The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 143 Disaster ([-])

Feng Bieli nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, as long as he can survive, Feng will be your dog next to Li Haoran from now on, and I will bite whoever you ask me to bite."

"That's fine, but remember, don't get 'rabies', or the owner will beat the dog to death, go ahead."

Feng Bieli bowed to salute, wishing he could immediately kneel down and kowtow to him, and hurried the two hundred or so brothers who were still alive under him to the gambling alley.

He is really scared now, this fucking group of people is too fierce, if he hadn't gathered his strength to kill them, he would have died long ago.

If so, in this short distance, over 100 brothers killed more than [-] people, but they only killed about [-] people along the way... The knife array of Wandaomen ,so amazing!

Even a sixth-rank master like him can barely survive in such a sword formation. It is difficult for him to deal with a sword formation with more than ten people, not to mention there are other 15 people, 20 people, etc. ...This motherfucker can't reason at all.

After meeting Li Haoran by chance, he found that the other party was unscathed and seemed to be very relaxed, which could explain the problem, so Feng Bieli immediately went over to lick him, being alive was more important than anything else.

Besides, he originally wanted to go to the White Camel Villa to find help. After all, we are all "Avengers", Li Haoran should help him...

Seeing Feng Bieli leading his younger brothers to the gambling hall, Li Dao smiled and continued walking forward.

However, it didn't take long before he heard a loud explosion coming from the direction of the sword shop, and the ground trembled with each explosion. Li Dao raised his eyes and saw flames everywhere.

Frowning slightly, Li Dao muttered to himself: "Have you started yet?"

……

The time went back to three quarters of an hour ago, the restaurant started to fight back, the return inn was mobilizing, the swordsmen in green robes passed by the flower street but did not enter, and the auntie Hua was sorting out some things with a group of handsome men and women.

At this moment, the sound of iron hooves rubbing against iron armor appeared, and they all stopped ten feet away from the sword shop.

On the side of the sword shop, there are more than a thousand people standing on the three-foot-high sunken city wall, each operating the mechanism, watching the black square formation.

In the phalanx, Feilong patted the shoulder of the boy beside him affectionately, and said, "Wen'er, how about walking with me?"

The boy in iron armor bowed immediately: "Follow the orders of the sect master, and I will never hesitate to die!"

Feilong let out a chuckle, walked out of the black phalanx, and walked slowly towards the gate of the sword shop with the boy in black armor.

With a sound of "swish", a guy on the city wall accidentally pulled the trigger because of nervousness, and the thick crossbow arrow shot at the flying dragon, but when the giant arrow was two feet away from the flying dragon, it suddenly turned into ashes.

There was a sound of cursing from the city wall, Feilong ignored it, but felt something, frowned, stopped in his tracks, looked up at the sky, and saw the bright red dress.

Then he turned around and waved to "Xuanjia Envoy" Zheng Benchu.

Zheng Benchu ​​hurried forward: "Follow the orders of the head."

Feilong pointed to the sky: "Go and ask, why she came here."

Zheng Benchu ​​raised his head, only to find that there was a person floating in the sky, he was startled, and quickly nodded in response: "Of course!"

Afterwards, the black armor began to stretch from his body like flowing water, and within a short while, two wings like black iron formed and flew away with fluttering wings.

Feilong nodded slightly, and continued to walk towards the gate of the sword shop with the boy named Liwen.

At this moment, the gate of the sword shop opened, and Li Buming walked out from inside alone.

The two sides stopped at a very reasonable distance.

Li Buming looked at the naked flying dragon, frowned and said, "You didn't launch an attack immediately, did you have something to tell me? Didn't we make it very clear last night?"

"I made it clear." Fei Long smiled and said, "But I suddenly discovered something, so I want to talk to you."

Li Buming asked: "What's the matter?"

Feilong smiled and said, "I accidentally found your son, my nephew."

Li Buming was stunned, and after a while, he suddenly looked at the black-armored boy who was following him, who was looking at him with resentful eyes, and was a little at a loss for a while.

After a moment, he came back to his senses and said with a sneer, "You want to mess with me?"

Feilong smiled, turned to look at the boy, and said, "Wen'er."

"Master."

"That old fellow Feng Qianchou, what did you say to you?"

The young man was startled, and asked in surprise: "Master knows Uncle Feng?"

Feilong smiled and shook his head: "I didn't know it at first, but now I know... Well, you were raised by him, right? Can you tell me how he described Li Buming?"

The boy bowed his head and was speechless.

"If my guess is right, when you were a child, he told you how vicious and despicable Li Buming is, and he is the most despicable traitor in the God-made Sect. He told you that your goal is to kill Him, right!?"

The boy was young and silent, but his mood at this time was extremely complicated, and he didn't know how to describe it.

Feilong smiled, looked up at Li Buming: "His name is Li Wen, the child of you and my sister Ming Yue, now, I will return him to you."

As he spoke, he lightly pushed his palm on the young man's back, and with a gentle force, he flew towards Li Buming, who almost instinctively caught the young man.

Feilong said: "That's right, I'm messing with you. If you don't recognize him as your son, you can kill him. If you recognize him, then protect him. But in this way, you would be distracting."

Then, he said to the young man: "Boy, from now on, we are temporary enemies, and your brothers and sisters will not hold back against you."

"If you are still alive before Li Buming dies, this seat will re-accept you into the God's Gate, and become this seat's closed disciple."

After saying this, Feilong turned and left without any hesitation.

Li Buming looked at the young man with complicated eyes, and the young man was also a little at a loss when facing this change.It was under such absurd circumstances that the father and son met for the first time.

After Xianggu was silent for a moment, the boy asked, "You... are you really my father?"

Li Buming shook his head: "I don't know, I hope so, and I hope not."

The young man fell silent again. Uncle Feng once told him that his father was the most promising disciple of the previous head of the Shenzao Sect. Because he was an orphan, he took the surname of the previous head.

His mother was a female disciple of another sect, and that sect had a good relationship with this sect. However, they all died at the hands of Li Buming. It was already too late when Uncle Feng came to rescue him. He was only a baby at the time. of myself.

And because of this incident, Uncle Feng was also injured by Li Buming. More than ten years have passed, and the injury is still not healed, and he will die soon.

As a result, the young man has always had a deep hatred for Li Buming, and has always dreamed of killing Li Buming, avenging his parents, and also avenging Uncle Feng.

But now, the head he respects very much tells him that he is Li Buming's son.

There is no need for the head to lie to him, and there is no need to use himself to distract Li Buming, because in the eyes of the young man, the head is invincible, and Li Buming cannot be the opponent of the head.

Who among them is telling the truth?The boy was at a loss at the moment.

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(End of this chapter)