Chapter 117 Chapter 117 But there is no Demon Island...
However, there were no extra disciples on Demon Island to be sent over.
Li Qinglian was so anxious that she was like an ant on a hot pan, her face flushed red, she was walking around in circles, sweat was coming out of her forehead. She wanted to talk to someone but didn't know who to talk to, because Yang Yushu was the only one left on the Demon Island.
He couldn't go find Yang Yushu! Besides, Yang Yushu couldn't do anything if he went alone! After hesitating, Li Qinglian found Li Hanshuang and told him the story as quickly as possible.
Li Hanshuang sneered: "They are not in such a hurry. If they want to die, then die. I don't have the manpower to give them!"
Li Qinglian wanted to say something else, but Li Hanshuang called out, "Li Baili!"
Li Baihe came over, took Li Qinglian back to the Demon Island, and said to him, "The human world is sending people, right?"
Li Qinglian nodded.
Li Baili looked around and saw the empty Demon Island. She sighed, walked to a tree, and turned the tree into a pile of small wooden figures. She said to Li Qinglian, "This is the only thing we can send over now. Why don't you ask them if they want it?"
Li Qinglian frowned and looked at the wooden man again and again: "Since this is the only thing we can give them, it doesn't matter whether we ask or not. They want to choose, and I also want to choose. Let's take this one!"
"You sent them over?" Li Baili nodded and asked without surprise.
"Can they go by themselves?" Li Qinglian asked after nodding.
"Okay," Li Baihe nodded, "but we don't know what we might encounter on the way. If it's gone, there's nothing we can do about it. We can't get anything else here."
"Then I'll go and send it off." Li Qinglian smiled bitterly and said after listening.
After a while, the fighting became a little less intense.
Li Qinglian contacted Li Hanshuang.
Li Hanshuang received the news on the Demon Island.
As for Li Qinglian, the first thing he did was to ask questions from the Penglai elders who were on their way to the human world: "How did you become the sect leader? Why are there so few people in Penglai? We are short of people here, and we are short of people there! What have you done?"
"Don't you know what I did? How can you be an elder if you don't even know what the sect leader did?" Li Hanshuang sat on the edge of the pavilion, holding his sword and sneering.
The elder on the opposite side was so angry at him that he was speechless for a moment.
Li Hanshuang said bluntly: "If you think I am not doing a good job, I can give it to you now. Anyway, things have come to this.
Almost all the people are dead, and this position is useless. I was wondering why you are so short of people! Weren't you recruiting people before? Why did they all die so quickly? You are worse than monsters! What a bunch of trash. "
An elder on the opposite side was so angry that he vomited blood.
Li Qinglian quickly said, "We are not enemies, don't be so angry!"
The elders and Li Hanshuang snorted at the same time, obviously disagreeing with this statement.
Li Qinglian was speechless for a moment.
One of the elders looked at something and said angrily, "We obviously wanted people, why did you give us wood? I don't even want to say anything about that dead wood! It's useless! It can only catch bugs! Are we not good enough to catch bugs?"
Li Hanshuang sneered and said, "You want disciples just to catch bugs, right? Are you not satisfied with the bugs I caught for you? Then just give them back immediately! I'm still short of that!"
The elder pointed at Li Hanshuang and cursed: "You are so naughty!"
"If you have something to say, say it. If you don't, get out." Li Hanshuang wiped his face and almost started cursing.
Li Qinglian was beside the elder and whispered to Li Hanshuang, "Actually, they want you or Li Baili to come over and help deal with the sealed person."
The elder shouted, "What are you guarding in front of here? So many bugs and so many sealed ones have all escaped! Are you guys being lazy?
If you don't want to, don't stay there. You will be needed elsewhere. Why do you have to pretend to be so dangerous in front of you?"
Yang Yushu passed by and looked at the elders, then at Li Hanshuang, and whispered to the elders: "In fact, he has done a lot of things, but it is not obvious at first glance."
He said this without any ill intention, but it did not stop the elders from making a fuss about it. They immediately glared at Li Hanshuang and said, "Look!
People around you talk like this, which shows that you actually didn't do anything! You can't even tell! It's just that others are concerned about their face and are unwilling to speak directly, and they are also thinking about you! Do you deserve it? "
Li Hanshuang threw a sword towards Yang Yushu who was standing next to him. The sword pierced into Yang Yushu's shoulder blade. Yang Yushu staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.
He was stunned for two seconds, then touched his wound and realized that it was bleeding. He realized that he was injured and felt pain. His face turned pale and his brows furrowed. He seemed to have lost his voice and made no sound. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
No one knew whether he fainted because of weakness or because of the impact of murderous aura.
Li Hanshuang stood up, put away his sword, and sneered at the elders who were watching everything on the other side: "I don't deserve it, but you do. I think you also deserve this ending. Do you want to come over? Or should I go over? I want to see if you can beat me. How dare you be so arrogant?"
He was about to cut through the void and rush directly in front of the elders. The elders gasped, pointed at him with trembling hands, and shouted to Li Qinglian: "Look! This is our sect leader!"
If you don't look at the expressions of shock and anger on their faces, and only listen to the sound of their voices, you might think that they are actually very proud.
Li Qinglian closed her eyes.
Seeing that they didn't say anything, Li Hanshuang cut the space in front of him with a sword and walked directly in. The space shook and Li Hanshuang appeared in front of the elders.
The elders shouted loudly, like a group of ducks pricked by needles: "You can obviously come over but you don't. You are still the sect leader. How can someone like you be the sect leader?"
Li Qinglian explained to Li Hanshuang in a low voice: "Don't bother with them. They all lost some relatives or friends. Now they are too emotional and confused. They are talking nonsense. Don't take their words to heart."
Li Hanshuang had a blank expression on his face. He held up his sword and said, "How many relatives and friends have died? What does it have to do with me? It wasn't me who killed them. If they want me to take responsibility, then I have to do something! Otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain that they wronged me?"
Li Qinglian was stunned for a moment, vaguely realizing what he was going to do. She wanted to stop him, but she didn't dare to step forward, so she shrank back.
At this moment, Li Hanshuang raised his sword and with one strike of the sword, all the elders had their hair cut off. The elders found that their hair had fallen out, their eyes widened, their faces turned pale, and they trembled as they tried to collect their hair back from mid-air.
But it was futile for them to do so, because the hair that had fallen out was gone and could not be reattached. They looked almost like they were about to cry. When they realized that there was no way their hair could be restored to normal, their faces turned red and white, and they shouted loudly with shock and anger: "Too much, too much!"
"Do you think that if you cut off our hair, it means you're cutting off our heads? You're dreaming!"
"Normal broken hair can be reattached with magic. What on earth did you do to make it impossible for us to reattach broken hair even with magic? Remove the spell quickly! Otherwise, don't blame us for using swords against you!"
"You are such a vicious person!"
They were filled with righteous indignation and were ready to charge forward with their fists clenched, but no one took a step forward.
Li Hanshuang raised the sword, and each of them felt a sudden chill on their neck, as if something was hanging there. They lowered their eyes carefully to look, and found that there was indeed a faint shadow hanging on their neck. It was the sword intent of Li Hanshuang's sword. As long as they acted rashly, Li Hanshuang would cut them off with one sword.
They were all dumb.
Li Hanshuang sneered at them and said, "If you speak rudely to me again, I won't be as polite as I was today."
As he spoke, Li Hanshuang swung his sword and everyone closed their eyes. Li Qinglian almost screamed out, but the next moment they found that the head was still on the neck.
Li Hanshuang simply opened a door for himself and returned to the Demon Island. After he left, the elders breathed a sigh of relief. Before they had time to rejoice that they had left the world without a single trace of his own, they suddenly discovered that their little finger had fallen off.
They quickly picked up the little finger and put it back together, and found that the spell was very successful this time, without any problems. They tried to use the same spell to connect the hair, but found that the hair still fell to the ground and there was no way to connect it back together.
The elders all laughed like crazy.
With the hair all over the floor and their newly connected, not very flexible little fingers, Li Qinglian took a step back and looked at them, feeling as if she had accidentally walked into a mental hospital.
Meanwhile, Li Hanshuang returns to the Demon Island, where Li Baili is checking on the unconscious Yang Yushu.
Yang Yushu just woke up at this time. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Li Hanshuang. He couldn't help but sneer and pointed at Li Hanshuang and said to Li Baihe: "He is so moody!"
Li Hanshuang frowned, feeling that he was about to complain, and said to Li Baihe first: "It's not my fault!"
Yang Yushu suddenly found himself in Li Baihe's arms. He turned around and hugged Li Baihe and cried, "Could it be my fault? I just said one word!
He just doesn't like me! I was just passing by and getting in his way, but he hit me! The wound on my shoulder is still bleeding! I can't be framing him, right? "
Li Baili was stunned for a moment, and whispered to Yang Yushu: "Why did you mess with him for no reason? He definitely didn't attack you for no reason! Next time you see him, just avoid him. It won't go wrong."
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