"Why."

Wang Teng looked stunned and puzzled.

"Because I don't want the old man to win."

Luoyang responded with an indifferent expression.

Why should the leader win when everyone loses?

"That's right."

When Wang Teng heard this, he nodded and said, "Then I also support Mr. Li."

"Me too."

Xiao Xiao immediately expressed his stance and agreed.

Ahead, Fu Tianxi heard the whispers of the three people and looked helpless.

He, the Holy Son of Suzaku, is still here, and these three guys don't know how to restrain themselves.

Just when the four of them were leading the way for Li Qingzhi and Hua Fengdu.

far away.

In front of a huge lake.

An old man sat on the shore and fished quietly.

The old man looks no different from ordinary people. He is dressed in a straw hat made of withered grass and looks very much like an old country man who likes fishing.

However.

What was unusual was that there was no one around the old man, not even anyone passing by.

The reason is very simple. When the old man is fishing, he doesn't like anyone to disturb him.

The disciples of the Suzaku Sect all know this rule, so they will never come to this lake when the old sect leader is fishing.

Two quarters of an hour later.

Three hundred feet away in front of the lake.

Fu Tianxi stopped, turned around and looked at the two people behind him, and said calmly, "You two can go there by yourselves."

"Thanks for showing the way."

Li Qingzhi thanked him and immediately walked towards the lake ahead.

On the side, Hua Feng followed, but after taking two steps, he stopped again.

Forget it, he'd better not go. Playing with these four little guys is more interesting than dealing with an old man.

Lakeside.

Li Qingzhi walked over alone.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little depressing.
Chapter completed!