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Li Yi laughs off this question.

However, they are more sure that Li Yi or the monkey is the fate of the world.

About ten minutes later, a group of people came here, all dressed in plain clothes, all of them were men with long hair and hairpins. They looked at the macaques like a scholar in a Book mat.

One of them said, "it's the monkey. He's back." The tone is a little stiff, but also with a cold meaning.

"Monkey, you still have the face to come back?" Another one said.

After a long time, such a big mistake should have disappeared in the world.

But as the descendants of this line, they will never forgive the monkey.

The macaque is quite dull.

Li Yi sweeps out, feels carefully, the realm in their body is not high, dare to call? Not afraid of death? What's more strange is that they all call out the monkey, but the monkey is still indifferent.

If it's past, give him a slap.

In front of the small noodle shop, more and more people gathered. Even, many people were baffled. They didn't know what happened.

The people in the study hall are usually gentle and elegant, and they will scream when they kill a chicken. But now they are around here and make a lot of remarks. It is not like their style and style of conduct at all!

No matter what they said or scolded, the monkey remained silent.

Time flies, half an hour.

The monkey finally said, "where is the ancestor?"

As soon as this was said, the chaotic scene suddenly quieted down.

No matter what happened in the past, it was always the past, and they had to admit that it was this monkey that the ancestor never forgot before he went to sleep.

Don't sit and practice all the time.

You are naughty again.

You're smart, but sometimes you're just too smart.

You go down the mountain!

The past chant, still lingering in the heart, whenever the dead of night, always let the macaque think of.

In silence, someone said, "my grandfather is gone."

That's a completely different concept from deep sleep. Deep sleep is the stillness of life and the day when you wake up. If you go away, you will go forever.

Macaque suddenly a shock, eyes dew cold, he cold stare at that person, snapped: "what do you say?"

The man took a deep breath, clenched his fist, as if in control of his emotions, and then he said: "I said, ancestor left."

Boom!

The violent force directly gushed out, just like the eruption of a volcano, the small noodle shop was fragmented, and the stones on the long street also flew up and flew all over the sky.

All of them felt the powerful power, especially the three people in front of them.

The man said, "the old ancestor was sleeping in Yulong mountain, but at that time, a group of people came here. They occupied Yulong mountain, banished his body from the void, and separated himself from the Yulong mountain. Without the warmth of the dragon vein, his life would naturally be terminated."

Speaking of this matter, he was calm on the surface, but no one knew how his heart was beating violently.

It was a feeling of anger and helplessness.

Like the predecessors of that time, they resisted and attacked Yulongshan in a large scale. However, those people were too powerful.

In the end, they failed and left a few orthodoxy rooted in the world of mortals.

Li Yi pressed a hand on the monkey's shoulder and said quietly, "calm down, monkey brother."

Macaque Rage: "you used to call me the elder."

Li Yi dry cough: "that was before, now we are all good friends."

I wipe

The monkey glared at him angrily, but he calmed down after all. He asked the man what happened after he left.

The man didn't hide it and said everything he knew.

Two hours later, on the other side of the street, several young men with gorgeous clothes came along, and an old man followed them. They swaggered on the street.

From afar, also saw here, saw so many study hall people gather here, then came the interest.

"Tut Tut, nerd, are you going to fight people?" A voice came.

Shua, all the people in the study hall looked over one after another, and their faces were expressionless.

Macaques squint.

Li Yi whispered: "those people you said?"

Emperor, genius?

In his understanding, it should be, because he felt the strong pressure from those people.

It is not about the realm, nor about the supernatural soldiers precipitated in the body, but the oppression conveyed from the soul.

Emperor, genius

He pulled at the corners of his mouth, thinking, if not, it's almost all right?

"Come on, let me see what you're all doing around here," he saidThat road has been crowded into a piece. It is very difficult to get here unless it is from the air. However, they did not mean to fly in the air. Instead, they chose to rush into the crowd in order to let them make way for themselves.

It seems to let the people in the study hall bow their heads, which is a pleasure in life, or it will be too boring.

No one gave way. They stood straight here.

Bang!

One of them directly put out his hand, patted a disciple of the study hall, and his face became cold: "in the world where the strong are respected, we should know how to bow down. Look at those ordinary people, who dare not let go? As for you, it's just that your bones are cheap. "

As soon as this was said, their faces were ugly, and their angry faces showed up.

The man spoke again, rather disdainful: "that orthodoxy has fallen, I don't know what you still insist on, just a bunch of rubbish."

Did you sink?

No, not yet. As long as the bodhi tree is still there, the three star cave will be there.

And their orthodoxy extends because of them. Therefore, there is no decline, and they still have hope.

The man sneered: "let or not?"

No one to speak, eyes staring at him, if the eyes have killed, perhaps, he has died a thousand times.

But as the man said, this is a world where the strong are respected!

They do not have strong talent, they do not have strong strength, and they have no inside information. They only study every day and stick to the so-called orthodoxy. They have no strength to backhand.

All the strong, are derived from the deep conviction of the heart, said some ridiculous, more sad.

The man no longer said more, a few steps forward, want to move.

Pen!

Air concussion, invisible, a touch of sword cut over, puff, the man's arm cut off, blood flying saucer, shocking.

A crash, people in an uproar, showing a startled look.

It's not the macaque, but Li Yi. He's afraid that the macaque can't control it, so he can't kill these people. It won't be fun.

Are those people orthodox?

Li Yiyang from the corner of his mouth, cold and quiet came over.