Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 113

"It's about to start over there."

When Li Ji and Zhao Guang brothers stood side by side on the top of the mountain overlooking the evil surrounding Yunmeng Lake, there was also a man on the top of the Qianjin Building in Guiyang City overlooking all living beings.

"Yes," the man in pitch-black soft armor snatched the ground with his head, "the news came from Amin. Although it was five days earlier than scheduled, the siege was still formed smoothly according to the original arrangement."

"It's five days early." The man in black shook his glass of wine, "This little girl runs pretty fast."

"It must be because she wants to marry her long-cherished husband earlier," a white-haired old man was sitting next to the man in black, eating vegetables, and raised his head with a smile at this time, "I heard that she urged the guards to rush all the way and fucked everyone. Got tired."

The old man wiped his mouth, "Woman, it's just so ignorant."

"You can't say that," the man in black smiled and turned his head, his eyes swept over the man on the ground, "This is not an ordinary woman."

The man in black said with a smile, "This is a woman that our Master Xu and General Lang didn't kill."

The old man and the general on the ground froze at the same time, the old man stroked his beard, "Old man..."

However, he didn't finish his sentence, because he found that the man in black in front of him didn't look at him at all, but just looked at the general kneeling on the ground.

The man in soft armor leaned lower, but his voice was very calm, "The lower officials are incompetent."

"How can you be so incompetent?" the man in black smiled, "You are the number one general under Ah Ye, and you can kill heroes of the fourth rank by jumping up the ranks."

The voice of the man on the ground was still dry, "That time was purely accidental, you are too praised."

"Where," the man in black lowered his brows and drank, looked at him and said slowly, "But I didn't expect that our Alan would miss one day."

The man on the ground was silent, but clenched his fists tightly. The man in black looked at him quietly, with a smile on his lips, "You don't have to blame yourself too much, I heard it's because of a strange waiter you met. Tier four?"

The man on the ground was shocked, and then suddenly raised his head to look at the man in black by the window.

"Level four?" The white-haired old man on the side touched his beard and said, "There should not be many people in the palace. What does that person look like? I will check it out for you..."

The man on the ground ignored the old man's words and just stared straight into the eyes of the man in black.

"General Lang, what are you..." The neglected white-haired old man frowned, but at this moment there was only a crisp sound, and the man in black put the wine glass on the table and turned to look at the man kneeling on the ground.

"Even if it's the fourth rank, we shouldn't let our Alan be so embarrassed," the man narrowed his narrow eyes, "it must not be the fourth rank of the former Qin Dynasty, right?"

"My lord, you..." The old man in white had a vein on his forehead when he heard this.

The eyes of the man on the ground opened wider and wider. Seeing him like this, the man in black smiled softly, "Let me guess, the fourth-rank man who blocked you has no face at all, right?"

The pupils of the man on the ground shrank, "You... know him?"

The man in black sat down at the table and looked at the man on the ground leisurely, "Is it a man wearing a bronze mask?"

The man called General Lang nodded quickly, his gaze was like lightning, "In the news from Amin, it was also mentioned that someone seemed to be following them. Although I didn't see the other party's face, I feel that..."

Being able to trace it to such an extent, he instinctively felt that there was a shadow of that bottomless man.

"Really?" The man in black chuckled, "After so many years, he still likes to visit wherever there are many practitioners."

"Look?" The white-haired old man was stunned, "Who is that man..."

"No one knows who he is, where he came from and where he is going," the black-clothed man chuckled, "but that man is quite famous among high-level practitioners, I never thought that you, Alang, would be in the Afang Palace. It was also bad luck to meet Li Ji."

"Li Ji?" The man on the ground repeated word by word, as if he wanted to engrave this name into his heart.

"Don't forget, this is not his real name," the man in black said leisurely, "He claims to be surnamed Li and seldom gives his name. He only calls himself Li Ji when he faces an opponent he really respects, but there is no family with the surname Li on the mainland. recognize him as his son."

"Not one..." General Lang repeated in a daze.

"Prove that his surname is not his real name," the man in black said coldly, "Small households can't produce high-level practitioners, let alone allow them to travel around the world to seek immortality all day long."

"Ask the Immortal?" The man on the ground asked in astonishment, as if he couldn't understand.

"It doesn't look like it, does it?" The man in black laughed, "I don't think he is looking for immortals, but for revenge."

"Seeking revenge?" The man on the ground was even more confused, while the man in black stood up and said with a chuckle, "It's just that ordinary people think that he should seek immortality rather than practice."

"After all, no matter how much he cultivates, it's useless." The man laughed mockingly.

"What is this..." The white-haired old man frowned tightly, "Since this person is in the way, why don't you simply..."

"Get rid of him?" The man in black laughed, while General Lang on the ground punched his chest, "My lord, I wish..."

"What do you want?" The man in black looked at him leisurely, "Haven't you realized the difference between you and him?"

General Lang was stunned for a moment, humiliation appeared in his eyes, "Last time, I was unprepared, and I..."

"I didn't expect Alang to be so impulsive," the man smiled and glanced at him, but the lack of warmth in his eyes made General Lang feel as if he was in an icehouse.

"My lord, the old man is willing to help..."

"Just save yourself," the man in black poured his wine and said with a smile, he glanced at the man on the ground, "If it's really him, don't talk about you, even if your master comes, he will stand back three feet, you know ?"

The man on the ground shook all over, showing the most shocked expression today, and the food in the mouth of the old man next to him fell in response.

"Master..." General Lang stammered, "How could..."

"Have you ever heard of the fourth rank that can never be promoted to the heaven rank?" the man in black smiled and looked at the two of them.

"This is..." The eyes of the old man on the other side suddenly showed a hint of enlightenment.

"Cultivation in this world comes from the Eight Beast Gods, and the advancement of the heavenly ranks requires the guidance of the Beast Gods, otherwise you will go crazy." The man in black smiled enigmatically while drinking.

"Could it be that person..." The white-haired old man suddenly realized, "How come there are still people who choose to practice..."

Choose to practice a genre that cannot be promoted to heaven.

"If he didn't practice that school, the practice world would have killed him long ago." The man said coldly, "You must know that person may not be 20 years old."

"What?" The man on the ground and the old man on the side all stared in astonishment.

"There are still such young fourth ranks in this world?"

"It is said that he was younger than Jimo's youngest son when he advanced to the Divine Dance Realm," the man in black said coldly, "but fortunately he chose that school with no future, otherwise the practice world would not allow a second young Si Ming was born."

Otherwise, no matter how high the price is paid, it will be killed.

Shao Siming, the woman who had brought nightmares to the practice world for more than ten years.

Hearing this name, both General Lang and the white-haired old man trembled.

"Then he left..." General Lang said in astonishment.

"Wind, fire, water and thunder are born out of the four schools of the four gods, and Li Ji follows the school of water law," the man in black smiled lightly, "now that the Azure Dragon God is lost, he can't ascend to the heavenly rank at all. fear."

General Lang and the white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"It's just..." the man in black stared at the liquid in the glass, "In a war without heavenly ranks, don't provoke him. Do you understand?"

"That can be regarded as the strongest level in history." The man said lightly.

"Your official understands." The man on the ground was shocked, but seemed to remember something, looked at the man in front of him with a serious expression, "But my lord, what if this person followed him this time..."

"He won't interfere." The man in black narrowed his eyes, "Li Ji will only watch but not act."

Otherwise, the practice world will still concentrate on killing it.

However, that night in the palace, the man did make a move.But it seems that the hand was moved after the woman spoke.

General Lang on the ground thought, but seeing the expression on the man in black, he didn't dare to say more.

"What's more..." At this moment, the man in black drank the wine in his glass, and with a light force on his fingers, the gold wine glass turned into powder between his fingers.

"After you failed, this time a net was laid," the man in black looked at the man on the ground and smiled, "No matter how many guards there are this time, it won't help."

No one could have imagined that they would use so many practitioners and killers just to save trouble.

Even the heaven ranks can't fight against that number of killers, let alone...

What's more, the princess didn't have any guards at all.

"It's so pitiful," the man shook his head and sighed.

No one knew what crisis the princess was in. No one knew that she was falling into a trap in the country she was in or the country she was going to marry to.

Even Luo Jinxian was powerless to trap such a trap, and dealing with that girl was like killing a chicken with a bull's knife.

He had always been afraid of trouble, so he wanted to see how she could survive.

"That little princess..."

The man said softly.

"You can't escape with your wings."

(End of this chapter)