Chapter 1167 Another snake?

Compared to the Ghost King, the Flying Tiger King has higher attribute values, almost a higher version of Yang Yiyi.

But it is precisely because his style is similar to Yang Yiyi that Li Chengxi can easily find the flaws of this grandson.

After all, what are Yang Yiyi's shortcomings, doesn't Li Chengxi know?

A quick attack forced the Flying Tiger King to passively defend. He resisted three kicks and accumulated strength to prepare for a counterattack.

Who knew that Li Chengxi said again:

"Back off!"

Yang Yiyi kicked three times without greed, and with the power of the last kick, she flipped back and landed steadily on the ground. The Ghost King just wanted to counterattack, but Yang Yiyi ran away as soon as he opened his arms.

Although Yang Yiyi pressed the opponent to hit him just now, Li Chengxi was still very clear that there was a very obvious gap in attribute values. This gap can be made up by tactics, but it does not mean that tactics can win.

At this time, the sound of flutes began to sound from the back, and even Wu Shaoyi's bamboo flute sword could be vaguely seen flying over his head.

However, Yang Yiyi and Feihu Wang did not pay attention to these, especially Feihu Wang, who stared at Yang Yiyi with eyes that were about to spit fire.

"What are you looking at? If you look at me again, I will tear your eyes out."

Feihu Wang clearly saw that Yang Yiyi did not open her mouth, but the voice came from Yang Yiyi.

Feihu Wang did not care about Li Chengxi's threat, and he was still wondering what was going on.

He was obviously unlikely to know that Li Chengxi was ready for the saint to come at any time, and when he said he would tear your eyes out, it would really be torn out in the literal sense, without any discount.

After all, if Yang Yiyi was the only one to deal with Feihu Wang, it would be a bit difficult. If there were masters of the elder level from various factions to help, he could be entangled for a while.

Feihu Wang seemed to have a simple mind. After thinking for a while, he didn't figure out what was going on, so he simply gave up.

Fight first and talk later!

He took a step forward and was about to attack, but at this moment, a voice came from behind:

"Don't bother, immortal. It's just tearing out his eyes. I'll do it for you."

The hair on the back of Feihu Wang's neck suddenly exploded, and he turned around and swung his arm.

In the darkness, a pair of hands just like a child stretched out and caught Feihu Wang's strong arm steadily.

The internal force collided, and Feihu Wang immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Mayfly Divine Art!? You are Shen Qingluo!"

This Mayfly Divine Art, born from death, has extremely strong and fierce internal force, which is not even comparable to the extreme Vajra Art.

When Feihu Wang saw the little girl's appearance, coupled with the fierceness that could easily disperse his internal force, he immediately knew who was the one who attacked.

This Feihu Wang reacted quickly and immediately raised his foot to step on it.

Under the heavy pressure, the sand under his feet rose up, and the Flying Tiger King took the opportunity to escape. After he jumped up, he looked like he was hanging by a paraglider. In a blink of an eye, he flew across the night sky and turned behind the sand dune.

Yang Yiyi was about to chase him, but Shen Qingluo said:

"Don't chase him, you can't catch up. This reckless man's lightness skills are really not weak."

Shen Qingluo could deal with the Flying Tiger King, but he insisted on running, and Shen Qingluo couldn't catch up.

Besides, it was dark, and Shen Qingluo didn't really want to chase him.

As soon as the Flying Tiger King ran away, the sound of gongs sounded from the back of the Tianlang Sect, and a large number of people and horses began to retreat.

Yang Yiyi picked up the steel mace on the ground and chased him for a while, but didn't go too deep.

"The closer we get to the Tianlang Cult, the more similar harassment we will get. It seems that I won't be able to sleep well tonight."

Shen Qingluo said loudly:

"Tianjue Palace disciples, pack your bags, let's go overnight!"

After all, if there is a chance, there will be a chance. The Tianlang Cult might come back to attack.

It's just that the Corpse Ghost King didn't expect Shen Qingluo to be there, otherwise he wouldn't show up in person.

Yang Yiyi nodded when she heard this, and was about to go back to meet Wu Shaoyi and the others, but Li Chengxi said at this time:

"Be careful, I have something to do here."

After that, he was silent.

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--Dongdong.

The knock on the door interrupted Li Chengxi, who told Yang Yiyi and closed his laptop casually.

Maybe he was too loud when he scolded the Corpse Ghost King just now, and the residents in other rooms came to reason with him?

Thinking of this, Li Chengxi opened the door casually.

But the person standing outside the door was not an unfamiliar resident, but Martina.

"Mr. Li, come quickly. Miss Gan is not in a good condition!"

When Li Chengxi heard this, he quickly followed Martina's footsteps and ran to the next room.

Next door was a double room with two beds. Gan Xiaoyan was lying on one of the beds with a frown on her face, as if she had a nightmare.

"I was writing a report just now, and suddenly I heard a groan. I turned around and saw Miss Gan like this. I couldn't wake her up even if I called her."

Yes, the nine departments abroad also have to write reports. This is also one of the reasons why people in this line of work are bald. There are endless reports to write every day.

But this is not the point. Li Chengxi hurried forward to check.

"Did you see anything strange just now?"

"Nothing."

As she said this, Martina also looked at Bruno. This Doberman, who is very human, shook his head and said that he didn't find anything just now.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the food?

This is not right. We are here just to rescue people, not to sneak in secretly. No one should mess with us.

Li Chengxi was also a little confused. He tried to call Gan Xiaoyan twice and patted her face, but there was still no response.

There was no other way, so Li Chengxi had to use a set of three consecutive healing skills on Gan Xiaoyan.

Healing spells, resurrection spells and restoration spells, this three-in-one set can solve most of the troubles you encounter, and even alleviate them if they don't work.

I don't know which one of the three treatments worked, but after one treatment, Gan Xiaoyan's frowned brows clearly relaxed, her eyelids moved slightly, and she opened her eyes.

"Brother Li? Why are you in my room?"

"I still want to ask you."

Li Chengqi pointed at Martina:

"Martina came to me just now and said that you seemed to be having a nightmare and you couldn't wake up no matter how you screamed."

Gan Xiaoyan seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare, her mind still groggy. After hearing this, she sat up on the bedside and was stunned for a moment before she seemed to remember what had just happened.

"I didn't seem to be dreaming just now. I saw Director Qian."

"That said, you can see Qian Sen after you fall asleep. Isn't this a dream?"

It couldn't be that Gan Xiaoyan's nervousness along the way caused some mental problems. Divine magic can treat physical problems and psychological needs, but Li Chengqi can't.

"No, I really saw Director Qian."

Gan Xiaoyan wanted to explain anxiously, but suddenly thought of something and pointed to her eyes:

"I have vision. I heard it is a rare talent. However, my vision is passive and I cannot use it consciously. I may have seen Director Qian through the vision just now."

Li Chengqi believed this. After all, Aldai also told Li Chengqi about the information about Vision's ability.

It seems to be something that can see things that cannot be seen with the naked eye, and see the essence through the surface.

"Okay, you saw Qian Sen, where is he?"

"I don't know."

Gan Xiaoyan covered her head and thought hard:

"I, I seemed to see Director Qian being entangled by a particularly big snake."

Why, it’s a snake again?