Chapter 897

"Shit, brother, you're so good at analysis. I'll give you a lung!"

On the stage, Zhong Xiuguo was alone and burst into tears: "I just want to play a fucking role! Is it easy for me to play li Xiaoyao? Who did I recruit and who did I provoke?"

He looked left and right. Feng Na and others in the backstage were stunned and stupid in situ. The actors who were killed on the stage lay on the ground and laughed.

The God killing goods in charge of the curtain didn't know the curtain was over, which made him stand alone on the stage, neither in nor out, at a loss.

Fortunately, Zhong Xiuguo had an idea. Suddenly, he gave a sad scream, and then shouted, "linger, wait for me!" he said, and ran to the backstage.

The audience laughed to death, and some students who were too busy shouted, "Hey, you're running in the wrong direction!"

"People are old and young. What are you doing?"

"Do men have to be junior?"

"Shit, the most beautiful Li Xiaoyao in history was born!"

Inside the auditorium, Li Yundong laughed, but he didn't know anything about it. He had just learned to fly. Naturally, he couldn't be fast. He couldn't see Luo's mother's ghost hairpin not far away.

Ziyuan soon came to him and said in a deep voice, "don't chase!"

As soon as her voice fell, Ruan Hongling also chased out and said with a shocked face: "sister Ziyuan, what happened just now? What magic weapon is the golden hairpin?"

Ziyuan said with an awe inspiring look, "that's the Luo mother's departed soul hairpin of Mo Ashi, the eldest disciple of fox Zen!"

Ruan Hongling couldn't help but say angrily, "the fox Zen sect is impatient? Dare to assassinate you?"

Ziyuan shook her head and looked at Li Yundong: "no, she's not going to kill me, but Li Yundong!"

Li Yun was as heavy as water in the East: "I also feel that the Luo mother's soul leaving hairpin came for me just now. However, what did she want to kill me for? I have some roots with Fox Zen sect at least. Why did she attack me?"

Ziyuan pondered for a while. She said, "I'll find out about this matter, but I'm more concerned about another thing than moash and Luo's mother."

"What's up?" Li Yundong and Ruan Hongling said together.

Ziyuan's face was strangely quiet. She said, "why does Liuhe sword suddenly recognize the Lord when Luo Mu's soul leaving hairpin appears?"

Li Yundong suddenly remembered that he had seen Liuhe sword jump out of the scabbard and make the sound of the sword. He was surprised and said, "you mean your second martial uncle was nearby?"

Ruan Hongling was also surprised and said, "second martial uncle? Is she coming?"

Hearing Ziyuan's words, Li Yundong took a look at the Liuhe sword in his hand. He saw that the long sword faintly emitted white light in the night. The body of the sword was bright and clean, showing a sense of forest cold. Blowing hair can be broken, which made him love it.

Li Yundong pondered for a while. He said, "I still don't know your second martial uncle's name."