Buddy, your script is so good

Chapter 133 There is a man, he wants to kill me

Looking at Zhen Dexiao's script, Su Li was a little confused.

He thought that the other party was not kind.

But what I didn't expect was that it would be the Holy Son of Qian Ling.

Su Li didn't even expect that the Son of Qianling knew Yinling's true bloodline.

How is this possible?
From Su Li's point of view, Yinling would at best be mistaken for a hybrid of human race and dragon race.

And Yinling's real bloodline is hard to detect.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

Then, in order to seize the silver bell, this guy actually wanted to kill me during the martial arts competition in the sect.

I didn't expect Nima's, he actually succeeded
As for whether something will happen to Yinling in the end, he didn't write the script.

But no matter what, I will definitely not easily lead the dog in the Zongmen martial arts competition.

And definitely won't let Yinling do anything.

He wants to touch his junior sister?

There are no doors!

Not only that, but he had to figure out how he knew about Yinling's bloodline.

Otherwise, there will always be a feeling of unreliability in my heart.

After that, I had to find a way to deal with the Holy Son.

Otherwise, so what if he escaped from the Zongmen martial arts competition?

If this holy son is not removed, I will have trouble sleeping and eating.
Even if the other party is the Son of God, and it is still in the early stage of Golden Core Realm, it will be more troublesome.

Zhen Dexiao handed the bamboo stick to Su Li, who took it and pretended to look at it.

"Have you ever figured it out, sir?"

Seeing that Su Li was silent for half a stick of incense, Zhen Dexiao asked.

"Well, I've figured it out." Su Li nodded, "This time, brother, at the Zongmen Grand Competition, at least get into the fourth place!"

Zhen Dexiao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Then I'll borrow a good word from fellow daoist."

As the Holy Son of Qianling Holy Land, if Zhen Dexiao didn't even make the top four, it would be a joke.

But I never told Su Li's identity, and Su Li never met himself.

So in a sense, Su Li is very accurate.

He was really good at divination, which aroused Zhen Dexiao's interest.

"Actually, I think it's a good idea." Zhen Dexiao said slowly.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist, please tell me." Su Li calmly put the sign back into the bamboo bucket.

"I don't know how I will achieve in Dao in the future?"

"Well." Su Li looked a bit troubled, "This involves a lot of cause and effect."

Zhen Dexiao dropped ten middle-grade spirit stones.

Su Li put away the spirit stone, and moved the bamboo tube to the opponent.

Zhen Dexiao glanced at the bamboo tube: "Still drawing lots?"

Su Li nodded: "Yes, there is still a lottery."

Zhen Dexiao frowned slightly: "Can the lottery be counted?"

Su Li retreated strategically: "Why can't the lottery count?"

"No." Zhen Dexiao crossed his hands and looked at Su Li, "Shouldn't this kind of thing involving the Dao be more rigorous? For example, use a turtle shell or something?"

Su Li smiled and said, "Turtle shell? No, no serious person uses a turtle shell. Do you use a turtle shell for fortune-telling?"

Zhen Dexiao shook his head: "No, I don't need it."

"That's it." Su Li said with a smile, "Come on, draw lots, tell the truth to fellow Taoists, I came to set up a stall just for this bucket of bamboo sticks."

"Well."

Zhen Dexiao took out one and handed it to Su Li.

Su Li glanced casually and slapped his thigh:
"Yeah! It's amazing, it's so good, it's so good."

"Oh?" Zhen Dexiao stepped forward for a moment, lowered his voice, "How do you say that?"

"Fellow Daoist, you don't know." Su Li showed him the sign, "Look at the sign, what do you see?"

"A turtle, a bird, and an eel."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's not right."

Su Li waved his index finger.

"This tortoise is Xuanwu, representing stability.

This bird is a phoenix, representing Gao Fei.

And this rice field eel is actually a dragon, which represents the hidden dragon in the abyss. "

"So?" Zhen Dexiao looked at Su Li.

"so."

Su Li patted his thigh again.

"This is a good sign!
As long as you practice well, fellow Taoist, you will be like this steady tortoise now, oh no, it is Xuanwu.

Then it will become this mud potential dragon!

Finally like this phoenix!Soar! "

"In that case, let's borrow a good word from fellow daoist." Zhen Dexiao bowed.

"Hahaha, it's easy to say." Su Li also stood up and cupped his hands.

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first. I wish you a prosperous business."

"Fellow daoist, walk slowly, I wish you soaring into the sky, fellow daoist."

Zhen Dexiao turned and left, Su Li sat on the chair for a while, then hurriedly closed the stall and left.

"This Su Li, what do you think?"

Leaving Qianling Town, Zhen Dexiao asked the blood ring in his hand.

"Isn't he just a cultivator at the Cave Realm? He's about to die, so it's necessary to come and see him?"

It wasn't that Zhen Dexiao wanted to see Su Li, but that the blood ring in his hand wanted to see Su Li.

"What do you know."

Blood Ring replied.

"During the period of the Demon Tribulation, I awakened once. At that time, Long Yueqing's reputation resounded throughout the world, but it was too long ago.

Up to now, few people have heard of Long Yueqing's prestige.

The disciples accepted by such a woman are by no means ordinary people. "

"So? What tricks did you see?" Zhen Dexiao asked.

Regarding Long Yueqing, Zhen Dexiao only knew that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, and she was also extremely powerful.

But other than that, I don't know anything else.

"This Suli's talent is average at the early stage of Dongfu Realm. Apart from that, he can't see much. I don't understand why Long Yueqing accepted him as a disciple."

Zhen Dexiao frowned: "If that Long Yueqing is so powerful, how can we kill that Su Li? Wouldn't Long Yueqing make trouble for me?"

"Hahaha No matter how powerful Long Yueqing is, he doesn't even know I exist. Besides, who said you killed him? Couldn't that Su Li die violently by himself?"

"What do you mean?"

"Hehehe"

Blood Ring didn't worry at all.

"At that time, during the martial arts competition in the sect, you..."

"Who is it, here it is, pulling up your pants."

"Stop knocking, it's really here."

In a courtyard of Xianertang, Xiong Da opened the door very unhappily.

Then a female disciple from Green Tea Peak cast a resentful glance at Su Li at the door, and ran out.

"Xiong Da, you guys are really good at playing."

Su Li slapped his nose, and there was a smell of rouge in the room.

"By the way, don't you have no money?"

"You bastard." Xiong Da laughed angrily, "Who said we're talking about money? We're talking about feelings."

"emotion?"

"Feelings of the day!"

"."

"Let's not talk about this, old Su, what are you doing, why are you in such a hurry? Your Yushang Peak was bombed?"

"No, but I may be dying."

"what?"

Su Li walked into the room and closed the door. He wanted to drink a cup of tea, but seeing the lipstick marks on the cup, he simply took the teapot and drank it.

"I want a person's information."

"In such a hurry? Who is it?"

"Holy Son, Zhen Dexiao."

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