"Dragon Knight?"
Yang Guo was slightly startled, and so was Lu Liding and his wife. They thought to themselves that this kind of strange name, the eighth floor was the Daoist name of Young Master Ye. Young Master Ye was really an otherworldly expert, even his Daoist name was so fresh and refined.
However, they did not know that the Dragon Knight Ye Wudao was referring to was Xiao Longnu's dragon. It was a dragon that rode on a horse. Cough, cough. This scene was too beautiful. It hurt the eyes.
Yang Guo bowed and said,"Benefactor, Yang Guo is leaving. Benefactor, take care."”
Ye Wudao smiled and waved his hand."Let's go, let's go. Life isn't just about the present, but also about the distance. Ah, pui, there's still poetry and distance.”
Yang Guo didn't say anything more and silently turned around to leave.
This turn of events was two different worlds. From then on, there was one less Condor Hero in Jianghu and one more Wudao Demon King.
Looking at Yang Guo's back as he left, Ye Wudao's lips curled into a satisfied smile.
"What's so bad about being an ordinary person? At least you don't have to suffer such a miserable loss of an arm, and you don't have to suffer so much sorrow. Yang Guo, you can just be a soy sauce in peace. Leave the task of maintaining world peace to me.”
Bang!
Suddenly, a deafening sound came from the distance. It seemed that the door had been blown open, and the entire Lu Residence shook.
" Who made such a big commotion? Damn it, I was scared to death…"
Ye Wudao was not in a good mood.
In the next moment, a sentimental and bitter poem spread through every corner of the Lu Residence. It entered everyone's ears and shocked everyone's hearts.
" What is love in the world? It teaches people to love each other in life and death…Joy, pain, and even more infatuated children…You should say something, like the clouds in the sky and the snow on the mountains…"
These words contained internal energy, making everyone's ears buzz. They felt dizzy and even had difficulty breathing.
Hearing this iconic poem, Ye Wudao's eyes narrowed. He immediately remembered the identity of the person who had come. He clenched his fists and was shocked."Li Mochou, what a powerful internal energy!”
When Lu Liding heard these poems, he panicked like a mouse seeing a cat. Madam Lu's face turned pale. She was scared out of her wits and looked completely at a loss.
"Li Mochou! Li Mochou is here!"
"Master, what should we do? What should we do?"
"Oh no, Shuang 'er and Cheng Ying are still in the front hall. Please don't get killed.”
When Fairy Chi Lian charged into the house, Lu Liding and Madam Lu were at a loss. They suddenly thought of their daughter at home and rushed to the front hall in panic. They even forgot to say goodbye to Ye Wudao.
Ye Wudao couldn't help but shake his head as he watched Lu Liding and his wife run away in panic.
Lu Liding did not have the demeanor of an expert who was unperturbed. He had not even seen Li Mochou, but he was already panicking. A minor character was a minor character. With his temperament and determination, he was destined to be mediocre.
Ye Wudao thought that if he wasn't here, the Lu family would have been destroyed by Li Mochou just like in the original novel.
At this moment, a blazing fire rose from the western sky. Li Mochou must have set the house on fire. It was very obvious in the dark night. The sound of swords and knives could be heard in the night wind, as well as the screams of the servants before they died. Clearly, the extermination of the family had begun.
Ye Wudao remained calm and said indifferently,""Li Gui, let's go and take a look at this viper-like beauty. Tsk tsk tsk, if we're talking about seniority, she'll have to call me brother-in-law.”
"As you command, my master."
Wu Santong said stiffly.
Ye Wudao's expression was calm as he gently waved his folding fan along the way. He passed through the long corridor of the lotus pond and rushed towards the place where the fire was.
The fire was in the backyard. Ye Wudao had just arrived when he saw two corpses. Both of them were wearing gray clothes. One look and he could tell that they were servants of the Lu family.
Ye Wudao squatted beside the corpse and observed it carefully. He immediately made a discovery.
" The blood is still wet, which means that they died not long ago. They were killed with two swords, not one. It seems that Li Mochou didn't do it, and Li Mochou didn't use a sword.”
Thinking of this, Ye Wudao's eyes lit up. He smiled faintly and said,""If I'm not wrong, the one who committed murder and arson should be Li Mochou's disciple, Hong Lingbo.”
At this moment, the north side was also ablaze with raging flames. Ye Wudao stood up and climbed up a tree beside him. He looked down at half of the Lu Residence and locked his eyes on the north. As expected, he saw the person who set the fire.
"Malicious Ghost, follow me."
He jumped down from the tree, picked up the iron sword on the ground, and rushed north with Wu Santong.
Ye Wudao had already opened up the Yin Heel Meridian and Yang Heel Meridian. After opening up the two extraordinary meridians, his overall strength had greatly improved, and his lightness skill had also reached a rough level. He walked briskly and soon arrived at the northern courtyard.
The north courtyard was a stable with a lot of fodder piled up. At this moment, the fire was burning brightly, as if it was daytime. When Ye Wudao arrived, he saw a girl in an apricot yellow Daoist robe standing between the two stables.
The young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He held a torch in his hand and had a long sword stuck in his back. The red tassel of the sword fluttered in the air. Her skin was snow-white. At this moment, it was reflected in the fire. It was really fair and red, and she was very beautiful.
She threw the torch on the stable and immediately lit up the grass. Tonight, the Lu Residence was ablaze. It must have been her masterpiece.
" Hehe, I say, Hong Lingbo." Ye Wudao held a sword in his right hand and walked out with a smile."Aren't you afraid of wetting the brick bed?”
Ye Wudao's sudden appearance gave Hong Lingbo a fright.
" Who is it?!" Hong Lingbo turned around abruptly and immediately saw Ye Wudao and Wu Santong beside him.
Hong Lingbo was Li Mochou's disciple. She had been ordered to set fire to this place, wanting to burn the Lu Manor to the ground. Just now, a servant had tried to stop her, but she had killed him with two swords.
At this moment, she saw Ye Wudao suddenly appear with a sharp weapon in his hand, seemingly trying to stop her. Moreover, she heard Ye Wudao's frivolous words, so she naturally wouldn't treat him well.
Swoosh--
Hong Lingbo drew the long sword on his back and stabbed straight at Ye Wudao's heart.
Ye Wudao was no longer the same as before. Not only had he learned the Nine Swords of Quanzhen, he had also trained the Single Solar Finger to the ninth level. Moreover, he had also unlocked two mysterious scriptures. Whether it was his internal energy or his sword technique, they had both improved significantly. Even though Hong Lingbo's martial arts were not bad, he was not Ye Wudao's match.
Ye Wudao's iron sword shook slightly, and the tip of the sword was dotted with cold stars. When he used Night Rain, it instantly enveloped half of his opponent's body.
"Quanzhen Sword Technique! Are you a disciple of Quan Zhen Sect?" Hong Lingbo's expression was solemn, not daring to underestimate Ye Wudao anymore.
Ye Wudao's iron sword moved fast and slow, and he smiled."Hehe, in terms of seniority, you have to call me uncle.”
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