Li Ziye is still practicing his sword.

Very hard.

Only by enduring hardship can one become a great person!!!

Li Ziye hypnotized himself while practicing.

West Wing.

In the two rooms, the moon in the water and Feng Manlou opened their eyes at the same time.

Demon!

"Jie Jie!"

In the air, black air filled the air, and a monster jumped straight over the high wall and rushed straight into the inner courtyard of the Li Mansion.

"drink!"

At the same time, Li Ziye, who was practicing his sword, instinctively struck with his sword.

An extremely domineering sword cut through the night sky and struck the monster.

actually.

Li Gouzi is not as weak as he thought.

As long as he doesn't always compare with those proud men who are rare to see in a hundred years.

For example, Little Red Riding Hood, Little Monk, Little Mubai.

Today, we added a little red candle who is good at using poison.

"ah!"

Amidst the screams, the monster that broke into the inner courtyard of Li Mansion without a blink of an eye was cut open by Li Ziye with a sword, and black blood spurted out from its chest.

The next moment.

From behind, several Forbidden Army masters and Confucian disciples also chased after them.

Then, I saw the scene in front of me.

"Professor Li?"

Among the several Confucian disciples was Li Gouzi's acquaintance, the big-mouthed Chang Yu.

"What a coincidence."

Li Ziye held the sword and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Is this Li Yuan?"

Chang Yu looked around and asked.

"nonsense."

Li Ziye said angrily, "You are breaking the law by breaking into a house at night, do you know that?"

"Know."

Among the several masters of the Forbidden Army, one took off his helmet and said with a smile, "Jiaoxi, you are well."

"Your Majesty!"

Li Ziye also recognized the person and said in surprise.

That little liar from the eldest son’s family?

What are you calling, Changsun, yes, Changsun Fengyu!

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Chapter completed!