"Hidden Dragon List?"
This is a relatively unfamiliar word to Li Mo.
"That's the list that records the young geniuses in the nine heavens and ten earths."
Luo Yao was a little puzzled as to why this young man's knowledge fluctuated. He knew so many people in the martial arts world, but he didn't even know what the Hidden Dragon List was.
"On the list are talented warriors below the Inner Realm and under the age of thirty, a total of one hundred."
She paused, as if recalling:
"In your sect, Yin Huacheng seems to have once been ranked last among the top 100."
Don't you have a good memory?
Li Mo realized something and quietly buried his head in his work, and decided to change his nickname to something less childish when he had time.
Gradually, it got dark.
The record was almost complete, but he still never waited for Han Zhen.
The banquet in the hall just started.
.....
"In this Blood Phoenix Secret Realm, only Brother Yin Hua is good enough."
Bai Jinghong was proud and arrogant, but since Qingyuan Sect was the local boss of Ziyang Prefecture and Yin Huacheng had been on the Hidden Dragon List, he reluctantly said something polite.
But Yin Huacheng is not a swordsman after all, and he is more interested in Ying Bing.
"I heard that your junior sister is good at swordsmanship?"
"Of course, I am far inferior to Mr. Bai."
Yin Huacheng lowered his eyes and drank the wine, then shouted to the people below:
"Junior Sister Ying Bing, Young Master Bai also carries a mysterious weapon. Why don't you represent our Qingyuan Sect and meet friends with swords?"
Well, typical of forgetting the pain once the wound has healed.
Can Ying Bing care about him?
Bingtuozi was dipping his jade fingers into water and drawing something on the table.
Well, it’s the shape of the ice cream I’m going to make in the evening.
Making ice cream also counts as cooking, right?
Bai Jinghong curled his lips and said, "Brother Yin Hua, you don't have much prestige among your fellow disciples."
"hehe....."
Yin Huacheng couldn't hold back his face and could only reluctantly say:
"Ying Bing has a cold and arrogant personality. He focuses on cultivation and swordsmanship, and treats everyone the same."
Don't you think this is a coincidence?
Classmate Xiao Li just came back, took Ying Bing's teacup, and drank two gulps.
After he finished drinking, Ying Bing naturally added more water to his glass as if he was used to it.
"The shape of your ice cream is so weird, it's hard to lick."
Li Mo retracted his gaze towards the stage and said:
"I'll come to the banquet later. I'll go home first."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Ying Bing and Li Mo will have sword practice tonight.
She knew Li Mo was not going home.
But waiting for a destined person.
The weather was not good and it was raining heavily outside.
Li Mo placed the Chixiao Sword on Ying Bing, then turned around and walked into the wind and rain.
Watching the boy leave.
Bai Jinghong smiled, holding the wine glass with a playful expression, and the look he gave Yin Huacheng was even filled with a bit of pity.
Several inaudible sounds of slapping were heard in the air.
There was a crackling sound.
"Excuse me."
At this moment, Yin Huacheng suddenly became indifferent to fame and fortune.
He told himself.
There's no need to get angry over a dead person.
The elders went to discuss matters, and Li Mo had not yet brought his weapon.
The village is a mixed crowd, with people coming from all over the world.
Even the weather was suitable; it was a rainy night with heavy rain.
The right time, the right place and the right people.
He apologized, walked out of the door, found an empty corner, put on a straw hat and raincoat, wore black clothes and robes underneath, and even put on a human skin mask.
After making all preparations, he also stepped into the rain.
......
Snap——
Thunder flashed across the sky, illuminating the vast earth and sky, and the green mountains and green waters were all pale white.
The sound of rain was so loud that it covered Yin Huacheng's breathing and heartbeat.
The water droplets dripped onto the few exposed parts of his skin, but they couldn't get on him at all, as if there was a slippery layer blocking it.
He moved silently through the woods beside the official road. When he encountered an obstacle, he would twist his body like a snake, his movements quick and strange.
A pair of vertical pupils stared at the back of the young man in front.
Far enough.
He was just about to kill with one blow.
But at this moment, the young man in front turned around and looked in his direction.
When their eyes met, Yin Huacheng's heart suddenly jumped.
It's so peaceful.
Not only was the boy not frightened, he even seemed relieved.
"Brother Yin Hua, it's a good thing you get impatient easily."
"Otherwise I probably won't be able to wait for you today."
Li Mo spoke softly.
"You wait for me?"
Yin Huacheng's body had begun to deform uncontrollably. His neck suddenly rose higher, scales pierced his skin, and his eyes turned into cold snake pupils.
"Here, there is no answer for you to cry out to the heavens or the earth."
"I will kill you, destroy your body and leave behind a swallow in front of the hall of Xiyu Tower."
"If you die at the hands of Xiyu Tower, who would know it was me?"
He didn't know whether he was threatening or trying to convince himself.
"What a coincidence."
A hammer of strange shape fell into his palm.
Li, bring a hammer but not a sword on a rainy night, Mo.
“That’s what I thought at first.”
"die!"
It was Yin Huacheng who made the first move. His body was shaking violently, as if there were hundreds of beasts roaring inside him.
Li Mo seemed to hear a roar.
Is it a snake? Or a dragon?
It was like the aura of a prehistoric beast, a terrifying pressure that came purely from the powerful body, rather than some kind of charm.
but.....
Snap——
There was a loud thunder, and a lightning snake left its figure in the night sky, and the sky and the earth lost their color in an instant.
There was a voice, very loud.
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