Strange World Survival Manual

"I..." Le Fang was stunned when he saw Li Si's attitude change.

Then, he smiled bitterly in his heart. It turned out that the scholar had not changed at all, he was only targeting himself.

Then, Le Fang had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Maybe this scholar could help him get revenge.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly sat down and told Li Si what he knew.

Listening to what Le Fang said, Li Si also asked for some details from time to time.

And every time he asked a question, Le Fang answered fluently.

This also verified one thing, that is, Le Fang did not lie, and it was true that Mo Qiubai's son took someone to practice swordsmanship.

After knowing this, Li Si decided to go to the capital to kill Mo Qiubai and his son.

These two people are actually no different from ghosts.

Of course, he had wanted to visit the capital for a long time. The capital was the most important place in Wei State, and he also wanted to see the world there.

In the capital, he might be able to get more information about evil spirits and ghosts.

After all, this is the capital of Wei State, and there is much more information in it than in some remote counties.

Now, he still knows too little information about evil spirits and ghosts.

And while Li Si and Le Fang were talking, a figure slowly walked over from a distance.

The figure had a bamboo hat on his head, black clothes on his body, and a long sword with a black scabbard on his waist.

At this time, this man was walking towards Li Si.

Obviously, he is the killer who wants to kill Le Fang.

"He's here!" Le Fang looked at the figure with some horror, feeling terrified in his heart.

This man has been chasing him all the way, and the shadow of death has been hanging over him. Naturally, he was very impressed by this man.

When Li Si saw this person, he frowned slightly. He didn't recognize this person, but his attire was familiar to him. He was not much different from the master and servant of Mo Luo he met back then.

They all wore hats, black clothes, and black swords hanging from their waists.

This person is most likely a subordinate of Mora.

Li Si frowned slightly.

If this person is Mo Luo's subordinate, then this means that Mo Qiubai has been on the line with Mo Luo at some point.

That would be troublesome. He knew how powerful Mara's power was.

"Could this be related to Zhang Yuan?" Li Si looked at the figure and began to think in his mind. He couldn't help but think of Zhang Yuan who also went to the capital.

But after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible. It was several months away from the capital, and it was impossible for Zhang Yuan to reach the capital in such a short time.

That is, when he was thinking about things, a strange wind blew up, bringing with it some wind and sand.

"Choke!" There was a sound of drawing a sword, and the man in black hat moved and rushed towards the two of them.

"Stay back." Upon seeing this, Li Si said to Le Fang without looking back, picked up the black sword on the side and faced the man in the hat.

"Kill!" The man in the hat shouted coldly, and the long sword pierced Li Si's heart like a poisonous snake.

This sword was as fast as lightning, and it was obvious that the man in the hat had perfected the speed of the sword.

When Li Si saw this, he raised his eyebrows. The black sword was not unsheathed, but he just raised it and shook it, and then pushed away the long sword of the man in the hat.

After pushing aside the long sword, he pursued the victory. When he raised the black sword, the scabbard suddenly hit the bamboo hat of the man in the bamboo hat.

The bamboo hat flew out, revealing a face covered with scars.

"You humiliate me?" The scarred man stared at Li Si coldly, moving slowly around Li Si, looking for the right time to strike.

Li Si looked at the scarred man with calm eyes, silently, and the black sword in his hand was like a sculpture, motionless.

After a moment of stalemate, he asked calmly: "Are you sent by Mara?"

The scarred man's pupils shrank, his brows furrowed, and he said coldly: "How do you know my young master?"

Hearing his words, Li Si nodded slightly in his heart. It seemed that his guess was correct. Mo Qiubai was really mixed up with Mo Luo.

Then he paused and said calmly: "We know each other, and we even have some grudges."

"Grudge?" The scar-faced man had a look of disdain on his face when he heard this. Then he sneered and said, "I don't care whether what you said is true or false, so let's end this grudge today."

After saying that, he flew out like a rabbit, and the long sword was aimed at Li Si's throat like a thunderous giant.

This sword was extremely fast and accurate, and it had obviously been prepared for a long time.

When Le Fang on the side saw this, his body went cold. This sword was too fast, and he would definitely die if he did it.

"Dang!" A spark flashed, and Li Si continued to use the scabbard to block the blow.

Next, the two of them intertwined, the tinkling sound of gold and iron merged into one, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Why...why hasn't this man drawn his sword yet?" Le Fang, who was on the side, was very anxious when he saw that Li Si had not drawn his sword yet and was still fighting the scar-faced man with the scabbard.

Although he doesn't understand martial arts, he also knows that people who don't draw their swords are always much weaker than those who draw their swords.

It's like fighting. One party comes with the intention of beating someone, and the other party comes with the intention of killing.

It is self-evident which side suffers.

And that's when this idea came to his mind.

"Choke!" There was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and a big head flew out from the place where the two were fighting, and blood spilled all over the floor.

When Le Fang saw the head, he trembled with fright at first. Then he took a closer look at the appearance of the head, and was overjoyed. The person who died was none other than the man with the scarred face.

In the field, Li Si swung his long sword, and the blood on the sword turned into a blood line, fell in the distance, hit the Gobi stone, and turned into a blood flower.

Then, he slowly inserted the long sword into the scabbard and walked towards Le Fang's position.

Behind him, a headless body slowly fell to the ground, blood flowing from the neck.

Li Si had just fought with the scar-faced man for so long. In fact, it was not because the scar-faced man was so powerful that he could fight with him for so long.

But he wanted to try the martial arts of this scar-faced man.

Because he really wanted to know whether the Mo Luo family's skills had anything to do with Zhao Wuqi.

It's a pity that this scar-faced man has never used blood energy from the beginning to the end.

This scarred man should be just a peripheral member of the Mara family, so he is not qualified to practice at all.

However, Li Si made an unexpected discovery. He found that the scarred man's movement skills were the same as those practiced by Zhao Wu.

This shows that the Mo Luo family is indeed connected with Zhao Wuqi.

After coming to this result, he decisively killed the scar-faced man.

"Dead?" Le Fang looked at Li Si blankly, feeling a little unreal in his heart that such a strong master died in the hands of this scholar.

"Well, dead." Li Si replied, then sat on the stone, picked up a spoon from the iron pot, scooped out a bowl of egg drop soup and drank it.

Seeing his calm appearance, Le Fang swallowed, feeling scared. This man was still a ruthless character who killed people without blinking an eye. He could just drink soup as if nothing had happened after he had just killed someone.

But despite being scared, he was also a little curious about Li Si. Since this man could kill so decisively, why could he still have sympathy for some ordinary people?