Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Wei Wuzhong sat on the chair, holding the wine glass in his hand, he hesitated to put it down, with a confused look in his eyes.

"Zhao Yun, is he really Zhou Li?"

Still a little unbelievable, Wei Wuzhong looked at Zhao Yun in front of him and asked again: "For eight years, you went to Beiliang every year to look for him, but returned without success every time. The old scholar said that he had disappeared and asked anyone They all kept silent. But the monster hunting parlor he opened was on the street of South Street. I sent people to Beiliang yesterday, and everyone knew Zhou Li and knew that he had been running the monster catching parlor for the past eight years! "

"Do you think this is reasonable?"

This sentence made Zhao Yun fall into silence.

Yeah, that doesn't make sense at all.

Beiliang is so big, and the business of Zhou Li's monster hunting hall has always been good. If he had really been living in Beiliang, how could she return without success every year? She searched all over Beiliang, and Wei Wuzhong also sent people to inquire about his existence every year, but the answer was always disappointing.

But when Zhou Li actually appeared in front of Wei Wuzhong, he was afraid. He found that after doing so much, he seemed to be standing still. My time was stagnant eight years ago, but I still couldn't find Zhou Li.

Therefore, he began to worry whether this Zhou Li was still the "Zhou Li" in their hearts.

"Wuzhong, I can't guarantee that he will be Zhou Li."

After a long silence, Zhao Yun raised her head and said calmly but firmly: "But, he is the Zhou Li in my memory."

"Zhou Li in memory..."

Wei Wuzhong's eyes were bright and dim, he didn't know what he meant.

"The news about the Anshan Incident should not have reached you now."

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yun said slowly: "If you have also experienced the Anshan Incident a few days ago, you will know that Zhou Li has not changed. He is still as unscrupulous as ever, but never acts recklessly."

"Anshan Incident."

After chewing on these four words for a few seconds, Wei Wuzhong tapped his fingertips on the table. He frowned and said softly: "Zhao Yun, Painted Skin Cult?"

"impossible."

Zhao Yun shook her head and said firmly: "The skin painting teacher can draw skin but cannot draw bones. Who do you think can draw Zhou Li's bones?"

Wei Wuzhong was silent.

"really."

Taking a deep breath and exhaling it slowly, Wei Wuzhong smiled bitterly and said, "Who can draw such an anthropomorphic beast?"

"It really is."

Zhao Yun is the number one licker under Zhou Li's banner, but she will not refuse to admit the facts.

"Are you going to follow him?"

After learning what happened to the Zhao family, Wei Wuzhong asked, "Is it still the same as the Imperial Academy?"

"Follow."

Nodding, Zhao Yun responded: "I'm going to Longhu Mountain to divine the whereabouts of my father and younger brother."

Touching his chin, Wei Wuzhong nodded, "I have already reported it to the Demon Management Bureau. There will probably be some action in the next few days. I will contact you if there is any news."

"Just look for Zhou Li."

Nodding, Zhao Yun said calmly: "I will follow him to Longhu Mountain, as long as the flying pigeons arrive nearby. I will take a look at the beginning and middle of every month."

"Okay." Wei Wuzhong nodded. As classmates, the relationship between Li Zi class is very deep and they are also very united. As long as it is not during the Holy Grail Battle, they will have a certain chance of helping each other, except Tang Wan, Zhou Li and Zhu Qianyun.

Do these three things still need help?

Wei Wuzhong and Zhao Yun also exchanged new flying pigeon numbers. Just when Zhao Yun stood up and was about to leave, there was suddenly a burst of heavy footsteps outside the door.

"Avoid it!"

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yun gave a shout, kicked the gentian gun beside her into her hand, and swept down the arrows beside her with a sweeping sweep. The sudden attack caught Wei Wuzhong off guard, but fortunately Zhao Yun reacted and gave him enough time. His expression darkened, he clenched his hands, and two water pillars rose into the sky, flooding the area outside the room in the direction of the arrow.

At the same time, the heavy footsteps outside the door suddenly intensified, and with the sound of breaking, the small door of the courtyard was directly knocked open, and the several-meter-high meat ball rushed towards Zhao Yun and Wei Wuzhong like a chariot unstoppably. .

"Water method!"

The moment Wei Wuzhong saw the meat ball, his pupils suddenly tightened. Without any hesitation, Wei Wuzhong directly poured all his spiritual energy into the spiritual method, and the waves crashed rapidly onto the mass of flesh, temporarily blocking the opponent's attack.

Zhao Yun's waist sank, and the spear in his hand was sent out directly, stabbing into the meat ball.

thump.

The expected sound of flesh and blood intertwined did not come out, but instead there was a muffled sound. Zhao Yun was not surprised at all, she just calmly flicked her wrist, and the spear seemed to roar like a dragon.

In an instant, it was as if the tip of the spear shook off an afterimage, and blood holes were scattered around the tip. The sound of breaking through the air was small and harsh, and countless wind tunnels were nailed to the mass of flesh. The dragon-tiger aura in Zhao Yun's eyes had reached its peak, and the spear in her hand began to be occupied by wind and silver light.

The woman who inherited Zhao Yun's bloodline was now firing on all cylinders. In just a few seconds, the fierce offensive of the meat ball disappeared, and she kept retreating to avoid Zhao Yun's stabbing blows like a gust of wind and rain.

Wei Wuzhong was not idle either. While controlling the water flow to find the person who fired the hidden arrow, he used water magic to trap the huge mass of flesh. And just when his water flowed into the river that ran through Nanchuan, his expression suddenly condensed.

crazy.

With a cold look in his eyes, Wei Wuzhong sneered.

How dare you escape into the water in front of me, not knowing whether to live or die.

With a click of a finger, the water-condensed Kunpeng began to condense in mid-air. Wei Wuzhong gathered some spiritual skills and prepared to capture the little thief who had sneaked into the river. And the moment he revealed his spiritual technique, the flow of the air seemed to change.

"cough···"

Wei Wuzhong spat out a mouthful of blood, and his spiritual magic instantly disintegrated. He fell to his knees, his eyes filled with disbelief, and the veins in his neck were covered in dark purple.

poisonous.

Zhao Yun heard the sound of Wei Wuzhong vomiting blood and was immediately distracted. At this moment, a violent explosion suddenly erupted from the meat ball, which directly blew Zhao Yun away, who was caught off guard, and fell heavily onto the courtyard wall.

"You are worthy of being a direct disciple of the current master of water magic. If you hadn't filled the air with poison in advance, I really can't think of how to deal with you."

A cold voice sounded, and a handsome man wearing a high hat and purple feathers slowly walked out of the darkness. He looked at the woman on the wall who was limp but still trying to struggle, and said softly:

"The successor of Zhao Zilong is not bad."

"Little fool, just go back."

The man's voice was soft and thin, which made people feel very uncomfortable. After hearing the man's voice, the meat ball slowly untied and turned into a short and ugly servant.

Slowly walking to Wei Wuzhong, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling all over. The man leaned down and lifted Wei Wuzhong's chin. Looking into the eyes full of anger and unwillingness, the man chuckled and whispered:
"Xiao Han, you need to know."

"What the factory boss hates the most is people like you who seek glory behind your back." (End of Chapter)