They all want to kill me

Chapter 55 When will you play this game?
Li Shuhong's eyes were closed tightly, and in his perception, the "high-energy reaction source" in the distance had completely dissipated.

So this "high-energy reaction source" is what other great congenital masters perceive after they run their true energy to activate the vitality of heaven and earth?

Li Shuhong felt that something was wrong, at least other innate talents couldn't perceive him.

So the Hollow Realm is really a realm above the Innate Realm?

At this moment, Li Shuhong had another feeling.

He probably understood the power of this set of "Sword Art".

The innate grand master can arouse the vitality of heaven and earth, which is the attribute attached to the attack.

Zhu Gouzi has the attribute of fire, while Luo Jiuxiao has the attribute of water.

And my own set of swordsmanship. The prototype comes from the 24 solar terms.

At present, the four-style swordsmanship has two attributes of water and thunder, and even a little wind attribute, and his state can even change the surrounding natural environment on a large scale.

For example, the heavy rain hasn't stopped yet, but without his power to operate, the original downpour has gradually turned into a continuous drizzle, and I'm afraid it won't be long before it disappears.

Putting his sword back into its sheath, Li Shuhong, who was floating in mid-air, looked down at the hundreds of heroes from the rivers and lakes, and said loudly: "Everyone is still not leaving, is it because I intend to invite you to dinner?"

Suddenly someone reacted and began to flee in a hurry.

But there were also people who cupped their hands and shouted, "Heroes are amazing! I—"

"roll."

"okay!"

Seeing these hundreds of people fleeing without a trace in a blink of an eye, Li Shuhong fell down.

Su Yuebai had already greeted him, her starry eyes were full of excitement, "Brother!"

She feels that she has learned a lot today, for example, everything depends on strength!

With strength, you have the right to choose!
Relying on words alone is indeed not as impressive as personal experience. The eldest brother taught her a vivid lesson today.

The originally massive demon-slaying alliance!Already the fourth in the list of legends in Jianghu!
But it disappeared in an instant!

"En." Li Shuhong took the crying baby from her arms, and then patted the swaddling baby and coaxed her to sleep, while looking at the old man with a ruddy face, "What are your plans for the future?"

"The wish of the deceased old friend has been fulfilled, and the old man doesn't care about it anymore, so he plans to take the disciples and set off to return to the sect." The old man Jin Dao laughed, and he couldn't see his appearance when he played against Luo Jiuxiao before.

Maybe it's because he is already 83, too many emotions can be well buried in the dusty memory.

"Where does Wen Juxia want to go?"

Li Shuhong replied: "Continue on the journey of sending people off, and stop by the Beggar Clan General Altar to kill the remaining two so-called Supreme Elders."

"So that's the case, then let's go our separate ways today." The old man Jindao cupped his hands.

"Wait a moment." Li Shuhong said, the old man Jindao stopped and turned around.

"Do I know your Excellency?"

The old man Jindao smiled and said: "I'm not familiar with you, but we met once more than ten years ago. At that time, you were competing with others, and I was among the crowd."

He is the number one peerless sword immortal in the heaven list, and he is an exiled immortal who is so high above that he does not eat the fireworks of the world.

And he is just a passerby among the crowd.

They used to have an intersection, but that was only once after all.

There used to be too much in the rivers and lakes, there is no need for people to just look at the high places.

Zhu Gouzi has already figured it out. Nine out of ten people who are unsatisfactory in the Jianghu, his brothers from the same school and the famous heroes in the Jianghu when they were young, didn't most of them become a handful of loess?
At the very least, he waited until the revival of the master's sect, and he himself was mixed into the Tianbang, and he was still a great innate master.

It's not bad, it's contentment
A self-mockery flashed in the depths of the old man's eyes.

"After this farewell, we may never see each other again in this life. Wen Juxia, farewell." He cupped his hands, turned around and was about to take his disciples away.

Let those pasts be buried in his memory with time.

There is no need to recognize each other, anyway, he doesn't know what the other party's name is, he only knows that the other party's surname is Li, and he and Xiao San both called him Boss Li back then.

"and many more."

He turned around and looked back with doubts on his face, "I don't know if Juxia Wen is still busy?"

Li Shuhong poured two bowls of wine, and then handed him a bowl.

The old man Jin Dao subconsciously took it.

Li Shuhong smiled slightly, and drank the bowl of "Yimeng Huangliang" in one gulp.

"The rivers and lakes are far away, but the mountains and rivers meet each other. If there is a destiny, we will meet again someday."

After all, he didn't wait for the old man Jindao to drink, but greeted Su Yuebai to float away.

"Ha, you are as chic as before."

The old man Jin Dao also smiled in relief.

The man walked gracefully, just like that day 65 years ago.

"Huang Liang is a dream, and a dream is Huang Liang. It's quite appropriate."

The old man Jindao drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, then smashed the wine bowl with his hands, and led his disciples away in the opposite direction to Li Shuhong.

"Oh, it's a pity, your sect master didn't see the heroic appearance of this old man fighting side by side with the No. The story of No. [-] teaming up to defeat the gang of beggars and hundreds of gangsters!"

"But master uncle, it seems that people don't know you."

"The younger generation will fart! If you don't know the old man, why should he toast the old man? You are just jealous of the old man!"

The old man Jindao's boastful voice gradually faded away.

"What's the situation?"

In the restaurant, Li Shuhong was a little dazed when he heard the conversations of other knights at the table.

Su Yuebai said in a low voice: "It seems that the two elders of the beggars' gang and all the disciples with more than three bags were killed in the main altar, and then all the sub-altars in various places were taken away. Those ordinary beggars who are strong and healthy Now, but the old, weak, sick and disabled seem to have disappeared?

"Brother, is this made by Jindaomen?"

Li Shuhong shook his head, "Jindaomen doesn't have that strength."

There are only two innate masters of the Golden Knife Gate, one is No. 30 in the celestial list, and his strength may not be enough to be ranked on the celestial list.

The other master of the Golden Knife Sect is just No. 18 in the Tianbang in the mouth of the old man of the Golden Knife.

The two Supreme Elders of the Beggar Gang were recruited by Luo Jiuxiao. They are definitely not as strong as Luo Jiuxiao, but they are no worse than the old man Jindao.

It shouldn't be a problem for the two innate masters of the Golden Knife Gate to win, but it is definitely impossible to destroy the main altar and all the sub-helms of the Beggar Gang while facing the two innate masters.

So there are other forces involved?

What kind of forces can participate in the silent extermination of all the masters of the beggar gang, and transfer away the old, weak, sick and disabled?
There should be a few forces that can do it, but it may be difficult to keep quiet.

When Li Shuhong was thinking, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why so quiet?
The noisy sound of drinking orders in the restaurant, the sound of chatting, all kinds of sounds disappeared.

Li Shuhong raised his head suddenly, and found that everyone around him seemed to be frozen by time.

Including Su Yuebai too.

She was observing herself while holding out a silver needle in her hand to pierce a plate of shredded radish.

But all of this has stopped.

In front of him, at some point, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a dark blue Taoist robe sat down.

The Taoist flicked his fly whisk and frowned, "How long are you going to play the game of escorting the orphan of the Demon Sect, you young swordsman who amuses children?"

Li Shuhong's eyes were dumbfounded.

This priest, who are you?

(End of this chapter)