Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"I know you are unreliable, even if you kill me!"

"Damn it, the bullet was inserted into his prostate and his small intestine was turned into a lotus platform. You told me he wasn't dead? You could eat the heart with soy sauce and you told me he wasn't dead?!"

"You didn't last any last hits?!"

"I'm just going to bury him in the ground!"

"Damn it, I don't believe it!"

"Eat my milk dragon claw hand!!!"

"Kick me Jiuyin in the lower body!!!"

Seeing them fighting together like two lumps of slime, without caring about the image of the head of the Sun family or Zhou Li who had no image in the first place, the expressions of Zhuge Qing and others gradually became numb.

"Yes, that's what our Taixue is like."

Tang Wan, who was waving his fists and trying to compete in vain, turned around, nodded and admitted.

Isn't this just a fight between primary school students?

Zhuge Qing rubbed her forehead and sighed. She really didn't expect that the fish market tycoon, the head of the Sun family, would fight with each other in the mud like this without any image. And Zhou Li.
Zhuge Qing found in despair that she was no longer surprised by Zhou Li's behavior, and even thought it was a sign of restraint.

Ying Yuan 2 looked at the two of them with some worry. She didn't feel anything wrong with Zhou Li's contrasting side, but was just a little worried.

"You can't be beaten to death like this."

Ying Yuan murmured.

No, what about you?

Xu Xuan was trembling on the side, trying not to listen to the whispers of the devil on the side.

After all, he is an old Zongzi who has lived for thousands of years. Ying Yuan's thoughts and ideas are indeed different from those of normal people.

After a while, the panting Zhou Li and Sun Defeng finally finished the fight. Seeing Sun Defeng's hands constantly groping, unable to cover the top or bottom, Zhou Li smiled ferociously.

"Cooking, just practice more."

"You haven't fallen behind at all in your riding skills."

Holding his crotch and breaking into a cold sweat, Sun Defeng said painfully: "Why are you so good at kung fu?"

"I see, you have forgotten the fine traditions of our class."

Patting Sun Defeng's shoulder, Zhou Li said seriously: "If you don't fight, you will die."

"Shabi."

After a simple insult, Sun Defeng sighed, slumped down on a chair nearby, and said, "So, is Han Shizhong dead?"

"Dead, definitely dead."

At this time, Ying Yuan spoke, "I can sense that Han Shizhong was indeed dead at that time, and no life-sustaining elixir could revive him."

"This"

Seeing Ying Yuan who was not very old, even younger than himself, Sun Defeng looked at Zhou Li with some worry.

"What she says is credible."

Zhou Li nodded and added: "If you want, she can resurrect your old man for a while and let him talk to you."

"what?"

Sun Defeng was stunned and said, "Are you cursing me to fuck my chicken feathers?"

"Ah? Isn't uncle dead?"

"Damn it, damn you."

"Then you said he specifically asked you before leaving?"

"Yes, he felt that he would be exhausted if he kept working. He retired early and left the entire business to me. He and my mother went to Jiangnan for vacation."

Zhou Li's expression gradually solidified. Originally, he was sad about the death of Sun Defeng, his father, a happy man, but now he was so sad that he couldn't be more sad.

He became a conjurer himself.

"Okay, let's think about what to do."

Sun Defeng said with a headache: "When I go to the banquet tomorrow, I just have to write the words Hongmen Banquet on my face."

"Wouldn't it be over if we don't go to the banquet?" Zhou Li said nonchalantly.

"No reason."

Scratching his head, Sun Defeng said distressedly: "It doesn't matter if you go alone, but I can't. He is still the county magistrate no matter what, and it can't be justified if he doesn't give him this face."

"Let's do this. I'll break your legs so you can stop going."

Tang Wan on the side heard Zhou Li's suggestion and took out a stick from somewhere.

"roll."

Sun Defeng said angrily: "It's not like you don't have a wheelchair if you have a broken leg. Besides, Lao Zhou, aren't you curious about how this Han Shizhong survived?"

"Curiosity is curiosity."

Zhou Li touched his chin and thought: "I also want to know how Han Shizhong survived even though I almost had his prostate pulled out. But the problem is that I don't have any leverage in his hands, so he just went on like this." A Hongmen Banquet, I feel so unhappy.”

"Taoist Priest, how about doing the math?"

Turning his head, Zhou Li asked Zhuge Qing.

"It doesn't count."

Zhuge Qing said bluntly: "This matter is too deeply involved with you, Mr. Zhou, and it's too confusing. I can't figure it out."

"Hey, isn't it?"

Zhou Li subconsciously wanted to say something, and then suddenly realized that his fate was just a moving toilet in the eyes of fortune tellers, with no reference value, so he could only smile bitterly and pretend that nothing happened. Did not happen

"Go."

At this time, Ying Yuan spoke, "Zhou Li, the more I can exert 10% of my strength now, we can go."

"So arrogant?"

Sun Defeng was stunned, "Then Han Shizhong himself is not weak, plus he has nine mahjong tiles and bad people. Is 10% of your strength enough?"

Then, he saw Zhou Li looking at the fool.

"???"

Sun Defeng was completely dumbfounded. Based on his understanding of Zhou Li, this old guy would never do anything without 80% certainty. The look in Zhou Li's eyes proved that in Zhou Li's eyes, Han Shizhong could crush this little black-haired girl to death with just 10% of her strength.

Who is she?

Just when Sun Defeng was doubting his life, Zhou Li walked to Ying Yuan's side and asked softly:
"Winning Yuan, won't it affect your soul?"

Ying Yuan raised her chin slightly, her eyes were like stars, pure and beautiful. The corners of her mouth raised slightly and she whispered:
"Not to mention that I still have 10% of my strength. Even if I have nothing, I can still protect you."

Not love words, just a simple and pure promise, nothing more.

Zhou Li was stunned for a long time, then he smiled.

"Thanks a lot."

"Well, I love you."

Looking at Zhou Li who was almost kicked to death by Ying Yuan's straight ball, Sun Defu seemed to realize something. His pupils tightened and his whole world seemed to have collapsed. He had difficulty breathing and his hands were shaking. He pointed at Zhou Li tremblingly and asked tremblingly:

"No? No? No, no? Ahhhhh? No?"

"That's right, a beautiful girl who looks like a fairy."

Tang Wan on the side added his sword and said.

"But? Huh?"

"She pursued Zhou Li and threatened to marry him."

"No, this?"

"Strong in strength, kind-hearted, and at the same time, he is dependent on Zhou Li for life and death."

Seeing Zhou Li being pulled into the girl's arms and caught off guard, Sun Defeng collapsed.

"Groove Zhou Li!!! You really deserve to die!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh stop the fucking chase!!!!"

Liu Haizhu, who seemed to have been forgotten, flew down the street and roared loudly. (End of chapter)