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17, broken(2/2)

After finding the courtyard where the real owner is, the rest of the things will be much easier.

Li Qingfeng walked into the inner courtyard close to the wall.

I thought Zhang Wanlong had rested, but I didn't expect that the wing inside was brightly lit.

Close to the window edge, you can still hear the faint sounds coming from inside the house.

"The last one has not yet been born with spiritual light, so it cannot be used as medicine."

"Let's deal with him tomorrow. Keeping him will be a disaster after all."

"The war in the north is serious, you have to go back."

Li Qingfeng could tell that it was Zhang Wanlong's voice.

"Dad, I just saved my life from the battlefield."

"If I hadn't used the foundation-melting method, my injuries would have left root causes."

"Not to mention, this method is really useful."

The young man didn't say much, but changed the topic.

"Besides, I see that Daliang has been defeated many times now. Maybe as long as the sword gate is broken, Guo Zuo will be gone."

A younger voice sounded in the room again, full of energy, but not looking injured.

Li Qingfeng, who was squatting outside, leaned on the wall, adjusted his breathing, and became angry: "Okay, I haven't found Zhang Gui yet, but the two of them got together. It's really God's will."

"He should pay Meng Zhen his life."

Li Qingfeng clutched the Soul Reverend Flag tightly and tried to pull the two of them into a dream again.

"Who?!"

The sound in the room suddenly stopped, and a cold voice asked.

Li Qingfeng opened his eyes suddenly, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

He didn't expect the young man in the room to be so keen.

I actually noticed him.

Li Qingfeng no longer hesitates.

When the common man was angry, blood spattered five steps forward.

He is a Qi practitioner, and he has the Soul Flag in his hand, so he can easily deal with two mortals.

After slamming open the window, Li Qingfeng took action boldly.

The magic power flashes, and the spiritual eye of the spirit officer opens immediately.

However, Li Qingfeng seemed to have seen a ghost, with surprise, confusion, and disbelief all appearing on his face.

Not only was Zhang Gui completely unharmed, he also had spiritual aura.

Full of spiritual light, far more powerful than him.

Tu Shanjun inside the Zunhun Banner looked gloomy: "It's broken."

They both ignored one thing, that is, what if one of Zhang Wanlong and his son is a Qi practitioner?

Even if there are no father and son, what if there are Qi Refiners to worship them?

It's not like I didn't think about it at first, but when Li Qingfeng met Zhang Wanlong, he didn't have the aura.
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