Master Li Faka

Li Yitong opened his eyes in the darkness, suffering from insomnia.

On the first day Huang Tingting left, I missed her...cough.

Turning over as if to cover up, Li Yitong stared straight at the roof of the inn with starry eyes.

She didn't want to close her eyes, as soon as she closed her eyes, she would unexpectedly outline a certain figure in the darkness in front of her eyes.

Ever since Huang Tingting received the news from Wanxiu League, she seemed to be in a very urgent situation. She packed up that day and rushed to Wanxiumeng from the teleportation array passing by the city.

Li Yitong rejected Huang Tingting's proposal to keep the spiritual car, packed lightly, and rushed to Wanxiu City along the map left by Huang Tingting, where he made an appointment to meet Huang Tingting.

The map of Xiujie is still very useful, and there is a trace of Huang Tingting's spiritual power attached to it, which can always guide Li Yitong in the direction, reducing her trouble in identifying the map.

Huang Tingting left her the last few doses of medicine, and told her to finish them before leaving, so she stayed in the city for another day, just in time to buy some clothes.

While spreading his thoughts, Li Yitong felt sleepy at last, and fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, we finally officially set off.

Li Yitong changed into a neat and unrestrained white dress, used a thousand machines to change his appearance, flew with the sword, and the wind howled all the way, but it was very fast.

According to this speed, after another half a month, they will almost reach Wanxiu City. At that time, Huang Tingting should have already finished dealing with the matter.

While thinking about seeing Huang Tingting again, Li Yitong hummed a song in a good mood.

However, such a good mood disappeared after she suddenly felt a little top-heavy.

...have a fever?

Li Yitong tried the temperature of his forehead, it seemed a little hot.

But it’s not right, myself, a dignified Venus warrior, Wuxin leader, with all kinds of glittering titles can knock people down, how could I have a fever?

After struggling for another distance, as the symptoms of dizziness became more and more serious, Li Yitong finally admitted helplessly that he really seemed to have a fever.

If it continues to develop like this, it might happen that when Yu Jian loses his mind, he will fall down.

Shaking his head and finding the nearest city on the map, Li Yitong cheered up and flew over.

After half an hour, Li Yitong had already arrived at the gate of the organization city.

...Why, there is a portrait of yourself pasted at the gate of the city? !

I saw a very conspicuous portrait of "Wuxin Cult Master" under the three big characters "Organization City".

I have no objection if you hang it, but can you make it look better?

Li Yitong sighed deeply, the person who drew the picture must be drawing with a ghost, otherwise, besides the handsome black clothes, why don't the facial features on his face look different?And that Wuxin sword was drawn... Li Yitong looked down at the Wuxin sword under his feet, and once again lamented that this painter is so soulful.

Although there was an urge to let go of Yi Rong and see if he would be arrested, Li Yitong put away his thoughts of death and entered the city, planning to find an inn to rest.

Because of his previous experience in the puppet domain, and because he felt much better after landing, Li Yitong did not choose the inn closest to the gate of the city, but planned to walk into the city.

Unexpectedly, there are quite a lot of interesting stalls in the city. Li Yitong wandered around and finally reached the teleportation point in the center of the city.

Looking at the aura that had already turned into clouds on the teleportation array, Li Yitong stood far away and did not play with fire - Huang Tingting's identity as a wanted criminal is really not exaggerated, no, the portrait is still hanging outside the city gate!If you accidentally stepped in and exposed your identity, it would be really bad for a while. If Tingtingsang was involved, the crime would be even greater.

Turning his gaze, Li Yitong saw the plaque hanging on the teleportation point, with the words "Organization City Teleportation Point" written on it. It was obvious that the words "Organization City outside the city gate" were not written by the same person.

Even if Li Yitong didn't know calligraphy, he could still see that the words "Teleportation Point" were clearly written much better, with smooth charm and elegant brushwork, but without losing character.

How should I put it, two words can describe it, beautiful.

Li Yitong liked it no matter how he saw it, and he couldn't stop thinking about it. He copied the strokes of the character in his heart, then silently recalled Huang Tingting's character, compared it with the font in front of him, and smiled.

Sorry, Tingtingsang!

"Although your handwriting is beautiful, it's still a little bit more beautiful..."

Li Yitong's whisper happened to be heard by the passer-by, who looked at Li Yitong in disbelief, and said, "What are you shrinking? This is written by the leader himself, of course it looks good!"

Ok?

Li Yitong didn't react, and asked, "Leader? What leader?"

The woman seemed startled by Li Yitong's ignorance, rolled her eyes, and said, "Who else is there? President Huang!" After finishing speaking, regardless of Li Yitong's expression, she stepped into the teleportation formation, and disappeared suddenly up.

The power of this sentence seems to be as real as it is, and Li Yitong was shocked to take two steps back.

This word, this word, was written by Huang Mengzhu

The teleportation points of each main city are supervised by the Wanxiu League, so the inscription is the leader of the Wanxiu League, Huang Tingting Huang?

so......

Li Yitong's mind suddenly flashed the dagger on the Huacheng carriage, the dagger with the word "Ting" neatly engraved on it.

So was that dagger given to Huang Tingting by someone?

No wonder she didn't even want to put the storage ring in it, she wanted a precious personal collection... Is that someone very important to her?

It sure is.

It couldn't be her parents or friends, because giving this kind of crap, with that kind of crap written on it, anyone could tell that that crap guy is interested in Huang Tingting!

Therefore, Huang Tingting must also like that person...

So there is a boyfriend, Tingtingsang.

Li Yitong only felt that the negative state that was forcibly suppressed by herself began to surge up in waves, chest tightness, dizziness, and weakness of limbs. If she expressed it in a game way, black bubbles must have started to appear on her body now.

Dazed, he found a restaurant and sat down, Li Yitong didn't know how he ordered all the dishes.

During the entire ordering process, the waiter in the shop looked at her with a ghostly expression on his face. She restrained herself again and again, and finally she didn't lose her composure and yell.

What are you looking at? !Have you ever seen someone's face turn pale when they are sick? !

A pot of hot tea came up, Li Yitong filled a cup and drank it all in one go, but still felt his fingertips tremble.

The drinkers at the next table were bragging wildly, which disturbed her even more.

"Hey, on this day a year ago, on the street of Organization City, guess who I met?"

Li Yitong was too lazy to even raise his eyes, as soon as he heard that the man had drunk too much.

But the man's voice was so loud that he deliberately wanted to attract the attention of the entire restaurant.

Someone actually cooperated: "Who is it?"

"Wuxin leader - Li Yitong!"

There was an uproar in the teahouse, and there was the sound of tables and chairs being pushed.

After a while, everyone cheered, and someone shouted: "Go on, Young Master Ye, what's the matter? You didn't pee your pants because of her scare, did you?"

"How could it be possible? She was scared by my Ye Ye and peed on her pants!"

The laughter of the crowd was even louder, and those who knew it mercilessly said: "Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng, we don't know you yet? Every time I drink too much, I have to talk about it. There is always no point in talking about it." Evidence, I'm afraid you really saw that female devil in Wuxinjiao, and you were so scared that you couldn't even speak, so you can only call Dad!"

The man named Ye Cheng was provoked, smelled of alcohol, and shouted, "Don't you believe it, Grandpa took her down within three moves, and also confiscated her Wuxin sword!"

Someone gloated and said, "Really, Young Master Ye! Where is the sword? No - the one hanging around your waist is it!"

Ye Cheng was furious, and he went up to beat that person. Some fought, and some tried to persuade him to fight. For a while, the tavern was noisy and chaotic.

Li Yitong only thought that what they said was deaf to his ears, and casually glanced at Ye Cheng's waist. The sword was dilapidated, even the spirit stone inlaid on it was broken, and it looked like a commoner.

The chaos in the tavern disturbed people's minds, and Li Yitong didn't have the mood to eat—it's better to say that she had reached a certain level and didn't need to eat. She was fooled into ordering food by the waiter just now when she was in a trance.

Got up to leave, but there was a new wave over there.

"Hey, it's useless for you to fight like this. Wan Xiumeng is about to start the third operation to eliminate Wuxinjiaogou. The first target is that lost dog Li Yitong. Young Master Ye, if you dare, go to that operation to prove it to us Wouldn't it be enough for a while?"

Ye Cheng's face was cloudy, his lips trembled, but he didn't speak.

Li Yitong lightly pressed the back of his hand against his forehead that was already in pain, and smiled mockingly.

Xiao Xiao, who can only show off her power with her mouth, is too dirty even to draw a sword.

However, if she really dared to participate in that kind of campaign, she wouldn't mind teaching them how to behave.

Thinking of this, Li Yitong walked straight out without stopping.

Then Ye Cheng yelled sternly amidst the laughter of the crowd: "Grandpa didn't go because grandpa was afraid, but because that bullshit leader of Wanxiu League and that devil leader of Wuxin Sect had colluded with each other in private! Otherwise, the first Why didn’t the lord of the purge show up? I think that Huang is just pretending, maybe she used some shady tricks to become the lord—ah!!!”

Ye Cheng couldn't finish his sentence, because he was poured a pot of hot tea over his head and face, and his hot hands danced wildly.

After carelessly wiping the tea leaves from his face, Ye Cheng drew his sword directly under the double stimulation of pain and alcohol, and shouted: "Who? Who did it——"

"I did it." Li Yitong stood in front of Ye Cheng with a face as indifferent as ice, the tip of the Wuxin sword in his hand was bright.

The sword in Ye Cheng's hand broke in two at this moment, and fell to the ground with a "dang".

For a while, the tavern was silent.

Faced with Li Yitong's aggressive aura, Ye Cheng's arrogant face was crushed away, his body softened and he knelt down, his expression twisted, and he said in a trembling voice: "The hero, spare me..."

Li Yitong didn't move the tip of his sword, and sneered.

"Ye, when will you pay back the money you owe me?"

"Ah? I..." Ye Cheng just wanted to explain that he saw the other party for the first time, but Li Yitong's sword stuck to his neck, and he had a flash of inspiration between life and death, and he tremblingly cooperated: "Yes, I'll pay it back now, I'll pay it back now!"

As he spoke, he took out the money bag on his body, lowered his head, and offered it with both hands.

Li Yitong thought it was dirty, so she didn't take it with her hands, but picked up the purse with the tip of the sword, but unexpectedly, the other party took advantage of her moving the Wuxin sword away, murmured twice, and summoned a golden light to stab it!

He is not a martial artist, but a metal spiritual cultivator!

This move was extremely sudden and as fast as lightning, I don't know how many times he used this move to turn defeat into victory.

Suddenly, Li Yitong knew that he couldn't dodge it, so he didn't dodge or dodge, and raised his hand and drew his sword.

The dazzling golden brilliance disappeared when touched by the sword. After a moment of confrontation, Li Yitong stood there intact, with the corner of his clothes motionless, and the sword was faintly streaked with blood, but Ye Cheng had already collapsed, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. No longer able to resist.

Picking up Ye Cheng's purse to the shopkeeper of the restaurant, Li Yitong put away his sword and walked out of the door. The people in the restaurant who were still chaotic just now were silent and made way for her.