Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 311: Li Huowang
The mad Li Huowang waved his hands to eat, jumped to the car beside him, and jumped up with the sound of the car alarm.
"I'm a lunatic!! I'm crazy!!!" Li Huowang's voice spread far and wide.
Li Huowang's strange behavior attracted the attention of others. When the car owner rushed over with a broom and kept swiping at Li Huowang, more and more people were watching.
Just when his laughter was getting more and more frantic, Li Huowang saw a cute little girl. Her mother was holding her hand and avoiding it far away. The red cherry hairpin in her hair was unusually familiar.
The moment he saw her, the extremely excited expression on Li Huowang's face gradually disappeared and was replaced by pain again.
He then jumped out of the car, ignoring the owner's beating on him, and left with the food in his hand.
Arriving in the bridge hole, Li Huowang filled the milk tea with the somewhat faint river water and began to drink numbly.
The steamed buns had a strange smell, probably rancid, but he didn't care, nor did he care about what was eaten on the other side.
Li Huowang ate this very slowly, as if he was savoring the taste.
"Uncle?" Li Huowang turned his head to look, and saw a girl in a little white dress standing at the entrance of the bridge.
In the blazing sun, she appears to be glowing all over.
Li Huowang looked at her cute face and blurted out subconsciously. "The eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month?"
The little girl said timidly and uneasy: "I am not called the twelfth lunar month eighteen, I. My name is Liu Yuhuan, and my mother calls me Huanhuan."
When she saw Li Huowang stand up, Liu Yuhuan stepped back in fright.
She hurriedly took off her schoolbag, first put a piece of paper on the ground, and then took out a package of things from the schoolbag and placed it on the paper.
After doing this, she looked at Li Huowang again in a panic, and hurriedly ran away.
Li Huowang walked over and looked down, and found that they were three buns in white plastic bags, and they were pig buns that only elementary school students would buy.
Li Huowang smiled knowingly, bent down to pick it up, undid the plastic bag and started eating.
The steamed buns are warm, and it looks like they should have just come out of the steamer. It's not the leftovers she ate, but she bought them specially.
Li Huowang sat there, eating carefully one bite at a time. The buns are filled with meat, which is really delicious.
Eating and eating, Li Huowang's surrounding environment changed again. He found himself sitting on a muddy road with a mud ball in his hand.
"Haha." Li Huowang shook his head helplessly, and continued to clean the mud **** in his hands one by one.
After eating, Li Huowang returned to the temple, and under the gaze of other hallucinations, he resolutely picked up the sword on the ground again.
At this moment, Li Huowang heard footsteps and horses' hoofs. The footsteps were so familiar.
"Miaomiao?!" Li Huowang rushed out with his sword in hand, but saw an unexpected person, the great **** with a red hijab.
At this time, the rain had stopped outside, but the red hijab of the great **** was wet, and two water marks slipped down from the position of the eye frame.
Li Huowang with a complicated expression stood in front of the temple and looked at it next to a carriage in the distance, "What are you doing?"
"Wow!" The steamed bun, wagging its tail, emerged from the back of the carriage. It shook off the rainwater on its body and charged towards Li Huowang excitedly.
The twisted steamed bun jumped up and used his front paws to step on Li Huowang's body with yellow mud and plum blossoms.
At this time, the great **** opened the carriage beside him, and the black Taisui who was bound by the tendon appeared in front of Li Huowang.
She came over with the carriage and pulled Li Huowang with her cold, sharp black fingernails and walked towards the ruined temple.
When he arrived at the only dry place in the temple, the Great God first took out a towel to dry the rain and mud on Li Huowang's body, and then took out brand-new clothes, shoes and socks from the carriage.
She served Li Huowang to get dressed, and then put an old red Taoist uniform on Li Huowang's body.
Just as she lowered her head and tied the belt to Li Huowang, Li Huowang stretched out his hand and lifted the red hijab of the Great God.
Suddenly, the Great God's face like a piranha appeared in front of Li Huowang.
It's just that the petals and buds of this flower are formed from snake scales and hedgehog thorns, and other similar things.
In the center of the flower, a small half of Bai Lingmiao's face was full of tears, looking at Li Huowang sadly. Corresponding to this half of the human face was the fox-shaped beast face on the other side.
And the organs on her face are not static, they are slowly moving and changing over time.
Sometimes there are more human faces, sometimes more animal faces, and the number of eyes is sometimes more and less.
The Great God who looked like this opened his hands and hugged Li Huowang gently, the tighter he hugged him, he was almost breathless. "Xiang Gong."
The hand that stretched out behind opened Li Huowang's fingers one by one, letting the purple spiked sword fall to the ground.
The white band on her wrist was untied, gently covering Li Huowang's eyelidless eyes.
Then a forked slippery tongue pried open Li Huowang's jaw.
"Xiang Gong, we are waiting for you, the day you are cured."
Hearing this, Li Huowang hugged her back and looked at the huge and slender cat-shaped eyes, holding her tighter and tighter.
Even though the world is desperate and miserable, every inch of Li Huowang's life is made of pain.
But no one wants to die, and sometimes a tragedy can be salvaged as long as someone pulls back a little.
The great **** finally left, but she left behind the steamed buns and the carriage that tied the black Taisui.
Li Huowang, who was sitting on the ground, stared blankly at the **** hole in the sky. After a long time, he picked up the purple spiked sword again.
Looking at the little half of himself on the blade, Li Huowang's expression suddenly twisted.
"Dove?"
Just when Li Huowang thought so, the pigeon flew down and landed on Li Huowang's shoulder. "Goo~goo~goo~"
At this time, Li Huowang discovered that the black pigeon had a small note tied to its ankle.
It has an oracle on it ~IndoMTL.com~ that looks like an eye has been added under it.
After slowly opening the note, Li Huowang checked the content on it, and was shocked, he led the carriage and walked out of the ruined temple.
This is Tuoba Danqing's biography of flying pigeons. He told Li Huowang to go to Yinling City and see you at the old place.
This thing reminded Li Huowang immediately, his own plan, his plan to find the North Wind through the Superintendent of Heaven.
A strong unwillingness welled up in my heart, suppressing the pain and death in Li Huowang's eyes at the moment.
"Bantou, let's go! This place wants me to die, it's not that easy!!"
"I have nothing now, so what am I afraid of! Even if it is death, I will stab a hole in it!"
"I will get rid of this Xinsu identity one day! One day! At that time, at that time."
Sorry, sorry, this card has been reviewed, so it's just a sin.