The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 183 Father and Son and Mad Dog, Devil
And at that time, with the six "sword powers" that I currently have mastered, if I want to kill the eighth rank, I should still be sure of the eighth rank, even if I am facing the ninth rank, I will have the power to fight.

As long as the enemy is not a "Douji" that I don't know much about, there is no problem in escaping by relying on the white camel body technique.

As a time traveler, isn't it normal to leapfrog challenges?

After coming to the sword shop, the first thing he saw was Xiang Qilong, and Xiang Qilong was very happy about his visit.

"Haoran is here, how's the injury? You've been in a coma for the past few days, and I'm really nervous, my second brother. I went to see you three times, but the woman in Mingtang just wouldn't let me in."

As Xiang Qilong said so, he laughed and patted Li Dao's shoulder. He was shirtless and his body was covered with bandages.

After planning the big explosion, he was also seriously injured, although in the end he united with everyone's vitality and held a wall of energy to save his life.

However, he was still deaf in one ear and damaged in the other ear, so his voice was inevitably louder.

Li Dao greeted him with a smile, and handed him the black umbrella: "You Lao is worried about the second brother, I am basically fine now, by the way, you can help me repair this, it is a little damaged, and the sword can't go in. "

Seeing Xiang and Long couldn't hear clearly, Li Dao repeated it loudly.

Only then did Xiang Qilong understand what he was talking about, and he laughed loudly and said: "It's a small matter, a small matter, you hold the sword first, keep the umbrella, and I'll send it to you in seven or eight days."

Li Dao asked suspiciously: "What? Is it troublesome to repair, and it will take seven or eight days? I thought it would be enough to just do it a few times."

Xiang Qilong said: "It's not troublesome to repair, and it can be done in a while, but I have a new idea in the research on the mechanism recently, and I want to help you strengthen the power of this umbrella."

"That's it." Li Dao took the Xuan'e sword and said with a smile, "Then thank you, Brother Xiang."

"You're welcome."

Xiang Qilong smiled and asked the guy next to him to take the black umbrella down, and then said: "Brother has been waiting for you, and he must be very happy to see you safe. I won’t be with you anymore, there are still many things here.”

Li Dao nodded, said goodbye to him, and walked towards the backyard.

After the big explosion, most of the sword shop was in ruins. Although it was already dark at this time, many people could still be seen busily carrying out the reconstruction work.

Among them, some black soldiers participated, and they got along quite harmoniously with the guys from the sword shop.

Looking at such a scene, Li Dao couldn't help but feel doubts in his heart. It stands to reason that Feilong died and Li Buming won. It is a normal thing for him to become the head of the Shenzao Sect. The people of the Shenzao Sect are loyal to him , which is understandable.

But why didn't he return to Wanzhou, but instead made great efforts to rebuild the sword shop?Li Dao felt that this was completely unnecessary.

With such doubts in mind, Li Dao came to Li Buming's residence, and just outside the door, he heard a quarrel coming from inside.

"You said he was a devil, is he a devil? What if the surname Xiang lied? What if he was forced to hang himself by the surname Xiang?"

"That's your second uncle! Everyone with the same surname, Xiang, how decent it is...I said he was a devil, and he is a devil, believe it or not!"

"I don't believe it, how could he be a devil..."

Li Dao outside the door frowned with such chatter, what kind of "devil"?What's going on here?

With a light cough, the quarrel between the two people in the room was interrupted, and they knocked on the door: "Brother Li, it's me."

"Has Haoran come? Come in quickly."

Li Dao pushed the door and entered, and saw an oil lamp shining brightly in the room, Li Buming was half lying on the bed, beside him was a handsome young man, holding a medicine bowl, as if he had just given him medicine.

Li Buming coughed lightly, and said, "I've seen your Uncle Haoran."

The young man snorted, gave Li Dao a bitter look, put down the medicine bowl, and went straight out.

Li Dao glanced at the young man, turned to look at Li Buming, and asked with a smile, "Your son?"

Li Buming sighed, motioned him to close the door, and said: "Yes, my son, Feilong sent him back to me before the war, but more than ten years have passed, and such an eldest son suddenly appeared, it is really hard to get close."

Li Dao closed the door, found a chair and sat down in front of him: "How can you be sure that he is your own son? After all, if I hadn't mentioned this possibility, you would have never known that you have descendants."

Li Buming waved his hands and tried to sit up straight: "Pour me a glass of water, I just finished drinking the medicine, and my mouth is bitter... At first I thought that Feilong was going to use this child to mess with my heart, but later, after he Before dying..."

Li Dao stood up and poured water, while listening to Fei Long's last words and what he did, he felt a little respect for this man in his heart.

Li Buming also talked about the weirdness about Feng Qianchou's suicide by hanging himself.

"Is that so..."

Li Dao handed the water bowl to Li Buming, and sat down again: "That is to say, the reason why he let Feng Qianchou do these things is to find this child. Before, finally confirmed the identity of the child?"

Li Buming took a sip of water and said, "That's it, I know his character too well, it's impossible to hide anything about this matter."

Li Dao was puzzled and asked, "But what is Feng Qianchou's purpose for doing these things?"

Li Buming shook his head, and said: "How can the 'devils' think with common sense? They probably do things for no purpose at all."

"Maybe I just think it's fun and interesting, maybe I just feel bored and want to do something, who knows?"

Having said that, Li Buming was also quite distressed, and then continued with a sigh: "In Middle-earth, people call you half-mountain gates 'mad dogs' in private."

"As long as you dare to offend and disrespect that 'sword master' in the slightest, you will tear him apart in groups. Even if you are an 'abandoned disciple', you will not allow other people to intervene, and you can only die in the They are both subordinates of the Banshan Gate."

"And they are also complacent about being called 'mad dog', and some people even call themselves 'banshanmen running dogs', but compared to Banshanmen, those 'devils' are the real lunatics."

"There is no reason to do things. It is likely that just because of an inexplicable idea, you will concentrate on a certain place for several years, ten years, or even decades, causing an inexplicable chaos."

(End of this chapter)