My Cultivation Game

Lu Qing transmigrated and inherited a dilapidated sect.

He also discovered that with the help of a sect assistant, he could summon players into this world.

Then, the style of things cha...

Chapter 572 Uniform

Qi Renjia looked around carefully and said to Li Rulan, "I don't seem to recognize any of them... But that might be because they look different. Let me take a closer look."

"good."

Qi Renjia put on a monk's face and began to examine carefully like a doctor.

This time, Qi Renjia looked not only at their appearance, but also at their martial arts methods and aura.

An old monk suddenly began to hum.

Li Rulan came up to him and wanted to see what he was humming.

"What...are you...coming here for?...At such a high level, why are you still beating around the bush?"

"What an old fool."

Li Rulan curled her lips and had no desire to talk to these old monks.

From the very beginning, Li Rulan stated the purpose of his visit.

However, these old monks didn't listen at all! !

"How's it going, Xiaojia?"

"...I really don't know him." Qi Renjia felt a little ashamed.

"Okay."

Li Rulan nodded and pulled out another ray of green light to tie up these old monks, including Qi Jun.

After being beaten to the point of losing their combat effectiveness, these old monks should not be able to escape, right?

"Senior Li, why don't you go look inside this cabin? Perhaps there are some clues there?"

"That's exactly what I meant."

Li Rulan nodded, then pulled Zhenlu over with her backhand, untied him, and said, "Don't play dead, go in and explore the way."

The real deer didn't react.

"If you keep pretending, you'll really die."

Zhenlu suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and bowed his head to Li Rulan in fear and trepidation, saying in a trembling voice: "...Senior, this room has always been a forbidden place for us. If you enter rashly, I..."

"Which would you choose, dying now or later?" Li Rulan asked. "And you might not even die later."

Zhenlu raised his head, looked at Li Rulan, and said, "Straw Hat has thick skin and flesh..."

Li Rulan frowned and raised a green wind blade in his hand.

The real deer's face showed an extremely human expression of grievance, trying to arouse Li Rulan's sympathy.

Li Rulan threw out the wind blade.

The real deer let out a strange cry, kicked its four hooves wildly, and ran into the cabin.

"These seven people are squeezed into such a small room?" Li Rulan looked at the size of the room and sighed.

The real deer rushed into the cabin, seemingly with its eyes closed, and bumped around inside, making a series of thumping sounds.

In less than half a minute, Zhenlu rushed out, stood at the door of the wooden house, and looked at Li Rulan.

It seems that there are no restrictions in the wooden house.

Li Rulan also came to the wooden house and looked inside.

"Wow, there are eight of them."

In a corner of the wooden house, a monk with his body tied up in cloth was lying on the ground.

Among the series of thuds just now, one should have been made by him falling to the ground.