seeing this, Wang Le couldn't help but ask: "Senior, are you familiar with my great uncle?"

I saw a trace of memory flashing in Li Yuan's eyes, and he said softly: "Before he went crazy, we had an intersection with him, but later we had different ways of talking and no longer communicated with each other. We haven't interacted with each other since."

After talking about this for a while, Li Yuan took the initiative to change the topic and told Wang Le: "My dear nephew, tell me what happened tonight after I fought with Li Huo into the Siam Mountains."

After a pause, Li Yuan added: "Especially when Tiandao Yaozhong suddenly appears."

Wang Le nodded in agreement, and then told Li Yuan what he knew in great detail.

When Wang Le told Li Yuan that Tian Sword Yaozhong had been hiding behind the alliance trial team, the other party couldn't help showing surprise and said: "This time, the Holy Sword Temple actually asked Yaozhong to pretend to be a genius disciple in the palace and join the alliance trial team. Refining the team, it seems that the Presbyterian Church has brought a lot of benefits to the Holy Sword Palace!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Li Yuan realized that it was not appropriate to talk about such internal matters of the alliance with a junior.

Young Master Wang, who had become a spirit a long time ago, of course also noticed this, so he changed the subject very wisely and asked with concern: "Senior, how are your injuries? It's nothing serious, right?"

Something strange flashed in Li Yuan's eyes. Before, he thought that this kid was a dead-head, but now he was surprised to see that he was so knowledgeable and knowledgeable.