I made plans to conquer the heroine in advance, and the protagonist was dumbfounded!

Li Hao walked around a small forest again and felt something was wrong.

Although he flew here on a sword, he still remembered the general direction.

However, the direction that the disciple of the holy land named "Wu San San" led was not the place in his memory.

"You're courting death." Li Hao narrowed his eyes and stared at the holy land disciple in front of him, but said nothing.

He wanted to see what was going on here.

"You told Ah Cheng not to be too sad, but what happened to his parents?"

One person quickly replied, "Ah Cheng's mother has been poisoned by an animal and is on the verge of death. The Holy Lord has sent a doctor, but he's still missing a medicine."

Today Ah Cheng went to the west cliff to collect herbs. He is silent now, I am afraid he is still sad.

As he spoke, the man sighed, "Ah Cheng is also pitiful. He depends on his mother for everything. Who would have thought that he would be bitten by a level 4 centipede? The poison is too strong."

At this moment, Ah Cheng in front suddenly turned around and said, "Venerable, we are here. This is it."

He lowered his head, and a hideous smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Li Hao raised his eyebrows with a hint of a smile on his face. Where was the shadow of the altar around?

The remaining two disciples of the Holy Land looked confused, looking left and right. "I didn't look carefully along the way. Ah Cheng, did you take the wrong road? We haven't even reached the altar yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two disciples suddenly fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

In front, the disciple who had been silent all this time laughed out loud. Ah Cheng's eyes were red, and a ferocious smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "So, a dignified innate warrior, you didn't expect it, did you?"

"What do you mean by innate warrior? It's really a lie. You're only at the eighth level, too weak."

Li Hao dusted off his hands, sat down on a rock, and sighed, "I just killed the demon king, and you didn't even tremble."

The man said disdainfully: "It's just a demon king, caught in a thunderstorm, nothing to brag about."

Li Hao remained silent.

"So you're a traitor in the Holy Land? Which side are you on?"

The man sneered, "The Holy Land is not worthy of me being a traitor. Of course I killed that loser, otherwise how could I have taken his place and sneaked in?"

Having said that, the man's expression changed, and he suddenly rushed towards Li Hao like a sharp sword, pulled out a gilded dagger from his back, and stabbed Li Hao's chest fiercely.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm going to kill you right here today. Wait until I return to report to you personally!"

"Suffer to death!"

As the tip of the dagger got closer and closer to the target, a ferocious smile appeared on the man's face.

He could fully foresee that as long as he stabbed the target with this knife, he would be rewarded handsomely by the adults in the future.

However, just as the dagger was about to pierce Li Hao's body, Li Hao's aura suddenly burst out.

In an instant, the whole forest was filled with strong winds, and the leaves were rustling in the sudden strong wind.

The man's face suddenly changed, as if he was hit by a hammer. He cried out in pain and was directly overwhelmed by this powerful momentum and knelt in front of Li Hao.

The man's face was filled with fear and panic: "No... Impossible."

How could he not even have a chance to make a move?

"Tell me, who are you?" Li Hao asked coldly, exuding an astonishing aura.

The man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body, kneeling on the ground, seemed to be about to fall down.

But he still held the dagger tightly in his hand, with a strong look of unwillingness on his face.

"If you don't tell me, you will never have the chance to tell me again." Li Hao had no expression on his face. As the space twisted, the Thunder Blade instantly appeared in his hand.