"Li, can you escape in front of me?"
Li Zhige looked at Yun Zhonghe, who was flying ten feet away, with a cold smile on his face.
Don't think that Yun Zhonghe is weak. In fact, he has more than ten or twenty years of skill. After being transformed into Beiming Zhenqi, it can also add several years of Zhenqi.
Although Yun Zhonghe didn't provoke him, he was a wicked person in the West. The other three were dead, so he was too embarrassed to live alone in the world, wasn't he?
Li Zhige swept his sleeves and Peiran vomited out vigorously. Duan Yanqing, who was holding on for dear life, was swept away first and fell to the side of the road vomiting blood.
One hand turned into a claw, pinched and turned, like Kunpeng opening its mouth to devour Beiming, a huge suction force fell on Yun Zhonghe, and forcefully pulled him back from a distance of ten feet.
Yun Zhonghe flew back upside down, his soul was gone, his voice trembled, and he said anxiously, "Stop! Please stop! I have no enmity with you. Please spare my life. Yun Zhonghe is willing to be your servant."
Li Zhige shook his head, "You are not worthy of being a servant to Li."
As Li Zhige finished speaking, Yun Zhonghe started shaking like an electric shock. He opened his mouth but no sound came out, leaving only a look of horror on his face.
In the blink of an eye, Yun Zhonghe collapsed on the ground, and his bones seemed to have been taken away, like a puddle of mud.
His face was much older, his eyes were frightened, and his voice was trembling as he said, "The Gong Transformation Technique! It's the Gong Transformation Technique! You are Ding Chunqiu, the old monster from Xingxiu!"
Li Zhige punched him from the air and said in a cold voice, "Just because you recognized Li as Ding Chunqiu, you will not die unjustly."
boom!
A cloud of blood mist exploded, leaving a pile of broken flesh and bones on the roadside.
Li Zhige stepped towards Duan Yanqing, "It's your turn."
Apart from anything else, Duan Yanqing is indeed much stronger than the other three. At least he can withstand the suction force from Li Zhige and will not be caught ten feet away like Yun Zhonghe.
Duan Yanqing sat slumped on the ground. Without the iron crutch, he had difficulty moving and gave up resistance. He looked at Li Zhige with eyes like dead fish, and made a dull sound in his abdomen, "Duan Yanqing has done a lot of evil in his life. It's nothing to regret if he dies." Yes. But Sir, can you give me two months?"
"I am the crown prince of Dali, and I have a blood feud. Your Excellency, can you wait until I have my revenge before you take my life?"
Li Zhige shook his head.
Duan Yanqing's expression darkened, "Are you afraid that I will break my promise?"
Li Zhige looked at him and said calmly, "I believe you will not break your promise, but whether you can take revenge has nothing to do with Li. If you attack Li, Li will send you on your way."
As he spoke, Li Zhige pressed his palm on Duan Yanqing's body. Duan Yanqing used his martial arts to resist, but he could not withstand the huge devouring power. His whole body trembled as if he was getting an electric shock. In the blink of an eye, he was foaming at the mouth and paralyzed like a dead fish. Fall to the ground.
Without the support of his martial arts, Duan Yanqing's face was full of despair, his abdomen was beating, but the voice he made this time was extremely weak, "Hateful! Hateful! God is unfair!"
After that, he ended up killing himself.
Li Zhige looked at Duan Yanqing's body and remained silent.
Although Duan Yanqing is a villain, he is also somewhat respectable.
Li Zhige raised his hand and blasted a deep hole on the roadside. Li Zhige pushed Duan Yanqing in and filled it with soil.
After doing this, Li Zhige found another stone, and with the palm of his hand like a knife, he cut it into a stone tablet and erected it in front of the tomb.
Li Zhige carved the tomb of Prince Yanqing of Dali Kingdom on the stone tablet with strong finger strength, and then Li Zhige turned and left.
After walking for some distance, the baby in my arms started crying loudly.
The baby was a boy. It looked like he was only a few months old. It was unclear where Ye Erniang had kidnapped him.
The world is so big, where can he go to find the parents of a baby boy?
The baby boy cried loudly and struggled in Li Zhige's arms.
Li Zhige looked at the baby boy and was confused for a moment.
It's not possible to just find a house to drop off the baby boy. What if you meet a bad guy?
It's even more troublesome to find the biological parents of the baby boy. He can't go door to door by himself, right?
As for leaving a baby boy on the side of the road, that's even more unacceptable. In this era, there are many jackals, tigers and leopards on the road. Leaving a baby boy on the roadside is tantamount to killing him.
While I was still thinking this, several wild wolves followed the smell of blood and came over.
Li Zhige looked at the wild wolves, patted the baby boy's back gently, and said softly, "Don't cry, there is milk to eat. If you still cry after eating milk, I will find a random family to send you out."
In his arms, the baby boy blinked and really stopped crying.
Li Zhige touched the baby boy's nose and said with a smile, "You are quite smart and will definitely become a great person in the future."
With wolf milk in a water bag around his waist and a baby boy in one hand, Li Zhige rushed to the Central Plains.
Encountering this kind of thing is also troublesome, but now Li Zhige can only take him with him.
From Dali to the north, Li Zhige entered Luoyang.
At present, the capital of the Song Dynasty is Bianliang City, which is called Tokyo. Luoyang, the thousand-year-old capital, is known as Xijing.
Li Zhige didn't want to judge the Song Dynasty, but the economy of the Song Dynasty was indeed good, especially in Luoyang, Xijing, where the streets were prosperous.
But in the bustling city of Luoyang, Li Zhige saw groups of beggars.
After a second thought, Li Zhige understood. At this time, the leader of the Beggar Clan was Qiao Feng, and the chief helm of the Beggar Clan was located in Luoyang, Xijing.
Walking to the street, Li Zhige held the baby boy in one hand, attracting people to turn their heads frequently.
Without him, Li Zhige was just too tall and his demeanor was too calm. For such a tall and high-spirited man holding a baby boy, it seemed unconventional.
Li Zhige ignored the looks and comments of passers-by, found a restaurant and stepped in.
As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, Li Zhige saw a man sitting alone by the window with a wine jar in front of the table.
Sitting by the window was a tall man, about thirty years old. He was wearing a slightly tattered old gray cloth robe, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth. He had a majestic face with Western Chinese characters, and his heroic spirit was undoubtedly revealed when he looked around.
Li Zhige was sizing up the man drinking alone by the window, and the man was also sizing up Li Zhige.
Seeing Li Zhige's tall and high-spirited body and his calm demeanor, the man's eyes shone with a brilliant light.
"What a heroic man!"
"What a heroic man!"
The two looked at each other and actually spoke at the same time, saying the same words.
After the words fell, the two of them were stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily.
Looking at Li Zhige, the man stood up quickly, with a hearty voice and generous movements, "Brother, how about coming here and sitting at a table with Qiao?"
Li Zhige nodded, "That's exactly what I meant."
Some people feel an indescribable disgust at first sight. Some people feel an indescribable affection at first sight.
