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Chapter 1980 Eccentric

The moon and stars are sparse.

In the secret room of the haunted house, everyone left one after another after discussing the business.

From beginning to end, no one took off their mask except Li Ziye.

This is the only guarantee the Li family can give everyone.

The Li family's specially made mask can cover up the aura, so even warriors cannot see the opponent's face under the mask.

This time's plan is different from the past. Everyone's plan is a conspiracy. Once it is exposed, the three Yi tribes will be lucky.

If you don't pay attention, the nine tribes will basically disappear.

So, everyone is so careful.

They believe in the Li family, but that doesn't mean they believe in others.

After everyone left, Xiaosi pushed his young master out of the secret room.

"Little Four."

Sitting on the machine chair, Li Ziye looked at the waning moon in the sky and said softly, "This may be the last game I set up."

"No."

Behind, Xiaosi rarely denied what his young master said, and said firmly, "I believe that this game is just the beginning of the world's new understanding of the young master."

"Go back home first."

Li Ziye closed his eyes and ordered.

"yes!"

Xiao Si took the order and immediately pushed the young master on the machine chair out of the haunted house and rushed towards Li Yuan.

There was no one on the street. It was midnight, and even the watchman was nowhere to be seen.

"Young Master."

At this moment, a figure appeared on the street and saluted respectfully.

"Xuan Ming, long time no see."

On the machine chair, Li Ziye opened his eyes and called out.

"My subordinate is stupid and didn't write down the situation of those hidden piles until now." Xuan Ming replied with an apology on his face.

"It's already very fast."

Li Ziye said with a gentle expression, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the strength of the Li family?"

"Subverting perceptions."

Xuan Ming sighed, "I'm even a little scared, feeling that I can't shoulder this important task."

"Abilities are cultivated."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "There is no one in this world who is omniscient and omnipotent. Don't be in a hurry. Take your time."

While the two were talking, they walked forward together, and soon passed through the secret passage and returned to Li Garden.

In the room, candlelight flickered. Li Ziye poured two cups of tea, pushed the first cup over, and asked, "Among the shadow killers, you are the first person I pay attention to. Do you know why?"

"I don't know, I don't know." Xuan Ming shook his head and replied.

"Because you are ordinary."

Li Ziye said truthfully, "The strength is neither strong nor weak, the success rate of performing tasks is neither high nor low, and even the appearance and martial arts style are so inconspicuous."

"Well."

Xuan Ming looked embarrassed after hearing the words of the young master in front of him, which he didn't know whether they were compliments or taunts.

"Confucianism, there is a person who is very similar to you."

Li Ziye took a sip of tea and said softly, "His name is Wen Xiuru, he is the second disciple of the Confucian sect. He obviously has good martial arts talent and outstanding other abilities, but he has no desires or pursuits. Many times

, you can’t even think of him.”

At this point, Li Ziye put down the tea cup in his hand and continued, "You are better than him. At least, you will still worry about not having enough money."

"Practice martial arts is really expensive." Xuan Ming replied awkwardly.

"I'm not laughing at you when I say this."

Li Ziye said calmly, "On the contrary, these qualities of yours are rare, because you don't have such a strong desire, but you will not be used by others to betray the Li family. As for liking money, it is easier to handle, in the world."

, who can have more money than the Li family?"

"Young Master is overly praised."

Xuan Ming stood in front of the table, took a sip of tea, then put the cup down, determined not to take another sip.

It's not that he's afraid that the young master will poison him, but that he doesn't like drinking tea at all.

Kuduudiu, what’s there to drink!

"Don't run around these days."

Li Ziye looked at the former shadow killer in front of him and said softly, "The decisive battle between us and Emperor Shang has begun. I will use the hidden stakes you have at any time."

"Young Master, there is one thing that I don't understand."

Xuan Ming hesitated for a moment and asked, "I saw many hidden stakes. When they were placed, the young master had not even arrived in the capital. At that time, did the young master think that such a day would happen?"

"Um."

Li Ziye responded calmly, "If you don't have this self-confidence, how can you be called the helmsman of the Li family? Moreover, why do you think there are so many people standing on the boat of the Li family?"

"My subordinate understands."

After hearing the young master's explanation, Xuan Ming nodded and said, "In the next few days, my subordinates will always be by the young master's side and will be available whenever he is called."

"good."

Li Ziye smiled slightly and reminded, "Nanyue's group, Tianzhique is seriously injured. You and his colleagues can go and take a look."

"I'm going to take a look now. Young Master, please rest early. I'm going to leave." Xuan Ming bowed respectfully, then turned and left.

"Young Master."

After Xuan Ming left, Xiao Si spoke up and reminded, "Xuan Ming's cultivation level is likely to surpass Tianzhique."

"oh?"

Li Ziye looked surprised and said, "That's really a good thing."

Killers like Tian Zhique and Xuan Ming, because their swords were slanted, their foundations were not as solid as those of other warriors. When their cultivation reached the late stage of the Five Realms, they stagnated. Not to mention attacking the Divine Realm, they did not even have the chance to reach the top of the Five Realms.

Xuan Ming's cultivation can go further, which shows that he and people like Tian Zhique are not completely unable to aspire to the pinnacle of martial arts.

At the same time.

In a room not far away, Xuan Ming Shen appeared unnoticed. On the bed, Tian Zhique felt something and suddenly opened his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and after a moment, they each looked away.

"Why are you here?" Tian Zhique stood up and asked in confusion.

"Young Master said you were injured, I came over to take a look."

Xuan Ming stepped forward and said with a smile, "It seems that you were really seriously injured. You didn't realize it until I arrived."

"wrong."

Tian Zhique frowned and said, "Although I am injured, it is not to the extent that my perception ability is degraded, right?"

After saying this, Tian Zhique looked at the person in front of him and asked in surprise, "Has your cultivation improved again?"

"A little bit."

Xuan Ming stretched out two fingers to make a gesture, and responded with a smile, "This time when I returned to Yanyu Tower, Mr. Ge gave me some pointers on two moves."

"I'm going to find the young master."

Hearing this, Tian Zhique immediately got out of bed and prepared to go find the young master.

Too biased!

He has been working in the Li family for so long, and Mr. Ge has never given him any advice!

"It's useless for you to go now."

Xuan Ming sat down at the table, and the old god said quietly, "Mr. Ge has been very busy recently and has no time to talk to you. Let's wait a little longer."

"Is Mr. Ge busy?"

Tianzhique asked in surprise, "What else can this old man do besides making sculptures in Diquanwa?"

"Transfer dragon vein."
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