Wang Yuyan could be considered a good girl. However, this time, she actually wanted to leave on her own for a man. She was also considered very impressive.
As for A'Zhu and A'Bi, these two women, they also left with Wang Yuyan.
Luo Haodong secretly watched as the three women left, and a smile appeared on his face.
It would be much safer if the three women left by boat. They did not have to worry about anything happening.
After all, in the original novel of Demigods, A'Zhu and A'Bi had encountered some trouble here. Fortunately, Duan Yu saved them.
However, now that they had left on their own, it was much simpler. There was no need for him to take action.
Thinking of this, Luo Haodong became even more interested in Mrs. Wang, Li Qingluo!
After all, he had yet to meet Madam Wang, Li Qingluo.
And unlike Wang Yuyan, Luo Haodong had a good impression of her, so he wouldn't do anything to her.
However, it was not so good for Li Qingluo!
Luo Haodong knew this woman too well. She was a fierce woman!
The woman in the original novel was a typical pervert who would turn others into fertilizer at any time.
Luo Haodong would not be polite to such a person.
After Wang Yuyan and the others left, Luo Haodong snuck into Mantuo Villa alone and began to look for Li Qingluo.
At this moment, Luo Haodong could guess that Li Qingluo was probably in the Langhuan Jade Cave.
Because Luo Haodong's newly revised version of the Eight Heavenly Dragons had said that Jiu Mozhi's Minor Non-Phase Method was inherited from the Langhuan Jade Cave of Mantuo Villa.
Therefore, Luo Haodong felt that Li Qingluo was very likely to be in the Langhuan Jade Cave.
Luo Haodong decided to head to the Langhuan Jade Cave to search.
This place was actually not difficult to find in Mantuo Villa. In less than an hour, Luo Haodong found it.
At this moment, Luo Haodong easily sneaked in.
The jade cave was filled with scriptures. Luo Haodong's figure swayed as he walked in.
Not long after, Luo Haodong saw two people between bookshelves.
One of them was a woman in her forties. Her appearance was 70% to 80% similar to Wang Yuyan's. She was a peerless beauty.
Luo Haodong could recognize this woman at first sight. She must be Li Qingluo.
As for the other person, Luo Haodong saw that he had a head full of silver hair, but he had a youthful face and white hair. He was handsome and handsome, but because he was a little old, he looked a little strange.
"Looks like this person should be Ding Chunqiu!”
Luo Haodong instantly identified the person. He was the famous Star Constellation Eccentric Ding Chunqiu, Li Qingluo's godfather!
At this moment, Luo Haodong's hands were itching. He really wanted to see Ding Chunqiu's martial arts!
At this moment, Ding Chunqiu was holding a book. That book was a secret manual of the Minor Non-Phase Method. It seemed like he wanted to teach Li Qingluo how to cultivate it.
Li Qingluo's aptitude was obviously not up to standard with her daughter's, so it would be even more difficult to cultivate the Minor Non-Phase Method.
Otherwise, if she had succeeded in her cultivation, Li Qingluo would have already had enough martial arts and become very powerful.
However, these two people did not know that they were going to be in trouble today.
"This Minor Non-Phase Method is really difficult…"
However, before she could finish her sentence, Li Qingluo's body suddenly went numb and she could not move.
At this moment, Luo Haodong appeared behind Li Qingluo.
Needless to say, Luo Haodong had just sealed Li Qingluo's acupuncture points.
"Who is it? Of course, it's the people who are dealing with you!"
Luo Haodong really wanted to see how strong this Ding Chunqiu was. He pointed his finger and attacked the current Ding Chunqiu.
This should be the Yi Yang Finger of the Duan Clan of Dali. Ding Chunqiu was shocked to see that the opponent's finger technique was exquisite. He hurriedly waved his palm to block it.
Ding Chunqiu's martial arts was considered a first-class expert in the martial arts world. He was even more powerful than Murong Fu. However, when faced with the Yi Yang Finger Divine Art, he was already sweating profusely after dealing with it for a few moves.
At the same time, Ding Chunqiu really wanted the other party's internal strength to be very strong, even stronger than his.
Although he had a lot of poisons, other than the Great Art of Energy Conversion, the other poisons could only be used against people with weaker internal energy than him.
At the same time, the other party's One Solar Finger exerted force in the air, rendering his martial art useless.
Li Qingluo was terrified. She had never thought that someone would strike her acupoints. At the same time, she couldn't even speak. Moreover, the soundproofing effect of this exercise was very good. Now that she could still speak, no one would be able to hear her even if she screamed until her throat was broken.
After all, in order to prevent anyone from stealing the secret manual, Li Qingluo had never allowed outsiders to approach the place. Even the people in Mantuo Villa, except Wang Yuyan, were not allowed to approach the place. Those who violated the rules would be killed without mercy.
Because of this, no matter how much Li Qingluo shouted or how intense the fight was, no one could hear her.
For a moment, Li Qingluo complained bitterly. On the one hand, she was afraid that Ding Chunqiu could not defeat this person because this person's martial arts seemed to be very powerful.
In this way, Li Qingluo could only resign herself to fate.
On the other side, Ding Chunqiu and Luo Haodong were also fighting bitterly.
He already knew that this person's martial arts was above his own. Although he would not be defeated in a short time, if he was alone here, the situation would be very unfavorable and he would only fall into a disadvantage.
However, he couldn't get close to this person, and he couldn't use the power transformation technique at all. This couldn't help but make Ding Chunqiu feel extremely painful.
However, Ding Chunqiu did not know that the most painful thing had just begun…
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