The door-to-door son-in-law of the beautiful president

Chapter 894 That Hu Meizi Meng Lian...

After breaking the demon with one knife, Wu Qingyun lay on the ground tragically, with a sluggish face and a haggard appearance, like a dying person.

He knew he didn't have long to live.

Originally, his strength was not enough, and it was a big taboo for him to borrow divine power without authorization.

However, the shadow avatar sent by the god to fight was killed by Li Jiangnan, and he suffered a huge failure. This made the backlash he suffered from the divine power more intense and unbearable.

He was like a goldfish that fell on the ground and was deprived of oxygen. He tried his best to agitate his cheeks, took a big breath, and then let out a violent cough that was extremely uncomfortable.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Li Jiangnan, and smiled miserably.

"Emi Tofu, good and good."

"Benefactor Li's magic power is far superior to that of the poor monk. In today's battle, the poor monk was able to die at the hands of the benefactor Li. Apart from being convinced, he has no regrets."

Li Jiangnan looked at him and said indifferently: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't want to suffer pain before you die, why not answer the few questions I just asked."

Wu Qingyun closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"Benefactor Li, the poor monk is already dying, no matter how much you torture me, it won't be of much use."

"The poor monk will naturally say what should be said, and the poor monk will not say what should not be said."

Li Jiangnan said coldly: "In this way, you must have me to torture you in order to satisfy you?"

Wu Qingyun shook his head, sighed again, and said, "Benefactor Li doesn't need to go to war anymore."

"The vast majority of the disciples of Bailian Temple are people who are dedicated to proving the Tao and have a firm mind. Even if Master Li uses all means to torture, it is useless to the poor monk. What's more, the poor monk has reached his limit and will soon return to nothingness. .”

Li Jiangnan frowned, knowing that this guy is right. The evil sect of Bailian Temple needs fanatical believers who are determined and follow to the death. If you want to treat Wu Qingyun with torture and pain I'm afraid this kind of person won't have much effect.

Besides, he was indeed right, he was a dying man.

The two were silent for a while. Wu Qingyun didn't wait for Li Jiangnan's torture. The next moment, he opened his eyes again and showed a bleak smile.

"Benefactor Li, it's a kind of fate that you and I met on a narrow road."

"Before the farewell, the poor monk will always tell you something about the matter Li benefactor cares about."

"First, let's talk about the situation of the benefactor Li."

"From the Bodhisattva Valley and my group, among the many disciples sent by my Bailian Temple, there are more than 20 disciples from the chief female monk Mengjue of the Discipline Academy, and only a few three have returned safely."

"Most of the many disciples in Bailian Temple died at the hands of Master Li, or died indirectly at the hands of Master Li, so the current situation of Master Li is worrying, and he is the biggest enemy that my school of Bailian Temple has never encountered in the past 200 years. , is also an enemy that my disciples want to kill quickly."

Li Jiangnan let go of his foot, stopped stepping on his chest, and said indifferently: "It's a great honor to be the biggest enemy of your sect for nearly 200 years."

"However, this matter is out of my control. Since you guys provoked me in the first place, since the day you Bailian Temple troubled me, Bailian Temple and I have become sworn enemies."

He said coldly: "It's better to take it lightly. Between enemies, there is nothing more than life and death. I suggest that you don't care about my situation. Why not talk about other topics, such as Menglian."

Wu Qingyun laughed after hearing this, but this smile touched his painful chest again, and then Wu Qingyun held his chest again and coughed painfully.

Li Jiangnan didn't pay much attention to it, and his expression was still indifferent, just looking at him.

Wu Qingyun patted his chest, gasped for a while, then calmed down a little, and said in a weak tone: "Okay, poor monk, just talk about Menglian."

"Meng Lian was originally one of the reincarnated spiritual girls in the gate of my Bailian Temple. When she became an adult, she should have become my concubine, and might even become a concubine."

"However, Menglian has been rebellious since she was a child, disobedient to her elders, and has done things that violate the precepts of the teacher many times. From childhood to adulthood, the Presbyterian Court has entrusted Menglian to the Precept Academy to take care of it. The chief female monk of the Precept Academy, Meng Jue, strictly more responsible."

"During the last trip to the Bodhisattva Valley, the Elder's Court knew that Menglian must have hooked up with you, an enemy, and jointly stole the holy treasure that the sect had lost for thousands of years, so when Menglian showed up again, the Elder's Court immediately took her away. Next, punish her."

"At that time, the Presbyterian Court asked her to hand over the holy treasure of her teacher, the bell, but Menglian insisted that the holy treasure was in your hands, and that you and her had already formed a double cultivation partner who lived together and died together. There is something wrong with the White Lotus Sect, not only will the elders' house not see the Holy Treasure, but it will cause serious damage to the Holy Treasure."

"She also used this as a threat and told the elders' house that unless she became an extremely noble saint in the Bailian Temple, the thousand-year-old holy treasure of the Bailian Temple could reappear in the Bailian Temple."

"Most of the elders in the Presbyterian House know very well that Meng Lian is cunning and changeable by nature. What she says is often true and false, which is unbelievable, but the matter is of great importance, and you can't believe it at all, so, so..."

Having said that, Wu Qingyun coughed violently again, even coughing up blood.

Li Jiangnan clearly saw that under the backlash of divine power, Wu Qingyun's already extremely aging and sluggish face became even more senile and sluggish. His wrinkled face became gray one by one, and his old The dim divine light in his eyes also began to fade a little bit.

Li Jiangnan knew that he was dying, so he frowned and asked, "Don't talk about the ins and outs, let's talk about the main point, where is Menglian now?"

"Yes, yes, yes... You go to... Luo, Luoyang..."

Wu Qingyun stretched out his hand with difficulty, and really wanted to tell Li Jiangnan that Li Jiangnan would cast himself into the trap and go to the place where Menglian was under house arrest.

But when Li Jiangnan turned his ears to listen, he could only hear the sound of phlegm from his throat at the end.

After all, he couldn't catch his breath, Wu Qingyun's whole body went limp, and he lay on the ground, no longer alive.

Li Jiangnan just roughly heard the word "Xibo City", and couldn't help feeling secretly furious in his heart, and hurriedly slapped Wu Qingyun's heart, wanting to use his own spiritual power to give Wu Qingyun another sigh of relief.

However, this kind of divine power backlash is not the same as birth, old age, sickness and death in essence.

This is because some kind of power from the mysterious world is asking for Wu Qingyun's energy and soul, so no matter how Li Jiangnan saves Wu Qingyun, he will not be able to change the ending of Wu Qingyun's soul flying away, unless Li Jiangnan can cultivate the strength of Daluo Jinxian. Resist the backlash of this divine power.

After using it for a while, Li Jiangnan knew that it was all futile, so he could only resentfully withdraw.

He looked at Wu Qingyun's shriveled and blackened empty body on the ground, and felt more and more annoyed in his heart.

That bastard Meng Lian is indeed a vixen full of lies, not only lying to herself, but also to her elders.

What is it that I am her practice partner who lives and dies together, why the bell of the Holy Treasure is on my body, and why I will avenge her and destroy the bell of the Holy Treasure as long as she has troubles...

These nonsense are nothing more than a set of rhetoric made by Meng Lian in order to protect herself, or to become the saintess of Bailian Temple to offer wine.

Li Jiangnan looked at the gray sky outside, and secretly hated: Menglian, you wait for me!

When I free my hand, I must go and find you out!

At that time, I have to deal with you severely, and then honestly spit out what belongs to me.

Li Jiangnan didn't stay any longer and strode out the door, but when he stepped over the threshold, a weak female voice who was about to cry came from the corner of the dilapidated room.

"Li, Li Jiangnan, please, don't...don't leave me, I'm afraid..."

Li Jiangnan looked over, and Ai Jingjing, a tearful and pitiful model, hugged her shoulders tightly with both hands, and was still curled up in the corner at the moment.

If it wasn't for Ai Jingjing crying weakly, Li Jiangnan would have almost forgotten that there is a living person who can make a sound in this room, it is the beautiful Zhijiayuan, a well-known female Internet celebrity .

(End of this chapter)