Instructions?

The Kunlun Mountain warriors present suddenly felt energetic!

The heads were split open.

His face was cut.

Instructions?

This is all humiliating, right?

"Saint Lord... This is not the Holy Lord! Why is the face below so pale?" Someone spoke first.

Some of them have also met the Holy Lord.

Even if I haven't seen it before, I've seen it just now.

But two faces?

Everyone understands people.

The matter of stealing the day and changing the day has not been gone.

"It turns out that the Holy Lord supported by the Leng family is fake!"

"As sure as I guessed, the Leng family wanted to use the Holy Lord to order the alliances!"

"cheat!"

Anger and dissatisfaction spread rapidly!

"Thief, how dare I ruin my good deeds!"

Leng Han drew his sword with his right hand and slashed forward!

clang!

The long sword cuts the wooden table into two pieces!

But Du Jinghong disappeared.

Only one black cloth shirt was left.

"Search!" Leng Han was shaking all over, and his teeth were chewing: "Today I just flip through the snow in Kunlun! I have to catch people!"

Click!

He cut the pillar beside him into two pieces with a sword!

Out of breath!

"Who dares to reveal a word about what happened today? I will kill him!" Leng Han held the sword and walked to the center step by step, shouting: "Did you hear it?"

"clear!"

Kunlun warriors had weak legs and cold sweat on their heads.

"It's true or false..." Leng Yuexin said to herself, losing her mind for a moment.

It seems that the perverted man did not lie.

If that's the case...

Leng Yuexin glanced at Leng Han and had such an idea for the first time.

...

"Is the Holy Lord dead?"

Li Shier picked up the wine glass, clinked Ji Wuchen, and smiled and said, "I'm very curious, who did this."

"Maybe it's your friend." Ji Wuchen picked up a peanut and chewed it while drinking: "Otherwise, who can leave after killing someone on Kunlun Mountain?"

"Not caught?" Li Shier became even more curious.

There are such interesting people in the world.

"Doing good things without leaving a name, there are really not many such people these days!"

After hearing him say it, Ji Wuchen was a little surprised: "Didn't you arrange someone or your friend do it?"

As soon as something happened in Kunlun Mountain, Ji Wuchen got the news.

He slept in Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of years, but it was not in vain.

The Medicine King Valley has been there for hundreds of years, so naturally I also know some friends.

It was these people who quietly sent news to Yun Chengfeng after leaving the Leng family.

"Me?" Li Shier pointed at himself and shook his head and said, "Stop kidding, I still have friends? I only have enemies. But I am also quite curious about who did this today."

Can be in the Leng family's mansion, an important place in Kunlun Mountain!

In front of Leng Han, he cut open the head of the fake saint, and tore the mask that Tang Zhi prepared.

But he escaped unscrupulously!

Buzz!

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

As expected.

It was a message from Tang Zhi.

No one was found.

The simple four words made Li Shier even more curious.

Fairy Ye couldn't find the clue, obviously there was something wrong.

"Now that the Fake Holy Lord is dead, what are your plans?" Ji Wuchen leaned on the chair and spoke tiredly: "The Fake Holy Lord is dead, your plan has also been ruined."

According to the original plan, Li Shier planned to kill the fake lord and replace him when Leng Han supported the fake lord and Nan Shanhan and others fought fiercely.

But now, the false Holy Lord is dead.

"What they need is the name of the Holy Lord, not the perfect way to make it." Li Shier pointed to the wine glass in front of him and said, "There is no wine."

Ji Wuchen glanced at him resentfully and filled the wine glass.

"The plan of Kunlun Mountain will not change anything. Now it seems that Leng Han is very likely to face the undead tribe and replace the emperor."

Li Shier drank it all, shook his head helplessly: "I overestimate my own abilities. How can he compare to the power of the emperor?"

It was not easy for the emperor to be suppressed in the toilet back then.

In Li Shier's heart, he could be considered an opponent.

"Is there any news from the Gods and Buddhas in the West Sea?" Ji Wuchen suddenly asked.

According to the plan, Jiangling, who was pretending to be a god in the West Sea, was next to Sima Wuji.

"Wait." Li Shier looked at the Sky-Breaking Knife in his hand, then took out the "Caitian Book" and looked at the outlines on it.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

at the same time.

Yongcheng.

This city was baptized by war and killed by the undead tribes, and has long lost its vitality as before.

The capital of sin has a population of seven out of ten.

Only less than 30% of the people are left to live here.

The former city lord's mansion was in ruins and even birds were unwilling to shit.

Two figures flashed by.

Disappeared in the city lord's mansion.

After confirming that the figure was not discovered, he opened the door to a room in the city lord's mansion and pushed open the wall!

Walk into the secret room!

"Zhu, can it work?" Xiao Long looked around vigilantly.

"We have spent so much effort, isn't it today that we are waiting for?" Wen Jingzhu carried a small dagger and walked through the narrow passage and entered the dark room.

The coffin is still there.

Soul-Suppressing Coffin!

As if he heard footsteps, the person in the coffin opened his eyes slightly.

"Come again?" The man lying in the soul-suppressing coffin and his extremely pale face spoke weakly: "It's been so many years since I gave up. If I had spoken, I would have said a long time ago."

He turned his head and happened to see Wen Jingzhu and Xiao Long, and then closed his eyes.

Get used to it.

"I want to talk to you." Wen Jingzhu stood in front of the soul-suppressing coffin with her hands behind her back. Looking at the pale undead man inside, who was also the former lord of Yongcheng City, she said, "Tell me, who asked you to come."
To be continued...