Chapter 373 Idiot (33)
The monk who was kicked over by Ding San twisted his facial features in pain, but the coolness on his neck still made him feel a cold murderous intention, and he immediately woke up.
He was about to tell a lie, but when he noticed that Li Si was looking at him with a clear expression, he immediately laughed twice, and then said: "You two, I misunderstood, Mr. Li asked me to come."
Kneeling down, Li Si wanted to ask a few more questions, but the other party immediately said: "On February 2, the dragon raises its head. Go to Flower Street and buy candy."
Ding San kicked the other party. : "Why did you suddenly start singing?"
Li Si told Ding San not to do anything, and then said: "This is the secret code I agreed with Mr. Li. If you can say this, it seems that you are someone whom Mr. Li trusts. What did Mr. Li ask you to do?"< br>
“I’ll bring you something to tell you that he has something to go out during this period, so don’t go to him. Also, you’d better stop your bad business. The city lord is going crazy now. Can you leave Mo City? Just leave Mo City as soon as possible. If you can’t leave, just find a place to hide and leave after the storm is over.”
“I understand, go ahead.”
Let this person leave, Li Si. He stood silently for a long time, and then said to Ding San: "Ding San, you go to Anping Zong, I will go back and pack my things, and I will come back later."
Ding San stared at Li Si for a while, But he didn’t ask much, he just said: “Remember to give me your dividend today.”
"Don't worry, I'll never forget it."
Waving goodbye, Li Si stared into the distance and thought for a long time, then turned and walked towards his home.
My hut has been searched from top to bottom. The other party seems to have come with some purpose, and no corner has been spared.
As soon as he approached here, he felt the gaze in the dark. Someone was observing him secretly, measuring his strength and identity.
In front of them, Li Si walked into his cabin calmly, and then lay down on the only recliner in the house.
People outside began to gather, and after a few breaths, someone broke in through the door.
The other party roughly tore the door into pieces, and the leading monk strode in accompanied by several Qi Refining monks, looked at Li Si condescendingly, and then asked: "Are you Li Si? "
"Yes." Li Si said calmly on the chair.
"Who are you, Li Yongguang?"
"My father."
"Do you know who we are?"
"The city lord's people."
The monk sneered: "He is not worthy yet, we are from the Xuantian Sect."
Listen Li Si was finally moved by this name.
In the past, the Demon Sect ruled Kyushu, and the super large sect headed by it was the Xuantian Sect.
As a super sect, its strength is unbelievable. There are dozens of Nascent Souls in the sect, hundreds of sect magical weapons, and it has even enslaved several gods and let the gods work for it.
The sect master was the only giant of god transformation at that time. At that time, his hands and eyes could reach the sky, and he could decide the life or death of tens of thousands of people with just one sentence. He was incredibly powerful.
And such a powerful sect is also very cruel in its actions. It even has the custom of using living people as sacrifices. Ninety percent of the world's evil deeds come from this sect.
Because he had done too many evil things, after the battle between good and evil, Xuantian Sect was directly expelled, and all the disciples in the sect were killed. It is said that no one was left alive.
Unexpectedly, there are still remnants of the sect that should have been expelled long ago.
With a chuckle, Li Si looked at the monk in front of him and found that his body was full of blood. He didn't know how much blood he had absorbed to achieve such an achievement.
The Xuantian Sect’s techniques are extremely effective and have a very stable foundation.
It’s just that this technique needs to absorb blood, and it must be the blood of a living person.
There used to be millions of blood slaves in the Xuantian Sect. The only purpose of each person's life was to provide blood and energy to the monks in the Xuantian Sect. Life was worse than death.
Shaking his head, Li Si said to the monk: "I wonder what the Xuantian Sect people want from me?"
"Asking knowingly. Where is Li Yongguang now?" "I don't know."
"Then where is the sect's magical weapon that he stole?"
"I don't know."
The leader of the monks looked at Li Si coldly, and then said with a ferocious smile: "The Xuantian Sect is best at seducing the soul, and then asking for various memories from the soul. You'd better Speak obediently, or I can still ask you questions even if you are dead.”
"Then do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a blood mark appeared on Li Si's neck.
Just as he was about to lower his head, the monk stepped forward and held his head.
"Don't move, I've already cut off your head. If you move a little bit now, it will be a matter of losing your head. Let me ask you again, where is Li Yongguang?"
"I don't know."
A burning feeling appeared, and a piece of skin on his left arm was cut off by the other party's fingers, and then displayed in front of Li Si's eyes.
This piece of skin is as thin as a cicada's wing, which shows that this foundation-building monk has mastered the strength very well.
Putting the skin into Li Si's mouth, the monk asked again: "Where is Li Yongguang?"
"I don't know."
Two pieces of skin were peeled off Coming down, a different feeling made Li Si feel very uncomfortable, but his eyes became clearer.
Realizing that Li Si really didn't want to speak, the monk lost interest.
Just as he was about to take action, he heard a slight whimpering sound, and one of his men suddenly fell to the ground.
The burly Ding San kicked aside the monk whose throat was cut, then looked around at the situation inside, and then said to Li Si: "You haven't given me your dividend yet."
"...That's it?" Li Si laughed dumbly, "Do you understand the current situation? This is a master of foundation building. If you think about it, you will die."
"I know, but the dividends Not given to me yet.”
"Idiot..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ding San suddenly threw the dagger at the monk in front of him, then threw away his storage bag, and all the spells he bought with money poured out, a large amount The magic immediately bloomed in the room.
While the opponent was on guard, Ding San rushed forward, snatched Li Si's head and ran away. At the same time, he quickly shouted: "Control the blood vessels in your neck, and you can reconnect them within half a quarter of an hour." Live.”
Without his trachea, Li Si could only blink hard and kept cursing the fool.
Ding San’s steps were huge and fast. He rushed out of the yard in a few steps and ran towards the front.
Looking back, he found that Li Si's house in the distance suddenly erupted into thousands of flames, and all the previous spells exploded, sending the house into the sky.
These charms cost him hundreds of spirit stones, and all his previous savings were spent here, so that he could give the foundation-building monk a big one.
Although the fireworks are beautiful, Ding San feels so heartbroken that he wants to cry when he thinks that they are worth a hundred spiritual stones in total.
While running forward, he said to Li Si in his arms: "One hundred spiritual stones, you have to pay me the money."
(Fool...)
"And I saved you, so I must repay the life-saving grace, so... poof..."
Ding San suddenly fell to the ground, but he hugged Li Si's head tightly before landing. In his arms, he didn't let him fly out.
Lowering his head, he saw that his legs were neatly cut at the knees. His thick thighs had subconsciously shrunk to seal the blood vessels, but not much blood flowed.
Seeing this, Ding San became violent, holding Li Si's hair hard, then stood upside down and rushed forward, but then rolled to the ground again.
Both arms were also cut off, leaving him unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as the Xuantian Sect monk covered in cursed flames walked out of the darkness and looked at the two men with a ferocious smile.
(End of this chapter)