The Ultimate Student in the City

Li Zedao felt that the most important thing he should do now was to join forces with Sixiang.

He picked up the cup of tea in front of him, took a sip, looked at Elder Sun and said, "As previously arranged, we will leave the day after tomorrow."

Elder Sun nodded: "The day after tomorrow."

"Oh, by the way, there is a piece of news that you must be very interested in." Sun Lao changed the subject and said, "You have been dealing with the Skull General of the Skull Organization before, right? For this Skull I also attach great importance to the head organization, so people are secretly investigating, and news came back the day before yesterday."

"What's the situation?" Li Zedao asked. Recently, he has completely forgotten the cancer of General Skull, and he doesn't know if his perfect genetic superman has been successfully developed.

Elder Sun's expression has become quite solemn: "My people found the so-called Skull Island and sneaked in, but unexpectedly found that there were corpses all over the island, and all the instruments and equipment on the island were all gone. destroyed."

Li Zedao's eyes widened immediately: "Because of what? An earthquake? A volcanic eruption? A tsunami?"

"Man-made, without exception, the throats of the two or three hundred corpses were cut off with heavy hands, and those instruments and equipment were also artificially damaged." Sun Lao said, "After the warships from the US arrived at the trail, we The people also secretly evacuated, and there was no time to do a detailed investigation."

"Who did it?" Li Zedao's expression moved. Who is so awesome that he can kill that Skull Island, and even kill all the people on the island like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Where's the skull general?" Li Zedao asked again.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.

That's General Skull, the vicious and cunning General Skull, how could he allow someone to come to his lair and slaughter his subordinates?

"We don't know the specifics. After all, the Mi government has taken over the small island. Even if we want to investigate, there is nothing we can do, but this is a good thing for Huaxia. In fact, the small island is a secret of the Mi country. It was built, but the U.S. side didn’t recognize it.”

Li Zedao nodded, and did not continue to entangle in this matter.

"Don't worry, I've explained everything clearly. At least in Huaxia, no one dares to play tricks on your family." Elder Sun looked at Li Zedao and said again.

Li Zedao nodded and didn't say much.

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West out of Rong City,

After crossing Erlang Mountain and looking at Gongga Mountain, the king of Shu Mountain, you will enter the highest plateau in the world...the Sichuan-Tibet Plateau.

On the Sichuan-Tibet Plateau, you can't see hundreds of miles of plains, but you can see countless stretching and towering mountains.

Gongga Mountain, Queer Mountain, Goers Mountain, Damara Mountain, Dongdala Mountain, Mira Mountain, Gangdise Mountain... one after another all kinds of mountains are lingering by your side, and finally Connected to the roof of the world... the Himalayas.

Of course, there are one mountain after another that is not named at all, including that very special unnamed mountain that has lost a little greenery.

At this time, on the other side of another mountain thousands of meters away from this unnamed mountain, in front of a natural cave that can accommodate four or five people, an old man looked eagerly at the fire in front of him, and sniffed hard. Smelling the fragrance in the air, there is a trace of sticky saliva in the corner of the mouth.

"Wuliang Tianzun, this is the best roast chicken that I have cooked for more than a thousand years." The old man looked at the fire in front of him and muttered to himself, his eyes showed strong desire, and the corner of his mouth There is a viscous liquid everywhere, as if a dog is facing a naked beauty.

A few minutes later, the old man picked up a piece of wood and danced it up and down, and flicked the red-hot firewood aside piece by piece. Under the fire, lay a big red-hot soil ball.

While swallowing his saliva, the old man slammed his stick heavily on the big soil ball.

There was only a muffled sound of "bang!", and the soil ball had already been smashed open by a stick, revealing the glistening chicken inside, and the smell of roast chicken in the air became even stronger in an instant.

The chicken is a pheasant from the mountain. It grows purely naturally and absolutely does not contain any hormones. Compared with the chickens raised on the market, the scent is naturally countless times richer, so the liquid at the corner of the old man's mouth is more up.

At this moment, the old man didn't care about the hot hands, grabbed the chicken, tore off the chicken legs, and started to eat.

"Tsk tsk... delicious... so delicious..." the old man was crying while eating, he was moved by himself being able to make such an excellent roast chicken.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and a tall figure slowly walked over.

The old head didn't seem to know that someone was approaching, and he was still gnawing on the chicken leg in his hand, as if he hadn't eaten for several days.

To be more precise, the old man didn't pay attention to this approaching person at all, his steps were heavy and his breath was chaotic, it was conceivable that they were those so-called adventure-loving donkey friends.

Of course, breaking into this place proves that this guy is not far from death. Not everyone is qualified to come to this area. The only end for those ants who broke in by mistake is to die.

In the eyes of the old man, do these so-called donkey friends have nothing to do? How good it is to stay at home honestly, why do you have to come out to seek death?

At this moment, the old man's heart suddenly thumped, and he felt a rather bad feeling.

Danger!

The feeling of the figure approaching him suddenly changed. It was no longer heavy steps and chaotic breath, but the footsteps disappeared all of a sudden, and even that chaotic breath was instantly suppressed. It is replaced by a faint breath.

"It turned out to be an expert." The old man said with a cold smile, turned around abruptly, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

When he saw clearly the foreigner who appeared in front of him, especially the eyes of the other party, and felt the domineering and evil breath released from him, his complexion was instantly moved, and there was a huge wave in his heart. Believe what you see.

He knew that the person who came here was a back-to-basics master, maybe his purpose was the same as his own, and it might even be an old friend from more than a thousand years ago, but he never thought that it would be him.

How could it be him? How could it be him? Shouldn't he be dead already?

Who would have thought that such a tall foreign old man would actually be the evil god with a great reputation in the past?

"Cthulhu!" The old man squeezed out these two words in a voice that was unfamiliar to him.

"Oh, long time no see, dear Mr. Gande Taoist." The evil spirit said with a smile.

Taoist Gande didn't speak, his eyes were full of vigilance, and he made up his mind to slip away first, or he would sleep here forever.

As the second in the world, there are only two and a half people who make him jealous, and the evil god is one of those two and a half.

"I think what you said just now was wrong. You said it was a tall man... Oh, no, not one, but two tall men and three very powerful dogs." The evil god corrected with a fiery smile on his face. There is something wrong with Taoist Gande's words.

Daoist Gande couldn't understand what this insidious guy was saying, and he didn't intend to understand it. He just wanted to escape now, as far away as possible.

Therefore, he planned to give the remaining half of the roast chicken to the evil god, and then ran away.

He can't beat him for sure, but he can't run away. He may not be able to catch up with him, and he may not have the spare time to follow behind him.

It's just that if you leave like this... Taoist Gande hates it in his heart!

It has been more than a thousand years, and he finally met a boy with a mysterious aura, and he also guided him to say that if you want to eliminate the violent aura in your body, you can get the Wuming Cave of Wuming Mountain.

At that time in the restaurant, Taoist Gande did not clarify the specific situation of the Wuming Mountain and the Wuming Cave, because he was 100% sure that since the person with the aura of heaven appeared again, there must be someone thinking about him, and there will naturally be someone Take the initiative to send him to this nameless mountain.

Even if no one sent him here, and the kid's life was at stake, that kid would naturally come to this place obediently.

After all, that kid has comprehended the scroll of heavenly secrets. Such a person must have a great relationship with Tianjimen. Even at that time, his expression was so puzzled that he didn't know anything, but Taoist Gande could see it very clearly. , this kid is not honest at all, he is just acting.

Well, if Li Zedao knew again that his self-conceived textbook-level performance was full of loopholes in the eyes of these old monsters, he would probably want to buy a piece of tofu and bump himself to death.

So Taoist Gande simply gave up his career as a thief with no future, and went to the Sichuan-Tibet Plateau early to live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes, hungry for all kinds of rare mountain treasures in the market, and thirsty for the sweet mountain spring , life is so uncomfortable.

And as the Double Ninth Festival approached, he was also gradually approaching Wuming Mountain, quietly waiting for the arrival of that dishonest boy and other old friends.

Although it has been more than a thousand years, many old friends must have gone to hell, but there are still people alive after all, such as the four elephants who will arrive on time every three hundred years.

But what Taoist Gande never expected was that what he was waiting for was not Li Zedao, nor Sixiang, but an evil god.

At the same time as his thoughts were surging, Taoist Gande slammed the half roast chicken in his hand at the evil god.

Of course he didn't expect the roast chicken to hurt the evil god, but it would be good to stop him a little, even for a second.

"Whoosh!" Half a roast chicken was like a cannonball, and it slammed towards the face of the evil god!

At the same time, Taoist Gande retreated rapidly in a flash!

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