The lonely traveler Li Qiuran stood quietly under the tree.
He was covered in black clothes and wore a bamboo hat on his head. The brim of the hat was wide and covered his entire face, making it impossible to see his appearance.
However, the murderous intent emanating from his body caused all the green grass within a ten-meter radius around him to wither.
After Su Luo came out, she didn't say anything, just looked at him indifferently.
"Are you Su Luo?" Li Qiuran's voice was just like him, like a glacier accumulated for thousands of years, chilling to the bone.
"Yes." Su Luo admitted without hesitation.
"Since you admit it, then come with me." Blood is better when it's warm. The employer will pay ten times more for warm blood.
Li Qiuran's voice was cold, but he was a little wary in his heart because he could sense the presence of a powerful person in the carriage.
"Go with you? I'm afraid someone will be jealous." Su Luo crossed her arms and smiled brightly, with her unparalleled beautiful face. Under the sunlight, the beauty of this moment was simply breathtaking.
Li Qiuran paused, his voice still cold and hard: "Your Highness Prince Jin, do you dare to come out and fight?"
There was silence in the carriage.
Nangong Liuyun's injuries hadn't healed yet, so how could Su Luo let him out to fight? What's more, Nangong Liuyun was the final trump card in the battle.
Su Luo's lips curled up into a sinister sneer: "Li Qiuran, have you signed up for this Wandering Dragon Ranking Tournament?"
Li Qiuran glanced at Su Luo with cold and indifferent eyes. As a killer in the dark, he never liked to talk.
"So, you have signed up?" Su Luo smiled faintly.
"Hmph." Li Qiuran snorted coldly without commenting.
"If I get rid of you, the contestants on the Dragon Ranking will be very grateful to me, don't you think?" Su Luo looked at him with a smile.
"Get rid of me?" Li Qiuran finally spoke, but the tone of his voice sounded as if it were a fairy tale.
"The number of people you've killed over the years must have totaled to over a thousand. Killing you is only natural." Su Luo raised her eyebrows with a half-smile.
"Want to kill me? Hahaha——" Li Qiuran was in disbelief at first, then he sneered.
But before he finished laughing, he felt something strange.
Su Luo in front of him had disappeared.
In his place was an old man.
An old man with white hair and beard, exuding the aura of an unparalleled strong man.
Li Qiuran felt like a big egg was stuffed in his mouth, and he was stunned for a moment.
The man before him was none other than Little Stone, wearing the clothes of Mo Lao Zu. Actually, this battle was Little Stone's own request.
Ever since he entered the body of Ancestor Mo, after repeated adjustments, he finally adapted to the rhythm of this body. Everything else was almost the same, but he had always been unsure of his combat effectiveness.
But Patriarch Mo was too powerful, and he couldn't find anyone to test it on. And then, this silly Li Qiuran just happened to come up, so he couldn't let him go no matter what.
Feeling the strong murderous aura ahead, Li Qiuran instantly became alert.
Li Qiuran is most famous for his sword in the martial arts world.
His sword is swift.
Rumor has it that when Li Qiuran kills someone, he strikes with his sword, and only after the person has walked away does the victim feel the pain... How fast must that be? Perhaps only the person who was killed knows.
Now, Li Qiuran's sword attacked Mo Patriarch as quickly as before.
Li Qiuran did not recognize that the person in front of him was the ancestor of Weiyang Palace, but he felt the other party's strength, so he did not try at all in the first move and directly used all his strength!
——Start typing like crazy~~~!!!
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