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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eighth Chapter Boss

"What a pity, I still couldn't see it. Your sword move is twenty-three." Seeing Li Yang coming back, Wu Ming said deliberately regretfully.

Upon hearing this, Li Yang felt panicked, thinking that this old guy could see his own reality.

But when Wu Ming was just verbally tempted and did not move further, Li Yang breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be as secretive as he was, and said, "You will see it sooner or later."

"I hope that at that time, this move is not for me." Wu Ming said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Li Yang smiled.

This topic of implicitly wise things is revealed and won’t be mentioned.

"Have you arrived?" Li Yang asked instead.

"I have arranged everything as your old man told me long ago." Wu Ming said sarcastically, with some dissatisfaction on his face.

Li Yang's plan made him very moved, so he directly overturned his original plan and acted according to Li Yang's plan.

However, Li Yang's plan was too large and he had to mobilize too many manpower resources. According to Wu Ming's idea, the more this time, the more we should proceed steadily. We must not be greedy for quick progress. However, Li Yang was abnormal and tried his best to strive for speed. He was arranged in every link and was dazzled. He was almost done at the same time, without any room for breathing, which was like crazy.

If it weren't for sure that Li Yang was mentally fine, Wu Ming would have left Li Yang aside and acted alone.

"Since you're ready, what are you waiting for?" Li Yang has not sat down since he appeared and has to continue to the next step.

I'm not in a hurry at this age, I really don't know what this kid is in a hurry?

Could it be that he is dying of a terminal illness?

Wu Ming thought maliciously, and naturally it would not appear on the surface. He raised his hand and slapped his palms twice.

A person immediately walked in outside the door.

Coarse linen, with a public face, a medium figure, a person who looks very ordinary.

"Don't look at him like this, he was a famous dog husband in the world back then. Under the wanted by the court, he disguised himself as a dog and escaped. By the way, he also practiced bone shrinkage to the extreme." When Wu Ming spoke, he deliberately looked at Li Yang. Although he did not show it on his face, his tone was somewhat showing off.

Being able to recruit such geniuses is itself a kind of ability.

Li Yang nodded and looked at the dog husband, "Please trouble you."

The Dogman slapped his chest confidently, "There is no way to tell whether the truth is true or false when the Taoist chauji comes."

Li Yang sat down.

The Dogman opened the treasure bag he carried with him and took out a human skin mask with slight hands.

Li Yang has been in the world for a day or two, and he has experienced one or two martial arts worlds. He has seen many human skin masks, but he has never seen such thin human skin masks in front of him. They can shine in the sun, and are extremely exquisite.

This is no longer a human skin mask, but a work of art!

"This human skin mask was printed from Mu Dao Ren's face, which is definitely exactly the same as Mu Dao Ren's face, and is not bad at all."

"The biggest loophole of the human skin mask is that the face is stiff after being applied to it. My human skin mask is as thin as a cicada's wings, which can present a human expression to the greatest extent. Even if you sweat, sweat will seep through the mask, which will make others look more realistic."

"I will use a special potion to stick this human skin mask to your face. If you want to take it off, you must use my potion."

...The Dog Langjun pinched a corner of his thumb and index finger with his left and right hands, stretched out the human skin mask, and proudly introduced his human skin mask, while also instructing Li Yang to use the bone shrinkage technique to fine-tune the face bone.

The ultimate human skin mask craftsmanship, coupled with Li Yang's perfect bone shrinking skill, soon Li Yang disappeared, and replaced by a wooden Taoist man with a fairy-like style.

"It's so perfect!" The Dog Langjun clapped and exclaimed.

Li Yang stood up, changed into the Taoist robe that had been prepared, took the Mu Taoist sword seized in the battle of the valley, and then took another Taoist priest's head, looked at the brand new self in the mirror, smiled with satisfaction, said, "I'll go, go," and then walked away with a meteor.

"It's my turn this time." Wu Ming sighed.

He really didn't want to be so fast, just like this time, he rushed to the border all the way, without riding a horse along the way, and rushed with his light skills. He exhausted several times on the way, and was as tired as a dead dog.

Now, after the Western Demon Sect was solved, I had to run back with light skills again without stopping.

While he was rushing, other arrangements were not idle, and they were all in synchronization.

For example, Gong Jiu left the mansion in the name of missing his father and went to take up his position next to King Taiping. He just waited for himself to kill Queen Taiping, and attacked nearby, took over King Taiping's military power in one fell swoop, and finally led his troops northward.

The people on the island were also rushing to the Central Plains and sneaking into the capital, waiting for him and Li Yang to take action together after returning to Beijing.

He also divided some people to secretly contact the remaining party of King Pingnan and to find a prince named Prince Nanping.

It's a pity that Wu Ming never heard of such a prince.

However, the imperial court has been established for nearly two hundred years, and there are countless kings and princes enfeoffed. Wu Ming was worried that he had missed it, so he sent someone to find it.

According to Li Yang, we must unite all forces that can be united...

The huge financial and material resources he has accumulated over the years are consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye in this arrangement one by one.

Wu Ming felt that even if this action was successful, he would probably be exhausted and only half his life would be left.

But for some reason, he didn't feel tired, but instead felt full of energy, as if he had just returned to his youth.

It was precisely because of this that Wu Ming was willing to give up the command of this operation and allowed Li Yang to issue orders.

"Anyway, I will be the one who benefits in the end."

"Anyway, Li Yang will die in the end."

"There can only be one person who will sit on that throne and enjoy victory in the end."

...A fierce light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, which was extremely inconsistent with his kind old man's face. He looked so close that he was disguised as Wu Ming. His heart was nervous, his hands were trembling, and he almost missed the human skin mask on Wu Ming's forehead.

Let’s look at Li Yang again.

After leaving the house, he left the town directly.

Outside the town, the people of the Western Demon Cult who were originally here disappeared. The town that finally recovered from peace was broken by the second group of people.

These people were all wearing cloaks and hats on their heads. They were covered in dust and drove on horses. The sound of horse hooves was urgent and fierce, and they were fierce.

People in the town thought it was a horse thief. They just calmed down because the Western Demon Sect left, so they raised their minds again, closed the windows and locked the doors, hiding money and hiding people. So when these people rode their horses into the town, they saw this scene:

The streets and alleys were empty. Looking around, they were all empty. I don’t know which lamb who had no time to take away was standing alone at the intersection, looking up at the uninvited guests.

"What's going on in this town? You can't see anyone?"

"It's not right."

"It's a bit abnormal, please be careful."

...This group of people was a little panicked.

Slow down the horse speed, stared carefully around, and reached the destination.

It was the place where the Western Demon Sect gathered before.

They suddenly stopped.

Because in front, they did not see the expected person, but instead saw a sword stuck on the ground. Next to the sword was an old Taoist priest with fairy spirit, alone, cross-legged and closed his eyes, as if he was taking a nap.

"It's Mu Dao Ren."

"Go away, go away."

"Shhh, be gentle."

...These people were like little ghosts who saw the King of Hell. The momentum of the horse just now disappeared. They shrank their heads one by one, held their breath, did not dare to speak, turned their heads, and wanted to retreat quietly like this.

"Where are you going?" Li Yang opened his eyes suddenly.

Everyone was shocked and dared not move.

They are just a group of outlaws, each of whom has either murder or is wanted and hunted down, which is unwilling tolerate by righteous people.

And now Mu Taoist, who can be called the leader of the righteous path, is right in front of him, how can they not be afraid?

Fortunately, each of them put on makeup and changed their appearance. Everyone even had an open identity. As long as they deal with it carefully and avoid the current disaster, it should not be difficult.

The leader quickly dismounted, bowed and apologized, and said in fear: "The villain did not know that Master Mu was here. He lost his etiquette. He deserved to die. You should keep resting. The villain will take people away now and dare not disturb Master Zhu's rest again."

As he said that, he immediately asked the others to leave.

Li Yang was still sitting on the ground without moving, and a sentence floated out of his mouth, "I have been gathering you all the way, are you leaving like this?"

Everyone turned their heads and then turned around in shock.

The leader even pointed at Li Yang, shocked, "Are you?"

"Not bad." Li Yang stood up from the ground and said loudly:
Chapter completed!
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