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Chapter 257 It's time to slaughter!(1/2)

Chapter 257 It’s time to start killing!

late at night.

Han Dongli tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

He really didn't expect that after entering Fengjiang and seeing Shen Mu.

There was not even a second to let my heart rest.

One baggage after another hit him in the face.

Until now, he has not been able to sort out a main clue.

It can only be seen from the information collected during the day that the current trend of border closure is completely following the feudal county magistrate.

This secret trial realm is important, not just for its own value.

At the same time, if its interior is really the entrance to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, it may alarm the entire world.

By then, let alone Nanjingzhou, I am afraid people will come from China and China.

The Great Qin Dynasty, Lingjian Mountain, Daoxuan Mountain, Baidi City... If these top dynasties and sect families are tempted, will others get a chance?

Of course, so far, things have not evolved to that point.

But things are unpredictable, and if this really happens, nothing will happen to them.

Acting first is definitely the best choice.

It is a good strategy to reap some benefits in advance, and then retreat to others to protect yourself and watch all the turmoil.

But the problem is, this Fengjiang City gives him a weird feeling.

Not to mention how careful your thoughts need to be.

Anyone with some brains can see the weirdness in this, but they can't tell the specific reason.

So far, it’s really not enough to make people believe it.

Han Dongli looked out the window at the night in Fengjiang and thought carefully in his heart.

I don't know how much time has passed.

It seems to be late at night.

Han Dongli finally finished combing his hair, calmed his restless heart, and was about to enter meditation to practice the exercises for a few small weeks.

A talisman in his arms suddenly flashed with a slight halo.

Um?

Han Dongli stopped the movement of his vitality, then took out the dead wood from his arms and gave it to his Tianyin Generation.

Thinking back to Chen Mu's explanation to him during the day, he reached out and tentatively activated the technique.

The next second, a voice came from the Tianyin Yuan.

【Tianyin Group Chat】

Li Yuqing: Ahem, hey hey~! Is anyone here?

Xu Cunhe: It’s so late at night, how could there be anyone there?

Wang Beixuan: Lao Xu, there is something wrong with what you said.

Li Yuqing: Oh, listen to the voice, is this the master of the Dali Elder Pavilion, Wang Beixuan?

Wang Beixuan: Well, that’s right.

Li Yuqing: I am the head teacher of Fuyao Sect, Li Yuqing, sorry.

(Han Dongli: Damn it? The Fuyao Sect is here too?)

Xiao Nanhe: I said, what are you doing if you don't sleep at night?

Liu Changfeng: General Xiao is right. We went to the secret trial realm today. We are very tired. Please stop arguing.

Li Yuqing: No, I just want to ask Magistrate Shen, didn’t our sect master go to see him tonight, and he hasn’t come back yet.

Wang Beixuan: What? Is there such a good thing?

Xu Cunhe: Wait, your sect leader? Li Fuyao is out of seclusion?

Xiao Nanhe: Li Fuyao is here too?

Liu Changfeng: Is it true or false?

(Han Dongli: Li...Li Fuyao!!!)

Gu Shouzhi: Wait a minute, Magistrate Shen just finished talking to me about the affairs of the Academy, but I didn’t see your sect master.

Xu Cunhe: Mr. Gu, the people from the Wendao Academy are coming soon. Is this the 72nd academy that Magistrate Shen is determined to win?

Gu Shouzhi: Of course, it must be built here!

Xiao Nanhe: Good guy, you have a very loud tone.

Wang Beixuan: He is tougher than me, Elder Pavilion.

Li Yuqing: Hey, why are we talking about something else? Where is my sect leader?

Liu Changfeng: Who is Li Fuyao? Who dares to control her?

Quiet.

Han Dongli: "...!?"

Han Dongli held the Tianyin Urn in his hand and was stunned. He couldn't calm down for a long time.

He has never met Li Fuyao, but he does hear his name often.

In terms of talent, there are few people in Dongzhou who can be as famous as him, and Li Fuyao from Dali Fuyao Sect is definitely one of them.

Han Dongli’s Dongli Mountain, Li Fuyao’s Fuyao Sect.

Just by listening to the name, you can tell that anyone who can name the sect is by no means an ordinary person.

Even secretly, there are still some disputes among these people with the same talent.

Is this destiny?

Is this a disaster that should have happened to me due to my great opportunity?

Could it be that we really want to compete with Li Fuyao for a chance in Fengjiang?

I heard from Li Yuqing that Li Fuyao had already gone to look for Shen Mu late at night.

You don’t need to think about it to know that you must be fighting for a place to enter the secret trial realm!

Damn it, cave heaven and paradise!

Han Dongli's heart, which had just calmed down, began to feel ripples again.

Sometimes what people are afraid of is not getting on the wrong bus, but seeing the bus right in front of them, but there is no place for it. Everyone else is on the bus, but you are not.

Do you want to take a gamble?



the next day.

At the head of the border city wall, a rooster with a red comb crowed twice casually.

It's spring and it's dawn, it's already bright.

When Han Dongli saw his junior brother who was safe and sound, he finally felt relieved.

"Junior brother, is everything okay?" Han Dongli asked.

"It's okay, senior brother, don't worry."

Han Dongli nodded: "What do you think of this border?"

"If nothing else, the treatment in the cell is pretty good."

"Huh? How do you say it?"

"What I eat in prison is Yuanqi rice from Beicang Farmers."

"Ah?" Han Dongli was dumbfounded again, what the hell, what's going on with this border: "Uh, cough, that's good, you... you can repair it for a day first, and we'll talk about it later."

The explanation is over.

Han Dongli went out alone.

After leaving the house, he waved his hand and his magic power flashed, transforming himself into another person.

I must find out the truth today...

night.

Han Dongli returned to his residence.

He poured a cup of tea with a blank look on his face and drank it all in one gulp.
To be continued...
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