The Heaven Ladder

"Who are you?" Mo ling'er asked suspiciously with a frown when he heard the frightened voice of the middle-aged man.

"My name is Liu Laosan, who is nicknamed the holy hand." he bounced off a wisp of beard in his hand, and the middle-aged man said with a light smile. Instead, his eyes suddenly coagulated, and his eyebrows could not help frowning. "Xiao Yihan's current situation is not optimistic!"

"Master Liu Laosan..." she chewed these words secretly. A color of thinking gradually appeared in Mo linger's pupil. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and a trace of joy appeared on her pretty face. "Brother Han said that half of the master is also called Master Liu Laosan. It should be you!"

"Half a master?" hearing Mo linger's words, Liu Laosan smiled and shook his head. Looking at Xiao Yihan, his eyes became softer. "Half a master!"

Seeing Liu Laosan admit it, Mo linger hesitated for a while. It seemed that she had made up her mind, and a trace of firmness flashed in the light green pupil.

"I don't know if you can cure brother Han? Mo linger is willing to pay all the price!"

Mo linger looked serious and bowed to Liu Laosan. While talking, he bent down and knelt down.

Seeing this scene, Liu Laosan, who had been calm, was suddenly surprised. He had no time to consider it and hurried to Mo linger's side.

"No, girl! Don't you want to break me?" he took Mo linger's arm, and Liu Laosan smiled awkwardly. In turn, the look on Liu Laosan's face became serious. "Let's not say that Xiao Yihan still recognizes me as half a master. I can't afford your kneeling alone with your strength!"

"Well... Can the elder master cure brother Han?" he gently stroked Xiao Yihan's cold forehead. Mo linger pleaded with old Liu with a trembling voice. While talking, tears rolled down.

She is also in a hurry to seek medical treatment now. Seeing that Xiao Yihan's vitality is extremely weak, she can't care about anything else.

Looking at Mo linger's dejected appearance, Liu Laosan reluctantly sighed and stared at Xiao Yihan.

After a long time, Liu Laosan seemed to notice something, and his face gradually became dignified.

"Who did he hurt?" he touched the blood hole in Xiao Yihan's chest, and Liu Lao San frowned in a deep voice.

"He was hurt by the demon clan's tiancod ancestor. Somehow, he still couldn't swallow the pill, resulting in his wound can't heal. I... I can't help it..."

"Alas! It's really a cod!" hearing Mo linger's words, Master Liu Laosan sighed lightly, and his face showed a helpless color.

"Elder generation, didn't brother Han save him?" Mo linger covered his mouth and wept when he noticed Liu Laosan's helplessness.

"Although the strength of the old man tiancod is mediocre, his cod poison is famous! Once he is poisoned, his body, vitality and soul will be controlled and eroded by COD poison. Except that the strong in wuzun territory can be shaved slowly through his innate body, others can only ask tiancod for help..."

"Tian cod... Himself... He's dead..." listening to Liu Laosan, Mo linger's heart suddenly tightened, and his tearful pupils gradually became empty.

Felt that the breath on Mo linger was wrong, and the look on Liu Laosan's face gradually became dignified. After a little thinking, he seemed to think of something, clenched his teeth and stopped talking.

At this time, the originally sunny sky suddenly became gloomy, and the strong wind roared desperately. The accumulated dark clouds were like an ancient fierce beast that chose people and loved them, which made people timid.

"Boom"

With a deafening explosion, the sky suddenly fell heavy rain. The big raindrops were released madly and hit the dry earth with a crackling sound.

After thinking for a long time, Liu Laosan's face was slightly heavy, and a firm color gradually appeared in the mung bean's big pupil.

"Girl, don't be too sad. I have a way. Although the possibility of success is slim, now it seems that you can only do that!"

Hearing Liu Laosan's words, Mo linger's pupils suddenly brightened, and a touch of excitement immediately filled her pretty face.

"Elder, you say, I'll listen to you!" Mo linger whispered in a trembling voice, holding Liu Laosan's arm tightly.

"OK! I don't believe in fate all my life, and I'll bet today!" he clenched his fist tightly. Liu Lao San looked up at the thunder raging high altitude and roared. Instead, he looked at Mo linger with a dignified look, "follow me!"

After that, Liu Laosan took the lead in turning into a streamer and rushed to the sky. Looking at the direction he went, it was the direction of leaving the country to the East.

Mo ling'er didn't hesitate at all. He swallowed a pill in a hurry, hugged Xiao Yihan and quickly caught up.

"Boom"

In the dark sky, the two figures quickly disappeared in the distance under the roar of deafening thunder.

"Dong Dong Dong"

At the same time, a dull knock on the door suddenly broke the silent space outside the most prominent room in the towering and luxurious palace of Dongli.

"Enter!"

With the sound of knocking on the door, a low and slightly hoarse response came out of the house.

"Creak"

The door opened and a man in a black cloak slowly stepped into the house. Looking around, only a middle-aged man in a Kowloon purple gold robe was sitting in a chair.

The middle-aged man seemed to know that the black robed man would come. When he saw the black robed man come in, he didn't look surprised at all. Instead, a knowing smile came up at the corners of his mouth.

"How's it going? It's all ready?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile, staring at the man in black quietly.

"Hahaha! Ready, just wait for your word!" hearing the middle-aged man's question, the man in black seemed to think of something and couldn't help laughing wildly.

"That's good! That's good!"

Smiling and clapping his hands, the middle-aged man slowly stood up and went straight to the window.

After a long time, the middle-aged man gradually stopped laughing and stared at the middle-aged man.

"Don't forget our agreement! After Wu Zong is completely destroyed, I'll divide his territory by half! It's agreed that all the resources belong to me!"

"I don't want anything from them. They must be yours!" looking at the stormy dark sky outside the window, a faint chill flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. "The development of Wuzong has been too fast in recent years, especially those talented guys, which have become a heart disease for me now."

"That's right! Wu Zong's hand is too long. If I don't get rid of it all day, I can't be at ease all day!"

Quietly looking outside, the middle-aged man didn't say anything. In the deep pupil, he couldn't see the slightest emotional fluctuation.

After a long time, the middle-aged man slowly raised his right hand. By the dazzling light of lightning, you can vaguely see that there seems to be a sword pattern on the middle-aged man's right hand.

"The rain came in time. Is it a sign?" the middle-aged man muttered indifferently. Instead, he turned and looked at the man in black behind him. "It's getting late. Go back and prepare! Three days later, proceed as planned!"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the pupil of the black robed man suddenly lit up, probably because he was too excited, and his clenched fists could not help shaking slightly.

"OK! Then I'll leave first!" he hugged the middle-aged man, and the man in black turned and left quickly.

Soon, the man in black turned into a dark shadow and rushed to the sky.

Looking at the fast fading shadow in the high air outside the house, the middle-aged man clenched his hands slightly, and gradually aroused a sinister sneer at the corners of his mouth.

"Just because you want to divide Wuzong with me? Fool!"