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The next day, in the hotel.

Li Changkong opened his eyes from his bed.

He took out his phone and opened his V-blog.

There was no suspense.

His incident last night was once again at the top of the popularity rankings!

A shocking secret! In the Dragon River Case, Wu Xueyan was a malicious ghost seeking her life!

He clicked into it.

The video pinned to the top was the complete video of Li Changkong's live broadcast yesterday!

From the beginning to the end, it was a total of two hours!

This video had already been viewed more than ten million times!

More than a million likes!

The number of comments also exceeded 100,000!

He scrolled through the video and arrived at the comments section.

"This is so satisfying! It felt so good to see three scums of society killed!”

"Sigh! What a pity for Wu Xueyan!"

"Wu Xueyan is really miserable! Was the person in the car still human? He's as cold as a beast!"

"Even animals can't do this!"

"Master Li is really resourceful! Even a malicious ghost like Wu Xueyan had been ferried by Master Li!”

"Sigh! It's a pity that Master Li isn't willing to accept a disciple. Otherwise, I would definitely go and take him as my master!”

"Master Li, look at me! My father is the richest man in Hedong! Accept me as your disciple!"

" Master Li is awesome!"

"Master Li seems to be the Clear Wind Temple's Temple Master? I want to burn incense! Let's see Master Li's true appearance!"

"Together! Let's go! I'm going to see Master Li and ask if he's taking in any disciples!”

"There are people who believe this? This was obviously fake! This Li Changkong was also a talent.

He actually came to ride on Wu Xueyan's popularity!

She really didn't know what to say!”

"Previous poster, why don't you come up with a script like this? See the effect?"

"Previous poster, let's earn money together. It's not right for you to earn money alone!”

“......”

Now, he was calling Li Changkong a liar.

He was acting. Everything was scripted.

There was still some.

However, it was very little.

Moreover, once they were discovered, they would be immediately scolded.

Li Changkong still had quite a lot of Li Family Army.

"I wonder how many Faith Points I have now?”

[Host: Li Changkong]

[Realm: (Mortal) None]

[Treasure: Dao Robe of Water and Fire]

Spells: Divine Incantation, Divine Hand Incantation, Qi Observation Spell, Scripture of Limbo, Rain Prayer, and physiognomy.

[Cultivation Method: None]

[Divine Power: Fire Controlling God Pattern]

[Faith Points: 291990]

"Only 90,000?"

Li Changkong raised his eyebrows.

He was a little disappointed.

But then he thought about it.

Changing a person's faith was the hardest.

Those whose faith had wavered before might have already begun to believe in him.

The remaining people were all firm atheists.

In other words, they had accepted the existence of gods and devils.

However, he would not believe in Li Changkong because of this.

He still needed to work harder!

After washing up, Li Changkong left the hotel.

Today, he was going to take a look at the Three Pure Ones Bronze Statue.

He returned to Mount Baiyun in the afternoon.

Jianghua Street.

It was a famous antique street in Jiangbei City.

There was a statue shop on this street.

Li Changkong placed his order here.

At this moment, Jianghua Street was packed with people.

There were middle-aged men and women setting up stalls on the streets.

There were some bottles and jars in front of him.

They shouted that these were all ancient cultural relics and family heirlooms.

From time to time, someone would squat down and play with the bottles and jars.

Then, he began to bargain with the stall owner.

Li Changkong continued walking.

The front was getting more and more crowded.

He walked forward.

There were more than ten people gathered together.

A middle-aged man was holding a snow-white horn in his hand.

He continued to bargain with the stall owner.

"800 yuan, let's take a step back. Give me 800 yuan, okay?”

"We're fated to see this treasure.”

"Eight hundred yuan? Why don't you go rob them?

2,000 yuan, not a single cent less.

This was passed down from my grandfather. It's absolutely impossible to sell it at a lower price!”

The stall owner shook his head repeatedly.

He hurriedly took the treasure back from the middle-aged man.

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