"Who's Fu Jian?" Yan Li asked.
"The first Crown Prince of Ashura Clan," Ku Daoshi said, "and also the disciple of Ancestor Wujian."
"You killed someone?" Yan Li's eyes widened.
"Yes," Ku Daoshi squinted at him, "so I advise you not to provoke me."
Yan Li was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Fu Jian beauty, bitter …"
"Shut up, shut up …" Ku Daoshi hurriedly rushed over to cover Yan Li's mouth, "You want me to die on purpose! You did it on purpose! "
Yan Li innocently spread out his hands, "Yes, I did it on purpose."
"What kind of hatred!" Ku Daoshi said with a bitter face, "Life is full of bitterness, how could I meet a malefic star like you?"
"Don't forget, if it wasn't for me, you'd probably be in Desolate Poison's stomach now," Yan Li said bluntly, "I want to hear the truth."
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you," Ku Daoshi sighed and looked at the little Daoist child, "let him see."
The little Daoist child timidly handed the giant axe to Yan Li.
"Why do you give me the axe?" Yan Li did not take it.
"Why are you more stupid than a pig? What use do I have for you? "Ku Daoshi scolded fiercely.
The little Daoist child thought for a moment, pointed at the axe, then pointed at himself.
Yan Li said, "You mean, you used this axe to kill Fu Jian?"
The little Daoist child nodded, then shook his head.
Yan Li saw him nodding and shaking his head, not quite understanding what he meant, so he looked at Ku Daoshi again.
Ku Daoshi smiled, "What she means is, she did kill Fu Jian with the axe, but Fu Jian didn't die."
"What the hell?" Yan Li became more confused, "Since you killed him, why didn't he die?"
The little Daoist boy only shook his head.
"Why does it sound like Fu Jian isn't easy to get along with? How did you kill him?" Yan Li asked.
"You don't know about this," Ku Daoshi said mysteriously. "Do you know the origin of this axe?"
"Tell me," Yan Li said.
"This is the Heaven's Punishment Axe, a demon that I've personally subdued and sealed," Ku Daoshi said proudly.
"That's it?" Yan Li asked.
"What else could it be?" Ku Daoshi asked.
Although Yan Li knew that he was being unreasonable, he knew that there was some truth hidden in it. It was a profound skill to grasp the correct information amidst the chaotic information.
However, he did not care about the truth right now.
"The second question, why does the arrow go wherever you go?" Yan Li asked the most sensitive question.
"Because I was marked by the 'Seven Lives and Seven Deaths' of the Infernal Hell," Ku Daoshi said with a bitter face, "Fu Jian left the mark on me."
"It sounds so real," Yan Li said with a faint smile.
"If you don't believe it, go and kill a disciple of the Infernal Hell!" Ku Daoshi said impatiently, "At that time, you'll find out what it means to have no way to go to heaven and no door to hell!"
"The last question," Yan Li said lightly, "Why did you come to the ruins of Lihen Heaven?"
This was the core and summary of all the questions.
It seemed that all the actions revolved around a purpose.
Everything had a reason, nothing about love, nothing about hate.
Ku Daoshi's expression suddenly changed. It was as if the deepest secret in his heart had been poked, or as if he had plotted and plotted for a long time and finally arrived at a matchless chess piece, but it was exposed by an insignificant passerby who might not even know where he came from.
Once his expression changed, it seemed that thousands of kinds of bitterness were piled up on his face, but the gathering of thousands of kinds of bitterness eventually turned into a kind of expressionless indifference.
"When the gods fight, the mortals suffer." There was an indescribable sneer in his eyes. "You're just a small cultivator, but you care too much."
Yan Li said lightly, "It's a matter of life and death. Whether it's the gods or the mortals, those who don't fight are fools."
"What a fool." Ku Daoshi sneered, "But no matter how much you struggle, the gods only need to blink their eyes in the clouds, and all your ending will be completely changed."
"I made him blink," Yan Li said lightly, "didn't I?"
Ku Daoshi blinked his eyes. "You're good."
Yan Li paused, suddenly sank his Qi into his Dantian, and opened his mouth wide.
"Master Yan, I was wrong." Ku Daoshi's face immediately fell, and he begged bitterly, "I was really wrong. Don't shout, okay? If you really attract the ambush, it doesn't matter if I die, but do you have the heart to watch her die?"
Yan Li was about to speak when he suddenly found that Ku Daoshi's face had turned bitter.
At this time, there was the sound of a door being pushed open.
The sound of the door being pushed open came from the hall, at the entrance of the Dragon Gate Inn.
This door was no different from the countless door pushes in the past, because they were all pushing the same door, and it was unsurprisingly covered by the boiling noise in the inn.
Not to mention the kitchen, even the people in the hall might not notice it.
Yan Li couldn't hear this door push open.
He didn't know whether Ku Daoshi heard it or not, but he ran away without hesitation.
The little Taoist boy followed him without hesitation, as he always did.
Less than two breaths after the two left, a man in black came into the kitchen.
Yan Li knew when this man came in, but how he came in, Yan Li didn't know.
It was as if he suddenly came, as if he had always been here, and had never left.
"Just you?" he said in a lifeless voice.
"Yes." Yan Li swore that all the words he had said in his life were calmer, more standard, and more articulate than this one. Because he believed that if there was a slight tremor in his voice, his life would end.
He believed without hesitation that if this man wanted someone to die, very few people could live.
The man in black left.
It wasn't until a chef came in that Yan Li pulled himself out of that great fear. Although his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, he grinned.
"Sir, the ingredients in Dragon Gate Inn have all been carefully selected and washed. There's really no need for you to personally come to the kitchen to check them," the cook said with his face raised. "There's another customer who has placed an order. Can you come down from the stove first?"
…
When Yan Li returned to his seat, he didn't see Ji Zhiyuan, but he saw another person.
This person was with the man in black just now, because they sat at the same table.
Black was black, but the black clothes were not black in the ordinary sense. There seemed to be water clouds embroidered on them, and there was a mysterious light floating on them.
When this person sat there, even Jin Xiangyin, who was behind the counter, gradually broke out in a cold sweat, let alone the others.
When Ma Guanshan saw Yan Li, his expression darkened, and then turned into a kind of anger, which prompted him to stand up.
Lu Yunyin glanced at him.
"Personal grudge," Ma Guanshan said.
Lu Yunyin nodded lightly.
Ma Guanshan got permission and immediately strode out with his head held high. "Yan Li, you son of a bitch, get out here and eat Uncle Ma's blade!"
The clamor in the inn completely stopped.
It was so quiet that it was frightening.
Yan Li poured a cup of wine unhurriedly, picked it up and drained it. He asked calmly, "What's the name of this move of yours?"
"Of course it's to kill you for His Majesty, you bastard!" Ma Guanshan's eyes were red as he pulled out his guillotine like Dark Demon Blade.
But he found that Yan Li didn't show any signs of anger.
Yan Li wasn't angry at all, but he became even angrier.
Did he feel guilty?
There was no need!
Ma Guanshan's face was as dark as water. He turned his Dark Demon Blade, and there was immediately a flash of blade light.
He was no longer the young general who regarded Wild Blade Arts as a classic.
His blade was no longer what it used to be.
But so was Yan Li.
He didn't move, but his sword was unsheathed.
When the sword was unsheathed, he also rushed out.
Clang!
There was the sound of metal clashing, and the blade and sword clashed.
A terrifying two-colored force shot out in all directions.
But suddenly, all the force disappeared. The two turned their heads, and saw Jin Xiangyin at the counter with a dark expression. "Sirs, Dragon Gate Inn isn't a place to fight. If you must fight, please fight outside!"
Those who knew Jin Xiangyin knew that he was being very polite.
If one of them hadn't been with Black Heavenly Demon King, the two of them would have been corpses a long time ago.
"Alright, I'll bury you in the sandstorm!" Ma Guanshan smiled coldly, turned around, and walked outside.
But Yan Li shrugged and returned to his seat.
Bai Yuge snorted and said nothing.
Ba Jin winked at him and gave him a thumbs-up.
Ma Guanshan suddenly noticed that something was wrong. He turned around and found that Yan Li didn't follow him. He immediately felt that it was ridiculous, and he was embarrassed. "Yan Li, what's the meaning of this?"
"Of course it's because compared to fighting with you in the sandstorm and making me dirty and smelly, drinking is more comfortable." Yan Li poured himself a cup of wine and did not even look at him. "You're just bullying honest people. Why isn't Hai Changjin with you? Could it be that he climbed up to a higher position, and you dumped him? "
"Bullsh * t!" Ma Guanshan cursed. "Bastard, do you think I'll be as ungrateful as you and bite the hand that fed me?"
He was about to curse again when the inn's door was suddenly pushed open, and two people walked in. Both of them were dressed in black robes. One of them had a well-proportioned body, and only his eyes were exposed. There was an evil and cold look in them.
The other was short and plump. If one did not look closely, they would think that he was a standing water bucket. He had a round belly. His eyes were filled with ignorance and childishness, as if he was a newborn baby. He sized up the people in the inn and sucked on his fingers as if he was looking at a delicacy.
"Can … Can I eat them?" he asked.
"Not now." The well-proportioned person let out an evil and strange laugh.
The two of them chose a seat and sat down, and ordered a large amount of food.
Yan Li acutely noticed that the person's head was faintly peeking out golden hair.
After the two of them entered, the hall gradually returned to its noisy state.
Ma Guanshan seemed to realize that his behavior was very foolish, so he sat back down.
Not long after, the inn's door was pushed open again.
This time, three people entered.
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