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Chapter 81. The Holy King

Li Xi'an was walking a mysterious path.

There is no way here, but the creature is willing, so there is a way here.

Very interesting to build.This section of road was opened by mountains and rivers, making way for him as if he had a mind.

Straight to the end.

A towering mountain, facing Li Xi'an's smooth mirror-like side.It seems as if a giant once swung down with a sword, cutting the majestic mountain from the middle, exposing the ancient rock formations of different colors in the depths of the mountain.

The gigantic creature sat cross-legged there, covered in mighty golden armor.Backed by gorgeous rock formations, it looks like Buddha sitting on a lotus platform leaning against the backlight of glass.

The distribution of colors in the rock formations is like a flame.

The three pairs of pupils are like starlight, staring at the person coming.

He has eight limbs, two arms are placed in front of the body, which are the holding pills of ancient Taoist priests, and the other arm is stretched in the air, showing the shape of wings, which is similar to the immeasurable hands of Buddha.The two legs are sitting cross-legged like this, and the image is not so disciplined, so I get up casually.

The tentacles protruding from the top of the head are the coronation crown, which means that he is the king.

"Crane," said the behemoth.

"The people living here generally call me the Holy King. Welcome to Shiwan Dashan, distinguished guest."

When he spoke, his tone was calm and soothing.It is not like a monarch who fights and kills and guards the mountains, but more like a Zen master or wise man who lives in an old temple or Taoist temple.

"Nan Zhu." Li Xi'an also said.

Facing such a similar person, he didn't intend to hide it.What's more, the other party has already seen his origin, the guest who came to Shiwan Dashan.

"I feel a strange aura on you, which comes from other ancient mountain ranges. Can you explain where you came from? I can go and thank you in the future." said Mo.

He was very sure that Nan Zhu was not his enemy.

Staring in the illusion, they know each other that they are of the same kind.It's not about race or position.

"Too good."

"Taihang Mountain... it's too far away." Mo said with emotion, but he didn't ask Li Xi'an how he got here from Taihang, which spans almost half of the ancient kingdom of Great Yan.

"Did you come here for those ancient monks? I guess their behavior should not only provoke me." Mo Xiao laughed.

"For the time being."

"In the eyes of Libu people, you are hurt, but your aura is so strong now."

"It's true that he was injured, after all, it's the three emperors. But it's enough to transform once, it's not something worth paying attention to." It doesn't matter.

"So you are sure about the attack tonight? The news about the location of Libu is not something that the traitors among them spread out as they wish. You should acquiesce, right? Looking at the traitor is like watching a clown."

"I'm not sure, maybe I'll die." Mole lowered three pairs of pupils, and the compound eyes of insects refracted the color of glass, cutting Li Xi'an's face into countless tiny pieces, reflecting the doubts on Li Xi'an's face.

"I'm not sure, but here you are."

Li Xi'an smiled.

"What if I don't come?"

"You will come."

There was also a smile in his tone.

"Predators will not give up their prey. We have the same purpose, and I am also curious about what these ancient monks are doing in my territory. Three emperors, one old emperor who has been on the throne for a long time, this time I don't know What are the guests' plans?"

"Of course..." Li Xi'an said, a voice said the same thing as him, it was a mole.

The two kings whispered together.

"All beheaded."

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"Why do you believe in a newly born great witch? The big guys are all old people who have fought their lives for the people. Now, based on the young man's one-sided words, he said that there are traitors in the department. How can there be traitors in us? Why not him Is it that traitor?" Someone slapped the table dissatisfied, it was the old man in green robe.

Although it is rude to hear this, it is indeed the truth.

The rest of the big witches agreed with it from the bottom of their hearts.

"Wait, old guy, repeat the story of your encounter with that young witch that day."

The old man didn't understand, so he still did it.After listening, everyone was silent, and they noticed some details after a few times.

"That means you haven't seen that person who really killed the Yang God of the ancient monk. We haven't even seen the body."

"It's the same this time, even the source of the information is not clear, how dare he go to Haikou."

For a while, the great witches were talking about it.

"Hmph! I have to confront this man!" The old man who sensed something was wrong was the most angry, because he was the first to trust the young witch.

Now he may be deceived and betrayed, and he, who has always been hot-tempered, was immediately furious.

"No." The old man in red stopped him. "Don't startle the snake."

"Knock Knock Knock..."

At this moment when everyone was arguing, there was a knock on the door in the room, crisp and clear.

Make old people look weird.

The gates of the meeting of the great witches are guarded by Gu worms raised by them. When the people of the Li tribe see the Gu worms, they will know that there are people in the bungalow and will not disturb them.And those with ulterior motives will be discovered and subdued by the Gu worms.No one can bypass these powerful and loyal guards and knock directly on the door.

But the Gu worms that were in contact with several great witches didn't send any news, they were silent, they thought they were dead if they didn't know.

Seeing no response from the room, the knocker pushed the door open.

Wrapped in a big padded jacket, he looks like a young man with clear water.

He glanced at the old people in the room without any other expressions, and just moved away to reveal the figure behind him.

"I don't care much about your affairs."

"It should." The figure said.

The old people suddenly got up from their seats, their faces froze in astonishment.Even the hot-tempered old man in green robe couldn't stop taking half a step back.

"king……"

The tall man folded his chest and looked at the big witches in the room. His bronze skin was as compact as molten iron.His black hair was as sharp as steel needles, rebelliously refusing to knock down each one.

There are three eyeballs in the pair of pupils looking at the old people, following certain trajectory rules.

"Surprised? It shouldn't be." Kera said.

"Aren't you old guys full of confidence in me at the beginning? Open your mouth and keep your mouth shut. My king is invincible. Why do you look surprised when I appear here? You can't stop the ancient monk's big move at night, why don't you have to pay back?" By the invincible king of your lips."

"How do you say it? The king is invincible! Is the tone in place?"

"This..." An old man blushed.

"I'm talking about you, the old man is dying and still looks like a second-year-old. He fooled around with your two grandchildren all day long." He stepped forward and patted the old man on the shoulder.

"And you, what are you doing so desperately? You almost fell." Ke bumped another old man again.

"We can work harder tonight."

"Fart!" Mo scorned. "Save your old life to watch your granddaughter get married!"

They all look like good brothers who are strong and strong.

Li Xi'an leaned against the door frame, putting his hands together.There is also such a side of the ker, which is completely contrary to the original mystery.He is not surprised.The king does not exist as a king. He who was able to fight against the emperor for the Li people and still guards this place shows that he loves this land and the people here deeply.

Since you love deeply, there's no need to act like you're not allowed to enter.

Kera bumped fists with every old man until the last one.

His palm pressed heavily on the red-clothed old man's shoulder.

"Your granddaughter admires you very much," Kera said.

"Wang..." The old man's voice was hoarse.

"You regard your granddaughter as pride, why doesn't your granddaughter regard her grandpa as pride?"

"She will be very sad, she will cry. I can't stop this little girl from crying now. But I hope she is crying because her relatives died in battle, not because she knows the bloody truth."

(End of this chapter)